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This is about my first interracial experience as a teen, black on white, the awe and envy of the size of the black boy’s cocks, the mocking at the first time sighting of my small white cock, my humiliation and ecstasy of the interracial episode. This was the start of my life journey of interracial sexual pleasure be it gay, bisexual or straight.

I grew up on a farm in Africa, a white boy with black friends. The African boys were older and bigger than me and from morning until night we explored and played together on the vast farm. Thembu was the eldest, 16 years old and I was the youngest 13 years old. Growing up among them I spoke their language fluently. It was an extremely hot and dry summer’s day and we headed for the river to cool off under the shade of the willow trees that grew on the banks. Soon our shirts were off and again I could not help but notice the bronzed black upper torsos of my friends. Someone found mud and we were soon smearing this on our bodies to cool down. They teased me and said that now with the black mud I looked like an African boy. My reply was that I did not have their strong build. The mud soon dried and we decided to jump in the pool in the river to wash off the mud, swim and literally just chill in the midday sun. Thembu was the first to remove his shorts and jump in the water. He was followed by Josi, Elias then me. As teenage boys we all frolicked nude in the clear river water removing the mud and letting the water cool our overheated bodies. It wasn’t long before the horse play started, grabbing and ducking, and making attempts to grope the other boys’ cocks under the water. As a group we were getting each other very aroused. Elias was the first to get out and lie on his back on the grass in the sun.

We followed suit and soon the entire “gang” was lying in the sun drying off. I was in the middle with Thembu on one side of me and Josi on the other side, an Oreo situation, black on both sides, white in the middle. The warmth of the sun induced day dreaming and we semi dosed off, four naked teen boys lying in the sun on the banks of an African river. No, there were no crocodiles or hippos to worry us.

The semi drowsiness and warm sun had an erotic impact on the group. Half opening my eyes I noticed that their black cocks were swelling and growing in this relaxed environment. I was fascinated. They lay with their eyes shut, thinking lustful thoughts as their black cocks slowly twitched and changed from flaccid to semi erect. No African boy is circumcised until about the age of 18, so the three had pronounced foreskins that were gradually retreating as their erections were becoming harder. My little white circumcised cock was also getting very stiff, growing to about 4 inches long at full erection and a little thicker than a thumb. By comparison these three black cocks were huge, twice, if not three times the size of mine. It was the first time I had seen my friend’s cocks, fully erect in such a flagrant and erotic display. I was aroused to the point of oozing pre-cum from the tip of my cock and could not help myself by slowly hand wanking my tiny white cock. The big black boys were still half asleep in their lustful stupor. Their black fingers were curled around their hardening shafts. It became obvious to me that they did this often and I had just become witness to this secret wanking club. I had to sit up to get a better view of these three big black cocks glistening in the African sun as they continued to grow in size assisted by hand stimulation. The movement of my sitting up must have woken them. Thembu smiled when he saw me staring at their actions and was amused by me playing with my small white cock. He woke his wanking mates and pointed to my small erect white cock.

“Have you ever seen such a small erect cock on a 13 year old boy?” he asked.

“I have never seen a white cock before, let alone such a small one.” Josi laughed.

“Not much to see” Elias said teasingly. They continued to tug on their massive black cocks bringing them to full erection.

“Are you fully erect?” Josi asked.

“Yes” I whimpered ashamedly.

“Then let’s compare each other’s cocks. Here I’ll put mine next to yours.” His 8 inch cock shadowed my small 4 inch white offering and contrasted, his being blood darkened black and mine a pale insipid white. Elias was next with his huge tool rubbing his tip against mine. He had never seen a circumcised white cock and suspected the early circumcision could have affected my growth and size development. Thembu was last with his thick long cock the biggest of the bunch. He held his cock out, hardly being able to get his fingers around the hardened shaft. His black cock was very much thicker than mine.

“Can I touch your cock?” I asked. He let me wrap my hand around his massive manhood. They giggled like girls at my fascination. Elias and Josi presented their erections for me to feel and fondle. My cock was in constant arousal and I almost came handling these three big black cocks of my African friends.

They must have then taken sympathy on my small white cock and the lack of exercise I was getting in my formative years for they went into detail as to how they had been made to make their fledging penises bigger. With excitement they kept interrupting each other as they remembered another tribal ritual that had been used to enhance cock size. When about 9 years old the process starts, bearing in mind that as African boys they went around naked all the time so their cocks were always on show for the whole tribe to witness. A white oily clay found near the waterhole was used to apply to their cocks. This had a threefold function: as a lubricant, as one was expected to masturbate ones cock constantly; the oily clay also had a Viagra effect keeping one in a constant state of arousal to allow continuous masturbation; and the white clay on the naked black cock told the elders, grandparent, uncles and aunts and nubile black girls of the village that the transformation from boyhood to manhood had begun.

All the while they were telling me these stories all three of them were playing with their very erect big black cocks. As I was getting both oral and visual stimulation listening to their stories and watching three black teen boys wanking their handsome cocks. I added manual stimulation to the equation and wanked on my white cock, albeit small in comparison to my companions.

Thembu also told me that as young boys they plaited grass and wrapped the dried plaited grass around the base of their young cocks slowly and tightly twisting it around to the head of the cock where they tied it. A long piece of plaited grass was left hanging from the end of their cocks.

They used this to tie a heavy rock on to permanently stretch and lengthen their black cocks. Before letting the rock hang the plaited grass around the cock was doused with water. They then lay in the sun. As the grass dried it shrunk tightening the grass noose.

The young boys would all walk around for months with rocks hanging from the end of their penises. As they got used to the weight and stretching action of the rock, so the rock weight was increased. They told me that some tribal boys had cocks that hung between their knees due to this rock weight stretching exercise during the formative years.

“Did all three of you do this?” I asked.

“Yes” they replied in unison and I could see the amazing results.

“Do you want us to do it for your small white cock?” they offered.

“Now can we each wank your small white cock, as we have never touched a white cock before?” they asked. Very gently they took turns in using only their thumb and index finger to give my little cock a few strokes each. I must say it was most enjoyable to be fondled by three teen black boys each sporting a massive hard on. Thembu then suggested that he give me a foreskin fuck. I asked him what that was as I did not have a foreskin. They all laughed at my ignorance and it was obvious that they all knew and had practiced this rite before.

“Come I will show you” he said. “It will be easy with your small white un-circumcised cock.” With that he approached me and putting his cock tip to tip with mine, thick black to thin white he unrolled his extra foreskin down my erect cock. It covered it completely like a thick chocolate condom. Then holding his foreskin in place over my cock with two fingers and grasping his thick cock with his other hand he slowly started to wank both cocks. His pre-cum lubricated the engulfing foreskin and slowly at first increasing in tempo he masturbated both cocks. The sensation of having my cock inside the warm wet black foreskin of my African friend was too much for me and I soon came releasing my humble load of cum. This triggered Thembu who also came. I felt his hot/warm cum fill the tightly held foreskin in volumes. I could feel his cock doing the orgasm jerk and it was amazing to see his foreskin covering my entire 4 inch cock from tip to ball base. My small depleted cock slid easily from its slimy enclosure. Josi and Elias were wanking their ebony boners and both came shortly after me.

They said my small white cock had bought them a lot of amusement and arousal and if I promise to let them play with my cock again they will let me wank their real big black cocks. They also promised not to tell the black girls in the village how small my white cock was. Of course I agreed and looked forward to our next riverside wanking session.

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It had been a long bus ride but I was now in Louisiana. The Greyhound bus was slowing at it approached my destination bus station. Looking out of the window I could see Cousin Lee Anne waiting for. My word she had grown since I had last seen her. She was a girl then and now a well endowed young teen girl with tits that were just bursting to escape the confines of her low cut blouse. She had long black hair that hung loose to her almighty breasts. As I stepped down from the bus she ran to hug me and kiss me, much more passionate than I had expected from a girl cousin.

“Hello cousin Charlie” she said with her southern drawl “It’s been a long time since we have seen each other. My word you have grown into a handsome young man. Just look at your upper torso, to die for.” she rambled on. I grabbed my bag and Lee Anne grabbed my hand.

“Come, my boyfriend, Gary is waiting in the car”

“Gary this is my cousin Charlie, Charlie Gary.”

Gray was tall and good looking and ticked all the boxes for an ideal boyfriend. I guessed that he was the same age as Lee Anne who had just turned sweet sixteen.

“We should be at the plantation house in twenty minutes. I bet you must be tied and thirsty after your bus trip” Lee Anne said.

Now let me explain. My Aunt Delia, my mother’s younger sister, had invited me to come stay with them at the plantation house in Louisiana for an extended holiday. Aunt Delia who was now 34 had a teen pregnancy with a man who was twice her age. He honourably married Aunt Delia and Lee Anne, my cousin, now 16 is their daughter. The elderly husband/father had recently died under suspicious circumstances. Aunt Delia had inherited the Plantation House in Louisiana. At the inquest into his death Aunt Delia gave testimony that her husband had died while they were fucking. The judge requested that she used the term “making love”.

“Tell us how this came about.” The judge asked.

“Well I was fucking, sorry your honour, making love to my husband. He was kneeling on the bed and I was arse……………., sorry anal fucking him with my large strap on dildo and wanking his cock at the same time when he had this seizure heart attack and collapsed on the bed before I could reach orgasm” Aunt Delia testified.

“What time was this?” asked the judge.

“Only two o’clock in the afternoon, and we had only made love eleven times that day!” Aunt Delia replied.

“Died of natural causes” the judge declared and so Aunt Delia inherited the Plantation house and estate.

All the detail, which I had read with fascination, was available in the court records.

“Do you remember how our mothers used to bath us together when we were small?” Lee Anne asked as we drove along. It was an embarrassing question to be asked in front of her boyfriend Gary.

“Yes” I said hoping to end this conversation.

“And how I, as a small girl, was always enchanted with your little willie and wanted to play with it all the time and how your mother used to get so cross at me playing and pulling your little willie and getting so excited when it grew big.” I was really blushing now.

“And how I used to cry because I did not have a willie of my own just a little hole as I used to call it.” She went on.

We arrived at the Plantation House, a historic old white home surrounded with extensive lawns and gardens with old oak tress dripping with moss. I was allocated a bedroom upstairs to share with Gray. Lee Anne told us the staff were off duty and we would have a casual dinner and drinks at 6:30 that evening. I dumped my luggage claiming the window bed, freshened up and came down for dinner.

Aunt Delia was in the dining room, her tall statuesque back towards me as I came in. She wore a full length light weight summer gown with inch wide gold strips alternating with total see through strips. She turned when she heard me. It seem in slow motion for her long black hair swung, her shoulders turned revealing her front. The gown had a plunging neckline exposing her magnificent breasts (they must have been at least 38C in size) which her firm and unsupported by a bra. The gown was buttoned by a single button at her navel and then was cut away in a large inverted V to the floor putting her shaved cunt and long legs on display for all to see.

“So Charlie, are you happy to be here?” Aunt Delia asked.

I was at a loss for words as I could not avert my eyes from her classic marble statue like body shown off to perfection with the revealing see through gown.

“We dress casually for dinner when the staff are off duty” she said putting me at ease. “How was your trip and great to have you come and visit at Plantation House. Twenty years old, imagine that, you have become a man since I last saw you. Look at those well developed upper body muscles. The girls must all just love you” she said giving me a very close hug against her near naked body.

At that point Lee Ann and her boyfriend Gray came into the dining room. Lee Ann had changed now wearing a full short mini skirt and a light white blouse pulled up to expose her tanned midriff and tied loosely in a knot between her equally impressive tanned 16 year old tits. I was certainly developing an appetite. It was a picture to watch Gary’s face as he saw Aunt Delia’s revealing gown. He was mesmerised and I could see him adjusting his sudden hard on in his jeans.

“We have a gumbo sea food soup, fresh baguettes and plenty of red wine.” said Aunt Delia “So please help yourselves.” We never sat at the large dining table but at a more intimate circular table in the bay window which made for close contact. We seem to consume more red wine than soup as we caught up with conversation. As the wine flowed the libidos showed. By now, Aunt Delia with wine glass in hand was holding forth with Gary, her see through gown was wide open, her voluptuous breasts on full display for all to see and enjoy. Gary and I were totally enjoying the meal the wine and the erotic sensual display being put on by my young aunt. Gray on the pretext of paying full attention to Aunt Delia’s conversation was transfixed by the size, swing and thrust of her two mammaries, making the mistake of turning his back on Lee Anne. Although Lee Anne was totally unphased by her mother’s breasts being on dinner display she was not amused by being ignored by her boyfriend. She had consumed a lot of red wine and was drinking heavily now. Surreptitiously I watched in fascination as she undid the knot holding her blouse together freeing her tits. With a shake of her equally impressive tits the blouse fell to either side putting her younger tits on dinner display as well. Only I had noticed her seductive actions. Looking my cousin in the eyes I raised my eyebrows at her slutty actions. In response she put her tongue out at me as she had done when we were kids together, took a large sip of red wine and deliberately let the red wine spill from her mouth and cascade down the valley between her naked tits. The red wine seemed to move in slow motion enjoying the traverse over and between her tits as much as I was watching this spectacle.

I remember this intimate welcoming dinner ended about then with Aunt Delia getting up from the table and turning to me saying

“Well Charlie I hope to see a lot more of you during your stay with us.”

With that she floated from the room her full length gown flowing and trailing behind trying to keep up with her lithe naked body. Gary and Lee Anne, her blouse still hanging wide open, went out onto the porch for a “goodnight” kiss which I’m sure would begin and end with a dam good fucking for both of them. I took the opportunity to go upstairs and settle down for my first night at Aunt Delia’s Plantation house in Louisiana.

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Continuing from part one: “Oh, by the way, did I mention that I had invited the three Swazi boys around to the cottage for drinks tonight? They asked if they could bring three of their well hung friends. I said sure, I look forward to a fresh fucking challenge. You can serve the beers, naked of course as I’m sure they will all be amused seeing your pathetic pale phallus.” This was the first time and hopefully not the last that I saw my wife fucked by big black cocks. Likewise it was the first time she had been gangbanged by well endowed cocks and she assured me she wanted to do it again.

When we got back to the cabin Lisa plopped down into an arm chair, exhausted but fully stimulated.

“Pour your little, big black cock slut of a wife a glass of wine please. I feel I have earned it after such an enjoyable afternoon of sex in the outdoors. I think you also enjoyed watching your young wife being fucked repeatedly by three black Swazi boys. I can’t wait to see your erotic pictures of the action.” Lisa said. When I returned from the kitchen, with her glass of wine, Lisa was sitting in the chair, still stark naked, other that the three trophy bead necklaces. She had her long legs wide open, her cunt on open view. A perfect picture. I grabbed my camera. Click, click, click with Lisa posing for the shoot.

With her long nails she was scratching at the cum “scabs” on her inner thighs, neatly putting the “souvenirs” on the side table.

“I wonder whose cum this is?” she mused in a semi memory trance.

“There’s some around your mouth and on your cheek” I told her. She put her tongue out and tried to lick the mementos of the afternoon’s gangbang off her cheek. This was not working so she asked me to scrape the cum scab off and put it on the pile with the others.

Having finished her glass of wine she pushed her naked body out of the chair and went to shower. As she was so exhausted (or should I say “fucked”) I offered to help her scrub down in the shower. I always took pleasure in soaping her luscious naked body paying extra attention to her magnificent pair of 38C tits, rubbing her firm rubbery nipples and slipping my hand between her legs to soap her thoroughly serviced cunt. Kneeling down to get a closer view I noticed that her labia were inflamed a redder brown colour and the area around her cunt was ruddier than usual. I slipped a soapy finger into her water moist cunt. The same wife’s cunt I had fucked earlier in the day with my miniscule four inch cock. I noticed now that it had been seriously stretched during the later afternoon’s orgy and I could easily slip four fingers in without her complaining. It had certainly been stretched by those large black cocks.

All this soaping and intimate washing of my wife’s naked body caused my small white cock to get a breaking point erection like any other red blooded male would get if he was in this shower cubicle administering to my wife.

“Would you like me to soap your stiff little cock?” Lisa asked seeing my horny dilemma “It won’t take much soap” she laughed. She thought my tiny tiddler was a joke. “You are always taking pictures of me in a naked state and close ups of my cunt, how about I take picture of your wee willy all erect and soaped up. I can put the picture on Facebook to show all my friends that we had a “clean” weekend away.” She laughed some more. Click

“You have had your way with me in the shower, now it is my turn” With that Lisa took my foreskin between her thumb and index finger of her left hand and using her right hand took her razor and started to shave my pubic hairs. She slid the razor down the length of my stretched cock column, and then she denuded my testicles before shaving the pubic hair triangle at the base of my stomach. All the while holding on to my foreskin and stretching my minute cock to its limits. It was a nerve racking experience, not at all erotic. I was relieved when she let go and washed my nether region.

Once dry and out of the shower she had a close look at her handy work.

“You look pre-teen, pre-pubertal without any pubic hair and your small flaccid cock adds to the picture. I must get another picture of my toy boy. Big cheque book, small cock. Ha ha!” Click

Time was getting on, so both naked in the kitchen, we had a sandwich.

“Have to have something solid other that wine and fresh cum” Lisa said in anticipation of the evenings upcoming event.

It was a warm sultry summer evening in Swaziland.

“What should I wear?” I asked.

“Not much, but I have something festive in mind for you.” Lisa replied going off to the bedroom in her still naked state. She returned with some red ribbon that she used to fashion a bowtie around my neck. There was still some red ribbon left which she tied in a neat small bow at the base of my now flaccid white cock.

“Now you look in the party mood, in true cuckold husband outfit, ready to watch your randy young white wife fuck some more big black cock.” She knew and I knew what effect this would have on my pathetic phallus and in no time I was at my full proud four inch erection. Click went Lisa still with the camera.

“What are you going to wear?” I asked wondering.

“I will go and slip into something revealing. Get me another glass of wine will you.”

Lisa returned wearing the three trophy beaded necklaces that hung well into her ample cleavage dividing her 38C cup assets. She wore a very flimsy totally see-through sarong which was more arousing than seeing her naked, it barely covered her tits and hung open down the front exposing her naked cunt. She had put on her cork platform sandals that made her look that much taller.

“Don’t you think these shoes push my thighs up and out pushing my hungry cunt out invitingly? She asked.

“Yes” I replied and did several clicks with the camera

“It is 6pm. Where are my well hung gangbang boys?” Lisa asked

“Remember its Africa time I’m sure they won’t miss this date”

“Sit and enjoy your wine while you can.” I said trying to put her at ease.

“Tell me what is it about black cock that gets white girls so excited and aroused?” I asked making casual but loaded conversation.

“Well, speaking for myself let me tick off a few answers:

• I believe that interracial sex between Black men and White women to be the epitome of human sexuality;

• • It’s also a desire, a want to have and experience something that you don’t have, a different experience. “What do you mean?” I asked “Well in our case a much bigger cock!” touché   “You know forbidden fruit.”

• It’s also the Taboo factor dating from black slave and white master days. Of breaking the taboo;

• White women, in general find black men very exotic and exciting and present a sensual challenge, it’s that smooth silky touch of the black cock and so much to touch;

• Then there’s the cultural difference. The perception of a musty jungle smell, nakedly attired fucking the white, first world female species, not out of love but out of lust;

• It’s said that black men are sexually superior to all other male species. Look at their penises. The average erect size of a white penis is 5.6 inches whereas the average erect size of a black penis is 8 inches and so much thicker. “Whoa I’m going on and on” Lisa said “I sound addicted to black cock. Let me think what else?”

• “Oh yes, the skin colour contrast. That silky black velvet in sheer contrast to my sallow white” “Watching that thick, black penis invade my pallid white thighs. I’m getting wet at the thought and anticipation.”

Lisa had been sitting cross legged on the couch sipping her wine and ruminating the fantasy benefits of big black cock. Her cunt was splayed apart her labia had become pronounced and engorged, glistening in the light with her flowing juices. I had watched fascinated as the dark pool of my wife’s lust juices had created an ever enlarging dark spot on the couch upholstery. The light was just perfect, her juices streaming. I had to get a close up picture of this pre-orgy target. Click.

It was at this point that we heard the distant drum sounds coming from the valley below the cabin.

“Your long schlong lovers are on their way” I said “Listen the drums are getting closer.

Undoing her see through sarong Lisa asked me to quickly oil her entire body. She passed me the bottle of baby oil. This was another task I loved so I applied the oil liberally rubbing it on to her tanned white body. As I knew that her gorgeous tits and nipples as well as her cunt was going to be working overtime tonight, I paid special attention to these areas twisting the nipples to ensure deep penetration of the oil. (At least the oil could do deep penetration on Lisa).

“I’d like you to oil my anus as well” she instructed. “Sink your index finger as deep as you can up my arse.”

“You not going to let those huge thick black cocks anal fuck you, are you? They will tear you apart! I mean you have never let me fuck you up the arse.”

“Just do as I say! Now push your finger in and slide it in and out. Yes like that. Uhmm … that feels so good. My plan, my poorly endowed husband, is to allow you to put your thin little white cock up my bum while a thick large black cock is fucking the hell out of my cunt. This way you will be able to feel the sensations of the thickness and depth that black cock is invading me inside. His cock will rub against yours and you can share my pleasure.”

With that statement I increased my finger fucking of my wife’s cunt and my four inch cock came on its own accord.

The drums were close now and we heard the singing and chanting. It sounded if a whole impi was coming to fuck my wife.

Lisa put the see though sarong back, on which heightened her sexuality.

We moved out onto the veranda of the cabin. It was a full moon night and the front lawn was bathed in bright moonlight.

“Help me carry this divan bed from the veranda to the centre of the lawn. If I am going to the centre of fucking attention tonight then I need a bit of comfort to endure” Lisa said

We placed the divan bed strategically in the centre of the lawn, in full moonlight. To me it was like an erotic sexual altar, offering up my randy white wife to be sacrificed to large black primitive cock. The stage was set, the mood was set. Let the debauchery begin.

The drums thundered behind me. The Swazis were on the lawn.

Lisa grabbed the bottle of wine and lifting it to her lips finished the contents. Wiping her lips with her arm she said “Now let’s make a grand entrance.” We walked out the front door of the cabin, me naked, albeit for the red ribbon bowtie around my neck and the cute red bow around my flaccid white cock. Lisa stood tall in her platform heels that thrust her pelvic region invitingly forward. The heels made her stand 5 foot 9 inches, tall and statuesque. Her see through sarong draped over her oiled body giving her no sense of modesty at all but accentuated her nakedness. Around her neck hung the three trophy wooden bead necklaces that she had earned this afternoon from her young Swazi boy fuckers. They hung and swung in her ample cleavage, bringing attention to her magnificent 38C cup breasts, the left one exposed the right under sarong cover. A titillating site for any red blooded man be he white or black.

As we stood at the top of the veranda steps a silence fell over our visitors. Driven by lust or wine or both, Lisa made a dramatic move to undo and drop the sarong. A gasp of admiration rose from the throng of black visitors. Lisa had put on display, to all, her tall, naked, oiled white body that gave the message “I am ready to be fucked” Click

There was no sign of the drummer; he must be hidden in the bush out of sight. On the lawn in front of the cabin stood the three “afternoon” Swazi boys, totally naked apart from the bead necklaces that Lisa had given them. To their left stood three tall mature regal looking Swazi men, with feather decoration headdresses. They held tall broad ox hide traditional shields covering their torsos as well as their manhood offerings. I was amused that the ox hide shields were of black and white cattle, most appropriate I thought for the evening’s entertainment. Click

The tallest of the boys, who spoke perfect English, beckoned to make a speech. “He thanked us for inviting them to the cabin tonight. He thanked me for allowing him and his two friends to fuck my wife that afternoon. They said it was very special as it was the first white woman they had ever fucked and were looking to pleasure my beautiful white wife again tonight. When they saw how small my white cock was, as we can all see here now, they fully understood my wife’s need to experiment with larger cocks which they as black Swazi’s could offer. In this regard they had carefully selected among the 30 year old men in the tribe to ensure they bought penis offerings for her that were very much larger than they had to offer. He hoped that she would enjoy these large men and that I would also enjoy watching my naked white wife being fucked repeatedly by well endowed black men.

He was getting a bit verbose. Standing naked at the top of the steps, Lisa was getting exceptionally wet down below and her inner thighs glistened in the moonlight. The speaker persisted.

“As a thank you gift to the white man we bought with us three young teen Swazi girls for you to play with and with them to play with you. You must not be surprised if our girls giggle or are amused by your very small white cock as they have never seen a naked white man before let alone a white penis.”

With that he whistled and three shy and naked young Swazi girls appeared out of the darkness and were pushed towards me. I came down off the steps and walked to my generous black gift trio. Other than a string of multicoloured beads around their necks and a loose beaded tie around their waists they were totally naked. Their skin was a uniform light brown; the one girl had conical firm breasts that pushed out. Her nipples were also conical enlarged and almost top heavy, but most delightful. The other girl had round half hemisphere tits with dark chocolate coloured nipples. Most suckable. The third girl had huge black/brown boobs that were pendulous. I’d imagine she could easily tit fuck a cock between those huge breasts. That was if you had a cock big enough to fit. Up close none of them had the trimmings of western perfume, only the natural musty body odour that added to the exotic. If anything their brown skins looked dull and lacked lustre. I decided to get some before and after pictures and clicked at each of them. Click, Click Click

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My newlywed wife and I were offered a cabin in the Swaziland highlands to use over a long weekend. The highlands of this little Kingdom of Swaziland are planted to hectares of commercial pine tree plantations. Being on the escarpment there are mountainous areas with pristine streams and rivers that cascade over rapids and waterfalls as they make their respective ways through towering pine forests to the warmer Lowveld.

It was an offer we could not refuse, an isolated cabin in scenic woodland setting in midsummer.

“A second honeymoon” my wife said excitedly as we packed our weekend bags for quality time alone outside the hustle and bustle of our city jobs. We had only been married a year so this could be our anniversary escape. We married, both aged 23 years. Let me tell you about my wife. Her name is Lisa is 5 foot, nine inches tall with long brown hair that cascades to her breasts. Lisa has gorgeous tits, firm, jutting out that need no support. In the office she wears a 38C cup bra but at home and on weekends, goes braless. Lisa is an outdoor girl, very athletic and in consequence has a permanent olive skin tan year around. She loves her sex, is broad minded about what we do and is very demanding which I cannot complain about. I am six foot three inches tall, slim build with brown hair and brown eyes and less tanned than my beautiful sexy wife. As a footnote let’s say that she is better endowed than I am.

We arrived at the cottage at eleven o’clock. It was everything we imagined, tucked away between huge granite boulders, surrounded by endless pine forests, very isolated, with no other houses or people for miles. From the veranda of the cottage you looked out down to the Usutu River, a major river that flows through this area. We carried our bags into the cottage dumping them on the double bed in the front room. I went back to the car to get the grocery packets which Lisa packed away in the refrigerator and kitchen cupboards.

“Shall we unpack our bags now, or should we go and explore?” Lisa asked.

“Explore” I replied grabbing a bottle of water and our hiking backpack.

A grass path led from the cottage between boulders and the odd pine tree down to the banks of the Usutu River. Lisa walked ahead of me. She was wearing a thin pale blue cotton blouse; almost see through, that she had tied in a knot at her tummy, showing off a bit of midriff. With cut off blue denim shorts the outfit accentuated her long tanned legs and her tits pushed that thin cotton blouse out like two headlights on a 1950’s Plymouth. I was getting hornier with every step I took with my wife’s cute arse swaying this way and that as she strode down the path.

Being midsummer there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, no risk of afternoon thundershowers and the temperature was well up in the 30’s centigrade. We were both feeling the pace as well as the heat. Lisa would stop every now and then and take pictures with her camera, back towards the cottage, the mountains, the huge pine trees as well as the view towards the river where we were heading. At one of these photo stops she said

“There’s nobody around for miles is there?”

“No” I replied.

With that she handed me her camera, undid the knot on her blouse and slid the cotton blouse over her head.

“Here put this in the back pack” she said handing me her blouse. Lisa stood defiantly in front of me only wearing her cut off denim shorts, topless, with her tits pushing out to say

“How do like that?”

She had on three long strings of wooden beads, each string a different length that hung elegantly between her tits enhancing her magnificent cleavage. The setting, the bare tits proudly exposed and the wooden bead necklaces gave her an African maiden aura in this very African setting.

“I feel liberated like this and my tits could do with a bit of sun” she justified as she walked on unabashed. This made me hornier than ever, having my wife walk topless ahead of me, her assets on display for all to see, but no one around for miles to appreciate my private show. I had to reach down into my shorts to adjust my hard on. Reaching the banks of the Usutu River we walked upstream.

Both boulders and banks were covered in moss, the water crystal clear as it cavorted between stones and fallen trees. Ahead we could hear the sounds of a waterfall. There was no path so we scrambled along the river. Lisa, by now, in her topless state had gone totally native and didn’t mind the odd scratch or mud on her legs or upper body. To me she looked like the leading lady from one of those jungle Rambo movies.

Arriving at the waterfall, where the river fell about 20 feet over a ledge into a deep crystal pool surrounded with tree covered cliffs, we decided to stop for a swimming break. Taking the camera from Lisa I insisted on getting some “jungle” pictures of her in her topless state, with hair in disarray, scratches and mud spattered. With her shoes off she stood calf deep in the water facing me, her long brown hair hanging to her nipples, her tits covered with sheen of perspiration. A perfect picture. My wife, the wanton Amazon of the Swaziland forests. I clicked away zooming in on her breasts, getting close up pictures of her dark brown nipples.

“Enough” she said as she undid her denim shorts slowly sliding them down her thighs. The camera caught her pubic hair coming into view, then a full shot of her pubic region, she opened her legs exposing pink labia of her tender cunt and I clicked the camera again. She stood naked before me, the waterfall pool her background.

My eye was glued to the camera viewfinder as I continued to take pictures of my buck naked wife in this erotic setting. Realising my aroused state she played to the camera posing like a model in the most provocative ways, cupping her breasts and pushing them up making them look twice as big, opening her legs and splaying her labia to display the inner workings of her well used cunt, turning her bum towards me and bending over clenching her butt together. Amazing pictures!

She waded naked into the river pool and called for me to join me. I reluctantly put the camera down, had to get my hard-on down before I could get my shorts down. Sporting a “half lobo” hard-on I went into the water. A naked white couple playing in a river pool, in the Kingdom of Swaziland, a country of black Africans. Despite the high air temperature the water was cool. The waterfall thundered nearby continually topping up the pool. We swam a little, cuddled in the water, kissed which soon led to fondling. I wanted to feel Lisa’s tits, for the cool water had made her dark brown nipples stand out like pencil erasers. They were a hand full, and she enjoyed the uninhibited fondling, saying that she was getting very moist down below and it was not the wetness of the water. I told her how I had this massive hard on when I was taking pictures of her in the nude.

“It could not have been a massive hard-on with your little cock.” she laughed.

To emphasise her point she reached down under the water to grab my cock. By now the cold water had reduced any erection or semi erection to a crumpled heap of foreskin with very little protruding. “My case in point” said Lisa as she gripped on my foreskin and pulled trying to elongate my pathetic phallus.

“When you said you were well endowed before we got married I assumed that you had a large cock, not a large family trust “she teased. She stepped naked and wet out the pool, her nipples still highly engorged.

Lisa turned to me saying

“I still feel randy as hell and need a good fucking. Come!”

We found a sunny bank mattress deep with accumulated golden pine needles. She lay nude and randy with her legs wide apart fingering her moist cunt. I grabbed the photo opportunity and took a few more pictures, Lisa playing to the camera and exaggerating her finger masturbating of her ready cunt.

“He is rising to the occasion” she said pointing at my hardening cock.

“Come now and lie on your back. I want to fuck that little cock of yours” I laid down on the pine needles, my head facing the river, my 4 inch hard-on facing the sky. Lisa mounted me cowgirl style. She was very moist and her pelvic area slid around trying to find my hard-on. This cowgirl position gave her the most satisfaction as she could grid her cunt onto my cock. With the help of her hand my cock found the entrance to her ready randy cunt. It was never tight in there and seemed to slop around. Lisa did all the pumping, her perfect tits dangling inches away from my face, the three strings of beads swaying in time to her fucking motions. Behind us tall pine trees silhouetted against a blue sky. The waterfall added to our sound effects. Lisa started groaning which was always a trigger for me. My cock jerked and convulsed inside her and I shot my humble load of cum into her hungry cunt.

“Damn” she said not being satisfied again. She continued with added gusto to grind her cunt against my pelvic bone trying to get herself to orgasm. My cock had totally retreated, was shrivelled and sticky. I played with her tits, tweaked her nipples as she continued to grind.

“Rougher” she shouted. I pulled on her nipples and squeezed her tits upwards. Her brow was all furrowed in determination to orgasm. She was sitting up now, riding me cowgirl in the trotting position, up and down, up and down, pounding me into the pine needles.

Lisa smiled, her face lightened up. I thought she was going to come. Then she waved and beckoned the “come hither” sign.

“What is it” I asked in surprise as “there was nobody around for miles in these woods.”

“Look” she said “Up there on the bank, three Swazi boys” I turned to see three black Swazi boys, the oldest about eighteen. They were all well chiselled with bare black chests with only a thin string on colourful glass beads hanging around each boy’s neck. Around their waists were the traditional cotton tanga wraps in black, red and white colours. The tanga wraps were parted and from between the cotton folds stuck three very erect, very large black cocks which they continued to fondle as they made their way across the river to us.

“They must have watched us fucking” I said.

“We seem to have given them a good show by the looks of it” Lisa said, still with a broad smile across her face.

As they approached, Lisa stood, her naked white female body glistening with post sex sweat. Her tits stood out firm, nipples fully erect, a true Amazon women in a Swaziland forest. All she had on were the three strings of wooden beads hanging provocatively in her well endowed cleavage. I by contrast stood, my depleted penis retracted after exertion, a pathetic phallus on display. They greeted us in English as they got near, left hand up, right hand still firmly clasping and working those large black cocks.

Lisa was transfixed. I think it was the first time she had ever seen a black cock in the flesh, and here were three fine specimens in front of her to lust her eyes on. Seeing how lustful and receptive this naked white woman was the three Swazi boys dropped their tangas leaving them clad only with a string of traditional beads and very impressive hard-ons!

Still sliding his hand up and down his cock to sustain his aroused state the one Swazi boy pointed at my retracted flaccid white cock and said

“Your white man has a very small cock. No boy in our tribe has a cock that small. How does he give you pleasure? “ he asked Lisa.

“He doesn’t.” Lisa laughingly replied. By now the assortment of black cocks were on full view and my wife was window shopping. The one was long and thin, about twice the length and thickness of mine. He approached us, his right hand gripping his erect cock. Apart from a hard-on, the only thing he had on his black body was a string of glass beads around his neck and a smile. Click.

The next was large but very thick almost like a beer can, brown with a pinkish brown head. The third was indeed an African specimen. Pitch black, fully erect, both long and thick with a surplus of foreskin hanging over the end, as if saying “I can expand further if required” Click.

I knew what was going to happen. Lisa knew what was going to happen and the three Swazi boys knew what was going to happen. The maths was simple: (three naked black men) + (one naked white woman) = Fornication. My role would be to take a photographic record of this erotic event.

Can you imagine the scene, my naked wife kneeling on a blanket in the Swaziland forest? My recent cum was oozing from her recently fucked cunt and creeping down her leg the moisture was glistening in the sub tropical sun. Her bare 38C breasts pouting outwards, her nipples still fully aroused from the recent fuck session, her long brunette hair hanging tousled to her tits. Next to her I stand a white man, naked in a black man’s country my small white cock on full view for all to see, still semi erect dripping the remains of my recent cum. The three naked young Swazi men were wearing only their traditional bead necklaces, but all sporting mammoth erections, showing off their large black cocks to best advantage. There was a silent pause, where the erotic tableaux seemed to freeze. No one spoke, and then Lisa broke the moment by beckoning to the three horny Swazi boys to approach. We all knew what this meant: The beginning of the fun and games. There was sexual tension in the air as I had never experienced before. There was also an energy of what was about to happen, crossing some erotic and ethnic boundaries in a most exotic location.

I had to absorb the following:

• My naked white wife was willingly going to be fucked by three black Swazi youths;
• the black on white sexual taboo was going to be broken;
• I was willingly going to nakedly watch my wife being gangbanged by three well endowed black men;
• I was going to take as many photos of the event;
• I was about to enter the realms of a cuckold husband;
• Would my wife ever be satisfied by my small white cock offering after this happening?

The three Swazi boys were fully aroused. My wife had never ever been so aroused. Her engorged nipples were at bursting point. My humble small white cock was again at its full four inch hard-on.

Everything went into slow motion mode which was perfect for me to capture as many pictures as I could. Lisa reached out with her hand to grasp the nearest erect black cock. Click.

Both her mouth and cunt were drooling in anticipation. In slow motion her slender white fingers encircled the large erect black cock in front of her, not being able to get right around. Her hand was at the bottom of the black penis shaft and the cock extended beyond her grip. Lisa placed her other hand around the penis and still the reddish/black cock head stood proud of her hands. It was fascinating to see the contrast in colour of her small white hands gripping this large black skinned cock. That picture alone was almost enough to make me cum. Click. Wanting to join the action another Swazi boy approached, offering his cock to Lisa’s eager hands. She now had a massive black cock in each of her white hands and smiled to me as she manipulated these fine meat specimens. Click.

My wife dropped to her hands and knees on the blanket on the forest floor, her nude white bum sticking provocatively in the air, an invitation to be thoroughly fucked. The black boy with the beer can thick cock took the open invitation.

Time seemed to freeze as these three muscular men relentlessly fucked my wife. The black and white, black on white contrast contradicted all colonial taboos, venturing into a new sensual realm.

My camera took close ups of these black cocks plunging into my wife’s mouth, plumbing the depths of her pink cunt, going where no white cock has been before. Her cunt and mind were being stretched to new limits. It was probably their first time fucking a white woman and they demonstrated their appreciation by being perpetually erect in honour of her beautiful, naked and randy body.

The ebony cocks glistened in the Swazi sun well polished by their precum and my wife’s cunt juices.

I could see them jerking in spasm as each of their cocks gave a final muscular moment before releasing their copious cum into Lisa’s mouth and cunt. Creamy translucent cum with a distinctive chlorine smell filled my wife’s mouth, running down her chin. It dripped slowly onto her naked breasts and one cumdrop nestled neatly on her erect nipple. It hung translucent in the sun and I got a close up picture of her tanned tit, brown engorged nipple with this droplet of “black” cum. Click.

Likewise her pubic area, inner thighs and lower stomach were smothered in fresh cum from these three black sources. It shone in the sun and ran in slow goblets from her body to the ground. Even after cumming the naked black Swazi boys managed to maintain their manhood erections, ready for the next fucking/sucking foray. I was impressed for after my small white cock has come it goes into hibernation, withdrawing its flaccid head like a tortoise into its testicular shell.

At the end of a most erotic afternoon each black cock had cum at least twice in Lisa’s mouth and now well stretched and serviced cunt. I, on the other hand (excuse the pun) had cum but once in my right hand palm.

Satiated, as a form of salute to Lisa for her sexual prowness and stamina each Swazi man reached for the tribal beaded necklace around their necks and in turn presented Lisa with a thank you gift.

Reciprocating, Lisa symbolically removed the three strings of wooden beads around her neck and presented the Swazi boys with a string each. She then put the three tribal beaded necklaces around her neck. Now they had not only exchanged bodily fluids in a most intense and intimate way, but had exchanged their precious necklaces as a memento of this erotic interracial experience. The Swazi’s said their farewells and disappeared into the Usutu forests.

Lisa lay in the afterglow of a most gorgeous gangbang slowly smoothing the copious fresh sperm over her breasts and stomach. Click. Click. Must take some after shots. She rose naked, her body varnished glazed in creamy matt cum.

“Do you want to bathe in the river before we head back to the cottage?” I asked.

“No, I want to carry and savour the memory of a most a fantastic fucking afternoon with me. Thank you for letting those three black boys give me such a thorough fucking while you stood on and watched your slut wife. I shall always remember today and look forward to seeing the photos of me being fucked.”

She then giggled.

“What’s amusing you?” I asked.

“Your little white cock, I mean it’s really little even when fully erect compared to those three big black cocks. Will I ever be able to feel you inside me again after this afternoon?”

Wearing only the three trophy beaded necklaces on her body we wandered down the path, Lisa in a naked, post fuck stupor, me in awe of her accomplishment. As we approached the cottage late afternoon she said in a groggy voice.

“Oh, by the way, did I mention that I had invited the three Swazi boys around to the cottage for drinks tonight? They asked if they could bring three of their well hung friends. I said sure, I look forward to a fresh fucking challenge. You can serve the beers, naked of course as I’m sure they will all be amused seeing your pathetic pale phallus.” This was the first time and hopefully not the last that I saw my wife fucked by big black cocks. Likewise it was the first time she had been gangbanged by well endowed cocks and she assured me she wanted to do it again.

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