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Went on a walk in the in the bush alongside river second day after I arrived for a long time wanted vacation in Africa. Had left alone cause I needed some alonetime from all stress, and a life I didn`t like at home. But now I was here in an unknown place, lost my direction and needed a break and rest. After an hour I heard noises from the bush. I couldn't see anyone, but someone was out there.. I got a bit scared and ask "hello" out in the air. But there were no respond. I crawled back towards the river to get some space.
Four steps away from the muddy river, I felt something prick the front of my thigh. I looked down and saw a black colored dart about four inches long. It hadn't gone very deep into my flesh and I easily pulled it out with a shaking hand. But the damage had already been done, the dart's had been tipped with a sedative. My vision was blurry and I fell to my knees. Before consciousness left me I saw three men emerge from the thick leaves. They were tall, dark and wore only a cloth around their waists fashioned into a pair of knotted shorts. The last thing I saw was their gleaming white teeth and eyes as they stood over me before the darkness closed in.
I felt warm. My whole front side felt hot. My eyelids were still too heavy to open, so I concentrated on what I could feel. I was swaying slightly, evenly, side to side. It felt like someone was carrying me on their back. The warmth that burned through my thin shirt was their body heat. I opened my eyes and found myself looking at the shoulder of my carrier, a very black and bare shoulder.
Fighting the effects of the dart, I groggily struggled against the arms that wrapped around my knees and supported me. My captor laughed, took a few more steps, and dropped me unceremoniously to the ground.
I landed on the ground and lost my breath. I lay looking up at the cloudless blue sky for a moment, then pushed myself up with my hands. I was in the middle of a camp, circled by round, grass huts. A few dozen nearly naked men and women closed in around me.
I looked around in panic, looking for an escape. In front of me was the largest hut, and at its entrance, an older man. He seemed to be about 60 years old judging from the gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He was dressed like the others, naked to the waist and cloth covering his hips. His face, chest and arms were covered with an intricate pattern of raised bumps. Colorful beaded necklaces hung around his neck and bracelets circled his wrists, ankles and upper arms. I felt the power from him.
I froze as he spoke to the tribe, they reacted with chants and yells. Two men came forward and stood beside me, I shrunk away from them, my body pulling itself into a fetal position. At the word of the old man, the men each grabbed one of my arms and hauled me to my feet. They pulled me towards the large hut...and the tribe leader.
I found myself dragged into the cool, shaded hut. The two men left quickly, but the hut's opening was soon filled with the old man, his bulky frame blocking out the light before the a****l hide door flap fell behind him.
Trapped inside a hut with only one way out, I was alone with a man who was over a foot taller than me, and given the belly that was hanging over his only piece of clothing, greatly outweighed me. He smiled as he came closer to me, his teeth blindingly white in the darkness.
He said something in a language I couldn't understand and motioned me with his hands to come closer to him. He slowly advanced on me, both of them on their knees thanks to the low ceiling of the hut. I flattened myself against the wall and he closed in on me.
He managed to grab hold of my ankle. His rough palmed hand wrapping around my delicate leg and pulled me towards him. I started to scream and begged him to stop, but he didn't even hesitate in pulling me against his dark skinned body.
He pinned me down with his legs and ran his hand down my shirt, ripping the buttons off as he went. His fingers snuck in between the fabric and touched my bare breasts and he leaned down to kiss me. All I could see was his white teeth and white eyes in the dim light. His black skin was darker than anyone I had seen before. I tried to evade his mouth, but it was useless.
I felt his long tongue push into my mouth at the same time I felt him rip the rest of my shirt off my body. It was too hot to wear a bra, so I was exposed to the waist, my soft porcelain skin luminous against his inky dark flesh.
I struggled again, but as I moved, I felt myself rubbing against his crotch. Through the thin cloth I felt a growing hardness pushing against my belly. Every time I moved it only aroused him more. He lifted his head and I could see the desire in his eyes. Frightened, knowing what was coming, I stopped moving, paralysed with the knowledge that this old man was going to use me.
The old man's hand dropped to my shorts and he easily ripped them off my hips. The button flying across the room and pinging against the dirt floor. My panties were dragged down my legs along with my bottoms and I was now naked with this African tribal leader.
He raised himself onto his knees, knowing I wouldn't try to escape the hut naked, and looked down at his new catch. His gaze continued downward until he got to my crotch. His eyebrows rose in surprise as he noticed that I was completely hairless.
He asked me a question I couldn't understand as his hand reached down to run over the hairless area at the top of my legs. I startled at the touch of his calloused fingers. Though my public hair normally matched my hair, I had decided to wax so I didn't have to worry about razors in the jungle.
The old man's hand continued to rub my soft, hairless mound before venturing out to other territory. His fingers slowly started to slip lower and lower, exploring between my legs. It was a shock to see his dark flesh against mine, to see his dark fingers slipping between my pussy lips.
While one of his hands explored my pussy, the other one played with my nipples. He could tell I had born c***dren, my breasts were large and heavy, with light strechmarks. He kneaded my soft white flesh and pulled on my nipples to make them stand up for him. Every once in a while he left my breasts to rub himself through his loincloth. He was getting harder and harder. I could see in his passion and behaviour that he was going to have the honor of being the first man in his tribe to breed a white woman.
He undid the knot holding his cloth cover up and it fell away, allowing his cock to spring free. I startled when it was unveiled, the size of it was something I had never seen. Still semi hard, the old man's cock was already 8 inches long and I could see that even the tribesman's long fingers could touch eachother as he lazily stroked it with one hand.
His fingers sliding along its ebony length until it got to its uncircumcised tip. The downward stroke pulled back its foreskin and showed off its massive blunt pink end. The pink tip of his cock stood in stark contrast to his dark flesh. He stroked all the way down the shaft until he got to his graying pubic hair, tight and curly against his groin, it framed his impressive cock and massive balls.
The man's fingers ran over my clit, the sensitive flesh responding instinctively to the stimulation. My clit swelled under his touch, my pussy began to prepare itself. Against my will, I felt my body begin to seek out the man's dark fingers, to guide his touch to where I wanted it most.
I felt one of his fingers slip into my wet pussy, my juices making it easy for him to enter me. He moved his thick finger in and out of my pussy, using his palm to rub my swollen clit at the same time. My hips began to move against his hand, my breathing getting rougher as I became more aroused by his touch.
His cock was fully hard now, but even fully aroused, his flesh was too heavy to stand erect, the tip curved down under its own weight. The nine inch long dark rod was topped with a pearl of precum on its pink tip.
He roughly pulled my legs around him, positioning himself between my now open thighs. My eyes were glazed with lust as I watched him through narrowed eyes in the dim light. The big black man took his cock in his hand and started to run it up and down my slit, coating me with his precum and rubbing my hard clit with its head.
I shuddered under his touch, arousing him even more as he saw my pink slit produce more juice for him. The contrast between my skin and his dark skin made him unable to wait any longer, he wanted to feel that pink flesh folding around his hard cock.
He lined up his heavy penis with my dripping hole. My head was tossing side to side now, mindless in arousal. He gave his cock one last stroke before he started to push its blunt head into my tiny, pink pussy.
I gasped in pain as my body tried to accommodate the hard cock that was pushing into me. This old tribesman's massive black cock was hard to take. I struggled and felt dizzy .
My body arched off the dirt floor as I felt the massive cock enter my pussy, forcing its way through and up inside me. Only a few inches were inside me, but I felt fully pressure. There was no way any more could fit inside me
He waited a moment for my body to get used to his presence inside me, to adjust to his width and length stretching out my pussy, and then he started to move. He rocked his hips back and forth, each time letting his head push further inside me until he felt it push against the end of my canal. He had reached my cervix.
Despite being in pain still, I felt my body responding to the man fucking me. My pussy grew wetter around him, stretching to surround his cock. My hips began to instinctively lift off the dirt floor to meet his. I could feel my pussy lips reaching the base of his cock, being stimulated by his thick, curly, grey public hair.
He started fucking me faster and harder. His thrusts so powerful they shocked me whole body, my breasts bounced against his chest. The raised markings on his body rubbing my nipples and making them harden even more. His belly pinned me to the ground under him as he claimed my pussy.
His swollen balls slapped against me with every thrust, their heaviness evidence of the cum stored in them. Watching his nearly black pole sinking into me was bringing both him and me closer to the edge. My delicate pussy lips were turning red from the abuse he was enacting on me with his bare cock. His precum was flowing out of him steadily, adding to the juiciness of my pussy and coating his cock with a white film I could see every time he pulled out before slamming his length back into my welcoming hole. With each thrust, he could see my belly swell as my body accepted him.
His sweat started to drip onto my body, both of our bodies glistening in the dim hut. Our wet flesh slapping together as he claimed my pussy with his old black cock. The tribe was still outside, no doubt able to hear my screams turn into moans of pleasure.
As he felt his balls tighten and his cum rise in them, he slammed further into my pussy. The head of his cock battering against my cervix,I could see he wanted my womb open for his black seed. My wet pussy enfolded him completely, his weight pushing me down into the ground as his cock sank into me right to the base. The head of his huge penis managing to open my womb and I screamed once again.
With a few last powerful thrusts, he buried himself inside me, his balls resting on my soft ass as the first spasms rocked through his body. His body shuddered as his cum began to pour into my wet pussy. Jet after jet of potent semen shot into my womb, filling me to the point that it started leaking around his still buried cock and drip to the dirt beneath us.
My pussy began to clench around him as I reached climax. It drew him deeper and milked his exhausted but still rock hard cock of his sperm. He stayed inside of me until the last spasm left my body and his tool began to soften.
After our breathing returned to normal, he slowly pulled himself out of my well fucked hole. My pussy was now red and gaping from having his monstrous black cock in it. His thick cum began to slowly leak out of me and travel down my ass to the floor. Though some of his semen was escaping, he had pumped enough of his black sperm inside me that I had a good chance of becoming pregnant with his black baby.
He reached over and grabbed some leaves from a nearby basket. He wiped cum off of his softening cock.
I thought that he was going to wipe the dripping semen off of me, but instead he used the leaves to push it back inside me. He grabbed new leaves and pushed them inside me, trapping his cum deep inside my belly and keeping his virile sperm in close contact with my fertile eggs.
I was still in shock as I came to terms with what had happened to me. I had been d**gged, a*****ed, brought into the jungle, and used.
The old man covered himself back up in the loincloth before hauling me out of the hut. I stood naked in front of the whole tribe, cumcovered, and dirt smearing my body. The tribe celebrated around me.
Their chief had just tamed the first white woman, the evidence of it was still leaking out of my pussy. Now that I was tamed, I would be given to the best warrior of the tribe.
A tall man came forward. He was over 6 1/2 feet tall and was quite slim. His lanky body was corded with powerful muscles that moved smoothly beneath his scarred flesh. Just like the chief, he had raised bumps covering his arms and chest, they even disappeared beneath his loincloth.
I was terrified of what was happening. The chief was handing me over to this new man. I didn't knew it yet, but I was just at the start of my journey of being a sex slave for the tribe.
Four steps away from the muddy river, I felt something prick the front of my thigh. I looked down and saw a black colored dart about four inches long. It hadn't gone very deep into my flesh and I easily pulled it out with a shaking hand. But the damage had already been done, the dart's had been tipped with a sedative. My vision was blurry and I fell to my knees. Before consciousness left me I saw three men emerge from the thick leaves. They were tall, dark and wore only a cloth around their waists fashioned into a pair of knotted shorts. The last thing I saw was their gleaming white teeth and eyes as they stood over me before the darkness closed in.
I felt warm. My whole front side felt hot. My eyelids were still too heavy to open, so I concentrated on what I could feel. I was swaying slightly, evenly, side to side. It felt like someone was carrying me on their back. The warmth that burned through my thin shirt was their body heat. I opened my eyes and found myself looking at the shoulder of my carrier, a very black and bare shoulder.
Fighting the effects of the dart, I groggily struggled against the arms that wrapped around my knees and supported me. My captor laughed, took a few more steps, and dropped me unceremoniously to the ground.
I landed on the ground and lost my breath. I lay looking up at the cloudless blue sky for a moment, then pushed myself up with my hands. I was in the middle of a camp, circled by round, grass huts. A few dozen nearly naked men and women closed in around me.
I looked around in panic, looking for an escape. In front of me was the largest hut, and at its entrance, an older man. He seemed to be about 60 years old judging from the gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He was dressed like the others, naked to the waist and cloth covering his hips. His face, chest and arms were covered with an intricate pattern of raised bumps. Colorful beaded necklaces hung around his neck and bracelets circled his wrists, ankles and upper arms. I felt the power from him.
I froze as he spoke to the tribe, they reacted with chants and yells. Two men came forward and stood beside me, I shrunk away from them, my body pulling itself into a fetal position. At the word of the old man, the men each grabbed one of my arms and hauled me to my feet. They pulled me towards the large hut...and the tribe leader.
I found myself dragged into the cool, shaded hut. The two men left quickly, but the hut's opening was soon filled with the old man, his bulky frame blocking out the light before the a****l hide door flap fell behind him.
Trapped inside a hut with only one way out, I was alone with a man who was over a foot taller than me, and given the belly that was hanging over his only piece of clothing, greatly outweighed me. He smiled as he came closer to me, his teeth blindingly white in the darkness.
He said something in a language I couldn't understand and motioned me with his hands to come closer to him. He slowly advanced on me, both of them on their knees thanks to the low ceiling of the hut. I flattened myself against the wall and he closed in on me.
He managed to grab hold of my ankle. His rough palmed hand wrapping around my delicate leg and pulled me towards him. I started to scream and begged him to stop, but he didn't even hesitate in pulling me against his dark skinned body.
He pinned me down with his legs and ran his hand down my shirt, ripping the buttons off as he went. His fingers snuck in between the fabric and touched my bare breasts and he leaned down to kiss me. All I could see was his white teeth and white eyes in the dim light. His black skin was darker than anyone I had seen before. I tried to evade his mouth, but it was useless.
I felt his long tongue push into my mouth at the same time I felt him rip the rest of my shirt off my body. It was too hot to wear a bra, so I was exposed to the waist, my soft porcelain skin luminous against his inky dark flesh.
I struggled again, but as I moved, I felt myself rubbing against his crotch. Through the thin cloth I felt a growing hardness pushing against my belly. Every time I moved it only aroused him more. He lifted his head and I could see the desire in his eyes. Frightened, knowing what was coming, I stopped moving, paralysed with the knowledge that this old man was going to use me.
The old man's hand dropped to my shorts and he easily ripped them off my hips. The button flying across the room and pinging against the dirt floor. My panties were dragged down my legs along with my bottoms and I was now naked with this African tribal leader.
He raised himself onto his knees, knowing I wouldn't try to escape the hut naked, and looked down at his new catch. His gaze continued downward until he got to my crotch. His eyebrows rose in surprise as he noticed that I was completely hairless.
He asked me a question I couldn't understand as his hand reached down to run over the hairless area at the top of my legs. I startled at the touch of his calloused fingers. Though my public hair normally matched my hair, I had decided to wax so I didn't have to worry about razors in the jungle.
The old man's hand continued to rub my soft, hairless mound before venturing out to other territory. His fingers slowly started to slip lower and lower, exploring between my legs. It was a shock to see his dark flesh against mine, to see his dark fingers slipping between my pussy lips.
While one of his hands explored my pussy, the other one played with my nipples. He could tell I had born c***dren, my breasts were large and heavy, with light strechmarks. He kneaded my soft white flesh and pulled on my nipples to make them stand up for him. Every once in a while he left my breasts to rub himself through his loincloth. He was getting harder and harder. I could see in his passion and behaviour that he was going to have the honor of being the first man in his tribe to breed a white woman.
He undid the knot holding his cloth cover up and it fell away, allowing his cock to spring free. I startled when it was unveiled, the size of it was something I had never seen. Still semi hard, the old man's cock was already 8 inches long and I could see that even the tribesman's long fingers could touch eachother as he lazily stroked it with one hand.
His fingers sliding along its ebony length until it got to its uncircumcised tip. The downward stroke pulled back its foreskin and showed off its massive blunt pink end. The pink tip of his cock stood in stark contrast to his dark flesh. He stroked all the way down the shaft until he got to his graying pubic hair, tight and curly against his groin, it framed his impressive cock and massive balls.
The man's fingers ran over my clit, the sensitive flesh responding instinctively to the stimulation. My clit swelled under his touch, my pussy began to prepare itself. Against my will, I felt my body begin to seek out the man's dark fingers, to guide his touch to where I wanted it most.
I felt one of his fingers slip into my wet pussy, my juices making it easy for him to enter me. He moved his thick finger in and out of my pussy, using his palm to rub my swollen clit at the same time. My hips began to move against his hand, my breathing getting rougher as I became more aroused by his touch.
His cock was fully hard now, but even fully aroused, his flesh was too heavy to stand erect, the tip curved down under its own weight. The nine inch long dark rod was topped with a pearl of precum on its pink tip.
He roughly pulled my legs around him, positioning himself between my now open thighs. My eyes were glazed with lust as I watched him through narrowed eyes in the dim light. The big black man took his cock in his hand and started to run it up and down my slit, coating me with his precum and rubbing my hard clit with its head.
I shuddered under his touch, arousing him even more as he saw my pink slit produce more juice for him. The contrast between my skin and his dark skin made him unable to wait any longer, he wanted to feel that pink flesh folding around his hard cock.
He lined up his heavy penis with my dripping hole. My head was tossing side to side now, mindless in arousal. He gave his cock one last stroke before he started to push its blunt head into my tiny, pink pussy.
I gasped in pain as my body tried to accommodate the hard cock that was pushing into me. This old tribesman's massive black cock was hard to take. I struggled and felt dizzy .
My body arched off the dirt floor as I felt the massive cock enter my pussy, forcing its way through and up inside me. Only a few inches were inside me, but I felt fully pressure. There was no way any more could fit inside me
He waited a moment for my body to get used to his presence inside me, to adjust to his width and length stretching out my pussy, and then he started to move. He rocked his hips back and forth, each time letting his head push further inside me until he felt it push against the end of my canal. He had reached my cervix.
Despite being in pain still, I felt my body responding to the man fucking me. My pussy grew wetter around him, stretching to surround his cock. My hips began to instinctively lift off the dirt floor to meet his. I could feel my pussy lips reaching the base of his cock, being stimulated by his thick, curly, grey public hair.
He started fucking me faster and harder. His thrusts so powerful they shocked me whole body, my breasts bounced against his chest. The raised markings on his body rubbing my nipples and making them harden even more. His belly pinned me to the ground under him as he claimed my pussy.
His swollen balls slapped against me with every thrust, their heaviness evidence of the cum stored in them. Watching his nearly black pole sinking into me was bringing both him and me closer to the edge. My delicate pussy lips were turning red from the abuse he was enacting on me with his bare cock. His precum was flowing out of him steadily, adding to the juiciness of my pussy and coating his cock with a white film I could see every time he pulled out before slamming his length back into my welcoming hole. With each thrust, he could see my belly swell as my body accepted him.
His sweat started to drip onto my body, both of our bodies glistening in the dim hut. Our wet flesh slapping together as he claimed my pussy with his old black cock. The tribe was still outside, no doubt able to hear my screams turn into moans of pleasure.
As he felt his balls tighten and his cum rise in them, he slammed further into my pussy. The head of his cock battering against my cervix,I could see he wanted my womb open for his black seed. My wet pussy enfolded him completely, his weight pushing me down into the ground as his cock sank into me right to the base. The head of his huge penis managing to open my womb and I screamed once again.
With a few last powerful thrusts, he buried himself inside me, his balls resting on my soft ass as the first spasms rocked through his body. His body shuddered as his cum began to pour into my wet pussy. Jet after jet of potent semen shot into my womb, filling me to the point that it started leaking around his still buried cock and drip to the dirt beneath us.
My pussy began to clench around him as I reached climax. It drew him deeper and milked his exhausted but still rock hard cock of his sperm. He stayed inside of me until the last spasm left my body and his tool began to soften.
After our breathing returned to normal, he slowly pulled himself out of my well fucked hole. My pussy was now red and gaping from having his monstrous black cock in it. His thick cum began to slowly leak out of me and travel down my ass to the floor. Though some of his semen was escaping, he had pumped enough of his black sperm inside me that I had a good chance of becoming pregnant with his black baby.
He reached over and grabbed some leaves from a nearby basket. He wiped cum off of his softening cock.
I thought that he was going to wipe the dripping semen off of me, but instead he used the leaves to push it back inside me. He grabbed new leaves and pushed them inside me, trapping his cum deep inside my belly and keeping his virile sperm in close contact with my fertile eggs.
I was still in shock as I came to terms with what had happened to me. I had been d**gged, a*****ed, brought into the jungle, and used.
The old man covered himself back up in the loincloth before hauling me out of the hut. I stood naked in front of the whole tribe, cumcovered, and dirt smearing my body. The tribe celebrated around me.
Their chief had just tamed the first white woman, the evidence of it was still leaking out of my pussy. Now that I was tamed, I would be given to the best warrior of the tribe.
A tall man came forward. He was over 6 1/2 feet tall and was quite slim. His lanky body was corded with powerful muscles that moved smoothly beneath his scarred flesh. Just like the chief, he had raised bumps covering his arms and chest, they even disappeared beneath his loincloth.
I was terrified of what was happening. The chief was handing me over to this new man. I didn't knew it yet, but I was just at the start of my journey of being a sex slave for the tribe.
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