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I grew up on a farm in Africa.
My newlywed wife and I were offered a cabin in the Swaziland highlands to use over a long weekend. The highlands of this little Kingdom of Swaziland are planted to hectares of commercial pine tree plantations. Being on the escarpment there are mountainous areas with pristine streams and rivers that cascade over rapids and waterfalls as they make their respective ways through towering pine forests to the warmer Lowveld.
It was an offer we could not refuse, an isolated cabin in a scenic woodland setting in midsummer.
“A second honeymoon” my wife said excitedly as we packed our weekend bags for quality time alone outside the hustle and bustle of our city jobs. We had only been married a year so this could be our anniversary escape. We married, both aged 23 years. Let me tell you about my wife. Her name is Lisa is 5 foot, nine inches tall with long brown hair that cascades to her breasts. Lisa has gorgeous tits, firm, jutting out that need no support. In the office she wears a 38C cup bra but at home and on weekends, goes braless. Lisa is an outdoor girl, very athletic and in consequence has a permanent olive skin tan year around. She loves her sex, is broad minded about what we do and is very demanding which I cannot complain about. I am six foot three inches tall, slim build with brown hair and brown eyes and less tanned than my beautiful sexy wife.
We arrived at the cottage at eleven o’clock. It was everything we imagined, tucked away between huge granite boulders, surrounded by endless pine forests, very isolated, with no other houses or people for miles. From the veranda of the cottage you looked out down to the Usutu River, a major river that flows through this area. We carried our bags into the cottage dumping them on the double bed in the front room. I went back to the car to get the grocery packets and drinks which Lisa packed away in the refrigerator and kitchen cupboards.
“Shall we unpack our bags now, or should we go and explore?” Lisa asked.
“Explore” I replied grabbing a bottle of water and our hiking backpack.
A grass path led from the cottage between boulders and the odd pine tree down to the banks of the Usutu River. Lisa walked ahead
of me. She was wearing a thin pale blue cotton blouse, almost see through, that she had tied in a knot at her tummy, showing off a bit of midriff. With cut off blue denim shorts the outfit accentuated her long tanned legs and her tits pushed that thin cotton blouse out like two headlights on a 1950’s Plymouth. I was getting hornier with every step I took with my wife’s cute arse swaying this way and that as she strode down the path.
Being midsummer there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, no risk of afternoon thundershowers and the temperature was well up in the 30’s Centigrade. We were both feeling the pace as well as the heat. Lisa would stop every now and then and take pictures with her camera, back towards the cottage, the mountains, the huge pine trees as well as the view towards the river where we were heading. At one of these photo stops she said
“There’s nobody around for miles is there?”
“No” I replied.
With that she handed me her camera, undid the knot on her blouse and slid the cotton blouse over her head .
“Here put this in the back pack” she said handing me her discarded blouse. Lisa stood defiantly in front of me only wearing her cut off denim shorts, topless, with her tits pushing out to say
“How do like that?”
She had on three long strings of wooden beads, each string a different length, that hung elegantly between her tits enhancing her magnificent cleavage. The setting, the bare tits proudly exposed and the wooden bead necklaces gave her an African maiden aura in this very African setting.
“I feel liberated like this and my tits could do with a bit of sun” she justified as she walked on unabashed. This made me hornier than ever, having my wife walk topless ahead of me, her assets on display for all to see, but no one around for miles to appreciate my private show. I had to reach down into my shorts to adjust my hard on. Reaching the banks of the Usutu River we walked upstream.
Both boulders and banks were covered in moss, the water crystal clear as it cavorted between stones and fallen trees. Ahead we could hear the sounds of a waterfall. There was no path so we scrambled along the river. Lisa, by now, in her topless state had
gone totally native and didn’t mind the odd scratch or mud on her legs or upper body. To me she looked like the leading lady from one of those jungle Rambo movies.
Arriving at the waterfall, where the river fell about 20 feet over a ledge into a deep crystal pool surrounded with tree covered cliffs, we decided to stop for a swimming break. Taking the camera from Lisa I insisted on getting some “jungle” pictures of her in her topless state, with hair in disarray, scratches and mud spattered. With her shoes off she stood calf deep in the water facing me, her long brown hair hanging to her nipples, her tits covered with a sheen of perspiration. A perfect picture. My wife, the wanton Amazon of the Swaziland forests. I clicked away zooming in on her breasts, getting close up pictures of her dark brown nipples.
“Enough” she said as she undid her denim shorts slowly sliding them down her thighs. The camera caught her pubic hair coming into view, then a full shot of her pubic region, she opened her legs exposing pink labia of her tender cunt and I clicked the camera again. She stood naked before me, the waterfall pool her background.
My eye was glued to the camera viewfinder as I continued to take pictures of my buck naked wife in this erotic setting. Realising my aroused state she played to the camera posing like a model in the most provocative ways, cupping her breasts and pushing them up making them look twice as big, opening her legs and splaying her labia to display the inner workings of her well used cunt, turning her bum towards me and bending over clenching her butt together. Amazing pictures!
She waded naked into the river pool and called for me to join me. I reluctantly put the camera down, had to get my hard on down before I could get my shorts down. Sporting a “half lobo” hard on I went into the water. A naked white couple playing in a river pool, in the Kingdom of Swaziland, a country of black Africans. Despite the high air temperature the water was cool. The waterfall thundered nearby continually topping up the pool. We swam a little, cuddled in the water, kissed which soon led to fondling. I wanted to feel Lisa’s tits, for the cool water had made her dark brown nipples stand out like pencil erasers. They were a hand full, and she enjoyed the uninhibited fondling, saying that she was getting very moist down
below and it was not the wetness of the water. I told her how I had this massive hard on when I was taking pictures of her in the nude.
“It could not have been a massive hard on with your little cock.” she said.
To emphasise her point she reached down under the water to grab my cock. By now the cold water had reduced any erection or semi erection to a crumpled heap of foreskin with very little protruding. “My case in point” said Lisa as she gripped on my foreskin and pulled trying to elongate my pathetic phallus.
“When you said you were well endowed before we got married I assumed that you had a large cock, not a large family trust “she teased. She stepped naked and wet out the pool, her nipples still highly engorged. Lisa turned to me saying
“I still feel randy as hell and need a good fucking. Come!”
We found a sunny bank, mattress deep with accumulated golden pine needles. She lay nude and randy with her legs wide apart fingering her moist cunt. I grabbed the photo opportunity and took a few more pictures, Lisa playing to the camera and exaggerating her finger masturbating of her ready cunt.
“He is rising to the occasion” she said pointing at my hardening cock.
“Come now and lie on your back. I want to fuck that little cock of yours.” I laid down on the pine needles, my head facing the river, my 4 inch hard on facing the sky. Lisa mounted me cowgirl style. She was very moist and her pelvic area slid around trying to find my hard on. This cowgirl position gave her the most satisfaction as she could grid her cunt onto my cock. With the help of her hand my cock found the entrance to her ready randy cunt. It was never tight in there and seemed to slop around. Lisa did all the pumping, her perfect tits dangling inches away from my face, the three strings of beads swaying in time to her fucking motions. Behind us tall pine trees silhouetted against a blue sky. The waterfall added to our sound effects. Lisa started groaning which was always a trigger for me. Her uninhibited moans and bellows echoed off the river cliffs. My cock jerked and convulsed inside her and I shot my humble load of cum into her hungry cunt.
“Damn” she said not being satisfied again. She continued with added gusto to grind her cunt against my pelvic bone trying to get
herself to orgasm. My cock had totally retreated, was shrivelled and sticky. I played with her tits, tweaked her nipples as she continued to grind.
“Rougher” she shouted. I pulled on her nipples and squeezed her tits upwards. Her brow was all furrowed in determination to orgasm. She was sitting up now, riding me cowgirl in the trotting position. Up and down, up and down, pounding me into the pine needles.
Lisa smiled, her face lightened up. I thought she was going to come. Then she waved and beckoned the “come hither” sign.
“What is it” I asked in surprise as “there was nobody around for miles in these woods.”
“Look” she said “Up there on the bank, three Swazi boys” I turned to see three black Swazi boys, they all looked about eighteen. They were all well chiselled with bare black chests with only a thin string of colourful glass beads hanging around each boys neck. Around their waists were the traditional cotton tanga wraps in black, red and white colours. The tanga wraps were parted and from between the cotton folds stuck three very erect, very large black cocks which they continued to fondle as they made their way across the river to us.
“They must have watched us fucking” I said.
“We seem to have given them a good show by the looks of it” Lisa said, still with a broad smile across her face.
As they approached, Lisa stood, her naked white female body glistening with post sex sweat. Her tits stood out firm, nipples fully erect, a true Amazon women in a Swaziland forest. All she had on were the three strings of wooden beads hanging provocatively in her well endowed cleavage. I, by contrast stood, my depleted penis retracted after exertion, a pathetic phallus on display.
Seeing how lustful and receptive this naked white woman was the three Swazi boys dropped their tangas leaving them clad only with a string of traditional beads and very impressive hard ons! The three naked Swazi men walked slowly across the green grass, focusing their destination on Lisa. It was a slow motion moment, comparable to any Bay Watch episode. Their semi-erect black cocks swung in slow unison. In supplication, Lisa fell on her knees on the pine needles, her hands clasped at her mouth as if in prayer. Was this the answer to her fantasy prayer? A most sensual scene. Click.
They greeted us in English as they got near, left hand up, right hand still firmly clasping and working those large black cocks. Somehow the Swazi with the largest cock was in the middle, flanked by his two well endowed warriors. It was a religious ritual, presenting not a golden challis, but a bronzed phallus. Lisa was transfixed. I think it was the first time she had ever seen a black cock in the flesh, and here were three fine specimens in front of her to lust her eyes on.
As if rehearsed Lisa took the presented penis in her mouth and partook of her first black cock. Her arms stretched out like a nude angel and her hands each found an erect black cock to grasp and wank. So much more to grasp than my small white cock I thought. She was in Swazi heaven. I’m sure that the three Swazi boys could not believe their luck. A beautiful brunette, white girl with a magnificent figure, naked, next to their river inviting them for sexual exploration. They too must have thought they were in Swazi heaven. I too, in my naked white state with my small pale cock erection was so aroused at the prospect that I was in Swazi sexual heaven as well.
Still sliding his hand up and down his cock to sustain his aroused state the one Swazi boy pointed at my proudly erect white cock and said
“ No twelve year old boy in our tribe has a cock that small. How does he give you pleasure? “ he asked Lisa.
“He doesn’t.” Lisa laughingly replied. By now the assortment of black cocks were on full view and my wife was window shopping. The one was long and thin, about twice the length and thickness of mine. He approached us, his right hand gripping his erect cock. Apart from a hard on, the only thing he had on his black body was a string of glass beads around his neck and a smile. Click.
The next was large but very thick almost like a beer can, brown with a pinkish brown head. The third was indeed an African specimen. Pitch black, fully erect, both long and thick with a surplus of foreskin hanging over the end, as if saying “I can expand further if required” Click.
I knew what was going to happen. Lisa knew what was going to happen and the three Swazi boys knew what was going to happen. The maths was simple: (three naked black men) + (one naked white woman) = Fornication. My role would be to take a photographic record of this erotic event.
Can you imagine the scene, my naked wife kneeling on a blanket in the Swaziland forest. My recent cum oozing from her recently fucked cunt and creeping down her leg, the moisture glistening in the sub tropical sun. Her bare 38C breasts pouting outwards, her nipples still fully aroused from the recent fuck session, her long brunette hair hanging tousled to her tits. Next to her I stand a white man, naked in a black man’s country my small white cock on full view for all to see, still semi erect dripping the remains of my recent cum. Three naked young Swazi men wearing only their traditional bead necklaces, but all sporting mammoth erections, showing off their large black cocks to best advantage. There was a silent pause, where the erotic tableaux seemed to freeze. No one spoke, then Lisa broke the moment by beckoning to the three horny Swazi boys to approach. We all knew what this meant: The beginning of the fun and games. There was sexual tension in the air as I had never experienced before. There was also an energy of what was about to happen, crossing some erotic boundaries in a most exotic location.
I had to absorb the following:
· My naked white wife was willingly going to be fucked by three black Swazi youths;
· the black on white sexual taboo was going to be broken;
· I was willingly going to nakedly watch my wife being gangbanged by three well endowed black men;
· I was going to take as many photos of the event;
· I was about to enter the realms of a cuckold husband;
· Would my wife ever be satisfied by my small white cock offering after this happening?
The three Swazi boys were fully aroused droplets of precum on their erect black cocks. My wife had never ever been so aroused. Her engorged nipples were at bursting point. My humble small white cock was again at its full four inch hard on. Everything went again into slow motion mode which was perfect for me to capture as many pictures as I could. Lisa reached out with her hand to grasp the nearest erect black cock. Click.
Both her mouth and cunt were drooling in anticipation. In slow motion her slender white fingers encircled the large erect black cock in front of her, not being able to get right around. Her hand was at the bottom of the black penis shaft and the cock extended beyond her grip. Lisa placed her other hand around the penis and still the
reddish/black cock head stood proud of her hands. It was fascinating to see the contrast in colour of her small white hands gripping this large black skinned cock. That picture alone was almost enough to make me cum. Click. Wanting to join the action another Swazi boy approached, offering his cock to Lisa’s eager hands. Again she now had a massive black cock in each of her white hands and smiled to me as she manipulated these fine meat specimens. Click.
My wife dropped to her hands and knees on the blanket on the forest floor, her nude white bum sticking provocatively in the air, an animalistic invitation to be thoroughly fucked. The black boy with the beer can thick cock took the open invitation. Time seemed to freeze as these three muscular men relentlessly fucked my wife. The black and white, black on white contrast contradicted all colonial taboos, venturing into a new sensual realm.
My camera took close ups of these black cocks plunging into my wife’s mouth, plumbing the depths of her pink cunt, going where no white cock has been before. Her cunt and mind were being stretched to new limits. It was probably their first time fucking a white woman and they demonstrated their appreciation by being perpetually erect in honour of her beautiful, naked and randy body.
The ebony cocks glistened in the Swazi sun, well polished by their precum and my wife’s cunt juices. I could see them jerking in spasm as each of their cocks gave a final muscular moment before releasing their copious cum into Lisa’s mouth and cunt. Creamy translucent cum with a distinctive chlorine smell filled my wife’s mouth, running down her chin. It dripped slowly onto her naked breasts and one cumdrop nestled neatly on her erect nipple. It hung translucent in the sun and I got a close up picture of her tanned tit, brown engorged nipple with this droplet of “black” cum. Click.
Likewise her pubic area, inner thighs and lower stomach were smothered in fresh cum from these three black sources. It shone in the sun and ran in slow goblets from her body to the ground. Even after cumming the naked black Swazi boys managed to maintain their manhood erections, ready for the next fucking/sucking foray. I was impressed for after my small white cock has come it goes into hibernation, withdrawing its flaccid head like a tortoise into its testicular shell.
At the end of a most erotic afternoon each black cock had cum at least twice in Lisa’s mouth and now well stretched and serviced cunt. I, on the other hand (excuse the pun) had cum but once in my right hand palm.
Satiated, as a form of salute to Lisa for her sexual prowness and stamina each Swazi man reached for the tribal beaded necklace around their necks and in turn presented Lisa with a thank you gift. Reciprocating, Lisa symbolically removed the three strings of wooden beads around her neck and presented the Swazi boys with a string each. She then put the three tribal beaded necklaces around her neck. Now they had not only exchanged bodily fluids in a most intense and intimate way, but had exchanged their precious necklaces as a memento of this erotic interracial experience. The Swazi’s said their farewells and disappeared into the Usutu forests.
Lisa lay in the afterglow of a most gorgeous gangbang slowly smoothing the copious fresh sperm over her breasts and stomach. Click. Click. Must take some after shots. She rose naked, her body varnished glazed in creamy matt cum.
“Do you want to bathe in the river before we head back to the cottage?” I asked.
“No, I want to carry and savour the memory of a most a fantastic fucking afternoon with me. Thank you for letting those three black boys give me such a thorough fucking while you stood on and watched your slut wife. I shall always remember today and look forward to seeing the photos of me being fucked.”
She then giggled.
“What’s amusing you?” I asked.
“Your little white cock, I mean it’s really little even when fully erect compared to those three big black cocks. Will I ever be able to feel you inside me again after this afternoon?”
Wearing only the three trophy beaded necklaces on her body we wandered down the path, Lisa in a naked, post fuck stupor, me in awe of her accomplishment. As we approached the cottage late afternoon she said in a groggy voice.
“ Oh, by the way, did I mention that I had invited the three Swazi boys around to the cottage for drinks tonight? They asked if they could bring three of their well hung friends. I said sure, I look forward to a fresh fucking challenge. You can serve the beers, naked of course as I’m sure they will all be amused seeing your pathetic pale phallus.”
This was the first time and hopefully not the last that I saw my wife fucked by big black cocks. Likewise it was the first time she had been gangbanged by well endowed cocks and she assured me she wanted to do it again.
Now-days, my ex wife’s Pam’s sister, Katrina is the epitome of virtue and prudishness. You would never suspect that she was once a wanton slut who had almost no inhibitions. Pam told me many stories about Katrina’s sexual adventures. This is one of them.
A few years into our marriage, we were in bed watching “The Godfather” on cable and Pam confided in me that her father had once threatened to go to the mob to arrange a hit. I was more than a little surprised because her father seemed to be a pillar of their community, a well-to-do, white, upper middle class, church-going, mid-westerner. I asked, “He must have really been upset about something. What would get him so desperate?”
“My sister, Katrina! What else? She had just quit high school, two days after her 18th birthday, one month short of graduating and had an argument with my mom. She ran away and we hadn’t heard from her for a couple of weeks. Mom and I had kept tabs on what she was doing through our network of friends. She had been bouncing around staying at one or another of her girlfriends’ parents’ houses and within 10 days she was working at a fast-food restaurant near downtown and sharing a flat with a co-worker. Everything was fine for a couple of days, until one evening when my dad went over to see if he could talk her into coming home to finish high school. He came home fuming mad. I was upstairs in my room studying and heard him ranting at my mom that his daughter was a slut. I went down the hall to the top of the stairs to hear because I was afraid he might have found out that I was in love with a guy and had been necking and petting with him, but just then he told mom that he had walked up to Katrina’s place and when no one answered the doorbell he went to the window and saw her naked on the couch with a black guy on top of her. He was screaming at mom that he knew some people and would have that bastard killed.”
“Wow!” I was flabbergasted. “Did he actually have the guy killed?”
“No! Mom calmed him down. She made him sit down and they had a few stiff drinks and saner heads prevailed. My mom and I went to the restaurant the next day and she made my sister an offer she wouldn’t refuse. Katrina had run away because my mom wouldn’t give her the money to go to San Francisco to live and do the hippie thing. Mom simply told her she would give her the money and arrange the trip for the following week. All Katrina needed to do was come with her right then. To no one’s surprise, the three of us left the restaurant a big happy family and as usual Katrina got what she wanted.”
“You mean that she concocted the whole scene to get your parents to foot the bill for her to become part of the Haight-Ashbury sub-culture?” I asked in a somewhat envious tone.
“Not really!” Pam answered. “She and I had a girl-to-girl talk when we got home and I asked her if she had planned the whole thing. She said not the whole thing and that she was surprised that it had taken so long for mom to give in. That’s when I asked her directly if she had set-up the black guy and used him too. She seemed oblivious to my dad’s being there the night before and asked me what I meant by that. That’s when I told her about what dad had seen and what he told mom about having the guy shot. She started to cry because she was upset that she had caused so much trouble. I asked her if she was in love with the guy and she said not really but he really was good in bed. The next day she told me that they just used each other for sex and that neither of them wanted anything more than that. I was a little giddy and asked her if it was true that once you’ve had black you never go back. She smiled back that it was great but she didn’t care what color it was as long as it was big and the guy knew how to please her. She did say that black would definitely be part of the palate from now on.”
I asked her, "Did Katrina tell you how she met him and what did they do together?”
“During our girl-to-girl, Katrina told me she met Sam the week before at the restaurant where he was also working and they would flirt during work. One night they had to close the place alone and while they were cleaning up and setting up for the next morning, they flirted as usual and she teased him, ‘You’re all your talk and no action and all your talk is getting me horny!’
“Sam teased her back, ‘I’m horny too! What are we gonna’ do about it, Kat?’
“Katrina said, ‘I ignored his remark and went into the ladies room to change and had my uniform off when I heard the door open. Standing there in my bikini panties (Back then she never wore a bra.) I turned around and saw Sam coming toward me. He was naked and sporting a huge hard-on. Before I knew it we were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing and groping each other. We edged over to the couch and settled into it. At first we sat side by side but within a few minutes I leaned back and he was on top of me. He broke off our kiss and started to kiss my neck, then my shoulders, then my chest and finally my breasts. The feeling was incredible when he finally took my left nipple between his lips and gently tongued it. When he did the same thing to my right nipple, I had a mini-orgasm and was ready to fuck but Sam had more in mind. He moved from my breasts down my body kissing and tonguing me over my belly, navel and pubic mound until he reached my panty-clad pussy. He kissed me there for a second or two and then proceeded down my thighs and calves and finally kissing my feet and began sucking on my toes, one-by-one. I was in heaven. I never had a guy pay this much attention to me before. I was his. He could do anything he wanted with me, but he still wasn’t finished pleasuring me. He stopped sucking my toes and slowly kissed and tongued his way back up my legs to my pussy. When he got there he hooked his thumbs around the hips of my panties and I raised my hips and he slid them off. Then he very gradually planted gentle kisses around my pussy, finally actually kissing my lips and slowly inserting his tongue between them. I was a cunnilingus virgin until then, but I was being initiated by an expert and my body shuddered with an orgasm. Sam then administered the coup d’ gras, his lips and tongue turned their attention to my clit. I was totally aroused so they had no trouble finding it. First he gently flicked it with his tongue for about a minute until I came again. Then his lips went around it and he sucked on my love button while simultaneously tonguing it. I can’t describe the thrills of the continuous wave after wave of orgasms as he kept this up for several minutes. I almost passed out from the ecstasy.
‘He finally removed his mouth and moved back up to kiss me. I could taste my juices on his tongue and it made me feel so naughty that I broke off the kiss and moved down to kiss his 8 inch hard-on. Pam, you know that I have given several of my boy friends hand-jobs but I hadn’t ever given a blow job before, so I was a little unsure of what to do. Sam sensed this and teased me, “Never seen one this big, huh?”
“’I said, “Never seen one this close.” We laughed and he guided me through the process. I did what he told me to do. First I kissed the tip. He was uncircumcised, my first uncut cock, so I rolled back his foreskin and tongued around the head and he moaned. After a few minutes of this he asked me to put my lips over it and I did. I didn’t need to be told to do anything else. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could and started to suck. Sam’s natural reaction was to start fucking my mouth and within a few minutes he was flooding my mouth with his semen. I instinctively swallowed what I could but I gagged a little and a lot of it ran out of my mouth, down my chin and on to my chest and breasts. I moved back up and we kissed and held each other for several minutes before we finally got off the couch and got dressed.’”
I wanted to hear more and asked, “You mean that he didn’t fuck her that night!”
SEARCH, a woman or more for sex during my trip in London on 25 and 26 March 2015. We probably will be in a hotel not far from the kingcross station.
Woke up this morning to sounds of heavy moaning eminating from the living room. My wife had not cum home when I had gone to bed, but there she was....her chubby asian body naked except for her silky white panties that he was holding to the side as she slid her swollen, wet pussy up and down his thick shaft. Bouncing and grinding as he lay back on the sofa. His black cock must have been 11 inches long and 4 inches thick and it was working her pussy into a creamy frenzy!!
I set in the chair and continued to watch as she begged for more of that black dick to be stuffed into her tight hole. She was fucking so hard and sweating so good.....her pussy coating his cock with her cream.....
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