3 comments/ 15891 views/ 5 favorites Now, I'm a Veritable Guta Hura By: Frankzzz I was squatting, tied to a pole and gagged. I was staring in horror at what was happening before me and that was the only thing I could do. I tried to free myself, tried to yell, but nothing worked. A tight rope, a tight knot and the gag... The tribal chief, still a strong, sinewy old man bent down stroking my wife's head and whispering something in her ear. My wife was sitting resignedly with her head down, not comprehending his words. From the manner in which he spoke, I realized that the chief was trying to calm her down, but Tessie's face expressed only complete apathy. It seemed at that moment, she didn't care. She resigned herself to her fate and prepared for the worst. The chief's wife, not old yet but a very fat woman, holding a pitcher of water, she was patiently waiting for her husband's orders. He was continuing to stroke Tessie's head and then licked her cheek with his tongue a couple of times. My wife only shuddered in disgust, continuing to look down. She was dumbstruck and dismayed. Then the chief stood up and ordered his wife to do something. His voice was harsh to make her flinch. The fatso quickly lifted Tessie's skirt and took off her panties and then she patted my wife's thighs, letting her know that she had to spread her legs wider. Tessie obediently did that and the chief's wife washed her crotch with water of the jug. Tessie started to weep quietly, finally realizing what she had to go through. Then the chief growled something again to his wife and she quickly finished washing, and came out of the hut. The old man took off his loincloth and I saw his long floppy dick. He shook it a few times and scratched his balls vigorously, as if trying to awaken his dick from dormancy. Then the chief walked slowly around my wife, carefully examining her as if she were a horse, which he wanted to buy on the market. Then loudly clapped his hands and shouted something. His wife immediately returned to the hut, and then two indigenes came in. They were young, about 19 years old, their bodies were strong, but like all indigenes they were quite undersized. They had stood at the entrance and looked with interest at Tessie. They paid no attention to me and only the chief came up to me and pulled out the gag from my mouth. Then he forced me to open my mouth and started to examine it with curiosity. After checking my mouth the chief shouted out: "Guta hura!" he uttered those words in a strange language and the young indigenes began to smile and the chief's wife nodded approvingly. Neither I nor Tessie didn't understand what those words meant, but they didn't bode well for our future. "Guta hura!" the chief repeated and, to my horror, he patted my cheek with his cock. I was so afraid that I froze up completely. The old man wagged his finger at me, and then stuck it in my mouth. I realized what he wanted and began to suck his finger slowly. The chief smiled approvingly and taking his finger out of my mouth, again patted my cheek with his dick. Tessie couldn't see it because the chief's wife stood closer to us, preventing her from seeing what was actually happening. The chief approached the young indigenes and said something to them, pointing to Tessie with his finger, still wet from my saliva. Then he wiped his wet finger on Tessie's hair and pushed her to the ground. The chief's wife stepped away and meekly sat down in the hut's corner. Tessie looked at me with horror in her eyes but said nothing. Then she turned her head away from me, as though she was ashamed of what was going to happen. And here's what happened. The chief approached me again, making a gesture to indicate that I had to open my mouth. I quickly did as I was ordered. Then he started to shove his dick between my trembling lips. I already knew what to do and began to suck his prick carefully, trying not to scrape it with my teeth. I looked up at the chief, and I saw in his eyes that I was good at what I did. His cock began to harden and lengthen. It became even heavier, pulsing slightly and my mouth felt it. Tessie didn't look at me, but I knew that she knew what was happening. I couldn't suck the chief's dick without making smacking sounds. When the chief was quite excited, he took his cock out of my mouth and made his way to Tessie. Despite the fact that the old man's dick was wet with my saliva and seemed harder than an iron bolt, it went into her narrow pussy with difficulty. Tessie started to moan. She held the moan like a note, drawing it out, her face taut with pain. My wife had to spread her legs wider, slowly, inch by inch, taking that monster into the depths of her vagina. The chief fucked her long enough, but slowly, savoring every movement of his dick. Periodically, he turned his head to the young indigenes, as though demonstrating them how to properly handle woman. Most likely, they were novices to sex and the chief gave his first lesson to them. After about half an hour, drenched in sweat, red-faced, the chief began to growl like a beast and I realized that he was going to cum. But suddenly he quickly took his swollen dick out of Tessie, then jumped to his feet and hurried over to me. I immediately had to open my mouth and let the chief's dick into it. A sticky sperm spurted into my mouth, but the chief still continued to fuck my mouth since his dick was hard as a spike, staying erect awhile. I sucked with diligence, fearing of punishment for poor performance, and I sucked out all old man's sperm, drop by drop, swallowing. "Guta hura." said the chief with relief, gesturing for one of the young guys to come up to me. He ran up to me and stuck a thin dick in my mouth. I began to suck vigorously and to my surprise, my mouth felt that his thin cock was beginning to reach the chief dick's size. While the guy was fucking my mouth, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Tessie was looking at me: "Be patient, darling. All this will pass." she said quietly : "Let them do what they want." Aroused by my blowjob, the guy hoisted Tessie's slightly chubby legs on his shoulders, and quickly began to fuck her working with his butt vigorously, hammering his dick into Tessie's pussy under the approving eye of the chief. For awhile her face was contorted in horror and her wide-open eyes was gazing at the young indigene. But apparently, she had been already excited by the chief, and the second dick only added fuel to the fire of her flesh. Little by little, she began to moan, going to a loud cry after the guy's cock head persistently pressed on her cervix. I saw her buttocks tensed, Tessie's breathing became deeper and unable to restrain herself, she started to howl wildly like a wounded bitchwolf, finally giving vent to her orgasm she had tried to control these past minutes. The chief had laughed and said something to his wife, and she nodded shyly. At first, a wave full of wild fear and horror washed over me... I froze... but suddenly... the wave began slowly to roll back. And instead its coldness, its silent power, something a dark... with an inexplicable pleasure... rushed into my mind from my inside. Some mixture of pain, jealousy and thrilling lust took possession of my body. And I realized that it was the pinnacle of pleasure to watch how somebody with a big cock... truly, hard and deep fucks my wife. Especially because he makes her cum. The guy also didn't want to cum into Tessie's cunt and I had to suck out all his sperm and swallowed it. Somewhat tired, wet with sweat and glad that he could pass the exam, the guy went to the chief and the old man nodded approvingly. Tessie was laying still, trying not to look at me. She was also wet with sweat, and her hips continued to tremble slightly owing to overstimulation. It was easy to understand that her lustful flesh defeated her chastity, stirring up a dozing whore inside her. It was turn of the second guy. Removing the loincloth, he said:"Guta hura!" His dick was almost excited by everything that happened. Its red, swollen dickhead came out of foreskin and I first began to lick it, gradually sucking up his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. "Guta hura." said he again, stroking my head. I was dutifully taking his slight pushes, trying to catch their rhythm with my mouth. At this time, the chief had ordered something to his wife and she quickly ran to Tessie and gestured to her to get on all fours. Tessie dutifully and quickly obeyed the order and the fatso pulled up her dress high above her waist, exposing a luxury bare butt of my wife. Then she slightly patted her buttocks and carefully examined Tessie's anal hole. Having taken the pitcher, she had washed Tessie's ass and retired again to the hut's corner. The young indigene was already prepared for fucking. His cock sticking elastically had a soft sheen of my saliva. Tessie, like an animal, had frozen in her position waiting with bated breath for her vagina to be fucked now again. The guy, fell in behind, and began to fuck her pussy, massaging and extending her anus with his fingers. My wife moaned softly, and turned his head, looking imploringly at the indigene. She knew it was only a prelude for a real assfucking. She'd never had the experience of anal sex, though... I was not her first man. As far as I remembered we had never done this before, preferring an ordinary sex. A minute later, I could see how the indigene took his dick out of my wife and looked at the chief. The chief nodded approvingly and the guy started to direct his dick towards Tessie's ass hole. My wife had burst into tears and she spread her legs as widely as possible, trying to relax her anus, shrunk from fear. The indigene's dick began to move slowly forwards inexorably overcoming the resistance of Tessie's asshole and finally, after a sharp jolt, it plunged into her rectum right up to the balls... and stopped. Tessie had clenched her teeth and closed her eyes. She made a moaning sound so deep in her throat it sounded inhuman. After a short pause, the guy started to pull out his dick, but only a little bit, and then stuck it right to the end. Tessie's moan had repeated. But now it was a little lower and turned into a sweet agony... But when, swaying and slapping my wife's buttocks, the indigene began to fuck her faster and faster, bringing the speed up to a frenzied rhythm, the hut was filled with the sounds of flash slaps and soul-destroying cries of my poor Tessie. Her mouth was wide open in an incessant stream of her screams. Tormented by the guy's strong pushes she shook her head violently and her body swayed. Then suddenly she had stiffened, arching her back, and began to cum, trembling all over. I also began to tremble with fear and... unknown before excitement. It was strange, but I wanted the guy to fuck my wife again and again. Finally her orgasm had abated and the indigene moved to a slower rhythm. Tessie had lifted her head towards me and whispered, justifying her orgasm: "I'm sorry, darling. It was beyond my strength." A mixture of shame, pity to Tessie and keen pleasure forced my dick to strain. When the indigene had switched back to fast and hard fucking and my wife whined loudly, my dick increased to the limit and I wanted to cum. I wanted so badly to masturbate on what I saw, but my bound hands did not allow me to do it. I writhed in desire to jerk off, I tried to free himself, but in vain. And nobody, not even Tessie, paid no attention to me. Finally my wife again started to cum explosively, when the guy's dick had been stuck in her pussy, relentlessly pressing with its head on her cervix. Her vaginal moisture had flowed profusely along Tessie's thighs, her bum was shaking and she was howling incredibly sweetly. The indigene's dick continued its work, forcing my wife's pussy to produce more moisture and it was dripping on the ground, forming a dark wet spot. "Guta hura!" as though recalling, the chief said to the guy and after a minute I was sucking my third cock, getting another portion of a warm semen and swallowing it. Tessie was exhausted and slowly fell to the ground, panting. The juice of lust was still oozing from Tessie's opening and my wife's face expressed both tiredness and enjoyment. She was calmly watching as I was sucking the indigene's dick, while he was gently stroking my cheeks and was in no hurry to take his dick out of my mouth... How did we get on that damn island, and how to get out... It's another story. The main thing is that the happened events made us different persons. Returning home, we did not discuss what happened and did not engage in sex anymore. And very soon we amicably divorced much to the surprise of our friends. According to them, Tessie travels a lot now, preferring the most distant islands. As for me, I started sucking young boys dicks of different colors, preferring black. Doing blowjob, I ask them to jerk off my dick and always swallow their sperm. But the main thing, I miss Tessie. If I could just have a look at how she is being fucked deep and hard by someone else, and hear her moans... Does this mean that I still love her?... By the way, I learned what that expression "Guta hura" meant. When I asked a well-known linguist about it, he said: "Guta hura means a girl's mouth." Now, I'm a veritable Guta hura.