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An African farm Story – Part One
My personal experience growing in apartheid South Africa:
Isn’t it strange that those events momentous and little as we grow up shape our lives and forever become part of us!
Here I am in my late forties a sexual deviant by anyone’s standards and with a passion for taboo sex or sex acts frowned upon by most societies. Growing up an Indian (Black) kid in apartheid South Africa was fraught with many challenges, but once in a while something shone through, this is my story of one such occasion.
My Dad was a builder, who took undertook construction work for many of the farmers in the surrounding area to which we resided in. Howick was a pleasant little hamlet in Natal (The last British Outpost). In the seventies, apartheid was at its highest; Blacks lived separately, totally apart from their White counterparts. Fraternisation was not only discouraged but actually punishable by law.
When I was 13, I occasioned to join my Dad on a job he was doing in an area called Nottingham Road, where he had to do some work for a Mr. Camden a local farmer. Being that all my friends were off on school holidays to the coast, I welcomed the respite from the boring stay at home thing. With his team we set of for Mr. Camden’s farm.
My first sight of the imposing 7 roomed thatched white colonial home has left an impression in mind, but as indelible as what happened that school holiday. Mr. Camden was a lanky tall individual with coal black hair some 43 years old, but with a friendly smile. He enquired from my Dad as to me being there, and was accordingly informed that I had been bored at home being on holiday.
Mr. Camden smiled, turned and shouted into the direction of the open doorway…’Judy’, I was struck with the vision that appeared, a most exquisitely beautiful woman appeared, long auburn hair tied into a pony tail, slender neck, wearing a knee length dress, and what I will never forget, bare foot with red painted toenails…she was really, simply lovely..(A sight I just need to close my eyes at I can picture it as clear as you like)
“Judy, take Sal in and give him a sandwich and something to drink, whilst I discuss the work with his Dad’ Mr. Camden instructed.
I looked at my Dad going into White peoples house was a foreign concept, he just nodded and said its okay, turned and started discussing work matters with Mr. Camden.
I followed Mrs Camden into the large expansive, cool airy house, I was struck by the fact that it seemed that the sun flowed through her dress and I could see her body, now having no experience I still knew that it was beautiful. She stopped and arched raising her hands above her head, like a cat stretching and paused. My eyes were filled with the sight of beautiful tanned legs and higher up, two mounds that seemed to straining against her dress. She turned looked at me, I blushed furiously, knowing I had been caught peaking and awaited the outburst. I was dumbstruck when she just smiled, reached out and took my hand and led me into the kitchen.
I was seated at the large kitchen table, when a movement from the corner caught my attention. A Labrador came sniffing and I was in terror. She just laughed and said, ‘keep still , this is Wagter he is more like family then a pet’
True to her word, he sniffed around me then put his large head on my lap and looked at me, she giggled…’see I told you he knows who to be friends with’
Mrs Camden made a cold cut sandwich and gave me a glass of ice cold juice….I didn’t touch anything as I just wanted to feast my eyes on her. She asked me what’s wrong and I mumbled ‘nothing’ she laughed and said….’ Tell you what let me feed you’ I was like totally embarrassed and blushing madly. She seemed to be amused by all this, I watched in a trance as she broke the sandwich with her slender white hands, and placed it in front of my mouth…’open’ she said and I took a small bite.
In the meantime Wagter start nuzzling against her, so she gave him a bit of the sandwich, then let him out the kitchen door. My eyes could not drink in enough of this beautiful woman my gaze followed every step she took, and when she bent down in front of me to pick something of the floor, I was entranced by the sight of tanned white thighs. Something was happening inside of me, I couldn’t explain, I felt a stirring in my penis, I felt like a cold drink bottle shaken up and open the top and I was going to explode.
When she leaned over in front of me to remove the plate and glass, I saw my first breasts and nipples. I actually squirmed in my seat and shifted position as my penis was by now all hard. casino şirketleri She seemed to find everything funny and giggled.
All too soon I had to leave to go outside and help my Dad. Most of this time was spent trying to get a glimpse of Mrs Camden. LOL…I worked in a daze; thankfully my Dad did not notice anything.
At the end of the day, Mr Camden came to speak with my Dad. It seemed the work would be complete the next day. Mr Camden then asked my Dad if I would like to spend the holidays at the farm, seeing I was bored at home. Also his 2 children would return from boarding school and would welcome the company.
Being what the situation in the country was, this was something quite out of the ordinary, and my Dad was uncomfortable. Mr Camden assured my Dad that I would be given my own room in the main house, and they would take real good care of me. Not wanting to displease Mr Camden, my Dad indicated he would discuss with my Mum and if she agreed I could stay over. All I could think of, was wow 3 weeks of drinking in Mrs Camden with my eyes, it was going to be awesome!
Amazingly, at home it was my Mum who said…’it will be good for Sal’
I was packed and ready and in the car in a shot the next day…ïŠ, after having received a multitude of behavioural instructions from my Mum.
When we arrived, was asked by Mr Camden to take my bags in to the house, and that Tombela would help show me to the room I was to stay in. Tombela was a rather pretty Zulu girl that worked as the maid for the Camden’s, or so I thought. In beautiful lilting English she giggled and told it was nice to see another Black face in the house, and showed me to my room. A room as big as half my house!!
Still no Mrs Camden, around 12pm my Dad had completed all the work and I went outside to say goodbye. As we said goodbye and I received more instructions, a grey Volvo Estate drew up and a very conservatively dressed Mrs Camden alighted. (Even dressed in an Eskimo outfit she would look sexy).
As I watched my Dad drive away, my anxiety was cut short, when she asked me to help Tombela bring in the provisions she had bought from a nearby town. She disappeared as we carried the goods inside.
As we were packing stuff away inside the pantry (my first experience of a pantry. Lol), I was informed by that sweet seductive voice, ‘lunch is ready’
Mr. Camden was already seated at the end of the table and I was motioned to sit next to him. My jaw dropped when I saw Mrs Camden, she had changed into a white hot pants and a blue blouse, tied mid riff. I until then had never seen so much female flesh up close, long legs and bare foot again. Mr Camden laughed at my expression. I quickly averted my eyes…and he said ‘Sal in this house we appreciate beauty, so don’t feel shy to look’ Still I kept my eyes down, not knowing what was going on.
He gently asked me…’don’t you think Judy is beautiful?’, when I still kept quiet it was then he understood. He explained…whatever happens in this house, he makes the rules, I must not worry about anything, only keep everything that happens a secret.
Having assured me everything was okay, he asked again..’ Don’t you think Judy is beautiful?’ I nodded and he said ‘speak boy’ it’s okay ‘Judy loves being appreciated and looked at, don’t you Judy?’
She affirmed in a breathless rush …’Ooooh I absolutely love it’
So when asked again, my words tumbled out…”Mr Camden, Mrs Camden is soooo beautiful, I find it hard to breathe when I look at her’
He nodded and said that’s how I felt when I first saw her, and please call me Harry and her Judy, we are friends now. Wow I had such grown up friends.
Judy said….’do you like my tits’, pushing her breasts upwards with both hand, blushing like mad, I nodded…and she said….’ Sal tell me you like my tits, I like you tell me’, I looked at Harry and he nodded, and I said in my best big boy voice….’yes Judy I really like your tits’ and then giggled.
‘Mmmm if you like my tits, then you going to love Chloe’s tits, that’s my big daughter, she is 16 and will be back home tomorrow with Clarissa our 14 year old’
Now a new consternation afflicted me, here I was thinking I would be playing with boys, but these were girls, what would I do? That she would talk about her daughters like that kind of escaped me.
They both laughed, and said , oh Sal you are going to learn new games that Chloe and Clarissa will be teaching you, you will just love being with them. Just be careful of Clarissa she is younger but so much more adventurous, a bit wild.
Given that at the time in South Africa we had no TV, entertainment casino firmaları was the radio or we played board games whilst indoors. Whilst Harry went about directing and finishing off farm work outside, I sat indoors playing with Judy and Tombela, Scrabble, Snakes and Ladders, Ludo. All the while I couldn’t get enough of seeing this gorgeous woman, she would see me staring and she would smile and lick her rosy red lips.
After dinner, Harry gave me my first hard liquor, a double shot of brandy. He laughed as I coughed and spluttered after my first swallow, and then instructed, ‘you sip, slowly and savour the burn as it goes down your throat. A glow seemed to follow the burn, as I drank more and finished the glass I was on an extremely high buzz.
Judy came back to the lounge, and informed that my bath had been drawn by Tombela and that practice was to bathe before bed. I followed her into this large expansive bathroom and in the centre sat a huge tub, enough for several people. Tombela was there, dressed in underwear only and I grinned at her naughtily. I couldn’t believe when Judy asked who I wanted to undress me for my bath. My tongue got caught so badly she asked again…and I just pointed at her.
She smiled and unbuttoned my shirt, running her hands over my chest, when she pulled my shorts and underpants down, my hands flew to cover my penis, which for reasons I didn’t understand was very hard, and sticking straight out.
She gently removed my hands, and said ‘what have we here?’ In in a daze I said my penis…she shook her head and said….’no here we call it a cock and Sal you have such a nice sized beautiful boy cock’
She then stood up and motioned me into the tub. I watched in awe as she removed her clothing, mesmerised by the shaped auburn hair that appeared between her legs. I didn’t know what to look at I was in overload, her tits, her bum, her face and mouth, those legs, or that vee which seemed to be a magnet for my eyes!
Unceremoniously like it was an everyday occurrence, she began soaping my body, gently washing me everywhere it was normal for me. I tensed when she moved to my bum, playing her soapy hands over my bum cheeks, then spreading them and washing my bum hole. I was beginning to feel like that stoked bottle again, something wanted to burst from inside me. When she turned me around, and touched my cock, I shuddered and shook and stuff shot out my cock splattering her. Embarrassed I started to apologise and she shushed me with a finger on my lips.
She stood up, and then began my lesson in female anatomy, caressing her body in front of me, she proceeded to teach me about her body……”you already know my tits, now meet my beautiful cunt’ as she reached down and spread the hair at the vee of her legs…I watched in silence aware my cock was hard again. ‘This is my cunt, which loves to fucked by cock, and sucked and licked’ See this button, it’s my clit it loves to be touched and sucked”
Turning around and bending over slightly, I got my first vision of a female bum hole…’this is my arsehole, say arsehole’ she asked me…’arsehole’ I repeated in a trance.
‘My arsehole’ she said spreading her cheeks as I saw her puckered, whorled hole, it was so beautiful I desired to kiss it, but remained motionless, ‘this is my special friend’ she gasped as her fingers ran over the pucker. ‘I always want tongue, cock, anything in it, if you make it happy, there is nothing I will not do’ she exclaimed.
I was so entranced I had lost all reality of everything else around us, and a load grunt, broke my reverie. I watched in amazement as the biggest cock (on the planet it seemed) disappeared, down Tombela’s mouth. Harry grinned at me, as Tombela sucked, licked and swallowed his big cock. Suddenly my hard boy cock was engulfed by a warm cavity, and I looked down to see Judy take my cock in her mouth, mumbling…’Oooh I love boy cock, so tasty boy cock’
Sucking me into her lovely mouth, swirling her pink tongue all around my brown cock, I was struck by the colors, white face, pink tongue, rosy lips, brown cock, just seemed so hot. I didn’t last long and blasted again, this time into her mouth….she moaned…as she sucked on my rapidly diminishing cock….
Getting out from the tub, she hurried over to Harry and kissed him, moaning all the time how tasty my cum was….Harry stuck his tongue in her mouth and agreed with her and said…’next time I’m drinking from the tap’
LOL my understanding on that would come later that night……..
Judy pulled me out of the tub, the water being cold by this time, and vigorously towelled me dry, and indicated to Harry….’take Tombela güvenilir casino into the room, we coming’
When we got to the room, I was greeted by the sight of Harry on top of Tombela, her slim black legs wrapped around his middle…she was crying out….’Ooooooh fuck meee, fuccckkk meee, I love your big cock in my cunt Mr Harry.
Judy pulled my down to eye level so that I could get a real close up, of Harry’s monster driving in and out of Tombela…..He was it seemed lost in delirium as he pistoned in and out her cunt. He pulled out of her, and as he did, Judy grabbed his monster cock and began sucking it, licking it up and down. Harry in the meanwhile positioned Tombela on the bed on her hands and knees, her arse sticking up in the air.
Taking her mouth of Harry, Judy began kissing me, moaning in mouth…’taste Tombe’s cunt juice and Harry’s cock’ I kissed harder and sucked on her tongue. When she let me up for a breath she pointed out Harry languorously tonguing Tombela’s arsehole, who was gripping the bed linin with her hands and teeth and moaning.
Judy said..’watch’ and I was amazed, as Harry stood up, and rubbed his cock all over Tombela’s arsehole, then he started pushing the end into her pucker. I watched as the head started to disappear, Tombela started sighing. Slowly and inexorably I watched that massive rod, sink into Tombela’s arsehole.
When he was all the way in, he stopped moving, and grinned over his shoulder at me…’ Fuck boy, when you get into arsefucking you going to know what I’m feeling right now, Outa this world, having your cock in a tight arse hole…..God it’s so good’
Tombela meanwhile became vocal, ‘please Mr Harry fuck me, fuck my arsehole hard, please fuck meee, I want to feel it fucking meeee, she was like sobbing, pleading, begging!
Judy started sucking my cock again which by now was rock hard again….she started extolling on the rejuvenation capabilities of boy cock will she sucked me.
Suddenly like she had enough, she stood up and said….’it’s time for you to taste my cunt’ I was ready to walk on fire for her, if she asked me.
She lay down beside her arse pounding husband and spread those lovely long legs for me. Motioning me forward, I bent down and took my first tentative lick, and then dove in….I was in heaven, oh how lovely the taste, the fragrance, I was hooked. No technique but boy was I enthusiastic, I sucked and swallowed for all I was worth. This was my favourite dish ( I had not tasted arse yet).
Every time I got to the top of her cunt, Judy would moan louder and thrash about more, I soon figured out that the clit she showed me was the key. So I would suck from bottom of her cunt, gathering all her juices in my mouth, swallow then spend a few minutes on her clit. Repeating this seemed to have worked, as she screamed and squeezed my head between her thighs, before shaking uncontrollably. Little did I know, I had brought orgasm my first lady!!
She pulled my up to her, and used her tongue, sucking all the wet cunt juice off my face…kissing me, telling me how wonderful I was, I did it like as good as anyone who ever sucked her and made her come, probably even better…I was beaming!!
Harry still fucking Tombela’s arse, patted me on the back, way to go boyo!
Suddenly Harry sped up his fucking, and Tombela moaned…’I want it, give it to me, please Mr Harry cum inside my arsehole. Harry tensed up and a moan escaped him as he came inside of her arse. As he pulled out, his cock wet and browned I could only assume was mess from Tombela’s arse, I could be yet again amazed as Judy grabbed at Harry’s cock and swallowed it down, sucking up and down on that big cock even though it had been up Tombela’s arse hole. Tombela, arse still in the air, obviously knew what was coming next, as Judy attacked her arse with tongue and mouth, sucking up and licking with a relish. I found the entire thing strange, yet my cock was telling me a different story, it was harder than it had ever been.
While Judy was busy on Tombela’s arsehole, I felt lips around my cock, and there was Harry sucking my cock. It was different from Judy, as he seemed to inhale my cock in one go, then slowly let it out his mouth, then repeat the process.
I kept my eyes fixed on Judy sucking on Tombela, as I felt that explosion starting to come..my cock spurting in Harry’s sucking mouth..
The entire thing was too much for me, and I collapsed, passing out!
My next thought was on awaking the next morning, thinking I had, had some tremendous dream, until I heard a dog barking and looked at my surroundings, realising last night was no dream, it was a real as could be.
As much as had happened the previous, night I had still not fucked anyone….I lay idle thinking of what new experiences the day would bring me, and I had 3 weeks to go still…
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