My husband and I traveled to Africa for our honeymoon. I did not know that he was also on a quest to find a rumored herb or drug that would increase the size of his penis.
Our African Expedition to find a penis enhancing elixir
Summary: A young married couple take a guided trip to Zambia, in Africa. The husband’s goal was to find the village reported to have a special elixir that causes a man’s penis to grow large. The wife spends the week with the Chief of the village and finds out that size does matter.
The story:
My husband, James, and I are a young married couple, and we both just graduated from college. While in school, we both studied the anthropology of African cultures. James is 22 and I am a year younger. I am slim with blonde hair and am lucky to have nice size breasts with dark pink nipples. My nipples are very prominent and responsive when I get aroused.
Our honeymoon was a two-week trip to Zambia, on the continent of Africa. We wanted to visit some of the cultures that we had learned about in school. James organized everything and did all the planning. He arranged for a Guide to meet us after we landed and take us into the bush to see the country.
I did not learn until later that one of my husband’s side goals of this trip was to find the mysterious elixir, or drug, or herb that helped African men grow very large penises. Unfortunately, James’ prick is on the small side, and he has always been self-conscious about it. I’ve told him size did not matter. I will admit that I eventually changed my mind on this statement.
We hired a Guide who arranged an overland safari to go deep in the wilderness of the country. The Guide arranged for the food and drivers for the vehicles to take us to the interior. We were headed to a specific village for a reason that James kept to himself. It took two days of rough travel to make it to that village.
We eventually rolled into the village that James planned to visit. The village was near a lovely river with a waterfall nearby. There were large rocks at the base of the falls, and the native girls were washing clothes, and bathing in the rushing water. The water was very inviting, and I wanted to wash off the grime and dust of our travel. The river looked cool and refreshing but I did not think to bring a swimsuit on this trip. Our Guide encouraged me to do like the natives here do and swim naked in the water. I was very modest and did not want to skinny dip, but the lure of the running water was too much. I walked to the water’s edge, stripped down, and dove in.
I swam until I was tired, then laid out on a large flat boulder to dry in the sun. My skin felt alive since it was unencumbered with clothing. My cunt lips tingled from their first exposure to sunlight since I had never skinny dipped before. My nipples became hard and sensitive as I lay on my back, with the sun beating down on my chest. When I got too warm, I rolled off the rock and back into the cool water. There were young native men who gathered close by to watch me. I normally would have been incensed by the lack of privacy they gave me, but I decided to become more like the native girls and ignore their stares. Actually, I was flattered. I noticed that the men, like the girls and women in the river all were naked. The men seemed to either have erections or were partially aroused, because all the penises I saw were quite large.
After I was refreshed, and changed into clean clothes, the Guide introduced us to the Chief of the village. The Chief took one look at my blonde hair and smiled. He touched my hair in approval. He said, in broken English, that I was a beautiful woman. The Chief was quickly interested in me and said they were throwing a feast in our honor. Little did I know he had plans to lure James away and try to seduce me.
There was a ceremony that night where roasted pig and vegetables were served. They brought us some kind of beverage that had a tangy taste. The drink was an alcoholic beverage with some kind of hallucinogenic properties added in. Both James and I soon felt the effects of the drink.
After we ate, there was a dance ceremony. The Chief had given me an outfit to wear to the dinner. It was a grass skirt and a collar of beads that went around my neck and hung down to just above my breasts. I told James that I could not go to the dinner without wearing a shirt, but he persuaded me to absorb the culture and wear the traditional clothing like the other women of the village. I reluctantly agreed. When I walked out of our hut, my breasts swayed side to side with each step since they were not bound by a bra or a shirt. After I got used to the feel, I began to love the freedom of movement that my breasts now had.
The tribal women were wearing the same type of grass skirt that I had been provided. And they wore similar beaded necklaces, that did not cover their breasts. They danced directly in front of the Chief, the Guide, James and me. They tried to coax me into dancing, but I was too shy to do it. You could see thru the strands of the grass skirts that all of us females were wearing, and each dancer’s private parts were fully visible. The only difference between my pussy and the native girl’s was that I had a totally shaved cunt while theirs were all naturally furry.
There also was an assembly of young males who got up and danced in front of me and our group. They were all trim and muscular and had feathers and leather straps decorating their arms and ankles. They wore no clothing, except for a tiny loincloth that barely covered their penises if they were not moving. As soon as they began to dance, their large penises would be exposed, swaying to their body movements. I could not help but stare at these impressive male appendages. I realized that the rumors were true about this part of the continent where the men grew very large genitalia. As the men danced my lust began to build and I blatantly stared at their crotches which were just a few paces from my face. My cunt was getting wet and since I was not wearing panties my cooch continually dripped moisture.
The women dancers got James up and he danced with them, and he was soon led away by several of them. I was talking with the Guide and the Chief at that time and my senses were a bit dulled by the beverages, so I really did not notice that James was gone. The attention I was receiving from the Chief was a bit overwhelming, so I guess I just stopped thinking about James’ whereabouts.
As the evening went on, I could not help but study the Chief. He was tall, lean and muscular. I could not judge his age since he had no facial wrinkles or graying hair. He had command of the village but never raised his voice. Everyone came at his call. He had a big, friendly smile and seemed quite nice. I wished he and I could communicate better, but his English was limited. I used the Guide as my interpreter to get information from the Chief, but there were intimate questions I would have loved to ask that I could not dare to thru an interpreter.
The Guide told me that the Chief invited me to come with him to his hut to have another drink and to show me his dwelling. I did not want to do that without James, but my husband was still nowhere to be seen. I asked the Guide where James was, and he told me that the native girls took him off to be entertained. I was angry, but the Guide said it was a common way to treat a visitor. The Chief wanted to treat me equally well, according to the Guide. The beverages I had been drinking were clouding my brain and before I knew, I was walking side by side with the Chief to his hut. My breasts and chest were a bright light pink color due to my arousal and the drink. I did not seem capable of resisting the Chief and his amorous intentions.
The Guide showed me into the Chief’s hut. There were colorful woven rugs on the floor and a few candles burning which gave a soft glow inside the structure. The Guide motioned for me to sit and so I sat cross legged on the rug, in front of the Chief. I knew that my bare pussy was easily seen thru the scant leaves of the grass skirt, but there was no other way for me to sit comfortably. I could tell when the Chief occasionally glanced at my crotch which caused more moisture to flood from it. We had more of the beverage and soon my brain was cloudy, and I became giddy. The Guide told me the Chief wanted me for the night. I told the Guide that I could not do that since I was married. But the Guide reminded me that James was getting serviced by several young native girls right now. The Chief and the Guide spoke briefly, then the Guide looked at me and said I should enjoy the situation, then winked. He left.
The Chief stood in front of me and extended his hand. I tried to avoid looking at his crotch since his penis was exposed and bobbing, with a mind of its own, as he stood there. It was by far the largest penis I had ever seen. It was uncircumcised and a very dark brown. It was magnificent and dangled right in front of my face. I could not fight the urge. I stood up and kissed the Chief. Then, my hands found his manhood and toyed with it, as if it could not be real. No man really has that large of a penis. And it was not even hard yet. There was something about the Chief that was overwhelming to me. I did not know if he had pheromones that I was detecting, or if it was just his charisma, but there was something irresistible about him. I looked in his eyes and kissed him deeply. My hands held his face as my lips crushed against his. The Chief held my bare butt cheeks with both of his large hands and squeezed me against him. My breasts were pressed against his dark skin.
The contrast of our skin colors was evident, even in the low light. To me, it was quite exotic to be nearly naked as I kissed a similarly naked black man whom I had just met that day. I could not fight my lust, so I broke off the kiss and fell to my knees. I took his penis in my hand and guided it to my open mouth. I delicately began licking and sucking the end of it. The diameter of his cock was so large I could barely get it into my mouth. So, I licked and slobbered all over it then rubbed the fleshy member against my lips and cheeks. As I stroked his male tool it became longer and stiff. The foreskin pulled back and revealed a pinkish tip to his shaft. I tasted the pre-cum and as I did, I knew there was no way I would deny myself the pleasure of being fucked by this massive dick. I was compelled to mate with the Chief. His penis seemed to have some magical effects on me, like the potion in the beverages that we were served at the dinner ceremony.
I used both hands to stroke his length and spat on it to keep it slicked up. I could feel it pulse in my hands as I held the fleshy appendage. I traced the large vein on his cock with my tongue. I held his shaft up and snuggled up under it and stuffed my nose in his ball sack. He had a musky, sweaty odor to his testicles and it was intoxicating to me. I shoved my face in his crotch and inhaled deeply.
I was not on any birth control since we planned to start a family as soon as we were done with school. But I was suddenly horny and needed to feel that shaft inside me, regardless of the risks or consequences. If I became pregnant from this trip, it was James to blame since he was the one who planned the trip and ran off with the native girls, leaving me alone with the Chief.
My eyes could not focus well. I vainly attempted to deep throat the Chief’s penis, but it was simply too large to fit down my throat. I pushed my mouth against him and clamped down my lips to make him climax. I wanted to taste his cum in the worst way. I stroked him with both hands and felt him grab my head and began to fuck my face. His huge prick was being jammed to the back of my throat. Suddenly the Chief climaxed, and an explosion of sperm blasted out the end of his member. The Chief’s spunk flooded my mouth and even blew out my nose as the copious liquid poured from his huge prick. I had cum dripping from my mouth and nose before I could start to swallow any of it. My eyes began watering, and I choked since I could not swallow fast enough to keep up with his torrent. I almost passed out.
He pulled out of my mouth and helped me lay down on the woven ground cover. I was panting rapidly, coughing and reeling from the oral assault. I could not believe the amount of jizz the Chief had produced. My legs were bent and spread apart. The grass skirt was not really covering any of my womanly charms, but I did not care. The Chief then lay down in front of my prone body and began licking my cunt with vigor. He apparently loved the taste of a white woman’s cunt. I later heard that he had been with several white women travelers after the rumor of the penis enhancing elixir had spread. Women wanted their men to have larger penises and were bringing their men to his village to get the treatment.
The Chief used his tongue to explore my delicate labias. My cunt was red and swollen with lust and flushed with my own wetness. The Chief lapped up my juices. He inserted two fingers inside my twat as he licked my enlarged clit. He lodged his fingers inside me up to the knuckles and worked them in and out of my wet hole. I was reeling from the frantic attention and had an explosive climax. I spewed cunt juices all over the Chief’s face as he was buried in my crotch. Later, after recalling the details of my tryst with the Chief, I wondered if the native girls here also squirt.
After the Chief and I took a few moments to catch our breath, I crawled up on top of his prone body. I straddled his torso. His penis was again standing straight forward from his crotch, so I scooted up to it. I positioned my vagina and clitoris to be right up against his member and rubbed myself with his manhood. I almost had another climax but controlled my desires long enough to raise up on my knees. The Chief’s huge penis was poised just under me, and I aimed it at my married, available pussy. It was dripping with anticipation. I looked down at the Chief and he smiled back at me, then I slowly lowered my pelvis down onto his shaft. The head of his dick was nearly too large to penetrate my opening. But I used more of my body weight to push against his shaft which began to squeeze into my cunt. I paused to let my muscles adjust for his girth, then continued easing down on this massive penis. It took several moments, but finally I bottomed out on his tool. I could feel his crinkly pubic hair tickling my tender, stretched out flesh. I ground my clit on his pubic bone and within a few moments had a crushing orgasm. I collapsed against his chest to catch my breath.
I looked down at the Chief from my perch on his crotch and smiled. Then placed my palms on his muscled chest and lifted up. I dragged his penis nearly out of my slit, then eased back down. I did this a dozen times until my cunt loosened up enough to take the strokes as I fucked him. I was controlling the tempo and the depth of his cock as I crammed it into my vagina. I could feel him push past the opening to my cervix as I buried him inside me.
The Chief grabbed me and rolled me to the side and re-positioned himself behind me. I was now on my knees and the giant prick was lodged in my wet cunt. He grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and used it as a weapon to pull my body back against his prick. He was impaling himself as far into me as possible. I was almost overcome by the pleasure. I had never experienced a fucking like this in my life. I never knew that a giant cock would make such a difference for pleasurable love making. But we were not making love, we were vigorously fucking each other.
I could feel him speed up and frantically spear his shaft inside me. He began grunting like a feral animal and spewed jets of cum inside my vaginal walls. His spunk was forced into every corner of my cunt, filling my cervix with potent sperm. I could feel the excess jizz spilling out of my cunt and leak around my pussy lips. I never recalled ever being filled with so much spunk. The Chief had flooded me with his manly sperm.
We collapsed on the rug with the Chief’s penis still lodged inside me. We spooned together, breathing hard, and savoring the feelings of our post-orgasmic condition. Eventually I fell asleep, with the Chief’s shaft still embedded between my thighs.
The next morning, I woke up in the Chief’s hut. He was laying next to me, still asleep. I looked around the hut to study the interior. It was a simple structure with vent flaps to let in fresh air and a door that was just a larger flap also. The villagers had simple needs for both dress and shelter. I was still feeling frisky, so I crawled over the Chief and took his soft penis in my mouth. In no time his prick was stiff and fully erect. I wanted to taste his cum again, so I worked his prick with my fists and mouth. The Chief woke up with my lips on his prick and smiled at my effort. In no time, he grabbed my head and blasted another load of sperm into my waiting mouth. I was able to swallow all of it this time, except for the jizz that leaked out at the end. I collapsed on to his chest and fell back asleep.
The first morning after I slept with the Chief, I went back to my hut to get a few of my trinkets to wear and found my husband asleep and alone. He woke up and asked how my evening went. I just smiled and said the Chief and I got to know each other quite well. James said “good, I want him to provide me the mixture that will grow bigger dicks”. I just looked puzzled. I did not know anything about this goal of the trip. But if there really was a compound that is found in this area that will cause a penis to get larger, I was all for it. James told me, “Now that you are his friend, you can help convince him to give us this concoction”.
I slept with the Chief the remainder of the time that my husband and I stayed in the village. He and I fucked several times each day, and my pussy became accustomed to being penetrated by his huge manhood. It was a week of pure sexual bliss, and I became a willing slave to his massive cock. I could not imagine being more sexually fulfilled than what I was experiencing with the Chief.
Each morning, I would walk to the river to bathe. I removed my grass skirt and washed my hair and skin in the cool water. I wanted to stay fresh and ready for whenever the Chief wanted me. Each day I tried to wash out the sperm that had been injected in my cunt from the night before. It was my weak attempt to keep from getting pregnant from my decadent activity with the Chief. I dried off in the sun, dressed in my native grass skirt, and went back to the village. I had now fully adopted the clothing and lifestyle of the villagers.
We left a week later and returned to the U.S. James learned that there was no magical formula to help grow a larger male penis. It was all a myth. It turns out that a large penis, just like being tall, or skin color, is an inherited trait. And no elixir is going to grow a big dick on a man. James was very disappointed. I was too, since I now would now be stuck, for the rest of my married life, fucking James and his small dick.
But that turned out not to be quite true. I ended up getting pregnant by the village Chief. Nine months later I had a lovely dark brown baby boy. He is the love of my life and James never knew, until my son popped out, that he was not the father. So, when my son gets old enough, I am gonna teach him all about how he came to be. I plan to fuck my son so I can once again experience the pleasures of having a huge black dick embedded inside me. I can hardly wait for him to grow up.