Chapter 12
Suleen was shocked to find that she was far from devoid of sexual feeling after having enjoyed the climax of her life. She guessed it was because of that powder the old woman had massaged into her pussy and her back passage, but whatever the reason the amazing fact was undeniable: she was still horny.
She watched Korrel's keeper attach his leash back to his collar and then lead him away, and she seriously thought of calling out to the keeper and trying to get him to let her and his human fucking engine enjoy another bout together. But she kept quiet after all, if reluctantly. She didn't want to give the impression she was a pervert or anything like that ... and she had to have some modesty.
She heard the old woman going through the throes of another climax. Turning, she saw that the woman was finally dismounting from her father's lap.
She heard the highly erotic sound of her father's cock sliding out of the woman's vagina. Feeling a tingling sensation growing in her clitoris, she waited tensely for the woman to get out of the way of what she wanted to see.
"Ooh, Daddy," she murmured, very softly, her eyes devouring his cock.
In her judgment it was a beautiful penis; and it certainly was a nice-sized one. She was somewhat shocked to see it so slimy and so red all over; but that old woman had been fucking her father for such a long time, the look of the jutting organ was understandable.
Oh, the tingle in her clitoris was growing stronger. She was so horny she was in urgent need of some help to satisfy herself-and she knew just who she wanted to get that help from.
She crept a yard or so closer to her father and then turned around and got on her hands and knees, with her head lowered to her forearms. "Daddy, help me," she called to Hammersmith, who had watched her every move. "Look how red and swollen I am at my thing and in my behind. I itch and burn and burn and feel all tingly. Please help me, Daddy."
Hammersmith's eyes burned into her slit and the little crater of her anus. His baby was still in heat! Her clitoris was poking out strongly from between the lips of her pussy. It looked as hard as his cock, and what startled him most was the size of the thing: it was almost as big as one of his thumbs.
And just look at the raw wound at the opening to her rectum ... She'd suffered such a reaming by that animal's cock that her anus was still not back to normal size. It was blood-colored, and it seemed to sag a little there between her buttocks. The poor sphincter had been made so loose that Hammersmith would've been able to see right into her rectum if a tiny light had been inside her.
Hammersmith felt his cock twitching urgently. He had to get it into his daughter before long or he'd have a nervous breakdown or something.
He looked around for Mbowe and sighted him slouching against the chamber wall some six or seven yards off to the right "Mbowe," he called.
Mbowe appeared not to hear him.
"Mbowe!" he called again, louder.
Mbowe raised his head and looked over at Hammersmith. "Yes, Bwana?" he muttered half-heartedly.
"I want you to ask the chief something for me. What's got into you, anyway?"
Mbowe trotted over and smiled down at Hammersmith. "Ribana gimme blow job," he said. Laughing, he added, "Take a lot out of me."
"Ribana? You mean one of those two Uwele girls?"
Mbowe nodded. "Ribana and Pipiwa. Chiefs wives."
"Chiefs wives?" Hammersmith yelped. "Then why in the world are they running around behaving like whores, for Chrissake?"
"Chief very fine man ... very generous," Mbowe said, and shrugged.
"Are you crazy? After the way he locked up my friends and my family and me, and-"
"Just to be sure you give spirits of gorilla man to Taniwi," Mbowe explained.
Hammersmith gaped up at Mbowe and wondered if he knew what he was talking about. "Well, ask the fine, generous man if I can ... uh ... do something to comfort my daughter."
Mbowe grinned lewdly and then spoke for a few moments with the chief.
"Anything you want," he told Hammersmith presently. "I knew it before I ask. I told you chief in fine man."
Hammersmith paid no attention to Mbowe's comments. As soon as he'd heard those first three magic words, he'd stopped even listening and moved right into action.
He fitted himself snugly over Suleen and guided the glans of his violently throbbing erection to the bruised and swollen entrance to her cunt hole. "Does this help?" he asked.
"Ooh, Da-"
"And this?" he asked, thrusting deep into her all at once.
"Ooh, Daddy, Daddy, yes! It's good! I want it! Fuck me long and fast and-aah! Aah! Aah! Daddy!"
He was already pistoning his dick into her at a fairly quick pace, and he was thrilled to feel the walls of her vagina fluttering about the ecstatic cylinder.
Wanting to demonstrate to his daughter that he knew a trick or two no halfwit in an animal costume knew, he tugged the cheeks of her ass well apart and wedged the tips of his index fingers through her anus. After yanking the tips of his index fingers as far apart as he could just inside her rectum-to make her anus present a reasonably large opening into her-he was ready.
He whipped his dick all the way out of her pussy and immediately fucked it deep into her bowels. Then it came all the way out of her a second time and he plunged it back into her pussy.
He fumbled several times during a minute or two of "practice", but soon he was smoothly fucking her by turns in both her pussy and her rectum.
Mbowe had been talking with the chief again, and now he had a message for the Hammersmiths, the Castaines, and the Landarrs. Grinning so broadly nearly all his sparkling white teeth were put on display, he announced, "Chief say all free to go now, but he say all welcome to accept his hospitality as long as you want."
Only Castaine was idle at the moment and so was able to respond at any length. "We're certainly not going to rush off," he said, returning Mbowe's happy grin. "Why don't you tell the chief I'm interested in that special powder his wives used?"
"Oh, baby, I'm coming!" Hammersmith gasped just then, and stilled his cock hilt-deep in Suleen's pussy.
He was still squirting gobs of semen into her when she gasped in turn, "Daddy, I am too!"
After withdrawing his sopping-wet penis from heir pussy, Hammersmith struggled to his feet and walked shakily to the massive stone chair in which the chief was still sitting.
He smiled down at the chief and shook hands with him, though it was plain from the look on the chiefs face that he didn't have any idea what the gesture meant.
It doesn't really matter if he understands, Hammersmith thought. He's the man who gave me my daughter, and whafs important is that I know it and that I'm grateful.
Noticing that Castaine was now getting a blow job from Ribana, Hammersmith walked over and grinned at him. "Enjoying the hospitality?" he asked.
"Sure am. I always did enjoy hospitality. And I say take advantage of it when ft's offered. We can always see about getting those runaway porters back and getting the safari started up again in a week ... or two
Hammersmith went back to his daughter. Gazing down on her diminutive adolescent figure, he thought, Anyway, really getting to know my baby is more important than any safari, and this has turned out to be a perfect place to get to know her.
He was about to settle down beside her when he heard Rosalie give out an especially loud groan. Looking across to where Rosalie lay on her back, he saw Elaine roll off her only to be replaced immediately by one of the Uwele guards.
Rosalie wants to take the chief up too, then, on his offer of hospitality, he mused. And isn't it just like a woman to vote with her back?