3 comments/ 47441 views/ 32 favorites Maasai Takes a Wife By: kingjizz "Are you sure about this?" Faith turned to her husband. "I don't want some wild man staying with us!" Alan sighed. "You need to be more open minded. I think it'll be a great experience for us." "But we have already given so much to charity. We don't have to do this." "That may be so. I know we can do much more than writing a check." Alan exited off the freeway en route to the airport. The traffic outside of the terminal was crazy but then again it was the start of the summer travel. They pulled into the parking and found an empty space on the third level before taking the elevator back down. The couple weaved their way through traffic and into the terminal, which was just as chaotic as the streets. There must have been hundreds of people from business men/women, vacationing families; all of whom are just trying to catch their respective flights. "How are we supposed find him? We don't even know what he looks like!" "We have a name, which is a start. Besides we're a little early." Alan glanced at his phone. Faith folded her arms across her chest. "I still don't think this is a good idea. Why are we doing this again?" "Well it's a chance to actually reach out and change someone's life." Her husband said. "Besides several people from our church have done it." "Have they now?" "Yes. Everyone I talked to said it was fulfilling experience." Faith shook her head disapprovingly; she didn't understand her husband. He had always talked about enriching the lives of those who were less fortunate. However she never imagined he would do something this drastic. Yet after an afternoon with Reverend Simms, her husband didn't hesitate to volunteer them for sponsorship. And now with the arrival of the guest imminent, there was little she could do. Never before in their marriage has he done anything this illogical. == "Ladies and gentlemen, we are making our final descent. Please remain seated and fasten your seatbelt." The flight attendant announced. After an arduous twenty hour flight, Mbumasa finally arrived at his destination, America. It was his first flying experience and a very strenuous one at that. Having sat down for such duration, Mbumasa could barely stand never mind walk but he was glad to be off the plane nonetheless. Upon entering the terminal, he was amazed at the sights and sounds. Off in the distance, planes were taking off and landing. Surrounded by such a diversity of people, it was only then that he realized that the world was much bigger than he knew. Everyone was going about their business, passing him by without notice. However there were some people that pointed and stared at him. Mbumasa didn't understand why they were giving him strange looks. Ignoring those people, Mbumasa decided it would be better to move on. He was starving; his stomach growled noisily but he had no money. Suppressing his hunger, Mbumasa continued onward to find those responsible for bringing him to America. It was quite a privilege for him because he was representing his village and its people. == "Okay. His plane should have landed already so keep an eye out." Tim said eagerly. "Well who exactly are we looking for? You know it would help if we had a picture." "All those arriving will be coming down that way. I don't think we can miss him." He turned to her. Mbumasa came to a stop when he reached the escalator. Leaning over the side, he was in awe as everyone rode the contraption down. It was going down a hill, only no one's feet move. The ground under them was moving but everyone stayed in place. Curious to try it, Mbumasa reached out and grasp the railing; still he was hesitant to take that first step. The weary people behind him were growing increasingly impatient, forcing him aside. "Come on, man move it! You're in the way buddy!" A disgruntled man shouted. Alan and Faith turned to see what the commotion was about. At the top the escalator, they could see a tall, dark man clad in a bright red blanket. He stood out like a sore thumb. The couple turned to each other then back at the man. "Do you think he is the guy?" She said. "That must be him I am sure of it. Let's go." Alan weaved his way through the crowd. Not sharing his enthusiasm, Faith slowly followed behind him. Mbumasa stepped off the automated stairs and turned back to look up. Just as he was getting used to it, the ride was over. Unsure of where to go next, he just stood at the bottom of the escalator looking around incoherently. Alan breathed a sigh of relief; for a second there he kind of lost sight of him. Mbumasa noticed the man making his way towards him. Maybe this is the person he has been looking for. "Hello. Is your name Mbumasa by any chance?" The man asked him. He was wearing a light green dress shirt, black slacks and black dress shoes. His sandy blonde hair was well-groomed. On his face, he wore a pair of Versace glasses giving him a sharp smart look. Mbumasa could see the excitement in his eyes. "Yes. That is my name and you are?" He said. "My name is Alan. I'm one of the people who made it possible for you to be here." Alan shook his hand. "Welcome to America." "Thank you. I am very grateful to be here." Mbumasa nodded. "Where is the other?" Alan looked around. "Oh, here she comes now. This is my wife, Faith. This is Mbumasa." Mbumasa set his eyes on the woman standing next Alan. Never in all his life have he seen such a more beautiful woman. What a woman she was - long, golden blonde hair draped over her shoulders. Her dark blue eyes were like sapphire gemstones, luminescent in the light. The peach blouse she had on accentuated the curvature of her 34C breasts. Her white cotton skirt showed off a pair of long, sexy legs. A pair of Steve Madden sandals completed the ensemble. Not even his brother's five wives, who were regarded as the most beautiful in his village couldn't compare. "Hello. It's so nice to finally meet you." She greeted him with a subtle smile. "Welcome to America. "Thank you. I am fortunate to meet you both." Mbumasa shook her hand, enveloping it with his own. He didn't want to relinquish her hand but knew he must. Until now, Faith has only seen his kind on TV and in the pages of Cultures of the World magazines. It was quite intimidating standing close to him for Mbumasa towered over her and her husband. His long black hair was intricately beaded. The checkered blanket he wore was called a shuka, indicative of Maasai warriors. On his feet was a pair of leather sandals that have seen better days. Strapped across his chest was a leather bag containing extra shukas. == Upon setting foot in his hosts' home, Mbumasa was enthralled. He followed his hosts into the living room, den and kitchen. It was very large and spacious, adorned with exquisite decorations. His humble little hut seemed so insignificant compared to their home. Faith remained in the kitchen to get dinner ready. As much as he wanted to stay with her, Mbumasa followed her husband back out. "Come with me this way. I'll show you to your room." Alan led him upstairs. "Is this a house for royalty?" "That's funny." Alan pointed out the master bedroom, bathroom before showing him to the guest room. Mbumasa walked around the room, which could easily fit his hut and a little more. He was in disbelief having such a room all to himself. Just like the rest of the house, everything was neatly arranged. He sat at the foot of the bed and set his bag down next to him. The thought that his hosts have prepared all this for him brought tears to his eyes. Never before has he been surrounded by such luxury. Knock! Knock! Alan opened the door. "Hey are you hungry?" Mbumasa nodded. The two men headed back downstairs, following the aroma that has permeated the entire house. There was quite a spread on the dinner table that included lemon chicken, roasted vegetable medley and a pasta side dish. Everything looked delicious making Mbumasa's mouth water. "Would you like water?" Faith was holding a pitcher next to him. "Yes. Thank you." She filled his glass and sat down on the other side of the table. "You're not what I expected an African to look like." "I don't understand." Mbumasa raised an eyebrow. "You know thin...malnourished." Alan turned to her. "Honey, that's not very polite." "It's alright. You see I am Maasai, the fiercest warriors in Africa. We must always keep our strength." Mbumasa smiled. As the meal continued, Mbumasa's hunger began to wane. He turned his attention onto the woman sitting across the table. Slowly he lowered his gaze from her beautiful face, stopping at her chest. Faith noticed he was staring but ultimately ignored and continued eating. After dinner, the two men headed into the living room. She washed and cleaned the dishes before heading upstairs. == "Come on. I think there's a game on." Alan turned on the TV. "What is this game you speak of?" A baseball game appeared on screen with a huge crowd of spectators. At first Mbumasa showed much excitement. However after fifteen minutes, he began to lose interest of the TV. Instead Mbmasa kept looking over his shoulder, hoping that Faith would be joining them at any moment. Of course when she didn't, his hope turned into disappointment. Mbumasa turned to Alan, whose eyes haven't left the screen. "I don't think your wife likes me very much." Mbumasa stated. His host turned the volume down. "What did you say?" "Your wife, she does not like me." "Nonsense you've just met. Give it some time and I'm sure you two will be inseparable." "I hope you are correct." Mbumasa yawned. He excused himself and headed upstairs to get some much needed sleep. It has been a very long trip and he was drained. Mbumasa paused in the hall, turned towards the master bedroom for a second before heading to his room. == It's been several days since his arrival and Mbumasa has tried to help Faith around the house. Of course she never let him because he was a guest in their house. Boredom plagued Mbumasa, who was use to doing his daily chores back home. He woke up one morning and was heading to the bathroom. Faith emerged from the bathroom, tightening the front of her robe. "Good morning." He greeted her. "Ahem! Excuse me, good morning." She yawned going back to their room. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Mbumasa exited the bathroom. Faith was already half way down the stairs. "What room is this?" He pointed to the room that Alan never showed him. Faith turned. "That room is the nursery, a child's room but it's not finished yet." "May I take a look?" "Sure go ahead." She continued down the stairs. Mbumasa slowly entered the nursery, which was about the same size as his room. The wallpaper was neutral blue with various zoo animals. There was a changing station, a ring stacker game and a rocking chair. He walked over to the crib and was surprised to see it empty. This is quite unusual. Mbumsasa slowly closed the door behind him as he headed downstairs shaking his head. Mbumasa sat down and helped himself to pancakes and sausages. He requested for a glass of milk. Faith poured him a glass and resumed drinking her coffee. Mbumasa cleared his plate and got a second helping. He gulped down the milk. "I haven't seen one child as of yet. Why is that?" "That's because we don't have any yet." "Oh? How long have you two been married?" Mbumasa asked raising an eyebrow. "Well it's been three and a half almost four years now." "That long and not even one? Do you not want any children?" Faith took a sip of coffee. "We do it's just...there are complications." "What complications?" "Well it's...um-. " She began before Alan burst into the room. Faith ran over and kissed his cheek. "Good morning dear. Are you hungry?" "No. I just need some coffee before doing a little yard work." Alan set the mug down. "Hey Mbumasa can you give a hand?" "Of course, I'll be there after breakfast." The Maasai cut away a piece of pancake. Alan headed out to the backyard. Mbumasa finished his meal, placed the plate and glass in the sink and made his way to the patio door. Faith breathed a sigh of relief, having dodged a bullet momentarily. "It's Alan isn't it? He cannot give you a child." Mbumasa stood in the doorway and turned to her. Faith turned bright red. "I-I don't know what you're talking about." Mbumasa didn't believe her, yet Faith insisted that it has nothing to do with her husband. The Maasai knew he must have hit on a sensitive matter and didn't want to rile her up. He turned and headed across the patio with a smile across his face. Faith walked over to the door and looked on as the two men worked. How could he possibly have known? It's not something that Alan would tell anyone. They've been trying to have a baby but were devastated by her husband's infertility. == "That Mbumasa, he's quite a character isn't he?" Alan began changing into his PJs. Faith was in bed with a book in hand. "Yes." He plopped down next to her. "Hmm what is that...Pregnancy for Dummies?" "Yes. I want to have a baby." "We've been over this. You know what the doctor said about me." Alan reminded his wife. "I remember. Well how about finding a donor or adoption?" "I thought we already talked about that too." "We did...vaguely but I need a definitive answer!" "Now it's not a good time. We have a house-guest and other priorities." He kissed her. "We'll talk about it after he leaves." Alan turned off the lamp on his side and went to sleep. Frustrated, she turned off her light and set her head down on the pillow. Ever since learning about her husband's infertility, Faith and Alan has weighed their options only there has not been a mutual agreement. Now he wanted to put it on hold until Mbumasa has gone home. Too long has Faith been denied motherhood and she cannot wait until their guest leaves. Down the hall, Mbumasa lie in bed restless. If he was able to help her somehow, then maybe just maybe they could become friends or perhaps more. == It was laundry day and with hamper under her arm, Faith made her way to the guest room. Knock! Knock! There was no answer. She knocked a second time loudly; still there was no answer. Faith slowly turned the doorknob and entered the room. Mbumasa was still sound asleep. She spotted the pile of striped robes next to the nightstand. "Great just great." She sighed. Faith bent down to pick up the dirty clothes, inadvertently bumping the nightstand and knocking over the clock. Mbumasa woke up from the clutter; his vision gradually coming to him. It was quite a surprise seeing Faith in his room with his dirty robes in hand. "Oh, you're awake. Good morning." She smiled. He glanced up at her. "What are you doing with that?" "It's laundry day and I'm going to wash them." Faith set them atop basket and headed for the door. "Wait, wait take one this too." Mbumasa stood up, already taking off his robe. He slowly pulled off his robe, revealing broad shoulders and a muscular upper body. Against better judgment, Faith didn't leave and was compelled to watch as he removed the rest of his garb. Mbumasa was now completely nude and getting her full attention. She stood still and her heart was racing erratically; her gaze drawn to the Maasai man standing al naturel a few feet from her. For reasons unknown, she lowered her eyes onto the appendage between his legs. Oh my god! This man is quite well endowed. Faith kept staring with her eyes wide open and mouth agape. Mbumasa's large cock dwarfed her husband's own. Even as he approached her, she didn't budge still mesmerized. "Faith, Faith are you alright? Here you go." He held out his robe. "Huh? What? Oh, yes thank you." Faith suddenly came back into reality. She gathered up the clothes and high tailed it out of there. As Faith loaded the washer, she wondered what the hell came over her. Still after seeing Mbumasa's raw state, she couldn't deny her excitement. Faith knew it was wrong yet no matter what she couldn't get his nude image out of her mind. == After dinner, Alan and Mbumasa retired into the living room. There was a special on the great migration in the Serengeti. Alan thought it would be nice for him to see a slice of home. All day Faith has been avoiding eye contact with Mbumasa. However that didn't keep her from harboring dirty thoughts about their house-guest even in her husband's presence. She felt that maybe a nice hot bath would put her at ease. Faith sat on the edge of the tub and reached over to draw the water. Then she removed the towel around her and hung it on the towel rack. Just before getting into the tub, she turned to admire herself in the mirror. Even though it's been roughly seven years since her college days, Faith still possessed a figure that turns heads. After cupping her breasts, she moved her hands down to rub her belly. She pictured herself pregnant and wondered if or when it will become a reality. "Soon I hope." Faith sighed. She stepped into the tub and settled into the water. The warmth of the water felt nice, soothing her muscles. With a blue sponge in hand, she washed in and around her breasts, down her belly and down her legs. == Back downstairs, Alan was still trying to get caught up on all the breaking headlines. Mbumasa was heading upstairs after the special ended. He has experienced the spectacle firsthand many times and he wasn't impressed. However it was nice to see something from home. Atop the stairs, Mbumasa noticed the door to the master bedroom was ajar and light was streaming into the hall. Instead of headed to his room, he walked towards his hosts' bedroom. Like a predator on the prowl, Mbumasa cautiously closed in on the door. On the other side of the door, he could hear Faith shuffling around. Mbumasa peered into the opening not knowing what to expect. Faith was wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties, exhibiting her beautiful shapely buttocks. She laid out a black nightgown on the bed. Oblivious of his presence, Faith turned giving the Maasai full view of her breasts. It was a beautiful sight. A sight that has eluded him the moment he laid eyes on her. Mbumasa was immobilized; his gaze transfixed on her lovely, cream colored breasts. Excitement surged through him; a distinctive bulge was beginning to manifest itself between his legs. With his eyes still on her, he slowly stroked his cock through the robe. To his dismay, she slipped on the nightgown and walked towards the door. With the show over, he quickly retreated to his room. As Mbumasa lie in bed, all his thoughts were on the woman down the hall. Her naked image has engraved itself into his mind and it his final thought before he goes to sleep. "Faith will have a child. Mine." == Having decided she was going to bear his child, Mbumasa was not going to be subtle about it. Convincing Faith was only half the challenge; there was the matter of Alan as well. He headed downstairs to the living room to find Faith by herself. She was wearing a pink blouse and a pair of denim capris. He didn't understand why she even bothers covering up her body. A woman such as Faith should proudly parade her body. "Faith, I have something to ask of you?" She turned around. "What is it?" He stared at her chest. Her breasts stood nice and firm. "Well...I would like to-" Just then Alan burst into the room and called her away. Several more tries yielded nothing. Faith was either on the phone or preoccupied with something else. Later that night the three of them were watching a movie. The couple sat together on the couch while Mbumasa sat in the recliner. He glared at them every time Faith popped popcorn into her husband's mouth. The Maasai couldn't stand the couple's affection any longer. He excused himself and headed upstairs a bit worked up. Maasai Takes a Wife Mbumasa hoped that a shower will cool him down. He stepped into the tub and turned on the shower. The warm water rushed over him yet he didn't feel any better. Faith deserved a real man; a man such as himself. He didn't know what she could possibly see in her husband any longer. Soon Faith, you will be my woman. The Maasai took a good look at himself. == Thirty minutes later the movie was at its end when Alan's phone rang. It was his boss, Mr. Neidermier and wanted Alan to forward some documents to him. He headed into the kitchen with laptop in hand. Faith headed upstairs to use the bathroom and was surprised the light was still on. It's been half an hour since he went up. Surely he still couldn't be in the bathroom. She pushed the door open just as Mbumasa emerged from the tub. From head to toe, water dribbled off every inch of his sculpted body. Once again her eyes were drawn to his crotch; only he was getting cold and his cock was stiffening. Staring at the nearly 10 inch black cock, Faith's knee buckled causing her to fall on her butt. Mbumasa knew he was more of a man than her husband. Judging by her reaction, he now knew that Faith has realized it also. "Do you like?" He flaunted his python-like cock within arm's reach of her. Faith couldn't take her eyes off his monster cock, glistening under the light. It seemed to beckon her and she was losing to the urge within. There was a bit of hesitance as she slowly reached towards his crotch. It was quite a surprise when her hand stopped short, inches from his manhood. Mbumasa thrust his hips forward; his hard shaft making contact with her palm. Something inexplicable happened; her fingers slowly wrapped around the base of his rock hard dick. The thick vein running the length of his shaft seemed like it was about to explode. As his cock throbbed and pulsated, it sent excitement through her. "I-it's so big. I-I mustn't...I couldn't-"She looked up at Mbumasa. There was a huge grin on his face. The Maasai helped her off the ground. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. Her breasts were pressed up against his muscular chest. She could feel his manhood grinding against her crotch. "I can give you what you seek." He placed her hand back on his dick. "Where your husband failed, I will not." Faith felt so weak, vulnerable in the arms of this primal man. She felt a deep desire to just give in but her husband could barge in at any time. "My husband...he is waiting for me. P-please-"Faith looked up into his large brown eyes. Surprisingly, he loosened his grasp and she was freed. Faith then made a swift exit. == A storm was brewing outside. Thunder shook the house, lighting flashed and cracked violently. Mbumasa was restless; many thoughts ran through his mind. He had her in his grasp. I should have never let her go. Listening to the pitter patter of the rain, he was immediately reminded of home. He pictured returning home with Faith by his side. The entire village would come to welcome them with open arms. Down the hall, Faith couldn't sleep either for thoughts of Mbumasa clouded her mind. There was something raw, something mysterious about him. Every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was his monster black cock. Fantasizing about his big fat dick deep inside her made her so horny. Slowly she pulled her nightgown up and reached under her panties. Faith couldn't fight it anymore, slipping two fingers into burning pussy and began to finger herself. Her other hand squeezed her breasts, pulling and twisting her nipples. She glanced at her husband sleeping soundly beside her. Even though she felt deceitful, Faith found it difficult to stop. Her fingers went deeper inside her slit, massaging and fingering her most sensitive spot. This is so embarrassing. Why can't I stop thinking about him? Faith writhed and moaned, spreading her legs wider and pleasured herself to an orgasm. The clock read 12:22 am in bright green digits. Faith climbed out of bed and headed downstairs into the kitchen to make a cup of tea. It's just what she needed to help her go to sleep. Mbumasa slowly opened the door and headed to his hosts' bedroom. He could care less about her husband, he just wanted, no needed to see Faith. Turning the knob, Mbumasa pushed the door open slowly. It made an annoying squeaking sound. But alas there was no sign of Faith, just Alan snoring loudly. == "Don't do that!" She panted. "I am sorry. I did not mean to startle you." Mbumasa made his way to the table. Faith tried not to look at him but it was easier said than done. She knew all too well what lurks beneath his subtle exterior. "Can't you sleep?" She took a sip. He shook his head. "It's this storm. I long to return back home." "You miss your wife and children right?" "I do not yet have a wife but I have fathered many children." Faith nearly choked. "What?" "I have fathered many children and would I like to do the same for you." He placed his hand over her hand. She was stunned and didn't say a single word. The Maasai was waiting for answer but Faith just fainted. "Faith?! Faith?! Are you alright?" "W-what happened?" Faith realized she was in the den. Mbumasa was sitting beside her on the couch. "Are you alright?" He showed a genuine concern towards her. "Yes, I am fine." He caressed her hair. "You are a very beautiful woman. Don't you think you've waited long enough? I would be honor to give your first child." Faith didn't admit but he was right. She has put motherhood off for far too long. If this, man, this Masai warrior could and was willing to give her the one thing she desired most, then who was she to argue. "If not my husband, then I would like that to be you." She reached up and cupped his cheek. A jubilant expression came over Mbumasa's face. At long last she finally said the words that he wanted to hear. He has impregnated many women back home, all whose husbands failed just like Alan. None mattered to him most than the woman before him. He ran a finger along the contours of her lips down to the v-shaped neckline of her midnight black nightgown. Gazing into her pretty blue eyes, Mbumasa leaned in to kiss her. He made contact with her sweet, luscious lips with his own. Faith showed little resistance, embracing his touch. They shared a deep, tender kiss; their tongues intertwined, slowly tasting and exploring every inch of each others' mouth. Mbumasa's brought his hands to her breasts, gently fondling and teasing her through the thin fabric. Instinctively her hands gravitated down towards his crotch. Against her hand, Faith could feel a distinctive bulge. It seemed to be getting harder and harder under his garb. There was a smile upon his face stretching ear to ear. "You shouldn't bother with this." He tugged on her shoulder strap. "Maasai women have no need to hide their body." Mbumasa decided to undress first, so as to make her more comfortable. He slowly peeled off his robe and set it aside. Once again his muscularly chiseled physique was exposed, leaving her dumbfounded. Faith ogled at him; her gaze settling on his plump, half erect cock. The Maasai gave her a look as if to say well how about it. She didn't want him to be dispirited and slowly pulled the nightgown over her head. His dark hands cupped her supple breasts. He played with her tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Mbumasa lowered his head; latching his mouth around her areolas, sucking hungrily on the hard buds. His lips traveled southward, kissing along her belly down to her black lace panties. With the waistband firmly in his teeth, he slowly pulled them off. With Faith now fully exposed, Mbumasa was treated to a feast for his eyes. From her breasts to her smooth shave cunt, she was absolutely stunning. Mbumasa positioned himself on top of her; his large size smothering her petite frame. He rubbed his huge dick against her mound, toying with her. She could feel the thick, bulbous cockhead parting her puffy pussy lips and penetrated her pussy. He slowly eased his massive shaft inside her tight slit, smearing her juices as he glides along her vaginal canal. "It's so big!" "You needn't to worry, Faith." The Maasai pushed deeper, spreading her walls effortlessly. His cock pierced deeper and deeper until it struck the back of her womb. Her ass jiggled as he withdrew, her lips sucking his shaft in a tight warm grip. Mbumasa fucked her with long slow, sensuous thrusts. His cock swelled with each thrust. Again and again he entered her, finding his rhythm and slowly increased his speed. She found his engorged cock absolutely intoxicating and more filling than anything she has ever had inside her. All premonitions she had of him subsided, replaced by lust emanating from deep within. "Oh! God yes! Yes! Please give me more!" Faith moaned. "Let me have your baby!" Mbumasa gladly responded; humping her with such force she couldn't fathom. She felt her pussy burning with a fire that threatens to consume her. Suddenly an explosive orgasm shook every fiber of her being. Faith's body jerked and trembled, her cunt clenching and milking his cock as she thrashed in orgasmic fever. With one mighty thrust, he flooded her pussy with his potent seed. Gob after gob shot into her cervix and fertile pussy. Their hips started slowly grinding together, moving in unison. Her pussy couldn't contain so much cum, it seeped out around his cock and down her ass cheeks. Faith went limp; her eyes fluttered weakly from sheer exhaustion and emotional overload. She didn't have the strength to push him off. Mbumasa didn't move; his long black cock still buried deep inside her well fucked pussy. Finally he withdrew and there was an audible "plop", cum gushed from her pussy as water does from a hose. "That was wonderful. You were great." She shut her eyes and rested her head against his chest. He traced circles on her belly. "What will you do now?" "I don't know." "You must tell Alan. If he truly cares about you, he will understand." Mbumasa laid a kiss upon her brow. ** A couple of days have passed since Faith and Mbumasa shared a night of passion. Alan has noticed the change of demeanor between of his wife towards their guest. Yet every time he asked her, she would say he was crazy. The three of them gathered out on the patio, enjoying the late afternoon sun and grilled meats and veggies. Faith was beautiful as always was dressed in a light green backless sundress. "Look at you, you're positively glowing. Isn't she?" He elbowed Mbmasa. A perplexed look came over the Maasai's face. "I don't quite understand." Faith sat beside her husband. "No, I'm not. There is absolutely nothing different about me." After lunch, Alan retired to his office to commence a business meeting with an associate. Mbumasa remained and helped her clear the table. As she rinsed the dishes, he wrapped his arms around her. His hands came to a rest across her belly. "Stop it." She laughed. "What if he comes in?" He nuzzled her bare shoulders. "Why? Haven't you told him?" "I'm waiting for the right time." Mbumasa began helping her with the dishes. "We will tell him together." ** Alan was conversing loudly on the phone when his wife entered. He was surprised to see Mbumasa beside her. What was more confusing was the fact that they were holding hands. Slowly he placed the phone down; not once did he take his eyes off his wife and the African. "What is going on?" Faith glanced up at him then her husband. "Well it's like this-" Mbumasa stepped forward. "Alan, your wife has informed me of your problem." "What are you talking about?" "You are incapable of giving her a child. That is why she turned to me." He couldn't believe it. How could she blatantly kiss this man? Having had just about enough, he pulled her from the black man's grasp. With adrenaline rushing through him, Alan didn't care that Mbumasa was bigger. He held onto his wife in one hand and with the other pushed the Maasai out into the hallway. Tripping over his own feet, Mbumasa slowly stood up not angry. It was almost as if he had enjoyed it. "Get out of our house now!" Breaking free from her husband, Faith got between him and Mbumasa. "No! If he goes then so do I!" There was a fire in her voice. "He is the greatest lover I've ever had!" Frustration and anger overwhelmed Alan and he stormed back into his office, slamming the door shut. Faith had no idea what came over her. She has never exploded like that at least not to her husband. Mbumasa took her trembling hand and they went downstairs. ** After holding up in his office several hours, Alan headed back to the master bedroom. It was shocking seeing his wife in front of the mirror, fully nude. Faith was putting on makeup, obviously fixing herself up for Mbumasa. "Please don't do this." She turned to him. "I really want this baby. You did say to keep an open mind remember?" "B-but this is...absurd!" A smile came across her face but not directed at her husband. Alan slowly turned around. Standing behind him was Mbumasa, naked as the day he was born. Alan couldn't believe how well endowed this man was compared to himself. His partially erected cock dangled unhindered between his legs. Faith's eyes lit up and were focused on the nude black man across the room. With a couple of strides, Mbumasa brushed past him and slid his arms around his wife. Their lips became locked in a deep sensual kiss. His big black hands roamed all over her backside. With her husband watching, Faith dropped to her knees and her hands cradled the black man's massive balls. She licked the base of his erected cock. Slowly her tongue worked its way up the length of his monster shaft. She kissed the head of his penis; her lips glistening with pre-cum. Alan was mortified as his wife wrapped her lips around the Maasai's cock. "Have you no decency!" Ignoring her husband, Faith continued to suck on the apex of her lover's dick. Her tongue swirled around, lapping over the sensitive glands. The expression of his face was that of pure pleasure. No woman has ever pleasured him in such manner. Her head bobbed wildly, taking more of his cock down her throat. Alan swore he saw her head jerk back to the force of the black man's orgasm. Sperm spilled out of her mouth and down her chin as Mbumasa huge load overfilled it. The Maasai smiled at Alan before he moved between Faith's legs. It was not long before her screams of pleasure and profanity filled the room. Not once has Faith used such vulgar language when she had sex with him. Mbumasa was in a kneeling position between her legs with her legs propped up in his arms. This gave Alan a disgusting view of the black cock as it ploughed his beautiful wife. The Maasai moaned deafeningly as he shot his load deep inside her. After Mbumasa left the room, Alan crept up to the bed appalled at what he just witnessed. Staring at his wife laying on the bed, semen running down her ass crack sparked murderous intentions. He pulled out his 9-iron from the closet and headed down the hall. Slowly Alan pushed the door open, hoping to get a jump on the black man. "I know why you are here." The Maasai had his back towards him. "Kill me if it will make you feel better." "Face me!" Alan tightened his grip around the golf club and positioned himself like a batter. Still Mbumasa refuse to turn around. With all the anger and frustration he has bottled up, nothing would make him happier than to bash this African's head into the ground. Yet Alan couldn't find himself to bash him. There was something cowardly about hitting a man from behind. No matter how badly he wanted to strike Mbumasa and he slowly put the club down. "Okay! You win." Admitting defeat, Alan tossed the club to aside and left the room in shame. For the next several weeks, Mbumasa laid claim to his beautiful wife and marital bed. Usurped, he was reduced to sleeping on the couch. Night after night, billions of the black man's sperm assaulted his wife and there was little he could do. The only way to liberate himself was turning up the TV volume. But even that couldn't drown out noise from upstairs. One night as he headed to the bathroom, Faith pushed past him and shut the door in his face. Mbumasa quickly jumped out of bed and knocked frantically on the door. He looked at Alan nervously, unsure what was happening. After what seemed like an eternity, Faith finally came out of the bathroom. "I'm pregnant!" She ran and with open arms, embraced Mbumasa. They glared at Alan as if he was an outsider. ** The next day after confirmation with the doctor, Mbumasa escorted the pregnant woman from the clinic. There was a big smile across Faith's face as she cradled her belly. They return to find Alan on the couch, mundanely flipping through channels. "It's time to go back." "Where? Back home?" Alan jumped up and headed to the stairs. "Great! Let me get your things." "Wait I'm not done. Faith will be accompanying me." "W-wait...what? Why?" "It is a Maasai child that she carries. As such the child must be born in the homeland." He turned to his wife. "Are you hearing this? This is crazy talk right?" Faith just smiled. "If that is the custom of his culture then we must respect it." Mbumasa and Faith shoved past him on the stairs to begin packing. Alan just stood there. There were no words that would comfort him. A couple of days later, they headed out the door around four in the morning. It was very early and Alan heard the door close but thought nothing of it. Seconds later he immediately sat up realizing that Mbumasa and his wife just left. He dashed outside dressed only in a pair of boxers. But he was too late because the white taxi just turned the corner. ** Faith rested her head against his chest. "Tell me about your village again." "It's very peaceful with lush green open fields as far as the eye could see." "Oh, I wish we were there now." After an exhausting 21 hour flight, Mbumasa and Faith finally arrived at the village; a huge crowd was there to greet them. It was just like his dream. Every man, woman and child swarmed the two of them. It was no surprise that they showed more interest in Faith. Outsiders seldom ventured out this far from the tourist hot spots. "Brother, you've have returned." The chief greeted Mbumasa. "I see you brought a visitor." "Yes. This is Faith." The chief turned to her. "Welcome to our village. Tonight we will feast in your honor!" The crowd erupted into a joyous uproar. As night descended on the village, the festivity was in full swing. There was dancing, games, music and a cow prepared several ways. Faith sat next to Mbumasa, enjoying a helping of stewed beef by the fire. He was telling the chief of all the amazing sights on his trip. Having finished her food, Faith excused herself and headed to rest after the long trip. The two men's eyes followed her until she disappeared inside the hut. "She's quite a woman." The chief said. "Faith is an amazing woman, brother. She carries my child." "That's great news. I am proud of you." He patted him on the back. Mbumasa snuggled up against her. Awoken from her slumber, she drew him closer to her. "Mmmm, what took you so long?" He kissed her. "I didn't mean to keep you. Go back to sleep." ** It's been nearly eight months since his wife's departure and Alan has been counting down the days. It was the only thing that kept the false hope alive. He was still optimistic that once the child was born, his wife would return. However the truth of the matter was that Faith would not be returning at all. Unbeknownst to him, Mbumasa and Faith made their union official a couple of weeks after arriving at his village. She was his wife no longer. Now Faith's heart, body and soul belonged to one man, Mbumasa. Maasai Takes a Wife Faith was barely unrecognizable now. It was a new experience for her and she was handling it pretty well. Her belly has become very round and distinguishable; her breasts have increased nearly two sizes, forcing Faith to forgo her bra. She was blessed with a very nice figure, her pregnancy only served to round her out, increasing the curves around her hips and breasts. No longer able to fit her clothes, Faith now donned the garbs of her new husband's tribe. She found her new clothes surprisingly fashionable and comfortable. "Do you think it's a boy or girl?" Mbumasa put his ear to her belly. "I've always dreamed of having a baby girl." "Whether boy or girl, I'm sure the baby will be beautiful just like you." The baby started to kick in response to their touch. A month later, Faith's water broke and she was rushed inside the hut. Several women prepared her for delivery. With no men permitted during childbirth, Mbumasa could only wait nervously outside. Hearing her painful cries, he wanted desperately to be at her side but there was little he could do. The chief's words offered little comfort. Nine agonizing hours later, Mbumasa was allowed to see Faith and the baby. This being Faith's first child, it took her to her breaking point. "How are you feeling?" "I'm very exhausted but so happy right now." She smiled. "I'm glad you're here." Once the baby was clean, one of the women wrapped the infant in cloth and handed him to Mbumasa. For the first time Faith laid eyes on her first child, a healthy baby boy. She held her son close against her chest and smiled at her new husband. Her son was just the first of many children that will follow. Many years pass and Faith would bear several more children. Three beautiful daughters and three more sons expanded their family. No longer did Faith yearn to return to the states. For Mbumasa have given her what she desires most.