We pulled over and parked our 4X4,
while my husband got out and went
to the check-point with our
passports. We were in Nigeria, on
the outskirts of the city, and the
heat was unbearable, as I sweated profusely, suddenly my lack of
underwear made me very
uncomfortable. Men were walking past the car and
staring in, and my mind wondered
what it was that was flashing
through their minds as they eyed
me up and down, their looks more
menacing and leering, even the guard with his rifle, besides me,
shifted uncomfortably, his eyes
always on the expanse of bare
thigh, I tied to cover, but the hem
was mid thigh, and my efforts were
in vain. My husband had taken the car keys
with him, leaving the windows down,
but the stifling heat was becoming
unbearable as I sat in my own
sweat, ‘I need to go out’, I said the
guard, but he smiled, showing perfect white teeth against his very
black skin, ‘No maam’, he said
politely, ‘they will gang fuck you’,
and as he said it his eyes fell onto
my bare thighs, as if letting my
know, my dress sense implied I was asking for it. Suddenly there were whistles and
cat calling as a couple of young
black girls were walking up the the
same place my husband had
entered. They too were wearing skimpy
outfits, and were very pretty. My
guard started laughing and I looked
at him, ‘What’s funny’, I queried? He pointed to where a small crowd
of men had gathered around one of
the girls who suddenly reappeared
from the door they had walked
through, and as I watched I saw her
dress being removed and within minutes she was naked, and the
surge of men on her was
frightening. ‘Can’t you do something’, I said
panicking? His eyes were bulging as his
laughter turned to a look of jealous
rage, he was acting as if I were not
there beside him, and to my horror,
his hand was gripping his erection,
now unmistakeably shaped in his pants, as he caressed himself. I could see her body as each man
took turns with her, then she stood
up and walked off to the back of
the building with some men, and my
guard laughed out loud, it was
consensual, she had come back out to fuck, ‘She like it’, he repeated
over and over, his erection now
very obvious, soon the men’s
stares turned back to me, sex here
in Africa appears to be as casual as
it comes. Then I saw my husband appear from
the throng and push his was back
to the car, what he had to say was
not pleasing, ‘It’s going to take
ages’, he said, ‘you go back to the
hotel and relax, cool off, and I will call you when to come’. ‘What time frame are we talking
about’, I queried, 4 to 6 hours he
replied. The driver got back in and started
up the engine, feeling the cool air
from the air condition was a
wonderful feeling, ‘Put it on full’, I
said as we pulled away from the
throng, and I noted my guards cock was still making a massive
protuberance in his green pants. The cold air had an immediate
effect on my nipples, where were
wildly outlined against my thin
cotton dress, which itself, had
become matted against my body
with my own sweat, something my guard had been looking at, as I
studied his reflection in my window,
I felt I was naked to him, and his
cock touching so close to me, was
becoming very personal. They started talking to each other,
laughing, and I felt I could be in
there somewhere, I was feeling very
vulnerable, when the driver
addressed me, ‘The guard say you
like to see the girl fucking’, and I could see he was looking at me
through the rear view mirror? I swallowed hard, the sexual tension
between me and the two huge black
men in the car was palpable, I
sensed their need of me, and I was
scared and strangely excited. One would have to be a liar not to
admit having sex with a black man
had not been discussed during my
time down here with my husband. He is not a cuckold, but his
constant teasing and endless
discussions in bed before fucking
did involve me with a black man, and
here I was with two, and I would be
a liar if I did not confess to feeling a little fruity, a term from my girls
boarding school days to imply I was
horny. ‘It was a very open display’, I said
in retort, ‘she didn’t seem to mind’.
My voice was shaky and felt thick,
even more so as I was sure both
men were picking-up on my sexual
nervousness. The driver said something to the
guard and they both burst out in a
peal of laughter, it was almost
infectious, as I smiled more openly
myself, ‘The guard ask if you like to
have fuck also’? There was a sudden silence in my
head, both men were laughing and
all the noise of the surrounding
jungle had gone, they were asking
me to fuck with them, and I felt
dizzy and faint, but not scared. Then as a gathered my senses I
heard myself say, ‘Yes’. The driver stopped laughing, and
said something to the guard, whose
face went straight and serious. The
the car took a sudden swerve off
the main road and up a dirt track,
where it came to an abrupt halt, and both men got out and came
around to my door. The driver opened my door and I
sat there frozen to the spot, I was
looking over the driver’s shoulder,
the guard had dropped his pants
and was stepping out of them, he
too like myself was not wearing underwear, but what held my
attention was his cock, there
appeared no way he could get that
monster inside me. The driver had reached in and was
pulling my out legs first, I had
consented to be fucked and there
was no way of stopping this. My
feet touched the sandy ground and
the driver reached down, grabbed the hem of my cotton print and
pulled it up under my bared breasts,
turned me and bent me over the
back seat. I could only imagine what the guard
was looking at for the first time in
his life a white woman’s ass, and
pinkish slit, which the driver was
pulling apart, and the unthinkable
that I thought might be too big to go in, went in, all the way up, I felt
my body was splitting in two, I had
never had a cock so big inside me. The car shook violently as he fuck
me, I even cried out in paid as he
bored into me violently,
interspersed with my own orgasms,
there were many, during the forty
minutes or so of violent humping, how could I explain this to my
husband, as my pain subsided and I
began to enjoy this very dirty of
liaisons. As he slipped from me, I turned to
face him, my eyes caressed his
black nakedness and the fucking
dong that had just destroyed my
poor pussy, ‘Tell him he was my first
and biggest’, and as the driver spoke, I added, ‘tell him I loved
being fucked by him’, and as I spoke
I reached out and took hold of him
and pressed his flaccid cock against
my pussy, feeling my hips gyrate
slowly, I could feel I was wanting him inside me again. ‘My turn’, said the driver, and as I
let the guards cock go, I turned
back to the back seat and lay
across it, ‘Be my guest’, I said, as
he spread my ass cheeks and did
just that, the pain was different, as a woman’s ass does not self
lubricate, just his spit. He was close when I turned and
said something I never thought I
would say, ‘Ask the guard to go
back into me’, I paused then added,
‘I want to feel both of you take me
together’.
