Prologue
A missionary is a person sent by a church into an area to carry on evangelism or other activities. To work with people in need of aid; to participate in building projects, and share the gospel. To promote its faith or provide services to people, such as education, literacy, social justice, health care, and economic development.
A missionary's attitude is an essential dimension of spirituality and is capable of loving; she must show love toward all, giving her life for her neighbor...And then again, the missionary style is a position for having sex in which a woman lies on her back and her partner is above and facing her.
My name is Annika Slutt a missionary in the service of an evangelical organization, which has sent me to various regions of the world. I have on my own gone to Afrika on safaris. I enjoy traveling, I'm also an accomplished photographer. A week after my 52nd birthday, I was sent on a mission by my organization to the Sahel, the semiarid region of western Afrika...It forms a transitional zone between the arid Sahara (desert) to the north and the belt of humid savannas to the south. The main inhabitants are the Tuareg people, an Arabic term meaning abandoned by God.
An Unusual Safari
I have been married and divorced twice, and now a carefree well- to-do independent woman, with salt and peppery hair that make me look elegant, attractive and very sexy indeed. My regular workouts and yoga has kept me in very good shape and my body well-toned, with a nice rounded jiggly ass.
Well, a safari is described as an exciting and adventurous way of seeing the real Afrika, because it enables you to view a variety of wildlife in their natural habitat. Going on a safari gives you an authentic experience of Afrikan culture, the wonders on the continent, and a taste of unusual natural phenomenon.
I had decided to merge my mission with a safari, to explore the wild landscape of the Sahel. It's abundant human and cultural resources.
I arrived at the fairly big safari guest house near lake Chad, on a hot humid afternoon feeling sticky, tired and headed for the pool in a hurry.... I luxuriated in the cool water for a long time, with my bikini eased off, floating mindlessly in the water which caressed my breasts, my cunt; my eyes shut against the world, feeling the tiredness gradually disappear.
There were seven other women about my age at the poolside having a mini party. They were topless, and their skimpy bikinis barely covered their hairy cunts. I was warmly welcomed, and soon became friends with a likeable English woman with a posh accent called Jean, who was pretty high on booze and pot. She seemed cultured, sophisticated.
"What a lovely arse you have woman" she said, patting my arse cheeks. "Our safari is an experience of a different kind; It's an exciting search for the ultimate monster cock that can fuck a woman deaf, blind and dumb...And Tuareg men are equipped and trained for just that. It is a journey to the outer limits of sexual ecstasy for us" she said, pointing at the women. I was dumbfounded! I shuddered, but what woman does not secretly desire such an experience.
"You mean you are sex tourists"? I asked.
"You could call it that I guess" she said, dragging on the joint.
"What are you here for anyway"? asked Jean sensing my consternation.
"A regular bona fide safari" I said.
After several minutes of discussion, Jean convinced me to check out the sex safari. "You've got nothing to lose except your hymen if you still have it" she chuckled. We both laughed...I was sold, besides I needed some really serious fucking, since my cunt has lain fallow for a long while. It was time I gave her some heavy action.
Jean introduced me to the other women guests; they looked well-to do, decadent and in pretty good shape. Indeed, well-aged beauties I dare say. They were from all over but mainly from Europe. Two of them married. They were all fluent in English.
"Now Annika, Eva and I are nymphos, the rest of the girls are sluts; what are you"? asked Jean.
"A missionary" I mumbled.
There was laughter.
"Nice hairy pussy you have" said one.
"Great looking arse" said another to an applause.
They were all there to enjoy the prowess of the legendary Tuareg mighty, monster cocks, to be filled with gallons of hot cum, and to slake their huge sexual appetites. Bursting with sexual energy, and ravenous bizarre perversions, looking for boundless sex in a zone dense with wild, exciting action. One of them was a Dutch bisexual feminist called Eva del Whore, who made x- rated videos (from a woman's point of view) for her web site. She had her portable equipment, to make videos of all the action that will take place on the safari.
They were women who had taken their sexuality a lot further than elsewhere. I was on time for a scheduled visit to the" Villa Acacia" the next day...Their conversation was risqué, indecent, obscene and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Anticipation was high for the impending visit to the villa.
"My cunt aches terribly, I can't wait to gobble up a Tuareg cock" said Eva patting her prominent pubic mound.
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Awesome Sahel... Monsters in our Pussies
The villa acacia is principally a male harem, but there were butches for Lesbian guests. It is set in an idyllic oasis of acacia trees and shrub. It is a private resort, a few miles from the guest house, and close to lake Chad. The hostess madame Kahina, a truly imperious Tuareg woman had said to us upon our arrival at the villa:
"Women come to the villa acacia to have their cunts wrecked". That sent a shiver thru me. We were booked for a five day visit. Jean was our liaison with the villa, she took care of all arrangements.
Earlier, Jean had told me of the Tuareg men who call themselves "Imohag", translated as free men. And they possess the most prodigious, colossal horse cocks known to mankind. Massive, very hard, very thick, very hot Afrikan meat; almost like another limb for fuck sake!...They are awesome to behold. Rumor has it that Tuareg men carry their dicks in wheelbarrows! "Their stamina and prowess are legendary" said Jean who apparently was on her second visit.
"And the sheer force of their ejaculations is phenomenal" she added. I shivered. I felt like a strayed wanderer from the "normal" world; lost in a mythical, lascivious, astonishing, exotic and erotic world. A world that has to be tasted, felt, indulged in. Only the wild the lecherous, the wanton, the promiscuous woman dares enter this world of all and varied sexual preferences and activities. Where the women love to be sexually satisfied enormously, extravagantly by very long-lasting erotic performances.
My partner for the day was an athletic looking young dude called X--all the males use the letters of the alphabet as names, for anonymity--his huge dick was granite hard with big distended veins. I held it and stared at it in awe. The afternoon was a sultry one but breezy. He had upper body tattoos, his ebony skin smooth. After a prolonged foreplay of cock sucking and cunt lapping, he was ready to fuck me.
He wanted to fuck me doggy style but I refused, telling him that I prefer the missionary style. I like to maintain eye contact as much as I can, while I'm being fucked...I lay on my back, propped up by pillows, arms and legs bent, splayed out, wanton, relaxed. My body a landscape of undulating breasts and belly, a hairy cunt leaking juice.
I wanted X like a rage. He watched my face as I watched his immense upright dick, my eyes riveted to the dark huge balls. I could smell the sweat of desire between us as we rubbed against each other, our naked bodies poised exquisitely, sensuously, languorously sizzling as my hands stroked the granite hard cock. He pushed all of the massive cock into me and began to fuck me in earnest. The cock felt extra hard as it plunged in and out of me, feeding deep, filling me totally. He fucked me and fucked me until a huge orgasm swept over me, making me scream in ecstasy...Rolling me onto my belly, X kissed the globes of my ass, kneading them gently, then pulling me onto my hands and knees.
"You have such a beautiful arse, l will fuck you there later" he said.
I did not object. I breathed softly, my hips moving; my cunt buzzing with heat as he stroked my clitoris. I cried softly, begging him to enter me and he did, slowly inexorably all the way to his balls. My hips moving like fins, supple, strong, fluid. I moaned to his deep thrusts; I panted, demanding deeper penetration.
My cunt opened like a greedy mouth, whirling, sucking him in. I moaned and moaned with pleasure, as he fucked me lavishly. I met his thrusts with my own, reveling in his hardness, his strength. I cried out in delirium as my hips thrashed against him, lashing back, crying out in a litany "O God, fuck me yes, yes fuck me"!.
My juices ran down my thighs as he lifted me, moving into me harder. Sensations broke over us, the tension rose and my body whinnied as I became ignited with a blinding explosion. I came screaming, I was breathless, leaking juices my body trembling. X continued to fuck me deep, hard and strong for a very long time and I wanted it that way. I couldn't be filled enough. My cunt grew wide and greedy, as he drove his hard cock into me magnificently. I came again and again, on and on like a storm, with huge cries, my body shaking violently until I passed out.
Some refreshments had been served when I came to. X and I became more acquainted, chatting and laughing easily. Later, on my back on the low mattress, X plunged his huge, hard dick all the way into my cunt and beyond and began a steady thrusting, stretching my pussy wide and deep.
I moaned, squeezing his hard ass as he thrust deeply into my yielding cunt. Bouncing frantically at the feel of his huge cock, I crooned "OMG", on and on savoring his long, deep, hard thrusts as my cunt avidly devoured the cock. I was lost in an avalanche of pleasure. X fucked me with lingering strokes deeper and deeper. I felt huge tremors spreading thru my body, from my cunt as hoarse rhythmic groans issued from my gaping mouth, my legs were flexed and spread wide.
