African Depravity – Alicia - Sex Stories

African Depravity – Alicia

... he took hold the leather collar around her neck.

He began to twist the collar, slowly cutting off Alicia's air supply but never stopped his thrusting. Her arms were bound so she had no way of stopping him and she immediately became light headed. On the verge of passing out, she began to shake and the most powerful orgasm overtook her body. She was quivering and in her state, felt like she was dreaming but her body loved that amazing asphyxiation orgasm. Kamal thrusted his big dick like he was trying to hurt her and eventually Alicia did pass out.

When she awoke, Alicia was no longer on her stomach and knees. She was also free from her bound limbs but lying on her back with Kamal on top of her. Being more than two feet shorter than Kamal, Alicia was completely overwhelmed by his lengthy body. Her face was trapped just under his sweaty chest, and his legs dangled well past the end of the small bed. He was fucking her with sheer power and it seemed as though not only was the bed aggressively rocking, but the room was as well. He was the leader and she needed to know her place.

Alicia was completely filled and felt like his dick head was trying to kiss her uterus when Kamal violently shook while announcing he was cumming, "Di dieu datang!" She needed no translation as she felt Kamal shoot his sperm deep inside her vagina causing her pussy to spasm. Spurt after warm spurt filled her up until he had released all his aggression. Lifting himself up, he shook his head and ...

... rested while remaining inside Alicia. A drop of sweat from his nose landed on her forehead. When he climbed off her, the suction from such a large object trapped in a small area, caused a sizeable amount of Kamal's cum to plop on the bed and her ass. She was a mess.

Kamal let out a big sigh and after wiping off his dripping face and his hanging, slimy, thigh-length penis, he dressed and left the quarters. Alicia was still on her back, feeling herself and was taken back by how much her pussy had been stretched. It was so gaped and gooey, she could have easily inserted her own fist. She had no choice but to go to bed. At least she had a thin pillow and small, worn blanket. Throughout the night and into the next morning, Alicia could feel Kamal's seed running out of her. She felt unclean and used but had no idea what was yet to come. She was awaken by the sound of Juzah entering the room.

"Good morning, white Princess. I am here to straighten up the room and give you some information," said Juzah in her thick Sudanese dialect.

Alicia responded, "I am starving. Did you bring food?"

Juzah responded while sadly shaking her head, "For I am sorry, I cannot. Soon the young men will arrive and give you nourishment. It is written in our culture that all males in our tribe must offer you his seed so that you can consume them and become one with them."

Alicia looked puzzled, "What!? What do you mean?"

Juzah elaborated, "Let me explain. The males in our tribe from the time ...