“Listen,” I whisper, as I slowly drop to my knees with my two naked companions following suit. “Can you hear the tree squirrel?” James is a thirty-year-old handsome rich kid and next to him is his younger erotic goddess of a wife, Samantha, looking petrified. “The squirrel warns the other animals that lions are close by.”
Sam’s eyes just got bigger. We have to move with care and a peep now from her might ruin the whole Safari. One cannot be careless in Big Five country. Shifting the heavy-caliber rifle to my left hand, I turn to Sam and kiss her on her open mouth, silencing her scream. Caressing her firm, large breast I try to calm her down. Pushing my tongue between her open lips, I slip two fingers past her blond pussy tuff into her wet slit. My naked cock reacts slightly to the situation. Removing my fingers from her pussy, I slowly lick her tasty juices dripping from my fingers. I mouth the words: “Trust me.”
James has his camera ready. Time to move. Crouching, I grip the 458 Winchester rifle and move silently through the bush in an easterly direction, into the slight breeze. The soft sand cushions the noise of our boots. The odor of the lions drifts towards us. They are at their kill again, a blue wildebeest. I hear growls and the tearing of flesh and skin. We slowly move in behind a magic quarri bush and there, ten meters from us are the two lionesses and the old male we have been tracking for the past two hours.
I snake out my hand towards James without taking my eyes off these fierce predators. My hand brushes against his semi-erect penis before I touch his arm. I slowly pull him in front of me; as he passes, my cock slaps his two bum cheeks, reminding him of the seriousness of the situation. Settling in a comfortable position, James presses the viewfinder of the camera to his eye and clicks off the first shot.
In the silence of the bush the whirring of the camera reaches the lions’ ears. The bigger lioness’ head swings in our direction. Her whiskers are covered in blood, her yellow eyes ablaze. Before James can take another photo, she gets up and moves in our direction. Time to act.
It all started early this morning before we set off for James’ photo shoot for the day. He wanted to get close-ups of lions. We have a ritual at Camp Tau, the only nudist nature reserve for adults in South Africa or maybe in the world. Before leaving camp, we smear insect repellents on each other’s naked bodies. It creates a bond of trust between the various members of the group. This morning I took the lotion and started with James’ back, over his cheeky bums down to his legs.
“Are you just going to stand there or help me?” I asked Samantha as my hand slipped between his ass crack. This is one of the favorite hiding places of ticks and lice. I massaged his balls with my oily hand and gripped his cock from behind encircling it at the base of his large erection. Sam was on her knees in front of James, kissing his cockhelmet, before she swallowed his sword to the hilt. As I kept pumping in rhythm with her bobbing head, I became impressed with her technique. Maybe she will do me the same favor.
Our combined efforts had the desired effect on James. Before he could cum, I stopped my stroking. I got up, pulled Sam from his cock and squirted lotion into her hands. James moaned to continue but she ignored him, and she finished applying the repellent.
Then James and I turned our attention to Sam. I started with her beautiful bouncy tits, her arms, down her flat tummy to the small patch of fluffy pussy down. Running my oily hands up and down her body, I could hear small pleasure grunts stuck in her throat. My fingers slipped down to her wet slit and into her love canal. Her knees buckled when James ministered the lotion on her beautiful behind and her puckerhole. I was next and both James and Sam took special care with my cock.
Sam started to take my cock deep within her mouth when my naked wife, Janine, appeared from the kitchen, carrying our supplies for the morning. Her allover tan complements her strong muscles and healthy appearance.
“Don’t get Mark too worked up. If he shoots his load now, he might not be able to shoot his rifle when you’re in trouble.” Janine came over and gave me a wet kiss. I love her short red hair and naked pussy, exposing her clit and pussy lips to the observing eye. From her dark areolas, her nipples prayed for my attention. I cannot ignore such a prayer; I worshipped both divine points before I sucked her one teat into my mouth. When she moved back, her tit plopped out my sucking lips.
“Off you go,” she said, slapping Sam on the behind. “The lions will not wait for the horny.”
“Take care of the Tailors, will you, dear?” I asked before we climbed into the off-road vehicle. “We will be back before our other guests arrive.”
“They will be well and truly fucked, I mean, been taken care off.” Janine smiled when she saw my stiffening cock. Since we started this game ranch a year ago, I constantly walk around with a hard-on, ready to fuck any guest. They come here for the same reason with the added bonus of doing in the wild.
Now I have one terrified wife and a gung-ho husband in my care. The lioness sees James and charges. I step from behind the bush, slam a full metal jacket round into the camber of the rifle and take aim at the charging predator. James is to my right, kneeling.
“GET BEHIND ME!” I feel Sam trembling breasts poking me in the back. James is still taking pictures of the charge. The lioness is now seven meters from us.
“GET THE FUCK BEHIND ME, JAMES.” He takes another couple of photos. The lioness sees that we are not running away. She falters. Her head becomes enormous in my sights. Six meters. Everything slows down. I hear James’ finger pressing down on the shutter button. In my mind’s eye, I see the shutter open to allow light in, exposing the digital chip that fraction of a second needed to capture the queen of beast. I see her paws hitting the ground, sending shockwaves through her body to reach her enormous head, spilling blood and saliva over her face. I can already feel her long teeth sinking into my flesh. Five meters.