Rebecca's visit to the village has life long consequences.
I was beginning to believe his mumbo jumbo, and it scared me. Was I under a spell? Is that why I sucked the black boy's cocks today. I sat, thought about it, and decided to come clean with Iggy about everything happening to me. I grabbed another beer and sat back down by the fire pit. My mom and dad said goodnight and went to their tent, and Iggy left simultaneously, stopping me from talking to him. I drank a few beers, sitting there until it was pitch dark.
I looked at the flames and thought when suddenly Zafra and Enzi sat down on either side of me. Zafra, laying a bedroll on the stump. No one spoke, so we just sat there. Enzi took the can from me when I finished my beer, leaned in, and kissed me. I cupped his cheek, kissing him back as I felt Zafra kiss my neck.
"Umm, I moaned softly.
My head was turned, and I kissed Zafra as Enzi pulled up my t-shirt. I lifted my arms over my head, and we broke our kiss off as my t-shirt was pulled over my head and my arms. Enzi began sucking my nipple as Zafra, and I resumed our kiss.
"Oh God, what's happening to me," I cried out before Zafra's mouth covered my lips.
I was on fire, I wanted cocks inside me so bad, I couldn't think straight.
"Umm, umm, fuck me," I whispered to them.
The men stood up, and Enzi offered me his hand and stood up. Zafra bent down and lowered my panties; I stepped out of them. I walked with them as they led me out of camp. We walked until the camp was out of sight, and Zafra rolled out the bedroll on a grassy mound. I dropped to my knees and pulled their shorts down. They stood in front of me as I kissed and licked their cocks till they were both rocks hard. I was extended a hand and stood up. Zafra dropped on the bedroll and motioned me over; I straddled him and knelt over his waist.
I raised, and he aligned his cock in my fuck hole; I was sloppy wet, and his cock head slipped inside me, but his shaft was so fat his progress stopped.
"Fuck is your cock fat, " I said as I wiggled my waist, trying to help it along.
Zafra began bouncing me on his cock, and slowly, it began to stretch my tight pussy out.
"Oh, oh God, I moaned as my pussy wall expanded and his cock sunk inside my hungry twat.
Zafra began to fuck me, and Enzi pushed my shoulder and forced me to bend over on Zafra's chest. I felt something cold on my bunghole, and the tip of his fat footlong cock pressed against it. He pushed forward, and the lube proved too much, and the head of his cock popped into my asshole.
"Oh, go slow, big boy," I moaned as my arms hugged my head.
I began to roll my hips, forcing their cocks in and out of my buzzing holes. Their cocks sank deeper and deeper inside my holes, and I wanted to fuck. I humped both cocks as fast as I could as I began to lose it.
"Yeah fuck me fuck me," I cried out.
Their foot-long cocks were almost buried in me, Enzi was ball deep in my ass, but Zafra had a few inches to go; I could tell he was at my cervix because it hurt when he thrust. I decided to solve that problem, and I sat on his cock, driving it violently into my womb. The pain was incredible, but it drove me to a massive orgasm. My body shook violently, and my holes tingled as a wave of pleasure washed over me.
"Oh, oh, fuck, I'm coming, fuck me fuck me like the Kabye did," I screamed.
The brother's cocks roared in and out of my holes as I tried to keep up rolling my hips.
"Oh, God, yes, fuck me harder," I cried out.
Zafra yelled out in his native language, and I felt his massive pipe throb in my pussy, and I knew he was pumping his fertile sperm into my baby maker. The fact I wasn't protected didn't faze me a bit.
"Yeah, come in me, fill me up like they did," I wailed.
Enzi was next to scream out as his balls pumped their hot jizz into my bowels. We collapsed in a heap, and as we recovered, the boys recovered quickly, and they switched, and we fucked again, all three of us coming hard. The young African brothers were insatiable and could fuck again in less than ten minutes. We fucked all night long, the brothers carrying me to my tent as the sun was beginning to peak over the horizon. When I finally woke up, I felt like I'd been hit by a truck. I managed to stand; my ass and pussy were screaming at me just like last week, I thought. My pussy and asshole were sore to the touch, just like before. My eyes shot open.
"Oh my God, the Kaybe had me and fucked me," I screamed.
I sat on my cot and began sobbing uncontrollably. When I heard a knock on my tent door, it was Iggy.
"The Kabye," I wailed as It all came flooding back.
"Oh God, no," Iggy said excitedly.
It all came flooding back to me, and I revealed to Ben what happened. I told him every detail I could remember. I even told him I'd been fucking Enzi and Zafra since I met them, but I initiated it and not be mad at them. When I explained I was a virgin when I came here, he got a concerned look on his face.
" You're under the witch doctor's spell; I'd bet on it," he said.
I just cried and cried as he held me. The memory of my night in the village became more vivid as I thought about it. He finally laid me down, and I fell asleep. Iggy left and went to talk to Enzi and Zafra, recounting our time together last night. They told him I would scream out during sex about the Kabye and that I had their mark on my body.
Iggy waited until I was awake and took me back to my tent.
"Becca, there's something you need to see," He said seriously.
"What?" I asked, getting excited.
"You have to take your underwear off," He said
"Seriously," I asked.
"Yes, I'm serious; you have to see this," Iggy said.
I stepped out of my underwear, and Iggy knelt between my legs; he had a small mirror with him.
"Spread your legs a little," he ordered.
Iggy looked at my pussy, pushing my labia to one side and then the other.
"Umm, Iggy, will you fuck me right now?" I asked, feeling super horny.
"Jesus, Becca, no, here it is," Iggy said, pushing my labia to one side. He positioned the mirror.
"Look, Becca," Iggy Ordered.
There on my labia was a crude drawing of a Kabye warrior with his cock hanging below his knee; on his head was the ceremonial ram's skull I had worn.
"Oh my God, wash it off, get it off me I screamed.
Iggy tried to rub it off, but it wouldn't budge,
"I'm sorry, Rebecca; it's permanent. It's a tattoo, and the ink is in your skin.
"Oh, no, no, cut it out of me," I screamed.
"We can't do that, Becca; you'd get an infection and die.
"What does it mean?" I cried, sitting on my bed.
"I don't know; it could just be a reminder of your time with them, or it could be a curse of some kind," Iggy pondered.
We didn't break camp that day; Iggy planned an excursion into the bush, looking for wild animals, but I wasn't interested. I wanted to stay behind. I had to fight with Iggy and my parents to let me stay. They finally relented, and their jeep roared off into the bush. I was sitting in my tent when Enzi and Zafra walked past my tent. I got up and followed them, wearing just my tube top; I never got around to putting on my panties. I followed them through the bush for almost an hour; they finally stopped and let me catch up. We came around a large grove of trees and a large village.
We walked into the main street; people paid no attention to the brothers, but every eye was trained on me. We walked into a market full of people, shopping at booths, and men sold stuff out of stalls. Men would talk to the brothers and look at me, but I had no idea what was happening. I stopped and looked at things as men spoke to me, looking at my bald pussy; some men touched it, and it was already wet. I kept looking at the stuff in the vendors' shops, but a while later, when I looked around, I didn't see Zafra or Enzi. I yelled their names, but they didn't answer. I hurried through the market and into the village, calling for them as I walked. I walked down a path and saw a group of men standing around smoking pipes. I walked up to them.
"Excuse me, Enzi, Zafra," I said.
One of the men smiled and pointed down the street, which looked like it led to the jungle. I walked down the road, calling the brothers out, noticing that the group of men was following me. I walked past the last huts, and all I saw was a barn and some animals. I stopped as the men approached, all smiling at me. One of them pointed at the barn.
"Enzi, Zafra?" I asked.
The same man pointed at the barn; I looked at them wearily, a group of twelve men of varying ages. I slowly walked up to the barn and opened the door. The door at the far end was open, and a group of men were playing a game of some sort. They saw me and stopped walking toward me. I looked behind me, and the other men stood in the doorway, blocking my exit.
My head was spinning; where were Zafra and Enzi? Why did they leave me? I tried to back into a stall but tripped and landed on my butt in a thick pile of hay, resting on my elbows, legs spread apart, my bald pussy glistening in the sun. A man dropped to his knees between my legs and took off his robe.
"Holy fuck," I screamed; his cock was enormous, bigger than Zafra and Enzi's by a lot.
I looked around at the men as they prepared to see me get fucked good. I figured there were at least twenty of them. I felt the monster cock slide through my labia, and I tried to scoot back away from it. The man grabbed my ankles and pulled me back in place; I was now lying down in the hay. I felt his cock at the entrance to my vagina, the head was massive. He pushed it into my cunt.
"Ah, ah, ah, I cried out as he split me open,
"Oh, oh, oh fuck," I screamed as he pushed forward again, and his cock began to slide inside my sopping wet pussy.
He pulled back and slowly fed his massive cock inside me, and when he bottomed out, he began to fuck me. My body lunged back and forth as the walls of my pussy struggled to accept it.
"Oh, yeah, God, I'm so full of cock, fuck me fuck me King," I wailed in pleasure.
As my body rocked back and forth, I looked again at the men; they all had their cocks out stroking them, all of them in the double XL size. I felt my pussy would explode. It was so full of cock.
Oh, oh, yeah, everyone fuck me. Please fuck me, I cried as my pussy was pummeled. The man's cock shot thru my cervix, and I cried out as I came.
"Yes, yes, make me cum, make me cum," I moaned loudly.
I wrapped my legs around the man's back as my body convulsed during my orgasm.
I cried and wailed as different men took their place between my welcoming legs. The men fucked me and came and then left or stayed to see how many men I could fuck. Only three men were left in the barn with me the last time I looked. I had been having rolling orgasms and was delirious and spent. I was awakened by Enzi shaking my shoulder; they helped me up and carried me back to camp, putting me in my tent before the others got back.
I didn't wake up until the following day, having a rough night reliving the thoughts of the train I just pulled and my time with the Kabye. I kept thinking, what is wrong with me? Why am I doing this? I fell into a state of depression over it, which made me act out more.
We moved our camp with a week left on our safari, and the days were filled with tours, and the nights were quiet for a few days because my pussy felt like it was welded shut. Finally, I couldn't hold off Enzi and Zafra; they were horny young boys and wanted pussy. I explained that I wanted them to bring the porters and the cook to the fire pit when everyone was asleep. I was naked at the fire pit, they wanted to go out of the camp to fuck, but I didn't care anymore, so they fuckeked me on the bedroll by the fire pit.
I let them fuck me until they were too tired or they couldn't get it up anymore. That happened every night until we were ready to leave. When we were back in town, we had two days at the hotel until our flight home. My first shower was amazing; I stayed under it for almost an hour. My parents went sightseeing in town, but I stayed behind. I dressed in a mini skirt and tube top and headed to the lobby. The restaurant was empty, but when I looked into the bar, I saw it was hopping. I walked in, avoiding the bartender, and found a group of six men sitting at a table in the back. I walked up to their table and sat down; the men stopped talking and looked at me.''
"Hi, guys, care to buy a poor girl a drink," I said, smiling.
: Well, sure, young lady. What would you like?" one said in English but with an African accent.
I'll have a beer," I said. as the men looked me over.
"So, what are you guys doing today? Anything fun?" I asked as the man returned with my beer.
"Nothing fun; we're here for an engineer conference, " he said.
"Oh, cool. Are there a lot of guys at the conference? I probed, sipping my beer.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe five hundred, He answered.
"Oh, wow, that's a lot of horny men; I mean a lot of men," I turned red.
"The men laughed as my pussy stirred under the table.
"What are you doing in a bar, young lady," another asked me.
"I'm bored, my parents are out, and I'm looking for guys to play with," I said naively.
"Oh really," another one said.
"Yeah, do you guys want to come to my room and play?" I asked, sipping on my beer.
"And what would we play?" another asked.
"How about hide the weenie?" I said coyly.
"How old are you, cupcake," I was asked.
"Eighteen," I replied.
OK, which one of us do you want to play with?" one of them asked.
"Why all of you, of course," I said, standing up.
The men stood up and followed me out of the bar and into the elevator. On our way up, I asked them.
"Do you have some more friends you'd like to invite," I asked softly.
"Holy shit, really, how many more?" One suprised man asked.
" Umm, fifteen, but no more than twenty; tell them room fourteen-hundred," I said without changing my facial expression.
A man took out his phone and started talking.
"Oh, yeah, black guys only," I clarified.
The man started talking, and I heard him say fifteen and my room number.
"OK, young lady, they'll be here in an hour," he said excitedly.
"We should go to one of our rooms. I'd feel better about that," one of them offered.
"Yeah, we can fuck anywhere you guys want to," I agreed.
We decided to go to their room on the fifteenth floor, and that info was conveyed to the men coming later to meet with me. I walked into the room, took off my clothes, and jumped in the bed, and that started two days of continuous fucking for me. Men came and went, and I serviced them all. I left their room in the late afternoon and began entertaining men in my room until I passed out sometime after midnight.
There was a steady stream of black men in and out of my room until my mom knocked on the door.
"Rebecca, we're leaving for the airport in twenty minutes," she alerted me.
"OK, Mom, I'll meet you in the lobby," I yelled.
I fucked till the last minute and then grabbed my bag and ran down to the lobby, cum dripping from my pussy and butt. Once back home, I peed on the stick, which confirmed what I already knew: I was pregnant. I was forced to sit my parents down and tell them the whole story. It broke their heart, being devout Christians, that their daughter was a slut and nympho. They made me find a therapist to see regularly to help me through this nightmare.
I found a young black therapist, but our first few sessions weren"t too productive. But when we began fucking for the entire hour, things got better. I had the baby, a ten-pound boy; of course, he was half-African. I struggled for a period after that until one day, walking my baby through the park, I met a black man. I followed him home, and we fucked, and he invited some friends over, and I pulled a train for them. Afterward, I was at his house, entertaining black men in the back bedroom all the time. I'd walk into a house full of men and leave when the house is empty.
I began collecting tips from the men, two dollars here, five dollars there. And in no time, I had enough money for a plane ticket to Africa and enough for a guide. I arrived in Africa on a Monday, and on Wednesday, I arrived in the Kabye village. For some reason, they weren't suprised to see me. I married the King's three sons. OK, not really, but they fuck me all the time. The witch doctor looks over me and makes sure I have a steady supply of black cock. The King's daughter is teaching me the language, and I've made it clear to the witch doctor that my goal is to fuck every man in the village. He just clapped his hands and smiled.