“Relax, sweetheart,” he moaned. “Don’t fight it.”
Two of the biggest cocks on the continent wanted to enter me at the same time, and I was supposed to relax? Tarzan held the oil. I must have looked petrified because his expression softened. He spoke to me.
“What’s he saying?”
“He says they won’t hurt you, Miss Tennent.”
“Thank you, Carlos.” He hammered a native from behind.
Everyone in the room was engaged in sexual activity. The drums took on a strange, hypnotic quality. We were all worshipping at the altar of sex, praying to the god of intercourse. Evelyn held a woman’s head to her crotch as she thrust her snatch into her face.
“Oh, yes,” she breathed. “Let them take you, darling. Don’t spoil the fun for every one. We want to watch it happen.”
She got on her knees and offered up her ass. A native spread her cheeks apart. I was shocked to see how large Evelyn’s hole had become. Due to Njambi’s huge cock, her anus had opened up considerably. Oil was being poured over this area and several fingers were inserted at once.
“Oooh…that’s nice,” she moaned.
Tarzan kissed me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, heady and provoking. Njambi rubbed oil on my shoulder and breasts. My hair was greasy now, but it didn’t matter. The white-ape began to finger me, pressing deeply into my slit. I moaned. Njambi’s large hands caressed my breasts. I could feel his enormous cock pushing against my back. He lay on the pelt and held his member. Tarzan gave him the bowl of oil, and he lubricated the long shaft until it glistened.
“Get on that cock, honey,” groaned Max. “You’re gonna like it.” A native worked his penis aggressively. He looked like he was about to shoot his load. “Be a good girl, and ride it.”
I flung a leg over and hesitated. “I…I don’t know about this.”
“You’ll love it, darling,” said Evelyn. She was being thoroughly reamed. The woman had her entire fist inside my chaperone’s ass. It was being rotated around and around. “Oh, God, yes. More! Fuck me more!” She threw her head forward, and her hair fell to the floor. “I love it! It feels so good.”
I glanced apprehensively at the warrior. He grasped my hips and brought me over him. I sat on his shaft, and I could feel it throbbing and twitching under my ass. Tarzan rubbed oil on my lower back. His hand dipped to my bottom, and he slathered the silken fluid over my cheeks. I began to tingle and burn in my pussy. Njambi indicated I should rise a bit. I did so, and he grabbed his cock. I felt it at my womanly entrance and gasped. How was that going to get in there? Tarzan stroked my clit producing wickedly stirring sensations that made my vaginal muscles clench.
“Oh! Jesus! Yeah!” Max shouted. His spunk squirted in plentiful streams. The native held her mouth open to receive it. The whiteness of the cream was a stark contrast to the blackness of her face. He showered her with the fluid. “Oh, yeah. Eat my cum, bitch.” He groaned loudly.
I lowered myself onto the warrior’s massive tool. It was poised at my entrance, and the head slipped in easily. I had been expecting it to hurt, but it didn’t at all. My passage widened with each half-inch. Tarzan’s finger continued to slide across my hot spot, teasing and stimulating.
“Oh, my God.”
The feeling was outrageous. Njambi’s eyes were half lidded with pleasure. He groaned as I continued to lower myself. The sounds of lovemaking and the rhythmic beating of drums filled my ears. The ambiance was surreal and dreamlike. Someone was smoking cannabis. The pungent smell lingered heavily in the air. We had all became savages. The beast had been unleashed within each of us, as we fucked without modesty or shame.
The warrior’s cock was now fully embedded. It felt wickedly huge as it began to move, sliding in and out. Tarzan’s finger massaged my anus while oil dripped down my inner thighs.
“Ooohh…it feels so good.” This was a pleasant surprise.
“I knew you’d like it, darlin’.” Max looked exhausted, yet happy. He watched me with interest. “I knew you’d get that cock in you.”
“It feels so good,” I murmured.
“I bet it does. You enjoy him, honey.”
“I will.”
Tarzan pushed me gently onto the warrior’s chest. I could feel him behind me, his hands on my cheeks, spreading the mass of flesh, opening my anus for his appraisal. I’d never been touched there before, and I didn’t know if I would like it. His finger slid over my hole, and he inserted the tip. I gasped. Njambi thrust up into my pussy, delighting and thrilling me. I was being massaged from the inside out. My inner walls were throbbing around him, and with each thrust, he hit something deep that tingled and flamed with sensation.
Evelyn shouted, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Oohhhh…” The fist in her ass was being drawn in and out. Then it would embed deeply and rotate from side to side. This happened over and over.
Several natives were reaching climax at the same time, and they moaned and screamed with pleasure. The white-ape’s cock pressed against my bottom, demanding entrance. I didn’t know if I would enjoy this. I gritted my teeth and buried my face in Njambi’s throat. Tarzan began to dip deeper into my tight passage. I gasped with pain. As the tip prodded, it burned the edges of my sensitive ring. How on earth did Evelyn enjoy this type of torture? She must surely be deranged. How could anyone find pleasure from this?
“Ow…it hurts.”
“Relax, darling.” Evelyn was by my side. “Once it’s in, you’ll enjoy it. It looks marvelous. They’ll have to fuck me like this later.”
Tarzan applied pressure, and it was immense. I groaned in agony. His cock was ripping me apart. “I don’t like it.”
Her hand rubbed my back soothingly. “Try to relax. Keep breathing. Let him in, and it’ll feel better.”
I screamed then because Tarzan thrust his swollen knob into me with one push. I whimpered against Njambi’s neck as tears threatened. I was being used beyond capacity.
“There, there, my dear. It’ll be better now. The head’s in. That’s always the worst.”
Only the head was in? Oh my God.
Tarzan groaned as he penetrated deeper, one inch at a time. The intrusion was immense. Njambi groaned and thrust into me. Both of my holes were filled to the brim. My bottom felt like it was being ripped apart.
“That looks outrageous,” said Max. He stared intently.
Evelyn massaged my back. “Keep breathing, darling. You’re doing wonderfully. What a lucky girl you are to have two magnificent cocks in you.”
I felt anything but lucky. I felt like I had been speared thoroughly, and my bottom was on fire. Tarzan gripped my hips and began to thrust deeper into my ass. I screamed. It was too much. How could I endure this? Njambi groaned loudly, breathing raggedly. My face remained buried in his neck as I hid myself in agony.
Tarzan shouted something in Zande.
“What did he say?” I gasped.
“He says you feel very good, Miss Tennent,” said Carlos.
“Relax. You’re far too tense,” cooed Evelyn. “Think of the pleasure you’re giving these men, darling.”
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the cock in my pussy. I could feel it moving inside of me, rubbing against my vaginal walls. Tarzan’s cock was thrusting at the same time. I preferred it when they moved separately. When they met together it was overwhelming. They must have sensed my discomfort, because they began to use me alternately, one, then the other, which felt far better. I sighed with relief.
“Yes, that’s it. Now you’re enjoying it,” said Evelyn.
My orifices were being pushed to the brink. Evelyn massaged my back as Tarzan fucked me. He breathed raggedly and uttered words I didn’t understand. His fingertips dug into the soft flesh of my bottom as he held onto me for leverage. Drops of sweat fell onto my lower back. He was plunging in so deeply I could feel his balls against my anus. He slid out only to impale me again with one long thrust. It was agony.
“Oh, it hurts.”
“Nonsense, my de
ar.”
He suddenly stiffened and shouted. Buried to the hilt, he squirted his release deep inside my ass, filling the cavern with semen.
“Marvelous,” enthused Evelyn. “You’ve pleasured him beautifully, Jane.”
I groaned with relief.
Chapter Sixteen
“Darling, you should let Njambi fuck you from a different position.”
I lifted myself from the warrior. His enormous cock slid out, glistening wet and rigid. My ass dripped semen. It ran down my inner thighs.
“Lie here,” she instructed.
I sat on the animal pelt and gasped because my bottom felt sore. Njambi knelt over me and smiled, baring sharp, terrifying teeth. He ran a finger over my slit. Spreading my legs, he came between my thighs and prodded me with his cock.
“Njambi will make you feel good, darling. You’ve given pleasure, now it’s time to receive it.”
I relaxed against the leopard pelt and sucked in a breath. “All right.”
Tarzan was sitting with Max watching. They were sharing a pipe and the smell of cannabis lingered in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of lovemaking. Others were moaning and shouting. Carlos was getting an ass pounding by a warrior, which was shocking. I’d never seen anything like that before. He gasped with pleasure. A woman tugged on his cock at the same time.
Njambi slid into me, opening my pussy wide. I felt the wonderful width of him massaging the insides of my passage with silky persistence. He drove deep, embedding himself to the balls. They slapped heavily against me. Evelyn ran a finger over my clit, and I moaned.
“Yes, my dear. That’s it. You’ll reach your peak soon. He’ll have you screaming in no time.”
Each thrust brought a fresh wave of delight. My stomach tensed, my pussy throbbed, and my breaths were shallow and labored. I gazed into Njambi’s black eyes. He stared at me with wild desire. He shouted something then.
“What’s he saying?” I sounded breathless.
“He says you’re beautiful, Miss Tennent,” said Carlos.
“Oh.”
Evelyn’s finger aroused me in such a way that my sex clenched around his shaft and pulsed. My stomach contracted and trembled with each of his thrusts.
“Yes. That’s it. Isn’t it marvelous? Isn’t he magnificent?”
“He is,” I moaned. “It’s so good.”
The warrior grasped my legs and held them up. He glanced down and watched as his huge meat slid in and out of me. Evelyn had to change positions to reach my clit. She stroked me gently as the long shaft fucked my tight hole.
“Look at the size of that thing,” murmured Max. “That’s…outrageous.”
My tunnel was being reamed. He pulled out only to sink in again to his balls and further, crushing them against me. I perceived his cock moving beneath the skin of my tummy. It was astounding how something that big could feel so good. Picking up the tempo, Njambi began to groan loudly. He grunted with each thrust.
“It feels wonderful, doesn’t it?” asked Evelyn.
I breathed, “Yes.”
“You’re a very dirty girl to be used like this. Being fucked by a heathen. You’re a filthy little slut.” Her words produced the desired affect. I throbbed around his cock. “Only a whore would take a cock this big. Only a whore would enjoy it. You’re a dirty whore, aren’t you?”
“Oh…oh…YES!” I flung my head against the pelt and gasped. Each thrust filled me to the brim and then some. The pulsing edges of climax were drawing near. “Tell me how bad I am. Tell me,” I pleaded.
“You’re being taken by an animal, by a savage, and you love it. You let a white-ape fuck your ass, and you liked it. Admit it.”
“I…did,” I gasped.
“Since the first day I fucked you with that wooden tool, you’ve been begging for it because you’re a filthy little whore.”
“Oh, Evelyn.” I was right on the edge.
“Even at thirteen you were a whore.”
That pushed me over the edge. “I love it!” I screamed and moaned uncontrollably. The force of the orgasm stole the air from my lungs and left me throbbing and gasping. I shook and shuddered, my stomach tensing. When the last dregs of pleasure had been taken from me, I collapsed tiredly.
Njambi’s tool seemed to go on forever before the tip finally emerged. It shined from my love juices. He massaged the rounded head with his thumb and forefinger.
“My dear, you aren’t finished yet. He needs to be properly serviced.”
I glanced at Evelyn. “He does?”
“Of course. He’s waiting for you. Be a good whore, and finish him off, will you?”
I sat up and looked at the foot long appendage before me, throbbing, waiting for my mouth. “Oh, my.”
“You can do it,” urged Max. He was hard again and rubbing his cock. “Make him cream, darlin’.”
Grasping the huge rod, it jerked in my hand. This organ was beyond incredible. It was a force of nature. The gods had blessed him with a tool ridiculously largesse in form and function. This was an erotic gift to all women. Those who were lucky enough to taste his bounty were fortunate indeed.
Kneeling, I took him in my hands and sucked the end. He groaned as I worked him over and over. His hands went to my head, applying gentle pressure. I ate him as aggressively as I could, but it was overkill, like a ten course meal.
“That’s it. You got it, darlin’. That’s a good girl.”
“Suck it like a whore,” demanded Evelyn. “Take it in all the way. Let it make you gag.”
I tried to bring the cock in further, but it would only go as far as the back of my throat. From there it was impossible to continue. Njambi was enjoying the attention, nonetheless. I worked him to the best of my abilities, sucking noisily. I licked my way down his lengthy shaft coating him with saliva. He groaned. I was going to suck his balls, but he withdrew his penis and pumped it before my face.
“Open your mouth, dear.”
I stuck out my tongue waiting for his cum. He worked the cock up and down, groaning loudly. His fearsome face was a mask of bliss. His slick organ smelled delightfully musky, a combination of my snatch juices and his manly scent.
“That’s it,” maintained Evelyn. “Be a good girl, and get every last drop.”
The warrior threw back his head and roared. The tiny slit at the tip opened, and a burst of hot, white fluid squirted out and speckled my tongue. The next offering was not as precise, and it sprayed my forehead and hair. Njambi groaned as another stream shot into my mouth. I swallowed copious amounts of sperm.
“What a dirty, girl,” said Evelyn. “Eat it like a whore.”
“Get every last drop,” encouraged Max.
I licked his cock first down one side, then the other, until I had cleaned him thoroughly. There was semen on my forehead and chin. It seemed to be everywhere. I glanced at Njambi, and he grinned broadly.
“You’ve pleased him very well, my dear.”
“I’d say so.”
“Now, get over here and ride my cock,” said Max.
I turned to my fiancé as my sex clenched pleasurably. “I’d love to.”
The End
Epilogue
My father, being the great white chief, married Max and I. We stayed with him for a year. During this time, we engaged in weekly orgies and indulged our carnal delights to the fullest. My husband and Tarzan frequently fucked me at the same time, and I’d learned to thoroughly enjoy it.
Evelyn stayed with Njambi and bore him a son. I found myself pregnant as well, but I unfortunately miscarried the baby. It was after that loss that Max and I decided to depart Africa. I left knowing I would never see my father again. He was going to stay in his village and continue on as chief. He loved his adopted homeland. I sent mother a letter detailing these circumstances and my decision to go to America and become a homesteader’s wife. I bade Evelyn farewell. She was going to stay with Njambi.
I would miss Tarzan. We had grown close over the last year, and I sometimes felt mysel
f married to him as well. I had worked tirelessly to teach him English, and he spoke it now, albeit brokenly.
The adventure must come to an end. My experiences in Africa will live on forever in my memory. I cherish the lovers and friends that have crossed my path. They’ve enriched my life beyond measure. I wish to focus on starting a family and establishing a home in the new world. The natives in America are known as Indians. Max says they are wild, dangerous, bloodthirsty heathens. The west has yet to be tamed.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
A preview of
Siren Island: Shipwrecked
by Virginia Wade
We were reunited with passengers of The Lady Jane; among them were several crewmembers, two men, the reverend, Jack, and several women. We were a sorry lot, damp, tired, and thirsty. An industrious passenger cracked open several coconuts, and we drank the sweet nectar and ate the contents.
At the earliest opportunity, I wandered into the palm trees, giving myself the privacy I needed to remove my corset. I was able to untie it without having to take my dress off. The relief I felt was immediate. A branch snapped behind me, and I spun around.
“Oh, my!” It was Jack. He eyed my corset, which I had left on the ground.
“That’s not proper now is it, Miss Wordsworth?”
“Um…it’s impolite to sneak up on people, Mr. Carlyle.” The intense way he looked at me sent little shivers down my spine.
“I’ve been meaning to have a word with you.” The front part of his trousers had grown, the brown material stretching over his unmentionables.
“I’m sure whatever you wish to discuss can be saved for the beach. Excuse me.” I went to pass him, but he grabbed me. “What are you doing?”
“I think we should talk.”
He pressed me to a tree. “Stop it!”
“I’ve been having lustful thoughts about you, Lucy. Since the first day I saw you standing there with your bonnet and parasol, I’ve been wonderin’ what you look like under all those clothes.”
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