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(MMF, nc, rp, intr, oral, anal, preg) *** I recently saw on the news that Moses N'Komo had died in his luxury villa on the shores of Lake Lugarno. He had lived in Switzerland for many years, ever since he fled the African Republic of Malindi where he had been President. N'Komo was born the son of a tribal chief, in the days when the country was still a British colony, and educated at a public school in England and Oxford University. Whilst at university he developed a taste for white girls, a taste which because of his good looks, huge cock and great stamina, he found easy to satisfy. On his return to Malindia, however, he found that things were not as good. The country was looking towards apartheid run South Africa for leadership, and well educated black men were considered something of a danger. He only managed to get a menial job in the Civil Service, taking orders from white men who were rude and uneducated. He was angry at his situation but didn't know what to do about it. One day he entered one of the few bars that served black men and got into conversation with a white woman who appeared friendly. They were both flirting with each other when her drunken husband returned and threw a punch at Moses. The punch missed by a mile, but Moses hit the man twice knocking him out. The police were called but Moses fled to the bush where he joined the freedom fighters. The Malindian Liberation Army was not very effective at fighting the colonial power, but under N'komo's leadership things changed. Thousands of young blacks joined his group, which became so successful that within two years the British had thrown in the tail. Moses N'Komo emerged from the bush as first President of an independent Malindi. The whites were given the choice of remaining British or taking up Malindian citizenship, they all decided to stay British. Some rightly had their resident's visa's revoked for racist behaviour, like calling Africans "Filthy Wogs", but the other people were thrown out of the country for no good reason. My wife Sally and I had lived in Malindi since before its independence, and had always gotten on well with the locals. We couldn't understand why we should have got a letter from the new government saying that we were under investigation for "anti Malindian" activities. Strangely, two days later we received invitations to meet the president at Government House. There were about eight white couples there when we arrived, all looking somewhat worried. I found out that all of us had also received threatening letters from the government. All the men wore dinner jackets and the wives cocktail dresses. Most of us were in our twenties or early thirties and all the women were beautiful. The only exception was Major Hemsley-Smythe and his wife. The major was in his fifties whilst his wife was some ten years younger. She was still an absolute knockout of a woman tall, with a slim waist and large breasts. We were given glasses of a peculiar tasting drink, which I later found out was a powerful aphrodisiac; the waiters kept refilling our glasses, almost forcing it down us. We waited for the President with a mixture of fear and excitement. Suddenly we were confronted by a senior army officer who told us that we had to do exactly what we were told to do without hesitation, or we would be on the next plane out of the country, never to return. As we all had homes and businesses in Malindi we were terrified at the prospect of being thrown out at a moments notice. We were separated from our wives and told that a security situation had occurred, we could keep on our shirts and bowties, but every thing else had to come off. There was uproar but the soldiers waved their guns at us, and we began to strip. We looked strange standing there with our cocks and bums visible below our shirt tails and the black soldiers laughed at our humiliation as they herded us back into the main reception room. Our wives were already there, they had been made to strip down to their undies, and were talking to a group of black politicians and army officers who had appeared. Suddenly, the President came into the room, looked at all our wives as if he was examining cattle at a market. He told my wife Sally to go with him and strode out of the room, followed by my terrified darling. I tried to follow but the soldiers grabbed me and pushed me back into the room. Some music sounded up and the white wives were forced to dance with the President's friends, whilst the white husbands just stood there watching. The black men started grabbing at the women almost immediately, black hands grabbing breasts and stroking legs and bottoms. The white men couldn't do anything about it as they were covered by the soldier's guns. I was worried sick about what was happening to my wife, and managed to slip out and go looking for her. I didn't have to go far, as she was in the next room, naked, on her hands and knees with the President's huge cock embedded in her. When he saw me he just smiled and said, "You must be the husband, well I don't like an audience but you can stay this one time, see how your little wife like being taken by a real man." With that he returned to thrusting the large black log into her stretched out pussy. The Aphrodisiac must have had some effect because she was gasping at every thrust and was clearly near to a climax, a few more thrusts and she let out a screech as she orgasmed on the black log. The President just kept going and going, Sally came twice more. Before at long last Moses N'Komo emptied his cock into her. After that I was told to take her back to the party. Things there had changed while I was away. Most of the white women were naked, either being fucked or sucking black cock, or both. Only one little blonde was still holding out, she was trying to run away from a giant of a black man who had grabbed the waistband of her panties from the back. As she tried to escape, the material gave way and she was both naked and being held firmly by the man who was determined to fuck her. The Major's wife on the other hand seemed to be enjoying the orgy, she had a black guy underneath her and was impaling herself on his cock, whilst a second man was hunched over her shagging her ass. Whether she had taken more of the drink than the other women, or whether she hadn't been given a good seeing to by the Major for years, I cannot say but she was certainly up for it. Two of the soldiers grabbed Sally and I realised that there was nothing I could do to save her from further assaults, without getting shot. Within seconds the love of my life was on her back, her feet near her ankles, one black cock in her pussy another in her mouth. The orgy went on and on, even the black servants were having their turn with the women. The White men were totally humiliated by what was happening to their wives, but worse was to come. Some of the blacks made the husbands suck their cocks hard again, before they found another white wife to fuck. I was forced to my knees and had to open my lips to a slimy half hard black monster, until it recovered its strength and length, and its owner could use it on another British lady. Eventually, the party came to an end and the black guests left, leaving the whites to clean themselves up and try to find enough of our clothes, so that we could go home. Sally was sobbing softly and some of the other wives appeared to be in shock as we made our way out of the Presidential Palace, passing lines of smirking guards. At that time the only method of contraception was condoms, and of course the Africans didn't use them, so it came as no surprise when Sally told me that she was pregnant. The father could have been any one of the six black men that had jetted into her pussy on that evil night. Because of her religious beliefs abortion was out of the question, and nine months later she gave birth to a bouncing black baby boy. We decided to return to England and told our friends and relations that we had adopted him from an orphanage in Malindi. The years have passed and he is now grown up, and I have to tell you that Moses is the cleverest, handsomest, loving son that a couple ever had. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 58