0 comments/ 57945 views/ 14 favorites Darla In Africa: Nigeria By: TheGlobalSoul As we last left Darla, she and Shelly had just received news from their hospital administrator that the Nigerian military had requested that they come to Nigeria to train their nurses. The request had been specifically been made by the father of their Nigerian friend Chris, who was the general in charge of the Nigerian military's medical division. The terms of their contract called for the two of them to live in Nigeria for up to five years, and for their hometown hospital to receive $5, 000, 000 in return for the services of Darla and Shelly. The girls however, would receive just a their standard hospital salary, but all of their expenses and housing would be paid for. The terms of their contract called for them to travel to Nigeria in 30 days, and that all of their belongings in their apartments, would be packed up and shipped to Lagos. Darla and Shelly then met with Chris, who had to leave for Nigeria immediately and prepare for their arrival. Chris provided the girls with their visas, and also $20, 000 each for moving expenses, and any other expenses they would incur as a result of their new jobs. As a way of saying "thank you" Darla and Shelly had a private threesome with Chris at an expensive hotel the night before he traveled back to Nigeria, which was only four days after they were offered their new training positions. In addition to moving there were numerous other things that the girls had to take care of before they left the states. Fortunately working at the hospital was not one of them, as the hospital placed them on indefinite paid leave, as their salaries now would be paid by the hospital, out of the endowment given to it by the Nigerian military. The contract the hospital had with the Nigerian military called for an automatic five-year renewal if the girls chose to stay on. Darla and Shelly's parents had extreme reservations about the both of them going to work in a third world country, but there was no way that either girl could be convinced not to go. Darla and Shelly promised that they would write everyday by e-mail, and return home every six months for at least one week. The hardest part of the move was leaving their new friends at the gym, but Jill and Tony had assured them that they were making the right decision. The going away party that Jill and Tony hosted for them was one giant an all night orgy of sex and alcohol. Darla and Shelly were fucked so thoroughly that night that it took their pussies and butts nearly two days to feel normal. The girls endure numerous double penetrations from the guys at the gym that night, including those guys they had met at the Oreo Club. Barb was also there, as were Carl and Brenda, and Joe and Dave. By the time the party ended, everyone had a smile of complete satisfaction on their face, and the girls had to be carried to their apartments so that they could recuperate and rest for their trip to a medical specialist A day after their bon voyage party, the girls traveled to Chicago and see a specialist, from whom they would receive all their necessary shots and immunizations. Among the immunizations was the new AIDS vaccine, which was proven to forever keep a person AIDS and HIV free, as well as at least 100 other shots, and pills. All of these drugs were designed and proven to prevent the patient from catching malaria, all known sexually transmitted diseases, and all known African diseases. The girls were also given a drug that not only temporarily sterilized them, but also caused their menstrual cycles to stop, for at least the next five years. However, neither woman had a problem with not being able to get pregnant, as neither one of them desired children. Lastly, and unbeknownst to either Shelly or Darla, the doctor gave them a large mega dose of the African sex potion known, which is known in Swahili as Mahaba. The Mahaba potion was designed by rogue medical researchers to actually alter the brain cells of women, so that their on/off switch, which controlled their sexual desires, was placed permanently in the on position. It was this potion that Allen had slipped into Darla's drink on their first date, and Chris had slipped into Shelly's food on one of their dates. The only problem with taking so many drugs; however, was that the aftereffects cause the patient to suffer from flu like symptoms for approximately five days. When the girls returned from Chicago, after a three-hour drive down I-65, they both headed to Shelly's place where they did nothing but sleep and eat for about the next five days. By the time the girls fully recovered from the aftereffects of their immunizations, they were down to three days left before they were to leave for Nigeria, which they spent doing their last minute packing, and saying their final goodbyes. The day before their departure the moving trucks arrived and loaded up everything, including the furniture. It would take approximately six or eight weeks for their belongings to clear customs in Nigeria and be delivered to the military base, in the heart of Lagos, where they would both be assigned. Chris had arranged for each girl to have their own separate quarters in housing that was generally reserved for the highest-ranking generals and government officials. That evening the girls stayed at the Hyatt near the Indianapolis airport, and made love all night long as they reminisced and talked about their recent past and likely even more exciting future. Shelly was somewhat scared, but she took comfort in the fact that Darla was going with her, and that Chris, and his father, were the ones responsible for this opportunity. As Darla slept in Shelly's arms her mind drifted back to her experience on the river bank, now nearly a month behind her. She still could not recall what had happened after she was tied up and her clothes were torn off, but for some reason the images of those lost days were becoming clearer, as she now remembered the hissing sound of snakes, and the feel of something slithering along her belly, while fingers probed her pussy. The image in her mind still was fuzzy, but the thought of the snake somehow made her wet. However, before she could react to the warm feeling in her pussy, the alarm clock went off. The girls flight was due to leave Indy at 8 a. m., but they had to be at the airport by 6 a. m. They quickly showered, did their hair, and then put on some makeup, and got their outfits ready for the long international trip. The girls each chose to wear simple white blouses, and semi tight fitting skirts, under which were their white bras and thong panties. Darla wore her short blue business skirt and matching blue pumps, while Shelly wore a black spandex skirt that ended just above her knee, and red pumps. The flight to New York was very uneventful, and both of the girls lost themselves in their books, as Shelly read Sidney Sheldon novel, and Darla delved into her new Lonely Planet Guide to Nigeria. Darla was a bit surprised to learn that Nigeria had recently been taken off the State Department's travel warning list. She was also amazed to learn that Lagos was one of the most dangerous places in Africa, and that in some parts of the city roving youth gangs were more powerful than the police. Yet, instead of feeling scared, Darla felt a slight and tell tale tingle underneath her skirt and deep inside of her. However, she thought it best to not tell Shelly about what she had just read, for fear of her wanting to return home. Once at JFK, the girls checked their bags at the Nigerian Airlines counter and headed off to the terminal. They were surprised to see that only them, and a few Mormon missionaries were the only white people booked for the 11 hour flight on board the 747 Jumbo Jet. The flight looked to be packed, and nearly everyone was giving them questioning looks as to why two young white women were traveling to Africa, especially black Africa. Fortunately for them, Chris had gotten them first class seats in an area of the plane normally reserved for government officials and businessmen. Before their flight, Chris had made a call to the pilot of the plane, who was an old childhood friend of his. He informed the pilot of who his two special passengers were, as well as the fact that they were now under the spell of Mahaba. The pilot assured Chris that he and his head stewardess would take extra special care of their lovely passengers. The pilot then explained to his copilot and engineer what old friend had told him on the phone, and then called in the head stewardess, to whom he gave very explicit instructions regarding their white female passengers who were in first class. The plane was packed, except for a handful of people in the first class area. Darla and Shelly settled themselves into the wide leather seats; as they were served coffee and cake, just prior to the plane taxiing for take off. The plane looked relatively old, and Shelly wondered if it really was safe to fly; however, at this point there was nothing she or Darla could do, as the female attendants, who were dressed in traditional African dress, made the announcement that was departing the gate. As the plane soared, the memories of the group experience at the health club and other places, including the riverbank, suddenly played with Darla's mind. Darla quietly reminisced about what had happened between Tony, Jill, Carl, Brenda, and her best friend Shelly. For the past two months they had enjoyed an incredible sexual escapade, bringing both Darla and Shelly to new levels of pleasure and new levels of understanding of what a human body was capable of... given the right stimulation. While having this experience, they had met Chris, a Nigerian student and member of the Nigerian military, and the son of an influential Nigerian general. Chris' sexual prowess and his incredible pleasure machine had made such an overwhelming impression upon Darla that a bond hand formed between them. Well, maybe it was not a bond, just the residual effects of her sexual addiction, which was the initial result of a synthetic African love potion, which she and Shelly had unknowingly consumed. The effects of the potion had been strong enough for both Darla and Shelly to accept an invitation to come to the military hospital in Nigeria where Chris had returned, so that they could "train" new nurses. Darla, being a nurse, was curious about the "treatment" which would be available there. Shelly, who knew Darla better than anyone else, just wanted to join in on the fun. Now they were together on a plane, headed for Nigeria, Chris, and whatever else lay ahead... or on top. Darla had flown many times before on long flights, the one thing which she always had difficulty in getting used to was the boredom that she usually experienced. As the hours rolled by uneventfully, she slipped into a series or dreams (or were they remembrances) of her ordeal by the river. She dreamed of men in gas masks rubbing lotion on her bare skin with their rough leather gloves. One dream consisted of her being laid out on a medical table and being given a physical, while another consisted of salamanders and insects crawling over her breasts, while the masked men all watched in silence as she screamed in fear. Since that trip to the river, her breasts had become slightly bigger and firmer. Her bra now barely covered her pink nipples, while all of her fears, like her phobia of spiders and snakes, now made her both scared, and sexually excited. Even Shelly had commented during their love making that Darla's breasts felt and even tasted different. Yet, for some reason, Darla could not recall who the man was who had taken her captive, nor was their any evidence he even existed. All of the messages and e-mail from him simply disappeared, like she had imagined the whole thing up. After about seven hours, Darla and Shelly were both wide awake, yet everyone around them slept soundly. They had already seen two movies, and read nearly magazine in first class. As Darla was thumbing through an old issue of Jet, she turned to Shelly, and said, "I'm bored stiff, there has got to be a better way to pass the time than in-flight movies and magazines". "Yeah", Shelly replied, who then smiled and pressed the alert button to call the stewardess. "What do you expect the stewardess to do? Darla asked. "We'll see if she really moves her tail for us, like the old commercials", Shelly laughed. The head stewardess soon arrived, and both women found themselves looking up at a very statuesque, and strikingly beautiful, black woman, with near ebony skin, which was completely flawless. Her hair was tied back in typical stewardess fashion, and she was dressed in traditional African dress, which was the new Nigerian Airways flight attendant uniform. However, the tight dress did nothing to hide the obvious fullness of her breasts, flared hips and round ass. The stewardess then smiled a broad smile, showing her beautiful white teeth, and asked, "How may I help you?" Before Darla could verbalize her first thoughts, Shelly asked for two blankets. The stewardess then turned to retrieve them, as both women were mesmerized by the movement of her ass as she negotiated down the isle. "Blankets? Darla asked. "Just wait", said Shelly, as the stewardess returned with the blankets. "Were those top two buttons of her dress unbuttoned before?" Darla asked herself, as the stewardess opened each blanket for them and placed them upon their laps, smoothing them out evenly. The stewardess had to lean forward to do so, while Darla and Shelly caught a glimpse of this ebony goddesses generous cleavage and the scent of arousing perfume. The stewardess took time to stare both women in the eye, with just the hint of a smile upon her lips, as she said, "I'll be back if you want me", and then slowly walked away. Darla then turned to Shelly and whispered, "Whew, it is too warm for a blanket now. ""Not yet it isn't", said Shelly, as she slipped her hand under Darla's blanket towards the hem of her dress. Darla just closed her eyes, smiled and thought to herself, "Maybe long flights are not a bad thing after all. I have a sensation that this one surely won't be boring. "Darla let out a small sigh as Shelly's hand slid under Darla's dress and worked its way up towards her crotch, caressing her inner thigh as she went. Darla exhaled slowly and kept her eyes closed, as she knew that she really needed some sexual release. Soon Shelly's hand was doing wonderful things, as her fingers maneuvered under Darla's thong and began to massage her now moist pussy lips. Darla's legs quickly parted to permit Shelly more access. Shelly accepted the invitation, as she slid her fingers towards Darla's trembling clit. As her fingers found their mark, Darla let out a loud gasps, as her gentle pinches and strokes began to make Darla squirm in her first class seat. As the stewardess passed she gave them both a wide grin, with Shelly returning a smile of her own, as she continued on administering Darla's ministrations. Darla felt Shelly's hand gain entry into her waiting dampness, as she slowly moved her hand under Shelly's blanket to begin pleasing her in return. Shelly pulled up the hem of her dress with her free hand so now they could both squirm, as Darla's fingers found their mark. Their hips gently gyrated as their mutual rhythms continued, and they were both in oblivion, as the ecstasy flowing through them, when they heard a familiar voice say, "If either of you would like to use the rest room, one is free now. You should move quickly before someone else takes it. " Their eyes opened with a start, as Darla quickly said, "Thank you, the room could come in handy now. "They stopped their actions and removed their blankets, and then adjusted their mini dresses as they slid out of their assigned seats, and walked to the rest room without attracting the attention of any of the sleeping passengers. Once inside the cramped stall, they pulled themselves to each other with a passion, as their hot lips parted and their tongues intertwined with a deep sucking French kiss. They unbuttoned and opened their dresses with incredible speed, as their mini dresses fell to the floor, exposing their naked breasts and hard nipples. Their mouths separated only to find other body parts... a nipple, a neck, while their hands probed to find and massage each others heavily moistened lips, while their hips gyrated in response. Darla then sat Shelly down on the toilet seat and lifted one foot onto the sink. Shelly's mouth quickly found her home and began to lick and suck, while she used her two thumbs to spread Darla's cunt lips wide, which allowed her tongue to gain full entry. Darla leaned forward and braced herself against the wall, as she arched her back without pulling away from Shelly's passionate tongue fuck of her pussy. She was now totally exposed, and open to what ever Shelly wanted to do. However, neither could react when the locked rest room door opened and then closed. "Room for one more I see", a familiar voice said. It is the stewardess, who was now smiling and holding up her key to lavatory. She then unbuttoned her top completely and slid out of her native African dress. As her dress lay on the floor, her black bra and panties were the next to come off. The stewardess then squatted down and braced herself next to the door and said, "One more tongue for one more hole. "Then, to Darla's surprise, a pair of strong and rough feminine hands separated her ass cheeks widely. The stewardess then sniffed tentatively and, satisfied, snaked out her tongue and began making moist paths up and down her crack. After a few minutes of this, the stewardess then made small circles around her anus, causing her to first tighten, and then relax her sphincter, as she became lost in the moment. Unexpectedly, the stewardess' tongue entered her asshole and slowly moved around the inside of the rim. As their tongues moved in unison, Darla gasped loudly and bit down on her index finger to stifle her moans. This was much more than she had ever expected when she and Shelly boarded the aging jumbo jet in New York. The stewardess' lips circled her ass as her tongue delved deeper inside of her. A gentle sucking soon ensues, which slowly grows in strength on both sides of her body, as both Shelly and the stewardess pull her flesh deeper into her mouth, as Darla moaned loudly enough to wake up the American ambassador sleeping right outside of the stall. This was something new for her, as her body trembled with the sensation of her first "mile high" orgasm. The stewardess' hand then moved toward Shelly and finds her dripping pussy with her free hand and slowly enters her. Shelly is spread so wide, and she is now so wet, that soon the stewardess' entire hand is inside and tickling areas never before touched, as she groans with pleasure. The stewardess then placed her other hand behind her and used two fingers to enter her own ass, slowly easing them in and out. For the next 20 minutes all three women continued their ministrations, only faster. They each were now experiencing new sensations, with each being driven to different levels of excitement and pleasure. However, as their new heights were being reached, three waves soon formed and came crashing together, as each began their orgasms. The ministrations continued until their involuntary spasms stopped. Shelly knew what the stewardess had done and how Darla reacted. When Darla lowered her leg and turned to the stewardess, Shelly's lips found Darla's wet asshole, and began to duplicate the stewardess's actions. Darla's head then snapped back and her mouth opened in an expression of soundless ecstasy. Seeing an opportunity, the stewardess tried to swallow first one nipple then the other, sucking and nibbling as she went. Her head lowered along Darla's torso, sliding her tongue along the way. Darla expected to feel a tongue in her pussy again, but instead, she felt her silky hair, as the stewardess' mouth had found Shelly's. However, Darla was not disappointed long, as a hand snaked up into her, to gently spread and close, stroke and tickle her delicate tissue. Darla In Africa: Nigeria Once again Darla was amazed at the new sensations, as again the women felt their orgasms approaching; however, this time their reactions become more animated. The sucking became more intense, as more of Darla's flesh was pulled into Shelly's and the stewardess' hungry mouths. Their hands and fingers become forceful upon Darla's sweaty body, as the pleasure was only enhanced by the pain that was being inflicted upon her nipples as the stewardess pinched them hard. Harsher and harsher the movements became, until the explosions erupted, as their cries of pain, pleasure and ecstasy poured from their orgasm laden throats, nearly awakening all of the men in first class. After about 10 minutes, all three of the girls ceased their trembling, and removed their hands and mouths. They then washed their faces, reapplied their lipstick, and put their clothes back into place. The three women then left the lavratory, after nearly 45 minutes of erotically perverse activity, and smiled a bewildered but satisfied smile, as the stewardess went up to the kitchen, and the girls returned to their seats. After a few minutes, Shelly fell into a deep slumber, as she was completely spent from the experience. However Darla remained awake as the dark lusts had now arisen within her and she had no desire to have the feeling go away. She felt a deep craving for cock, black cock, no even better still, African cock. Her thoughts wandered and then settled upon Chris, who was awaiting them in Lagos at the end of their long 12-hour journey. She smiled and closed her eyes at the prospect, but before she could slip her finger under her dress, her thoughts were interrupted by the stewardess. "Hello again", the stewardess said, flashing that broad smile. "How do you feel?""Different", she answered. "Like something has changed in me. "The stewardess gave a soft but throaty laugh. "Yes, I would guess so. I knew you were someone who would enjoy something new. The pilot wanted to know if you would like to tour the plane. It is a privilege offered to very few". Darla nodded yes, since at this point; she would have followed the stewardess anywhere. She then glanced toward Shelly and decided not to awaken her. The stewardess took her hand and led her down the aisle toward the back of first class. All of the passengers are either asleep or distracted; however several men did not fail to notice their passing. Darla had expected to go back into the rest room for another experience, but they continued on to a small elevator. They entered, but it is not made for two, so they had to literally squeeze in, face to face, with their breasts pressed against each other during the ride up to the second level. Their eyes met and their lips parted only to be moistened by their fluid tongues. The stewardess grabbed her hair and pulled Darla's mouth to hers. She French kissed her, and sucked deeply upon her tongue. Darla moved her hands behind the stewardess' ample ass, pulled her close to her and began to knead it through the long traditional dress that she wore. She felt nothing underneath, as they ground against each other for a few moments until the elevator came to a sudden stop in the baggage area of the plane. When they separated, they were both panting as they squeezed out of the elevator and into a small room. Inside the baggage area the pilot was standing there, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a bodybuilder physique and large muscular chest. Without saying a word he grabbed Darla harshly and crushed her mouth to his. She did not resist, as she was overpowered, but filled with the desire to be overpowered. The stewardess then came up and stood behind her, rubbing her pelvis against Darla's ass. The stewardess reached between the pilot and Darla to unbutton and remove Darla's blouse. Her skirt was the next to go as the pilot unfastened and dropped it around her ankles. From behind Darla, the stewardess placed her thumbs underneath her thong and pulled them down, as once again, her ass cheeks were separated and a familiar tongue entered her ass, and commenced to deep sucking. As the sucking of her sphincter began, Darla moaned; however, her moans were only muted muffled sounds as her mouth was filled with the pilot’s meaty tongue. Once again a dark euphoria permeated her being, and she became lost in the sensation, as the pilot grabbed her breasts, which were still encased in her lace bra, and ripped the lacy garment off her body, and tossed it aside. Suddenly, the stewardess stopped and pulled the two of them apart. Darla was dazed, woozy, and confused by the sudden change. However, when her vision cleared, she saw the stewardess locked in the arms of the pilot, her legs wrapped around his waist. His hands quickly raised her skirt around her waist to expose her naked ass, and her top was now completely open. Darla stared at the stewardess's ass, and was mesmerized. She then squatted and grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart, licked her crack and then began to kiss the woman's pulsating dark flesh. Slowly, her tongue sought out her quivering rose bud; however, before she could find it, the pilot began to lift the stewardess higher, raising her up toward his face. The stewardess grabbed a bar hanging overhead and pulled upward. Now the pilot's mouth was smothered by her hot dripping pussy. His long tongue slid up and down the hot slit, while his mouth covered and sucked harshly on her tiny hard clit. Darla felt deprived, as she had a need that now needed to be satisfied, as she glanced directly in front of her face and saw the bulge in the pilot's pants. Without a word, she unzipped his zipper and his prodigious cock flew out. Darla briefly marveled at its mass, and then began to lick along its length, grasping it with both hands. Her mouth opened as wide as possible and took in the black cock head. She relaxed her throat and slid the throbbing monster towards into her. Once she found the maximum distance, she slid it back; just short of releasing it, then moved it back in, allowing her tongue to flick it as it moved. Back and forth her head moved, as Darla reached inside his trousers and grasped his balls and gently extracted the heavy set. She then used both hands to cup and massage them; however, after several minutes of this, she sensed urgency in his cock, as he was about to cum. Darla then withdrew his prick until just the head was in her mouth. She licked and sucked with as much pressure as her mouth and tongue could generate, while at the same time, she squeezed his balls with a strong pulsing beat. As his orgasm began, Darla nearly gagged with the amount of spunk that poured out of him. As he came she continued with her sucking and squeezing, in an effort to try and drain every drop of love juice from his hot, black, pulsating cock. Finally the cumming ended, but the cock still remained hard and rigid. As the pilot came, the stewardess began to cum as well, as she began shaking and slid down the pilot's chest. The pilot then began to slide along the wall down to the floor; however, never did Darla release his cock. As he lay on his back, panting, his hard cock pointed to the ceiling. Once again the stewardess straddled his face, this time in a reverse direction so that she could face Darla. The stewardess then began to grind her pussy over his open mouth. Without releasing the cock, Darla covered the stewardess' mouth with her own, and began sucking on the stewardess' tongue, as she moaned and pulled on Darla's breast. Darla, without releasing her lips from the stewardess, straddled the pilot and slid his cock into her awaiting pussy that was now dripping drops of hot juice. Darla placed the entire length of him into her and began to ride him violently. Again and again the pumping continued and Darla founds her womb full of throbbing meat. His cock was a massive pulsing hard weapon that impaled her hungry pussy like a steak through the heart of a vampire. Now she was truly fulfilled. This is what Darla needed, as she cums twice, while the stewardess and her balance themselves upright by holding tightly each others breasts. None of them want the feeling to stop; however, after long minutes, Darla sensed that the pilot was again about to spend his load. As she sensed his buildup she stopped and removed him from deep within her, and then shifted her pelvis forward slightly, placing her sphincter over his dick. Slowly, and gently she slid his ebony weapon up inside her tight canal. At first the pain caused her to wince, but after she relaxed and focused on the control of her bowel muscles, Darla was able to slide more and more of him into her until finally she is completely impaled. Darla then relaxed for a moment, as a sheen of sweat now formed on her body, and then slowly began humping. All this time the stewardess, who is in sexual heaven, is intently watching her, while her pussy is still being eaten by the pilot. Darla glanced at her and as if there was a single thought, they reached for each other and began to share tongues. Darla's ass fucking continued, as she now had become completely obsessed with this huge cock deep inside of her bowels. Suddenly the elevator door opened, and the copilot walk in. He had just placed the 747 on autopilot, and was now ready to entertain their guest. Darla stared at his dark face, then her eyes slid down to the front of his trousers where a bulge had now formed. One of Darla's hands snaked out, grabbed his belt, and pulled him to the front of her. She was now focused on the copilot's cock, and pulled his slacks and shorts down in near desperation. As his dick flew up and out, it was immediately surrounded by Darla's mouth, as she sucked and licked him with a passion. Simultaneously, the stewardess spread his cheeks and stuck her tongue into his asshole, as he grunted with approval. Harder and harder Darla sucked, while faster and faster she rode the black cock that was still buried in her ass. After what seemed like hours, Darla's anal orgasm occurred at the same time as the engineer began to spew his spunk down Darla's throat. On Nigerian Airlines nearly every rule in flight book had been broken so that four people could indulge in the most basic, and most pleasurable, of activities. However, the plane was now under need of manual control, as the women were told by the pilots to stop. The black cocks were then removed from both of Darla's ends, and the girls tongues become passive, as the men and women quickly and quietly dressed. Once the women were alone, the stewardess finally introduced herself and told her name, and then instructed Darla to go back upstairs and take her seat. The woman's name was simply Lulu, and she told Darla that she and Shelly were going to love the men in Nigeria, as it is rare to see such attractive white women in such a violent and primal land. Once seated, Darla thought to herself, 'God, and we have not even landed on the Dark Continent, and a dark side of me is already coming out!" She had enjoyed having her asshole sucked, first by a stranger, then by her best friend. She had enjoyed being fucked in the ass, and having it stretched beyond its normal capacity. She also had sucked, and swallowed the spunk, from two black cocks, and still she wanted more. New hungers had now been awakened in Darla, as she looked over at Shelly, who still was sleeping and recovering from their tryst in the lavratory. However, her peaceful expression spoke volumes, as Darla knew that she and Shelly shared the same thought. None of this would have happened had the stewardess not joined them. Yes, they would have performed the usual oral and anal sex acts, and they would have enjoyed them intensely, but most of it would have been basically an exciting rerun. However, as the orgy in the baggage compartment had now proven, this sense of sexual danger and excitement was the only reason why Darla and Shelly had wanted to visit Africa. Their trip was more than a chance to see Chris and enjoy what he offered. Instead Darla and Shelly needed to pursue sexual experiences in as many new ways, and places, as the both of them could. What better place to be free and pursue new sexual experiences, than in Africa, which they knew was culturally very different from the US. Also, Africa continues to be a third world jungle, full of violence, and civil wars. However, if she and Shelly could be brought to a new heights by an African woman in just one hour, in the restroom of an airplane; and her best friend can adopt new sensual perversions and like it, and Darla herself was just as eager to give what she had received; then this trip to Africa would prove to be an incredible journey in to Darla's psyche. Africa is, after all, the Dark Continent, and Darla could hardly wait to see what would happen next. As the plane made the final approach, Shelly awoke. She yawned and stretched, and then asked, "Did I miss anything?""Lots, " answered Darla, as she proceeded to tell her friend of the foursome she had in the baggage area with the stewardess, and pilots. "Wow. " Shelly said. "This has been one hell of a flight. You know, when that stew sucked your ass while I was eating you, I felt some kind of exchange. Like a light switch had been flicked in my body. Something drew me to start sucking on yours. Really weird. " "Huh?" "Yeah, " Darla answered. "I went through the same thing. I feel like there is a new part of me awakening, something I didn't realize was there. " Even now, as they chatted, the two women felt a warm tingle behind their navels. Darla felt her nipples harden, which were clearly visible through the thin material of her blouse, and pussy moisten as the memories of the last two hours returned to her, as she looked out of the window to see the vastness of Nigerian coastline coming up over the horizon. Darla gently squeezed her nipples as she saw the sun awakening over the new land that she would now forever see as her "home. " Soon after she saw the coastline appear, the plane began its descent towards Lagos International Airport. The plane gently landed and everyone hustled to grab his or her carry on baggage and disembark. The only two passengers who longed for the flight to last longer were Shelly and Darla, who decided to take their time gathering their things and leaving the jumbo jet. As they carried their bags toward the exit, they passed the pilots, and stewardess. Lustful smiles were on all of their lips, as smoldering glances are exchanged. "Welcome to our world, " said Lulu. "Enjoy your stay, and fly with us again soon!"Darla and Shelly then smiled, and took turns kissing Lulu on the lips. Darla then told her that they hoped they would see her again, to which Lulu replied that such plans had already been made. With that cryptic answer, Darla and Shelly left the plane and headed toward the customs area where Chris was waiting for them, so that they would not have to endure the corrupt customs officers. Chris was dressed in camouflage fatigues and combat boots, with his brown shirt open to his navel. However, such a casual style was easy to understand, as the temperature was well over 90 degrees, at 7 am in the morning. The three of them embraced each other, as Chris held on to both Darla and Shelly. "Welcome to the Dark Continent, " he said, as his hands cupped their ass-cheeks and pulled their sweaty body to his. After breaking their embrace Darla noticed the sweat dripping down his chest. Darla and Shelly quickly became aware of just how hot they were, as well as the bulge in Chris's pants. After she noticed his hardness, Darla said, "I can see that you are happy to see us. "At which all three of them laugh, as several soldiers deliver Chris, who is a Colonel, and a paratrooper, his open air Hum Vee that contains Shelly and Darla's luggage. They go first to the hospital, which also serve as an army barracks, on the far outskirts of the city. Darla and Shelly are then taken to a nurse's dressing room. Chris told Darla "You are going to be given a tour. They know that you are here to train our nurses, so they will show you this facility, so that you can inspect our practices and see some of our patients. The nurses who you will train are very curious about how a Nigerian hospital compares with an American one. You will stay at a hotel just a few miles from here until your belongings arrive, afterward you will be moved into brand new apartments here on base. This area is quite beautiful. There is a lightly forested area between the hospital and the hotel, but there are no dangerous animals to worry about. You can feel free to walk about and enjoy the scenery. I'll come back later, after your tour, and give you a ride to the hotel. " Chris then turned to Shelly and orders her to "Come with me! I will give you my own tour. " Chris and Shelly then walk away together, as Darla goes into the locker room and finds a locker with her name on it, which she then opens. Inside the locker is everything she will need to shower and become refreshed. Alone in the locker room Darla then stripped out of her clothes and headed into the dank and dimly lit shower room. When Darla returned to the locker from the nice and hot shower, she found that her clothes were now gone, but that in their place sat a pair of scrubs and a new pair of socks and Reeboks. The only item missing were clean bra and panties. "No matter, " she said to herself, as she removed a set of brand new scrubs and closed the door. When she did so, she noticed a young nurse standing in the doorway. "Hello Ms. Darla" says the nurse. "I am called Mona. It is short for my African name. You may find it easier to pronounce. I will take you on the tour, after you are dressed. Colonel Olele has told me much of you. " Mona looked to be nineteen, and was dressed in scrubs similar to the ones Darla held. However, for Mona the top of her scrubs seemed a bit to tight as Darla could see her nipples straining and pressing against the top. Mona caught Darla staring at her chest, and then licked her lips in anticipation of what her commanding officer, Colonel Olele (Chris), had said would happen today. She had overheard him talking to the doctors and soldiers in his command about the real reason for Ms. Darla and Ms. Shelly's assignment to this base. Until now Mona had never seen such a beautiful American women, except in magazines and on the Internet. She hoped that Ms. Darla was truly the type of woman that the Colonel had bragged to the doctors and his subordinates about. It was beyond hot in the locker room, as there were few places in the hospital that were air-conditioned. Sweat rolled between the white woman's breasts and down to her navel where it briefly pooled. Mona felt her breathing become heavier, as she watched the American closely. Her eyes followed the path of the sweat and until Darla looked at her and asked her how her hospital uniform looked. Mona was mesmerized, as she realized that the blouse Darla wore was soaked, as the fabric clung to her body, exposing most of her female form. Mona then suggested that, "You had better change. Looking like that will be "distracting to the patients. " Darla looked down, smiled and agreed, as she removed the new scrubs from sweaty body. As she stood nude in from of her locker, Darla noticed, from the corner of her eye that Mona was lustfully looking at her. Since she sensed an opportunity, Darla slowly ran her hands down the front of her breasts, cupping them briefly. Her hands then wandered down her abdomen to her pussy, and then slid over her ass. She knew what an image she was providing to Mona, as she smiled at the young women, and reached for a towel to dry the sweat off her body. Once she was dry Darla opened up a dry set of scrubs and pulled them out of their package. She grasped the top of the scrub and raised it over her head, then allowed it to gently cascade over her shoulders, coming to rest on her breasts. Darla then slowly pulled it over her ripe and firm mounds, and then let gravity pull it the rest of the way down. Darla In Africa: Nigeria Darla then turned away to step into the pants. Reaching down, she pulled the waistband up to the bottom of her ass-cheeks and paused. She then bent forward, making her rounded bottom protrude toward Mona, who was now breathing heavily with lust. Slowly, she allowed the waistband to ride over the cheeks, and then pulls the drawstring tightly. Mona was so worked up by the site of this beautiful American, that, as Darla was bent over she came closer, and then lunged at her by sliding her arms around her waist and working her hands inside Darla's scrub bottoms. Her lips locked onto Darla's and her hands slid into her crack, while Darla clutched her tightly and placed her hands similarly, while fingers probed for her bunghole. Both of their pussies ground against each other, as Darla backed the young nurse into her locker and raised her top above her breasts, so that she could greedily suck on the chocolate brown tits. The women moves reminded one of two animals in heat; harsh, brutal, determined. Mona gasped and turned her head upward, and then raised her hands to clutch Darla's hair. Darla drank the sweat from her body by sucking it from her navel, and then dragged her tongue to the top of drawstring and slid across the skin above it. Darla pulled on the drawstring and released the scrub, which then allowed it to fall to the floor. Mona then raised one leg and wrapped it around Darla's upper back, in order to pull her closer. Darla reached behind and separated the girl's asscheeks so that she could insert a finger into her rose bud. As she did this Mona moaned and began to gyrate her hips slowly, while Darla licks the dampened slit with her tongue, and then slid it up and down until she found her clit, which was by now very hard and trembling. Her mouth then covered Mona's pussy, while her tongue began a staccato flicking of the bullet-like bud, at the same time she slid her finger in and out of the girl's ass. The girl then soon began tremble violently, with her breath coming in short desperate gasps. Darla tried to insert her tongue into the hot pussy, but found that she could not, as Mona was a virgin. Darla felt a certain kind of pleasure knowing that she was making a woman out of Mona, more or less. Darla returned to flicking the girl's clit with her tongue, until, after a few more minutes of such exquisite pleasure, Mona exploded with an orgasm, as she emitted a loud "Ahh". However, Darla continued her assault until the spasms subsided, and then planted a sucking kiss over her cunt lips. Darla then stood, slid her hands behind the girl's thighs, ass, and back. The girl then reached up and brought Darla's lips to hers, so that she could taste some of her essence, for the very first time. Finally they separated, and Mona said "You. You are my first. My first experience. " "I know, " Darla whispered. "It gets better. We can do more later. " "Yes, " said the girl. "However, we must go on to the tour. There are people waiting". They then both dressed and went into the hallway, where they were by a stern looking woman, who was about 40 years old. The woman then said, "I am the head nurse. You may call me Luma. Where have you been?"Mona stumbled for words. Darla interrupted. "It was y fault. I couldn't find scrubs my size. Mona had to help me. " "Very well then. Let us proceed, " came Luma's terse reply. "We must visit the patients. " Darla's mind, however, was elsewhere, even though Luma's words had been heard. The session with Mona had whetted her appetite for much more. And she had to satisfy it soon. As they walked together down the corridor Darla was surprised. The hospital was completely modern. Except for the lack of air-conditioning in some parts, it was like any hospital in the USA; better then some. They entered the first ward. "This ward is for those with minor injuries and ailments. It is not necessary for you to visit the critically ill or injured. " Luma said. "The two of you review the patient charts, then tour more of the facility. I will be in my office. "Mona nodded her assent. One by one they visited the patients, speaking to them and reviewing their files. Most of the ailments were very minimal, and prognoses good. Darla was happy to see the quality of care they had been receiving. After a time, Mona said, "I must make a report to Luma. She mandates that I am prompt and precise. You continue and meet me at the end of the hall when you are done. " "Ok, " replied Darla. She watched the cheeks of Mona's ass as she walked away. Even through her baggy scrubs, their firm roundness, alternately shifting with each step, was obvious. The fluid but firm jerk of the muscles showed how well toned they were. 'I must definitely revisit here', thought Darla. Darla continued her review, professionally assessing each patient’s condition and placing notes where necessary on their charts. Toward the end, she came upon a young man, who was a soldier of the Nigerian military. He was lightly drugged, recovering from minor surgery on his knee. Unlike most of the patients, he lacked a gown. His left leg was raised in traction, his other leg and pelvic area was draped with a sheet, and his chest and abdominal area were exposed. The soldier's powerful pectoral muscles raised and fell as he breathed. His arms were raised over his head, causing his biceps to form large round knots and giving the look of vulnerability in his magnificent form. Not quite asleep, he stirred and turned his head toward Darla. His lips looked slightly parched as they moved wordlessly. As a trained nurse, Darla understood what it was that he wanted. She reached for the pitcher on his nightstand and poured a partial glass of water. Moving closer to his head, she raised it with one hand and gently helped him sip. Her other hand rested upon his chest, as Darla stared upon his face. He was very handsome, looking every bit like a Black Adonis. She found her hand rubbing his chest, stroking the firmness, and then fingered his nipple. He moaned slightly and licked his lips. "You are still thirsty. Let me give you more. "Darla raised the water glass and swallowed a few sips. She then filled her mouth and held it. Moving her hand from his chest to his face, she gently pressed his cheeks to force his lips to pucker. Placing her mouth over his, she allowed a stream of the liquid to flow through his waiting lips. Instinctively, he swallowed, his mouth opening wider, his tongue moving toward the source of the cool wetness. Their tongues met and slowly slid against each other. He was still under the effects of the medication and the slowness of his responses proved it. Darla helped by sucking his tongue into her mouth, savoring the flavor. A very slow, very intense Frenching began. The effect was intoxicating, and Darla found herself getting lost in growing sensations. The familiar tingling began behind her navel and radiated lower. Her hand slowly moved back to his chest, caressing as it went. Without her realizing, her hand had made its way underneath the sheet, where his cock had begun stirring. She gripped the slowly hardening cock and stroked its length to help it along. Soon, she held more than a handful of hard, throbbing flesh, as a bead of moisture formed at the tip. Darla pulled her lips from his, releasing his tongue and gasped. She was flushed and breathing heavily. Her eyes moved along the length of his torso then locked upon what she was holding. Her hand rose to the tip and began to smear what had built up, lubricating the entire head, as his veins began to protrude and tissue started to throb. Darla soon felt dizzy, and rested her cheek upon his chest, as her eyes closed partially and she began to lose sense of reality. A light fuzz seemed to form on everything and noise in the background was muffled. Her face turned and her tongue made circles upon his chest, and then made its way to hard nipple, as she closed her teeth upon it and pulled. A resonant "Mmmmm" was heard, and he tried unsuccessfully to open his eyes. After a few flicks of her tongue, Darla's mouth began to wander. A path of kisses and sucks were made across his rippling abs, shallow navel, and soft black pubic hair, until her mouth hovered over the tip of his cock. Darla paused, opening her mouth wide and extending her tongue. She tried unsuccessfully to make her tongue enter the opening at the tip, and then made growing circles around his cock-head until her mouth had surrounded it. She used both hands, as she grasped his length and began to pump his cock, and took in more and more of him into her greedy mouth. The movement was simple and measured, as Darla pulled downward with her hands while all but removing the cock from her mouth, sucking hard as she did so. Then she would then try to swallow it, bringing it almost to her throat, sliding her tongue along the underside, while pulling upward firmly with both hands to feed her hunger. The motion was slow at first, as she savored the movement and flavor. The texture of his skin, the shape of his length, the flavor of his juice, and his sheer size intoxicated her, as she was now drunk with the act of consuming his cock. After a time, she began to eat more and faster, as she now thirsted for his cum. Harder and harder she sucked gripping and pumping with a greater intensity, while quiet moans of pleasure came from his lips, even though he was too drugged to even raise his head. The soldier's hips instinctively rose to match her pumping, driving his cock slightly into her throat. Finally, his back arched, and his cock spasmed, as several ounces of thick white liquid spurted in pulses that Darla sucked and swallowed greedily at the same time swirling her tongue around his head, as she urged out more and more. Slowly, she eased up, as her sucking became more tender as his hardness diminished, she allowed her mouth to gently run along the now flaccid length; toward the base and around his balls. On an impulse, Darla sucked on her finger and quickly shoved it into his ass, as a sharp "AH" emitted from his throat and he became hard again. Darla wasted no time, and she began to suck and pump vigorously. It took several minutes, but once again his sweet juice emptied into her mouth. As he came, she ceased all movement and just sucked and sucked, draining every last drop of cum and swallowing it. Finally, she released him from her mouth, as her thirst was now satisfied, and re-covered him with the sheet. She then fluffed her hair and walked away. However, even though she had completed her rounds, the tingling in her abdomen still remained. At the end of the hallway, Darla met Mona. "I'm done. Have you seen Shelly?""No, " Mona answered. "You may want to check the rear of the hospital, near the barracks. There is a recreation area there. I would go with you, but I must work with Nurse Luma helping some critical patients. It is easy to find, just continue to the end of the hallway and go through the double doors. "Darla nodded and started her search for Shelly. As she reached the double doors, Darla heard a muffled sound. She paused, trying to determine the source, but it seemed to come from behind a closed door to her left. Darla then approached the door and slowly eased it open. What she saw froze her in her tracks, for there before her, in the room, were a dozen men, all in partial states of nakedness. Sweat poured down their bodies, making their skins glisten, and they were all wearing gas masks. Sandwiched in between two of the masked men was Shelly! She was completely nude and drenched with sweat, as one arm was draped over the neck of the soldier she was facing. Shelly's head rested on his other shoulder, facing Darla, and her other arm hung limply at her side. The soldier was supporting her thighs with both hands and was methodically fucking her pussy. Behind her was another soldier, who held one ankle in each of his hands, while at the same time his cock slid slowly in and out of her asshole. Shelly was being double fucked by the two masked soldiers, and it was clear that at least four others had taken their turns earlier, while several others waited their turn. Darla was about to scream and rush to her aid when she noticed Shelly's face. Shelly's eyes were half closed, and through the matted hair on her face, Darla could see a half smile on her lips which were parted; that whispered the words "yes... yes... yes... almost in tandem with each stroke of the huge cocks that impaled her. The motions were precise, as the soldier over whom Shelly hung would pull her to him, driving his stiff dick full into her pussy. Just as he shoved his full length into her, the other would pull at her ankles and her ass would swallow his cock. However, Shelly was not hurt, but in complete in ecstasy, as Darla stared at the scene before her. The two men alternately filled Shelly's pussy and ass with their stiff members, while at the same time she urged them on in hushed tones. It was clear that she had been in this session for a while and that another orgasm would occur soon. True enough, a slightly pained expression crept over Shelly's face, as her chin tilted upward and her mouth uttered as series of brief'Ah's'. Her body then began to convulse and shudder. Instantly the men began to cum, forcing them to shove their dicks harshly in to Shelly's enraptured body, while Darla watched their cum drip into the growing puddles on the floor, all of which came from Shelly's pussy and ass. When the soldiers were done both men extracted their now limp dicks from Shelly and allowed her legs to fall to the floor. Shelly was still being supported by one of them, who tore off his mask, and began French kissing her. While their smoldering kiss continued, another soldier, who had also removed his gas mask, pulled her away and into his arms. He gripped her by her waist; allowing her to arch backward and her head and arms to hang freely. He bent forward to suck her nipples, first one then the other, and then pulled her up partially to shove his tongue into her mouth. Darla could see Shelly trying to drink his tongue as if it were a fine wine. The soldier then pulled his mouth away and let Shelly fall back again. With one hand he supported the small of her back, while he raised her thighs and wrapped them around his waist, and then entered her slowly, inch by powerful. While he did so, Shelly opened her mouth wide, and slowly fell backward. At first, Darla thought that a gasp was about to come from deep within her, then she noticed that another masked man had positioned himself near her head; his big black cock seeking a target, which was found in Shelly's mouth. Shelly then reached behind him and gripped his ass-cheeks, spreading them. He then held her chin and neck and tilted her head further back; in order to align his cock with her throat. Soon a muffled 'Ummm' was heard as another two inches found their way into her hungry mouth. With the positioning now complete, the fuck/suck rhythm commenced, as Shelly pulled one cock into her throat as far as she could. When that limit was reached in her throat, she would wrap her thighs tighter around the other man's waist, driving his cock deeper into her seemingly starved pussy. Again and again this sequence took place, as Darla stood there in the doorway erotically transfixed. Never before had she witnessed anyone hunger for so much cock with such abandon. The tingling behind her navel began to radiate outward, her pussy began to itch and her nipples hardened. A bead of thick liquid began to drool down her inner thigh, while one hand found itself sliding under the drawstring of her scrubs, seeking divine moisture. Darla's other free hand then began to palpitate and rub the nipple of one breast, while her hips began a slow grind, as her body seemed to sway in cadence with Shelly's face and pussy fucking that she performed before her. As Shelly's movements became more desperate, indicating the imminence of another orgasm, Darla felt one approach her as well. She began to feel light-headed, but somehow this climax was different than others she had on the plane and with Mona. Instead of the violent shudder which she was accustomed to; Darla's body vibrated from head to toe, as her pussy flexed against her fingers, and her cum seemed to flow instead of spurt, as she heard herself moan loudly, drawing the attention of all of the men in the room. Through heavy lidded eyes, she saw dark shadows slowly approach her. After that, all she could do was feel and enjoy. A wet tongue entered her mouth and strong hands gripped her waist, while her hands were raised above her head and her top was removed. The drawstring was pulled, allowing her bottoms to fall to the floor, and from then on everything seemed to be a mosaic of sensations. Darla had no idea how many men were probing her, tasting her, sucking her, fucking her. Even though she was still standing, a strong mouth had begun sucking on her pussy, as his thick tongue slid between her cunt lips. From behind one finger, and then another, entered her ass and opened her, while a tongue found its way there, making delicious circles. She felt her head being turned to the side where a new set of lips covered her mouth, while her arm was raised and a tongue tasted her armpit, and then began to mouth the moist area. Someone then bit cruelly on her rock-hard nipple, but then began to soothe it with a gentle suckling, while at the same time her other nipple was being consumed by what seemed to be two sets of lips and tongue. Darla's legs had long since lost the strength to support her, however she was still erect, as she seemed to hang upon a vast array of tongues and fingers, while waves of pleasure rolled through her as the sampling continued. Darla was in complete sensory overload when a familiar voice said, "Lay her down, she's ready now. "It was Chris, and he was directing the action of his men, whom he had promised would be the first to sample their new American visitors. Four hands lifted Darla by the backs of her knees and her armpits, as the rest of her body hung limply. She was carried to what was felt to be a narrow bench covered with a thick blanket, where she was laid on her back, her legs hanging to either side, with her arms out-stretched, her pussy exposed, and her mouth open. The shadows then formed around her as she sensed someone straddling her head. Slowly a huge cock began to enter her mouth, which she opened wide to accommodate. As the cock entered her mouth, his entire body fell over her until his mouth covered her pussy and began to pay homage to it. She was now part of a 69, but she still had more lips yet to feel as two tongues began to lick the soles of her feet and suck upon each toe, one by one. As the action progressed, her breasts were being mouthed by two different men, while two others were licked her palms. All of this continued for an eternity, during which she came four times. However, after her fourth climax, the action stopped, but only briefly. The men then picked Darla up, gently turned her over, and placed her face down on the bench so that her chin hung over the edge and her arms and legs dangled, barely touching the floor. She then felt her ass being massaged deeply, as her ass cheeks were roughly separated so that oil could be poured into her crack. After the oil was applied a stiff cock eased its way into her butt forcefully and gradually, until finally it hilted and the soldier's of balls rubbed her ass. As the cock entered her ass the tip of still another cock touched her mouth, and she reflexively gripped it with both hands and then began to suck on it greedily. For a full 15 minutes, her ass was slowly reamed by what felt like hot flexible iron, until finally, and without warning, the cock blew its load.