The Missionaries - Sex Stories

The Missionaries

... another breath, her arms gave way and she collapsed on her back with her legs spread obscenely wide. Adam moved forward and without warning impaled Florence with his black rigid member.

She cried out but flung her legs around him pulling him deeper into her with a long-drawn-out moan of obvious pleasure. She unlocked her ankles and he withdrew to almost completely withdrawn but then slowly pushed his member back inside. Each action of inserting and withdrawing producing a different moan, "Aaah" on the instroke, "Oooh" on the outstroke. His buttocks moved forward and back slowly at first, taking his time and enjoying the sounds he was making Florence make. He stopped plunging into her vagina to kiss and nibble her breasts. Her nipples had become hardened and hugely erect, reminding me of half size wine corks. Adam began his plunging into her again. It was only then I heard the rest of the bearers singing and chanting softly. I had no idea what they were saying and looked quizzically at Beecham.

"It's a song of conquest and also used in tribal rituals when the king has sex with the wife of a defeated king or rival."

He looked like he was going to say more but remained silent. Now that I was attuned to it I could hear the bearers murmuring their soft chant of what sounded like "Chee" to my ears all in unison while a single voice quietly sang a couple of words between each chant.

The chant increased in tempo, along with Adam increasing his thrusting in and out of my ...

... wife. The chant of "Chee" became louder gradually, as it became louder, it became quicker matching Adams rhythm. Or was Adams rhythm matching the chant? By now he was thrusting hard into Florence, just as she was thrusting back at him, in a debased way like a wild animal. He breasts were violently pitching up and down her chest. Suddenly she screamed out loud, followed shortly be Adam calling out forcing himself hard into her and shuddering to a standstill.

They both lay still, unmoving, Florence's arms and legs flung out wide.

Eventually Adam stood, facing us he smiled, pointing to his wet and slimy penis now hanging down, he said something to us which I didn't understand. He turned to the other bearers and said something which brought smiles from all of them.

"They are all going to fuck her," said Beecham.

I was shocked and appalled at both his language and also the thought that Florence was about to be ravished by many heathens, although I suspected Florence would not be as shocked as I was about the ravishing.

The bearers approached Florence while divesting themselves of their garments. One knelt between her legs and pulled them wide. Florence tried to appear to resist but her feeble efforts to hold him off did not show much resistance. He had a smaller penis than Adam and easily inserted it into her wet and well lubricated vagina. After only a short time he too ejaculated his seed into her wet vagina.

Two other men moved in; their erect penises evident ...