Darla In Africa Nigeria

As we last left Darla, she and Shelly had just received news from their hospital administrator that the Nigerian military had requested that they come to Nigeria to train their nurses. The request had been specifically been made by the father of their Nigerian friend Chris, who was the general in charge of the Nigerian military's medical division.

The terms of their contract called for the two of them to live in Nigeria for up to five years, and for their hometown hospital to receive $5, 000, 000 in return for the services of Darla and Shelly. The girls however, would receive just a their standard hospital salary, but all of their expenses and housing would be paid for. The terms of their contract called for them to travel to Nigeria in 30 days, and that all of their belongings in their apartments, would be packed up and shipped to Lagos.

Darla and Shelly then met with Chris, who had to leave for Nigeria immediately and prepare for their arrival. Chris provided the girls with their visas, and also $20, 000 each for moving expenses, and any other expenses they would incur as a result of their new jobs. As a way of saying "thank you" Darla and Shelly had a private threesome with Chris at an expensive hotel the night before he traveled back to Nigeria, which was only four days after they were offered their new training positions.

In addition to moving there were numerous other things that the girls had to take care of before they left the states. Fortunately working at the hospital was not one of them, as the hospital placed them on indefinite paid leave, as their salaries now would be paid by the hospital, out of the endowment given to it by the Nigerian military. The contract the hospital had with the Nigerian military called for an automatic five-year renewal if the girls chose to stay on.

Darla and Shelly's parents had extreme reservations about the both of them going to work in a third world country, but there was no way that either girl could be convinced not to go. Darla and Shelly promised that they would write everyday by e-mail, and return home every six months for at least one week. The hardest part of the move was leaving their new friends at the gym, but Jill and Tony had assured them that they were making the right decision.

The going away party that Jill and Tony hosted for them was one giant an all night orgy of sex and alcohol. Darla and Shelly were fucked so thoroughly that night that it took their pussies and butts nearly two days to feel normal. The girls endure numerous double penetrations from the guys at the gym that night, including those guys they had met at the Oreo Club. Barb was also there, as were Carl and Brenda, and Joe and Dave. By the time the party ended, everyone had a smile of complete satisfaction on their face, and the girls had to be carried to their apartments so that they could recuperate and rest for their trip to a medical specialist

A day after their bon voyage party, the girls traveled to Chicago and see a specialist, from whom they would receive all their necessary shots and immunizations. Among the immunizations was the new AIDS vaccine, which was proven to forever keep a person AIDS and HIV free, as well as at least 100 other shots, and pills. All of these drugs were designed and proven to prevent the patient from catching malaria, all known sexually transmitted diseases, and all known African diseases.

The girls were also given a drug that not only temporarily sterilized them, but also caused their menstrual cycles to stop, for at least the next five years. However, neither woman had a problem with not being able to get pregnant, as neither one of them desired children. Lastly, and unbeknownst to either Shelly or Darla, the doctor gave them a large mega dose of the African sex potion known, which is known in Swahili as Mahaba. The Mahaba potion was designed by rogue medical researchers to actually alter the brain cells of women, so that their on/off switch, which controlled their sexual desires, was placed permanently in the on position. It was this potion that Allen had slipped into Darla's drink on their first date, and Chris had slipped into Shelly's food on one of their dates.

The only problem with taking so many drugs; however, was that the aftereffects cause the patient to suffer from flu like symptoms for approximately five days. When the girls returned from Chicago, after a three-hour drive down I-65, they both headed to Shelly's place where they did nothing but sleep and eat for about the next five days. By the time the girls fully recovered from the aftereffects of their immunizations, they were down to three days left before they were to leave for Nigeria, which they spent doing their last minute packing, and saying their final goodbyes.

The day before their departure the moving trucks arrived and loaded up everything, including the furniture. It would take approximately six or eight weeks for their belongings to clear customs in Nigeria and be delivered to the military base, in the heart of Lagos, where they would both be assigned. Chris had arranged for each girl to have their own separate quarters in housing that was generally reserved for the highest-ranking generals and government officials.

That evening the girls stayed at the Hyatt near the Indianapolis airport, and made love all night long as they reminisced and talked about their recent past and likely even more exciting future. Shelly was somewhat scared, but she took comfort in the fact that Darla was going with her, and that Chris, and his father, were the ones responsible for this opportunity.

As Darla slept in Shelly's arms her mind drifted back to her experience on the river bank, now nearly a month behind her. She still could not recall what had happened after she was tied up and her clothes were torn off, but for some reason the images of those lost days were becoming clearer, as she now remembered the hissing sound of snakes, and the feel of something slithering along her belly, while fingers probed her pussy. The image in her mind still was fuzzy, but the thought of the snake somehow made her wet. However, before she could react to the warm feeling in her pussy, the alarm clock went off.

The girls flight was due to leave Indy at 8 a. m., but they had to be at the airport by 6 a. m. They quickly showered, did their hair, and then put on some makeup, and got their outfits ready for the long international trip. The girls each chose to wear simple white blouses, and semi tight fitting skirts, under which were their white bras and thong panties. Darla wore her short blue business skirt and matching blue pumps, while Shelly wore a black spandex skirt that ended just above her knee, and red pumps.

The flight to New York was very uneventful, and both of the girls lost themselves in their books, as Shelly read Sidney Sheldon novel, and Darla delved into her new Lonely Planet Guide to Nigeria. Darla was a bit surprised to learn that Nigeria had recently been taken off the State Department's travel warning list. She was also amazed to learn that Lagos was one of the most dangerous places in Africa, and that in some parts of the city roving youth gangs were more powerful than the police. Yet, instead of feeling scared, Darla felt a slight and tell tale tingle underneath her skirt and deep inside of her. However, she thought it best to not tell Shelly about what she had just read, for fear of her wanting to return home.

Once at JFK, the girls checked their bags at the Nigerian Airlines counter and headed off to the terminal. They were surprised to see that only them, and a few Mormon missionaries were the only white people booked for the 11 hour flight on board the 747 Jumbo Jet. The flight looked to be packed, and nearly everyone was giving them questioning looks as to why two young white women were traveling to Africa, especially black Africa. Fortunately for them, Chris had gotten them first class seats in an area of the plane normally reserved for government officials and businessmen.

Before their flight, Chris had made a call to the pilot of the plane, who was an old childhood friend of his. He informed the pilot of who his two special passengers were, as well as the fact that they were now under the spell of Mahaba. The pilot assured Chris that he and his head stewardess would take extra special care of their lovely passengers. The pilot then explained to his copilot and engineer what old friend had told him on the phone, and then called in the head stewardess, to whom he gave very explicit instructions regarding their white female passengers who were in first class.

The plane was packed, except for a handful of people in the first class area. Darla and Shelly settled themselves into the wide leather seats; as they were served coffee and cake, just prior to the plane taxiing for take off. The plane looked relatively old, and Shelly wondered if it really was safe to fly; however, at this point there was nothing she or Darla could do, as the female attendants, who were dressed in traditional African dress, made the announcement that was departing the gate.

As the plane soared, the memories of the group experience at the health club and other places, including the riverbank, suddenly played with Darla's mind. Darla quietly reminisced about what had happened between Tony, Jill, Carl, Brenda, and her best friend Shelly. For the past two months they had enjoyed an incredible sexual escapade, bringing both Darla and Shelly to new levels of pleasure and new levels of understanding of what a human body was capable of... given the right stimulation.

While having this experience, they had met Chris, a Nigerian student and member of the Nigerian military, and the son of an influential Nigerian general. Chris' sexual prowess and his incredible pleasure machine had made such an overwhelming impression upon Darla that a bond hand formed between them. Well, maybe it was not a bond, just the residual effects of her sexual addiction, which was the initial result of a synthetic African love potion, which she and Shelly had unknowingly consumed.

The effects of the potion had been strong enough for both Darla and Shelly to accept an invitation to come to the military hospital in Nigeria where Chris had returned, so that they could "train" new nurses. Darla, being a nurse, was curious about the "treatment" which would be available there. Shelly, who knew Darla better than anyone else, just wanted to join in on the fun. Now they were together on a plane, headed for Nigeria, Chris, and whatever else lay ahead... or on top.

Darla had flown many times before on long flights, the one thing which she always had difficulty in getting used to was the boredom that she usually experienced. As the hours rolled by uneventfully, she slipped into a series or dreams (or were they remembrances) of her ordeal by the river. She dreamed of men in gas masks rubbing lotion on her bare skin with their rough leather gloves. One dream consisted of her being laid out on a medical table and being given a physical, while another consisted of salamanders and insects crawling over her breasts, while the masked men all watched in silence as she screamed in fear.

Since that trip to the river, her breasts had become slightly bigger and firmer. Her bra now barely covered her pink nipples, while all of her fears, like her phobia of spiders and snakes, now made her both scared, and sexually excited. Even Shelly had commented during their love making that Darla's breasts felt and even tasted different. Yet, for some reason, Darla could not recall who the man was who had taken her captive, nor was their any evidence he even existed. All of the messages and e-mail from him simply disappeared, like she had imagined the whole thing up.

After about seven hours, Darla and Shelly were both wide awake, yet everyone around them slept soundly. They had already seen two movies, and read nearly magazine in first class. As Darla was thumbing through an old issue of Jet, she turned to Shelly, and said, "I'm bored stiff, there has got to be a better way to pass the time than in-flight movies and magazines". "Yeah", Shelly replied, who then smiled and pressed the alert button to call the stewardess. "What do you expect the stewardess to do? Darla asked. "We'll see if she really moves her tail for us, like the old commercials", Shelly laughed.

The head stewardess soon arrived, and both women found themselves looking up at a very statuesque, and strikingly beautiful, black woman, with near ebony skin, which was completely flawless. Her hair was tied back in typical stewardess fashion, and she was dressed in traditional African dress, which was the new Nigerian Airways flight attendant uniform. However, the tight dress did nothing to hide the obvious fullness of her breasts, flared hips and round ass.

The stewardess then smiled a broad smile, showing her beautiful white teeth, and asked, "How may I help you?" Before Darla could verbalize her first thoughts, Shelly asked for two blankets. The stewardess then turned to retrieve them, as both women were mesmerized by the movement of her ass as she negotiated down the isle.

"Blankets? Darla asked. "Just wait", said Shelly, as the stewardess returned with the blankets. "Were those top two buttons of her dress unbuttoned before?" Darla asked herself, as the stewardess opened each blanket for them and placed them upon their laps, smoothing them out evenly. The stewardess had to lean forward to do so, while Darla and Shelly caught a glimpse of this ebony goddesses generous cleavage and the scent of arousing perfume.

The stewardess took time to stare both women in the eye, with just the hint of a smile upon her lips, as she said, "I'll be back if you want me", and then slowly walked away. Darla then turned to Shelly and whispered, "Whew, it is too warm for a blanket now. ""Not yet it isn't", said Shelly, as she slipped her hand under Darla's blanket towards the hem of her dress.

Darla just closed her eyes, smiled and thought to herself, "Maybe long flights are not a bad thing after all. I have a sensation that this one surely won't be boring. "Darla let out a small sigh as Shelly's hand slid under Darla's dress and worked its way up towards her crotch, caressing her inner thigh as she went. Darla exhaled slowly and kept her eyes closed, as she knew that she really needed some sexual release. Soon Shelly's hand was doing wonderful things, as her fingers maneuvered under Darla's thong and began to massage her now moist pussy lips.

Darla's legs quickly parted to permit Shelly more access. Shelly accepted the invitation, as she slid her fingers towards Darla's trembling clit. As her fingers found their mark, Darla let out a loud gasps, as her gentle pinches and strokes began to make Darla squirm in her first class seat. As the stewardess passed she gave them both a wide grin, with Shelly returning a smile of her own, as she continued on administering Darla's ministrations.

Darla felt Shelly's hand gain entry into her waiting dampness, as she slowly moved her hand under Shelly's blanket to begin pleasing her in return. Shelly pulled up the hem of her dress with her free hand so now they could both squirm, as Darla's fingers found their mark. Their hips gently gyrated as their mutual rhythms continued, and they were both in oblivion, as the ecstasy flowing through them, when they heard a familiar voice say, "If either of you would like to use the rest room, one is free now. You should move quickly before someone else takes it. "

Their eyes opened with a start, as Darla quickly said, "Thank you, the room could come in handy now. "They stopped their actions and removed their blankets, and then adjusted their mini dresses as they slid out of their assigned seats, and walked to the rest room without attracting the attention of any of the sleeping passengers. Once inside the cramped stall, they pulled themselves to each other with a passion, as their hot lips parted and their tongues intertwined with a deep sucking French kiss.

They unbuttoned and opened their dresses with incredible speed, as their mini dresses fell to the floor, exposing their naked breasts and hard nipples. Their mouths separated only to find other body parts... a nipple, a neck, while their hands probed to find and massage each others heavily moistened lips, while their hips gyrated in response.

Darla then sat Shelly down on the toilet seat and lifted one foot onto the sink. Shelly's mouth quickly found her home and began to lick and suck, while she used her two thumbs to spread Darla's cunt lips wide, which allowed her tongue to gain full entry. Darla leaned forward and braced herself against the wall, as she arched her back without pulling away from Shelly's passionate tongue fuck of her pussy. She was now totally exposed, and open to what ever Shelly wanted to do.

However, neither could react when the locked rest room door opened and then closed. "Room for one more I see", a familiar voice said. It is the stewardess, who was now smiling and holding up her key to lavatory. She then unbuttoned her top completely and slid out of her native African dress. As her dress lay on the floor, her black bra and panties were the next to come off.

The stewardess then squatted down and braced herself next to the door and said, "One more tongue for one more hole. "Then, to Darla's surprise, a pair of strong and rough feminine hands separated her ass cheeks widely. The stewardess then sniffed tentatively and, satisfied, snaked out her tongue and began making moist paths up and down her crack. After a few minutes of this, the stewardess then made small circles around her anus, causing her to first tighten, and then relax her sphincter, as she became lost in the moment.

Unexpectedly, the stewardess' tongue entered her asshole and slowly moved around the inside of the rim. As their tongues moved in unison, Darla gasped loudly and bit down on her index finger to stifle her moans. This was much more than she had ever expected when she and Shelly boarded the aging jumbo jet in New York. The stewardess' lips circled her ass as her tongue delved deeper inside of her. A gentle sucking soon ensues, which slowly grows in strength on both sides of her body, as both Shelly and the stewardess pull her flesh deeper into her mouth, as Darla moaned loudly enough to wake up the American ambassador sleeping right outside of the stall.

This was something new for her, as her body trembled with the sensation of her first "mile high" orgasm. The stewardess' hand then moved toward Shelly and finds her dripping pussy with her free hand and slowly enters her. Shelly is spread so wide, and she is now so wet, that soon the stewardess' entire hand is inside and tickling areas never before touched, as she groans with pleasure.

The stewardess then placed her other hand behind her and used two fingers to enter her own ass, slowly easing them in and out. For the next 20 minutes all three women continued their ministrations, only faster. They each were now experiencing new sensations, with each being driven to different levels of excitement and pleasure. However, as their new heights were being reached, three waves soon formed and came crashing together, as each began their orgasms.

The ministrations continued until their involuntary spasms stopped. Shelly knew what the stewardess had done and how Darla reacted. When Darla lowered her leg and turned to the stewardess, Shelly's lips found Darla's wet asshole, and began to duplicate the stewardess's actions. Darla's head then snapped back and her mouth opened in an expression of soundless ecstasy.

Seeing an opportunity, the stewardess tried to swallow first one nipple then the other, sucking and nibbling as she went. Her head lowered along Darla's torso, sliding her tongue along the way. Darla expected to feel a tongue in her pussy again, but instead, she felt her silky hair, as the stewardess' mouth had found Shelly's. However, Darla was not disappointed long, as a hand snaked up into her, to gently spread and close, stroke and tickle her delicate tissue.