Travelling the world on business for a major computer company was often hard work with lots of long days and demanding travel requirements. But occasionally I'd get a few days off. On this occasion I was in South Africa between jobs and I spent the weekend at a ‘Safari ranch’ about an hour from Jo’burg. With me was a colleague, Mike, and a PR/marketing lady called Jill. I was in my mid-30’s at this time and Jill was some 10 years older but still good-looking. She was quite tall - about my height of 5’10” - with long bronzed legs, mid length blonde hair and had a slim build.

We spent our first day doing a horseback safari, seeing up close a lot of the wildlife that seemed unafraid of us (since we were ‘part of another animal’).

We went back to the colonial style lodge and indulged in cocktails and a very boozy dinner before collapsing onto the sofas on a veranda. Mike was sprawled on one sofa and promptly fell asleep. Myself and Jill were on another and we engaged in flirtatious banter about the state of our respective marriages. At one point, Jill gave me a chaste kiss on the lips which I returned... and then without another word we were french-kissing on the sofa. I slipped my hand into the top of Jill’s blouse and fondled her small but pert breasts and tweaked his nipples to erection. She ran her hand up the leg of my white linen trousers to my crotch and murmured her approval at the length and width of my cock, already erect and straining to be in the caress of her long slender fingers.

Occasionally one of the black waiting staff would come along to see if we wanted more drinks, but smiled and swiftly left when they saw what we were doing. Clearly couples making out on this veranda was not an uncommon thing. I’m sure we could have fucked each other there and then and they wouldn’t have batted an eyelid... or possibly they would have pulled up a chair to watch!

As we continued to get hot and heavy, Mike stirred so we rapidly stopped our foreplay and concluded it was time for bed.

The bedrooms were in separate thatched cottages interspersed in the bush. Jill’s was the nearest, then Mike’s, then mine. At Jill’s door she gave Mike a peck on the cheek and said “Goodnight”. She then did the same to me but whispered in my ear “Come back and fuck me”.

We walked on to Mike’s cabin and said goodnight and I carried on down the path to my cabin. I stopped and looked up at the African night sky, with the cicadas making a racket all around me. What to do? Be faithful to my wife or go back and fuck this beautiful older blonde? My cock grew massive again at the thought, pulsing relentlessly against my trouser belt. I turned on my heel and quietly crept back to Jill’s cabin.

I didn’t need to knock twice. The door was opened and there stood Jill, completely naked and with a look of longing in her face. Her body was more curvaceous than it looked with clothes on and she had a perfectly shaved pussy. I embraced her and kissed her deeply, sliding my right hand down her body, over her breast, down her stomach to her cunt, which I found was already dripping wet. I decided we really didn’t need much more foreplay so I swept her up and carried her to the bed, passing through the requisite mosquito net. I kissed and bit her pert little nipples in turn and then, kissing down her body, I sank my face into her soaking wet cunt and lapped up her juices, swirling my tongue around her engorged clit which was about the size of a macadamia nut.

This was clearly what she wanted since she grabbed my hair and started dictating the speed and force of my tongue thrusts. I’d alternately drive my pointed tongue deep into her vagina and then on the next stroke twirl it round her clit again. Her hips started to join into the dance thrusting into my face as I gave her oral. She set to whimpering and moaning occasionally vocalising a “Yes” or a “Fuck yes” under her breath. As she approached her climax she got more and more vocal before her back arched, she threw her head back and let out a high-pitched cry of pleasure, her body shuddering as she came off the top of it. She went to push my head away but I thought better and kept on with my frenzied work on her pussy. This yielded results when she came again, and again, and again, and again over the course of the next few minutes. She collapsed on the bed as a sweaty puddle of pleasure and I collapsed next to her, playfully biting her left nipple to keep her motor running and from falling asleep.

“Fuck” she said “my husband will never go down on me like that”. “Well, he’s an idiot." I replied "Your pussy tastes sweet and delicious” and to prove the point I rolled down her body and lapped up more of the juices that were still oozing from her gaping vagina. Jill squealed with mock outrage. Then she said, with a smile on her face, “What can I do for you that your wife won’t do”. I knew the answer immediately. Jill smirked when she saw my face and without a word from me she said "Ooh, my favourite!". My already erect cock grew another half inch in excited expectation.

Jill went to her travel bag and took out a bottle of massage oil. She squirted the oil into her hands before leisurely massaging the length of my cock with her long fingers, itching a fingernail tenderly along my twitching frenulum. She then reached between her legs and finger-fucked her ass to oil it up. Jill then lay face down on the high bed frame with her hips on the edge and looked at me lustfully over her shoulder. "Fuck my arse you bad boy. Fill it up with your cum".

I introduced my engorged purple-headed cock to her arse and gently eased it in an inch. Man, she was so tight! The full-length mirror was over the other side of the bed such that I could see Jill's face as I entered her. That first inch for her was nothing but discomfort. I waited a minute, massaging her tits with my hands while she adjusted to my girth. Then I tried again, this time getting the inch of cock-head and an inch of shaft inside. Jill again grimaced but moaned as well. With the next two gentle pushes I put 3 inches inside her, then 4 inches and then slowly and gently rocked my stiff cock in and out of her by 2 inches at a time. Jill moaned with pleasure and emboldened by my success I gently edged my full 6 and a half inches into her arse. Jill squealed in pleasure. "Oh Fuck David, I can feel you all the way up inside me. I’ve never felt that full before”. As she loosened up I was able to thrust in and out of her, her moans at each thrust being music to my ears. “I love fucking your tight arse” I cried to her. “Well fuck it harder” she moaned, so I did. I was now ramming my cock into and out of her arse at full speed.

I wasn't going to last long doing this. In the mirror Jill's look of lust at every thrust matched mine. She reached between her legs to finger her pussy and stroke her clit and she reached another massive orgasm, her body quivering underneath me and her eyes rolling back in their sockets to show the whites. That did it for me and I pumped my full load deep inside her ass. My face in the mirror was red and bulging with exertion, my eyes wide and I bellowed three massive animal grunts as I shot rope after rope of my jizz inside her. "Oh my God" sighed Jill "I felt you pumping your hot cum deep within me".

We kissed and cuddled for 20 minutes more. Then I returned to my own hut and masturbated again before sleeping, thinking of the illicit anal pleasure I'd just had with Jill.

The hardest thing was doing the next day's safari with Jill and Mike. Although in the back-seat of the jeep sat next to her I was able to surreptitiously slip a hand into the front of her shorts, under the jacket on her lap, and finger her to a fist-bitingly quiet orgasm. That was far more exciting than the animals we saw that day.