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I had thought that this account of what similarily occured in Nigeria
over 25 years ago would spark some debate from the readers in this
venue. I was apparently wrong. It is probably a waste of time to
introduce stories based on other events during that era so I shall not.
Perhaps "Groups" is not the place to air out opinions.
Sincerely,
Jonothan
Jonothan wrote:
> White Daughters Africanized
> Part 2
>
> As previously revealed, Dana was Africanized that first night during
> the four day retreat at Niga Falls near the more famous Owu Falls.
> During my conversation with Hart and his daughter, Candy, it became
> even more eerie to hear what had happened with her that first night and
> how Candy had lost her innocence to black African lust. Although Dana
> was more inviting as to her seduction, Candy was raped into submission
> more forcibly by black African cock and it scarred her mind for years
> to come.
>
> >From my notes and recordings with Candy I wrote the following sequence
> of events that occurred during that first day at the retreat along with
> their initial arrival to Africa.
>
> Candy was the second oldest teen of the Hart children and definitely
> the apple of her father's eye. She was a small girl only 4'11"
> tall and weighed barely 98 pounds. Her sister Dana, a college
> sophmore, was light honey blonde but Candy was almost white blonde and
> she wore her hair in two flowing ponytails. Her eyes were almost
> turquoise and she had a few light freckles on her cheeks.
>
> It was only three months ago when she arrived in Nigeria with her
> mother, sisters and brother. Although all were stunning in appearance
> it was Candy that drew many of the stares from the black Africans in
> the air terminal. Although just fresh out of high school she looked
> even younger and was such a contrast to the culture that she had
> stepped into.
>
> Little did she know that many of those stares had a hidden African lust
> behind them causing many of the black men's cocks to harden just
> looking at this beautiful little girl. She was certainly a prize catch
> for any black man, especially rich Africans who would pay handsomely
> for a chance to spread her virgin legs.
>
> As stated previously in the first story Hart and his wife left the
> campground heading for home after the dinner. Dana and Candy as were
> the twins were escorted to their respective lodgings. Candy and her
> sister Dana were assigned to tents about 350 meters from the pavilion
> where their luggage had already been placed for them. Candy was in a
> tent about 40 meters from her sister's tent but further away. She
> was so excited in that this was the first time she had been camping
> since her membership in Girl Scouts.
>
> After reading the brochures and making her bed she changed clothes and
> eagerly went to find her sister but Dana was not there. She then
> briskly walked along the lamp lighted path to join in the opening
> festivities.
>
> The program was vibrating with the dances, drums and music. Candy had
> never seen something so exciting as this especially without her parents
> present. There was so much excitement in the African dances. It
> lasted until around 9:30 at night and afterwards the young ladies were
> joined by personal counselors and invited to learn African dance steps
> and moves. All the counselors were black and ranged from 20 to 45
> years of age.
>
> These white daughters of ex-pats were naïve as to the actual format of
> this retreat. It was advertised as an introduction to African culture
> but the deep hardened truth was that most of these African men came
> from well to do families that paid Nigeria's ruler handsomely for a
> chance to perhaps rut with young white girls.
>
> A number of the girls became tired after the show and chose to return
> to their lodgings but Candy wanted to experience the dance lessons and
> to see if she could find her sister.
>
> "Miss Candy I presume," a strong voice announced from behind her.
> Candy turned was shocked at what seemed like a black giant to her. "I
> am Afolabi of Zulu descent and have been assigned as your personal
> counselor." Afolabi was 6'8" tall, lean and muscular with blue-
> black skin. Although 44 yrs old he was well conditioned. Candy seemed
> like a dwarf to this tall African and it was intimidating. "Do not
> let my size frighten you little blonde princess. I will take good care
> of you and this retreat will be of utmost joy to you."
>
> Afolabi was saying nice things while his mind was thinking otherwise.
> He had never seen such a thing of beauty. Her beautiful face, shapely
> small body, white blonde hair along with being young and innocent.
> With his giant frame looking down on her she appeared to him almost a
> child. The horrid truth is that in most African countries there is no
> underage law upheld and the taking of pre-teen girls is a delicacy.
> This African was fantasizing that thought about Candy.
>
> Candy was unaware that prior to this event, files and photos of all the
> white families invited to this retreat had been reviewed by notable
> Africans and there was a secret bidding held to assign counselors to
> certain daughters and sons invited to camp. Afolabi personally paid
> handsomely for this luscious white prize and intended to get his
> money's worth with or without her consent.
>
> The African dance class was soon over and was followed by a regular
> dance format of disco and slow dancing. After several fast beat
> dances, music to a slow dance came on and Afolabi took Candy's hands
> and pulled her to him. Candy had never danced with a black man let
> alone close and touching one. Feeling his arms slide around her back
> and waist then pressing her against him made her nervous. He was so
> tall that the top of her head barely reached his chest. As she looked
> up she noticed that his dark eyes were affixed on her and seemed to
> hypnotize her.
>
> "Mr. Afolabi, please do not hold me this close. My father would not
> approve and I feel uncomfortable doing this." "Relax little girl,
> this is just part of your introduction to bonding with African culture
> and there is no harm intended," Afolabi replied.
>
> His words seemed assuring until Candy began to feel a hardening in the
> African's crotch area against her chest. My God, she thought. This
> man is becoming sexually aroused and behind his white shorts something
> black and big is rubbing against my chest. This can't be happening.
> Please, no.
>
> He held her tight as his black cock was almost bursting out of his
> shorts. The more Candy squirmed the more she felt it throbbing between
> her breasts. The African then reached under her arms lifting her up
> and again held her close while they danced as Candy grew even more
> frightened.
>
> Candy struggled and pushed the African away as she regained her footing
> ending the dance. "I apologize Mr. Afolabi, but I'm tired and also
> feel uneasy about this. Besides, I need to find my sisters and see if
> they are okay."
>
> "I mean no harm girl. If you are referring to the bulge in my
> shorts, that's only natural and in Africa it is a compliment, not a
> threat. You have much to learn about our ways and culture. Go then
> and I will see you for the next activity." Little did Candy know
> what he meant by the "next activity."
>
> It was late into the night as the full moon helped the lamplights glow
> on the path leading to her tent. Not halfway there she heard the moans
> of a girl coming from a counselor's hutch. Curiously, she approached
> the hutch and peeked inside. Shockingly, she saw the small head of a
> very young British girl gasping as a black African man held her hands
> behind her back with one hand while the other hand was on her behind.
> Her skirt up to her waist and her blouse open, she was lying on her
> side pressed against him as he was trying to penetrate her. "Please,
> no, don't do this to me," she pleaded. "I'm a good girl and my
> father would kill you for forcing yourself on me. This is not why I
> came to this retreat....please, stop." "Shut up white girl, your
> father is not here and you're going to spread those legs and le me
> have my way with you.. I paid much money to be your counselor and you
> are mine for the next three days. If you refuse to open your legs I
> will use your pretty little mouth but you might choke on a cock this
> size."
>
> She was crying and pleading but the black African would have no part in
> her refusing him. He pressed harder and his black cock pushed her legs
> apart and with a sudden hump pushed into her vagina. "Oh my, oh my,
> it hurts....pleaseeee, no," she moaned. The African then placed his
> hand over her mouth as he began to slowly stroke his black manhood into
> her. Her head bobbled up and down as her cries were muffled and tears
> flowed down her cheeks. Candy was horrified. She had never seen a
> couple having sex let alone such a young white girl being raped by a
> jet- black thrusting African.
>
> After only minutes the African rolled over on top of the girl and his
> black buttocks was in full bore. Her cries became moans as her hands
> and arms tried in vain to push him away. The young girl's small
> white legs were raised in the air and quivered as she unexpectedly
> surrendered an orgasm. Then, the black African began violently shaking
> as he spewed his load of jism into her belly. He released his hand
> from her mouth and she made no more sounds. Her eyes were glossy and
> her virginity was no more. She was Africanized and would be impaled on
> hard black African cock for the next three days. Candy was shocked at
> what she saw. This poor girl raped into submission. Nervously, she
> left, hopefully finding her sister.
>
> Candy rushed to her sister's tent. Only 30 meters from it she again
> heard moans. "Oh, my gosh, Dana is in trouble," she thought.
> Candy lightly pulled the tent flap back and she became even more
> horrified. There was her sister, Dana, between two thrusting Africans.
> One was penetrating her vagina and the other beginning to penetrate her
> butt. Yet Dana was clutching her counselor's back and neck and
> kissing him as she moaned....uhhh, uhhh, oh, oh. oh, awh, awh, fuck me,
> fuck me....ohhhh. Candy, just moments before saw her first black
> seduction but now she was witnessing a white woman in the clutch of and
> being impaled by two very black Africans. More horrid, this was her
> SISTER. And, Dana seemed to be enjoying it.
>
> Candy did not know what to do at this point. Perhaps she needed to
> find a phone and call her parents to get them out of this place. Yet
> the pavilion was closed and she did not know where to find a phone.
> Frightened and unsure what to do she sought the security of her tent
> and after entering she tied the flaps shut and lay down on the bed.
> This fun trip had turned into a nightmare, she thought.
>
> It was midnight and after a short cry Candy was very tired and soon
> fell asleep. An hour later a voice spoke, "Miss Candy, are you
> okay." Suddenly awakened, Candy answered, "who is it?" "It is
> your counselor, Afolabi. I come to make sure you are secure and safe.
> May I enter?" Candy was perplexed, not knowing what to do so she got
> up and went to the tent front. "I'm okay but scared Mr. Afolabi.
> Please, leave me alone so I can get some rest."
>
> "Miss Candy, I sense you are concerned about certain things you may
> have seen but I need to speak with you and explain so you can feel
> secure. Besides, I have something that will make you feel at ease and
> rest better tonight," he insisted. Candy thought, yea I bet. "No,
> only a few minutes of your time Miss Candy and I will leave," the
> African promised..
>
> Candy untied the flaps of the tent knowing it was probably futile being
> only in a tent. Afolabi entered but he only had on his white shorts
> with no shirt. He also was adorned with an African necklace and
> bracelets on his right arm. More strikingly, he had a beautiful gold
> Rolex worn tightly on his left wrist that shined and reflected in the
> lamplight. Candy, for some reason, had always thought that Rolexes
> were sexy but never had touched one.
>
> Afolabi being 6'8" tall was bent over trying not to hit his head on
> the tent top. "Miss Candy, please join me in enjoying an African
> herb that will relax you and make you rest easy through the night."
> "What is it," she replied. "It is called Jambi and is used for
> medicinal care and relaxation in our country." Afolabi lit up the
> rolled like cigarette and inhaled it. Candy had never smoked, much
> less smoked things like pot and was very hesitant to partake.
> "Please, do not worry Miss Candy. This is harmless and very relished
> by people of our country," Afolabi insisted.
>
> "Okay, if I do smoke some of it will you leave me to get some
> sleep?" Candy replied. "Yes girl, I am only doing this to help you
> relax," replied Afolabi.
>
> Candy took the joint and inhaled it. After abruptly coughing she again
> inhaled it and tasted the sweet aroma. Afolabi then inhaled it again
> as he passed it back to her. After several times of inhaling the smoke
> Candy felt a sudden calm and felt more at ease with the situation.
>
> Being in a strange place and at the moment alone with a giant black
> African was intimidating to say the least but after a few minutes those
> fears began to fade away. She had tried to push those sights of the
> young British girl being raped and her sister being ravaged by two
> Africans out of her mind but it was still bothering her. Yet, this was
> Candy's first independent chance to appear as if she was old enough
> to be responsible and not just a small girl.
>
> As she began to feel high and relaxed, Candy asked if she could touch
> his Rolex watch. Afolabi extended his hand to her while placing his
> other hand on her shoulder. The touch of his watch felt cool and
> somewhat exciting to her for some reason as she rubbed the crystal face
> along with his black hand. Afolabi was pleased that she was more
> relaxed. "Miss Candy, this tent is so small to my frame. Let us go
> outside and walk over to the waterfall so I can stretch my legs if you
> will. I will then explain to you why some things occur in this
> retreat.
>
> Candy was feeling more high by now and the thought of walking through
> the bush with a black African no longer seemed to concern her. She was
> enjoying the freedom, the high and now strangely the excitement of
> being with a real man who was seemingly was guarding her from peril.
> Yes, he was big, he was black but his voice was caring. Surely this
> African would respect her she thought. Yes, she was naïve.
>
> By the waterfall there was a large trunk tree on a grassy knoll where
> it seemed so serene and the tall African led Candy to the base of the
> tree. She was mesmerized by the beauty of the full moon night along
> with the flowing waterfall. Afolabi knew that the effects of the herb
> he had given her would grow even stronger. For him, the herb made his
> lust for this little girl intensify so that again his long stiffened
> black cock was almost peaking out from the top of his shorts. Tia was
> unaware of that as she had never been high like this and was just
> innocently enjoying the serene night and sounds along with the full
> moon.
>
> As Candy gazed at the waterfall the tall African was behind her and
> draped an arm over her shoulder and the other around her waist. Again,
> as at the dance, she felt his hardening manhood rub against her but she
> was high and almost hypnotized by the moment. She glanced at the shine
> of his Rolex as his hand slowly slid back up to her neck slightly
> touching her breast. His deep melodic voice was soothing as he told her
> of his homeland and how they wanted to bond with people of other races
> and cultures. He made her feel like a woman in that he invited her
> response and listened to her views.
> Afolabi began humming a tribal tune as he softly held her shoulders
> swaying her slowly.
>
> "You are so lovely, my blonde princess." How do you feel?" "I
> feel strange yet mesmerized by the beauty of the small waterfall and
> the cool night air," she replied. The tall African could no longer
> contain himself. He slowly slid his hand into her blouse lightly
> fondling her breast. Candy calmly protested, "no, please don't. I
> want to just enjoy being out here," she nervously spoke. "And
> indeed you will my little girl. Just pretend you are a white maiden
> held captive by a black African warrior. You will soon feel joys that
> you would have never imagined."
>
> She felt his arms holding her tighter and the warm breath on her
> shoulder as he exhaled. Then, Afolabi told her to close her eyes and
> just stand there listening to the sounds of the night as he released
> her. Candy stood at the base of the tree with her eyes closed and
> forgot about the outside world while she slowly swayed in the cool
> African breeze.
>
> Again, slowly the African's gold adorned arm slid over her shoulder
> as the other held her hip. She felt him press against her back but
> shockingly it was different. She abruptly turned and there was Afolabi
> completely naked with a huge black cock erect starring her in the face.
>
> "Oh my God, no. You promised to take care of me but not like
> this," she cried. You are too big and too black for an innocent
> young white girl like me to be alone with like this. Especially naked!
> Please escort me back to my tent now."
>
> "My apologies Miss Candy but as an African tribal man I have never
> seen a creature so lovely as yourself. From the moment I first met
> you, it has been my dream and desire to open those small white legs and
> fill you with my manhood. I will try and make it as bearable as
> possible until you are no longer a virgin and your juices accept my
> manhood inside you. Trust me, you will find being loved on by this
> African a feeling of much joy and sexual pleasure."
>
> "Are you crazy? Candy yelled. "I thought you were my friend and
> unlike the other Africans....I thought you respected me. Is this why
> you brought me to the falls? So you can rape me......Please, let me go.
> My sister has already been taken by you black heathens. I am just a
> young girl and do not want a black nigger man touching me. Let alone
> invading my body. I'm leaving!"
>
> Candy quickly tried to side step him and run but Afolabi grabbed her by
> the waist holding her up and pressing her against the smooth bark tree.
> Then he pulled up her skirt and began removing her panties as she
> wiggled helplessly. "Oh my gosh, please don't take my clothes
> off....no, no. Get your black nigger hand out of my panties!" she
> shouted. Her racial comment infuriated Afolabi but he smiled with his
> white ivories gleaming while his hand ripped her panties off and then
> his black fingers found her vagina, "Ow," she yelped as then two
> fingers opened her canal while she struggled with her back against the
> tree.
>
> Candy suddenly felt his black finger invasion into her and yelped.
> "No, no, don't do that....please." It was only a moment after he
> had pressed his fingers into her that he began guiding his cock between
> her legs. Her feet were dangling in the air as he held her bottom with
> one hand and her left leg with the other.
>
> All of a sudden she felt the head of his black cock find her opening
> and thrust a few inches into her. She squealed. Her hymen was now
> broken and he slowly pressed more cock into her. Pain shot through her
> but also an unexpected sexual tingling moment. She yelped out loud.
> Afolabi whispered, "Shiii, no sounds girl, there could be dangerous
> animals around and they beckon to sounds in the night. Just place your
> hands around my neck for support and don't fight me......for your own
> good.
>
> Candy was scared. Not only about wild animals but mostly about this
> wild African man beginning to deflower her. His black cock was
> pressing deeper into her and she tried to hold her self up by pulling
> on his neck but her arms were getting weak and her weight was slowly
> impaling her on his big cock. Her back rubbed against the tree as her
> head bobbled up and down. Now her womanly juices began lubricating his
> rod and he thrust deeper into her inch by inch.
>
> Thank goodness her father could not see this strange picture in the
> wild. His petite young flower being vigorously fucked by a big black
> African with her limp legs dangling above the ground while his shiny
> black buttocks rigorously humped her against the tree.
>
> Suddenly Candy felt something she had never experienced. Her body
> begin tingling and her first orgasm erupted as she foamed and slobbered
> on both sides of her mouth.....her eyes starring into the lusting eyes
> of her black conqueror as he pushed even more pulsating black cock into
> her belly.
>
> She was now completely helpless riding his manhood as he bucked up and
> down. Her weakened arms fell to her side as he tightly held her
> against the tree. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh, oh, oh, you're splitting me
> in half she cried....please no more, no more, nooooo ouuuu."
>
> Afolabi was about to explode into this little girl and his throbbing
> black cock became even more rigid. "Girl, get ready to accept my
> African jism spewing into your belly.....it's about to cum !"
> "No, please don't cum in me, please, please...no, please don't
> cum in me....I'm too young, no, no, no, nooooo," she pleaded in a
> weakened voice. Her pleas made Afolabi even more excited and he pulled
> her away from the tree and just stood in open air with his muscular
> black arms holding her frail white body as this little blonde girl was
> dangling up and down on his black cock while more than half of his 10
> inches had finally pushed into her.
>
> Her legs were shaking as they clutched his buttocks for support from
> the pain. "Oh my God....please take it out....pleaseeee. Your're
> splitting me in half....it's too big.....Oh, oh, oh, don't,
> don't, noooo....I can't take this !!! I don't want to be raped
> by a black nigger African. My father would disown me. Oh, please,
> please, nooooo. Oh my gosh, my gosh. You'r starting to spew into
> me...please No....No, No, nooooo !!"
>
> Afolabi began shaking and groaning as he began to shout, "it's
> cuming, it's cuming, you is mine now completely, here it cums, here
> it cums you white beauty...I'm filling you with my African jism....Oh
> my Lord, oh my Lord I can feel myself spewing into your body. You cums
> to Africa....Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
>
> Like a bolting shot Candy felt him blow his load into her belly and
> again she erupted in orgasm as her head tilted back and the night stars
> became blurred from being split on African cock. His cum filled her so
> that it began sliding down her legs and soon dripped from her ankles.
> This was indeed a strange sight. Here was a huge black man with a
> small white girl impaled on his black cock as she became limp, silent
> and motionless. With his black hands holding her bottom and back,
>
> Afolabi then carried her back to his hutch while his softened but still
> large cock remained buried inside her. Raped and impaled on African
> cock she had surrendered as her weakened arms again held his neck and
> her small white legs wrapped around his black waist for support.
>
> Her father would have been horrified at this sight. Seeing the apple
> of his eye impaled and pumped up and down on a throbbing jet- black
> cock while the African sucked on her lips. Her small body being
> pressed against a 6'8" muscular black African as her glossed over
> turquoise eyes succumbed to the rape of her virgin body. Then,
> straddling him for support, with his cock still inside of her, being
> hurried to the privacy of his hutch. He would be even more infuriated
> had he listened to her initial sounds of protest replaced by mixed
> moans comprised of pain and pleasure.
>
> Her father would soon see this in person after the entire family
> became Africanized. Horrifying, as it may seem, he would prosper by
> the surrender of his loved ones to African lust only to be later
> addressed.
>
>
> Candy was now Africanized and when they arrived at his hutch he laid
> her on his bed. Afolabi slid her top off, exposing her young breasts
> and stood there just admiring the young white body of this beautiful
> young blonde creature. Viciously black fucked, Candy was weak along
> with being very tired. She fell asleep. Afolabi let her sleep for
> some time as he rested and smoked some more Jambi. He sat there
> starring at this so young and petite blonde girl and as his large black
> manhood slowly began stiffening again.
>
> After smoking some more herb, Afolabi's black cock became rock hard
> again. This is what he had previously paid for but never in his
> wildest dreams imagined that such a gorgeous young white creature would
> be his.
>
> She was awakened when the naked black African laid himself on top of
> her. "Please, not again," she pleaded. "No, no, please don't
> put your black nigger dick in me again...I'm very sore and tired.
> How can I face my father?" "Hush my little white child," Afolabi
> interrupted. "Do as I tell you girl! Open those small white legs
> while I rub some jelly in you so you can take all of me, as you refer
> to as nigger dick, in your body. "Okay, now lay back on the mat.
> I'll go easy on you until your juices are flowing." Again, Candy
> was scarred as this large black man held her small legs up and guided
> his cock into her vagina. He then held her wrists above her head with
> one hand as he gazed into her wide opened eyes. His other hand held her
> rear. "Please take it out before you cum in me, please!" she
> muttered. "Girl, just lay there while I fill you with my black
> manhood. Oh, my God, Girl...you feel so tight....soooo good,
> Ahhhh."
>
> As Afolabi began to stroke, he laid his chest on her small body. No
> one could have seen this tiny girl if looking from above. This black
> African was that big. All one could see was a charcoal body as his
> black buttocks was began to move up and down while small white legs
> appeared at times as they quivered in the air.
>
> Gasping as her vagina was being stretched by his black pulsating vein
> hardened cock, her eyes opened wide when his head curled downward
> kissing and sucking on her mouth with his tongue in her throat.
> Again, his black body began shaking and then started rigorously pumping
> as his black arms griped her tight. Candy knew that he was going to
> unleash his sperm into her again but she was helpless. She could not
> move from his grip. Finally, surrendering to his lust Candy's legs
> rose and started shaking in the air as her body began jolting from a
> huge orgasm. Her legs wrapped around his black buttocks opening
> herself up. She was now giving herself to being split and raped again
> under this sweaty black African. Most of his 10" black cock was in
> her. Her arms tightly griped his black waist as she tilted her head to
> the side under his chest and starred at the lamp glow on the hut floor.
>
>
> With a sudden jolt she felt his cock swell and harden even more as the
> black African's cock erupted filling her with ounces of African cum.
> Her eyes became glossy and rolled back. Her mouth was open again as
> saliva poured from her mouth. Her arms that clutched his black
> shoulders had fallen to her side and her legs slowly slid to rest on
> the grass mat below. Tadpoles were invading her body and the remaining
> sperm poured from between her legs as the satisfied African pulled his
> black cum dripping cock from between her thighs. He slowly rolled over
> and lay beside her.
>
> Candy was truly Africanized that night. Little did she know that she
> would eventually be made a slave to black cock.....and black bred on
> African sperm. As for now, she was owned by Afolabi, but eventually
> even larger black cocks would seek her out and fill her belly with
> African spunk.
>
> The next morning, the youngest of the family, the 14 year- old blonde
> twins, Shawn and Tia, finished an early breakfast and were summoned to
> the pavilion. They were excitingly surprised to learn that they were
> chosen to be guests on an African safari. They were told that it was
> approved by their older sister, Dana....it was not. Dana and Candy
> were not aware that the twins were going to be taken on a "so
> called" safari trip. This was not even approved by their parents but
> apparently was planned by the African camp leader after a large sum of
> money had changed hands.
>
> Not surprisingly, their guides were three very black Africans along
> with a driver. Young Shawn was coaxed into the safari limo along with
> his young sister, Tia. They were innocently exited about their
> unexpected safari trip as they boarded the vehicle. The black Africans
> sat the two in different row seats. Tia, was seated in the rear seat
> behind a tinted glass barrier with an African sitting on each side
> while Shawn was placed in the second row seat with another African.
> Little did Shawn know that this black African was a pedophile and that
> this black African had never been this close to a white boy.....at
> least not until now. Neither, Shawn or his twin sister knew what
> African lust was. They had no idea as to the possible dark dangers when
> young white teens are exposed to being alone with black Africans in the
> absence of their parents..
>
> The black African's arm was draped around Shawn's shoulder while
> his rolex adorned wrist lightly rested on the boy's knee. The deep
> dark skin of the 28 year-old African was in stark contrast to the
> blonde haired, blue eyed and creamy white skin of Shawn. This young
> and naïve lad innocently thought that this black man was just being
> friendly. The African was friendly indeed, but also excited sitting
> next to such a pretty morsel as young Shawn. He was anxious in
> anticipation as the retreat gates disappeared in the rear view mirror
> and eager with excitement to make the boy's trip pleasurable to both
> of them. The bulge in the African's shorts grew increasingly as the
> ride continued.
>
> Shawn's sister, sitting in the rear seat between the two other black
> Africans, squirmed nervously as she felt separated from her brother.
> She was then shocked to see the African on her right light up a rolled
> cigarette, drag on it and pass it to the other Black on her left. The
> aroma was sweet but the smoke seemed dormant and floated inside the
> limo. After only a few minutes she felt light-headed from breathing in
> the discarded smoke
>
> . "Please roll down the window, sir. I cannot breathe properly,"
> she politely requested. "Yes, miss Tia. After another minute we
> will open the vent. Besides, you will enjoy the effects of this herb.
> Both of us will see to that." Tia, feeling strange, was puzzled by
> that comment. That is, until roaming black hands began to playfully
> touch and tease her body as the safari limo drove further into the
> African wilds.
>
> As they turned onto a dirt road headed into the game sanctuary, Shawn
> faintly heard his sister's muffled objections behind the glass
> barrier. He turned and shockingly saw a black arm tightly wrapped
> around her chest and arms while another black hand was over her mouth.
> Her back was pulled against the chest of the African while the hands of
> the other African were holding her struggling legs as his head began
> lowering. Her skirt appeared to have been pulled up. His sister's
> eyes were wide in fear and her body was squirming.
>
> Just then, The African next to Shawn, grabbed the boy's head and
> turned it away. "Do not watch them. There is no worry, they are
> only teasing with your sister," he insisted. As the African closed
> the curtains on the tinted dividing window he calmly ask, "Boy, have
> you ever been touched by a black African man?" Shawn could not
> believe what he was hearing or seeing. Then a black hand pressed him
> to lie back on the seat while the other hand began to rub his legs.
> This was not going to be just a short safari trip.
>
>
> This story, as relayed to me, was based on an actual segment of events
> that victimized a white family in Nigeria over 25 years ago. The
> detailed account of what followed during the rest of the twin's
> safari trip cannot be continued due to the ages of the two teens
> involved.
>
> Personally, I abhor it and in no way condone the sexual abuse or
> exploitation of minors. Sadly, a number of African cultures differ
> immensely on this and have no regard for minors. Black on white forced
> sexual domination as well as the reverse has been prevalent throughout
> history no matter what age the victim is. It still is today. Yes,
> there are underage victims in every country even though it is illegal.
> But worst of all, a number of countries in Africa along with India and
> several Asian countries do not police it and thereby allow this
> despicable practice to take place without prosecuting the predator.
> Hopefully, these types of atrocities may one day be eradicated but
> sadly, I tend to think not.