African Drums, Chapter 8
by Dark Dreamer
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Part Eight
It was almost embarrassingly easy. He simply cut a couple of
the strands of wire and slipped into the camp. There were no guards
in sight. The one that was supposed to be patrolling had evidently
gone to sleep somewhere. He kept low as he moved across the dark
camp, heading for the second fence, the one around the building
that was his target.
He slipped into some bushes a dozen yards from the fence and
waited, scanning his watch. Two minutes later, the lights went out
and he raced forward and clipped the lowest strand, then slid
under. He used a small piece of wire from his pocket to tie the
severed strand back together, then raced to the building and
jumped, grabbing the drainpipe.
This was a gamble, but it held and he shinnied up to the top
and fell over on the roof, gasping for breath. The lights came back
on again. There was no loud outcry or anything. Maybe nobody had
even noticed. But no, the door below opened and a fat looking guy
with a machine pistol came out and looked around. Apparently
satisfied, he went back inside.
Joe crept across the roof. There it was, a door leading down.
He knew there'd be one. It was locked of course, but that presented
no major difficulty. He took out the pry bar from his belt and
slowly began to work on it. It didn't take long. The wood was
rotting and the steal was rusting.
Five minutes later, with very little sound, the door popped
open and he slid inside. There was a narrow stairway, which he
moved down. At the foot was another door, this one unlocked. He
stepped through and into a hallway.
It was quiet in the hall, though from each of the numerous
doors came quiet and unidentifiable sounds. He pushed the first one
open a crack and looked in. There was a naked black man on a bed.
A young girl, only barely developing, was squatting atop him,
taking his thick cock into her body.
He closed the door. The next revealed much the same, except
the girl was older. Across the hall, he opened the door to find a
man fucking a boy in the ass. The next room revealed an oriental
woman hanging from her wrists from the ceiling. Joe couldn't see
the guy, and didn't care to. He closed the door and moved on.
He pushed open another door. There was a man sitting on a
chair, his back to the door. Joe couldn't see any girl. This was
obviously some kind of whorehouse and he couldn't imagine the guy
being alone. He opened the door further, peering around it.
There was a pair of legs on the floor. They were obviously
female, and just as obviously black. He started to retreat, then
curiosity got the best of him. What the heck was she doing sitting
on the floor?
He pushed his head around the door. Now he could see much
better. The girl was on her back and there was another girl on top
of her. The two were sixty-nineing and the one on top was white...
with pink hair!" He was so relieved he almost laughed.
Instead, he crept into the room and closed the door. The man
looked up in surprise just to catch the butt of his Uzi in the
face. A second blow took him in the head and he fell over,
unconscious. Joe moved around him to the girl's who were still
licking and slurping at each other's pussies.
He gripped the pink hair and pulled upward. Mandy blinked in dazed confusion.
"Time to go pinky." he said. He looked down at the black girl,
who looked back impassively. He hauled on Mandy's arm and pulled
her to her feet, where she staggered and would have fallen if not
for his firm hold.
He picked up the black man's pants and slipped them onto
Mandy's legs, rolling them up at the bottom. Then he grabbed the
uniform jacket and got her into that, tying the belt to keep it
closed around her.
"Let's go."
"Go?" she mumbled, in confusion.
"Just follow me." he sighed, pulling her along, hand in hand.
He opened the door and peaked outside. There was nothing
moving. Everyone was too busy. They went down the hallway and up
the stairs to the roof. Joe checked his watch and pulled Mandy over
to a corner, where he'd tied a rope earlier.
"Do you think you can climb down a rope?"
She looked at him blankly and he cursed softly and tied the other
end of the rope around her under her arms. He checked his watch
again. Just then the lights went out.
"Over you go lovey." he said, pushing Mandy over the edge of the
building. She gave a low cry, but stopped when she realized the
rope was preventing her from falling.
He lowered her to the ground, where she sat down dumbly at the
base of the wall. He jumped over and slid quickly down to the
ground, landing beside her.
"Let's go, kid!" he hissed. He slipped the rope off and then
pulled her to the fence, quickly pulling the wire loose and shoving
her threw.
A minute or so later, the fat guy came out of the door again
and looked around. He saw the rope coming down from the roof and
gave a cry of alarm. A second man joined him and then the two raced
back into the building and up the stairs.
They drove for over half an hour before Mandy finally began to
talk.
"Are you going to take me back to the camp where I was
kidnapped?" She asked, softly.
"No. Of course not. You're parents are in Harare anyway."
"Are we going there?"
"Tomorrow morning."
"What about tonight?"
"Tonight, we take you to what passes for a luxury hotel in this city."
"Luxury." she said. "That would be something new."
"I hope you like it."
Thirty minutes later, they entered a large, and old building.
There were thick wall to wall carpets in the lobby. Apparently he
already had a room for they didn't go to the desk. Instead he led
her to the elevator. The man inside looked at her unusual clothes
but then politely averted his eyes.
Then they were in his room on the fourth floor. It was
tastelessly overdone, with big carvings and murals and atrociously
ostentatious furnishings. Mandy loved it though. She loved the
shower and bath even more. She spent half an hour in the shower,
scrubbing herself down. When that was done, she filled up the
bathtub and spent another hour in the bath.
She emerged, finally, clad in a big oversized bath towel, her
hair falling behind her in a dark red wave.
"You look much better." Joe said.
"I feel much better."
She sat down beside him on the couch, looking at the big fire
crackling in the fireplace. "I guess I have a lot to thank you
for." she said.
"Part of the service."
"It must have been hard finding me in the jungle like that,
then to break me out of that awful army base... "
"I'll charge your father a finders fee."
She smiled. "I'd like to apologise."
"For what?"
"For the way I treated you, you know, before I was kidnapped."
"Oh, that. Forget it."
"I was a bitch. Admit it."
"Ok. You were a bitch."
She smiled again.
"Still, there were moments."
"You mean in your tent?" he grinned.
"Yes, of course I mean that. That was, I'll have you know, the
first orgasm I've had with a man, ever."
"You're kidding!"
She shook her head.
"What do you mean, with a man?"
"I had one when I was much younger, with a woman, and of course, I've had a number, as they say, on my own."
"A woman, huh. I wondered whether you were gay."
"I'm not really. I haven't even been with a woman in three or four years, except for tonight that is."
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"Don't get cocky, Joe. I came like gangbusters with the Bantu,
remember, and even in the truck on the way to the army camp...
well, anyway, let's just say that you don't have to be superman to
make me cum now. I don't know how or when I changed, but I've
become a multi-orgasmic nympho."
"All women should be so lucky, and all men."
"So anyway..." she continued, swirling a little of the brandy
he'd poured into a glass for her, "I forgive you for the rather
rude way you uh, did me then, and even for doing me again in the
village. Oh yes, I know about it. Didn't think I'd remember, did
you?" she grinned.
"It was sort of, thrust upon me, lass."
"Not half as much as it was thrust upon me."
"Aww well."
"I forgive you for that, but I want a favor."
"Name it."
"I've been fucked like a she bitch so often in the last week,
screwed in the dirt and grass and mud, hammered by big dicked jerks
and all. I want something else. I want you to make love to me."
"After all you've been through?"
"I want to see if it's me that's changed, or whether it was
just the roughness that made me cum. Do I need to be used like that
or can I have an orgasm that doesn't leave bruises?"
She stood up and let the towel fall to the floor. Joe set his
glass down and stood up as well. He reached out and took her hand,
then led her forward until they were next to the fireplace, then he
gently drew her down onto the heavily carpeted floor.
"How's this for cliched?" he grinned, pushing her onto her
back beside the fire. He knelt beside her, then pulled off his
shirt and slipped his pants down. Nude, he sat next to her, his
hand sliding softly across her flesh, caressing her curves and
sweet rounded breasts.
He lay down next to her, his arm going around her. Their faces
leaned together and they kissed, softly, gently. His hand continued
to slowly massage the flesh of her shoulders and sides, then slid
easily down over her belly and into her groin. He cupped her moist
pubic region, his fingers rubbing softly.
Her breathing became heavier as his lips slid over hers and
down against the side of her throat. He kissed her there, then his
lips moved downward kissing her shoulders, then her breasts. He
sucked in her left nipple, and slid it around inside his mouth, his
tongue rubbing against it. Then he let it go and took in her right
nipple, repeating the gentle suckling.
He kissed his way down her body until he was between her legs.
Mandy spread them wide, drawing them back so her heels rested
against the sides of her buttocks. He lay between her legs, his
face against her crotch. Slowly his tongue began to work up and
down her slit.
She closed her eyes and lay motionless as his tongue and
fingers began to manipulate her clitty and delve between the ever
more moist lips of her cunt hole. He sucked on her lips, then moved
to her clitty and began to work on it, his teeth grinding back and
forth on it as she started to mewl in pleasure and hump slightly
against him.
His hands caressed her buttocks as his tongue worked on her
clitty and pussy. He slipped a finger into her cunt, pushing it in
to the knuckle and working it easily around. His tongue continued
to slither back and forth across her clit as he started to slowly
pump the finger in and out of the young woman.
She groaned loudly, her hands coming down to his hair and
caressing his head. He worked against her clit with long, slow
raping licks, making her raise her ass in the air and move it in
slow circles. His tongue pushed forcefully in between her lips and
sucked out wads of girl juice, then returned to her clit.
His finger was joined by a second, then a third, pumping
slowly in and out as his tongue moved faster on her clitty. Then
she suddenly gave a moan of pleasure and her hands pressed down
hard on his head as she humped up at him. She jerked and shook as
an orgasm rolled over her.
"So... so now... we know." she panted, when it had subsided.
He slid up her body, his tongue suckling on her breasts again
before he lay down atop her. She stared up into his face as her
breasts pushed heavily against his chest. Then they kissed, a long,
slow gentle kiss of certainty and pleasure.
She felt his hardness pressing against her belly and reached
down to take it in her hand. He raised his crotch slightly and
Mandy took the cock and placed it against her hot, wet pussy
entrance. Then she slid her ass slightly over and pushed it in. He
settled down upon her again, his cock sliding easily and deeply
into her cunt.
She groaned involuntarily as his hard hot meat filled her up.
She clenched down on her cunt muscles, feeling his cock with them.
She slid her arms around his body as their kiss continued. He began
to slowly push his body up and down over hers, sliding his cock in
and out of her pussy.
She sighed with pleasure, not pushing back, just resting
there, legs spread, enjoying the sensation of being fully
penetrated by the fat organ. It slid in and out of her body,
rubbing persistently across her clitty and bringing new arousal to
her body.
Her skin flushed with excitement as her body began to twitch
and tremble with sexual bliss. Her hands slid down to his ass and
squeezed down, drawing him in tighter. She slid her legs up around
him and shook her head from side to side.
They rolled over, and now she was on top, a position she had
not occupied in some time. She straddled his hips, sitting atop his
organ and gazing down at him. She bent forward and kissed him as he
cupped her breasts and fondled them with his rough fingers.
She pushed back up, sitting down, then kneeling, her knees
wide apart on either side of his hips. She rose up, pulling herself
high above him so only the tip of his cock was inside her. Then
slowly, wanting it to last forever, she slid down his shaft,
letting it push up into her belly.
He pulled her down again, his hands around her back and head
as they kissed, then they rolled over again, and now he was on top
once more. He began to fuck into her with harder strokes, his cock
sliding back and forth across her clit as she shivered in
excitement.
She felt her body quiver and shake, felt the orgasm high above
her. It was a huge sparkling white cloud, vast and deep, it fell
downward onto her, engulfing her, and making her body shake and
spasm and convulse in erotic ecstasy.
His cock plunged back and forth within her, and seconds later
the cloud engulfed him also. Searing heat joined their bodies as
his juices spat down into her and joined with her own. Their cum
went on and on and on, and then as they slowly relaxed, their hands
began to stroke and squeeze again, as they started towards another.
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