Part 3 from Jonathan.
It was early morning as the safari limo disappeared from site of the retreat compound. Dana, the oldest sister, had tried to stop the vehicle but was unable to. She knew the possible dangers that perhaps awaited her younger brother and sister but for now she could only remain behind and worry about them. Reflecting on her own affair with black male flesh last night, she embarrassingly felt a strange excitement. She was worried yet aroused at the thought of Shawn and Tia being in black hands.
"Damn it girl, why am I thinking thoughts about the possible seduction of my bother and sister. Why is it titillating....Damn it....I should be nothing but worried, Dana said to herself."
Dana knew that she would again be under her African man tonight and would be lustfully accepting his manhood. Her panties were wet at the thought of it and even shockingly more soaked at the thoughts creeping into her head about Tia and Shawn.
As the safari limo was well under way and the remains of civilization disappeared from view, the teenage passengers were all excited as they were now seeing the countryside and before long a few wildlife. The two girls, sisters, in the rear were not as consumed with the view as they were with black hands beginning to fondle them. They had been on this safari before and yearned for the excitement of having older black men love on them.
Refreshments had been stored in a cooler and were passed around to everyone not long after they left the retreat. A fruit punch that was very tasty but spiked with rum. All of the teens on this trip had drunk alcohol before but did not notice the alcohol content at first. They would soon.
The two girls, 18 and 19, in the very rear were French and lived with their parents in the port city of Lagos. Their father was a sea captain and spent a lot of time away from home. Not only his daughters but his wife as well had black African men spend numerous nights in their home during his absence. These two French vixens knew there would be plenty of sex on this safari and being away from the parents made it even more exciting.
They wasted no time in getting their juices flowing. They had been with these two Africans before and were eager to fuck them again.
The oldest sister was sitting on the lap of the tallest African as he had his hand under her T-shirt fondling her breast and his other hand inside her unbuckled pants with his finger stroking her vagina. Her head was tilted back on his shoulder and her mouth partially open as she was absorbed in the sexual embrace of this black man. She could feel his stiffened manhood under her and his heavy breath on her neck.
The other sister was lip locked with her black man and his hand had also found it's way to her vagina. Luckily, the noisy sound of the vehicle drowned out the sounds of the two girls sensual moans. A curtain dividing the rear compartment kept them out of view from Shawn and Tia.
Shawn was seated next to the black African in the second row seat. He was thrilled with seeing a herd of gazelles running about a 150 meters east of their vehicle. The African was thrilled also but his excitement was sitting next to such a pretty young lad with blonde hair and small frame. He began pointing out different plants and a few animals to Shawn as he had placed his left hand on Shawn's knee. Shawn only thought of it as being attentive and friendly. The black African's thoughts were different and touching the white creamy skin of this morsel was delightful.
Meanwhile, Tia was seated next to a black African in the third row seat. She too was being counseled on the various sites. The African had his arm on top of her seat with his right hand slightly touching her shoulder. As she looked away hat the window his eyes were undressing her. He had sex with an older white woman once before but she was nothing compared to a girl this young and so lovely.
"Miss Tia, I'm going to smoke some herb to clear a headache. Would you care to join me?"
"Oh, no...I do not smoke. But thank you anyway, she replied.
The African pulled out what looked like a ring size cigar and lit up. He also gave one to the African sitting next to Shawn. After only a few minutes, the smoke began building up in the vehicle.
Tia was beginning to cough a bit. "Sir, please roll your window down further. I cannot breathe properly."
"My apologies miss Tia. After a couple of more puffs I will put it out."
An hour had passed since they had left the retreat. They slowed down and turned onto a dirt road leading into a low hills landscape. Tia and Shawn were becoming light headed and feeling a bit tipsy from the smoke and the fruit drinks. Tia was just talking away and giggling when the vehicle hit a big bump in the road. Everyone sort of bounced up and as Tia was jarred, she inadvertently put her hand on the lap of the African sitting next to her.
Her hand found a hard penis that was more than accepting. Embarrassed, Tia quickly removed her hand from his lap.
The African laughed. "Did you find something you did not expect?"
"I am so sorry...I did not mean to touch you like that. It was very improper but truly an accident. Please forgive me," she replied.
"I will only forgive you if you put your hand back," he countered.
The African then held her shoulder and gripped her hand pulling it back to his lap. He pressed her right hand against his hard erection and leaned over with a slight kiss on her on the neck.
"Please don't, please. I'm not that kind of girl. I've never touched a black man before and my parents would hate me if I did."
Tia was feeling the herb's second hand smoke along with the drink. Here, she was sitting next to a very black African and away from home. Her thoughts were mixed in that she was becoming aroused yet fearful of this man and what he might expect. Then again, she was also feeling the burning in her loins from her hand pressed against his hardness.
