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African Sex Safari Ch. 01

By: csn61



While I was in Zambia, I lived in Lusaka, in a residential area called Rhodes Park. My neighbor was a divorced English lady, called Mrs. McLean. She was a 35-year-old redhead and looked really sexy, with a voluptuous figure and an inviting smile. She had a black Jag car driven by a black native driver called Rod Lungu. 

We used to share a "Hi-Hello" relationship and many a times, she had called me over, but I hadn't entered her house yet. I had noticed that she was ill-treating her driver Lungu, in public, insulting him, calling him names and sometimes slapping him too! One day in rainy season, I received a visitor called Ms.Johnson, a local Councilor on some construction-related work. She was a sexy black lady with a 40 in. boobs and thunderous matching hips. While I was gazing at her, black half-revealed watermelon sized boobs as she sipped a drink and explained her reason for visit, there was a power breakdown and it became completely dark. Which is not uncommon in present day Lusaka. 

As I searched for candle and matchsticks, I was aware of Ms. J's fragrance and her closeness. As matchsticks were not to be found, I suggested we try our neighbor Mrs. McLean's house next door. As we walked outside in pitch darkness, Ms J innocently held on to my hands and my body temperature rose, esp. between my legs. As we approached her house, we were aware of a faint light from her window curtains .As we neared her French windows, we heard a woman moan inside and sound of a slap. Curiously, we two peeped inside. Nothing could have prepared Ms. J or me for what we saw inside. On the couch in the living room inside, Mrs. M was lying naked. In front of her was Rod Lungu, her driver clad only in his jocks. His hands were slapping Mrs. M's well-endowed hips with sounds, "slap! Thud! Chatarrr!!"Etc.

We could clearly see Mrs. M's 38 in boobs with her pink erect nipples swaying as she moved, her white smooth silky stomach with a deep navel and her fleshy hairless thighs glowing in candle light. We were too stunned to move, as we forgot our mission and J clutched my hand fiercely as excitement mounted and my own manhood came alive in my jeans. Mrs. M said loudly, "Oh, you black donkey. Beat me, punish me as I punish like a bitch in front of the world!" 

Rod Lungu grunted like an animal and shamelessly stripped his jocks and threw it down on the floor. We could clearly see that he was hung like a horse, at least 9 in long and thick, black and uncircumcised stick!! He bent down and started parting her fair thighs with his dark hands, clearly exposing her open pussy. It was shaven and shined dimly in the candlelight. He started to slap her pussy openly with his cupped palms slowly at first, then raising the speed and intensity. 

Mrs. M was delirious with lust, moaning "AHHH! OOHHHh.. GAWWDDDD!! Etc " but not stopping this wild African beast of a man who was deliberately sexploiting his mistress. My cock was feeling too tight in my jeans, as my heart was beating wildly Ms J next to me was also feeling such effects as her majestic 40-inch (minimum) breasts were rising and falling on her chest as her hands twisted mine in her uncontrolled lust. Now Lungu, or Rod as he was appropriately called moved near M's face and literally fed the black hot stick into her debaucherous European mouth. 

Then he bent down and opened her thighs wide for us, and started ravaging her wet tender EUROPEAN PUSSY WITH HIS ROUGH BLACK FACE. He opened her cunt lips wide and sucked ,licked madly and bit the inside lips wildly like he was hungry for days. She continued to eat his black 9 in long cock deep in her mouth, moaning, groaning like "UMMMMm..AHHHh…OHHHH" Etc. He probed her brown bumhole with his fat thumb. It was absolutely wild seeing this unbridled lust of mistress and her black sex slave, as he sometimes slapped her on her hips and thighs with his belt lying nearby, all the while biting her pink private parts and anus fingering her,in between.

By now I was unbearably lusty and moved quietly behind Ms J and started rubbing myself all over her wildly. She was moaning too and was feeling sexual heat of my burning cock rubbing on her well-built black bums. I quietly put my hands below her silk skirt and touched her mammoth muscular hips hidden in panties and slowly peeled them down. 

Ms.J helped me by wriggling her body, swaying her queen-sized boobs in front and Football- sized buttocks below. Arrogantly, I touched her boobs in front, squeezing each breast ball in two hands at a time. My left hand was caressing Ms J's black Cool bums and probed her front hole in between. OOO!

God, she was leaking like a tap not fixed properly, all the way to her smooth black silky thighs. She was still absorbed in action of rod and the lady as Mrs. M now encouraged him to mount her and ride her wildly like a bull in heat. I released my own cock from its tight prison and it swung bravely 8 inch brown skinned, pulsating in front of me, near Ms.J black velvet muscular hips. I removed my own leather belt, as a violent lusty rage captured me .I lifted J's skirt way above her waist and exposed the two large black buttocks into moonlight. My belt buckle shined in moonlight as I started to swing it to whip her bums slowly…at first.

*What happened next????

**How did it all end??

*** Do you guys want to read the next part???

African Sex Safari Ch. 02



Watching all this made Ms J and me very horny indeed. While we watched this black rogue devour his Mistress unabashedly, I felt Ms. J’s velvety cool hips and probed the crack in front. She was wet and hot and ready. I took the belt off and belted her a few lusty slaps that went “thud” slapppp!!” etc. She turned around and moaned ”mmmmmm! Darling, Ever since my fiancée died 6 months ago, no one has treated me so intimately... OOOOhh so gooooddd!!” Encouraged by these words and by my enraged manhood, I bent Ms J over the window sill near by so she could still watch Lungu penetrate Mrs. M and violated her privates like a drilling machine in full speed. I dropped my jeans fully and bent down to explore J’s sexy pussy hole already leaking with unbearable excitement. 

I buried my face in her hot, juicy lovecave, hot as an oven. I licked and chewed on her hot privates like a hungry dog and made her whimper and stomp her feet on the grass unbearably. My fingers explored every inch of her black, sumptuous pussy cave and her fairly large asshole. I rose behind her and tied her and tied her hands together to the window grill bars as she now became helplessly ‘open’ to all my violations I cud dream of. Do not for a moment imagine the Black angel didn’t, like IT!! 

She was sighing, wiggling her soft black ass in cool night air and begging for a hard rape. As Lungu continued thrashing Mrs M unabashedly violently forgetting that she was his paymaster, my love sword rose like a mad stallion in night air and quickly seized the immediate opportunity presented before its very” nose”!! I raped her black bum, slapping her soft womanly fleshy thighs ”Slapppp!” Thuddddd” etc and moved like a bull into her squelching wet privates. My brown tight balls slapped fast and furiously on her abundant bums making a sexy fleshy slapping sound. Inside Lungu turned his horny mistress over and banged her like a mad bull, his black glistening balls shining and thudding softly into her European pink bumballs. 

It took me 25 minutes of hard sexy pushing and slapping and Ms J came several times in-between crying with a guttural, primordial cries of “AHHH...UMMMAHHHH.. YAYAYAA...AAAAHHHHHH”’ etc, when I came like a suppressed volcano that almost made my hot jet of manly spunk come thru the mouth of the bent Ms. J.!!!! 

We walked back after what seemed like an eternity leaving the black and white couple to satiate themselves, in a drained, but satisfied condition. 

It was when we were walking back to my house with quivering legs that we first saw this Blue BMW whizz past from the rear side of Ms. Mclean's home to vanish into the dark of the night. No telling who it was but they seemed to be in hell of a hurry. They even hit the side of the fence bordering the roadside transformer ripping it away and that went trailing behind the car stuck to it for sime distance. Obviously some one was watching the proceddings in the house, with probably the same Voyeuristic interests like us. I never knew that in the coming months how wrong I would be proved with events clearly plunging me into a thrilling adventure. 

Coming back to Ms J, even now, when I ask Ms J for a meeting, she asks :” Meeting or Mating? “Or” Do You promise a power black-out when I come over?” and laughs knowingly and heartily. 

Don't miss the Third part and onwards!!! It has great elements of an unfolding Suspense Thriller!



African Sex Safari Ch. 03



It was the early morning on the next day when a number of Siren–wailing cars arriving at the gates of my neighborhood. I rushed out to find a number of Policemen walking about the entire house of Ms McLean, which had seen some hectic lovemaking session just the previous night. 

Shrugging off the lethargy set in by my last night’s hectic lovemaking, I enquired one dark and burly Policeman as to what was happening. 

"Oh, somebody knocked her off," said the cop nonchalantly and went about adjusting his gun holster at the waist. 

I stood numb and asked after a pause, "Who... I mean whom?" 

"The lady... Mrs. McLean, was she called?" asked he narrowing his eyes at me. 

I was still gaping, but managed a gruff "Yeah...but when... I mean how... we were just. . " I held myself back in the nick of time. What the hell was I saying? Giving myself away about peeping? 

"You are a neighbour,. . Aren’t you? Did you not hear anything wrong last night? "He scratched his beard and probed me. 

I had heard and seen a lot of things last night,. . But none were worth mentioning to an investigating cop. 

"No. . I was dead asleep" I confessed spreading my hands. 

"Yeah. . She is dead too, but sure as hell didn’t die in her sleep. Lets get inside. We will have to talk to all of you neighbors anyway. . " He made it sound like an accusation. But I was in no mood to argue that with him. 

I probed as we walked to the living room," How did she die. . I mean she was so lively," said I, my mind recalling last night’s violent lovemaking scenes. 

"We will all be lively, brother. . Till we are shot at a point blank range from a. 45 Colt."

We reached the inside of the bedroom by now. The place was absolutely teeming with cops. There she was. . Ms McLean’s beautiful body spread out on the bed askew, a big gaping hole on her left breast. Blood had formed a puddle all over the bed and dried like a cake, by now. The smell of death was overpowering. 

Whew! It was not a pleasant sight. Which was absolutely conflicting with the erotic images of her and Rod Lungu last night. Not to speak of the inspired session involving Ms J and me. Staring at her dead body, all that seemed like a dream. 

"Knew her well?" This was from a big and hefty looking Inspector standing next to me. 

"No. . But well enough to exchange pleasantries when we passed by" 

"I am Inspector Mbewe" he said and offered a cold clammy hand. I shook his hand and introduced myself. 

"I am in charge of this case. " For me it was unbelievable that the lovely Ms McLean had already become a case in the Police records. 

"Lets go. . And allow the boys to clean up!" He continued ushering me out the door. My blood boiled at his suggestion as if Ms McLean was a piece of garbage now, which needed cleaning up!I Didn’t like this cop one damn bit. 

Turning away from Ms McLean’s dead staring eyes, I made a commitment to myself that I will have to get to the bottom of this murder. 

Do not ask me how or why. I felt so and that was all there was to it. "Where is Lungu?" I asked Mbewe as we neared the gate. 

"Who is Lungu?" 

"Ohh! I need to explain. . Her Chauffeur, of course" 

"Did he live here? You saw him last night?" 

The questions were coming fast and furiously. What the hell was I getting into? 

"I don’t know, I knew that he worked for her" I said, concealing as much as possible. I really was not getting any where with this cop, for sure. 

"By the way. . This case is a Homicide. Don’t give any information to any unauthorized person. It might screw up the case. " 

The warning was totally unnecessary. My lips were sealed. Even to the cops. 

"You and who else are in charge?" I asked him as I closed the latch of the gate , preparing to leave. 

"One Ms Alice Banda. . She is a special Homicide Officer. We are active in this case...Bye" 

"Good day, Officer," I said with not much conviction and walked back home. 

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Though my day was hectic as usual, the death of Ms Mc Lean hung like a damp blanket at the back of my mind and I was depressed. 

I was relaxing at home, having had a bath and an iced Coke, when the doorbell buzzed. 

I opened the door and looked at the woman standing outside. 

She was about as tall as me and that’s 6 Ft, a native African in a policewoman’s uniform. She had a curly hair braids with funny looking beads which African women are fond of wearing these days. She had an exciting body concealed in the drab Uniform, as I could clearly make out her rounded breasts, and well endowed posterior set on robust legs. 

"May I Come in?" she asked in a musical voice. 

"I am Ms Banda... Alice Banda from the Homicide Dept" 

I ushered her in gracefully, " Sure. My pleasure. Come on in. " 

We settled down on the couch in my living room. 

She had a fine set of teeth, I noticed and she smiled easily. 

"Its about Ms McLean’s murder. I am want to know more about it from you" She said crossing her shapely legs, which were really superb. 

"My question, exactly. Would you look to have a drink, perhaps?" I asked every bit a host. 

"Only a Coke," she replied eyeing my coke can lying on the corner table. 

"I am not really dressed formally. I just had a bath. " I said a trifle apologetically. 

Alice smiled. That charming smile again. 

"That’s OK. We like to question people in an informal atmosphere. " 

Well, it could not get any informal for me, at least. I was wearing nothing below the loose blue Bathrobe. But she was in a formal Uniform. 

"How long did you know her?" she asked as I settled down opposite her. 

"Six Months. , I guess. Never went beyond a ‘Hell0-Hi’ relationship. " 

"Know who all came and went to her house recently?" 

"How would I? I work outside the city, Ms Banda. She was always traveled in her car, though. With her Chauffeur" 

"Call me Alice, if you will," she said graciously. 

She yawned and the efforts made her big boobs stretch the limits of her Police Shirt. I could make out her nipples too, I fancied. This was one fabulous piece, I reckoned. 

"It was only you who mentioned a Lungu to my partner in the morning, aren’t you?" she asked. 

"Yes. He was her Chauffeur. Always drove her car. You mentioned partner in this case. That fat slob is your partner?" I feigned surprise. "How lucky can he get, to be saddled with you," I praised openly as I had my own axe to grind. 

She smiled and said," Why, what’s so wrong with Mbewe?" Women can never have enough of praise. She was asking for it. 

"You said you are from Homicide. You got killing looks youself ,Alice. I would love to be your partner too" I said, my first amorous advance intentional. 

"Why not? We need everyone’s help. She was quite a big fish. Her husband pulls a lot of water in the Govt. " She sipped Coke slowly. 

"What about Lungu?" I was dying to know. 

"We have no idea. He has not been around. . " 

He was missing! That dark bastard could have knocked her off, I was thinking. May be she tortured him a bit too much or the greed could have taken over him. 

"What are you thinking?" She asked, looking intently at me. 

Boy! Could she read minds, I thought. " Anything missing from the house?"

"No one knows what she kept. Have you been to her place recently?" she asked innocently. 

Have I? Oh, Boy!! 

"I can come with you there. We can have a look see. " 

She said, "Yes, that's a good Idea. I didn't have a good look at the scene of crime myself, in the morning."

And, I was going to have a good look at this dish too, I thought and we got ready to leave. 

* * * * * 

Dying to know the rest? 

Hang On, Give me a break! 



African Sex Safari Ch. 04



When we entered the Living room of Ms McLean's house, it was deserted except for some telltale marks of Police Investigation in the morning, in the form of fingerprint powder and seals on certain items. 

I nudged Ms Alice Banda in the ribs when we reached the Bedroom and said to her annoyed face, " This is where Ms McLean slept..." pointing to the empty bed. 

She groaned," Oh Yeah!! How astonishing!!" and then putting on a serious face with a smirk, she said, "I am a Police Detective. Do not state the obvious, buster!" 

This was the time, I thought, to play my cards right. 

"Well, this leather belt here is not so 'Obvious', Ms Detective!" I said, bending down and pulled out the tiny end of the Lungu's belt, which had been lying below the bed as mysteriously as it had escaped attention of all these Policemen. 

"Whose belt is this?" demanded Alice. " Well, now, who is the Detective.... Me, a poor Civil engineer, unaccustomed to the techniques of Crime Investigation..." I let it linger, enjoying my moment. 

"Will you tell me or...," she said in a steely voice, gesticulating, her eyes narrowing and her chest heaving. I stared at the massive globes exercising themselves in the tight confines of her Uniform shirt, by moving seductively up and down with her movements. 

"Or what, Alice, You will take me to custody and torture me?," I challenged. 

"I am looking forward to it... I mean, to be manhandled by you in private," I said a little too daringly, looking at her face closely. Surprisingly, She laughed out aloud; her peels of laugh echoing in the silent stillness of the room. 

"Well, I never... You do try, don't you?," she was wiping her tears, and the movement of her tits was too tempting to ignore and my cock woke up with a pleasant twitch in my pants. 

"Oh, my lines, I sure do. Anything to brighten your day," I shrugged and linking her hands in mine, we came out to the lush lawns outside the house. 

"It belonged to Lungu, of course" I jumped her. 

"What???" But she recovered fast." How can you say for sure?" 

"Well, I presented it to him on his Sixteenth Birthday," I bragged. She started to laugh again, but caught herself in time and said, "You know more than you are willing to reveal, I gather," she said admonishingly. 

I smiled," I will be more co-operative if you can be more 'willing' and 'revealing'." 

She could not hide her blush now. 

"Why are you after me like this," she nudged my ribs as we walked back. "You are a fantastic specimen of glorious womanhood." I teased and continued a bit seriously," Look, You got to visit Lungu's residence and find out where the hell has he gone. That is one lead you can't ignore." I handed her the belt. 

She looked at me thoughtfully, "You are not a bad dick yourself. Hopefully, you will be of more help as we go along."" I feigned shock and said, "Not a bad 'dick', eh? How did you guess?." I winked lewdly. 

"Oh, You sex maniac! I will take care of you after my visit to Lungu's." She started to walk back to her blue police car. 

"The pleasure will be mine, Alice." I gave her thumbs up sign and walked back home. 

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It was not until next evening, that I got a call from Alice at my Office, saying that she would be coming to my place to talk it over at 7: 30 PM. 

I told her, I would be ready. 

Actually I could not wait till the clock struck 7:30, as the memories of her excellent assets and the erotic possibilities of being with her, especially now that the ice was broken, kept my cock in a state of constant erection. I wore a loose robe without underwear, to facilitate a quick removal, if need be. 

I bathed, shaved and was having my first Coke of the evening, when the doorbell rang. 

Alice was looking completely dishevelled and tired. She noticed that I noticed and offered to say, "It was a hell of a ride to Lungu's residence at Chelston and what's more, someone tried desperately to run me over. Whew, Am I tired!" 

I was expecting some action, but not so soon nor so drastic. 

"Oh, dear. How unfortunate. Do sit down and relax. Can I get you a beer?" She plonked down on the front room cushions. " I will have a Coke too. I am a sort of Coke maniac!" I brought her a can of Coke and sat next to her, saying, "A cock maniac, eh? Watch your words, Lady. Such words from the mouth of a law-protector!! Tsk..Tsk.." 

She laughed that free uninhibited laugh again, throwing her head back, and that somehow brought life back to the ambience in the room then. " There, you go again! You have a way with words, sir." She mocked a bow. Which only made her cleavage of her big boobs appear more deliciously as the top two buttons of her shirt were undone. My cock reared its head again and I got up and went behind the couch, partially to cover the prominent protuberance, and mainly to start a massage on her aching body. 

"I have a way with my hands too, you will see. A panacea for aching muscles" 

"What are trying to do? Come back and sit here." She growled. 

"No way, Lady. This is Yogic healing touch, comes all the way from India" 

I cupped both my hands, and blew on them, to make them warm and put them around her sides of head and started running the fingers thru her curly mop of African hair. 

"Tell me, Alice. What happened and how?" 

My fingers caressed her forehead firmly pressing it and leaving it and went round the head again. She sighed contentedly and started, "You know where Chelston is. Quite far from Downtown Lusaka. I drove over to his Compound (a name for slums in this part of Africa) and when I got down from the Car...." 

At this moment, my massaging palms cupping her dark and delicate neck and rubbing it teasingly distracted her. "AHHH" She gasped as my two forefingers drew a crazy pattern along the front of her throat. 

Continue please," I goaded as my upstanding cock tip touched her nape of neck fleetingly. 

"There were two women present who eyed me suspiciously as I approached them and..." 

My hands dipped lower and ran along the shoulder blades, sometimes slipping below her loose shirt, caressing her smooth shoulders one hand on each shoulder running from the junction of neck to her arms and back again. Her white bra straps hindered the otherwise smooth passage along her cool skin. 

"UMMM," she groaned," This is so good. So I will now stop, Ok?" She turned her neck and looked at me pleadingly. 

"So I will now stop, Ok?," I mimicked." Continue. What happened then?" My fingernails started drawing a straight path along her shoulders to meet at the pit of her throat, making her gasp" SHHHHH." 

I could clearly see the delectable valley between her bursting mammaries displayed down my eyesight, but I was going to take my time. My cock was as erect as it can ever hope to be and was by now probing her head somewhere between throat and ear. She pushed her head back to lean on to it and whimpered'" BRHHHHHHHH," but continued, "Then, One lady confessed that she was indeed Lungu's wife. She wouldn't tell me where he went. She said She didn't know. Clearly, She was lying...." 

"So much for your Detective instincts," I ribbed and now, my palms started along a difficult path from her neck to the top of her breasts. I marveled at those dark sloping mounds of muscles so tantalizingly displayed and started a slow lazy path from top of shoulders to top half of her yielding breast flesh and back all the way up. 

This was getting to her too, and she leaned back tugging my erect cock from over the robe back behind her head. I shivered too, but did not relent. 

"Tell me what happened next?" 

"Well, I am not a detective for nothing. I told her that her husband was seen in the company of several women in the nightclubs of City and I was only trying to find means to control her wayward husband." 

Here, I made a silly mistake. 

I said, "You couldn't have been more correct," I uttered, recalling the hot coupling between him and Ms McLean. 

Instantly, Alice caught on." Why do you say that? You know some thing..." 

I distracted her attention by suddenly cupping her warm hefty globes and weighed them each in the cup of my palms, not forgetting to give a small tweak to the concealed erect nipples. Simultaneously, my erect prick probed her nape of neck firmly, my cock head secreting some pre-cum as it got squished against the fabric of my robe and her skin. 

"OHHHH!" Alice groaned loudly now and thankfully forgot all about my gaffe. She slurped audibly on her Coke. I unbuttoned her shirt completely and exposed her chest and shining black skinned soft tummy. My hands started the slow erotic journey again from shoulders to stomach flattening her two heavy bra clad globes in the mid-way. pressing the firm, but yielding flesh back into her chest. 

All this got Alice really agitated. I didn't want this to end too soon. I wanted all the dope about the case from her in this condition itself. I whispered,"Then what happened?" 

"Oh, How can I talk now? And how can you, for that matter? I want to just enjoy this...."She complained and I stood back away from her to realize I meant what I said. 

"Ok." she continued seeing the steely determination in my eyes. 

"Mrs. Lungu said, she had seen her husband pack his things in a hurry on the morning next to the fateful night and leave in their pick-up telling her that there is problem with Mrs.McLean's estate wagon near Luanshya and he had to leave immediately. 

I stopped weighing Alice's boobs as if they were some ripe mangoes the market to remark,"Alice, Luanshya is almost on the Congo Border and the border itself is not secure either" 

My left hand by now had slipped back into her white lacy bra (clearly bigger than 38 size), and was thumbing the rubbery firm nipples back into her areola, making her wriggle excitedly on the couch, moaning, "MMMMMMMMM! Don't torment me any more," she was crossing and uncrossing her legs making the well built thigh muscles ripple delightfully inside the fabric of her trousers. 

There was no point in being distant in approach now as I undid the clasp of her bra and freed the succulent and proud breasts into the open. I dropped on one knee and kissed her all over the neck and left a wet trail of spittle along the shoulders to here heaving upper globes. Alice groaned happily and felt blindly behind her to catch my nudging erect manhood. I swerved away in time" UMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned and continued. 

Alice said, "Looks like he has skipped by now. Though I have alerted the border authorities. But you know how porous the Congolese border can be..." 

I pulled Alice up and hugged her hot, soft curvaceous body, loosening the ties of my robe, such that. her soft yielding globes mashed delightfully against my thumping chest, as I kissed her wet lips suddenly without a warning .I made it a series of small pecks each time kissing and licking a different portion of her lips and soft pink mouth. She responded equally by holding me firm and opened her mouth to give me full access to its wet warmth. 

"But Lungu had nothing to gain by killing Ms McLean, Alice. Though he had undoubtedly something to hide," I whispered to Alice between those small kisses. 

She groaned, " MMMMMMMM! There is one more thing though!" 

I let my hands slide along the waistband of her cop Uniform and one hand managed to unbuckle her belt. Both hands pushed the trousers down her well-endowed buttock, feeling the smooth skin of her thighs as the hands slipped by. 

Alice dropped the bombshell even as her trousers dropped, by saying," I found a packet of Heroin in his garage, where he used to park his pick-up" 

It was my turn to groan as she caught my cock wedged snugly between our passion–crazed bodies and gave a small squeeze on its bulbous head. "The drugs... Congo Border... Alice, you know what we are getting into?," I asked my breath coming in rasps from the elaborate exertions indulged so far. 

"No," she said simply. "I know what we re getting out of,"She said and with a firm hand wrenched my robe away to expose my nude body to her for the first time to her. It was her first Asian body, with lean hard muscles, sparse body hair, brown skin, and a prominent and eager uncircumcised prick, pulsing with my heartbeats. 

She gasped wonderingly and muttered some thing like, "OHHHH, You sweet brown Adonis!" 

She was quite a sight there. 

Eyes alight with burning desires, over-ripe breasts heaving with dark inch long nipples, wide but ever-so- softly curved stomach gleaming in its dark complexion and strong shapely thighs blossoming into a powerhouse of a waist covered in contrasting white panties, her crotch presenting a mouth watering sight of a plump mound hidden behind the white silky fabric, promising imminent delightful experiences. 

But all that and more in 'coming' parts...



African Sex Safari Ch. 05



I grabbed Alice in my bare hands, running the palms over her lush inviting cool flesh, molding and caressing them. She sighed contentedly and said, "At last we're now serious about this!" and started kissing me in earnest, her tongue clashing passionately with mine in the sweet junction of our mouths, thrilling and heightening our pleasure.

My erect love pole was probing her rounded underbelly just above her curly pubic bush and her own hands were now teasing the underside of my balls with exciting scratching motions, thrilling me heavenly.

I said," Not so fast, Honey! You still haven't told me who tried to run you over on the return journey and what happened next!" and tweaked her stiff dark nipples lovingly, making her gasp "Grhhhh MMMMM" as her hands clasped my family jewels firmly.

We were slowly but steadily moving towards my Bedroom, not letting hold of each other. My own hands were freely running over her beautiful curves, reveling in the soft yielding flesh. Her hands were teasing the sensitive cock tip and sliding the foreskin over the bulbous head making small shudders go through my body. Slowly, we neared the bed, our hands indulging in erotic foreplay, every nerve end tingling, we laid down on the bed.

Alice was in no mood to discuss anything concerning investigation, and for that matter nor was I.

But I was afraid she may not reveal anything more, when lovemaking would be over and she would be in a more commanding position.

So as we lay down and I started kissing her smooth cheeks, her full wet lips, letting tongue revel in the moist warmth of her mouth, I took it an opportune moment to probe further.

" But, honey, you must tell me, who tried to run over you, as I am dying to know." Alice's fine ebony hands snaked out to my loins and grasped my erect pole and started playing with the sensitive head and she replied, "UMMMM… Let me see, when I was driving down the highway back to the city, there was a Blue BMW which kept following me very closely, sitting firmly on my tail…"

I grinned at the obvious double-entendre`." Who wouldn't?" I said and I patted her plump rump and ran my fingers over the soft contours, making her groan in pleasure.

I clearly remembered the Blue BMW, which had left Ms. McLean's premises, in a tearing hurry after the sensational bouts of lovemaking between her and Lungu (and of course between self and Ms J) on the fateful night.

I started rubbing my warm hands on the soft slopes of her prominent breasts, lingering slowly over her rounded discs of areola, avoiding her yearning nipples.

She sucked in her breath with growing agitation and started milking my erect prick with her hands. I made a sound like I swallowed a bee, as she went on.

"I tried to shake him off but he kept coming closer and it was near Chelston Park Boulevard that I had a good look at the driver on my Rear View Mirror, and he was a white man…!"

I propped myself on my elbows to have a good rear view of Alice myself, which stretched out from her smooth waist to her rounded smooth buttocks disappearing in the deep crack between her ass cheeks. My lips started a Long erotic journey from her musky smelling arm pits to her waist, kissing her every inch of her warm soft skin, sometimes giving brief playful bites with my teeth, making her groan " MMMMMMAAAHHHH"and stretch out more luxuriously on her tummy such that her entire wide back and twin ass cheeks were available for my oral exploration. She continued, her voice muffled due to her mouth being pressed down into the pillow, in this position,

" It comes as an interesting lead that this driver was a white man, as both Mrs. McLean and her husband both belong to this race. Moreover, very few whites have made Zambia, their home, these days…". This was no racist remark, but a plain fact and probably a good lead.

As my mouth was hungrily chewing her soft pliant ass flesh and my fingers were exploring the deep inviting crack between her asscheeks, I did not reply immediately and continued with my delightful journey on her ebony skinned contours.

Alice groaned, " The guy tried to drive me in to the median more than once and later into a watery hole on the side of the highway, a little later very deliberately. It took me all my nerve and perseverance to keep cool and drive speedily away from the bastard…"

I was more interested in the 'median' nestling between her yielding asscheeks and rounded upper thighs. She was talking of 'watery holes' and at that very moment, I was inches away from her fountain of joy. My cock was getting squeezed on the cool sheets, staining them with my precum, as I dipped my face and sampled her wet pussy folds.

She was so juicy and sensitive down there that my first lip contact on the outer labia brought out a squeal of passionate approval from her and she verily humped up her pelvis right into my mouth. Holding her firm ass cheeks, I went to work on her inner folds, licking the sides slowly and probing the honeyed depths with the tip of the tongue. . She mumbled incomprehensibly, " Ummmoohhhhhh!" and her hands pulled the bed sheets next to her body, tearing them away in passionate frenzy. I opened up her outer lips with a hand holding the lips wide open so that her wetness started trickling warmly on my fingers. My teeth now started gnawing her inner lips hungrily, and her nectar literally started leaking into the well of my mouth.

I let one finger in her slippery channel, and my tongue found her hooded clitoris.

I licked on it vigorously, making Alice jump up and hump her pelvis up at my face, moaning uncontrollably,

"OHHH! You Devil. Suck me! Make me cum,,, OH! God! I need it so bad …AHHHHHWWWWWW".

The last expression was a real scream as my tongue licked the tip as my teeth clamped down on the stem of her long throbbing clit, at the same time. My mouth was awash with her salty sweet woman juices and I was gulping the juices down as I manipulated her pussy lips with a hand; my mouth went berserk on all parts of her leaking pussy. My two fingers were fully buried upto third knuckles in her wet and tight pussy canal, as my tongue and teeth alternately licked and chewed on her moist pink walls of her womanhood. Alice was going mad with unbearable lust, literally throwing her dark hungry body spasmodically around, feeling the impending climax. She begged me in between groans,

" OHHH! Fuck me, please, honey…don't wait anymore…AWWWHHHHHHH".

I had had enough titillation too and I reluctantly got up away from her pulsing pussy lips to take care of my straining and burning tool, which bobbed up and down in front of my stomach, in appreciation of my decision to use it to probe the mysterious and willing passion-well of Alice.

I knelt down over the sprawling body of my ebony skinned lover, her eyes closed in rapture, her heavy mammaries heaving with lust, her well rounded thighs sinuously rubbing each other made me go mad with sexual hunger like never before.

I literally dived between her inviting thighs and Alice's cool hand gripped my shaft and inserted its head into her soft folds and I thrust forward and…Whooooshh!! It went in like a buttered cob, burying in the soft crucible. Her cunt walls hugged my love shaft firmly as my pelvis driven by my innate desire to copulate, drove it in and out of her streaming, yet pleasantly firm pussy canal.

Her hands cupped my straining buttocks and in the falling light the contrast of my brown skinned body and her dark skinned sumptuous body heightened my own passion and I now fucked her pussy firmly supporting my torso with my hands by her side on the bed, while my waist moved steadily thrusting my love organ in and out of her juicy cunt.

"MMMMMMMMMMOAHHHHHHH" groaned Alice, her head moving rapidly from side to side, in mounting ecstasy. I fucked her thus for about 15 minutes, holding back my orgasm by pausing and breathing deeply twice.

Then I grabbed her waist and pulled her over, reversing our position quickly but without missing a beat.

She looked a spectacle of a woman abandoned to lust, her head thrown back, her throat muscles straining as she uttered unintelligible sweet nothings in a guttural voice, her massive ebony boob globes with turgid nipples heaving up and down, her rounded plateau of stomach rippling with movement, her thighs firmly clasped around my waist, shining with sweat. My cock was pounding her soft yielding pussy like a piston in a steam Engine in full flow as my waist strained to drive it up into her velvety, juicy pouch.

She uttered primordial cries resembling," OH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! MMMMMMUAH" etc, and I joined in chorus as we built up the crescendo a to a thunderous climax.

We sensed the oncoming orgasm together, riding jointly towards it, our minds dissolved in a world of nothing but wet pussy and pulsating cock. We cried out together and I buried my cock fully in her safe and cozy sheath as we came like bursting fireworks, my seed coming in hot wads inundating her pulsating pussy walls and reaching the mouth of her waiting womb .Our life juices poured out of our entwined joint and wetted the sheets below steadily.

We kept pulsing together, in a hot dual symphony as our life juices poured out and a sense of nothingness and serene calm washed over our straining bodies.

For a long time, there was nothing but our labored breathing and the slow metabolism of two wet coupled bodies retuning to normalcy, on the tangle sheets of my bed. Alice lay with her head in the crook of my neck, her soft mammaries mashed against my sweaty chest. My hands held her marvelous asscheeks rubbing the thin sheen of sweat all over the plump globes.

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More to 'come'!!!



African Sex Safari Ch. 06-07



Chapter 6 : Cops and robbers story starts

After a tempestuous round of sex, Alice had dressed and left and I was contemplating what else to do, when I got the call. It was a familiar voice but not so in the recent days.

I heard my boss say distinctively all the way from his London office, "I guess its time to wake up, Sleeper."

"Where is the investigation leading to?" 

It had led me to the intimate zones of Janette and Alice till now, but that's not what I could report.

"I think I will blow my cover to Alice, the cop in charge here. Its time..." I did not finish. The old man gave a guffaw and said," Be careful what you blow." I winced. If he only knew... "Report to me every day same time!" The call ended as abruptly as it had come.

I was a sleeper, of course. From Interpol. We always had a lurking suspicion that there was ring in the Southern Africa, which had funded a no. of terrorist organizations in the Middle East and posed a distinct threat to Western interests. The money obviously had been funded through a drug racket but it was so clandestine and lacked solid incriminating evidence.

I was on a cover up as a Civil engineer in Lusaka, which was a good cover as I indeed was one before I had joined Interpol, of course. Mr. McLean's whereabouts and contacts in London had revealed that there was something fishy going on back in his home of Zambia. Which was precisely why I was here.

The next day I drove to the Lusaka downtown and parked in front of the crumbling edifice that served as Zambia Police Headquarters. Two burly black sentries blocked my way and arched their eyebrows menacingly. I was an Asian, a prosperous but much envied community in this part of the world.

"Hey buddies. I am one of yours. Interpol." The words had no meaning to them. The cop on the left spat on the wall near him. 

"Who says," he growled.

I held up the badge. "This here says. Goes all the way back to London," I grinned to take any offence out of my impatient voice. " Take me to Alice Banda's office."

The other cop was a little less of a moron. He smiled.

"This way, sir" he ushered me to the stinky and dark corridor; It was a glaring example of the state of this country and its administration. No skin off my nose, I wrinkled my nose and moved on.

I pushed the dark mahogany door and went in. The pleasant sight of well rounded behind of Alice greeted my eyes as she had bent over at dusty filing cabinet.

The fabric stretched to its limit over her abundant globes was at its breaking point. It brought my own eager cock twitch in anticipation just looking over the goodies.

I stole behind her and slapped a heavy buttock with a light smack that made her jump and scream "AHHHHH," turn and look up sharply.

When she saw it was I, her eyes widened even more. She had least expected to see me there.

"What are you doing here?" she asked not sounding very cop like, heaving a sigh of relief, that made the chest buttons of her cop uniform almost pop out.

The element of surprise was working on my side. " Duty calls," I said simply, settling down to the dusty visitor chair. Alice 's eyes blazed, "This is Police HQ, mister. Not a Civil engineering job site. What duty could you have here?"

I looked at the heaving globes of her breasts in growing wonderment and lust as she settled down to her chair.

"After all the service I have given you recently, Alice, is that all you could say?" I said pleadingly.

She softened but had enough grit in her voice to say, "I don't have time for amusement now. That time was a mistake; you became privy to classified info because of my weakness. I am on duty now. What do you want?"

"I am on duty too" I said a little sternly, "I do hope you have heard of Interpol. I work for them."

Alice did not know whether to laugh or not. " You and Interpol," she said in a bewildered tone that was hardly above a whisper.

I held up my badge and offered it to her as she looked at me incredulously. " Well, You are.. I never..." she started but I cut her off.

"If ordinary African cops were to see through our cover, its no fun working for Interpol, isn't it?" I asked icily that raised her heckles. " Why, you..." she started, her voice a sing song accent peculiar to Zambians, but again I interjected,

"Save it for later. We need to work together. Let me make it clear. I am the team leader, we handle this case together."

It took me the best part of the next hour to explain her why I was here and what it all meant. We met her chief, Chibanda too and he was surprisingly easy to handle and readily acceded to my demands of being let in on the case and teaming up with Alice. Interpol agents don't ask for Police co-operation every other day in Zambia.

Chapter-7: Exploring the boundaries 

It was a hot sunny day and the heat was sweltering especially on the clear blue waters of Malawi Lake that borders Zambia and Malawi. It was a week later after the meeting in the HQ and I had received positive information that Malawi Lake was one of the hot spots where drugs and money changed hands. We were trying to look like tourists, of course. Alice was posing on the rails overlooking the lake in a short blue gown that fluttered in the wind showing abundant glimpses of her well-toned bare thighs.

Hola, the woman police officer from HQ was at the wheel. She was wearing standard navy Blue overalls. She was a big woman, almost of Alice's size, but where Alice scored in Breasts department, Hola did in hips. She was a Nigerian, I was told. There was something distinctive between these two women who hailed from different tribes of Africa.

Hola's thighs looked tight and rippling under her dress and she was wiping sweat from her forehead on her big arse with one hand leaving some wet marks there. It was indeed arousing the animal in me.

Alice turned to me, her majestic tits standing out like trophies on her chest, and crossed her legs, I could now see all the way up to her matching silk panties that covered groins below the shimmering translucent material of the gown.

"Can you join me here on the watch, and look out for suspicious looking boats and boatmen instead of sunbathing there, wearing shorts and dark goggles?"

I kept the coke can I was nursing on the deck next to me and crinkled my eyes. " I am observing and I am working on something," I said cryptically.

Alice was not mollified.

"What, may I ask, Interpol officer? You are just resting your backside"

The rickety boat shuddered and Alice's blue gown went up in the wind, several more inches over her thighs showing the shining ebony skin in all its resplendence. I groaned.

"Every machine needs a rest. Why talk about it?" I asked but joined her at the railings, anyway.

The gown had silky wispy straps on the shoulders that held up her heavy tits with a lot of effort. It was easy to see there was hardly anything below the gown to cloak her ample breast globes.

I could even see the heavy grape like nipples poking holes through the front. I adjusted my trunks, aching with discomfort inside and moved behind her.

I slipped my hands over hers on the rails and squeezed them as my torso and waist now touched her soft and accommodating backside distinctly but not really pressing up to her. My cockhead quietly nestled in the welcome softness of her buttocks and I blew some cool air down her neck and she shook a little and leaned back on to me.

"Look over there...Those boats don't belong to either country," she pointed to yonder. "They belong to Zimbabwe coast guard, you dummy" I whispered looking down her inviting ebony cleavage. 

I slipped my right hand quickly over her soft right tit and weighed it up and down by closing my palms over her ripe fullness. She sighed with mounting excitement and thrust some more arse back on to my hard shaft. I had started precumming by now squirting drops inside the jocks,

I whispered, " I want to anchor my boat right in here" pressing my staff into the deep crease between her yielding buttocks.

"Oh, Yes" She whispered hoarsely. And craned her neck to my face and we kissed inhaling each other's smells and tastes. There was sweat, dust and lust, a volatile combination brewing between us. I was bare-chested. The sun beat down on my hairless brown Asian skin in contrast to her dark shining African one.

I saw Hola look at us from the cabin in astonishment and lick her lips.

I slipped the wispy straps of her dress over her shoulders and kissed the flesh as I uncovered it starting from the back of neck to throat and slowly to her jutting boobs.

They were big, ripe and beautifully crested with rounded berry like black nipples with areola spread the size of a Dollar coin around. The light coloured areola was covered with small expectant goose bumps. I lasciviously latched on to those yummy tits, lifting the heavy globes with palms and slowly feeding the taut tips to my mouth. I licked and bit and sucked alternately making slurping sounds that ricocheted across the boat to Hola who had now put the boat on Auto Pilot and looked at us with glassy eyes. Her one hand which was wiping her sweat till now had quietly slipped inside the mid folds of her blue overalls and was arguably inspecting the condition of her own agitated womanhood. 

Alice leaned back on the rails, her big legs spread out, her firm trunk supporting our amorous activity perfectly.

The boat chugged on steadily, its motor thudding below the deck unmindful of the lusty scene unfolding over it.

Alice moaned uncontrollably as my hands caressed the smooth hand filling ebony contours of the stomach past her deep set navel, tickling her with the fore finger there and reached the hot underbelly and the lace of her silken panties. I released my cock from its confines of jocks and it shrugged free and looked up, smelling the hot lake air peeking out the front to my jocks. I knelt in front of Alice and ducked my head below the hem of her gown. I could see her matching blue silk panties tautly covering her groins and swelling ass globes inches from my nose. There was smell of excited womanhood in the air there mingled with arousal and heat and I buried my face in the source of the heat and smell making her gasp and her frame shook against the steel rails above me.

My face smelt her soaked pussy below and I rubbed my face across and all over it in gay abandon and she cried gutturally like an animal in heat and arrested my face buried in the hot junction with both her palms.

My balls, because of my kneeling position were touching the top of heated deck literally and the sac was getting singed.

I raised my self a little on my knees and peeled away the panties down her delectable ebony thighs in one motion with a flourish to the deck floor.

Her bush trimmed and soaked with her own excitement presented itself like a honey cake to my thirsty mouth.

I licked the big fleshy outer labia and peeled them outward like physically opening the petals of a budding flower. I held each labia pulled out with my forefinger and thumb and kissed the juicy hot pink flesh inside. I licked and zeroed in on her hooded big conspicuous clitoral bud and poked its head with the tip of my tongue pushing it back into her leaking vulva. It sprang forth redoubling its size.

Alice groaned " Umahhhhhh" and stomped her feet unbearably on the hot deck trying to control the raging passion building up inside her.

I licked her inner pussy lips clean of the collected juice with the flat of my tongue and sucked some with pouted lips more drawing from the honeycomb of her womb inside.

It tasted like heated honey, musky and absolutely arousing the animal in me.

I got up turned her around with her back to me, the front of her gown loosely dropping down to her stomach exposing the saliva coated, erect nippled tits to the hot sun. The pantyless ass was still covered outwardly with the bottom half of the gown. I could not wait any longer. My 8-inch twitching uncircumcised organ had had enough of sight seeing and wanted a piece of action. Alice gripped the railing firmly with both hands her sinews rippling with the force of her hold.

I lifted her left leg from thigh upwards and put it over the railing and folding it horizontally over the top, as she now stood on her right leg alone. It was a delectable heavenly sight as her big ass cheeks spread apart to expose her shining pink of inviting pulsating African pussy.

I waited no more, with a grunt I thrust forward penetrating her soft yielding passage gripping her hanging tits with my loose hands for support.

I withdrew, my brown ass cheeks swelling out with effort and shrinking back when I bucked the loins forward, burying my cock in the hot oily warmth of her juicy oven.

I looked at Hola. She was sitting down now and had unabashedly spread her naked legs out and her hand had buried in the folds of her gown at the groin level, predictably wallowing in the steamy interior of her own aroused womanhood.

Her other hand was squeezing her big dark healthy looking mammary and she was sighing without a care in the world.

The sun made a contrast to the Brown and black combination of our thrusting bodies on the slowly chugging boat. We looked at the blue serene waters of the Lake below and saw nothing but our steamy passion reflected in the nature around.

I was gripping her folded left leg caressing it lovingly up and down its silky sinewy length of her cop leg and my cock was doing its bit in the strategically placed wet pussy churning up her passion to an inexorable climax. Sweat poured over me, trickling back over to my own arse and dipped into the crack between my pulsating buttocks, cooling my puckered anal opening and rested there.

My balls made regular thudding slaps as they lashed Alice's well endowed buttocks and that heightened the feeling inside my sac as semen filled the shaft and moved forward like the injection fluid in a syringe.

My cock was traversing straight up and down the length of Alice's well-developed and lubricated womanhood. Thank God for African women. Nothing about them is small or tight. He has given everything in abundance, I thought as I held on to the big jugs of her breasts as they shook with our vigorous movements. Alice was one such specimen. She was just 'mega' in everything matching body perfection and scale with her primal passion.

I pulled on the teats of her turgid nipples outward toward the lake making her gasp loudly between moans. 

I bucked crazily now so much so that my pushes almost displaced her carefully hung horizontal left leg almost tip over the railing. My brown ass bucked, my cunt-hungry cock wallowed in her soaking pussy chamber and came way sloshing each time it moved in and out.

Hola screamed first, over at the cabin moaning indecipherable passionate swearing in Nigerian 

Alice gasped and turned to me, her hair flying all over her face and neck, "Fuck me in every hole, finger me there now, HAA" etc which provoked me to slip in my hand between our fast moving bodies and over the curve of her sweaty ass into her rectal passage, , slowly exploring, reaming the entrance first and then slipping nail deep in . When I met no resistance, I withdrew my cock from her steamy pussy and slipped my forefinger deeper up to first knuckle and I went back bang into her cunt with my rearing cock again. I did this alternately and we reached the pinnacle of ecstasy and finally I shouted urgently, "Alice, here, take this for Malawi lake's sake" in a choking voice as I buried my fully blown pussy juice coated organ into the wet morass of her vulva and squirted big hot dollops of semen filling her womb completely.

Alice screamed her climax, pulsing her walls of the pussy tightly over my own pulsing shaft, milking and choking my cock in her tight confines. My finger in her asshole slipped in and out lazily and the scratching sensation of the nail tip on anal walls made her shudder and gasp and shake uncontrollably, eliciting small little weaker orgasms off her.

We stood there drained and exhausted, my jocks down to the feet, her top half gown open and our legs shaking on the deck due to the aftermath of trembling orgasm. I slipped her left leg from over the railing back on to the deck and she gasped and limped for a minute and held on to me while some cramps troubled her due to the long duration she had been positioned thus. She held on to me. Black swollen tits scraping my hairless wheatish Asian chest and I kissed her everywhere. I love after play and never cheat my partner out of those tender moments. I licked her ear lobes and made her giggle and her cunt pulsed weakly as a reflex action for the last time and squeezed my shrinking prick out of its confines. Our combined juices made a big trickle down her ebony thighs, whitish sticky foam slowly travelling to her ankles

We looked at it simultaneously and she smiled, rather preened, a happy contented woman. "The labour of love lost?" I asked jokingly. "No love lost" she replied and hugged me back. Hola hollered us with a catcall; She was back on her feet. She distinctly winked back to me when I looked at her.

Luckily though we had made so much noise as to awaken the coast guards of all the three neighbouring countries surrounding the lake, on that hot sunny afternoon the fate spared us from any such embarrassing intrusion.



African Sex Safari Ch. 08



Note: For various reasons I am concluding this story right here. I am moving onto better ones. Thanks for the encouragement and feedback received Keep reading the new ones. Thanks

The Conclusion

While carrying out the investigations Alice and I crossed all boundaries, geographic or pornographic and used to drain ourselves out.

Not that this did any amount of good to Our other dark friend Hola whose holes had started salivating at the rigorous and public display of sex that Alice and I were enjoying.

One day, Hola just joined us while I was screwing Alice's leaking wet pussy on Hotel bed and almost threw Alice out.

Hola had stripped by then and her dark black shining skin was nearly flawless and no less exquisite bearing a distinct breeding than Alice's as they are from different tribes of Africa.

Her bush was dark with just a little pinkness of her wet inner lips showing as her heavy long-nippled tits heaved in anticipation of culmination of sex...

Looking at the still drenched pussy of sulking Alice and eager black bush of Hola, I knew why everyone referred to Africa as the Dark Continent. I was no novice explorer as I pulled Hola onto myself and we were a jumble of sweaty, slithering limbs till the Amazon gained control took my upstanding rudder and drove home!

Pussssss…..It entered her steaming hot pussy and slid into the oven hot womb and she rode me again and again gloriously till she came clenching and almost twisting my rampant prick out of shape. I had the most torrid and satisfying climax as I poured my hot Asian sauce into her waiting wet chambers only moments later.

This became a routine. I was either attending to the needs Alice's thirsty wet cunt or spewing my seed into the willing cave of Hola at any given free time during the course of the investigation.

I mean I had a couple of murderers and drug traffickers to catch of course, but it was in the willing company of only too accommodating and ever willing dark beauties in Alice and Hola. Indeed! These hungry women with unbridled lust turned me into a sexpot and I was getting the best of both worlds as, they say...

James Bond could not have dreamed of a better deal than this on his missions.

It was while eating Alice' sweet tasting pussy one night in a sweaty Congolese Hotel room that I got the flash idea of who had been masterminding the whole Operation from the Villain's standpoint.

It was the bugger Mbewe, her boss, of course…It was he who had surreptitiously gathered all vital info on our movements and plans and passed on the same to the villains. 

They always were one step ahead of me. Mysteriously every time. That's what had foxed me all the time till then.

It turned out after some hectic investigation that took me from the swampy Malawi lake to Congolese jungles that the real culprit was none other than Mbewe the Chief Cop of Zambian Police and My dear Alice's boss whom I used to detest unreasonably, Now I found the reason too.

He was running drug cartel in the International narcotics smuggling racket there and Alice and I left no stone unturned in capturing him and his cronies. Alice did not leave my stones unturned in the process, my family jewels, I mean but you would know that already.

But right then as I got up, wiping my mouth off her nether juices with the back of my hand, a mewling Alice below me reminded me of unfinished work at hand and I started working on it. When I displayed my shining throbbing 8 inch cock at her wet waiting portals, she winked her welcome and I romped home without any qualm.

I fucked her gleefully this time, more relieved than at any previous time as I felt distinctly I was at the end of my mission now. I was soon at the end of mission in copulation with her too and I poured my seed for the nth time into the absorbent cavern of her African womanhood.

Talking of Mbewe and his cronies, he was being assisted by Mrs. MacLean, my late English neighbor, it turned out and he had killed her to avoid sharing the spoils with her 

It was a greed killing. He had hired those men in the car that I had seen that night after my bout with Janette and they had assassinated her. They were Rod Lungu's friends, it came out.

Rod had ostensibly run away to Zimbabwe and the Zambian Police are still trying to trace him and extradite him.

So finally, my mission was over. I bid a tearful farewell to Alice that included more fireworks. I had enjoyed her company thoroughly besides her Professional assistance.

I returned to India, but there is another trip coming up for sure to Zambia again. Some unfinished Police business. Confidential and all that. I can't reveal it right now to you all

But you can be rest assured of one thing though.. Alice will be there and so will I be and there are bound to be more lusty episodes in the making…