Out of Afrika - Chapter 34

Sandy McGraw had become bored living with her parents on the ****** farm. She was now about to graduate from high school and celebrate her 18th birthday. The weekends especially seemed interminably long and boring and she longed to be near her handsome black boyfriend DeShawn.

He had graduated from Hawksville High several years before and she missed his daily friendly company. She was worried that by not letting him 'go all the way' with her that she would lose him. Since he was not around she had dated other black guys. She realized that by doing so she had protection from the white bullies.

She loved black hands on her body, black cocks in her hands and black cocks in her mouth.

She was one of the most popular girls in the grad class. She couldn't believe how many guys wanted to date her! Perhaps they talked about her behind her back. That she always 'come through' by blowing them on their first date.

But she had promised to keep her virginity as the kind black photographer, Seydou had promised her a lucrative film career starting when she turned 18. In fact, the deal was that she would have her virginity taken on film on her actual birthday.

The closer she got to the date, the more nervous she got and the less likely it got that it would be DeShawn that she would choose to deflower her. But now she had lots of other choices.

When she did manage to spend some time with DeShawn, all he seemed interested in was talking about the white girls and white wives of all ages he was sleeping with, It felt as if she should comply as well and simply do 'it' for him. However, she had to admit to herself that she did miss sucking his big black cock and having him masturbate her on a regular basis.

So much so, that she was horny almost all the time.

Very horny.

However, being realistic, she knew in her heart that he had 'moved on' with his life.

There was even a rumour at school that DeShawn was fucking Ms Maggie Miller, the popular SexEd teacher!

It was a well-known fact that Maggie Miller loved teaching about interracial sex, in fact, she seemed obsessed with it. And it was also well known that Devon. Ms Miller's black husband actually encouraged such activity. In fact, she had now built up a veritable 'stable' of former black students as lovers of whom DeShawn was thought to be just one.

Maggie could never get enough black cock, and she didn't care who knew it. Sandy loved Maggie's classes, and, frankly, she envied the teacher very much.


Sandy had broached the subject of moving off the ****** farm and in with her 55-year-old grandmother who had welcomed the idea.

She thought there would be great resistance from her parents at the idea but it had been surprisingly easy, one day she just told her mother she was going to go 'live with granny' until she finished high school. Surprisingly her mother was supportive so she just waited until her *** was out of the house and she packed up and left.

The first weekend she moved in with her grandmother the 'old' lady insisted Sandy call her 'Jen' as she didn't want to feel old, and the word 'Grandmother' irritated her.

When she arrived at the house the big German Sheppard greeted her boisterously and started licking her legs. His tail was wagging so hard she thought he might knock her over.

Jen said, "Easy Rover, be a good boy! Don't be naughty."

Sandy laughed.

"I swear that dog is so friendly, he will lick you all over if you are not careful,

"And eat? He will eat anything I swear!"

Sandy knelt down and patted and rubbed Rover's head. "Oh, that's ok Gran. er, ah, Jen, I am fine with him and I think he is very fond of me too!"

Unexpectedly the big dog pushed his head against her breasts and she flushed slightly at the memory of Rover licking her between the legs. In actual fact, she was hoping the dog would remember and later do it to her again.

She remembered that she had put a few drops of perfume between her breasts before she left home.

Perhaps that is why he pushed his head into her there?

She knew dogs had excellent memories and their sense of smell was amazing. Was he remembering her smell?

She longed to be alone with Rover to play with him and experiment more with him. His tail was wagging happily.

As if she had planned and organised that opportunity Jen said, "Are you OK with staying here alone over the weekend as I had planned to attend a girl's only sleepover party?"

Sandy replied, "Of course, please just think of me as your roommate,

"I am more than happy to clean the dishes and do the laundry and help you around the house, it is so generous of you to put up with me so much. You have been so kind to me over the years I can never repay you.

"And Rover is here and I am sure he will protect me!"

"Well," Jen replied, "Sleep in my bed and his bed is in there too, and you might see a show next door!"

Sandy stammered "What do you mean?"

Jen laughed, "The neighbours leave their window blinds open and you might be able to see right into their bedroom.

"I call it my own live sex show!

"Chrissy is very sexy and into some very kinky stuff, so it may further your education."

Sandy didn't comment but was thrilled with the thought.

Already after just half an hour together, it seemed her relationship with Jen had changed and they were friends instead of relatives. She was never close to her own mother who hadn't told her anything about sex.

She was now sure Jen would be a lot more forthcoming on that score.

Sandy had secrets of her own that she thought she might just share with Jen, for instance, she was sure her mother had taken on a black lover.

She wondered if she should tell Jen of her suspicions and that now her ******** was alone at the farm the more time she would have to enjoy his big black cock.

The man Tyrone visited their farm almost every week supposedly to service the Rhino equipment. Sometimes more often than weekly, and Sandy was suspicious. How could one TV repeater broadcast antenna need so much servicing?

Sandy was positive he was fucking her mother. And her father always seemed relieved when the black man arrived and, as usual, he went directly upstairs or went outside to do chores leaving the two of them alone.

Her Daddy might be upset with her leaving to move in with Jen but she was quite sure her fourteen-year-old sister Jess would now get lots of his attention.


She remembered when Tyrone first suggested quite strongly that her mother and older ******** should attend Sunday services at The Church of The Black Staff as he said,

"It is located just down the road, you can't miss it."

Tyrone explained that because 'it was so popular with the women of the town' the church encouraged the wives and ********* to come alone.

Her father was fine with that as he often said: "This farm doesn't run itself, so I'll stay with Jess, while you two go off and have a religious experience, it will be good for you."

Jess seemed fine with it too, and she went over and sat on her daddy's lap. He seemed to squirm a bit. Sandy remembered the squirming when it was her turn years earlier. Their mother didn't seem to notice, she was hanging on Tyrone's every word.

She remembered the first time they attended The Church of The Black Staff. Her mother was quite taken with the large screen Rhino TV and its swirling colours. Sandy was also fascinated. The attention of the handsome young priests dressed in their robes seemed to excite them both for some unknown reason.

They both felt they were entering a place of deep religious importance. A sweet incense was burning.

They noticed black priests welcoming the white wives, holding hands with them and kissing them. It all seemed such a friendly, open and wonderfully spiritual experience.

As they passed by a confessional booth on the way into their pew, they both heard loud moaning and, worried that someone might be sick or hurt, they looked inside.

They saw their neighbour, Mrs Robbins, a late 40s white wife kneeling to worship the impressive cock of a young priest who had his robes pulled apart to offer his hard ten-inch erection to her most willing wet mouth. She appeared happy to be praying to the greater power of the Lord.

Both her hands held the man's erection as she would hold the word of the Lord, with reverence and great respect, as her mouth took the immense cockhead in her mouth. Sandy quietly gasped and stared in awe.

It was the first cock Sandy had ever seen.

Her mother said "It is a penis, dear, and every man has one. Black men just have much bigger ones."

That was the sum total of her mother's explanation of 'the birds and the bees' to her older teen ********.

None of them had understood or even thought of the possible double meaning of the word 'Staff' in the Church's formal name, thinking until now it meant a walking stick in biblical terms.

Both mother and ******** came to the conclusion at the same time that 'Staff' was also meant to be interpreted as 'penis' 'cock' 'hard on' with the further proviso that it was reserved for Black Staff or black cock. That all seemed so logical and right.

It gave them both great internal pleasure and their juices started to flow.

There was a line-up of white wives seeking absolution at each of the six confessionals. Sandy wanted to join the line and experience the attention of a young handsome priest who had looked at her in a most adoring, loving, tender way.

Her mother hurried her along saying, "time for that later young lady, you are too young."

Sandy thought resignedly as she listened to a female speaker's sermon about the Black Staff that she was always 'too old' or 'too young' to enjoy life according to her mother.

After the service, Sandy was sent to 'The Holding Room' while her mother was invited to visit privately with the priests downstairs. Sandy wanted to go with her but again she was told she 'was too young.' No explanation was given why.

In The Holding Room, another large screen Rhino TV was turned on for the teenage ********* who were not permitted to go downstairs for some reason. Some of the girls who were more familiar with the Holding Room were seated at the back, and Sandy was sure she saw a couple of them masturbating black priests. Presumably, in future weeks she would just go there and do that too as her mother would not around to boss her.

Her mother would never know.

The black priest who had looked so lovingly at her caught her eye again. She returned his smile as he climaxed in a young teen's mouth. They both understood she would join him next week.

But, she thought, maybe I am just confused and am thinking about sex too much. After all, this is a church and it is Sunday morning and she is in Sunday School so she must have imagined what she thought she just saw.

It was all so illuminating, while at the same time confusing.

But, of course, she had learned to masturbate DeShawn when she was in grade nine and 14 years old, so it was no big deal. What was big though was the priests' cocks and she vowed to get her share of black cock the following week.

It was here they would take their Sunday School lessons so Sandy sat up and paid attention in case there was a test after the session was over. She wanted to be with the nice priest, but she understood she had to take her turn.

The TV played a video. A woman's voiceover was mesmerizing and it intoned the joys of the black staff.

The video showed a black man arriving at a farm to visit with a white couple. The man of the house, presumably the woman's husband, was seen going upstairs with his pretty young ******** with curly red hair. All of their faces were partly obscured but Sandy had a feeling it all looked very familiar indeed.

The black man French kissed the busty farmer's wife and fondled her breasts.

There was an audible gasp from the girls in Sunday School.

The voice now described in great detail the joys and methods of cock-sucking. Sandy again looked over her shoulder to the back of the room. Some of the girls had their tops off and were masturbating the priests with their breasts, while others were on their knees sucking cock.

It all looked so innocent and sweet.

Licking, kissing, nibbling and dribbling saliva up and down the hard shafts, licking and taking big balls into their mouths all were demonstrated in great detail on the screen.

Large erect black cocks only of course.

Sexual involvement of the anus was mentioned in passing but details were to be held back for another session.

Two priests entered the room from either side of the screen with bundles of long gift-wrapped boxes one for each girl. They were told not to open their gift until they were at home and preferably alone.

The girls' eyes never left the screen as a new, different and a much younger girl was filmed kneeling in front of an older black man. The screen showed her kneeling by a door marked Grade 8. He looked like a school maintenance man in overalls. As she opened his pants and withdrew an eight-inch flaccid penis some of the girls giggled.

Their giggles turned to awe as the black cock grew with her kisses and licks. It got very big and seemed to twitch with a life of its own. The Holding Room got very quiet.

Every single one of the white teenagers watching in awe was now primed for, educated about, and more importantly, openly desiring black cocks in their mouths as soon as possible.

Sandy was not aware of the older woman squeezing into the pew beside her until she felt the woman's hand on her breasts. It all seemed normal and natural. Her nipples thickened as the woman put her other arm around her neck and leaned in to kiss her.

It all felt so nice. She returned the deep French kiss. The woman's hand stroked Sandy's bare leg.

On the screen, a gorgeous black girl was filmed sitting on a sofa in the Rhino Store in the Ladies Department.

She was dressed head to toe in red spandex. She sat on one side of an older man and his ******** from Sweden, the voiceover explained. The Swedish girl was a stunning blonde with long hair so light it was almost white. The girls were kissing each other and then they took turns sucking the Swedish girl's father's hard cock.

The voiceover now introduced Lucy, Ingrid and her daddy. There were young models nearby wearing what appeared to be slave dresses which were unbuttoned so the teenagers' breasts were fully on display, Lucy and Ingrid kissed each other with his large cockhead between their open mouths.

The woman's hand traced it's way gently and softly up Sandy's leg to her wet panties. Now fingers probed and explored her virgin folds and found her engorged clitoris. Sandy had her first orgasm of the day.

On the video screen, Ingrid was now on her knees masturbating Oskar Botha, whom everyone knew as the CEO of Rhino Industries. As he climaxed and spurted cum in Ingrid's mouth, face and hair and down over her ample, perfect breasts, copy appeared on the screen which they all read as the voiceover said the words:

"As you can see, cum from the black man is a truly religious experience, it is indeed a gift from God to be honoured and swallowed. You will all worship black cock as you serve the wishes of this church, it's Bishop and priests, and you will kneel before the altar and take their cum like holy water.

Every time you are doused in cum you are sexually reborn."

The film gradually faded, but not before showing a close-up of Oskar Botha's big black hard cock. It was an image they would remember when they opened their long boxes in the privacy of their bedrooms later.

The woman had disappeared. Sandy wondered where she went or if that had really happened to her?

The film faded more and the TV returned to the swirling colourful patterns that were so relaxing.

Old women arrived with bowls of fresh melon, strawberries and pitchers of cold water as the lights came up.

The girls straightened their clothing and partook of the offered fruit. Suddenly their mouths seemed parched and the cold water was most welcome.

The subliminal messages had been delivered.

None of them remembered why they were in The Holding Room except that it had been a most pleasant experience and they now felt warm all over. A buzz of conversation started up among the cadre of pretty teenage girls.

They would naturally, automatically return each week to The Holding Room for more religious instruction.

Until they reached their eighteenth birthdays.


After Jen left to meet her girlfriends, Sandy put the leash on Rover and took him out for a walk. He was excellently trained and paid close attention to her commands until they ran into the neighbour also walking a German Shepherd. Sandy introduced herself to Chrissy and they chatted about the dogs which seemed to know each other well.

So well in fact that Sandy suddenly remembered it was this dog that Rover had mounted while she and DeShawn watched.

Rover was now sniffing aggressively at the hindquarters of the female.

Chrissy explained, "The two are from the same litter, so they are brother and sister."

Sandy was taken aback, "But, but, we saw them, um, er, in the backyard."

"Oh, yes they like to fuck, in fact, I think your Rover is very horny all the time, you'd better watch out!"

Sandy laughed and kept walking. She felt Rover was indeed becoming impatient and she wondered if he was getting aroused. She took him back to the now empty house.

Sandy grabbed her suitcase and went up to the guestroom, where she unpacked. She took a few things over to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. Rover was at her side sniffing at her hemline. She hadn't had time to masturbate for quite a while. She reached down and patted him. He was panting, his pink tongue lolling out of his mouth.

She bent down and kissed his bald head. She slipped her panties off and rubbed them on his nose.

Rover sniffed and licked at her panties. She walked to the window and looked into Chrissy's bedroom. Rover followed. She could see clearly in the bedroom next door. She could sit in a chair to the side of her window and figured she could use it to easily watch any activities that happened in Chrissy's bedroom.

That had to be where Jen sat to watch her neighbours put on their 'sex show' she thought.

Sandy was horny, her heart was pounding.

She was alone with Rover. He was standing expectantly at her side, looking up at her with big brown eyes.

No one would ever know.

She put a little perfume on her hand and dabbed it between her legs. She waited. She had heard and read about young girls who put peanut butter on their pussies to entice their pets to lick them intimately.

Rover did not need any such incentive.

His licking started on the back of her legs and proceeded upward. His head was underneath her sweet little summer frock.

There were no panties to impeded him this time.

She trembled with desire, she moaned and whispered: "It is ok big fellow, you know I enjoy your licking, that's a good boy, keep going, yes, good boy, further up."

He seemed to completely understand and his long pink tongue snaked out of his wet mouth. This was something that even DeShawn had not done with or for her.

She would never tell anyone, ever.

It was all innocent fun. It was a subject for movies on the computer.

What was the harm? She loved it and he was happy too.

She resisted the urge to grab his head and push it into her wet cunt. She wanted him to explore slowly and drive her to orgasm. This time multiple orgasms. He was seemingly teasing her. He had a good memory of the smell and the taste of her sweet mound. Of her virgin cunt lips.

This time Jen would not interrupt them to go to church.

This time her mind was racing with other possibilities.

She kept encouraging Rover. He seemed to know instinctually how to vary his pace. Licking hard, then soft, then stopping, and starting all over again. She was absolutely loving it. She kept encouraging him. She praised him and gave him a treat for being such a good boy.

On impulse, she knelt on the floor in front of Rover and unbuttoned the front of her pretty spring frock.

She looked deep into his handsome brown eyes.

He licked her face. He licked her mouth.

She felt his tongue lapping at her lipstick. She opened her mouth. His tongue entered her mouth.

She didn't pull away.

She reached behind her back and undid her bra. She was now topless, the dress fell down around her waist.

She cupped her breasts and offered them to him. She had never seen her nipples so large or hard.

"Here sweet puppy, lick my nipples like a good boy.

"That's it, aaah that feels amazing.

"I want you to get your cock hard to show me. Aunty Sandy wants to see it. and feel it with her hand"

She stood again and leaned over the bed. She opened her legs more. He accepted the invitation.

"That's a good boy, Rover, lick me, lick your Auntie Sandy's young ripe very wet pussy." she murmured.

Sandy moved around the bed and lay back on some pillows. Rover followed.

She sat back and left her legs hanging over the end of the bed as she spread them wide open.

Rover was at the exact right height to reach his goal. He stuck his wet nose into her pink puckered anus and then licked it aggressively.

Then he licked her pussy lips and rubbed his cold wet nose on her clit.

The sensations were indescribable.

She squirmed around challenging him to keep licking. It felt even better than the first time.

Way better than the first time.

She didn't have to worry about being interrupted. It was heavenly.

She twisted her neck to peer under the strong, muscular dog. His hard pink erection was poking out of its furry shield. She thought his cock would be much smaller. It was long and pink and gnarled, and very, very hard.

It was increasing in girth and length. It was because of her. She had created his desire.

Rover was aroused because of Sandy. She was on fire. He was panting hard.

She lay back again, her heart racing her mind on overdrive.

She thought about her experience with masturbating Raunch, Mr Seydou's magnificent horse.

Would Rover enjoy a hand wash down there too?

It would not be fair to leave him frustrated and unfulfilled.

Rover soon brought her to her first orgasm of the evening. There would be more, many more she hoped.

She called him over. He padded obediently around the bed. Her heart was pounding.

She reached underneath him.

Her dainty young hand rubbed his tummy as it moved gently back towards its goal.


From across the courtyard the neighbour Chrissy watched, peeking out of her window, her own hand busy between her legs. She was thinking about her husband and the new young black man who was set to join them for a threesome later.

In the past, she had watched Sandy masturbating her black boyfriend. She had watched through the downstairs window as Sandy had sucked her black boyfriend's impressive big black cock.

Now she watched, fascinated as the young girl accepted the attention of Jen's lovely handsome Rover between her lithe slim legs.

It was too much.

Chrissy's erotic imagination took over as she fingered herself to a crashing orgasm.


Sandy took Rover out for his walk before bed. As she entered Jen's house again on their return she noticed Chrissy's light was on in her bedroom.

She was no sooner in the house than the doorbell rang.

She peeked out the side window and saw a handsome young black man, very nicely dressed and holding fresh cut flowers. Heavens, who could that be? Did her Grandmother also have a black lover as her mother did?

She opened the door.

He stared at her breasts.

He said,

"Are you Chrissy?"

Rover growled and barked.

She bent over to pat and quiet him. She was secretly pleased he was being protective of her.

The buttons on the top of her dress were still not done up from earlier that afternoon when Rover licked her sensitive nipples, and so she inadvertently gave the nice black man a long look at her thickening nipples and full ripe seventeen-year-old breasts.

"No." She replied.

"Chrissy lives next door, I'm terribly sorry."

He turned to leave, Rover growled. Sandy flushed with embarrassment.

She locked the door.

Rover put his snout under her dress again. He was panting and about to start the delicious licking.

She said, "Not now, boy, we have to feed you supper and give you a drink.

"And Aunty Sandy wants to go upstairs for a while."

She left Rover in the kitchen and quietly closed the door, silently moving through the pitch black house that she knew so well.

The light was on next door in Chrissy's room. Her husband was coming out of the bathroom. He was playing with his cock Downstairs she could barely make out the nice black boy sitting on a couch in the living room with Chrissy sitting on his lap.

They were French kissing. She saw the husband now enter the room. Chrissy and the black boy ignored him.

The boy put his hand up underneath Chrissy's crop top. She did nothing to dissuade him.

Her hand disappeared underneath her rear end as she reached for his hard cock.

The husband had something in his hand.

It was a camera and he was filming his wife making out with the young black student. He had clearly arranged for the boy to come and play with his wife.

Chrissy seemed to be getting aggressive. She seemingly was ordering her husband around. Their German Sheppard entered the room. Sandy wished she could hear what they were saying. She also wished they would come to the bedroom where she could see better.

Fortunately, she did not have long to wait. Chrissy got up and led the black boy to the stairs.

She entered the bedroom first. She was dressed like a slutty teenager, the ones you see in the Mall, her big breasts straining at the white crop top. She wore a tiny black slutty skirt and red high heels.

Chrissy strutted right to the window, she was only a few yards from Sandy. It seemed like she was staring right at Sandy, almost daring her to show herself. Sandy blushed. The black boy came up behind the white wife and put his hands under her crop top and cupped her breasts.

He towered over her.

She ordered her husband to join them and told him to get on his knees and unzip the boy's pants.

She took the boy's cock out and offered it to her husband's mouth. He meekly took the big cock in his hand and licked it.

Now in a very loud voice, Sandy was now sure that this show was being orchestrated for her benefit as Chrissy ordered her husband to:

"Suck it, like the wimp you are.

"Suck a real man's cock!"

Tearing her eyes from the wild sex scene, Sandy then padded down the stairs. It was time to give Rover his bath.