This is a work of complete fiction. It is a story of a young and innocent girl visiting, as a missionary, a newly discovered tribe in Africa. She encounters a very different culture to that she has been brought up in. Hope readers enjoy it but don't take it too seriously.
The church that I attended expected all of us young members to do some form of missionary work. I chose to do mine before going off to university. I was nearly nineteen years old and decided that I wanted to go somewhere where the love of my God would not have been heard of. I learned about a tribe that had only just been discovered in the heart of a small African country that I was ashamed I hadn't even heard of. The elders in the church were not totally happy with this but I convinced them and my parents that my strong faith would protect me.
It took two days travelling by road (well that's what the local representatives of the church called them) to get to the tribe. The tribe was something like 100 to 120 people in total. The welcome was cautious and for the first two weeks I only saw any males over the age of twelve from a distance. The women were fascinated by my very pale completion as they painted various patterns on my arms and face. It took me a couple of days before I realized that the young girls had similar designs on their bodies. The older women were decorated very differently with their breasts being the main canvas. These decorations were on full display, as the women never wore anything above the waist. They did wear skirts most of the time but I was sure that they wore nothing underneath. Up to a certain age the younger girls were usually naked except leather sandals of a sort.
I had been limited in the clothing I was able to bring with me. I brought half a dozen pairs of panties with me and these caused great interest amongst the women. I washed the pair I wore during the day each evening. Few clothes were needed and I found my short skirts the most comfortable with loose tops to combat the heat.
The boys almost never wore any clothes and I therefore saw many penises for the first time in my life. I was surprised how large most of these were and when one of the older boys started to become erect I became more than fascinated as it grow and grow. It embarrassed me that I could not take my eyes off it. I soon became aware why he had become excited as one of the eldest women called to him. She sat on a log and instructed him to approach her. His penis was still getting bigger and was now pointing up towards the seated woman's face. Reaching forward she slid her hands under the excited boy's balls. With one hand holding each ball she rolled and squeezed them and the boy's eyes lost all focus and his knees bent slightly.
I had very few words of their language but the woman I was sitting with made every effort to explain what I was witnessing. It was obviously something that all boys went through at his age and I gathered that his balls and possibly his penis would be bound tightly. I was right as using a naturally occurring twine she wrapped it round and round so that his balls were pulled away from his body and started to turn red and then purple. His penis did not become soft as I thought, given that he must have been in pain. The shaft of his penis did not grow but it now looked like it was made from granite. The head did get bigger and matched the color of his balls. The woman sitting in front of the boy ran her fingers very lightly along the whole length of the underside of his huge member. She then proceeded to use more twine to bind the length of his shaft leaving only the now totally purple head unwrapped. Over the next maybe twenty minutes she played with just the head of his penis and three times he became almost demented and as he did she squeezed hard around the base of his shaft. When he stopped convulsing she started the process again. After the third time she carefully took the binding off completely. She then got him to turn round so that he was facing all the women except her. Moving him back so that he was between her legs she covered her hands with a fluid from a bowl and then took hold of his penis. Having covered the penis taking special care to put lots on the head she started run her hand up and the length of his shaft. The touch was very gentle and her fingers were not able to encircle its thick girth. After a few seconds she brought her other hand round to cup his balls. I knew the theory but I was stunned when the first ejaculation arced from his penis landing many feet from the struggling boy's feet. His penis exploded at least a dozen more times before it reduced to a dribble. There were appreciative expressions from the watching women and the boy suddenly broke out in a smile. I was fascinated to see his penis soften and reduce in size. The angry purple colors were soon gone. My friend seemed to suggest that things had gone well for the boy as he was led away.
This was not the final ceremony of the day as one of the older girls who looked a similar age to me was invited forward. Her decorative artwork on her arms and face were those of a girl. My friend next to me eventually managed to indicate to me that it was the girl's 18
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birthday and time for her to be initiated into womanhood. The girl had a wonderful figure as was very common amongst the teenage girls of the tribe. Her skin looked almost wet as it glistened in the sunshine. She seemed delighted to be attended to by all the younger adult females in the tribe. She removed the few garments that she was wearing and stood proudly naked with her hands behind her back. The position pushed her medium sized boobs out and it was clear that she knew what was going to happen next. She was offered a goblet of drink that she drank down slowly with an expression that suggested that it was not particularly pleasant.
Four of the women arrived with what looked like a padded table covered in beautifully ornate materials. Two different women then approached her and each took hold of a nipple. They appeared functional in their approach to ensuring the nipples were quickly fully erect and ensuring they stayed that way until they coated them with the same fluid from the bowl. This was rubbed into the now very long and thick teats in a way that the young girl looked delighted by. A leaf was then attached to each of her breasts with a thin twine that secured it tightly to the base of her nipple. The girl did not complain at all, but her expression was one of pain.