Bab 1698: @4
"Hi mom, dad," Mary said as she and John arrived.
"How was your day?" Harriet asked as she got up and hugged and kissed each of them.
"Nice," John replied as he shook his father's hand. "Totally relaxing."
"We spent the day by the lake, just lazing around and swimming," Mary explained. "It's something we learned in Chipita. They spend as much time as possible in nature, just enjoying it, hanging out."
"Do you think it would be possible for us to acquire one of those 3-wheeled motorbikes that we see around town?" John asked.
"Why would you want one?" Harriet asked.
"We want to explore the area more," Mary explained. "Charlene said that they sometimes drive for 2-3 days to get to a nice place to see."
"You want to go driving around in the bush on a scooter for 2-3 days?" Harriet asked, her eyes wide.
"Not necessarily," John said. "But it would be nice to have the ability to take some gear with us for camping. We're really limited on the bicycles."
"I suppose it would be okay," James said. "But you'd have to promise to be careful."
"Of course," John said. "There's no way I'd ever do anything that would risk Mary. It's just a powered bicycle. We're not in a hurry. You see more when you go slow. Besides, the roads are terrible, so you can't go fast."
"As long as you promise," Harriet said.
"We promise," Mary said, reaching over to put a reassuring hand over her mother's. "If we're going to be here, we might as well see as much as we can and learn as much about it as possible."
"Well, I can't fault your attitude," James said. "Once we get things running and get some staff to help, we want to explore a bit, too. But right now it's just about impossible to get away for more than a weekend."
"We'll look around town tomorrow, talk to some people and see what we can learn," John said. "I'm sure someone will be able to point us in the right direction."
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"God, I was just dying to come fuck you," Mary said the next morning on their way into town to look for a motorcycle with a sidecar.
"We can't take the chance," John said, "not if anyone's in the house."
"Let's find a ktang shop," Mary suggested. "I'll bet if we sit and drink ktang and eat some food, someone will want to talk to us."
Mary's instinct was spot on, for within 10 minutes of sitting down, a young man approximately their own age with a big smile on his face approached their table.
"You like ktang?" he asked.
"Yes," John replied. "It's good stuff," he said, taking a swig from the bottle, then offering it to the young man, whose eyes opened in surprise before reaching to accept the bottle.
"Thank you," he said after taking a swallow and handing the bottle back. "You are the new mission family, right?" he asked.
"Yes, that's right," Mary replied. "Please, sit with us," she said, indicating an empty chair.
"My name is Kafele," he said as he sat. "That means 'worth dying for' in Ngoni."
"I'm John, this is Mary," John replied.
They engaged in the usual talk of strangers meeting, learning about where each had come from and what their plans were.
"I know someone with a motorcycle like you describe who might be interested in selling his," Kafele said when he heard about their quest. "He just finished fixing it and putting new filters and tires. Now he has no money to live so he needs to sell it."
"How much do these motorcycles sell for?" John asked.
"Can be as much as $150," Kafele replied.
"We'd be interested in seeing it," John said. "Can you help us?"
"Come, we go see if he is home," Kafele said, getting to his feet. "He lives just a few minutes from here."
Putting the unfinished bottle of ktang in his back pocket, John followed Kafele, Mary in between them as he led them through the narrow alleyways and warrens of Nkopola. It was all new to them, as they hadn't really strayed from the main thoroughfares. In just a few minutes they arrived at one of the ubiquitous tin-roofed dwelling places.
"Chewba, Chewba, you home?" Kafele called out.
"Kafele," a man said as he exited the dwelling. "What is this?" he asked as he eyed John and Mary.
"You want to sell your motorcycle?" Kafele asked. "They looking for one."
"Good motorcycle," Chewba said. "Expensive."
"I told them how much to pay already," Kafele said, Chewba's face falling in dismay as a big payday slipped from his grasp. "They from the new mission family. They live here. You treat them right, hear?"
"Yeah, yeah," Chewba said, nodding his head. "Come, look first."
The motorcycle he led them to was black, dented here and there, but the seat was unbroken and the tires were obviously new.
"Any problems that need to be taken care of?" John asked as he examined it, noting that there was no rust and that the sidecar seemed to be very firmly attached to the main frame.
"No, no, I just fixed everything," Chewba said. "No oil leaks. New brakes. If you have a problem, come to me. I will fix it. No problem."
"How much do you want for it?" John asked.
"First we talk, then we see about money," Chewba said. "You drink ktang?" he asked, a surprised look on his face when he noticed the bottle in John's back pocket.
"Yeah, good stuff," John said, a smile on his face.
"Come, we drink ktang, talk, then we see," Chewba said, turning to lead them into his home.
There was enough light coming in through the gaps in the walls and the open door for them to see, the light dusk-like.
"Sit, sit," Chewba said, indicating pillows on the floor around a low table, one already occupied by an older woman, another by a younger girl. "My mother, my sister," he explained as he sat down between them.
John brought out his bottle of ktang and offered it to Chewba who took a big gulp on it before handing it to Kafele who then handed it back to John. After taking a swig, John offered the bottle towards Chewba's mother who smiled and took the bottle, taking a small swallow from it before handing it to her daughter.
"Thank you," the girl said, smiling at the surprise on their faces as she handed the near-empty bottle to Mary who finished it off.
Chewba produced another bottle and it was passed around and around as they conversed. At one point a bowl of dried fruits and nuts was produced.
"Whew, I'm feeling it," Mary said as she passed the bottle along.
"Me, too," John said. "I think that's the idea."
"You ever have sex with a black man?" Chewba asked out of the blue.
"N-no," Mary stammered in reply.
"Why not?" Chewba asked.
"Well, I've never had the opportunity, I guess," Mary replied.
"You ever have sex with a black woman?" Chewba asked John.
"No, not yet," John replied.
"Not yet!" Chewba exclaimed, laughing. "You hoping to?"
"Of course," John replied, at which Chewba's mother and sister started laughing.
"And are you hoping to have the opportunity to have sex with a black man?" Chewba asked Mary softly.
"Well, I, uh, I, well, maybe, yes," Mary stammered, blushing.
"So, you want the scooter?" Chewba asked.
"If the price is right and it runs okay, yes," John replied.
"It runs okay," Chewba said, waving his hand. "No worry."
"And the price?" John asked.
"$100," Chewba said, eliciting a gasp from Kafele. "Plus, you will have sex with me and you will have sex with my sister."
"We what?" John asked, his eyes wide in astonishment.
"You don't want to have sex with my sister?" Chewba asked, pulling the girl forward. She appeared to be a few years younger, lithe with smaller breasts. Her eyes were dancing with excitement. "She is very beautiful, very skilled."
"She is very beautiful," John said, having only now thoroughly appraised the girl. "What would the price be without the sex?"
"There is no price without the sex," Chewba replied, "because I'm certain that the sex will be priceless."
"Maybe we can find a motorcycle somewhere else," John suggested.
"Maybe," Chewba conceded. "Maybe."
"John," Mary said, taking his elbow and shaking it to get his attention.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to accept that kind of a deal," John assured her, patting her hand.
"It's okay," Mary replied. "Take the deal."
"What?!" John exclaimed, staring at her.
"Just think of the story we'll have to tell Charlene," Mary said, laughing.
"You're serious?" John asked, looking from his sister to Chewba, then to Chewba's sister, then back to Mary.
"Yes!" Mary replied. "It's so outrageously nasty, I just can't resist. Do you mind?"
"No, no," John replied. "I'm just totally blown away."
"Well, speaking of blowing away..." Mary said with a nervous grin.
"We agree to your deal," John said after he turned back to Chewba.
"Ah, good, good," Chewba said, nodding as he moved over next to Mary. "You are curious about black cock?" he asked, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out.
"Yes," Mary replied, reaching to wrap her hand around the ebony shaft. "It's such a beautiful color."
"You are not afraid?" he asked.
"No," Mary replied as she jacked his cock which rapidly grew to its full size, just a bit less than John's.
"You will show me your body?" Chewba asked.
In answer, Mary pulled her t-shirt off over her head to release her naked breasts which she cupped in her hands, her fingers finding her rock-hard, ruby nipples.
"Do you like them?" she asked as she pulled on her nipples.
"They are very beautiful," Chewba replied, reaching up to replace her hands with his own. "And so soft," he said as he massaged her breasts.
"Undress!" Chewba snapped at his sister who immediately complied, pulling her simple shift off over her head to show that she was naked underneath, her dark nipples hard berries on the tips of her smaller breasts. "You like?" he asked John.
"Yes, very much," John replied, smiling as the young girl came up to him and took his hands, placing them on her breasts.
"And the rest?" Chewba said to Mary, who pulled her shorts off as he pulled his clothes off.
John looked down when he felt the air on his cock to see that Chewba's sister had extracted it from his shorts and was massaging it with both hands.
"I never knew that white cocks were so big," she said as it quickly grew to its full size. "You're bigger than Chewba."
Looking over at Chewba, John's eyes widened when he saw that Mary had leaned over and was running her pink tongue around the ebony head of Chewba's cock which she had both hands wrapped around. Glancing up and seeing John watching her, Mary smiled, the tip of her tongue stuck in the slit of Chewba's cock, then let her lips slip down to close around the head of Chewba's cock.
John groaned at the same time, looking down to see his cock disappearing into the mouth of Chewba's sister. He was amazed that she never stopped until it had entirely disappeared into her mouth. Clearly, sucking big cocks wasn't new to her.
Looking over at Mary, John saw that his sister was bobbing up and down on Chewba's ebony rod, fucking him with her mouth while Chewba's sister did the same to him, their mother still sitting and watching, a smile on her face.
"You do that good," Chewba said, a hand on Mary's fiery red hair as she continued to suck his cock.
"I like it," Mary said, looking up as she gasped for breath.
"Let me see yours," Chewba said.
John looked over as Mary sat back and hooked her elbows behind her knees, drawing them up to her chest and spreading her pussy open.
"So white, so pink!" Chewba's sister said as she, too, stared at Mary's spread pussy.
"Looks like a little girl's," Chewba commented. "I don't think it's big enough for this," he said, stroking his 9" of ebony cock in his hand. "I don't want to hurt you."
"It won't hurt," Mary assured him, using the fingers of one hand to spread her delicate little pussy lips apart to reveal the glistening wetness of her hole.
Everyone watched as Chewba placed the head of his ebony cock at the entrance to Mary's pussy. John realized that he was holding his breath as he watched inch by inch, Chewba's cock disappearing into Mary's pussy until finally he was pressed up against her, his entire cock buried deep in her pussy.
"Feels good, tight," Chewba grunted as she began to fuck Mary.
"Me, too," Chewba's sister said, tugging on John as she lay back and spread her legs to reveal a dark ebony pussy, long from top to bottom, whose deep vermillion interior was glistening invitingly as she spread her pussy lips open for him.
John could hear Chewba's cock sloshing in and out of Mary's pussy as he began to feed his into Chewba's sister, surprised at how easily he was able to slide in. Now the only sounds were those of cocks plunging in and out of wet pussies.
"Oh, God!" John heard Mary gasp, and looking over saw that white cum was seeping from around the shaft of Chewba's ebony cock as he came inside of Mary's pussy.
The sight of ebony cock, white cum, pale skin, and pink pussy were too much for John and his own balls exploded, cum splashing into Chewba's sister's as her talented pussy milked his cock. When he finished cumming, he looked over just as Chewba was withdrawing his cock from Mary's pussy, which now gaped open as cum ran from her hole.
To his surprise, Chewba's sister squirmed out from beneath him and crawled over to Mary, smiling at her as she sank her tongue into her cum-filled pussy and began to slurp up the cum cocktail that flowed from her, the whole while John's cum was running from her own pussy and down her inner thighs.
"My God, that was amazing," Mary breathed when Chewba's sister finally stopped eating her pussy and sat up licking her lips, a smile on her face.
"I never tasted a white pussy before," she told Mary. "It's different but good. I like it."
"Well, you certainly made me feel better," Mary replied as she finally let her legs down. "Both of you."
"I like fucking your pussy," Chewba said.
"It felt good," Mary said.
"You want to fuck again?" Chewba asked, a big smile on his face.
"Maybe some other time," Mary replied, smiling, her eyes noticing her brother's cock glistening with Chewba's sister's pussy juices.
"Maybe you let Kafele fuck you next time," Chewba suggested. "I have other friends, too. They would enjoy fucking you."
"That's very nice of you to say," Mary replied, blushing as images of ebony-skinned men fucking her, one after the other, ran through her mind.
"You come any time," Chewba assured her. "Always okay. Always ready for good fucking."
"Then I'm sure I will come again," Mary replied with a smile.
"And you," Chewba said, looking up at John after once again staring at his cock. "Maybe next time you fuck momma. She likes cock. Many girls here would like to fuck a big white cock like yours."
"That sounds like a good idea," John replied, grinning at Mary. "I'm sure we'll visit you again. This is a fun house."
"Always good time," Chewba said.
"Well, we'd better get going," John said. "Can you follow us on the motorcycle? I can pay you at the house and then I'll give you a ride back."
"Okay, okay," Chewba agreed, smiling as he looked for his pants.
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"That wasn't exactly the motorcycle buying experience that I had expected," John said later that night after dinner to Mary as they talked in his room, the first chance they had had to talk privately.
"No kidding," Mary said with a laugh. "But what a great adventure. I've been dying to talk with you about it."
"You liked it all, didn't you?" John asked.
"Yes," Mary replied with a big smile. "I've never felt so nasty in my life and it turned me on. My pussy has been so wet ever since. I mean, his cock was so black. The way it looked moving in and out of my pussy. Mmm, the way it felt and tasted. Was she also good?"
"Yeah," John replied, shocked by Mary's total brazenness. "Definitely not her first time."
"Mom and dad will be gone for at least a couple of hours," Mary said.
"What's your point?" John asked.
"Chabwera and Teleza have also gone for the day," Mary replied, smiling at him."
"I see," John said, a grin growing on his face.
"I'll show you some more," Mary said, pulling her t-shirt up over her head to reveal her freckled breasts, her dark, ruby nipples rock hard.
"You are amazing," John said with a laugh an hour or so later. "It's like someone let the genie out of the bottle."
"That's what it feels like, too," Mary replied as she withdrew her fingers from her pussy covered in her brother's cum and stuck them into her mouth to suck on.
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"Hello," Teleza said when James and Harriet arrived at their house. "Thank you for honoring us with a visit."
"It is our pleasure," James said as they entered.
"James and Harriet, please meet our friends, Mbemi and Rtari," Chabwera said when they entered, introducing a younger couple, Mbemi a rail-thin man, and Rtari, as round as she was tall.
They turned out to be a delightful couple with great senses of humor. Mbemi was an officer in the local bank while Rtari was a schoolteacher. The next hour passed pleasantly as they got to know one another, nibbling on some dried fruits and nuts and sipping the inevitable ktang around the center table in the outside courtyard.
"Shall we make a Ceremony of Friendship?" Teleza asked.
"Ceremony of Friendship?" Harriet asked, blinking. "Well, yes, of course."
"I think you will enjoy it," Teleza said with a big smile. "It starts with everyone taking their clothes off."
"Oh!" Harriet exclaimed, her eyes wide.
"Do you object?" Chabwera asked.
"N-no," Harriet replied, her cheeks flushing with a bit of color. "I just wasn't expecting..."
Harriet exchanged looks with James before she began to undress. Teleza and Chabwera covered the table with several large carpets, much like the previous time they had been there.
"Come, we will start the ceremony," Mbemi said shyly, offering a hand to Harriet who took it after a momentary hesitation.
Harriet felt her face flush with color as she felt her pussy juices running down her inner thighs as she realized that she was excited about whatever it was that was about to happen. Mbemi helped her up onto the table onto her back. As everyone gathered around, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders as he knelt facing her, his long, thin cock actually resting on the fiery patch of hair above her open pussy.
"I offer Friendship," Mbemi said.
"Ahhhh," Harriet sighed when she felt Mbemi's cock sliding into her pussy.
James' cock was standing out in front of him rock hard as he watched Mbemi fucking his wife. You could almost make out the ebony shaft of Mbemi's cock through the nearly translucent petals of Harriet's pussy lips as it gripped the shaft of his cock while moving in and out of her pussy. James looked away from Mbemi's cock sliding in and out of Harriet's pussy to look up at her face and realized that she was looking at him. He smiled a crooked smile and saw her cheeks flush just before his eyes moved back down to watch Mbemi's ebony cock pumping in and out of her.
"It is time for the Blessing," Mbemi gasped, pulling his cock from Harriet's pussy and letting her legs down as he scrambled up her body to lay the head of his cock on her outstretched tongue as she pushed up onto her elbows.
James felt his own cock lurch when he saw the first thick stream of cum shoot from the end of Mbemi's cock onto Harriet's extended tongue and into her mouth. After several more shots, Harriet closed her lips on Mbemi's cock and James saw her throat bob as she swallowed, followed by the outline of Mbemi's cock as Harriet took every bit of it into her mouth, milking it with her throat and mouth to extract every drop of cum possible."Uh, thank you," Harriet croaked when Mbemi withdrew his cock from her mouth, scraping some cum that had escaped and dribbled down her chin into her mouth, "for your Blessing."
"You are a pleasure to Bless," Mbemi said, climbing down off the table to receive an enthusiastic hug and kiss from his wife.
"I offer Friendship," Chabwera said as he climbed up onto the table, smiling when he saw the look on Harriet's face go from surprise to a smile, her eyes brightening.
"And I welcome your Friendship," Harriet said as Chabwera lifted her legs onto his shoulders and filled her pussy with his cock.
Harriet turned to see James' eyes glued to where Chabwera's cock was sliding in and out of her pussy, smiling when his gaze traveled up to her face, his eyes glazed as he licked his lips, then smiled wanly at her, glancing down at his own cock which was bobbing in time to his heartbeat.
Harriet was licking her lips when Chabwera finally pulled his cock from her pussy to crawl up to her face, actually moaning when she felt his cock resting on her tongue and cum splashing into her mouth before she locked her lips on him and finished sucking him off.
"Thank you for your Blessing," Harriet said, a thickly cum-covered tongue licking her lips after Chabwera withdrew his cock from her mouth.
"It is always a pleasure to Bless you," Chabwera replied, climbing down from the table, then turning to offer Harriet a hand.
Harriet smiled at James, still trying to clear her mouth of Chabwera's cum as Rtari shyly took James' hand and drew him to the table.
"I offer Friendship," Rtari said.
James tried not to think about how hugely fat Rtari was with her monstrous breasts hanging down onto her fat belly. He was totally unprepared for the moist furnace of her pussy when she lowered herself down onto him, her pussy spasming on his cock, squeezing it. It was an exquisite feeling. And then she began to fuck him. James had never known that a woman could have such control over her pussy muscles while she was fucking. Try as he might, it wasn't long before he realized that he was going to lose control.
Rtari must have felt it, too, because faster than he'd have thought that she could move, like a huge, ebony blur she dismounted him and spun around, inhaling his cock just as his balls exploded. It was almost painful, he came so hard as Rtari sucked him off, seeming to have no trouble taking all 9" of his cock into her mouth.
Looking over at Harriet after Rtari had dismounted him and climbed down off the table into her husband's arms, James smiled when he saw the smile on her face as she licked her lips, her rock-hard ruby nipples pointing at him as Teleza approached the table.
"I offer Friendship," Teleza said as she climbed up onto the table.
James' eyes were riveted to Teleza's long, meaty pussy lips hanging down and pouting open as she grabbed his still-hard cock and guided it between them, lowering herself onto his cock, her hot, steamy pussy enveloping him as her pussy muscles massaged while she began to ride up and down on his cock. Because he had just cum, James was able to last longer and he found himself with his eyes riveted to his big white cock appearing and disappearing as Teleza rode him, her huge, fat clit rubbing the shaft of his cock as she fucked him.
Just as James realized that he was about to lose it, Teleza dismounted him and turned to inhale his cock as he exploded, slurping his cum and gulping it down. Because her ass was pointing towards his face, he could see her long, thick, meaty pussy lips hanging down and gaping open, the deep vermillion interior glistening. When he glanced at Harriet, her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were glazed.
"Now we are all Friends," Chabwera declared when Teleza finished sucking James off and climbed down off of the table.
James joined Harriet, his cock still semi-hard as it dangled in front of him.
"Not quite what we were expecting," Harriet said sardonically as she hugged him, his cock pressing against her stomach while her nipples pressed into his.
"Now that we are Friends, there is never a need to hesitate to offer to share Friendship," Teleza said as she came up to them, her large breasts hanging down, her huge, thick nipples hard, "or to accept or reject the sharing."
"What exactly does that mean, Teleza?" James asked.
"Well, if Mbemi and Rtari were visiting you or you were visiting them, because you are now Friends, either of you can offer to share Friendship," Teleza explained, "as can Chabwera and I, though we have that privilege already because we are Ngoni."
James and Harriet finally said their good-byes about an hour later, everyone dressing. They did not, however, get away without first promising to visit Mbemi and Rtari at some time and extending an invitation to visit whenever they cared to.
"James, are we doing the right thing?" Harriet asked as they slowly walked home, feeling the ktang that they had imbibed.
"How's that?" James asked.
"I mean, I understand how the Ngoni initiation ceremony had great significance," she replied. "And then before we could totally digest everything, we were sharing blessings with Chabwera and Teleza once or twice a day. Now we're meeting new people, becoming Friends. It's all just so counter to everything that I've ever been taught."
"I completely agree," James said.
"Does any of it bother you?" Harriet asked.
"Truth be told, no," James replied. "Are you bothered by any of it?" he asked.
"I'm not sure," Harriet replied deliberately.
"Well, is there anything that's happened that you wouldn't have done if it weren't in the context of trying to fit in better with these societies?" he asked.
"Are you serious?" Harriet asked.
"Yes," James replied, very serious. "Assume that I object to nothing and bless and encourage you," he said. "Assume further," he said, falling into a familiar lecturer's posture, something acquired and honed over the years teaching, "that all of the fitting-in social customs are just so much bullshit cover for the basic reality of things."
"Which is?" Harriet asked.
"That these people are into sex and that marriage isn't a limitation to a varietal experience," James replied. "They share sex the way we shake hands, though they invent a ritual and create a custom to make it seem less base than it is."
"More and more, that's what it seems like," Harriet replied, nodding in agreement.
"So, assuming all of that, is there anything that you wouldn't have done?" James asked.
"That's a terrible thing to ask," Harriet parried.
"Well, let me ask it another way," James said as they arrived at their house. "Is there anything that's happened that you regret, that you wish you hadn't done, no matter how you want to look at it?"
Harriet felt her cheeks flush hot as she looked up at her husband and his wry smile.
"No," she replied, almost in a whisper.
"And does anything that I've done bother you?" he asked.
"No!" Harriet replied. "It never crossed my mind. I knew that it wasn't about me."
"Exactly," James said. "And truth be told, seeing you with a big black cock in your mouth or in your pussy turns me on," he added as they entered the house.
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"We're lucky that mom and dad or Chabwera and Teleza are always here," John said with a big sigh, having dumped two big loads of cum into his sister, the first one into her mouth, the last one into her incredibly delicious and tight pussy.
"How can you say that?" Mary asked, sitting up, a slight sheen of sweat covering her breasts and her rock-hard, ruby nipples.
"Because if they weren't, we'd never get out of bed," John replied, laughing.
"Probably," Mary agreed, a big smile on her face. "Maybe we can get them to all have a vacation at the same time, that way we can see if we'd like doing nothing but fucking and sucking all day and night."
"Works for me," John said.
"Oh, shit!" Mary gasped when they heard the kitchen door slam shut. "They're home!" she said, grabbing her panties and t-shirt and sprinting for her room.
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"Well, good morning!" Harriet said the next morning when both John and Mary showed up early for breakfast. "You're up early."
"I slept great," Mary said.
"People always sleep best in their own beds," Harriet commented.
"What are you two up to today?" James asked.
"Actually, we thought about exploring, heading down to Lake Malombe," John replied.
"Why there?" Harriet asked. "And where is it?"
"There because it's supposed to be a major place to see birds," Mary said. "It's famous for the birds. People come from all over the world to see them."
"It's probably a couple of hours south of here to Mangochi, though it's only 24km," John said. "I heard about a bird-watching place near Mpinganjila, another 7km, a small Sena tribe settlement at most an hour from there on the west side of the lake. There's a beach where we can camp. I'm sure we can get there in 2-3 hours."
"How long would you be gone?" Harriet asked.
"I don't know, a night or two," John replied, shrugging. "I guess it depends upon how nice it is. I'll take my tripod and a big lens and hope for some good opportunities. With the sidecar, we can easily take the camera gear, the tent, and some personal gear," he explained.
"Are you sure that it's safe?" Harriet asked.
"I do have to say that I've yet to hear about any violence, especially towards a foreigner," James said. "This is truly a pastoral land with over 80% of the people involved in agriculture in one way or the other."
"Everyone we've met has been friendly," Mary said. "I've never felt unsafe, not for a minute."
"I've never experienced friendliness like I have here," James said, smiling at Harriet who blushed slightly, something not lost on Mary.
"Just do us a favor and try to call once or twice a day," James suggested. "Why don't you stop in the market and get mobile phones? You each really should have one."
"That's a good idea," John agreed. "As soon as we get them and get them set up, we'll call you so that you'll have the numbers."
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"I can't believe how easy that was," Mary said as they finally got on the road towards Mangochi, new mobile phones in their gear.
"I had no idea it would be that easy," John agreed.
"Should we stop for some ktang?" Mary asked.
"Not while I'm driving this thing," John replied. "It's not as easy as it looks. Once we get there, we'll find some supplies. We can check out the possibilities on the way."
"That really wasn't so bad, was it?" Mary asked when they arrived at the beach that was just south of Mpinganjila, south of the Nasenga River. "It's really amazing when everything else is just high cliffs."
"I'm surprised there aren't more people here," John said, observing only a few tents, the beach being only about 75m long with dense foliage blocking each end.
"Let's get the tent set up and then go back to that kiosk we saw back in Mpinganjila for some food and stuff," John suggested.
"You like ktang?" the older woman who ran the kiosk asked with a big smile when they found the food supplies they wanted, along with half a dozen bottles of ktang.
"Yes, it's good stuff," John replied.
"Ktang keeps your cock hard long time," she said, cackling at the surprised expressions on John and Mary's face.
"Maybe we should buy some more," Mary suggested, at which the old woman burst into laughter, John and Mary joining in, "though I'm sure this will be enough for tonight," she said, winking at the old woman as they left.
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"How come you didn't bring all of that when we went up to Chipita?" Mary asked as she watched her brother assemble his camera equipment after they had put the tent up.
"I didn't want to take the chance of something happening to it," John replied as he grabbed the first of his EOS 6D Mark II camera bodies and then mounted a CN-E30-300mm T2.95-3.7 L SP lens. "Now that I know more about things, I'm not as concerned. Now I'm ready to really start taking some photos," he said as he attached the camera with its lens to one of his Gitzo GK1555T-82TQDUS carbon fiber tripods. The other EOS 6D Mark II he mounted with a CN-E14.5-60mm T2.6 L SP lens.
"Well, now we have the perfect excuse to go back, don't we?" Mary asked.
"Let's hike up that trail over there," John suggested. "I think it leads up to the top of that cliff," he said, putting the other lens and tripod into the tent and covering it with some of their gear before closing the tent.
The cliff was only about 100' above the lake, but it afforded a nice overview of the immediate area. They could see their tent pitched close to the water instead of up against the brush the way the other tents were pitched. The color of the water was a very deep blue, approaching black.
Setting up the tripod, John surveyed the coast and saw that it was mostly vertical cliffs with just an occasional patch of beach. There were lots of marshy areas that were going to be prime areas for finding birds.
"Can I look?" Mary asked.
"Sure," John said, lowering the tripod so that the camera was at her eye level. "This is your zoom," he explained, showing her.
While Mary was looking through the big lens, John adjusted the settings on the other camera. Using Mary as his model, John began running off shots, adjusting his settings until he got it set up the way he wanted.
"What are you doing?" Mary asked when she noticed that he was taking pictures of her.
"Just getting the settings right," John explained.
"Is it so difficult?" Mary asked.
"It doesn't have to be," John replied, "but I shoot something called HDR, High Dynamic Range photos. I take 7 shots in about a second. Each of them has a different exposure value. When I combine them all together again, I get some great results."
"Hey, not so close to the edge," John warned when Mary stood near the edge facing him, raising her arms above her head and wide apart.
"I won't," Mary said as John pressed the shutter.
"You need to stand really still for this type of a shot," John explained. "Try it again," he said, pressing the shutter. "Nice.
"How's this?" Mary asked, pulling her t-shirt off over her head, her naked breasts bouncing free, her ruby nipples knurling into knots.
"Great!" John said, pressing the shutter as Mary changed positions. "Oh, yeah, that's great," John said as Mary cupped her breasts in her hands, her thumbs and forefingers capturing her hard nipples. "Beautiful," John said as Mary turned to the side, offering her profile, her gorgeous breasts sticking out.
"This is fun," Mary said, spreading her legs and lifting her hands to her hair, lifting it as John knelt in front of her, shooting upwards.
"Lick your lips," John instructed, the camera only 6" from Mary's face as he pressed the shutter.
"How about licking these lips?" Mary asked, reaching down and pulling the crotch of her shorts to the side, exposing her glistening pussy.
"Damn, Mary," John gasped, leaning in close with the camera to photograph his sister's pussy.
"Oh, this is great," Mary sighed, pushing her shorts to the ground and stepping out of them to stand naked in front of her brother, her back to the lake.
John knelt in front of his sister, shooting up at her. Mary lifted her right foot and placed it on his left shoulder, splitting her pussy wide open as he continued to shoot photos.
"God, Mary," John said, laying his camera down and grabbing her by the ass cheeks, pulling her towards him as he glued his mouth to her sopping pussy, his tongue sliding between her delicate pussy lips, tasting her thick, viscous, tangy pussy juices, then rubbing over her clit, causing her to shudder as she had an orgasm, bathing his tongue in her juices.
"I needed that," Mary panted, pushing her brother's face away from her pussy and him onto his back before reaching for his shorts and ripping them down his legs to free his raging cock. "But now I need this," she said, swinging a leg over his body and positioning the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy, her delicate pussy lips draped over the head as John struggled to ride the shutter button on the camera, groaning as his sister's hot, tight pussy slowly but surely slid down onto his cock until she was sitting on him, his cock buried in her pussy.
Mary began to have a leisurely fuck, riding up and down on her brother's big cock while he took the occasional photo. When he warned her after a while that he was about to cum, Mary dismounted, crouching between his legs, both hands wrapped around the glistening, slippery shaft of his cock while she bathed the head with her tongue, probing into the slit before taking it into her mouth as John attempted to hold the camera steady.
And then cum was gushing into Mary's mouth as she pumped his cock with both hands, her tongue all over the head of him as her mouth filled with cum that she gulped down as quickly as she could until finally the flow slowed, then stopped, Mary sucking hard on him, chasing into the slit of his cock with her sharp tongue looking for any last bits of cum before finally sitting up on her knees as she licked her lips and continued to swallow, a Cheshire cat's grin on her face.
"Mmm, that was good," she sighed as she watched her brother's cock still twitching.
"That was incredible," John said as he pushed up into a sitting position.
"I can't wait to see those pictures," Mary said, a sparkle in her eyes.
"They're so hot, they might melt the memory card," John said, laughing. "Fuck, that was good."
"Who would have thought that the best sex would be with my own brother?" Mary sighed.
"Let's go back to the tent and get a fire going," John suggested. "We're going to be hungry before you know it."
"I'm already hungry," Mary said. "That appetizer isn't going to hold me long," she added, leaning over to slowly drag her tongue across the head of his cock once more.
They pulled their clothes on and made their way back down to their tent. There was plenty of scrub brush around so that they soon had a good fire going.
"Let's take a swim while the fire burns down," Mary suggested, already stripping and moving to the water's edge, just 10' away. "It's cold," she said after testing the water with a foot.
"So I see," John said, a grin on his face as he stared at her hard, ruby nipples screwed into knots on her breasts.
Taking a deep breath, Mary plunged in, jumping up out of the water with a shout. John joined her, but it proved too cold to enjoy for very long and then exited the water. Mary wrapped her arms around her brother, laying her head on his chest as she sought the warmth of his body, her breasts with their hard nipples pressing into his stomach.
"The lake is very deep, therefore it is cold," they heard a deep, mellifluous voice say, startling them.
"That would explain it," John said, turning, his arm around Mary's shoulders to see a young man approximately their own age standing 10' away, a big smile on his face as his eyes slowly checked Mary out.
"I am Mboni," he introduced himself. "You bought some supplies from my mother. She asked me to make sure that you were okay. I didn't mean to interrupt."
"I'm John, this is Mary," John introduced.
"If I am bothering you," Mboni began to say.
"No, no," John said. "We're just waiting to dry off."
"I will join you so that we are all the same," Mboni said, suddenly dropping his clothes and running to the lake and diving in, emerging a minute later shaking his head.
"Your English is very good," Mary said, resisting the urge to cover herself with her hands, yet unable to fully tear her eyes from Mboni's ebony cock. While not nearly as long as John's, it was very thick and very black. She also noticed that his eyes were on her.
"I go to the St. John Baptist University," Mboni explained. "It's just over there," he said, pointing. "I brought you some things for your dinner," he said, turning to pick up a bag. "My mother said you didn't buy any vegetables to go with your ktang and the other food."
"That's really nice of you," John said. "Why don't you join us for dinner, tell us about this area."
It seemed perfectly natural for the three of them to sit on the blanket in front of the tent by the fire naked, talking.
"There are some very good places very close by to photograph birds," Mboni said when he learned why they were there. "Places only local people would know about. I will be happy to show you tomorrow."
"Hey, I forgot," John said, jumping to his feet and into the tent, emerging with several bottles of ktang. "This will warm us up," he said, opening a bottle and taking a big swig from it before offering it to Mary.
"Terrible!" Mary said, coughing after taking a big swig. "I'm getting to like the taste."
"Ktang makes life," Mboni said as he accepted the bottle from Mary.
"Your mother had an interesting opinion of what it was good for," Mary said as he handed the bottle back to her.
"Yes, my mother swears that ktang keeps the cock nice and hard," Mboni said, wrapping his hand around the shaft of his own ebony cock.
"Does it?" Mary asked, wide-eyed as she watched him slowly stroking himself.
"Maybe," Mboni replied. "I've been drinking ktang since I was a boy and I've never had a problem. Does my cock interest you?" he asked with a wide smile.
"It is such a beautiful color," Mary replied.
"Let me show you," Mboni said when he saw John get up to smooth the coals and start to put some food to cook.
Mary thought the contrast between John and Mboni was fascinating, John being a foot taller and so pale white next to Mboni's ebony skin. She felt herself get wet when she saw them squatting side by side, their cocks hanging down towards the ground in front of them easily visible, being backlit by the fire.
"It will take about 30 minutes to cook properly," Mboni announced.
"I think I'll set up a camera and take some pictures," John said, getting to his feet.
When Mboni moved to sit back down, he sat closer so that he and Mary were hip to hip, shoulder to shoulder. She felt her pussy getting even wetter when she felt the smooth warmth of his ebony skin against her own pale, freckled skin.
John returned with the CN-E14.5-60mm T2.6 L SP lens mounted on one of the camera bodies and everything on one of the Gitzo tripods, setting it down on the other side of Mboni, fairly close. After looking through the viewfinder and making a few adjustments, he pressed the shutter button and moved back to sit on the other side of Mary.
"What's that red light?" Mary asked.
"It just shows that it's powered and working," John replied. "Nothing to worry about. The best thing to do is just forget that it's even there. That way we'll get the best pictures."
"More ktang, please," Mary said, turning to smile up at her brother.
"Better take it easy," John said, handing her a new bottle. "You haven't eaten."
"I just needed another swallow," Mary said, taking one and shaking her head as she swallowed.
"You really like the flavor?" Mboni asked when she handed him the bottle.
"Not really," Mary replied.
"It's a strong taste that's very difficult to get out of your mouth," Mboni said as he took a swallow from the bottle.
"Oh, I know the secret to getting the taste out of my mouth," Mary assured him, turning to smile at him.
"You do?" Mboni asked.
"Yes," Mary replied, reaching over to replace his hand with hers on his cock which had become mostly hard as he had stroked himself.
"Ahhh," Mboni sighed when Mary leaned over and ran her tongue around the head of his ebony cock before taking it into her mouth. "You do not mind?" he asked, looking at John who was watching as Mary sucked his ebony cock.
"No, she's a big girl," John replied, smiling when Mboni hung his head back as Mary's nose pressed up against his belly, his entire cock in her mouth.
"That's nice," Mary said, gasping for breath as she sat up, jacking Mboni's now rock-hard cock with her hand.
"It is very nice," Mboni sighed.
"I want to feel it inside of me," Mary said, turning and sitting on Mboni's lap, her hand down between them to find his cock and guide it to the entrance to her pussy. "Oh, yes," she hissed as she felt Mboni's thick cock slide up into her tight pussy, grateful that she had just recently fucked John so that her pussy was a bit loosened up, as Mboni's cock was very thick.
Mary smiled at John as she began to ride Mboni's ebony cock, raising and lowering her ass as she fucked him. Even in the waning light, the contrast between his ebony cock and Mary's pale freckled skin was stunning, just like it had been with Chewba.
"I am going to cum," Mboni announced almost fifteen minutes later, by now comfortable enough to have filled his hands with Mary's hard-nippled breasts as she fucked him.
Mary immediately dismounted Mboni's cock, kneeling next to him, her ass and pussy pointing at John, the camera right in front of her as she bent over and sucked Mboni's glistening, ebony cock into her mouth. John was staring at Mary's pussy gaping open from the fucking it had just received, her delicate pussy lips flushed with color.
Without giving it a thought, John knelt behind his sister and filled her pussy with his cock just as he heard Mboni groan and Mary choke as Mboni came in her mouth. Though not as tight as it had been an hour or so ago, Mary's pussy still felt magnificent as John fucked her while she continued sucking Mboni off.
"This is great," Mary gasped, still gulping down Mboni's cum, arching her back as her brother fucked her doggie.
Mboni was wide-eyed as he watched Mary continue to lick and suck on his cock, stabbing her tongue into the slit as she sought yet more cum while her brother continued to fuck her. Then John's cock exploded deep in her pussy, pumping cum. He could feel her pussy milking him as he emptied his balls into her. When he finally finished cumming, he pulled his cock from her pussy, seeing how it gaped open, cum flowing from her hole.
"I sure hope that food is ready," Mary gasped as she rolled onto her back, her feet flat on the ground and well apart, her pussy spread open to reveal the glistening pinkness inside while John's cum continued to leak from her.
Mboni struggled to his knees and checked the food, pronouncing it ready. The three of them gorged themselves, the food tasting all the better for being cooked over an open fire on the lake shore.
"That was really good," John said when he had finished eating, leaning back on his elbows. "Those vegetables really made it, Mboni."
"I agree," Mary said. "They were every bit as delicious as your gorgeous cock."
"Maybe you'd like some dessert?" Mboni asked, laughing as he stroked himself.
"How did you guess?" Mary asked, laughing as she rolled over and engulfed his cock once again in her mouth.
The rest of the night was a blur of sex with John and Mboni continually filling Mary's mouth and pussy with their cocks.
"God, I need to clean up," Mary said when she awoke the next morning, looking down at herself, her pussy and inner thighs covered with dried cum.
"Are you still interested in photographing birds?" Mboni asked as they all joined Mary in the water to wash.
"Definitely," John replied. "That's why we're here."
They exited the water and dried themselves in the sun before dressing, then Mboni led them to several secret places that he knew of, shocking them when they saw the profusion of birds; egrets, herons, ibis, kingfishers, flamingos, and more. John was in photography heaven as he took picture after picture using his big 600mm lens.
"Mboni, that was great," John told him after several hours of shooting pictures. "I would never have gotten so many good shots if it weren't for you."
"It was my pleasure," Mboni assured him. "Will you stay for another night?"
"Actually, I think we have plenty of time so that we could go back home today," John replied. "Our parents will be worried, even though we've called them."
"Your parents?" Mboni asked, the surprise obvious on his face. "You are brother and sister?"
"Yes, didn't you know?" John replied.
"No, I didn't," Mboni said, shaking his head. "And you, you..."
"I think have sex is the word you're looking for," Mary filled in, a big smile on her face. "Does that bother you?"
"No, no," Mboni replied, shaking his head. "This is very common here. I just didn't realize that white people..."
"Well, as a rule, they don't," Mary said. "But we're a bit different."
"Yes, you are," Mboni agreed.
"But if you are interested, I'd like you to fuck me again before we go," Mary said. "Both of you. I just love having two cocks at the same time."
John was laughing when he saw the shocked look on Mboni's face, but they all hurried back to their campsite where Mary was quickly given her wish, Mboni's cock in her pussy and John's in her mouth. They traded places a few times before they came, both of the men finishing in Mary's eagerly sucking mouth as she gulped down their cum.
"Maybe you'll come visit us in Nkopola one day," John suggested.
"Yes, that would be nice," Mary agreed. "We could do this again."
"I'd like that," Mboni replied.
They packed up their gear and loaded the scooter and sidecar, waving as they drove away, leaving Mboni shaking his head at the craziness of white people.
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"I can barely walk," Harriet complained as they staggered home after meeting a new couple at Chabwera and Teleza's home, the third evening in a row.
"He did seem to be taking his time," James said with a chuckle. "And I don't blame him. That pussy of yours, sometimes I never want to stop, it feels so good."
"Well, this pussy of mine has never had such a variety of experiences like it has lately," Harriet said.
"The Lord works in mysterious ways, it would seem," James said.
"You're not complaining, are you?" Harriet asked.
"Not at all," James replied. "These people seem to use sex the way we use prayer; a way of getting closer to God. Anything that brings me closer to God, I'm all for it."
"You never say anything about what it's like to fuck these other women," Harriet observed.
"It's great," James replied. "You know how much I love to fuck. They've all had very talented pussies, almost as talented as yours."
"Hah!" Harriet snorted.
"I'll compare as soon as we get home," James said with a laugh, "unless you'll let me do it right here, against that wall."
"You wouldn't dare!" Harriet said, laughing.
"I definitely would," James assured her. "It's all I can think about right now, eating your pussy and then fucking you."
"My, my, what has gotten into you?" Harriet asked.
"Seeing you with those big, black cocks," James answered. "It is unbelievably erotic. Turns me on to no end."
"So you say," Harriet said.
"Look, if anything about any of this bothers you, we can stop it right now," James said. "I mean it. We can take more traditional measures to get to know these people, win their trust. But if you like this way of doing things..."
"I feel terrible saying it, but this is a lot more fun than those traditional measures," Harriet replied after a moment.
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"Mom! Dad!" Mary exclaimed when they came in the kitchen door.
"Mary!" Harriet said, hugging her towel-clad daughter. "What's this?" she asked, indicating the towels that they were both wearing in lieu of clothes.
"We couldn't wait for a shower when we got home," Mary explained.
"How was it?" James asked, hugging his daughter.
"Fantastic!" Mary replied, her eyes glowing. "I've never seen so many birds before."
"No problems?" Harriet asked.
"No, it was a piece of cake," John replied. "Found the place easy enough. I'm looking forward to going back again. But we got up before dawn this morning to get sunrise shots of the bird flocks coming awake."
"You must be beat," Harriet observed.
"I can't wait for a bed with a pillow," John admitted.
"Me, too," Mary agreed.
"Well, I look forward to seeing the pictures when you have them ready," James said.
"Meeting more prospective converts again?" John asked.
"Yes," Harriet replied, her cheeks coloring slightly.
"You've become such social butterflies," Mary said with a smile.
"It is different," James said. "But it's also fun. We're enjoying it."
"Well, I'm off to bed," John said, getting to his feet and making sure his towel was firmly secured around his waist.
"Me, too," Mary said.
"Well, we'll talk tomorrow," Harriet said.
"Night," Mary said, kissing each of them on the cheek.
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"James, hello," Steve Bishop's voice greeted him when he answered the phone after John and Mary had gone to bed. "Is Harriet with you?"
"Hi, Steve," James responded. "Yes, she is. Why?" he asked, motioning Harriet over so that she could listen with him.
"I've been having meetings with each of the missions," Steve explained. "We've had discussions about how to better integrate our operations. But in order to do this, we'd each need to know more about each other's situations and we only really have perfunctory knowledge right now. None of us really knows anything about the nuts and bolts of everyday life in anyone else's mission."
"Well, for us that's certainly true," James said. "We're getting on our feet nicely, but we haven't really had time to think about anything but Nkopola."
"And quite rightly," Steve replied. "What little we've heard about Nkopola since your arrival is nothing short of spectacular. We're all very pleased that we found you and Harriet."
"That's nice to hear," James said, enjoying the smile on Harriet's face when she heard this.
"We've tentatively come up with an idea and I wanted to run it by the two of you," Steve said.
"Go on, we're listening," James replied.
"We propose that every two months one person from each mission should go to another mission for a one- or two-week period," Steve explained. "That way within a year or two, we should all have a good idea of exactly what each mission is doing, what challenges it faces, what help the rest of us can offer."
"Well, that certainly makes sense," James replied.
"If we do it this way, no one mission will be shorthanded," Steve continued. "Each mission would still have a couple leading it."
"Well, I know I'd hate to lose Harriet even for a day," James said, "but I guess we'd manage. One or two weeks, you say?"
"Yes," Steve replied. "We're all still undecided on that particular point. I'm hoping you'd have some input for us."
"Well, putting my personal feelings aside, even with what little we know about Nkopola already, I can't imagine anyone getting a total grasp of the situation in just a week," James said.
"I'm of the same mind," Steve responded. "Rhumpi is too complex, for example. It would take a week just to get oriented, much less grasp the totality of the challenges that we face."
"And we don't really know enough about Nkopola ourselves yet," James said. "We're starting to make inroads with the general populace, but that's slow, slogging work, family by family."
"Here, we're in between two totally different geographical and tribal areas, the Vwaza Wildlife Reserve and Nyika National Park," Steve said. "This could easily be two missions for the challenges with which we are confronted. Would you and Harriet be willing to try this if we can all agree?"
"Of course," James replied after seeing Harriet nod her head. "In our minds, it's all one big mission anyway. It's a small planet after all."
"That it is," Steve replied with a chuckle. "I understand that you and Harriet are now Ngoni; is that correct?"
James froze, his eyes seeking out and locking with Harriet's now wide eyes.
"Y-yes, that is correct," James replied slowly, an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"I want to congratulate you on that," Steve said. "It's a serious accomplishment. It took some of us years before we became Ngoni."
"You became Ngoni?" James asked slowly, a feeling of shock coursing through his body.
"We are all Ngoni," Steve replied. "Some of us are also Chewa, Tumbuka, Yao, Tonga, and Longwe."
"I'm floored," James said honestly. "We've been concerned..."
"I totally understand," Steve interrupted. "I think that was true for all of us. But I imagine that you, like us, came to realize that getting close to God and helping others to find God, hopefully through Christ, is what our mission is all about."
"That's almost exactly what we've discussed," James replied, breathing a sigh of relief as he felt Harriet sag against him.
"The Catholics have their communion," Steve said. "I'll take Malawian ways any day."
"We said pretty much the same thing not an hour ago," James said, laughing now.
"If you think that becoming Ngoni challenged you, wait until you get the opportunity to become Tumbuka," Steve said with a laugh. "I won't say any more other than to say that that will prove the most challenging thing that you will ever undergo in your lives. Tell me, did you enjoy the Ngoni ceremony of acceptance? Was there anything about it that was uncomfortable for either of you?"
"Well, other than wondering about reconciling what we had been taught with what was happening, I'd have to say no," James replied. "It is one of the most memorable experiences of our lives."
"As well it should be," Steve said. "Tell me about your community outreach," he encouraged.
"Well, we have to give Chabwera and Teleza the credit there," James replied. "Each evening they invite us and a different couple to their home for a social evening."
"Friendship ceremony?" Steve asked.
"Uh, yes," James replied.
"How do you like the Friendship ceremony?" Steve asked.
"Well, we just got back from one," James replied, temporizing. "We were discussing just that."
"Great way to create bonds of trust with people," Steve said. "Do you enjoy it?"
"We're almost ashamed to say that we do," James replied, glancing at Harriet and seeing her cheeks flush.
"Nothing to be ashamed of at all," Steve assured him. "We always look forward to them."
"This is all so new to us," James said. "We're still struggling with the differences in mores with the West."
"Of course you are," Steve replied. "There's a lot of brainwashing to fight through. But if your hearts are in the right places, you'll be fine and better people and Christians for it."
"You have no idea how good it is to hear you say that," James said, breathing a sigh of relief. "I feel twinges of guilt because I enjoy..."
"Watching Harriet?" Steve finished for him with a laugh. "I don't know which one of us likes watching the other more, me or Sara," Steve said.
"I have to admit that it's almost disconcerting to hear you speaking like this, so relaxed about it all," James said. "It's almost as though you're talking about getting a drink of water, you're so casual."
"That's because we totally accept it and thoroughly enjoy it," Steve replied. "For us, it's become that getting a drink of water. It's just part of the life and life is to be celebrated, enjoyed, reveled in. Suffering is for fools and those living in darkness. We feel as though we are living in the light more than we ever felt possible this side of passing over."
"Now, for us it was far easier," Steve continued. "We're both the children of missionaries. I was raised here. Even though I was exposed to the West's indoctrination and interpretations, I'm about as Malawian as they come.""We're worried about the children," James said. "We don't know what we'd do if they found out."
"You'd be surprised by your children," Steve said. "Greg and Susan can't stop raving about what wonderful people they are. Apparently, Charlene was disconsolate when they left. Give them their wings, let them see and learn Malawi. They'll end up shocking you, I'd imagine."
"Is Bruce aware that you and Sara..." James asked.
"He is," Steve replied. "Bruce was born here, though we sent him back to the States for his education. There was no strangeness when he learned about it. If anything, it's made our family bond that much stronger. He has often attended Friendship ceremonies with us. He has deep friendships with all of the tribes. His best friends are tribal."
"Really!" James gasped. "He-he's seen you and Sara in Friendship ceremonies?" he asked, feeling Harriet trembling against his arm and shoulder.
"Many times," Steve repeated.
"I don't recall ever being so blown away," James said after a pause. "Not in my life. You've got to realize how new all of this is to us. We're still struggling with right/wrong issues, though neither of us is inclined to not go along with local customs. We do enjoy it," he said, sliding a hand up the inside of Harriet's leg, all the way up until his fingers encountered her sopping, panty-less pussy.
"Harriet, you're listening in?" Steve asked.
"Y-yes," Harriet replied, suppressing a moan as James began to rub between her pussy lips.
"How do you feel about all of this?" Steve asked.
"I'd agree with what James said," Harriet replied, biting her lip when she felt a couple of James' fingers slip up into her pussy.
"How do you feel about the rotation idea for the missions?" Steve asked.
"I like it," Harriet replied, squeezing her thighs together and shuddering as an orgasm wracked her body as James withdrew his fingers from her pussy and stuck them in his mouth to suck on. "I don't see a downside to it."
"I'm glad to hear you say that," Steve said. "Oh, Bruce would kill me if I forgot. He heard how much John and Mary enjoyed Chipita, so he wants to invite them to visit so that he and Masozi can show them the Nyika National Park and the Vwaza Marsh Wildlife Refuge. Masozi is a Ranger and I doubt that there are two people in Malawi that know more about either of those places than the two of them. They'd certainly see all sorts of wildlife and birds."
"I'm sure they're going to jump at the chance," James said. "They just got back from a short camping trip to Lake Malombe to photograph the birds."
"If they liked Lake Malombe, they're going to love Nyika and Vwaza," Steve said. "Anyway, put it to them, see what you come up with. They're going to want at least a week, I'd think. Two weeks would probably be ideal. Both places are incredible. I love being able to get away. I never miss a chance to go camping in either of them."
"We'll tell them in the morning at breakfast," James promised.
"Then I'll say good-night," Steve said. "Enjoy your evening."
"Good-night, Steve," James and Harriet said at the same time.
"They let their son watch," Harriet breathed, her cheeks flushed.
"It's a lot to take in," James agreed, "but like he said, it's not new to them; it's a natural part of life that they feel absolutely no shame about."
"Do you think that we'll ever become like that?" Harriet asked.
"Only if we're lucky," James replied with a grin, taking her by the hand. "Let's go work on it," he said, leading her giggling up the stairs to their bedroom where he pushed her onto the bed, diving between her legs to fasten his mouth on her sopping pussy, eating her to several orgasms before getting to his knees and filling her pussy with his cock.
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"Hell, yes!" John erupted when the offer to visit Rhumpi was explained the next morning at breakfast. "How about it?" he asked, turning to Mary.
"You couldn't pay me to miss it," Mary insisted. "We can go?" she asked, looking pleadingly at her parents.
"I don't see why not," James replied. "It wasn't a casual offer. He went to some lengths to sell the idea."
"That's because you made us come back from Chipita too soon," Mary admonished, waving a finger at him. "We were having a great time and we weren't in the way."
"We know," Harriet said. "But we didn't want to take undue advantage so soon after arriving. Now we know better. In fact, there's an idea being floated about having each of the missions rotate one person every couple of months to another mission for a week or two so that we all have a working familiarity with each of the missions."
"That's a great idea," John said. "Makes a lot of sense."
"When can we go visit the Bishops?" Mary asked.
"I'll talk with Steve tonight after we get back," James promised. "We need to get to the school now."
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"Enjoy your dinner," Teleza said as she and Chabwera prepared to leave after serving the dinner.
"Thank you, Teleza," Harriet said, smiling at the ebony woman. "We'll see you in a couple of hours."
"Chabwera," James said, getting to his feet and accompanying them outside, "would it be inappropriate to bring a camera to these meetings?"
"I understand," Chabwera said, smiling. "They are memories to be preserved and then savored again at another time. Nobody will be bothered by a camera," he assured him.
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"Harriet, have you seen the camera?" James asked after dinner that evening.
He had talked to Steve Bishop and everything was agreed for John and Mary to go visit the next day. They were in their rooms, gathering what they wanted to take for an extended visit, having extracted a promise from their parents that they'd trust them to come back when they were ready.
"I thought it was on that hall table," Harriet said as she joined him in their bedroom to dress for their visit to Chabwera and Teleza's.
"You okay?" James asked as she stepped out of her clothes and cupped her naked breasts, pinching her own hard nipples.
"I'm just a little worried about the children," Harriet replied, tugging on her nipples until she gasped, then released them, smiling sheepishly at John.
"Looking forward to this evening?" he asked as he pulled on a pair of trousers and a short-sleeved shirt.
"Actually, yes," Harriet replied, then laughed as she reached for a skirt and fastened it around her waist, no panties, then pulled a t-shirt on over her naked breasts, her hard, ruby nipples poking obviously through the material.
"Ah, there it is," James said, picking up the camera from the hall table as they left.
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"God, I couldn't wait for them to leave," Mary said as she burst into John's room, stripping her clothes until she arrived in front of him stark naked. "Well!" she said, stamping her foot and reaching for his pants.
"You get it out of your system?" John asked half an hour later after Mary had tried to fuck him to death before gulping down the load that he finally deposited in her hungry mouth.
"For now," she replied, licking her lips as she swallowed the last of her brother's cum.
"I need to finish packing," John said, getting to his feet, his huge cock dangling in front of him, still glistening from Mary's tender ministrations.
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"I want to see the pictures," Harriet said as they entered the kitchen after returning home.
"Upstairs," James said, taking her hand. "I'll copy them to the computer," he said, sitting down at the computer and extracting the memory card from the camera.
"You want me to do that?" Harriet asked, knowing that James' computer skills were questionable.
"Even I can copy files," James said as he opened an Explorer window.
"Those must be pictures that John and Mary took," Harriet said when she saw the files listed by date in Detail mode.
"There," James said, opening a new folder and copying the photos from that evening to it, then returned the memory card to the camera.
"Oh, my God!" Harriet gasped when she saw the first photo open on the screen, she and James with Btema and Kgari, she side by side with Kgari, all of them naked.
Slowly James clicked through the photos, Harriet standing between him and Btema, a hand wrapped around each of their hard cocks.
"Don't you want to see the videos?" James asked after clicking through the jpeg files as Harriet pulled him onto his back, then planted her sopping pussy on his mouth, leaning over to extract his cock which she sucked into her mouth.
"That is the most pornographic thing I've ever seen," Harriet gasped as she mounted James several orgasms later, her pussy clamping down on his cock as she rocked her hips back and forth.
"Watching you is the hottest thing I've ever seen," James grunted as he thrust his hips up to meet her, loving the sensations her pussy always created as it milked his cock.
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"They always fuck like crazy when they get home," Mary practically whispered to her brother as she sat on his lap facing him, her legs wrapped around his waist, all 9" of his rock-hard cock buried in her pussy.
"We had to get it from somewhere," John said, lifting her and flipping her onto her back, his cock still filling her tight pussy.
"My God!" Mary said, laughing quietly when she heard the muffled bellows of pleasure coming from their parents' room.
"You're not allowed to make noise like that," John said, pulling his cock from her pussy and pulling her up into a sitting position, filling her wide-open mouth with his glistening cock.
"Mmm," Mary gurgled as her brother's cock exploded, cum gushing onto her tongue as he began to empty his balls in her mouth, finally closing her lips on him as her mouth filled with his hot, thick cum, gulping down the first mouthful before turning her attention to thoroughly sucking him off.
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"God, I'm horny enough," Mary complained to John the next morning as they gathered their things, hearing their parents' once again having fun through the thin walls.
"Well, if they're busy," John observed, "I could help you with your problem a bit. Just bend over."
"Oh!" Mary said, stamping her foot in exasperation when she heard her parents' voices as they opened the door to their room to go downstairs for breakfast.
"All packed?" John asked when John and Mary descended for breakfast, bags in hand.
"Yes," Mary replied, her eyes darting from her father to her mother and back again.
"I hate it that you'll be gone for so long," Harriet said, cinching her housecoat more firmly.
"Look at it this way," John said as he sat down for breakfast. "You've got a lot on your plates. Not having to worry about taking care of us will give you more time, for each other, for example," he said, seeing out of the corner of his eye Mary's eyes bugging out as she tried not to burst into laughter.
"It's not that we worry about taking care of you," Harriet responded, a bit more color in her cheeks, "it's just that we're so used to you always being here. We know that it's getting closer to that flying from the nest time, but it's hard to break old habits."
"Thanks, mom," Mary said, leaning over to hug her mother. "But we'll be fine."
The bus ride to Mzuzu was familiar, but there they changed buses for the final 50km to Rhumpi, where Steve, Sara, and Bruce were all waiting for them when the bus arrived. There were handshakes and hugs all around and then they piled into the Bishop's Range Rover for the short ride to their home, right next to the junction of the Rhumpi River which flowed down from the Nyika Plateau from the north and the Lunyina River which flows across and then down from the Nyika Plateau, coming more from the northeast.
"What a magical setting," Mary said after standing silently and watching and listening to the two rivers merging.
"It's best at sunset from the other side," Bruce said. "The colors that dance on the spray can be pretty amazing and you also get the mountains in the background."
"I can't wait to see it all," Mary said.
"Does it flow year round?" John asked.
"Never stops," Bruce assured him. "During the rainy season, the craziest of the crazy float the river with inner tubes."
"Are you one of the craziest of the crazy?" Mary asked, smiling at him.
"When I tube the river, I'd have to say yes," Bruce replied with a big smile.
The house was a sprawling ranch type with a large, open kitchen just inside the front door from which everything else radiated. There was a large living area directly in front of the kitchen which had a counter/breakfast bar to differentiate the space and also to provide a quick and easy place to eat. The living area was a horseshoe of three large sofas with a large, hand-carved, low, wood coffee table in the middle. The open part of the 'U' faced a wall of glass which faced the Rhumpi River just above where it joined the Lunyina. Both rivers were surrounded by fields of tobacco, corn, and tomato, while the rivers themselves were overgrown along their banks with huge stands of mango, papaya, and banana trees.
On either side of the living area were two bedrooms, each facing the river with a broad, screened porch that ran the width of the house, connecting everything. Steve and Sara had their bedroom to the left, while Bruce's was to the right.
"If you'd be more comfortable with side-by-side bedrooms, it's not a problem for Bruce to move over to our side of the house," Sara assured them. "But truth be told, we usually throw our mattresses out on the porch to sleep."
"It's not a problem," Mary replied. "I'll take the bedroom next to yours so that the boys can be together," she said, everyone laughing.
"So, what do you know of that you want to see?" Steve asked after they had dropped their things in their rooms and then gathered in the living area, bowls of fresh fruit on the low table.
"I want to see everything," Mary replied. "It's all new and I just can't get enough. John's the photographer."
"Well, we've got birds like crazy, not to mention serious wildlife, including elephants, water buffalo, and hippopotamus," Bruce said. "Even leopards and lions if you're lucky. It depends upon how hard you want to work," he added. "There can be a lot of hard hiking to get to the best stuff."
"You know how to find the best stuff?" John asked.
"Pretty much, though Masozi and Penjani know it better," Bruce replied. "They're both Rangers. They've taught me most of what I know."
"I want to see what nobody else sees," John said.
"This is going to be fun," Bruce said with a smile. "The Vwaza Marsh Wildlife Reserve is lowland, very wet and humid. But the birds are there, plus hippos in Lake Kazuni. There are very few roads. Up at Nyika National Park is where we can see the bigger wildlife, even cats. It's much less humid, easier going. We can access more of it by car."
"How about it, you up for getting tired and dirty?" John asked Mary with a grin.
"I suppose I could carry you," Bruce said, his eyes twinkling.
"When I get tired, I'll remind you of that," Mary retorted. "We've at least got to try. But do you want to do this? Sounds to me like you've done it a lot."
"I never get tired of it," Bruce replied. "I'll probably end up officially joining the Rangers one day myself."
"Well, show them around here for the first day or two," Sara suggested. "Tomorrow's Thursday, market day. You'll want to see that."
"We loved the market in Chipita," Mary said.
"This is similar, but bigger," Steve said.
"I'm sure you're hungry," Sara said. "You should take them down to the river for the sunset while I get some food ready."
"That sounds good to me," John said.
"Come on, then," Bruce said, getting to his feet.
Bruce led them through a banana- and papaya-planted field to where the Rhumpi River snaked by on its way to meet the Lunyina River.
"There are hundreds of little places," Bruce explained. "I've got my favorite, gives a good western view for the sunset and still open enough for some sun."
"I like this place," Mary said when they stopped after a minute of walking. "Those trees are nice. You don't have to be in the sun."
"Are you swimmers?" Bruce asked.
"Sure, but we don't have..." John replied.
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