The two day trip into Luangwa National Park would have been uneventful had it not been for all the hot passion experienced inside the motorhome. Due to the soaring temperatures the girls were topless most of the time, and completely naked when relaxing on the double-bed at the back. This proved to be most distracting whilst driving without glancing up into the rear view mirror.
Ria purposely performed her yoga routines on her back, offering maximum exposure to her glorious pussy. My arousal was a foregone conclusion, and Mara noticed this as well.
I was only wearing a pair of rugby shorts. She leaned over my back, rubbing her bountiful boobs into my ears, neck and shoulders. Her hands moved onto my nipples and chest, making their way down to my tummy. It was not long before she was into my shorts and eased them down.
My dick shot out, grateful to be released, and her hands started stroking my shaft and fondling my balls. Precum droplets soon appeared and Mara eased herself around, giving her mouth unobstructed access to my throbbing cock.
The road was long and narrow and therefore slow. This added distraction was not helping either. She continued. She teased with her tongue all around the rim, down my shaft, onto my balls. Her gorgeous lips mouthed eagerly and hungrily. How she managed to burrow in there whilst I remained seated was a huge surprise.
The rear view mirror revealed Ria still spread-eagled, pleasuring herself and smiling at us.
Mara’s lips enfolded my pouting head and sucked harder with every bounce. Her hand moved under my balls and squeezed in unison. I could not concentrate. The road blurred ahead. I was out of control.
“Ooh!" I groaned, “Oooh, I’m cumming!”
My load exploded. It was hard and shot deep into her mouth, followed by a few smaller ones. She sucked even harder. She gulped and swallowed again. She took a huge gasp of air and continued sucking like a hungry baby. She licked up every droplet, ensuring that none of my love juices had spilt. She ensured that nothing had leaked down around my balls.
She looked up at me, smiled contentedly, pulled up my shorts, and said, “Thank you Ryan, I needed that!”
During all this I had slowed down to a crawl and was now obstructing other traffic. At this rate it would take us three days to get there, I thought.
Fortunately the girls behaved for the rest of the trip after unashamedly expressing their passion throughout the night at the roadside camp. Little sleep was actually achieved.
We arrived at our L.N.P. campsite late the following afternoon, set up camp, and decided on an early start game-viewing the following morning.
We were hoping, by leaving at dawn, to be spoilt with at least a cat (lion,leopard,cheetah) sighting. Antelope (Springbok) were plentiful, as were zebra, giraffe, and wildebeest.
Mara could not get over how dainty and pretty the little antelope were.
“Why do only a few have horns?” she asked
“They are the males” I replied.
“But there are so few with so many females”
“Yes, that’s right and they cover them all,” I said winking at her.
“What do you mean, ‘cover’?”
“They fuck them all, Mara!”
The girls shrieked and cried out in unison, “Lucky guys!”
“Would you like to be a male antelope, Ryan?” Ria enquired.
“No! I want to be a lion.”
“Why?”
“Wait and see!”
The monkeys were the next to display their sexual prowess. A troup was playing on the road, amusing the occupants of a few cars on either side. A few females and their babies walked up to the front of a car, stood up on their hind legs and started removing insects from the grill. A male came along, stood up and exposed his masculine prowess.
Ria could not contain her excitement. “Look Ryan, it’s just like yours!”
She blushed. Mara cracked up, and I tried to look pan-faced.
“Mine is much bigger than that!” I cried out indignantly, and we all collapsed with laughter.
A bit further on a male baboon added to the girls’ excitement. He sat on a rock opposite us, and started scratching his pubic area vigorously and exposed all.
Again Ria did not disappoint us. “Look, he’s pleasuring himself!” she shouted, “and that’s more your size, Ryan," she teased. The baboon looked up at us in total disgust, hopped off his seat, and walked away as though he’d understood every word.
The more wildlife we saw the more aroused these young ladies seemed to become.
That night sitting around the campfire Ria expressed her true self once again.
“Oh this is such fun, I did not think that these animals could be so interesting!”
She got up, pulled me out of my seat, whisked off my shorts and sucked me into an instant hard-on. She turned around, bent over pantyless, and exclaimed;
“Ryan, please do this the wild way, I’ve never had it done that way before!”
We all shrieked, but I managed not to disappoint her. It was one of the most satisfying “doggy-style” experiences I’ve ever had. It seemed so right, so natural, so free, in the wild, in the warmth of a glowing camp fire enhanced by all the animal sounds near and far away.
The next day ushered in its own experiences and besides enjoying the variety of wild life available the ladies seemed to focus on gestation periods and the birth size of the calves.
They were astounded that a Rhino took a year and three months to produce a 40kg baby and an elephant almost two years to produce a 120kg calf.
“How do they do it, Ryan?” Ria asked.
“Just like your mummy told you, Ria!” I retorted.
“No, I mean...”
“Just like we did it last night!”
That evening, after serving sundowners I announced that I had a surprise for the girls but they would have to take turns each evening.
Mara was an eager volunteer and rushed off to shower whilst I prepared and Ria started dinner.
I changed, only wearing my white tracksuit pants.
