The African night was perfect for romance. A full moon bathed the dancers and observers with a warm light around the huge bonfire, while the native drums increased in their intensity. The two hundred or so black Africans celebrated with the visitors from the Inn fueled with local strong drinks which reduced inhibitions and increased passion among the revellers, black and white. The Africans were mostly men and were in heated competition for the black women, not to mention the white girls and women who had innocently wandered over from the Inn.
Erica was sexually on fire.
The four men who had shared her, caressed her, touched her boldly had now moved her gradually toward the white tents, where dozens of young African men congregated. Many, if not most of them were hoping somehow to address their growing sexual needs.
She was feeling less apprehensive. Ujamaa was clearly the leader of the group and he had a powerful but gentle way about him. He towered over the other men escorting her to privacy where she assumed she would be expected to service their needs.
She was not worried.
She had wanted two black men in a threesome for years. She had not told that to her husband, James, but then when he had suggested she sleep with her black boss, and she had done so, the desires came flooding back. She had slept with Robert. It seemed like a long time ago now, and it had pleased James immensely. Also, she knew that her husband was currently busy with a girl half his age at their home in Chicago.
She snapped back to attention as Ujamaa spoke to her.
"Miss Erica, do not be alarmed, you will be safe." He said reassuringly.
"Mr Dominic is with my father, the Chieftain, so I will take care of you, and when we are all ready to go back, we will deliver you to your room safely."
He continued as they entered the tent:
"My two bodyguards who held you at first will watch the entrances so that other men don't try to interrupt our session."
"I have not had a white woman in many months, and never a woman as beautiful as you Miss Erica," he said.
Erica's heart was pounding, did he mean a threesome? That his other remaining friend and Ujamaa would make love to her at the same time?
"Ujamaa", she said "you must at least tell me your friends' name."
Ujamaa smiled and kissed her. He moved his lips to her ear and said
"Olympus is his name and he will pleasure you with me if that is what you would desire."
"Oh yes! Ujamaa, that would be wonderful, I have always wanted two men at once." she said.
She assumed and was relieved that all four men would not be involved plus however many there were outside.
She did not ask the names of the bodyguards.
She willed herself to concentrate on Ujamaa, to make him worship her as she had always done with her other black lovers.
She willed herself to be in command.
The handsome, young black man took the lovely American executive in his arms and again kissed her. He was delighted that not only did she accept his tongue she eagerly and hungrily kissed him back with a fervour he had never experienced. Ujamaa was thrilled.
He wanted to seduce the beautiful woman and not to force her submission as many of his fellow tribesmen preferred. He would let her lead or follow, it did not matter.
She reached for his cock, and knelt before a black man half her age. She kissed his cock and licked the hard shaft, cupping and gently squeezing his big balls. The other three men watched in awe, and then Olympus approached her from behind and got on his knees cupping her large breasts as she moaned.
Two black men seducing her at the same time, she was in heaven.
The loud drums increased in intensity. Olympus kissed the back of her neck slowly, then inserted his tongue in her ear. Her mouth was stretched over the mushroom cap of Ujamaa's impressive big black cock. Olympus ran his tongue across her cheek, and licked around her mouth and started kissing his friend's cock. Erica was delirious with desire, she pulled Ujamaa's cock out of her mouth and offered it to Olympus who greedily sucked his friend lovingly. Her left hand was still holding the young man's cock, her wedding rings glinted in the low light. They both took turns pleasuring the big African.
Olympus reached behind Erica and stroked her ass cheeks, seeking her anus with his wet fingers. He gently circled her virgin ring, over and over. She moaned loudly.
Ujamaa spoke to Olympus in their native language. He grunted a reply, and after briefly
pushing his thick middle finger a few inches up her anus, he slowly pulled it out. She had never experienced such erotic desire. It felt wonderful.
But clearly Ujamaa had told him to stop, and he did.
Ujamaa lifted the trembling blond to her feet, and Olympus put his head between her legs and licked her cunt lips and her engorged clitoris. He would prepare the woman to accept the big cock of his friend, which was now pushed up from her waist to her heaving full breasts.
Ujamaa had never seen such breasts. The older black wives whom he had bedded all had children and their breasts sagged. Not so with Miss Erica who's breasts ached to be kissed and touched. He lowered his head to suck her nipples. She had both hands on his erection. Out of sight of Ujamaa, Olympus's finger returned to her ass and pushed deeply inside. It was so tight, that he knew then that she was a virgin in the backside and also that Ujamaa was reserving his right as a warrior to make that particular delicious treat his own, probably at a later date.
Erica has a crushing orgasm soaking the face of Olympus.
Ujamaa lowered Erica to the padded duvets covering the rough blankets, and prepared to mount her missionary style. As he entered her she reached out her arms and stroked his athletic, strong, muscled arms and neck. She had never been with such a chiseled man before and she loved the stark contrast between his blue black skin and her white hands.
They kissed over and over. She gave herself to him as he filled her with his huge erection. This was like no lover she had ever had. She told him to fuck her as hard as he could. And he complied. After another raging organsm, he turned her over to doggy style, and when he pushed into her it was at a different angle and it felt even more erotic. Olympus stood in front of her and offered his cock to the willing wet white wife.
He thought to himself that this was a night that he and Ujamaa would remember forever.
She thought to herself that she would never experience anything more erotic.
That soon changed.
Ujamaa called to one of the bodyguards who delivered a jar of cocoa butter to him.
It was a special aphrodisiac that the natives used. Cocoa butter packaging had been enhanced. Ujamaa slathered a geneous amount on his cockhead and pushed it back into Erica, who immediately felt a rush unlike anything she had ever felt. He put some on his lips and tongue and kissed her deeply. Her head was spinning with desire. He bucked and screwed his hips around to thrust to her core.
She yelled: "Don't stop, Oh God, keep fucking me harder and harder, I can't get enough cock. "
The aphrodisiac was a local herb that the black native women mashed up in a secret recipe. It was foolproof and would engage a person who did not want sex into one who craved nothing but.
Its effect on a couple who were already in the throes of wild sex was mind blowing.
