White slave boy in Africa part 4
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Kajsa Nilsson was a Swedish women who had moved to the South Africa when she was 25 years old. Her husband was an engineer in an Swedish energy company and they moved here for his work with their little daughter Josephine. The things hadn't gone so well between Kajsa and her husband Nils and they decided to divorce. With all that Kajsa didn't want to leave this beautiful and hot country and go back to the cold Sweden. She preferred a simple life in the countryside of the South Africa. She had a...
This is a Fantasy, don't read on if College Girls, Forced, Extreme, Heavy, interracial, public nudity, humiliation, cannibalism, snuff, piercing by red hot meat hooks, attacks by Crocodiles, bad grammar and rape with a touch of ironic humour are not your scene. Maybe fifty per cent of it is based on or plagiarised from "Humanitarian famine assistance" by Rotneb, it started as an edit but it's now substantially different to that story which received reviews of 2/10 and even 1/10. All...
The theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter The theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter. His orchestrated news conference was turning sour. It had supposed to have been his moment on the world stage to impress to show everyone what a great and generous leader he was; but now this. All the cameras continued to focus on his glistening black forehead. ?I?ll repeat my question,?came the annoying voice of the young...
As an experienced 4x4 tourist guide I am often requested to undertake personalized tours into the African bush for smaller groups with specific requirements. Being an independent operator I am entirely flexible and can usually accommodate everyone’s needs for which I charge a basic daily rate over and above the tour expenses. Recently I received this unusual email from two Scandinavian ladies who requested a proposal for a relaxing three week tour to some of the central African game reserves...
ReluctanceRachael had to be dragged from the cell cursing her old friend's perverted games. Koko didn't seem bothered at all and walked with a hip swaying swagger arm in arm with her naked Korean woman. As they reached the stunning colonnaded residency they heard a volley of gun shots from the cell area followed by single coup de gra rounds. Koko didn't even slow her pace as the sound echoed then faded. The prisoners were dead. Koko's quarters were amazingly luxurious. The room was all creams and...
MAID IN AFRICA My life changed because I'm too helpful. That's the truth. I suppose if you asked my wife Cynthia or my mother-in-law Debra they'd say my life changed because I'm weak - mentally and physically. They'd say my life changed because deep down I truly am nothing but a sissy and was masquerading as something else for too long and that my real place in life is in my maid's uniform, with my apron and cap and heels and tampons and panties and bras serving as reminders of my lot...
The confident sexy reporter had been in the camp for nearly a month when the routine of sexual repetition began to go strange. She wasn't sure if she was hallucinating, dreaming or dead but the world seemed distant, then she there was big stretches of time which seemed almost outside her body. She was in a bed with bright lights then blackness then glimpses of that German bastard who had raped her with the help of the soldiers and nurse. She sensed passage of time but didn't experience it....
Aid to Africa Rebel Synopsis Forced to go on an aid mission to an African field hospital, Kate, along with her companions, stray into rebel held territory and are arrested, imprisoned without trial, punished and forced to service their captors. Or are they?Aid to Africa Rebel by obohoboWarnings Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF bg NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file...
With a name like Dorcel Club Africa, it’s a safe bet you’re about to beat off to some high-end ebony porno. Now, Mark Dorcel may be a white dude, but he’s made a big name for himself over the last few decades as a world-class smut peddler. Slap his name on anything and you know there’s going to be some dirty sex involved, which tells you a lot of what you need to know about this website.DorcelClubAfrica.com, as the name implies, is a premium black porn site from the Dorcel Network. It’s...
Premium Black Porn SitesWhen I began my fund raising for my trip to Africa I asked a question. Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true? Now, I’ll admit that I took that straight from a song (The River, Bruce Springsteen) but it seemed fitting at the time. Since my trip my motto has changed. Those of you who have received e-mails will no longer see the Springsteen quote, but a sad statistical fact. One child dies in Africa every three seconds. Think about it. Count that out for a minute, click your fingers every three...
From Africa, Chapter One Northern Africa, circa 1949 ‘Olu makes the coffee too strong…’ ‘Well, if you’d been up earlier, you could have made it yourself, Love.’ I trudged into the kitchen, half-awake, trying to block the bright sun from my eyes. My father sat at the large wooden table, engaged in his customary morning ritual: reading newspapers from London, New York, Paris, and Berlin, while sipping on a small cup of potent coffee. He usually did this while frowning at me, for my habit of...
Many thanks to infructescence for her editing of this story. It was hot sunny day in Gambia. Though both the door and the only window were missing on the corrugated tin shed at the backyard behind a bar in the outskirts of the capital city Banjul, it was hot as a sauna inside the shed. No wonder why the naked gorgeous Scandinavian housewife who was lying in there, with her back on a large "extra bed" type gray air mattress, was totally wet from sweat. Another reason for her sweating was the...
“A man must know his destiny ... if he does not recognize it, then he is lost. By this I mean, once, twice, or at the very most, three times, fate will reach out and tap a man on the shoulder ... if he has the imagination, he will turn around and fate will point out to him what fork in the road he should take, if he has the guts, he will take it.” ― George S. Patton Jr. In the closing days of 1942, the United States was faced with a decision as to where to begin hostilities against the...
The next morning Darla awoke in her own bed to a strange dream of being taken from behind by a strange looking four legged animal in the jungle. The dream began with her running from some type of danger, however, the danger she remembered was actually quite pleasurable. Then she recalled the tongue of this animal beast pleasuring her beyond any human limitation until finally, just as she was about to cum, her alarm went off and brought her crashing back down to reality. As Darla awoke and...
The ride in the presidential helicopter was the first freedom she had felt in over two months. High above the Butta River following it south the large green bird rattled and hummed intensely. Inside the rear cabin Rachel sat in a flowing red dress flanked by two of Mobana's notorious elite troops. She was not bound or restrained in any way instead allowed to sit prim with knees together on the hard vibrating seat. She could just see out of the window; the sea of jungle green below turning...
Rachael had not been ravished since little Mobana had taken his own personal revenge nearly a week ago. His games of torture had pushed her to the edge; but since then marooned in this remote palace harem she had spent her captive hours trying to make conversation or rationalise with the other concubines. They were from around the world and although English seemed to be spoken by most it didn't really help. They acted mute either through fear or the continual practices of sexual domination...
It was late that afternoon when Rachael was escorted to the big green presidential helicopter. She didn't know why but the general needed to fly back North that very night and he had no intentions of missing out on his wedding night. As she sat in the whining bird the red-carpeted passenger area like a waiting room she could see Mobana shaking hands with his friend and ally the prime minister of his neighbouring country. At his side Koko stood in heeled boots and military fatigue no doubt...
After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
Panty raider to slave boy. A fantasy of women using a man. Part oneBob was a first year at college and wanted to join the fraternity zeta beta and had been accepted eventually to undergo initiation into the fraternity. Many had been turned down by the seniors and the last test to get as far as being allowed to pledge had embarrassed Bob as he had to strip naked and run around a football pitch and then rub himself hard while the seniors laughed at him and the other lads many of whom had either...
January 13th 2007 marked a life changing stage in my life, it was the first day of my three month, self induced nightmare. Well, that is what some people would call going to live up a mountain, 40km from a hospital, in an area that has no electricity or running water. I called it my Gap Year Placement. Having already spent two weeks in the area I thought I would be pretty prepared for whatever lay ahead of me, but as BA047 started to taxi out I looked back at Terminal Four and thought ‘What on...
Introduction: What happens when you are stranded in the African jungle Chapter One. Into Africa. Thursday 2nd January 2003. Salford, Manchester, England. Doctor Samantha Roberts, I say, answering the phone. Sam? Its Peter Mendel. Happy new year! Hello Peter. Happy new year to you too. Are we all set? Yes. Just confirming that Bebe and I will arrive at Heathrow airport tomorrow at 20.30 from Frankfurt. We fly to Lagos in Nigeria, with an overnight stop. Then onto Kinshasa in the Congo, then...
Introduction: Wife used by black men whilst on holiday in Sotuh Africa My wife Elaine and I took a vacation in South Africa last year and decided to try and see as much of the country as we could. We flew into Johannesburg and spent a couple of days looking around. We had lots of warnings about the dangers of the city,as the murder capital of the world and we took taxis everywhere. The townships were a real culture shock but with a guide and staying in the transport,we had no problems. We...
Tommy is a 19-old sweet blond from Alabama. After a few months of buttfucking training in my school in America, he went to Africa with our soccer team and stayed with a local family in Lagos, Nigeria. Here's his story: "I stayed with the Mkome familiy. They're very poor. The dad carves wood sculptures that are sold in tourist markets. They have tons of k**s and relatives and live in a small house with a single room. Everybody sleeps on the ground, one next to the other. On one side, Mr. Mkome...
Kirstie stepped tentatively into the bar. She had arrived that evening from New York, but was too excited to catch up on her sleep. At last, she was here! In Africa, on a safari holiday! She had flown in with a group of Americans and had been met at the airport by the safari firm, where she had met the other people who would be on the tour with her. Some of them were in the bar, but they did not seem to have noticed her. They were a mixed bag. Two couples, two families with their k**s, and one...
Hi to all horny ladies and Gentlemen’s. Myself Chirag Sharma (name changed for obvious reasons), 28 Yrs of age and living in Noida. I am a product manager by profession and working in a reputed MNC in Noida. I recently came back to India after completing my overseas project for 10 months. As this is my 1st post here on ISS, Request you all to please provide your feedback. My email ID is (Also available on hangout’s). I have been posted to Africa for a project as a consultant and was traveling...
Out of Africabyhappenstance©I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when my husband called me from his office and said he would be coming home early as he had something important to tell me.Worried that it might be bad news, I asked him to tell me right away whatever it was but he calmed me down and said, "Don't worry, it's not bad news," and with that he hung up.By the time he came back from the office, I, along with my 18-year-old son and 19-year-old daughter, were nervously waiting for him in...
I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when my husband called me from his office and said he would be coming home early as he had something important to tell me.Worried that it might be bad news, I asked him to tell me right away whatever it was but he calmed me down and said, "Don't worry, it's not bad news," and with that he hung up.By the time he came back from the office, I, along with my 18-year-old son and 19-year-old daughter, were nervously waiting for him in the living room.As soon as...
Hi, I am david from London.. I am a great fan of traveling and more so of wild life. So I planned to have a trip to south Africa. I didn’t want to go alone so i wandered whom should I pick up for this. In our family all were ready then my sister told me she wants to go. We all then agreed that my sister will go with me.so we started our packing and then after 2 days we boarded our flight to south arica. 2 family room were booked for us.one for my sister and the other for me which incuded a...
Aftaab here …”” Back to ISS after a long tym .. yes because itne dino se mai india me hi nai tha, ha kyu ke africa me kaali chuto ko chodhne me busy tha …mai first story outta was “5 saal ki mahnat ka fal” jisme maine apni maami salima ko chodha tha .. aur aaj ki story mai ab tak tayy nai kar paa raha hu ke kiski chudayi ke baare me likhu but one thing is sure that m going to write about my experiences in Africa .. Dad ka business tha .. partners dhoka de rahe the so ghar ka banda chahiye tha,...
[email protected] (I’d like to acknowledge the great work by Trent Wolf in his ?Domino? stories for the inspiration to pen this style of story and a great fan Rollo T for his ideas and inspiration)The Continuing adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer 5 ?DOWN AFRICA WAY? CHAPTER 1 The black cab pulled to the kerb and the door swung open and an elegant leg followed by another stepped out onto the wet pavement. ?Thanks and keep the change? smiled Suzzanne as she paid the driver. ?Much...
AID IN AFRICAPART ONE: EMILYThe girls were excited. Their NGO had just tied up with an aid organization working in Africa for victims of human trafficking and drug addiction, and they had been selected by their head Mr Samuels for going there. It would be the first time Mandy, Emily and Trish went out of their country. They weren’t sure what exactly they were supposed to do, but nevertheless the idea itself was exciting, plus they could always show it on their extra curricular activities. Two...
The world has changed since Evie and I were first thrown together back in the summer of 1954.Father was in the diplomatic service and served the hon Charles Bainbridge as administrator to the District Commissioner in the Kumbala district in the disputed territories of Eastern Africa, disputed in the sense of impending independence.But I knew little of this, my life revolved around school, where I boarded from the age of seven, initially near Sevenoaks and later near Windsor in England and Aunt...
I was in kitchen preparing dinner when Graham called from office and said he would be coming home early as he had something important to tell us. Worried that it might be bad news, I asked him to tell it right away but he calmed me down saying, "Don't worry, it's not bad news," and hung up. By the time he came back from office, I, along with our sixteen-year-old son and fifteen-year-old daughter, were nervously waiting for him in living room. As soon as he entered the house, gave a big...
“I thought of a remark ... that the United States is like a ‘gigantic boiler. Once the fire is lighted under it there is no limit to the power it can generate.’ Being saturated and satiated with emotion and sensation, I went to bed and slept the sleep of the saved and thankful.” ― Winston S. Churchill All of a sudden, the Yanks were everywhere. They were all over North Africa. They were driving up and down the British country roads in their jeeps and tanks and even training on the beaches...
Hi, I am david from London.. I am a great fan of traveling and more so of wild life. So I planned to have a trip to south Africa. I didn’t want to go alone so i wandered whom should I pick up for this. In our family all were ready then my sister told me she wants to go. We all then agreed that my sister will go with me. so we started our packing and then after 2 days we boarded our flight to south arica. 2 family room were booked for us.one for my sister and the other for me which incuded a...
InterracialDuring my rant, I mentioned that I received eight messages on the app (it is a gay hookup app, you can email me if you'd like to know which one I use). Seven of the eight were from guys saying "Hey" with blank profiles. Usually I reply to "Hey", with "That is what horses eat." Most of the time, the lazy moron on the other end doesn't get it. The eighth messaged I received was from a guy whose profile was complete. He had half a dozen photos of himself, including several face pics,...
After my online rant (on my blog) about guys on online hookup apps making no effort, I need to share with you guys what happens when someone makes some effort.During my rant, I mentioned that I received eight messages on the app (it is a gay hookup app, you can email me if you'd like to know which one I use). Seven of the eight were from guys saying "Hey" with blank profiles. Usually, I reply to "Hey", with "That is what horses eat." Most of the time, the lazy moron on the other end doesn't...
Gay MaleSteve was having a good day at the store that he managed. The store, a dollar discount store, was busy so time was moving along. A new employee had started last week and was doing very well. During a busy moment, Steve had set his cell phone down under the front counter to deal with a situation. Normally, Steve would never do that. There were things on the cell phone he did not want anyone to see, including his wife, Mary, of 8 years.It was a typical marriage, the sex was good in the beginning...
“Here, I made this for you,” Quaquo said as the two brown boys, Quaquo nearly seventeen and Serrah a newly initiated fourteen, lay behind the levee of the Sierra Leone rice field, touching each other, preparing to go to a new-found heaven. He opened the pouch lying next to his discorded wrap and came up with a carved ivory disk necklace, each disk held to the next by a leather string. He put around Serrah’s neck. “Here, this necklace gives you the power of confidence and assurance that you will...
Outside the confines of the concrete fortress the jungle choked the humid air. It was mid day the temperature somewhere in the nineties so was the humidity. The cell block of the military base baked like an huge oven. From the sky the whole site was only visible if you flew directly overhead the dense inhospitable jungle 200 miles in each direction Rachel knew all this but even knowing she still couldn't accept this was happening. In her head she went over the same thoughts again and...
Hanna is a college educated black woman from Georgia. She is a healthy 30 year old petite woman, 5'4" 105 pounds, beautiful brown eyes, black hair, and a sexy smile. Never married and no children since she had dedicated her life to school and work. She, like a lot of women, felt as if something was missing in her life. She is a supervisor at her work place controlling several employees and responsible for their actions. Even though she has to be a dominant person at work Hanna new her...
PART ONE: EMILY (this is the first of three parts,each part will concentrate with one girl, though the second and third will include the preceding characters as well) The girls were excited. Their NGO had just tied up with an aid organization working in Africa for victims of human trafficking and drug addiction, and they had been selected by their head Mr Samuels for going there. It would be the first time Mandy, Emily and Trish went out of their country. They weren’t sure what exactly...
The world has changed since Evie and I were first thrown together back in the summer of 1954. My Father was in the diplomatic service and served the hon Charles Bainbridge as administrator to the District Commissioner in the Kumbala district in the disputed territories of Africa. Disputed in the sense of impending independence. But I knew little of this. My life revolved around school, where I boarded from the age of seven, initially near Sevenoaks and later near Windsor in England....
She admired her naked body in the mirror. 35 24 34 her breasts filled a c cup. She leant back her breasts pushed forward they were young and firm and didn’t sag at all. She teased her pink nipples loving the feeling. She let her right hand slip down over her ribs past her slim strong stomach. Louise ran her fingers through her neatly trimmed but still luxuriant ginger triangle. She spread her legs wide open glancing at her pretty pink lips glistening with her juices. Teasing her body...
Northern Africa, circa 1949 ‘So, we’ll just have tea in Lagos, at that hotel that you like, and we can even take Livvie here. I’m sure she’d enjoy a day out,’ Mark winked a pale blue eye at me. ‘Really, I don’t think we need to go through the trouble…’ Anna pursed her lips, flipping through a magazine. ‘Wouldn’t you like to come with us, for a change of scenery, Livvie?’ I rolled my eyes, wondering if Mark would ever stop calling me ‘Livvie’. He’d only been at the ranch for three days, and...
Introduction: one women is blackmailed by her junior into sex a second woman arrogantly dismisses her servants views and abilities and pays a heavy price. Louise was tall with long dark red hair. She had been educated at a very expensive private school before Oxford. She had studied anthropology and considered herself an expert on many matters. She admired her naked body in the mirror. 35 24 34 her breasts filled a c cup. She leant back her breasts pushed forward they were young and firm and...
Brand Gets Her Trip To Africa. #6 We finally got everything packed and we were on our way for our eleven day trip to Tanzania. We had a direct five hour flight from SFO to Atlanta. Brandi sat next to the window, I sat in the middle, and an older lady sat in the aisle seat. We were really tired and we slept all the way to Atlanta, there was an hour lay over in Atlanta. We were very lucky to get tickets on a British air bus A 380, which was taking a trial run from Atlanta to Tanzania. We...
South Africa. Present day. 10 pm. The band of drug traffickers...numbering 40 strong had made camp for the night in the jungle. They gleefully counted the gold, diamonds and other trinkets they had bribed out of some of the unsuspecting tribes..in exchange for the powerful narcotic they were peddling. The traffickers were a band of roughnecks..hired by a wealthy kingpin who lived in a palatial mansion in Cape Town..built on the profits from his nefarious trade. His reach was long. He had...
The two day trip into Luangwa National Park would have been uneventful had it not been for all the hot passion experienced inside the motorhome. Due to the soaring temperatures the girls were topless most of the time, and completely naked when relaxing on the double-bed at the back. This proved to be most distracting whilst driving without glancing up into the rear view mirror.Ria purposely performed her yoga routines on her back, offering maximum exposure to her glorious pussy. My arousal was...
Straight SexThis is a true story which, unfortunately, may have come to an end.About five years ago I began helping lead a program in East Africa. When on safari we were staying in a tented camp where the drivers and clients eat dinner in the same area. After dinner I went over to my lead driver to discuss the next day.After the other drivers had finished and gone, I asked him how he became such a good wildlife guide. He told me a little. I asked him if he had a wife and k**s. He did back in his home...
Almost Out of AfricaThe beat-up Jeep bounced along the deeply rutted dirt road, raising a cloud of dust behind it. After miles of empty country, passing only the occasional isolated village or solitary hut, the vehicle was entering the ramshackle outskirts of Kemo City, capitol of Mabuto. Passing a crowded roadside market, the truck drew stares from many of the locals, who rarely saw Westerners pass through the streets of their backwards nation. Mabuto was an African country in decline; its'...
Wild Africa. A story I wrote for my wife based on true events but heavily heightened with my fantasies for her.. EnjoyWILD AFRICAIt had been over a year since our last indulgence in the forbidden delights.The suggestion of revisiting the Gambia and rekindling the relationships there had been well discussed and was, or I had thought, the most probable route to finding Jayne a well hung black man other than finding something nearer home in the UK.In 2011-12 some issues prevented us from enjoying...
Red was a student in America that had decided to take a vacation to Africa over the summer. She'd decided to go alone, and figured it would be good to make some new friends overseas.She was a fairly short girl; her legs weren't exactly thin, but she wasn't close to being fat, either. Her ass rounded nicely, and her stomach was toned; her breasts were large C cups, and her smooth face was framed by her red hair. She woke up upon landing, the plane touching down in an airport in South Africa. She...
Hi to all ISS reader this is varun back with another experience and thank you for all your response for my previous story. For the people who don’t know me I am varun 23years old guy from Chennai with 6 feet height average body and with 6 inch tool and any readers can contact me through . The sexy whore who I fucked was the named Laura who is a black girl from Africa. Now coming to story Laura was a black African girl who settled back in India 6 years before and she was doing her engineering...
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I took another look at the business card in my hand and looked back up at the metal door I stood in front of. I checked to see if anyone could see me, then gave the door four hard knocks. The little window slid open and I heard a voice ask: "Who sent you?"I looked at the card again to make sure and then said with a shaking voice: "Emperor Caligula."The window slid shut again and I could hear the door being opened. A hulking figure greeted me into the surprisingly well-lit hallway."First time?"I...
David Burton gripped the steering wheel hard as he drove downtown. A slight sweat beaded his brow. He glanced in the rear view mirror. His beautiful daughter sat there quietly. Her sapphire blue eyes watching the passing scenery as the light faded and another magnificent sunset broke over the African city of Harare. His thoughts were far from the sunset, just one of many hundred panoramic and beautiful sunsets he had seen over the last 21 months. As she turned her head and looked through the...
It was in 1993 that I first happened to meet and talk with Susanne and Klaus Beidermeir. I was working on my first assignment as a trade representative in the American Embassy, but of course, as you now know, that was only my cover story. I was just out of my primary intensive training course with the Company. I had been 'lent' to the American Embassy, and I was tasked to gather as much information as I could about several different areas of life in Uganda. In particular, since I was more...