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DP by 2 Black men, I asked them to do me.We pulled over and parked our 4X4, while my husband got out and went to the check-point with our passports. We were in Nigeria, on the outskirts of the city, and the heat was unbearable, as I sweated profusely, suddenly my lack of underwear made me very uncomfortable.Men were walking past the car and staring in, and my mind wondered what it was that was flashing through their minds as they eyed me up and down, their looks more menacing and leering, even the guard with his rifle, besides me, shifted uncomfortably, his eyes always on the expanse of bare thigh, I tied to cover, but the hem was mid thigh, and my efforts were in vain.My husband had taken the car keys with him, leaving the windows down, but the stifling heat was becoming unbearable as I sat in my own sweat, ‘I need to go out’, I said the guard, but he smiled, showing perfect white teeth against his very black skin, ‘No maam’, he said politely, ‘they will gang fuck you’, and as he said it his eyes fell onto my bare thighs, as if letting my know, my dress sense implied I was asking for it.Suddenly there were whistles and cat calling as a couple of young black girls were walking up the the same place my husband had entered. They too were wearing skimpy outfits, and were very pretty. My guard started laughing and I looked at him, ‘What’s funny’, I queried?He pointed to where a small crowd of men had gathered around one of the girls who suddenly reappeared from the door they had walked through, and as I watched I saw her dress being removed and within minutes she was naked, and the surge of men on her was frightening.’Can’t you do something’, I said panicking?His eyes were bulging as his laughter turned to a look of jealous rage, he was acting canlı bahis as if I were not there beside him, and to my horror, his hand was gripping his erection, now unmistakeably shaped in his pants, as he caressed himself.I could see her body as each man took turns with her, then she stood up and walked off to the back of the building with some men, and my guard laughed out loud, it was consensual, she had come back out to fuck, ‘She like it’, he repeated over and over, his erection now very obvious, soon the men’s stares turned back to me, sex here in Africa appears to be as casual as it comes.Then I saw my husband appear from the throng and push his was back to the car, what he had to say was not pleasing, ‘It’s going to take ages’, he said, ‘you go back to the hotel and relax, cool off, and I will call you when to come’.’What time frame are we talking about’, I queried, 4 to 6 hours he replied.The driver got back in and started up the engine, feeling the cool air from the air condition was a wonderful feeling, ‘Put it on full’, I said as we pulled away from the throng, and I noted my guards cock was still making a massive protuberance in his green pants.The cold air had an immediate effect on my nipples, where were wildly outlined against my thin cotton dress, which itself, had become matted against my body with my own sweat, something my guard had been looking at, as I studied his reflection in my window, I felt I was naked to him, and his cock touching so close to me, was becoming very personal.They started talking to each other, laughing, and I felt I could be in there somewhere, I was feeling very vulnerable, when the driver addressed me, ‘The guard say you like to see the girl fucking’, and I could see he was looking at me through the bahis siteleri rear view mirror?I swallowed hard, the sexual tension between me and the two huge black men in the car was palpable, I sensed their need of me, and I was scared and strangely excited.One would have to be a liar not to admit having sex with a black man had not been discussed during my time down here with my husband.He is not a cuckold, but his constant teasing and endless discussions in bed before fucking did involve me with a black man, and here I was with two, and I would be a liar if I did not confess to feeling a little fruity, a term from my girls boarding school days to imply I was horny.’It was a very open display’, I said in retort, ‘she didn’t seem to mind’. My voice was shaky and felt thick, even more so as I was sure both men were picking-up on my sexual nervousness.The driver said something to the guard and they both burst out in a peal of laughter, it was almost infectious, as I smiled more openly myself, ‘The guard ask if you like to have fuck also’?There was a sudden silence in my head, both men were laughing and all the noise of the surrounding jungle had gone, they were asking me to fuck with them, and I felt dizzy and faint, but not scared.Then as a gathered my senses I heard myself say, ‘Yes’.The driver stopped laughing, and said something to the guard, whose face went straight and serious. The the car took a sudden swerve off the main road and up a dirt track, where it came to an abrupt halt, and both men got out and came around to my door.The driver opened my door and I sat there frozen to the spot, I was looking over the driver’s shoulder, the guard had dropped his pants and was stepping out of them, he too like myself was not wearing underwear, güvenilir bahis but what held my attention was his cock, there appeared no way he could get that monster inside me.The driver had reached in and was pulling my out legs first, I had consented to be fucked and there was no way of stopping this. My feet touched the sandy ground and the driver reached down, grabbed the hem of my cotton print and pulled it up under my bared breasts, turned me and bent me over the back seat.I could only imagine what the guard was looking at for the first time in his life a white woman’s ass, and pinkish slit, which the driver was pulling apart, and the unthinkable that I thought might be too big to go in, went in, all the way up, I felt my body was splitting in two, I had never had a cock so big inside me.The car shook violently as he fuck me, I even cried out in paid as he bored into me violently, interspersed with my own orgasms, there were many, during the forty minutes or so of violent humping, how could I explain this to my husband, as my pain subsided and I began to enjoy this very dirty of liaisons.As he slipped from me, I turned to face him, my eyes caressed his black nakedness and the fucking dong that had just destroyed my poor pussy, ‘Tell him he was my first and biggest’, and as the driver spoke, I added, ‘tell him I loved being fucked by him’, and as I spoke I reached out and took hold of him and pressed his flaccid cock against my pussy, feeling my hips gyrate slowly, I could feel I was wanting him inside me again.’My turn’, said the driver, and as I let the guards cock go, I turned back to the back seat and lay across it, ‘Be my guest’, I said, as he spread my ass cheeks and did just that, the pain was different, as a woman’s ass does not self lubricate, just his spit.He was close when I turned and said something I never thought I would say, ‘Ask the guard to go back into me’, I paused then added, ‘I want to feel both of you take me together’.
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