The Missionaries - Sex Stories

The Missionaries

... shocking and decadent but I didn't care.

Early next morning the bearers were packing and clearing away to continue on our trek towards our destination. Beecham had told me we might even reach our mission today depending on how quickly we could travel.

Another hot and steamy day lay before us, tempered by the thought of reaching our destination. We travelled most of the morning without long breaks until our midday meal which wasn't such a long break either. Beecham was driving the porters hard to perhaps reach our destination today. We travelled the afternoon in much the same fashion until about a couple of hours before sunset. I was puzzled at so early a stop since there was sufficient daylight to carry on. I later learned that it was Adam who had insisted on stopping. We made camp for the evening.

After we had eaten, Florence said "I am presuming that Adam will be wanting to have his way with me before much longer, but I hope he waits until dark."

It wasn't to be. Adam and his bearers had stripped to shorts and loincloths with straw adornments on their elbows, wrists, knees and ankles, together with white clay markings on their bodies and faces. They began a sort of rhythmic singing, a deep melodic chant, all the while waving short spears and sticks. It was quite mesmerising and very primitive. This went on for a little while, culminating in loud shout and final stamp of the feet.

Florence clapped her hands with glee and said "Wasn't that marvellous ...

... darling."

The look on Beecham's face told me that it wasn't so marvellous.

Adam approached us and buried his spearpoint into the ground as if challenging us. He pointed toward Florence and removed his loincloth to the enthusiastic sounds from the rest of the bearers. He stood before us looking quite majestic, his oiled body accentuating his well-muscled form. His penis partially tumescent looked formidable. Florence got out of her chair and understood what she must do.

"Carstairs, stand with me and receive my clothes while I remove and fold them properly."

He stood alongside her facing Adam and took each folded Garment from her until she was totally naked. She faced me and smiled slightly.

Adam was grinning and fidgeting in anticipation. Florence moved closer to him, opening her arms and moved still closer until her body was touching his, swaying in a sensuous fashion, backing away slightly I could see that Adam was now fully erect. Florence's gazed dropped to his now erect penis. She dropped to her haunches and leaned back on her splayed arms, her knees wide and exposing her sex to him. Adam kneeled down between her feet, and began to lick her vagina, drawing a moan of pleasure from Florence and made her arch her back even more. She stayed in this position for a little time while he continued to lick and mouth her opening. She became louder and louder in her utterances of lust and ecstasy. Her breathing had become short and rasping, and suddenly with a massive intake of ...