During my many exploits on the African continent I witnessed a number of interracial occurrences. Those I can verify but I also heard many stories of pure black lust prior to my setting foot on that continent. Many were inconsequential but others were more intriguing.
There is indeed a dark side of mankind that spreads it’s tentacles throughout the world and Africa certainly has had it’s share. Many countries of this continent have a very prominent history and have given much to the benefit of society. Science, sociological and of course the birthplace of the human species are derived from this marvelous array of lands.
We read about this in history books and current writings but we are deprived of some of the inner dark history of the beast called “man.” No matter what color or race, men in general contain a lust for the female and when races are brought together….that lust evolves into perhaps some very sordid situations.
The following story is one that was told to me by a prominent German merchant in what was once known as Rhodesia but after 1980 became Zimbabwe. The saga began in the town of Karoi, Zimbabwe and ventured into the national park of Matusadona.
It was the second week of June in 1983 and young lady of 18 celebrated her birthday. She had just graduated from high school and her parents were extremely proud. Sophie was her name and she was a darling. At 5’3″, 105 lbs, long honey brown hair and a shapely figure….she was stunning.
Her father had worked in several African countries as a contractor and they currently lived in South Africa. They wanted Sophie to experience more of the African culture so they decided to send her on a safari trip. A vacation package to Zimbabwe was arranged through a reputable travel company. The father, due to business, could not go but Sophie’s mother could and planned the trip.
The next week the two of them flew to Harare, Zimbabwe. After a night’s stay they boarded a commuter plane to Karoi on the eastern end of the Matusadona National Park. Sophie was so excited being this was her first real trip away from home. Her mother was excited to be away from a demanding husband who no longer seemed to be interested in her sexually.
After they arrived, her mother was informed that the original safari they had booked was canceled due to a labor dispute. After checking with the local magistrate she booked with another safari package.
They were driven to a small village about 40 kilometers away the next morning. Although not unusual, it became clear that they were the only guests on this trip. Several black Africans met them at the departure station…..a thatched hut building with no amenities.
“Hello madam and daughter, we are delighted that you chose to accompany us on this safari. My name is Morgan.”
Morgan was a charcoal black African about 6’4″ and 28 years of age. He was adorned in shorts, tea shirt and shiny gold bracelets on his wrists. The other three Africans were very tall except for the short and husky one that was the driver.
Sophie and her mom could not help but notice the way the Africans seemed to undress them with their eyes. A bit uncomfortable but they were told that this was a reputable company and that they were licensed. Red flags were waving but the two women were really excited about seeing the countryside and the animals that roamed within.
What they did not know were the animals they would have escorting them into the wilds.
They entered the safari bus and were seated apart. Janet, Sophie’s mom, questioned why they were seated separately.
“Miss Janet, it is best for the two of you to be in both front and rear of the bus in order to see a panorama view of the safari.” Morgan replied.
The bus traveled slowly and then picked up speed when on the semi-paved road. Janet was seated next to a very muscular black African by the name of Adisa who was 12 years her junior. Adisa could not help notice the large breasts of this white woman sitting next to him. His black cock was beginning to harden as he smelled the fragrance of her perfume and watched her breasts jump up and down from the bumpy road.
Janet was all too aware of his presence and quick glances of his eyes looking at her. For some odd reason, she felt an excitement about this young African noticing her and did not object to his arm over the seat and touching her right shoulder.
Meanwhile, Sophie was encountering the same situation with Morgan in back of the bus. Morgan was pointing out various herds of animals and chattering with his African-English accent. His bracelet adorned black arm was caressing her shoulder. Sophie had never had a black man touch her in this way but for some reason seeing her mom up ahead appearing not concerned being touched by a black man….she was resigned to not being afraid. In fact, it was titillating being next to such a dark African for some reason.
The bus stopped and Morgan announced that refreshments were going to be served. Both Sophie and her mom were thirsty so they welcomed the rest stop.
“Ladies, I want you to enjoy this fruit punch along with the chips and munchies . It is a punch that we Africans dearly enjoy and I know that you also will enjoy,” Morgan announced.
Janet and Sophie were unaware that the fruit punch was spiked with 151 proof rum, a very potent drink at that. As they drove off, both were beginning to feel a bit tipsy.
At first confused, Janet was now enjoying the high as it slowly crept into her. The tall black African sitting next to her began to fondle her. Janet, although alarmed, could not imagine why his black hands made her excited. She had never been close to a black man. His hand began rubbing near her breast and she could feel his warm breath on her neck. He then held her close and placed his lips on her neck.
“Please no, my daughter will see this….it’s not right. Don’t go any further. I’m not into being fondled by a black man. I’m married,” she whimpered.
“No offense, miss Janet. It is a cultural thing that whites do not understand. We African men touch out of respect. We speak with our hands,” Arisa explained.
“Well, you may speak with your hands but not inappropriately. Especially trying to kiss me. Yuck. I do not care for black lips on my neck,” Janet shot back.
Adisa, although somewhat embarrassed and set back, knew that he must be patient and wait for the right time. The alcohol in the punch needed more time to have the right effect. He also knew that they had to separate the mother from the daughter as he arose and walked to the back of the bus.
“Morgan, it’s time to park the bus and take the ladies out to see the wildlife. We can see the falls from here but I think it would be a good time to explore the surroundings if you know what I mean.”
Sophie had also been in the grip of African hands and felt uncomfortable with her mother perhaps seeing her being touched. Although concerned, she was feeling high and oddly excited being next to a very black African.
The bus stopped and everyone exited. The driver and Adisa invited Janet to accompany them to the falls.
“Miss Janet, Morgan is going to take Sophie to see the elephants below the ridge. She will enjoy that,” Adisa declared.
“My daughter wants to see the falls also,” Janet responded.
“Yes miss Janet, they will join us after they see the elephants,” Arisa replied.
Sophie was escorted by Morgan and the other African to the ridge overlooking the elephant herd. Sophie was somewhat wobbly from the two punch drinks she had drunk so the two black Africans placed their arms around her waist and shoulder….tightly holding her curvy body as they slowly walked.
Sophie could feel the muscular black arms holding her but could not help noticing the bulges in their shorts. This was unreal, she thought…..here I’m alone with two black men much older than me and I’m being led to who knows where.
Morgan then spread a couple of blankets on the ground while the other African opened the cooler. Again, punch was served and the three of them sat down to view the elephant herd below.
Sophie was really getting high after her third drink and could not remain sitting up. She lay back on the blanket as she starred up at the puffy clouds in the sky.
“Miss Sophie, you appear to be a bit tipsy. Let me massage your legs to get the blood flow circulating. It will make you feel better,” Morgan softly said.
Morgan’s charcoal black hands softly rubbed her legs as he lay down beside her. The other African began rubbing on her stomach and slowly crept his hand near her breast.
Sophie was becoming excited with these black hands on her body. She had never been in a situation where two men, let alone black men, had their bodies up against her. She felt her panties becoming wet. Oh my gosh, she thought. Why am I doing this….why?
Morgan nudged over and placed his lips on her mouth as his hand squeezed between her legs. The other African followed suit and began rubbing near her breast under her shirt. Sophie became alarmed and began squirming but was held in place. The taller African tightly held her left wrist while Morgan held her other wrist. All the time….softly beginning to touch her private parts.
Sophie’s head was spinning from the punch. She tried to sit up but fell back down on the blanket. Both Africans were like lions in for the kill. They knew the opportunity was at hand to take this young white girl.
Sophie knew that she was in a precarious situation. She was high on something but knew that this was no longer a normal travel trip. Being next to two big black men was scary yet titillating also. Damn, girl, what am I thinking? These men want to rut with me….I’m not equipped to handle this. I’ve had very little sex in my life and now I’m next to two black stallions. Lord, help me.
Morgan continued to massage her legs and his hand crept up until it reached under her panties. Sophie lay there wondering just what was going to happen.
His finger soon edged it’s way into her vagina. Sophie protested but backed off from fear and a strange excitement inside her. She knew that she was being violated yet the excitement was overwhelming.
Black hands on her body. Alone with two very black Africans on a blanket. Her attention to the elephant herd below became subdued as her body tingled from the invasive yet soft sexual touches of masculinity.
Sophie resigned herself to being captive. She now knew there was nothing she could do to change the inevitable. She had been segregated from blacks while in South Africa and never in her wildest dreams thought she would be exposed to or God forbid….absorbed in black flesh.
This would now change. She not only felt excitement but in a eerie sense was anticipating the black lust awaiting to prey on her body. Sexually, she was helpless.
The two black Africans gently began removing her pants and shirt from her small white body. Her eyes danced around watching these two black men as they unbuttoned her pants and shirt. Her body, laying flat on the blanket, made no attempt to disrupt her being undressed.
As they undressed Sophie, they were removing their clothes also. She felt her pants slide from her ankles. She watched as black hands removed her shirt and slid it over her head.
She could feel the warm breath from their nostrils flow around her bare breasts. The dark eyes of captors undressing her even more as they gazed upon her pale white body.
Her body quivered as as Morgan leaned over and placed his large black lips on her mouth.
“I cannot believe this. I’m being kissed by a black African and enjoying it,” Sophie sheepishly thought as she stared into his dark gleaming eyes.
As Morgan held her head and kissed her, his tall black friend began removing her panties. Sophie’s loins were becoming sweaty from the heat burning inside of her. She felt the nails of his fingers rake slowly down her legs. Then finally the panties brushed against her feet.
Her legs slightly parted as the tall African threw her panties to the side and then kissed her breasts.
Now there were two very black naked African male bodies caressing a small white girl body. The contrast was overwhelming. Muscular black skin pressing against young white female skin. Her almost innocent body held tightly between two black men as their long hard black cocks rubbed against her loins.
The tall black African lowered his head between her legs and began licking her loins. His tongue found her opening and plunged it into her.
Sophie jerked with surprise…she had never had a man do that to her, let alone a black African stud. His hands were griping her bottom as his tongue penetrated deep.
Morgan was holding her wrists over her head as he was kissing her and exploring her mouth with his tongue. She felt captured. Never in her life had she felt an excitement such as this. Her initial fright was subdued and she felt an orgasm erupt in her body.
The sky and clouds were now a blur. She was in orgasmic joy with two big black men having their way with her.
Morgan then motioned to his friend that he wanted her first. He rolled Sophie over on her back and mounted her. She looked up at this charcoal black body mounting her and knew that she was now their slave.
Pulling her legs apart, he guided his black manhood to her vagina and pressed the head so slightly in.
Sophie regained her senses and yelped.
“Please don’t, please! You have no protection on…..I’m only eighteen and do not want to be bred by a black man. Please put on a rubber, please.”
“I do not have a rubber with me, miss Sophie. Besides, you will enjoy the bare black meat inside of you even more.” Morgan replied.
“Then stop, don’t push that unprotected black dick into me. “Oh, my gosh,it hurts….you are too big. Please don’t do this. Oh no, I can’t believe that I’m allowing myself to be violated by a black African. Oh God nooooooo.”
Sophie, although protesting, was overwhelmed with the utmost feeling of his black cock entering her. Her fears of being bred begin to lapse as her loins were on fire from being blacked.
Morgan pushed another couple of inches into her as she squirmed on the blanket. Sophie’s eyes were wide open as she starred at the sky. The African’s bare chest was pressing her down as her small head peaked over his large shoulders.
Her bodily fluids began lubricating his manhood and more of his large black cock pressed into her. Her head was bobbling up and down as he thrust more black meat into her.
Another orgasm shot through her. Then another. Her frail white arms were wrapped around his black body and she began to hump his thrusts. Sophie was truly being black fucked and was now enjoying every stroke of his black meat.
Never before during her few sexual encounters had Sophie had more than one orgasm but now they were relentless. Saliva poured from her mouth and tears flowed down her cheeks as this black bull was wallowing out her vagina.
Morgan was really enjoying this young white flower and was trying not to spew his load. He could not hold it any longer as his black cock was pulsating and even getting harder. All of his cock was now buried deep in her and it was even pulling her butt off the blanket with his strokes.
Sophie, although in orgasmic joy, knew the inevitable. Again she pleaded…..”please pull it out, don’t cum in me, pleaseeee. Oh my gosh, no….you’re beginning to spew in me. Nooooo. Noooo…oh noooo.
The black African erupted his jism into her belly. Ounces of African cum spewed into Sophie as her body shook from despair and orgasms. Millions of African tadpoles begin swimming their way to untouched white eggs. Her body was full of African spunk.
Morgan still stroked her body with his semi-hard black cock as Sophie lay motionless on the blanket. She was in a world of regret yet fulfilled womanhood state as the large black body lay on top of her.
A few minutes later, Morgan rolled over and pulled his dripping black cock from her loins. He was exhausted but would soon recover. His friend, the taller black African, was more than eager to pounce on this young white morsel with his hard black cock. She was now well lubricated and his black throbbing cock would soon slide in.
Sophie wanted to rest but another pair of arms cradled her and she knew that her body was about to be violated again. This time by even a larger black cock. The tall black buck pulled her up from the blanket and placed her legs around his thighs while he was standing.
Holding her back with one arm, he guided his black cock head into her vagina.
Again, Sophie yelped. She looked up at him as he slightly released her and she began to be impaled on his throbbing black cock. Her legs had lost their grip on his thigh and began to dangle in the air. She felt the shaft of his cock oozing into her and penetrating so deeply. She could only ponder just how hard this black African would fuck her.
A sudden burst of an elephant howl below.
Perhaps even the elephant was shocked at the sight of this 6’8″ black man impaling a small white flower with her legs dangling in the air. Her frail arms dangling at her sides while the black warrior gripped her back. Savagely shaking her pale white body while thrusting his charcoal black manhood deep into her loins.
Meanwhile, her mother was standing near the falls waiting for Sophie and the other two Africans to join them. It would not be soon. Sophie would be occupied for awhile with two large black cocks ravaging her.
Her mother,Janet, also had a surprise awaiting her. Little did she know that the two black Africans that escorted her to the falls would soon be taking her clothes off and exposing her to black lust.
It was a two day, one night safari. Mother and daughter would spend the night not only gazing at the stars of the African sky but also at the thrusting black bodies on top of them. Both of their bellies would be filled with African spunk.
Before the trip ended, it would certainly become a family affair. Sophie and her mother, Janet, would experience things beyond their wildest dreams. As a result, their lives would change dramatically.
A Black Safari for Sophie Ch. 02
A couple of hours had passed and Janet’s daughter had still not arrived at the falls. Janet became concerned and questioned the two Africans with her.
“Not to worry, miss Janet. Sometimes the elephants do not come into view right away. I’m sure they are okay.”
“Well, since I’m paying for this safari, I demand that you drive me to the location so I can see for myself.”
“Very well, madam. Go ahead and get into the van while I gather up some things.” The African did not want to take her because he knew what was probably happening. He and the other black African had not had time or the cooperation to get this white woman on the blanket and spread her legs. She was very headstrong and appeared to not like black people.
After loading up, they drove to the plain where Sophie was supposedly watching the elephant herd. Her mom, Janet was intoxicated by now and cussing out loud. The two Africans had just about enough her abusive language and stopped the van.
“Miss Janet, there is no reason to treat us this way. For a white woman, you are very abusive and need a good scolding.”
Janet snapped back…..And I suppose that you two are going to do the scolding? Yea, right.”
That was all the older African could take and he grabbed Janet around the neck and pulled her down on the seat. He looked at the other black African and told him to get out and spread the blankets on the ground while he held Janet at bay. Janet did not at first know what was going on but after her captor pushed his hand into her blouse, she froze.
“White woman, we are going to show you how black men in this country put women in place. You are going to have a couple of rigid black cocks between your legs and your belly filled with African spunk.
“Oh my god no. Please don’t harm me. I’m sorry that I treated you badly. I’ve got money….I’ll pay you not to harm me or my daughter….please.”
It was too late. These two Africans were not only angry but also very horny for this white bitch. Janet had a very curvy body and her blond hair made her very sexy.
Janet was wiggling in his grasp as he pulled her from the van. One hand was holding her neck and the other around her chest.
“What about my daughter. What are they doing to her, ” Janet screamed out loud.
“The same thing we are going to do to you woman. Fuck your brains out and teach you to not treat blacks in bad ways. Miss Sophie is being taken good care of and probably has been seeded several times by black cocks.”
The two black Africans pinned Janet on the blankets and began removing her clothes. She squirmed and cussed at them until a big black hand covered her mouth. Janet’s eyes were wide and in fear as she struggled. Her arms were pinned in back of her as the other African disrobed. Then he held her while the other African removed his clothes.
Now, Janet’s clothes were completely off and her naked body laying between the two black Africans embrace. She was helpless. She knew there was nothing that she could do to avoid being violated.
Janet gasped at the charcoal black cock waved in her face. It was thick and long. As she was held from behind, the other African grabbed her head and made her open her mouth. He pushed his black cock in. Janet gashed and almost threw up at having a black dick in her mouth. Her head bobbled up and down as the African fed her mouth with his black licorice stick.
Janet had never been humiliated like this in her life. Yet, she was fearful for her life and had the good smarts to begin to cooperate.
“Now that you tasted black meat, white woman….you’re going to see what it’s like to be impaled on it.” The African wasted no time in spreading her legs and by now his black cock was really hard. He gripped her thighs and thrust the head in. Janet yelped as he pushed more manhood into her vagina.
“Get off of me you black S.O.B. I don’t want your black nigger dick in me. For God’s sake, if you are going to rape me then at least put some protection on. I don’t want a disease,” Janet shouted.
That infuriated the African. “Look white bitch, your are going to get bare black meat so just lay there and enjoy what I have for you…you don’t have any choice,” he quickly replied.
Her eyes were glued to the black heathen molesting her. He was so black and her white body was in such contrast to him. As the other African held her wrists above her head with one hand, he pulled her head sideways and began to push his hard erection into her mouth. The other African laid his chest on hers while stroking her vagina with hard black cock.
An unexpected orgasm shot through Janet. Then another. What initially was rape became the most sexually inspiring fuck she had ever had. It was as if she was a bronco horse and had bucked out. Janet was becoming “Africanized.”
Perhaps it was because of her husband not making love to her in over a year. She had almost given up on sex except for a dildo she had purchased recently. A white dildo yet she had seen the large black dildos but had no attraction to black. They were repugnant to her. Now here she was spread eagle with a charcoal black African invading her thighs.
The African’s cock began spewing into her vagina. The bubbles of sweat shined on his muscular black torso as they rolled off and splattered on her chest. Janet was overwhelmed watching this black man fuck her.
Suddenly, he let out a tribal moan and shot all of his wad into her. Janet raised her legs and cradled his black buttocks. She was milking that thick black cock of every drop.
Now it was the other African’s turn. He rolled her over on her stomach while placing an ice chest under her stomach. With her bottom raised and the other African holding her hands and head…..he plunged his black cock into her now lubricated vagina. This African was not as thick as the other but he was long….10 inches at least.
He fucked her hard as she moaned and yelped out loud.
It took only a couple of minutes before his cock stiffened harder and a week’s worth of saved African cum spewed into her loins. Janet felt the ounces of African juice invade her body and another orgasm crept over her loins.
She looked at the dirt and grass in front of her, which became a blur while feeling a black dick explode in her. The other African holding her wrists let go and she grabbed the dirt in her fists and squeezed it as her body was shaking from the pounding on her body. She had been barebacked twice and filled with black African seed.
She lay there motionless as her hands opened and the dirt slowly slid from her hands. She had surrendered. Then the thoughts of her young 18 yr. old daughter crept into her mind. “Oh my Lord, what is Sophie going through,” she thought to herself.
Then she felt four black hands on her body again.
To be continued.
A Black Safari for Sophie Ch. 03
Nightfall came on quickly and the sounds of birds and other animals gave rest to the dark. Sophie was finally brought to the falls and re-united with her mother, Janet. The two were left alone as the Africans began preparing a campfire and cooking some food.
“Sophie…..did they harm you?” Janet inquired.” Please girl, tell your mom what they did to you.”
“Both of the black bastards stripped me and violated my body. I was drunk and they used me like a slave. I have never had a man, let alone a black man, do such nasty things to me…never. Morgan used me twice and so did the other African. It was humiliating….horrible, yet for some reason my body had numerous orgasms….I can’t explain it,”
“Mother, did they harm you?” “Yes, they did. Basically in the same fashion…they’re heathens, black heathens,”Janet replied. “We have got to find a way to escape and get help but I don’t know how. I’ve already pleaded with them to take us back but I’m afraid that they fear the authorities will jail them.”
Morgan walked up and inquired how both women were doing.” Ladies, I hope that both of you feel better. We have some food cooked so come over and have something to eat.”
“How in the hell do you think we feel after being molested and fucked like whores,” Janet snarled. We are not hungry and want to be left alone. Please….take us back to civilization,” Janet pleaded.
“But mom, I am hungry and need some nourishment, especially some water,” Sophie countered.
Morgan left momentarily and came back with some bowls of rice, meat and herbs along with two bottles of water. The two women just about yanked it out of his hands and began to eat. They were sore and tired but hunger was apparent since they had not eaten since some breakfast fruits and cereal.
Morgan rejoined the other black guides as the two women ate. The other three Africans asked Morgan what he had planned to do with the women. “We can’t take them back and release them, not now. They would report us and there would be hell to pay. What we can do is make some money off of them and take refuge in a neighboring country. I have relatives that would hide us and allow us time to make our plans.”
“Just how do we make money off of them,” one of the Africans inquired.
“There is a military labor camp about 120 kilometers from here. It’s a remote area with little communication to the main base except for supply shipments. My half-brother is in command there and he owes me favors. There are a number of inmates working on the train rails there along with a dozen military guards. They would pay handsomely for a couple of women to bed, not to mention, white women. We will leave at sunrise but before that, I suggest that we let the women sleep and then fuck them before our journey to the camp.” Morgan had a plan to entice the women to be more cooperative.
Janet and Sophie were given two blankets. Morgan told them to rest so they could be up early to leave. Janet was surprised that they were leaving them alone and not abusing them again. “Mother, maybe they are actually going to take us back,” whispered Sophie.
“I certainly hope so, just rest darling. Maybe we can come out of this alive” Janet nervously replied.
The morning came quickly as the sounds of bird whistles spread across the plain and the sun tiptoed above the horizon. Morgan approached Janet and Sophie as they were still asleep.
“Wake up ladies. Wake up. I have a proposition for you.”
“What now,” Janet inquired as she was rubbing her tired eyes.
Morgan responded, “We will take you back and release you if you promise not to tell anyone what occurred on this Safari. Just remember, your husband, family and friends would be shocked about your having sex with four black men. Your reputations would be in question along with shame you white women seem to have with black men fucking you.”
The two women almost replied in unison “Yes, please take us back. We will not divulge what happened. We only want to go home.”
Morgan was good at lying and was convincingly good at fooling these two naïve white women. “But, there is one thing the two of you need to do before we embark.”
“What?” Janet questioned.
“You must submit to having sex with me and my guides before we go. Lets just say it will be our sending off gift to you,” Morgan sheepishly said.
“Please, please, no more. My daughter and me are tired and do not want to be invaded by black African men again,” Janet pleaded.
“You can take it or we can take you, It’s a small price for your freedom and if you do not resist….you will enjoy it even more,” Morgan replied.
The mom and daughter looked at each other and surrendered their resistance to being blacked again. Both began removing their clothes and then lay bare naked on the blankets.
Within seconds both had two black hands griping their ankles and spreading their legs. There were two very black bodies kneeling down on the blankets while two other naked Africans stood gleefully awaiting their turns. Sophie could feel Morgan pulling her body up to his throbbing black cock as it waved in the air. She had seen this serpent before and knew what it could do.
Morgan wasted no time and plunged his black pole into her vagina. Sophie gasped and felt the penetration. The African then lowered his charcoal black body on to her breasts and grabbed her hands spread eagle. Sophie was seeing the sunrise as her head tilted to the side but her head and body was being jerked up and down as the African was stroking her. Again, she was captive to a very black man on a desolate plain in Africa. She turned her head forward and felt the warm air spewing from his nostrils. Morgan was enjoying this sixteen year old white morsel and was eager to spew his African spunk into her belly.
Meanwhile, her mother Janet had been turned on her belly and the African pushed a rolled up sleeping bag under her stomach. Janet’s elbows were entrenched on the blanket and her hands griped in fists as the black man invaded her loins. His hands held her hips as he lunged his black manhood into her vagina. She yelped as he began stroking her long and hard. Janet could only clinch her teeth and try to bear the thrusting of this bare back cock lunging into her body. This African was more thick than long and her vagina was being stretched more than ever.
The African began to slap Janet’s ass and yelled out in his old native tongue. Janet was in pain but her instincts told her not to resist. She was being blacked fucked by a native…a very black native. Suddenly, an orgasm shot through her. She was disgusted that she relinquished that but her main thought was if she could satisfy the Africans….both her and daughter would be set free. Little did she know what was actually planned for her and Sophie.
The two women had been fucked for over a half an hour. Morgan was about to shoot a load in Sophie and the African on Janet was about to explode his black balls. Then, in a strange moment, the mom and daughter’s heads turned to face each other. Janet watched her daughter being smothered by Morgan’s black body as Sophie’s head was bobbling up and down. Saliva was pouring from Sophie’s lips and her blue eyes were glazed.
Sophie, in turn, watched her mother grunting with a wide opened mouth and the black arms wrapped around her torso. Her mother was full of black cock and appeared submissive to being black fucked. She had never seen this before.
Morgan released Sophie’s right hand and she reached over to her mother’s hand. The two of them grabbed hands tightly gripping for support. Within seconds, both felt the warm ejaculation of African sperm jetting into their bodies. Their eyes were affixed on each other. Sophie had a quite smile while Janet had one of dismay. The two Africans stroked them until all of their juices filled their bodies.
The two other black Africans had just about dropped their loads watching the seduction of these two white women. Their cocks were rigid and anxiously waited for them being buried into their white cunts.
Both Janet and Sophie were exhausted and pleaded for rest. No rest would be allowed. These black men wanted their final chance at these two white women. It would be a different venue. Both women were pulled up and carried over to a fallen tree trunk. The blankets were placed on the trunk as both were laid over the trunk and mounted instantly. Two white bottoms with arms over the trunk. Whether it was ass or vagina, these two Africans were about to poke their black poles in white flesh.
Moans, screams, yelps and pleas are only melodic sounds over an African plain. Outside of the four Africans and two white women, only the wildlife could hear anything.
Soon, this strange safari would be headed to the labor camp. Mother and daughter thought they were going home. The Africans knew differently. White flesh on the African plain would be shared by many.