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"We don't either," Bruce said with a laugh. "Is that okay?" he asked, looking towards Mary.

"I don't mind," Mary said. "I prefer it, actually," she said, pulling her t-shirt off over her head, her hard, ruby-tipped nipples standing out on her full, freckled C-cup breasts.

Before either Bruce or John could react, Mary had stepped out of her shorts and sank into the water of the slowly flowing river.

"It feels good," she sighed, turning to look at them. "Aren't you coming in?" she asked, standing with a smile on her face, the water dripping from her hard nipples as they undressed.

"This is really different from the lake," John said as he sat down and lay back, feeling the water flowing across his body.

"The lake was a lot colder," Mary said, sitting next to him, their hips touching, leaning back on her hands as the droplets of water on her freckled breasts sparkled in the waning sunlight.

"Lake Malawi is really deep," Bruce explained, squatting down next to them.

"Lake Malombe was cold, too," Mary said, her eyes lingering on Bruce's cock as it dangled between his legs as he squatted next to her, the head almost touching the water.

"Same story, though not quite as deep," Bruce said, sitting down in the river. "The Shire River drains it, runs down by Liwonde National Park. That's a great place to see," he added.

"This really is a great place to watch the sunset," Mary said, facing west, seeing the mountains rising up behind the town, the sky turning first a soft orange, then a deeper red, until finally there was a purple and magenta sky fading to deep blue and violet and the only sounds were some insects chirping and the sound of the river softly gurgling as it trickled over and past them.

"Dinner's probably ready," Bruce said when the first stars became visible, getting to his feet. "Shall we?" he asked, offering Mary a hand.

"Thank you," she said, feeling her face flush as she reacted to his cock coming within six inches of it as she got to her feet. Not as big as John's, it looked nice to her. Her cheeks were flaming as she pulled her clothes on because of the thought that ran through her head; how long was it going to take before she got to suck and fuck Bruce's cock.

"How was it?" Steve asked when they returned, the table set and overflowing with food.

"Perfect," Mary sighed. "What a perfect way to end the day."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Sara, you can cook," John sighed after finishing his third full plate of food.

"Sara's cooking is half the reason we're so successful here," Steve said.

"How do you like Malawi so far?" Sara asked.

"I like it a lot," John replied. "I've never been anywhere where everyone is pleasant, friendly like they are here."

"The people are so relaxed about basic things in life that people in the West are so uptight about," Mary said. "They seem much happier, even though they're much poorer and live much more difficult and simple lives."

"Friendship and tribal affiliations are the foundations and bedrock of Malawi," Steve said. "They're all from somewhere else. They've fought wars against each other. Then Livingstone came, introduced them to Christ, who they accepted along with anything else they happened to believe in. They're an agrarian people, 80% attached to the land in some fashion. That makes for good people, people who know what's real and what's not, what's important and what's not."

"Someone is always offering to help," John said.

"Does the relaxed nudity bother you?" Sara asked.

"I have to plead the fifth on this one," John said with a laugh.

"Why?" Bruce asked.

"John got in trouble in school one year for circulating a petition calling for all students to only wear shorts and shoes, no shirts," Mary replied with a laugh.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," John said, smiling ruefully.

"Do you still feel that way?" Sara asked, a twinkle in her eyes.

"I thought it was strange at first," Mary said, rescuing John whose face was flushed. "It didn't bother me, but it was strange. To visit someone in their home and people were in every stage of dress or undress. And the beach. It was a bit weird at first with John, but now it's no big deal. It's sort of liberating in a way."

"The Malawian people don't even understand the concept of being ashamed or embarrassed by the human body," Sara said. "Or its functions. To them the body is the temporary temple of the soul, to be used to get as close to God as possible before moving on to the next stage."

"I guess it's contagious," Mary said. "The Nances were unlike any people I've ever met. I learned a lot from them, especially Charlene."

"Charlene has a Malawian soul," Bruce declared. "We've known each other since we were kids. I think of her like a sister."

"Give it time," Steve said. "You've only been here a couple of months."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Want to join us for some ktang?" John asked, sticking his head into Mary's room from the porch after they had all pitched in to help clean up the dinner mess.

"Yeah!" Mary replied with a big smile. "I could use some," she said, following her brother down the porch to where he and Bruce had both pulled their mattresses out onto the porch.

"So, you like ktang?" Bruce asked as he produced a bottle.

"We've learned to like it," John said, taking the bottle and gulping down a big swig. "Tastes like shit, but it sure is effective."

"You'll learn to love the taste," Bruce assured him as he passed the bottle to Mary.

"Oh, that tastes so awful, it's good," Mary said after taking a big swallow.

Down the porch they heard Steve and Sara laughing as they pulled their mattress out onto the porch.

"Do you really usually sleep out here?" Mary asked, sitting cross-legged, her t-shirt hiked up around her hips.

"If there's a breeze, it's going to be out here," Bruce explained. "It's more like sleeping outdoors without having to worry about animals and insects."

The bottle continued to pass from one to the next as they sat in companionable silence, listening to the night sounds and the soft susurrations of the river as it continued its timeless, unabated flow.

Down at the other end of the porch, they heard some laughter. Looking, Mary could make out Steve on top of Sara, her legs up on his shoulders as he fucked her.

"You don't worry about privacy?" Mary asked.

"There's always inside if you want privacy," Bruce said with a shrug. "I'll be right back," he said, getting to his feet and disappearing into his room.

"How are you doing?" John asked Mary, seeing how she was looking without looking down the porch to where Steve and Sara were fucking.

"Good," Mary replied. "The ktang really helped."

"What about?" John asked, flicking his head in Bruce's direction.

"No bad feelings," Mary replied sotto voce. "He's deep, though. There's more to him than meets the eye. Is it going to bother you if I..."

"You mean when you?" John asked, laughing.

"Here we are," Bruce said as he reappeared, sitting down and dropping another bottle of ktang between them, as well as a finely carved wood box.

"Weed!" John said when the smell hit him as Bruce opened the box.

"You like?" Bruce asked as he began to roll a spliff.

"Yeah," John replied. "I hadn't smoked it in a long time until we visited Charlene. Drug testing in the sports programs at school."

"It goes well with ktang," Mary said, taking a slug off the bottle before handing it to John.

"Doesn't everything?" Bruce asked with a laugh. "Here you go," he said when he finished rolling the spliff, offering it to John.

"Mmm, tasty," John said after lighting it and taking a big hit, then another before passing it to Mary.

"That's just what I need, a nice smoke," Sara said as she approached, wearing only an abbreviated sarong-type of wrap that tied on one hip and barely came down to her upper thighs, really just a token of material so that she wasn't entirely nude. Her B-cup breasts were bare with small, pale pink nipples. "Mind if I join you?" she asked as she sank down to sit cross-legged next to Bruce, facing John and Mary.

"Of course not," Mary replied automatically, knowing that John was just as able to see Sara's spread, glistening pussy as she was.

"A smoke is perfect right now," she said, accepting the spliff from Mary. "Do your parents smoke or know that you do?" Sara asked after taking a big hit.

"Not that I know," Mary replied. "If they do smoke, they're really good at hiding it."

"How do you think they'd react to finding out that you smoke?" Sara asked, taking another hit and then offering it to John.

"Probably the usual, then total acceptance with a warning to be careful," Mary replied, at which John burst out laughing.

"That's perfect, Mary," he said, "though I'd bet they'd really like it if they don't already."

"Why do you say that?" Sara asked, reaching forward for the bottle of ktang.

"I just think deep down inside, they're fun people," John said. "They control it, trying to set a good example for us, but it's hard to miss."

"I've seen mom after a bit too much wine," Mary said. "She's pretty funny."

The bottle of ktang circled, as did the spliff. Another spliff was rolled and Mary found herself drifting off. At one point she sort of woke up, thought she saw Bruce with his face between his mother's legs, then passed out again, not waking up until the sun came streaming in in the morning, Bruce and John sprawled on the mattresses nearby, Sara nowhere to be seen.

Staggering to her feet, Mary decided to make her way down to the river to soak her head. Just as she was opening the screen door to the porch, she heard Bruce's voice.

"Want some company?" he asked.

"Sure," Mary replied. "I'm going down to the river."

"I figured that," Bruce replied, getting to his feet. "Head hurt?" he asked as they made the 2-minute walk to the river.

"No, but it's a bit foggy," Mary admitted.

"This will definitely make you feel better," Bruce said, dropping his shorts when they arrived at his spot and sinking into the cool river water.

"We definitely have nothing like this in Nkopola," Mary said, arching her back and stretching with her arms over her head after stripping, not noticing the way Bruce's eyes carefully examined her as he licked his lips.

"I can't imagine living anywhere else," Bruce said as Mary sat in the river next to him, leaning back on her elbows, the tips of her hard, ruby nipples just breaking the surface of the running water.

"I told you this would be where they were," Sara's voice said as she appeared not a minute later, followed by John. "This is the best place to start the day and I don't do it often enough anymore," she said, untying the small sarong-type thing that was tied around her waist and walking into the river.

Mary found it impossible not to notice Sara's long, pale, almost translucent, pink pussy lips when she bent over to splash water onto her face before sitting down, the pale nipples on her breasts knurling into knots as the river's cool water slid over them. She had to bring her hand to her face when she saw the looks on Sara's and Bruce's faces when John stripped, his huge cock dangling in front of him as he walked into the river and sat down between herself and Sara.

"Tonight's our weekly Thursday market," Sara informed them. "People come from all over the area with agricultural and textile goods. It's a very colorful market and a great place to eat some truly local food."

"We went to the Chipita market," Mary said. "Is it like that?"

"Yes, only bigger and more textiles," Bruce replied. "The further north you go from here, the more totally agricultural it gets."

"What are your plans today?" Sara asked. "I have to go soon and help Steve at the mission."

"I thought I'd take them to Bolero so that they could see how the whole valley lays out, then up the escarpment to see it from that point of view," Bruce replied.

"Can we watch the sunset from the river again?" Mary asked.

"Definitely," Bruce replied.

"Then we'll meet the three of you at the house after sunset and go to the market together," Sara said as she stood up.

When John turned his head to look at her, directly in front of him only a foot away were Sara's long pussy lips hanging down and gaping slightly open, droplets of water dripping from them into the river. Mary saw this and her eyes immediately moved to her brother's cock, which was predictably growing, rapidly.

Either Sara didn't notice or she chose not to show that she noticed as she walked out of the river, bending over to pick up her wisp of material, once more giving everyone a good eyeful of spreading pussy and rosebud before she walked off down the trail towards the house.

"Uh, don't worry about that," Bruce said, his eyes on John's now full-sized cock. "She has that effect on most people. I'm not immune, either," he said, kneeling up to show that his cock, too, was half hard.

"Your mother is remarkably relaxed about herself," Mary observed, her eyes on Bruce's cock on her right, then flicking to John's on her left.

"Mom and dad are totally Malawian in their attitudes towards the body and sex," Bruce explained. "They never hid it from me. I've seen them having sex since as long as I have memories."

"Yet the sight of your mother's pussy turned you on?" Mary asked.

"Damn, Mary, only a dead man wouldn't be turned on by a pussy like that," John exploded.

"I've heard that said about her, too," Bruce said, a big smile on his face. "I've even heard men say that they can die now after a Friendship ceremony."

"Friendship ceremony?" Mary asked.

"You don't know what that is?" Bruce asked, his eyes wide in surprise.

"We've heard our parents mention it, but not really," John replied.

"I think the best way to explain a Friendship ceremony is to take you to one," Bruce said slowly. "Mom and dad have one or two a week, so it won't be long. Telling you would really ruin it in a way."

"Now my curiosity is really piqued," Mary said.

"Ready for some sightseeing?" Bruce asked.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"I preferred the view from Bolero looking back east towards Rhumpi," John replied in answer to Steve's question as they walked into town for the market that evening. "It just felt more impressive with that rift declivity right in the middle of the valley floor. I think I got some great shots of it."

"I agree," Mary said. "The escarpment view is greater, but the view from Bolero is more awe-inspiring. I'm glad I got to see them both."

"Do you like spicy food?" Sara asked.

"I do," John replied.

"A bit, but not too much," Mary answered.

"This is one of our favorite places to eat," Sara said, stopping in front of one of the ubiquitous food stalls in the market, "but it's a bit on the spicy side."

"Let's give it a try," John said. "We can always drink more beer if it's too spicy."

The meal was served in a big bowl, a lamb stew with potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic, and several other vegetables and spices that were unfamiliar. One thing was certain, though, it was mind-blowingly delicious. Two 16oz beers each later and a couple of bottles of ktang between them and they were all sated and feeling no pain.

"That's the best not-home-cooked meal I've had yet," John said as they resumed a leisurely stroll through the market after eating.

"You can find that kind of cooking from here south to the border," Bruce explained. "This is where the great central plain starts. North of here the food's not quite as exciting. Mozambique is the spiciest food in the region with Zambia being the most moderate. Northern Malawi cooking is influenced by Zambia to a large degree, and northern Malawi starts right here at the escarpment we were on today."

"You really know this place, don't you?" John asked.

"I try to," Bruce replied. "I can't even explain it, but sometimes I feel like I'm going to just explode. I get these overwhelming feelings of joy, or love, for and about Malawi. I always hated having to go back to the States for school."

"Wow, I think that's great," Mary said, nodding inside as she remembered her words to her brother about hidden depths. "I'm still in the totally blown away phase."

"Me, too," Bruce said.

"Hey, didn't they have a tent like that in Chipita?" Mary asked, indicating the larger tent set back from the road.

"Looks like it, doesn't it?" John agreed.

"You know that tent?" Bruce asked.

"Well, does it have a sort of see-thru wall running down the middle, men on one side, women on the other?" John asked.

"You went in?" Steve asked.

"With Greg," John replied, nodding.

"And you?" Sara asked, smiling at Mary's suddenly flushed cheeks.

"Charlene took me in," Mary almost croaked, feeling as though her face was flaming.

"Not Susan?" Sara asked.

"She was already there," Mary said.

"What did you think of it?" Sara asked.

"I was amazed," Mary replied. "I'd never imagined anything like that."

"Did you enjoy it?" Sara asked. "Would you want to see it again?"

"Oh! I-I-I..." Mary stammered.

"I'd be happy to go with you," Sara said, taking her arm. "It's the best part of the market, after all."

"How did you like it?" Steve asked John.

"Pretty strange, but pretty cool at the same time," John replied. "I don't get the wall in the middle, though. I mean, you can see perfectly everything on the other side. Why bother with the wall?"

"So that people can pretend," Sara replied. "The partition is all about plausible deniability. No harm, no foul."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"There are a lot more people here," John observed, seeing more than a dozen facing the partition and another dozen or so milling around, drinking beer and ktang, smoking spliffs.

"Let's get some drinks," Bruce suggested, leading the way to the bar in the corner and acquiring three beers and a bottle of ktang.

"Most people come here after doing their shopping and eating," Steve explained. "It's easy to be here for 2-3 hours, having a drink, talking with people that you know, taking trips to the wall."

"I don't think Nkopola has anything like this," John said.

"I guarantee you that it does," Steve said. "If there's a market, this tent is there."

"Well, I'm sure going to find out," John said, hitting the ktang and then washing it down with the beer.

"Do you prefer to spectate or also join in?" Steve asked.

"I don't mind joining in," John admitted with a grin.

"Come on," Steve said, heading for the partition. "Better spread out," he suggested. "Three white cocks all at once are going to cause a stir."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Oh, my!" Mary gasped when she and Sara entered the ladies side, only it wasn't just ladies. There were at least half a dozen men, a few of whom were on their knees at the partition sucking the cocks that were sticking through.

"The Tumbuka tribe is the predominant tribe in this area," Sara explain in a soft voice as they wandered over to the bar in the corner and got a bottle of ktang and a couple of beers. "In their culture, sex is the only thing that matters, no matter whether it's heterosexual or homosexual. There is absolutely no stigma attached to it one way or the other. In their culture, if it feels good and both parties agree, it's all good."

"Wow," Mary said, gulping from the ktang. "I've never seen..." she started to say, then her voice trailed off and her mouth dropped open.

Turning to follow where Mary's eyes were pointed, Sara saw a man on his knees holding a cum-spurting cock in both hands, directing the flow onto his extended tongue. He then closed his lips on it and sucked it down into his throat.

"I'd say that you have now," Sara said with a chuckle. "Does that bother you?" she asked.

"N-no, it doesn't bother me," Mary said. "It's just so strange to see."

"Would you like to?" Sara asked, indicating the wall with her eyes.

"Oh! Well, I, I..." Mary stammered, feeling her face flush.

"I plan on it," Sara said. "There's nothing that says that you have to. You're welcome to sit and watch, enjoy the show."

"You do this?" Mary asked.

"Every week," Sara replied with a laugh. "I can remember many a time with Susan and Charlene, sucking cocks until our jaws just couldn't do it anymore. Do you enjoy sucking cocks?" Sara asked. "There are women who don't."

"No, I do like it," Mary admitted, blushing.

"Ah, here's our chance," Sara said when there was a stir and the people were rushing towards the partition. "That must be the boys. Their white cocks will be popular. Now we can have our choice of the rest," she said, moving towards the partition.

Mary followed, butterflies in her stomach, feeling her pussy getting wet as she thought about what she was about to do. Sara stopped and dropped to her knees in front of a nice-looking ebony cock that was throbbing through the partition. Turning her head to smile at Mary as she wrapped a hand around the shaft, Mary watched as Sara extended her tongue beneath the cock, letting it slide onto her tongue and into her mouth before she wrapped her lips around the shaft and pushed forward, burying her face against the partition as she took the entire cock into her mouth.

There were two dark cocks sticking through the partition next to Sara and Mary decided on the shorter, thicker one, mostly because of the big bubble of pre-cum that she saw forming, ready to drip from the slit. She barely managed to drop to her knees and extend her tongue when it dripped. Mary followed it, jamming the sharp tip of her tongue into the slit of the ebony cock before wrapping her mouth around the head and tasting it.

Mary felt her pussy almost flowing as her excitement mounted as she sucked the ebony cock that was sticking through the partition. On either side of her, other people were doing the same, men as well as women. Looking up, her mouth filled with thick, ebony cock, Mary could easily see the middle-aged man attached to the other end of the cock.

A minute or so later, Mary heard a groan and a gurgle. Glancing to her right as she continued to suck the cock in her mouth, she saw Sara run a thickly cum-coated tongue around the head of the cock that was still spurting cum into her mouth. Shuddering, Mary felt herself cum and then the cock in her mouth began pumping hot, thick cum. She was moaning in her throat as she sucked and gulped cum, sucking it off until there was no more cum to be had before finally sitting back on her heels, gasping for breath as she continued to swallow, clearing her mouth of cum.

"The first one's always the best, I think," Sara said, licking her lips as she smiled at Mary. "Did you enjoy that? Was it good?"

"Yes," Mary replied, smiling.

"Shall we get something to drink before the next one," Sara asked, reaching out and scraping a bit of cum that had escaped from the corner of Mary's mouth onto her finger before bringing it to her own mouth to softly suck on, "or are you feeling wicked?"

"I think I'm feeling wicked," Mary replied, giggling, her face flushing.

"You're going to do fine in Malawi," Sara said, smiling as they both turned towards the partition where other ebony cocks were waiting to be serviced.

Mary had sucked off another ebony cock and was on her third when she felt lips nibbling at her ear from behind and a hand sliding down to cup her naked ass beneath her skirt.

"I see that you're enjoying yourself," Bruce whispered in her ear.

"B-B-Bruce!" Mary sputtered, keeping hold of the cock she had been sucking.

"Are you here to watch us or join us?" Sara asked, turning from the cock that she had been sucking, also her third.

"Both," Bruce replied, to which Sara laughed, turning back to continue sucking. "Come on, don't be shy," he said, giving Mary's ass a squeeze, his fingers sliding to the side just enough for him to graze her delicate, dripping pussy lips with the tips of his fingers.

Moaning as she came from the contact with his fingers on her pussy, Mary took the ebony cock back into her mouth and continued sucking on it. Bruce was gently sliding his fingers up and down between her pussy lips, just barely touching them as she continued to suck. She heard Sara slurping cum as the cock she had been sucking came, almost immediately followed by the cock she was sucking also letting loose, cum streaming into her mouth as she continued to suck the cock off, Bruce's fingers continuing their teasing journey up and down between her pussy lips.

Sara finished sucking off the cock she had been working on and turned to watch as Mary finished, smiling at her son as he watched from right behind Mary's ear.

"That was pretty hot," Bruce breathed when Mary finished and sat back gasping for breath.

Mary's eyes were glazed as she turned to look at Bruce just as he brought the fingers that had been teasing her pussy to his mouth and softly sucked on them.

"Really delicious," he said, then surprised her by leaning forward and kissing her, his tongue pushing between her lips into her mouth which was still thickly coated with the cum from the cock that she had just finished sucking.

"Wow, that was a surprise," Mary breathed when he broke the increasingly deep kiss a minute or so later.

"Hopefully a good one," Bruce said, smiling at her.

"Definitely yes," Mary replied, blushing.

"Ready for a break?" Sara asked. "I'm thirsty for something that isn't cum."

"That sounds good to me, too," Mary agreed, laughing.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Man, that was totally crazy," John said, laughing with Steve after his cock had been sucked for the second time.

"I told you they were going to go crazy for white cock," Steve told him, "especially that monster of yours. Damn!"

"I wonder if the girls are waiting for us," John mused, taking a gulp from the ktang and then washing it down with beer.

"That might be where Bruce is," Steve said. "We can check."

"I thought maybe you were going to spend the night in there," Sara said when Steve and John appeared.

"Been waiting long?" Steve asked, putting his arm around Sara's shoulders and kissing her.

"No, not really," Sara replied.

"Have fun?" Steve asked.

"You know how I love markets," Sara replied.

Mary was dying to talk with John but saw no opportunity as they slowly walked back to the house. When they got there, the others pulled their mattresses out onto the screened porch.

"Would you like some help with the mattress?" Sara asked as she and Steve dropped theirs.

"Sure, thanks," Mary replied, helping to drag it out and lay it down right next to theirs.

"You can sleep anywhere you like," Sara told her. "You don't have to sleep on this mattress. You're welcome to join us if you want to be warmer, or Bruce and John."

"Thanks," Mary said.

"I want to give you a gift, if you'll let me," Sara said, beaming a smile.

"What is it?" Mary asked.

"Come with me," Sara said, going into her bedroom, Mary trailing after.

Going over to a cardboard box, Sara picked it up and emptied it onto a chair.

"Oh! They're so beautiful," Mary said, reaching out to feel one of the many half-sarong-like wraps that Sara had been wearing the day before. A few of them were almost knee length.

"Which type would you like?" Sara asked, holding up an example of each. "Here, try them on," she suggested.

Mary quickly shrugged out of her skirt and pulled her t-shirt off over her head to stand naked in front of Sara. After sucking cocks side by side with her for an hour, she didn't feel the least bit shy or embarrassed. Taking the longer example, Mary tied it around her waist and then looked at herself in the mirror. She then tried one of the shorter ones, a soft green one, actually blushing when she saw how exposed it could leave her, yet also turned on by how sexy it looked, and felt.

"I think I like this style the best," Mary said. "Do you think it's too much."

"I guess that depends upon you," Sara replied. "If it bothers you that it exposes too much, then it's too much. This isn't something that you'd wear to town or anything, it's for around the house, your own private space. It's just enough so that you don't feel totally naked."

"What will they think?" Mary asked, obviously asking about the men.

"They'll think how incredibly delicious you look, I'd imagine," Sara replied, smiling.

"That's what Bruce said," Mary said.

"Did he?" Sara asked.

"Yes, in the tent tonight," Mary replied.

"Nothing happened in the tent tonight," Sara admonished softly. "The tent is another dimension that doesn't really exist. That's the beauty of it. Since it doesn't exist, nothing could possibly happen and nobody need ever feel uncomfortable or awkward."

"I see," Mary breathed, her eyes wide.

"Usually nobody will ever mention anything about the tent other than that they visited, if that," Sara said.

"Join us for a smoke?" Bruce said, sticking his head in the room. "Wow, nice!" he said when he saw Mary.

"Thanks," Mary replied, blushing.

"That sounds like a good idea," Sara said, pulling her t-shirt off and exchanging her skirt for the same wisp of material that she had given to Mary, only hers was a very light blue. "I'll be along. Let me check on Steve," she said.

After tossing her clothes into her room, Mary made her way down the porch a bit nervously to where John and Bruce were sprawled on their mattresses. John's eyes widened when he saw what she was wearing, but otherwise said nothing, for which she was grateful. Sitting with her back to the wall between them but almost facing Bruce, Mary quickly realized that there was no way to sit without being exposed unless she really exaggerated, which didn't make much sense in light of choosing to wear something so revealing. She tried not to think about it, but she knew that to one degree or another, Bruce had a good view of her pussy.

She shouldn't care, after all, she told herself. Not after the tent. But Sara said the tent never happened, she reminded herself. And most of all, she wanted him to see her, she realized as she accepted the bottle of ktang that he passed her, leaning back, one leg bent Indian fashion, the other foot flat on the mattress so that she could rest her elbow on her knee. She could feel the faint hint of a breeze in her spread pussy.

Passing the ktang to John, Mary accepted the spliff from Bruce that he had just rolled, smiling inside when she saw his eyes dart down to look at her pussy. She could feel her juices running down over her rosebud.

"Have you decided on any plans yet?" Sara asked when she arrived, sinking down between Bruce and John, but closer to John, her thigh almost touching his.

"We're going to do the Vwaza Marsh Wildlife Reserve first," Bruce replied. "Probably camp at Lake Kazuni for a few nights."

"That place is right out of Hollywood, it's so surreal," Sara said with a sigh. "I envy you. I wish I could get away and join you."

"It sounds magical," Mary said.

"Anyone who can get there deserves the rewards of all of the hard work it takes," Sara said. "That's why it's so special. There's no easy way to get there, so it remains natural and unspoiled. When are you going to go?"

"That depends," Bruce replied. "They don't know what a Friendship ceremony is."

"Really!" Sara exclaimed. "Don't your parents..."

"Well, they've mentioned it, but that's all," Mary said. "Not what it is or anything."

"I thought that if you were having one, they could attend," Bruce continued.

"Of course," Sara said. "Other than participating in one, attending one is the best way to learn about it. We're having one tomorrow night, in fact."

"That's perfect," Bruce said. "We can head to the Vwaza the day after that."

They finished the bottle of ktang and the spliff, just enjoying the night sounds. Sara lay back, one leg bent at the knee, her pussy with its long lips totally exposed. John relaxed onto his side, propped up on his elbow, Sara's bent leg resting against his chest.

Mary realized that she had slumped down the wall onto her elbows, her feet flat on the mattress shoulder-width apart. Bruce had rolled onto his stomach and was staring at her open pussy just a foot away from his face. Mary felt her pussy get wet and moved her feet further apart, wanly smiling at Bruce when his eyes opened in surprise and he glanced up at her.

Bruce glanced over at John and saw that he wasn't paying any attention. Slowly he inched himself forward. Mary reacted by moving her feet even further apart, her pussy spreading open now. She glanced over at John and saw that his attention was on Sara's pussy. When she could feel Bruce's breath on her pussy, he looked up at her.

Mary responded to Bruce's look by lifting her feet and bringing her knees to her chest, making the invitation clear. She was holding her breath, her mouth hanging open as she watched him slowly drag his tongue up between her spread pussy lips and then over her hypersensitive clit. John looked up when he heard his sister's soft moan when Bruce slid his tongue into her, drinking her flowing juices.

"Ahh," Sara said softly as she pushed up onto her elbows and saw what was taking place. "Does that bother you?" she asked.

"No," John replied, shaking his head as he watched Bruce eat Mary's pussy. "It's pretty hot, actually."

"Maybe you'd like to do the same?" Sara suggested as she sat up, one hand between her legs, the other sliding over John's thigh to feel his hard cock, sticking her fingers from between her legs into his mouth when he gasped in surprise.

"Mmm, yes," John said when he tasted Sara's pussy juices on the fingers she stuck into his mouth.

"Why don't you take these off," Sara suggested, tugging at his shorts. "Oh, my, that's much better," she said when she saw his fully hard cock.

Before John knew what was happening, Sara was laying on top of him, his cock in her mouth, while right in front of him her long pussy lips were gaping open. He could see the glistening pinkness of her pussy, the juices drooling from her hole, running down to drip from her fat clit onto his extended tongue as he stuck it into her, sucking on her long pussy lips, drinking her musky juices as she sucked his cock.

John was peripherally aware that Sara was taking his whole cock into her mouth, but he was so lost in eating her pussy that it almost went unnoticed. Like Charlene, Sara's pussy was made to be eaten. He loved sucking on her long pussy lips, sucking on her clit and being rewarded with another cascade of thick musky juices.

"Oh, yes," Mary sighed as Bruce crawled up her body, lifting her legs up onto his shoulders as he lowered his face to kiss her, his cock finding and sliding into her hot, tight pussy.

Sara lifted up enough that John could look down and see Bruce's cock sliding in and out of Mary's pussy. Then she moved down until she was kneeling, straddling his hips. John could see her long pussy lips hanging down, gaping apart. He thought that he was going to lose control as he watched Sara reach down beneath herself and guide the head of his cock between those long, gaping pussy lips, rubbing it back and forth a few times before placing it at the entrance to her pussy.

"Oh, man!" John gasped when he felt Sara's pussy suck his cock in as she lowered herself. He had never felt anything like it, not even Susan as Sara began to fuck him. Her pussy was like a hot, wet, living entity, gripping his cock tightly, seeming to suck it as she lifted each time.

"Here it comes," John heard Bruce gasp.

Pushing up onto his elbows as Sara continued to fuck herself on his cock, John peered past her to see Mary lowering her legs and struggling to sit up. Before she could capture Bruce's cock in her mouth, one stream of cum splashed across her nose and cheek. Mary was gulping down Bruce's cum when she glanced over to see Sara riding up and down on John's cock, John peering around her to watch as she finished sucking Bruce off.

John groaned, then leaned back on his elbows, his head thrown back as he began to pump cum into Sara's hydraulic pussy as she milked him. It was an exquisite experience and he found himself gasping at the energy it took to keep cumming so hard. When he finally finished cumming, he collapsed onto his back, breathing hard, feeling Sara's pussy continue to squeeze his cock.

"Oh, wow!" Mary gasped from her kneeling position, scraping the cum that Bruce had splashed across her face into her mouth as he turned and leaned over as his mother rose up off of John's cock, cum streaming from her gaping pussy.

John groaned when he felt his cock disappear into a mouth and down a throat, not yet realizing that it was Bruce. Mary stared in awe as Bruce expertly finished sucking John off, then raised his attention to his mother's gaping pussy as she lay back on top of John. She could see Sara's long pussy lips stretching as Bruce tugged on them, sucking on them as he slurped up the cum cocktail that filled her.

Mary moved closer, kneeling beside them, watching as Bruce continued to eat his mother's pussy, not lifting his face until it was all glistening pink and clean. John opened his eyes to see Mary and smiled at her.

"Oh, shit!" he gasped when he felt his cock once again vacuumed into Bruce's mouth, this time realizing who it was.

"That was, was..." Mary started to say.

"Really nice," Bruce finished, kneeling between the spread legs of both John and his mother.

"I'll say," Mary agreed. "You sure know how to eat pussy, I'll give you that."

"It's a passion of mine," Bruce replied, laughing.

"But you also suck cock," Mary said.

"Another passion of mine," Bruce replied.

"Well, I can say that I never expected the evening to end up like this," Sara said, rolling off of John, "but I'm sure glad it did. My pussy appreciated both your tongue and your cock."

"This is sort of awkward," John said as he sat up.

"There's no need," Sara said. "You enjoyed it? It made you feel better? There's never awkwardness or guilt associated with that."

"But, but incest," Mary said.

"A bogeyman necessarily created to deal with consanguinity problems in the past," Sara replied. "In this day and age, contraception is easy, so those reasons sort of fall by the wayside when it comes to consenting adults."

"It's good to hear you say it like that," Mary said, sighing. "I, we...well, we've been..."

"There's no need to feel any guilt whatsoever," Sara assured her. "You're adults, capable of making decisions about your lives. Frankly, I don't blame either of you. You're beautiful..."

"And incredibly delicious," Bruce added with a smile, "not to mention really tight."

"And John," Sara continued, shaking her head. "Your cock is better than your tongue, though not by much. What a gift!"

"And you're what, bisexual?" Mary asked Bruce.

"I suppose that's as good a word as any," Bruce agreed. "I'm Tumbuka Malawian. Their chief god is Chiuta, which means Great Bow of Heaven. They don't really differentiate; it's all just sex, a way of communing with the creator. Tumbuka are just as comfortable with either sex."

"This country just keeps getting stranger and stranger," John said with a sigh. "And I keep liking it more and more. What does that say about me?"

"That there's hope for you," Sara said with a laugh as she got to her feet. "I'm going to get some sleep. Thank you," she said, leaning over and licking John's lips before kissing him.

"I should be thanking you," John said.

"You can do that by never hesitating to do it again," Sara said, smiling as she turned and walked down the porch to where Steve was asleep on their mattress.

"I hope I haven't been out of line," John said when Sara had gone. "I mean, she is your mother."

"Not at all," Bruce assured him. "When it comes to sex, Malawians are free, married or not, to do what they want with whomever they want. It's only sex. Did it bother you that Mary and I..."

"No," John said. "She may be my sister, but I love watching her have sex."

"Maybe I should go down to my mattress to be safe tonight," Mary suggested coyly.

"That safety would only be relative," Bruce said. "Saying no is allowed. Just because Malawians are very free and easy about sex doesn't mean that they are compelled to accept any advance that is made. They're still free to pick and choose, it's just that there's no stigma at all in doing so."

"Well, I was safe enough last night," Mary said.

Mary drifted off as John and Bruce smoked and talked. She was not the least bit displeased that Bruce woke her twice during the night to fuck her, cumming in her mouth each time. Morning found her on her knees with Bruce fucking her from behind, John propped up on his elbows watching, his cock hard and throbbing in time to his pulse.

When Bruce pulled his cock from Mary's pussy and spun her around, feeding his cock into her mouth, John had had enough. Staring at his sister's pussy gaping open in front of him was the straw that broke the camel's back. Getting to his knees, he heard Mary gurgling on the cum that was gushing into her mouth as she gulped it down. Bruce grinned at him when he saw John get behind Mary and feed his cock into her pussy.

Mary moaned around Bruce's spurting cock when she felt her brother's cock filling her pussy. John was so worked up from listening to Mary fucking during the night and now watching her, that he felt himself getting to the point of losing control rather quickly. Mary had just finished sucking Bruce off when John began to fill her pussy with his own cum.

"Wonderful!" Sara said, having walked up just as John began to cum.

Mary knelt with her chest and face pressed into the mattress as John finished filling her pussy. She was gasping when he finally pulled his cock from her. She moaned when Bruce immediately replaced John's cock with his own mouth, sucking on her pussy, drinking up the cum cocktail that filled her.

"You're so lucky to have each other," Sara said as she watched her son eating Mary's pussy.

"Don't I know it," John said, watching as Bruce finished eating Mary's pussy. "Oh, man!" he gasped when Bruce turned and inhaled his cock, taking all of it into his mouth and sucking on him, milking him with his mouth and throat before sitting back, his cock now glistening, cleaned of the cum cocktail that had coated it.

"What are you going to do today?" Sara asked when they had finished and were all sitting, leaning back on their hands.

"We'll get everything together for Vwaza tomorrow," Bruce replied.

"Don't forget that there's a Friendship ceremony tonight," Sara reminded him.

"We won't," Bruce assured her.

The three of them went down to the river to bathe, then spent the day carefully gathering and packing what they would take with them the next day when they went to the Vwaza Marsh Wildlife & Game Reserve. Because of the topography, there were few roads inside the Reserve's periphery, so everything that they wanted to take with them, they would have to carry, food included.

While much of Vwaza is located on low-lying flat ground, the eastern side of the park is hilly and covers an area of 1,000 km2. The Reserve is characterized by the Mopane and Miombo woodlands and marshy wetlands which attract a significant number of birds. Notable birdlife includes openbill storks, the rare, white-winged starling, trumpeter hornbill, Carp's black tit, Hueglin's robin, several warblers, and Goliath herons. Typically, there are large herds of elephants, Cape buffaloes, and a large variety of antelope, including greater kudu, Lichtenstein's hartebeest, roan, eland, and impala. There are also lions, leopards, crocodiles, and warthogs, as well as a hippopotamus pod in Lake Kazuni in the southeast part of the Reserve where the entrance is located. The only road ends at the entrance.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Is there anything that you can tell us about this Friendship ceremony?" Mary asked after they had once again bathed at the river.

"No details, but this is not a regular Friendship ceremony," Bruce replied. "This is a Tumbuka Friendship ceremony," Bruce explained. "There are minor differences in how each of the tribes conducts their Friendship ceremony, but the Tumbuka ceremony is the most different.

"John, you're welcome to bring your camera," Steve said as they got ready to go. "I made it a point to ask, as I thought you'd enjoy recording this."

"That's great, Steve," John said. "Thanks," heading for his camera bag and returning with his CN-E14.5-60mm T2.6 L SP lens mounted on one of the Mark II bodies.

It was only a 10-minute drive across the river to a group of homes built around a circular common area. In the center of the common area was a raised, tiled dais approximately eight feet long and three feet wide, on top of which was piled carpets, on which was placed bowls and dishes of a variety of hors d'oeuvres. There was a bar set up to the side.

There were perhaps a dozen people present and John and Mary enjoyed meeting everyone and talking with them, always pleased by how welcoming and encouraging everyone was about their being in Malawi and especially at the Friendship ceremony. They were also pleased to see that they both drank ktang, chased by beer, and seemed to enjoy it. They seemed most excited to find out that this would be their first Friendship ceremony.

John had been taking pictures while they socialized. After about an hour, nothing being said, the hors d'oeuvres were cleared away.

"You'll want to be taking pictures now," Bruce said, moving up next to John and Mary.

Steve and Sara were standing by the table with two of the couples, both of which seemed to be in their 30s. To John and Mary's surprise, they all undressed, then deliberately posed for John to take pictures of them all together. Mary was impressed to see that one of the men had a cock larger than John's, while the other wasn't quite as long, but was much thicker. One of the women was short with large breasts, while the other was lanky with smaller breasts, though her pussy lips could be seen hanging down.

Sara moved over to the table and sat on the edge, leaning back on her hands as she brought her feet up onto the edge of the table, as wide as the table would allow, totally opening and exposing her pussy, her long pussy lips petaling open to show the glistening pink interior.

"I offer Friendship," the man with the larger cock said, moving to stand in front of Sara.

"I accept Friendship," Sara replied, smiling as the man began to slide the head of his cock up and down between her spread pussy lips.

Everyone gathered close to watch as he fed his cock into Sara's pussy, eagerly making room for John and his camera. The man's cock quickly picked up a sheen from Sara's pussy as he fucked her. Laying back on the pile of carpets, the man's wife climbed up onto the table and planted her pussy on Sara's mouth, facing her husband who continued to fuck her.

John was only six inches from where Sara's pussy was being filled when the man began to cum. He could see and got pictures of the cum seeping from around the ebony shaft of the cock as it continued to pump cum into Sara's pussy. Because his focus was on what he was seeing through the camera, John was surprised when Steve leaned into view when the man pulled his cock from Sara's pussy, now oozing cum as it glistened wetly.

John could hear Mary's intake of breath when Steve took the man's cock into his mouth, sucking on it, slowly but surely taking it into his mouth and throat until his nose was pressing up against the man's belly. Slowly pulling back, his cheeks hollow as he sucked, Steve let the man's cock fall from his mouth, then lowered his face to glue his mouth to Sara's cum-filled pussy.

Mary could feel her pussy getting wet as she watched Sara getting fucked, then seeing Steve suck the man's cock before eating Sara's cum-filled pussy.

"We are Friends," the man said when Steve finished eating Sara's pussy and stood up, licking his lips.

"We are Friends," Sara agreed, a smile on her face.

"We are Friends," the woman said, having climbed down off of the table.

"We are Friends," Sara replied.

"I offer Friendship," the other man with the fat cock said, standing forward to take his place in front of Sara's still-spread pussy.

"I accept Friendship," Sara replied, licking her lips as she looked down to watch him feed his fat, ebony cock into her pussy.

"We are Friends," the man said when he had finished fucking Sara, filling her with cum, and was then sucked clean by Steve before Steve once again ate Sara's creampied pussy.

"We are Friends," Sara agreed.

"We are Friends," the woman said, having climbed down off the table and Sara's talented tongue.

"We are Friends," Sara agreed.

There was much murmuring and offers of congratulations as Sara climbed down off the table.

"That's a Friendship ceremony?" Mary asked, staring wide-eyed at Bruce.

"Half of it anyway," Bruce replied with a smile. "How do you like it so far?"

"Got, it's so hot!" Mary breathed. "Fucking like that, in front of everyone. God! And your father! I almost came watching him."

"You're going to love the rest, then," Bruce said as Steve climbed up onto the pile of carpets and lay back, his ass hanging over the edge of the table, his feet up and spread as wide as the table would allow, his balls hanging down towards his rosebud, his hard cock pointing at the sky. The short woman with the big breasts leaned over Steve's face.

"I offer Friendship," she said.

"I accept Friendship," Steve replied.

"I offer Friendship," her husband, the man with the large cock said.

"I accept Friendship," Steve replied.

The woman climbed up onto the table and knelt over Steve's head, facing his feet. John was right behind her with his camera as she lowered her pussy onto Steve's extended tongue, then bent over to take his cock into her mouth. After a minute or so, her husband moved close to the table and pressed his cock against Steve's rosebud.

Mary was holding and squeezing Bruce's hand as she watched wide-eyed as slowly but surely the man's entire cock disappeared into Steve's ass. While Steve continued to eat the man's wife's pussy, the man slowly but surely began to fuck his ass, driving every inch of his big ebony cock into Steve's ass.

After several minutes the woman moved off of Steve's face and moved down to mount his cock while her husband continued to fuck him in the ass. Minutes passed and then Steve groaned, arching his hips as he came in the woman's pussy. When she had milked him dry, she moved back up his body and planted her now cum-filled pussy on Steve's mouth. At the same time, the man pulled his cock from Steve's ass and moved around to the other end of the table, placing his cock in the crack of his wife's ass while Steve continued to eat her cum-filled pussy.

Mary had followed him and was standing behind where John was kneeling with his camera when the man began to cum, thick hot cum splashing into the crack of his wife's ass, then running down onto her pussy and then into Steve's mouth as he continued to eat her pussy.

"We are Friends," the woman said after she climbed down off of the table.

"We are Friends," Steve replied.

"We are Friends," the man said.

"We are Friends," Steve replied.

"Wow!" Mary whispered, trembling next to Bruce as she gripped his hand in both of hers.

"You like?" Bruce asked.

"I've never seen anything like it before," Mary replied.

"But did you like it?" Bruce asked.

"Yes," Mary replied.

The other couple now took their turn, the woman on top of Steve in a 69, her husband slowly filling Steve's ass with his thick ebony cock. Mary found that her pussy was wetter and wetter, as were her inner thighs, as she watched. Seeing Steve's tongue sliding up and down between her long, dark pussy lips caused her knees to tremble. Once again, Steve filled the woman's pussy with cum and she moved to plant her pussy on his mouth, while the man had pulled his cock from his ass and moved around to spray his cum into the crack of his wife's ass while Steve continued to eat her pussy.

"We are Friends," the woman said after she had climbed down off the table.

"We are Friends," Steve said.

"We are Friends," the man said.

"We are Friends," Steve replied.

Mary had never been hornier as she endured the next hour of socializing. When everyone finally dressed and they drove back to the house, she was ready to explode.

"Would you do the Friendship ceremony with me?" Mary asked when they arrived at the house.

"Of course," Steve replied with a smile. "Since you're single. If you were married, it would have to include your husband. And since we're married, it has to include both of us."

"Oh!" Mary replied, blushing. "Both of you sounds great," she replied shyly.

"So you liked the Friendship ceremony?" Sara asked when they had grabbed a few bottles of ktang and beers and moved out onto the porch, relaxing on the mattresses.

"I've never been so horny," Mary replied. "I can't explain it."

"Oh, we totally understand," Sara said. "We've done several thousand Friendship ceremonies and I still get totally excited and turned on."

"It's called the First Time Syndrome," Steve explained.

"The First Time Syndrome?" Mary asked.

"Sex is usually the best the first time with someone," Sara explained. "Every cock tastes different and feels different, each man's cum tastes different, every pussy tastes different. That first time is the best because you have no idea what to expect and are always pleasantly surprised."

"What exactly does the Friendship ceremony do, other than get you laid?" John asked, smiling to take the sting out of his words.

"It's sort of like getting married, but not," Steve explained. "One way to describe it would be official fuck buddies. You never need to be shy about offering or accepting or rejecting sex with Friends."

"Then I definitely want to do the Friendship ceremony with you," Mary said.

"I offer Friendship," Steve said after taking a big swig on the bottle of ktang.

"I accept Friendship," Mary replied.

The next thing Mary knew, she was on top of Steve in a 69, his cock filling her mouth and his tongue drinking up her sopping pussy. After a few minutes, Steve rearranged things so that she was sitting on him, his cock deep in her pussy, his hands filled with her breasts, pinching and pulling on her hard nipples as she fucked him.

Mary didn't know how much time passed before she felt Steve's cock pulsing in her pussy and knew that he was cumming. She squeezed him with her pussy, trying to milk his cock until he finally slipped from her pussy. Before she knew it, she was on top of Sara, looking at her spread pussy with those long pussy lips. Moaning when she felt Sara's tongue in her own pussy, Mary leaned down and dragged her tongue down between Sara's spread pussy lips, tasting her, then plunging her tongue deep into her and drinking the juices that were liberally flowing.

Mary was lost in a delirium of lust as she feasted on Sara's flowing pussy, constantly cumming as Sara sucked on her clit and drove her to orgasm after orgasm. When Mary felt a pair of hands on her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks and spreading them apart, she moaned into Sara's pussy.

Mary started to panic when she felt the head of a cock pressing against her rosebud. She had had anal sex several times before, but not in a long time. Her whole body was shaking with orgasm as she felt the head of the cock press into her ass. Her whole body was trembling when she felt a body pressing up against her from behind, the cock totally buried in her ass.

John was watching wide-eyed, his camera taking shot after shot as Mary did her Friendship ceremony. His own cock was hard as a rock watching her, but he almost came when he saw Steve pressing his cock into his sister's ass. He could make out Sara's tongue beneath Steve's cock sliding in and out of Mary's ass as she continued to eat her pussy. He had no idea how much time passed, but suddenly Steve pulled his cock from Mary's ass and began spurting cum into the crack of her ass which ran down over and through her pussy lips onto Sara's questing tongue.

"Oh, my god!" Mary gasped when she finally fell over onto her side, orgasms continuing to wrack her body.

"We are Friends," Steve said, short of breath.

"We are Friends," Mary gasped in return.

"We are Friends," Sara said.

"We are Friends," Mary replied.

"Wow, that was pretty hot," John said, staring at his sister.

"It was great," Mary sighed.

"Sleep well," Sara said as she and Steve got to their feet.

"I think I'll go sleep on my mattress," Mary said. "I really need to sleep."

John and Bruce helped Mary pull her mattress out onto the porch, laying it next to Steve and Sara's before going back to their end of the porch.

"You guys are really cool," Bruce said after a minute, passing the spliff he had toked on to John. "Mary's liquid sex."

"No shit!" John agreed, taking a big hit on the spliff. "She has been continuously blowing my mind day by day lately."

"Were you bothered by anything at the Friendship ceremony tonight?" Bruce asked.

"No," John replied after a long, pregnant pause. "I was really surprised, though. Steve, your dad, and you, just don't strike me as gay."

"That's because we're not gay," Bruce replied. "We're neither hetero or gay or anything, we're just sexual beings. We don't discriminate. We like it all. Now, neither of us would consider taking up life with a man as a partner; we both love women and pussy too much. But for sex, any port in a storm."

"I'm sure I'll get used to it," John said.

"Tell me, if it were dark or you were blindfolded," Bruce posited, "and someone was sucking your cock but you couldn't see who it was, would it matter?"

"Probably not," John conceded.

"Do you do anal?" Bruce asked suddenly.

"I've fucked women in the ass, if that's what you're asking," John replied.

"Okay, then, same situation, you can't see," Bruce said. "Would you know the difference between a man and a woman if you were fucking someone in the ass?"

"Probably not," John agreed. "What's your point?"

"My point is that your attitude is not rational," Bruce replied. "It's based upon a programmed prejudice."

"Can't disagree with that," John said, passing the spliff back to Bruce after taking a big hit.

"I can better understand having an issue with sucking a cock," Bruce said. "It seems to me that there are as many women who love sucking a cock as there are those that wouldn't dream of doing it."

"I've been lucky, I guess," John said with a chuckle. "I've only ever known women who were addicted to sucking cock."

"Are you willing to try an experiment?" Bruce asked.

"I guess it depends upon the experiment," John replied cautiously.

"Let me suck your cock," Bruce said. "Close your eyes, picture whoever you want. Forget your programming and just go with it."

"Are you serious?" John asked. "You want to suck my cock?"

"Sure," Bruce replied. "Just try it once. Close your eyes. You don't have to do anything except supply the cock. I'll stop at any point if you want."

John was all too conscious of how hard his cock was and had been ever since he had watched Mary doing the Friendship ceremony with Steve and Sara. He had looked forward to sharing her with Bruce for the night again, but she was at the other end of the porch.

"What the hell," John said suddenly. "It won't kill me, I suppose."

"And you might just like it," Bruce said.

Looking down the porch, John pushed his shorts off and leaned back on his elbows, his rock-hard cock standing straight up in the air. He realized that he was holding his breath when Bruce reached out and wrapped a hand around the shaft of his cock.

"Man, you really do have a great cock," Bruce said as he slowly jacked John.

"Oh, man," John gasped when Bruce leaned over and stuck the tip of his tongue into the slit of his cock, then glued his lips to the head as he sucked on him. "Holy shit!" John croaked when he felt Bruce's tongue on the underside of his cock, all the way to his balls as he felt his nose pressing against his belly as his cock throbbed in his throat.

John closed his eyes, trying to picture Sara, then Mary as Bruce sucked his cock. Between his own imagination and Bruce's incredibly talented mouth, John felt his balls boiling and then they were exploding, cum gushing from his cock into Bruce's mouth. John groaned, arching his hips as his balls painfully contracted as they pumped cum.

"Jesus Christ!" John gasped when Bruce finally sat back, gulping as he licked his lips after sucking John completely dry. "That's the best blowjob I've ever had!"

"You've got a great cock," Bruce said. "You cum forever."

"I cannot believe it," John said, panting as he lay back.

"Now how do you feel about it?" Bruce asked with a chuckle.

"Jesus Christ!" was all John could say.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Have fun," Sara said as they pulled away the next morning in the Range Rover.

"I thought we'd head down to Lake Kazuni first," Bruce explained as he drove. "That's the entrance to the Reserve. From there, the only roads are little more than dirt trails. There are hippos in Lake Kazuni and I know a great place on the north side of the lake near to where it drains that we can camp. You'll get great pictures of the hippos and also birds at sunrise and sunset."

After a couple of hours, they stopped on an escarpment overlooking Lake Kazuni next to a wash that drained into the lake where there were several small islands near to shore. They set up camp, a single tent, then John grabbed his camera bag and tripods.

"Hippos kill more people every year than any other animal except man," Bruce explained as he led them down to the lake's shore. "They're big, up to 2 tons, but they are also extremely fast for short bursts. And they are very territorial. If they feel that their territory is being encroached upon, they will become vicious in a flash. That's when they're the most dangerous. The biggest danger is on the water. Here on the shore, it's not quite as dangerous, but we need to pay attention."

"Are those hippos?" Mary asked, pointing at some grey lumps in the water.

"They are," Bruce replied. "We've got a couple of hours until sunset when the birds will all arrive. I'm going to go up to the campsite and keep watch. If you hear me blow this whistle, don't even think, just get your ass up here as fast as you can. Understand?"

"Yeah, I got it," John said as he set up his cameras.

"John, I'm sorry, but this is boring to me," Mary said after 10 minutes, during which time John had his eye glued to one of his cameras. "You can see fine with your lenses, but I can't really see anything. I'm going to go up to the camp.""Okay," John said turning to smile sheepishly at her. "Sorry about that. It is amazing through the camera, though. You'll love the pictures I'm getting."

"Want some help?" Mary asked as she approached the tent.

"Sure," Bruce replied, smiling. "I'm just getting dinner ready so that we don't have to do it when it's dark. Now we'll just need to build a fire and cook it."

"Are you always so practical?" Mary asked.

"I probably spend a third of my time camping," Bruce replied. "If you don't learn some tricks, it can be pretty depressing to deal with the results. It's second nature by now."

"We've only been here a few months," Mary said, "but already it's had a major effect on us. It's pretty head spinning at times."

"Like last night?" Bruce asked with a grin.

"Like last night," Mary agreed, laughing. "If you had told me before I came to Malawi that I'd be having sex with the parents of a guy that I had just met, in front of him, no less, I'd have laughed at you."

"And how do you feel about everything that's happened?" Bruce asked. "Any regrets?"

"When I think like a westerner, which I am, I worry a bit that I'm not bothered by what's happened," Mary replied. "I know that I could not live like this back there, but here it seems to be the way life works and I like it. It makes me shiver when I think about the freedom I have that I could never have back there."

"For instance?" Bruce asked.

"Well, feeling like I can go anywhere, any time, and be safe," Mary replied. "That's really important as a woman."

"Anything else?" Bruce asked, a big smile on his face.

"I always liked sex," Mary said, flashing him a smile. "But I never watched anyone else having sex or had sex in front of anyone before or with more than one person or with a woman or with my brother."

"And how do you like that?" Bruce asked.

"The sex is so much better," Mary replied with a sigh.

"Anything you particularly like?" Bruce asked.

"Being watched," Mary admitted after a moment.

"Well, I certainly like watching you," Bruce told her. "You were born for sex."

"Is that a compliment?" Mary asked with a laugh, moving to stand in front of him.

"Definitely a compliment," Bruce assured her, sighing when she cupped his cock and balls.

"Would you like to watch me suck your cock?" Mary asked, an impish sparkle in her eyes as she jacked him through his shorts.

"Always," Bruce replied, reaching down to release his shorts which slid to the ground, his cock standing out in front of him.

"This is something else I like," Mary said, on her knees, Bruce's cock in her fist as her tongue flicked out to taste the head. "I can do this and nobody would be the least bit bothered by it if they happened to walk up."

Even though Bruce's cock wasn't as large as John's, or Steve's for that matter, Mary still couldn't get it all into her mouth as she sucked on him. He ran his fingers into her hair, holding her head and gently fucking her mouth. Suddenly cum was gushing into her mouth and she moaned out loud as she hollowed her cheeks sucking on his cock, trying to get every bit of cum from him that she could.

"I think I could watch you do that regularly," Bruce said as he helped Mary to her feet. "How about sitting on my face now, let me repay the favor?" he suggested after bending over and kissing her long and deep. "Let me know if you see the hippos rushing towards the shore," he reminded her as he led her over to the carpets that had been laid out in front of the tent overlooking the lake.

"How will I know if they're rushing towards the shore?" Mary asked as she slipped out of her shorts and pulled her t-shirt off.

"You'll see white foam as they churn the water," Bruce replied as he lay back, guiding Mary onto his face and driving his tongue up into her sopping pussy.

Many orgasms later, Mary lifted her pussy away from Bruce's incredibly talented tongue.

"The sun's setting," she said. "The colors are changing and the birds are flying in."

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Bruce asked, positioning Mary on her hands and knees facing the lake, kneeling behind her.

"Oh, this is the way to watch a sunset," Mary sighed when she felt Bruce's cock filling her pussy.

The only sounds were the flocks of birds circling and calling out as they settled onto the lake, along with the sound of Bruce's cock sluicing in and out of Mary's pussy as they fucked in silence. Out of the corner of his eye, Bruce saw that John was making his way up the escarpment.

"I thought I'd get better sunset shots up here," John said as he arrived, stopping next to where Bruce was fucking Mary. "Looks like I'm right."

Bruce laughed as he continued to slide his cock in and out of Mary's sopping pussy while John quickly changed lenses on one of his cameras, mounting his CN-E14.5-60mm lens.

"Having fun, Sis?" John asked as he knelt down in front of her, pointing his camera in her face.

"Let me suck your cock while Bruce fucks me," Mary said after sticking her tongue out as John snapped a few shots.

John wasted no time in stripping and kneeling in front of his sister while Bruce laughed, still sluicing his cock in and out of her pussy.

"It doesn't get any better than this, does it?" Bruce asked with a sigh as he watched John's cock disappearing into his sister's mouth.

"Not really," John agreed, snapping photos, holding the camera down low, close enough for the lens to bang into his cock as Mary sucked on him.

"Are you going to be a porno photographer now?" Mary asked, gasping as she looked into the camera right next to her face and stuck the tip of her tongue into the slit of her brother's cock.

"Seems like a good idea to me," John replied, grunting when the head of his cock disappeared back into Mary's mouth.

"Come get some shots of this, then," Bruce encouraged.

"Hold that thought," John said, pulling his cock from Mary's mouth and moving around behind her.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Bruce asked, using both hands to spread Mary's ass cheeks as far apart as possible, giving John a clear view of his cock in her pussy.

"Very," John agreed, snapping photos as Bruce slowly slid his cock in and out of Mary's pussy, then pulled it out entirely, holding it just outside of her gaping hole before slowly sliding it back into her.

"How about it, you up for this?" Bruce asked, sliding his cock from Mary's pussy and rubbing her rosebud with it.

"Oh!" Mary gasped. "Just go slow," she said, lowering her face and chest to the ground as Bruce continued to spread her ass cheeks wide open.

John's eyes were wide behind the camera and his cock was throbbing as he watched Bruce press the head of his cock against Mary's rosebud. She moaned out loud when the head suddenly slid into her ass. Slowly but surely, Bruce worked his entire cock into her ass.

"You okay?" Bruce asked as he began to slowly fuck her ass.

"Yes," Mary gasped. "It feels good, I just haven't done it much."

John thought he would cum as he watched his sister getting fucked in the ass through his camera as he ran off shots as fast as he could. The sun was setting and the sky was ablaze in a fantastic kaleidoscope of reds, oranges, yellows, and even greens as Bruce continued fucking Mary in the ass.

Finally, Bruce pulled his cock from Mary's ass which gaped obscenely. Holding his cock in his hand, a stream of cum flew, splashing onto and into Mary's gaping ass. Mary groaned when she felt Bruce push the head of his cock into her pussy as he finished cumming. When he finally finished and pulled his cock from her pussy, John was leaning in so close that he was almost touching them with his lens as he took pictures, Mary's ass and pussy gaping open, cum running from her pussy and dripping from her clit while Bruce's cock bobbed just an inch away, a long drip of cum depending from the tip of his cock.

"God, what an incredible ass!" Bruce sighed as he looked down at his handiwork.

"Oh, that felt so good!" Mary said, feeling the cool air on her ass and pussy. "I've never cum so hard."

"You want some more?" Bruce asked. "It looks like John is about to explode."

"Oh! I don't know," Mary said, looking back. "His cock is so big."

"Just think of how good his cock feels in your pussy," Bruce told her. "It'll be the same in your ass. Show me how to use that camera," he said to John.

Mary didn't say anything or move, just knelt there with her ass up in the air, cum still dripping from her pussy, with her chest and face pressed to the ground as John quickly explained how to use the camera to Bruce before kneeling behind her, his cock pointing at her ass and cum-dripping pussy.

"You sure about this?" John asked, his rock-hard cock in his hand.

"Yes, just go slow," Mary said, her legs trembling in her excitement.

"Better get you wet first," Bruce said, surprising John when he leaned over and took the head of his cock into his mouth.

John groaned, releasing his cock as Bruce leaned forward, slowly taking every inch of his cock into his mouth before backing off and sucking on the head, running his tongue all around it, slathering saliva all over it before leaning back, licking his lips.

"Go ahead," he croaked, gulping as he raised the camera to his face.

Mary moaned when she felt her brother's cock pressing into her ass. Bruce had loosened her up, and even though John's cock stretched her ass more than Bruce's, it took relatively little effort to bury all 9" of it deep in her ass.

"Man, that is fucking hot!" Bruce said as he leaned in close with the camera, taking pictures.

"I cannot believe how big your cock is," Mary gasped as John pumped his cock in and out of her ass.

"You ass is even tighter than your pussy," John told his sister. "It feels great."

"I can't stop cumming," Mary said, laughing. "God, this is incredible!"

Bruce could see Mary's inner thighs glistening with her pussy juices as they flowed down her legs, John's cock stretching her tiny ass obscenely as he continued to fuck her.

"I'm going to cum," John announced after a while, his face red.

"In her pussy," Bruce said, leaning close as he snapped photos.

"God!" Mary gasped when she felt her brother's cock withdraw from her ass, feeling the cool air and then a splash as cum shot from his cock.

"Yeah, yeah!" Bruce encouraged as John stuffed the head of his cock in Mary's pussy as he continued to cum. "That is hot!" he said when John finally pulled his dripping cock from Mary's pussy, cum running down her pussy lips to drip onto the ground.

"Oh, god!" Mary groaned, rolling over onto her back. "I have never felt so fucked in my life."

"We're just getting started," Bruce said, handing the camera to John and then lifting Mary's legs onto his shoulders as he leaned down and ran his tongue into her cum-filled pussy.

Mary was crying out as Bruce ate her cum-filled pussy, cumming non-stop as his talented tongue teased her as he cleaned her, John leaning as close as possible taking pictures.

"Definitely the best sunset I've ever seen," John said, causing both Bruce and Mary to burst into laughter.

"I want to clean up," Mary said, struggling to sit up. "Do we have to go down to the lake?"

"No, and that's not safe anyway with the hippos so close," Bruce replied. "There's a small stream close by, which is one of the reasons I like camping here."

The three of them made their way to the stream, taking their time as they relaxed and got cleaned up.

"We should do something about dinner," Bruce said as they made their way back to the campsite. "We're going to need the energy."

"Why?" Mary asked.

"Because I'm sure that John and I are going to fuck you all night long," Bruce replied, a big smile on his face. "Unless you object, that is."

"So, what are we having for dinner?" Mary asked, her cheeks flaming but her eyes seeking out both of their cocks.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"We should go if you want to get good shots of the birds with the sunrise," Bruce said many hours later.

"I'm not moving," Mary said, sprawled on her back, dried and fresh cum on her face, breasts, pussy, ass, and thighs.

"Yeah, let's do it," John said, laughing as he looked at his sister.

He and Bruce had indeed fucked Mary all night long, one or two cocks always filling her mouth, pussy, and ass. Mary's whole body had trembled in non-stop orgasm the first time she had had two cocks at once, riding John's in her pussy while Bruce fucked her ass at the same time. Even now, mini-orgasms continued to roil her body as she re-lived it in her mind.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"How are you doing?" Bruce asked when he returned an hour or so later.

"Great," Mary replied. "Tired. I soaked in the stream."

"Last night was great," Bruce told her. "You're an incredible fuck."

"The best night of my life," Mary replied with a sigh. "One more thing that falls into the I'd-never-imagine-I'd-ever-do-that category," she said, laughing. "The best part is that I can't wait to do it again, even though my ass and pussy are a bit sore."

"Please feel free to use me in whatever way you like, whenever you like," Bruce said.

"That's only fair," Mary replied. "That's what you're doing with me."

"Do you object?" Bruce asked.

"No, not if it's a two-way street," Mary replied with a smile.

"I think I'll go soak in the stream," Bruce said.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"You two are amazing!" John said with a laugh when he returned to find them in a 69.

"I can't get enough of her," Bruce admitted.

"Go get cleaned up and join us," Mary said to her brother.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"So, are we just going to fuck our lives away?" John asked a few hours later as they all soaked in the stream.

"Unless you can come up with something better," Bruce replied, "I'm perfectly content to fuck my life away. Is there anything in life that you enjoy more?"

"No," Mary replied in a very definite tone. "But thank God that I have other interests, otherwise I would just fuck my life away."

"I can honestly say that I never expected to hear those words from your mouth," John said with a laugh.

"Disappointed?" Mary asked, a big smile on her face.

"Whatever the opposite of that is," John replied. "It's nice not to have this problem all by myself. We can be a mutual support group and take solace in each other."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Wow, I must have really needed that nap," Mary said when she awoke several hours later as sunset approached.

"We all did," John said, stretching and yawning as he, too, awoke.

"Looks like you're ready for action," Bruce said, indicating John's rock-hard cock.

"I always want to cum when I wake up," John explained. "I've always been like that."

"Mary, do you know how to use the camera?" Bruce asked.

"Not really," Mary replied. "Why?"

"I want you to take pictures," Bruce replied.

"Of what?" Mary asked.

"I'm going to suck John's cock," Bruce replied, laughing at the startled looks on their faces. "I want the sunset behind us."

"You're going to suck John's cock?" Mary asked, staring at him. "Really?"

"Sure, why not?" Bruce replied.

"John?" Mary asked, looking at her brother.

"Well, I don't mind," John said, blushing. "He sucked my cock last night at the house."

"Really!" Mary exclaimed, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

"Yeah," John said. "Bruce wanted me to just try it, see what it was like. I kept picturing different girls in my head."

"Wow, I had no idea," Mary said, shaking her head. "You liked it?" she asked.

"Honestly, I've never had a better blowjob," John admitted sheepishly.

"Wow, that is saying something," Mary said, staring at Bruce's smiling face. "So you don't mind if he sucks your cock now?" she asked.

"Unless you want it for something," John replied, "it's the best offer I've got."

"Show me how to use the camera," Mary replied.

John lay on his back, oriented north to south, and Bruce knelt between his legs, Mary on their side to the east to shoot them with the sunset behind. She had seen Bruce suck on John's cock momentarily after he had cum and she had seen a few men sucking cocks in the tent at the market, but she had never seen a man suck another man's cock right in front of her.

Her hands trembling as she leaned on the shutter and ran off photos, she watched through the viewfinder as Bruce sucked John's cock. She gasped when she saw how easily he was able to take all 9" into his mouth, milking it with his throat.

"Ahhhhh," John cried out, lifting his hips as his balls exploded.

Mary leaned in close with the camera as Bruce held the shaft of John's cock in his hand, directing the flow of cum onto his extended tongue and into his mouth before fastening his lips around it and hollowing his cheeks as he sought to extract every single drop of cum from him. Mary felt her pussy get wet when Bruce extended his cum-covered tongue to stab it into the slit of John's cock, a big smile on his face as he looked into the camera's lens.

"You really cum," Bruce said when he finally sat back, swallowing and licking his lips.

"I would give anything to be able to suck his cock like that," Mary sighed.

"Practice, practice, practice," Bruce said, leaning over and giving her a long, cummy kiss. "I wasn't born able to do it, either."

"How many cocks have you sucked," Mary asked, "or am I not supposed to ask something like that?"

"I don't mind," Bruce replied, shrugging. "I'm not ashamed of it at all. I like sucking cocks almost as much as I like eating pussy. I'm sure I've sucked hundreds of cocks, most of them black."

"Wow! Hundreds?!" Mary asked. "My God! How many women have you been with?"

"Over a thousand, also mostly black," Bruce replied. "I don't know. It never crossed my mind to count. Growing up here, a Tumbuka, sex has been as much a part of my life as breathing ever since I can remember."

"No wonder you're so good," Mary said with a smile.

"Practice does make perfect," Bruce replied, "and I love practicing. Now, how about some dinner?"

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"How long would you like to stay at this camping place?" Bruce asked as they lay back after dinner, passing the bottle of ktang and a spliff.

"What else is there to do from here?" Mary asked.

"Nothing really," Bruce replied. "You've seen the hippos and the birds. Unless you're a fanatic about photographing the birds, there's not really much more in this area. If we go further up in the park, we might see water buffalo, antelopes, elephants, and lions. Maybe even a leopard."

"I wouldn't mind being able to have tomorrow morning to take some more pictures," John said. "After that, I'm easy."

"It's okay with me," Mary said.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"This is the best," John panted a couple of hours later after they all lay sprawled after their latest sexual explosion.

"I'll say," Mary agreed, cupping her brother's balls in her hands as she lay between his legs on her back. "I've never felt so free in my life."

"It is the most incredible sense of freedom there is," Bruce agreed.

"Fuck me some more," Mary said, reaching out for him, pulling him down onto her, his cock once again finding and filling her already cum-filled pussy.

As Bruce fucked her, Mary had John's cock in her hands, jacking it. Bruce alternated between deep kisses with her and sucking on John's cock. Time passed and Mary continued to enjoy the orgasms that Bruce's cock was inducing. Then she felt John stiffen when Bruce was sucking on his cock and she knew that he was cumming, evidenced by the cum leaking from the corners of Bruce's mouth as he gulped down John's hot, thick cum.

At the same time, Mary felt Bruce's cock swell deep in her pussy, then pulse as he came, once again filling her with cum as he continued sucking John off. When he finished, he leaned down to kiss her once again, this time sharing the mouthful of cum that he hadn't yet swallowed. She felt his cock slip from her pussy when he finished cumming.

"Wow, just wow!" John sighed.

"Isn't this great!?" Mary asked, rolling over and crawling up her brother's body to look into his face, her eyes shining.

"It's amazing," John replied just before Mary plastered her mouth to his, kissing him, letting him taste his own cum still thickly coating her tongue and mouth.

"Oh, yeah, that's the stuff," Bruce encouraged when Mary broke the kiss and continued crawling up her brother's body, smiling at the glimpse she caught of his surprised and panicked face just before lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"It's going to take us most of the day to get to the next spot," Bruce informed them the next morning as they got underway, John having gotten his photos while Bruce and Mary stayed behind to first pack up and load everything into the Range Rover, then to fuck until John arrived, just in time to eat his sister's pussy which was full of Bruce's cum.

"We'll go up the D35 almost to Katumbi, then turn west and head to the Vwaza Marsh," Bruce explained. "The roads are really just rough trails, so we'll need to go slow."

"This is amazing," Mary said many hours later as they stood on the edge of a marshy grassland stretching out before them, broken here and there with large stands of trees, sunset colors making everything seem surreal. They were parked right next to a stream where there was a large outcropping of rock sticking up almost 100' where there was a cave halfway up big enough to accommodate them. There was an easy trail leading up and a good-sized ledge in front of the cave.

"People seem to like using this place," John said.

"Probably for tens of thousands of years," Bruce agreed. "By building a fire in front of the cave, we won't have to worry about lions or any other large predatory cats. A tent would be useless if they got your scent."

They hauled their gear up from the car, then spent an hour foraging for firewood. Once they had their camp totally set up, Bruce pulled out a bottle of ktang.

"You should bring a camera," Bruce said as they passed the bottle around. "It'll take about half an hour to hike to a place I know that will be really nice for sunset."

John grabbed his entire camera bag, complete with tripods, taking up the rear with Bruce leading the way. The trail he followed wasn't difficult, and following Bruce's advice, both John and Mary paid attention to obvious landmarks so that they'd be able to find their way back.

"This is really cool," John said when Bruce finally stopped at the edge of a marshy area that seemed to extend to the horizon, broken here and there by stands of low shrubs and trees. There were huge areas of cattail reeds and the puffy white clouds overhead could be seen reflected in the mirror-like water.

"It won't be long now," Bruce said, lighting a spliff and passing it to Mary as John set his cameras up. "First it will be the birds. I'd take advantage of the opportunity to sort of wash," he said, stripping and immersing himself in the water with a sigh.

Mary wasted no time in joining him, having been wishing for some water to wash in after the long day's drive, John joining them when he finished setting up his cameras.

As they stood drying in the sun, it moved lower in the west over the marsh, the light getting softer, buttery as the sky started changing colors. There was a sound, then a shadow in the low distance, and then tens of thousands of birds of a variety of species were settling down in the marsh, flamingos, roseate spoonbills, egrets. It was an incredible variety of sizes and colors and John was happily running off photos.

"Quietly now," Bruce whispered. "Look to your right."

Mary had to cover her mouth to suppress her gasp when she saw the herd of couple dozen antelope and eland moving to the water's edge to drink. John turned his attention to them with his cameras.

The sky was transitioning from yellow to orange to red and then to purple as the sun slowly set, a flash of green light its farewell as it sank below the distant horizon. Suddenly the herd of antelope, as one, bolted, turning and dashing away.

"Very, very quiet," Bruce whispered, squatting down. "No movement," he said as they watched the large leopard and her four cubs move to the water's edge to drink not 50 meters away. The mother looked long and hard at them, John standing behind his tripod taking pictures, then turned and lowered her head to drink.

"That was amazing," Mary said when the leopards turned and left after drinking their fill about 10 minutes later.

"Every time," Bruce said. "We got really lucky."

"I'll say," John agreed. "I think I got some really good shots."

"We should head back to the campsite while there's still some light," Bruce said, picking up his clothes but not putting them back on. "The moon won't be up until late and it's going to get really dark before then."