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Her First African
(Trevon Carter)

"Where are you going?"  He asked.

"Need to go and clean up with some water outside," Gwen replied as she headed out of the tent.

"Okay, be careful, it's pretty dark out there," Ian replied as he rolled on his side and closed his eyes.

Gwen sighed and rolled her eyes as she stepped out.  He hadn't even offered to come with her to protect her in the darkness.  When she stepped out, the cool air hit her hard, making her nipples stand and press against the thin fabric of her pajama blouse.  The chill even slipped up her skirt and between her legs, making her shiver.

"Wow, a bit nippy," she said to herself as she walked out.

Not so far off in the distance, she could see an orange hue light up the black sky.  The faint moans seemed to be originating from there.  She crept through the darkness and headed towards the orange light.  As she grew closer, she could hear the familiar sound of bodies smacking against each other. 

The cool air warmed as she approached, and she could start to see what the source of the orange hue was; a huge bonfire.  She rushed over to a nearby tent and quietly looked out from the side to see figures surrounding the fire.  Gwen covered her mouth as her eyes widened at the sight.

It was a massive orgy, with tribesmen and women in various positions enjoying one another.  Even from the distance she was at, Gwen could see the long, thick members of the black men slamming in and out of the dark skinned women.  It was like watching shadows pleasure one another with the bonfire lighting up the night.

She bit her lower lip as she slowly crept even closer, moving to yet another nearby tent.  Her crotch was wetter than before, and her body even warmer.  She wondered if maybe the lighting was tricking her eyes, but as she got closer, she knew there were no tricks.  The tribesmen all had impressive, powerful members that easily dwarfed her husband's.

"Amazing," she whispered as she stared at the men and women go at it passionately.

Her right hand moved on its own, slowly making its way between her legs towards her quivering sex.  Ian might have been satisfied with his performance but she was far from it.  Her finger brushed against her sensitive clit and she let out a small moan as she rubbed her sex.  She slowly pushed one finger between the lips of her sex and moaned louder.

"Gwen?"  A voice called out.

She froze, her hand still between her legs with the front of her skirt pulled up.  Her heart raced as she slowly pulled her hand away and turned.  Ada was standing about a foot away, completely naked with a tribesman standing next to her.  He was extremely tall, towering over both of them.  Gwen's eyes immediately shot down to his crotch to see his long, uncircumcised member as it swung back and forth between his legs.

"Uh...  Ada...  Hey, uh, hi," Gwen stuttered nervously, her eyes unable to focus elsewhere.

"Why ah...  are you here?"  Ada inquired.

"I was um...  This isn't...  I needed to um...  I was looking to clean myself before I went to sleep," Gwen replied, her mind racing.

"Ah... clean, hm, yes, there is water over there," Ada said as she pointed towards a hut away from the bonfire.  "But do you want to join us first?"  She offered.

"What?  Join you?  Where?  There?"  Gwen asked as she pointed in the direction of the orgy, her hand shaking.

"Yes, much fun," Ada replied as she grabbed the tribesman's member.  "See?"

Gwen gulped and shook her head.  "Oh no, it's okay.  My husband, I uh...  Ian is waiting for me," she responded nervously.

Ada shrugged her shoulders and tugged on the tribesman's hardening member.  "Well, come join sometime.  Very much fun," she said as she headed towards the bonfire with the tribesman following closely beside her.

Gwen rubbed her eyes, unable to get the image of the tribesman's huge member out of her head.  It was burned into her and all she could see was it hardening in Ada's hand.  Her body was on fire as she quickly made her way back to her own tent.