“This is beautiful and delicious,” Susan said, her face turning red as she reached for her wine glass. “And it is a bit spicy,” she said, gulping the wine down.
“Maybe you’d better leave the chilis out from now on,” Zach said, seeing the sweat beading Susan’s head, “or serve them on the side. I like spicy food.”
“So do I,” Krista said.
“I think that I’ll just make do with the fruit salad,” Susan said, smiling as Mariatu refilled her wine glass. “It is very delicious, though, until my taste buds melted.”
For the first time since Chet had been unrolled from the carpet, they ate a meal and laughed, enjoying the moment and each other’s company, their problems for the moment forgotten as they drank two of the bottles of wine.
“I want to go to the beach now,” Krista said when they finished, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Poor Zach,” Susan said, seeing his expression.
“In all honesty, I’m totally curious as to what you’re going to do and how,” Zach said. “The end result is inevitable, it’s how you get there that’s amusing to me. I mean, why don’t you just go out there and lay on your backs in the sand with your legs spread? That’ll make it real easy.”
“Oh, Zach, you have no imagination,” Krista laughed. “We don’t want just anyone, we want the ones. Just think of how hot and bothered you’re going to get watching us, knowing that when we get back here, we’re all yours, all wound up and ready to go.”
“Oh, Krista, you are terribly cruel sometimes,” Susan laughed. “What are you going to wear, or are you?”
“I’m going to wear a towel,” Krista declared. “That way I’m not as obvious as I would be with our bikinis or nothing and it will give me something to sit or lay on when I want.”
“This is going to be something else,” Zach chuckled as he changed into his baggies.
When they walked down to the beach, there were far fewer people. Many must have gone at lunchtime, some for the day, others for a break like themselves, and were only now just returning, along with those who were making their first foray to the beach for the day.
“I’m going to lag back so that I can watch the show without impeding it,” Zach informed them, letting them get 20′ ahead of him as they all casually strolled down the beach, more than half of the lower beach already given back to the incoming tide, forcing everyone up onto the higher part.
Krista led the way to the left, hand in hand with Susan, their towels wrapped around them just above their breasts and coming down to their mid-thighs. The men who were not already offering companionship, and that was most of them, swarmed Krista and Susan like flies, gleaming bright smiles in friendly faces offering companionship.
“I feel like we’re window shopping,” Susan said to Krista after they had gone almost a kilometer and the people were beginning to thin out.
“That’s exactly what we’re doing,” Krista said, stopping. “We’ve checked out the goods and so have they; now it’s time to make a deal.”
“My, you are amazingly brazen at times,” Susan laughed. “Please don’t ever stop. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to do what I really want to do deep down inside.”
“Such as?” Krista asked as they turned and slowly ambled back the way they had come, stopping to smile at Zach as he squatted right where the incoming tide was washing up.
“You surprised me,” he said, standing up and saving Susan the need to answer Krista’s question.
“Really? How?” Krista asked.
“I didn’t think you’d get 100 yards before you got laid,” Zach replied.
“Oh, Zach, as good as you are, and you are really, really good, you still know nothing about women other than how to please them,” Krista said, caressing his cheek and leaning forward to kiss him. “How we think is just beyond you.”
“Thank god,” Zach said, laughing. “Men are from Mars, women are from Venus.”
“One thing I’ll admit,” Susan said as she and Krista strolled on past Zach. “My pussy is so wet. My thighs are slippery. All of these gorgeous black cocks,” she sighed. “That’s one of those things that I mentioned. I’d be out and I’d see a man, usually a black man, and the only thing I could think was that I wanted his cock, right then and there. This would happen to me in the most inconvenient places and the thought always made me wet, to the point that if anyone had really been looking, they would have seen.”
“That’s not unusual, Susan,” Krista laughed. “That happens to me all the time. You have no idea how much control I have to exert at times not to make a total slut of myself.”
“Beautiful ladies,” a finely muscled young man of approximately 5’10” said in a rich voice as he approached, stopping in front of them and crossing his arms across his broad chest, a huge ebony cock hanging down between his legs, 8-10 other young men behind him. “You shop but you do not buy. Is the selection not to your satisfaction? Do you see nothing that you desire?”
“I do now,” Krista replied, overtly eyeing his cock, then looking up to see the proud smile on his face. “What about my friend?”
“Kekoi!” he said in a raised voice and one of the young men behind him stepped forward, his cock impressive, but not as big.
“Only one of you for each of us?” Krista said in a sad voice.
“Benjamin, Gorra,” he said, and two more of the young men stepped forward. “I am Ajuma.”
“I am Krista and my friend is Susan,” Krista said, smiling at him. “This is our first time in The Gambia. We have only just arrived this morning. The customs are not as they are back in our country. We are trying to learn, to better fit in.”
“Then please allow me to be your guide to The Gambia,” Ajuma said, standing tall. “Companionship is not just this,” he said, hefting his huge cock. “I, we all know our country and its ways,” he said, sweeping his hand around in an arc to encompass everyone. “We know that we are only really known to the outside world because of our big cocks and our skill at using them, but there is more to us than that.”
“I’m more than happy to learn,” Krista said, taking his hand, “but I also want lots of big cock, okay?”
“Yes, okay!” Ajuma replied, his face glowing with happiness.
“Will you walk with us?” Krista asked.
“Of course,” Ajuma replied, Benjamin falling in on her other side, while Susan was bracketed by Kekoi and Gorra. “You and Susan are much younger than the women that we usually see here, and far more beautiful. Did you come because you had heard about our big cocks?”
“Not at all,” Krista laughed. “Until we saw the beach this morning, we had no idea. It was an added, pleasant surprise. We’re just here for a vacation for a while.”
“How is it possible that two such beautiful women travel without men?” Ajuma asked.
“We have a man,” Krista replied. “He’s somewhere around here,” she said, turning to see Zach 20-30 feet behind them. “Zach, come,” she said, waving her hand at him.
“He is the man to both of you?” Ajuma asked as Zach approached.
“Yes,” Krista replied. “Zach, this is Ajuma and Benjamin and that’s Kekoi and Gorra.”
“Impressive cock,” Zach said as he shook hands with Ajuma.
“Thank you,” Ajuma replied. “There is none larger on this beach. It is well known.”
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Zach said as they ambled down the beach. “How did it start?”