“Ughh, finally,” I said and jumped on the bed. It was a very long travel from the airport. Almost an hour-long drive on a very bumpy road. I was exhausted, and so was Keshav.
“Not so soon, honey. Freshen up. We have to pay a visit to the site,” Keshav said. āThe siteā in question was another hour-long drive from our hotel. Keshav’s company rented us a car and a local driver.
“Don’t you want to make love to me? Before I get eaten by a bunch of villagers?” I asked him, hoping he’d say yes and we could stay at the hotel for a while. But he refused. So I just took a quick shower. I changed into a sleeveless crop top that revealed my navel region and jeans pants.
Throughout the drive, I could feel the driver looking at me in the rear-view mirror. But he made no moves, at least for now. We finally reached the site, and I immediately stepped out of the vehicle. It seemed like the villagers were waiting for us.
There were a lot of people but only a few huts, but many beds here and there. I assumed the ones who didn’t have a hut would sleep outside. They were all tall and muscular. The men looked at me like I was the 8th wonder of the world. The women didn’t seem to like me as much.
Suddenly one of the men came up to me and rubbed my ass. I just winked at him and walked past him. The driver introduced us to the people in the local language. Suddenly they started to cheer.
Three days were given for Keshav to finish the planning. Then, the rest of the team would arrive to start the work. The team would also consist of Africans. Keshav spent 2 hours looking at the area. I accompanied him, rolling him everywhere he wanted to go.
The road was mostly just mud and sand. There were ponds and small rivers running through and a beach nearby. It was around 6 in the evening when Keshav finished his scouting process. We were heading back to the hotel.
“Ma’am, the village leaders would like to invite you to their welcoming party tonight,” the driver told us.
“What party? Can I be there too?” Keshav asked.
“It is a custom for the village leaders to welcome a foreign woman with this party. Only the lady can attend, I’m afraid,” he said. I smiled at Keshav, and hesitantly he smiled back too.
“A moment alone with my husband, please,” I told the driver, and he left us.
“They’re going to fuck you senseless tonight,” Keshav said.
“I know. I’m so excited,” I told him.
“It’s your first gangbang. I wish I could watch.”
“Oh baby, we’ll be here for at least 4 more months. I’ll put on a lot of great shows for you,” I told him and kissed his forehead. “Take him back to the hotel and tell them I’ll attend the party,” I told the driver.
I went inside the tent where the driver said the men would be. I noticed a lot of females almost murdering me with their looks. They weren’t happy, but I didn’t pay much attention to them and went in.
6 men were sitting on the floor inside. All of them were in their tribal wear, an orange cloth covering their chest and another one around their waist to cover their dicks. All of them were middle-aged.
Their faces had tiny wrinkles, but their bodies were built like monsters. They all had 6-pack abs, muscular arms, and bulky chests and were above 6′. Their presence was very intimidating.
“So here I am,” I said. All of them smiled at me, the smile a predator would put on before it eats its prey. The one that looked the youngest among them offered me a drink in a mud glass. I just smiled and drank it. It tasted sour, and I felt tipsy right after drinking it. Surely some sort of alcohol, I thought.
One stood and approached me, looking at me up and down. He went behind me, probably to check out my ass. Suddenly he just ripped my top apart in two pieces. Right after that, he tore my bra as well. Before I could cover my boobs, he started squeezing them madly.
He said something to the others and pulled down my pants, eventually tearing them apart. And then my panties right after. What was going to happen next was obvious. That was what I was here for. There wouldn’t be any kisses, hugs, or any sign of kindness or passion.
The guy behind me removed the cloth covering his dick, turned me around, and lifted me in his arms. His long dick was already hard. Without a doubt, it was longer and thicker than anything I had ever seen. He lifted me a little bit more so his dick could enter me.
Once he entered me, he didn’t care about anything. He made me feel like I didn’t weigh anything to him. He kept me up and thrust his dick in and out of me. I’m sure the ladies who gave me looks as I entered the hut would be mad at hearing my screams and moans.
Another guy approached us and stood behind me. He cupped my boobs and slightly pushed me forward to make my back straight. When I thought he was there to play with my tits, his dick entered my ass. I have never screamed that loud in my life before.
They didn’t seem to care, though. He went beast mode on my ass as the other guy kept ramming my pussy. The one in my pussy said something to the guy behind me, and he took his dick out of my ass. He slowly brought me down as he knelt. My head and upper back were on the floor.
But my legs were up in the air, held wide apart by him. This way he made sure his dick went truly deep in me. He shot a huge load inside me, but none flowed out due to my position. The guy who fucked my ass entered my pussy next and held me in the same position.
He fucked me for 10 minutes in the same position and exploded his huge load in me. Rest did the same, too. It took almost an hour for them to be done with me. My neck hurt a lot due to that awkward position. After the sixth man was done with me, I was finally allowed to put my legs down.
One of them gave me another glass of the same drink. It wasn’t an offer. It was more like they wanted me to drink it, so I did. I woke up to one of the guys fucking my mouth. The hut door was open, and sunlight was shining into the room, right on my face, to be more accurate.
He ejaculated in my mouth and walked outside. I noticed my mouth, lips and jaws were covered by cum, as were my thighs, waist, and navel. I had a slight headache as well. āHangover,ā I thought.
A lady came inside and threw a towel at me. She said something, probably a curse, but I didn’t mind. I wrapped that towel around me and went outside. I noticed a lot of men and women walking from the woods with towels wrapped around them.
I followed where they were coming from to a waterfall. When I reached everyone had left. I took my time with the bath, washing the cum from my body. They were almost everywhere. My neck, my forehead, my ass, my wrists. ‘Hopefully, no one except the six was involved,’ I thought.
I wrapped the towel around me again. When I returned to the village, Keshav was there with the driver.
The driver came towards me. “Listen, I have to apologize-”
“It’s alright. It doesn’t matter,” I interrupted him.
“No, you don’t know the whole story. There is a prophecy. When a white woman comes to the village, if she consents to it, the one who gets her pregnant will be the village leader,” he said.
I was confused and shocked to hear that.
“And you didn’t inform me beforehand because you stand a chance, too,” I said. He just nodded. “And what if my husband refuses?”
“I wouldn’t recommend that for your own good,” he said, almost threatening me.
“So when do you want to have me?”
“I was hoping this evening back at the hotel where your hubby can get a good show too,” he said.
I just smiled at Keshav. He hesitantly smiled back. He didn’t look very happy, but what choice did we have?
To be continued.