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Stalker
(Chuck James)

It was something that had never happened before. In Paco's small village in southern Spain there had never been a Negra before. The black woman who had moved into the big villa at the top of the hill was a rarity, in fact the older residents were more open to the idea of aliens among us than black girls being... real. They were a phenomenon restricted to television... so ebony Annette instantly became the focus of much scrutiny and attention.

There was plenty of gossip too, rumour spread that she held wild parties... orgies most maintained despite no local ever being able to offer a shred of evidence other than empty wine and whisky bottles in the refuse bins at the bottom of the winding lane that led up to her property through acres of olive groves.

"I've seen her dancing naked." Antonio was not a very bright youth and prone to exaggerating to make himself look more important, so of course his claim had been dismissed without even a second thought... almost. 

Paco had listened, and he had given the boy the benefit of the doubt.

If she does dance naked around the place then I shall soon know for sure he told himself as he gathered together his binoculars, hiking boots and camo jacket, he was going to take a walk in the olives, and as soon as he was sure he hadn't been spotted he would settle down in a spot that he knew overlooked the huge terrace at the back of her villa. From there he would see everything; soon he would know everything about the ebony girl who had become the focus of so much gossip and rumour.

"Joder!" he whispered just seconds after settling in to his lookout spot behind a ridge that ran around the black girl's villa. I don't believe it... Antonio was correct. He trained his binoculars down onto the terrace and focussed on Annette as she walked into the sunlight carrying a camera tripod and wearing nothing.

Completely naked! Paco rubbed his eyes then looked again, what the hell is she doing?

She arranged the tripod then fixed a digital camera to the top, pinching her nipples she grinned as they hardened, and then she pressed a small remote control and posed. Paco couldn't hear the shutter but he knew when the picture had been taken. There had been a few seconds where she had stood perfectly still, and then she relaxed and shifted her pose.

Lying back on a picnic table she spread her legs, swiftly Paco zoomed in trying to focus on the pink slit that had just opened between her ebony lips. "Joder!" he whispered again as she reached down between her legs and parted her lips. Clearly happy with her positioning she aimed the remote then froze again.

Why is she doing this? He questioned as she angled the camera to look up as she sat on the edge of the table. She wasn't exactly model material. He had heard of some girls who took nude photographs to sell. But she can't be doing that! He decided, she's too fat and ugly for anyone to pay for pictures of her naked.

But ugly or not Paco felt a stirring in his pants and as he gripped the binoculars with one hand he gripped his cock in the other and began to gently stroke.