Perverts 'R' Us

The Ritual

By Alan ( M+/m+/f, 1st, voy, fam-sex )

I had been living with this African tribe for 3 months now. I had been watching the way they lived and the rituals they still had, even in our new century. It was early September and time for the boys to become men, an age-old ritual that has been passed down from generation to generation. The boys had to track down a young girl who had been hidden, take their virginity and lose theirs. They would then bring their new wife back to the village and become a man.

The day had come and some of the men had been out hiding the girls for the boys to find. No information was given to them they had to track them down themselves. The boys were taken by the older women and painted in their traditional paint designs. I'm not sure if all the boys were virgins, though. One of them was about 17. The boy had a well-defined body and by the looks of his shorts, one large cock. The other four boys were all about 13 or 14. It seemed that the older boy had been away from the village and had just returned.

Sunrise came and the drums started the dawn of the day. The boys were lined up and spoken to by the village elder. He was telling them that he had faith in them, and that they would all come back men. As the sun rose higher, the day had started. The boys were told that they could start, but they had to be finished by sun set.

The boys ran off in different directions, and no one gave them any help. The elder boy walked around the edge of the village, looking for clues and tracks. All of a sudden he found something, and as we watched were he was running he was off.

I decided to follow him to see how he did and I knew it would be a great story. I didn't have to hide, as he took no notice of me. We ran for about 90 minutes before he stopped and looked around.

I wondered how the others were doing. Even though they were younger, they had been brought up with tracking, unlike this boy. We came across a high ridge and he stopped to eat. I stopped with him and ate without speaking.

As he looked around something caught his eye and he was off. We covered a good distance in a short time. Among the trees I could hear something trying to get loose. It could either be the girl or an animal caught in a trap.

As we ventured through the trees, he saw the girl before me. Her arms were above her head and she had a gag to keep her quiet. From the body, I could see she was young, very young, about 11 or 12 maybe.

As he cut the rope she fell to the ground, she sat there rubbing her wrists. The boy took the rope and tied it around her waist and then secured her wrist to it. This kept her arms down at her sides, making it difficult for her to move or get away.

Her skin wasn't as dark as his and her hair wasn't as black either, it was much straighter. As she turned her around I realized it was a white girl. He took the gag out to allow her to breathe easier. I stepped forward and asked why she was there. It seemed she was traveling with her parents and she was kidnapped from her hotel last night. I said I would help her if I could. She nodded. I then asked how old she was and she told me nearly 12. She then told me her sister, who was 10, was here as well. She asked me if I knew what was happening and I said I didn't know. I lied to her. I knew what was going to happen to this lovely little girl. I was then asked if she was going to see her mum and dad soon, I nodded.

I watched as the boy dragged the girl onto her feet and without undoing her buttons, ripping her shirt off. She was wearing a training bra, which he cut off with the sharp knife he carried. He looked at her small tits and hardening nipples. He said something to her that she didn't understand.

She looked at me and asked what he said. I told her that he thought she was very attractive, which was more or less true. What he did say was that he thought her nipples would look nice pierced.

She was wearing shorts, which he pulled down over her hips. He lifted a foot then the other to remove the shorts. The girl started to cry and scream. He slapped her face, telling her to be quiet. The girl looked at me for help, but I just said sorry I couldn't. The boy took the leather gag and tied it behind her head to stop her noise. She struggled as he looked at the cotton panties she wore.

The boy gripped her hair and pulled her over to a low branch and pushed her up to it. He took some thin string from his pouch and tied it around the base of her tits, leaving a long length hanging. He now took another and tied a noose and put it around her neck.

He bent her over the branch and tied the noose to a small tree in front of her. If she lifted up she would strangle herself. The tit string was tied tight to a secure place under her. She couldn't move up either.

Her tits were tied around the base, making her nipples even harder. Next he used the rope to spread her legs and tie them in place. As she was secure, he stepped back and looked at her.

Lovely small tits being stretched were a horny sight; even I was getting too hard for my trousers. The boy was openly stroking his cock.

He stripped off and his large, heavy cock came into view. Even I gasped and he looked at me and smiled. It was so large for such a young guy. He laughed at me when he saw I was taking photos of the girl, getting between her legs and getting a photo of her hanging tits. The best photo was of the girl looking back through her legs as I focused on her nipples. She looked so scared. It didn't worry me as I was so excited at the predicament she was in.

The boy walked to her head and lifted it until she could see his cock. He held it close to her and smeared the pre-cum over her face.

He then walked behind her and I was sure she knew he was going to fuck her. He bent down and pulled her panties to one side, exposing her hairless cunt lips. As he sucked, her clit popped out from behind its hood.

I carried on taking photos. With her panties still in place, he pulled them until they were lodged over her round, pert arse. He slid his cock along her cunt slit until the head entered her virgin hole. As the head popped in her held her hips and fed it in slowly. He kept the pressure up until he hit her hymen. He pulled out and slammed back up her.

The girl wanted to scream and all I could hear was a moan through the gag. He held onto her hips and fucked his virgin bride-to-be. The girl went limp I think she fainted with the pain of his large cock and the whole experience of being fucked in the wild.

Blood was smeared on his cock as it slid in and out. Before he came, he pulled out and bent down and sucked her clit again. A different moan was coming from the girl now. He brought the girl close to her first orgasm, but held her there without letting her cum.

As his finger played with her clit, he slipped his cock back up her. She was lost to the new feeling. Then without losing touch of her clit, he fed his cock up her arse. As she realized what he was doing, he played with her clit hard and she came.

I was between their legs taking photos as she shook. I could see his cock pump in and out and her juice seep out of her cunt, but it was the pressure she was putting on her tits that was so sexy. They were being stretched to far. It must have hurt if she realized.

He fucked her arse until he tensed and came in her. He pulled out and sat back and admired his handiwork. He knew he was a man of the tribe now.

As I carried on taking photos of his softening cock and the girl still tied in place he said to me that I could fuck her if I wanted. In his own language I asked if he was sure and he nodded.

I dropped my shorts and my cock, which is half as big as his, sprang out ready. I gripped her hips and fed my cock up her. I fucked her hard and fast, not worrying if I hurt her or not. I knew she was looking between her legs and knowing it was me fucking her.

After I came, I pulled out wiped my cock on her panties, which were still on her, and tucked myself away.

She was released and arms were secured around her waist again. There was no need for her to dress as she was pulled along by the thin string attached to her tits. The piece of string around her neck hung loose.

The new man walked her into the village to a loud cheer from his elders. The girl stood in front of him. Very dirty, tits still tied and wearing her dusty cotton panties.

What looked like the boy's father came over and spoke to him, hugged him around the shoulder and asked him something I couldn't hear.

The boy nodded and the old man walked up to the girl and pulled her cotton panties to one side and slid his finger into her cunt. He pulled out with her juices dripping off the end. He lifted his finger to his lips and sucked it. He held her panties to one side and shouted to his brothers that she had a lovely hairless cunt. They all smiled.

The women took her off to a hut. Her gag was removed and a tit bangle was fitted. They pulled her nipples through the middle then past a pin through her nipple to hold the bangle in place. Her hair was braided and belly button pierced.

A long time later the next day, the girl was led out of the hut. She looked absolutely wonderful, her cotton panties were replaced with the traditional wear of the tribe. As the wind lifted the edge I could see she had a clit ring fitted with a thin gold chain hanging from it.

She looked over to me and asked if I knew where her younger sister was. I pointed over to where she was sitting with her man. He looked about 13 and she was even younger. I knew she had been fucked by the boy, but she looked OK. Again she was wearing a similar dress as her sister. A tear came to her eye when she knew she had been fucked and pierced as well.

In the morning the husband fucked his wife again In front of the family and then the rest of the men had their time with them. I hoped the young girl was going to be OK. Some of the men had very large cocks which could do some damage to her. The older sister should be OK.

I told the village leader that they were sisters. He nodded and said they will be together after the families had been with them. Families? I would call that a family gangbang with the number of men who were going to fuck them.

The girls are still with the tribe and I have fucked the younger one as well. God she is not very good, which makes it even sexier for me. You have to tell her what to do all the time. It's like fucking her for the first time every time.

They are both speaking the language now. They seem to be happy. Another white girl was brought to the village, but she disappeared after one day.