"Have a good time!" Lindsay said as she walked off with the others.
The straw door closed shut and Anne slowly walked over to the white cot. She sat down, cross legged and stared at the flames. The hut was much hotter than she initially thought. She looked around a bit and then slowly took off her top.
Her body was already beginning to react, small beads of sweat forming on her forehead and across her entire body. She took off her sneakers and peeled off her socks as she tried to cool her body down. After a couple more minutes, she had to get back up and peel off her leggings.
She sat back down on the cot in just her bra and thong. She sat cross legged again and closed her eyes. The heat from the flames slowly began making her crotch warmer and warmer. The scents from the fire began to change and evolve, becoming strangely sweet and yet still smoky.
For a moment, she thought something was strange and she opened her eyes. One of the African tribesmen had walked in to add more herbs to the flame. Anne's eyes briefly looked down between his legs and she quickly looked away as she thought she saw his penis.
She could see his side and the loincloth was not doing a very good job covering from the side. Her eyes darted over towards him again and she closed her eyes again. She barely peeked open her eyes and stared, trying to verify that she had indeed seen his manhood.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was extremely long and thick, as it swung gently back and forth. She thought the shadows were playing tricks on her since no man's member could possibly be as long as the African's.
The African man finished placing the herbs in the flames and walked away, back out of the hut. Anne's crotch grew warm as she began to picture his manhood. She closed her eyes again and tried to focus on something else.
The sweet soft sounds of moans penetrated her hut. She opened her eyes again and looked around. Anne wondered if she was hearing things due to the heat. She stood up and put her ear against a straw wall. The huts were side by side, only one thin wall separating each.
She listened intently, hearing the sounds of a woman moaning and gasping. Anne gently pushed a finger into the wall, easily breaking into the other side. She quietly spun her finger around, trying to enlarge the hole.
After successfully widening the hole she peeked into the hut next door. Her jaw practically fell to the floor at the sight. Lindsay was lying back on her cot, her legs spread wide open. One of the African tribesmen was pounding in and out of her, his extremely long member sliding back and forth. Anne found it mesmerizing. There was another black man near Lindsay's face, stroking his thick member.
Anne quickly turned away and took a deep breath. She could hear her heart racing, ready to burst out of her in shock. Her eyes could not process what she had just seen. After a few minutes, she took another deep breath and looked through the hole again...