Chapter Three: Out into the Sahara
As Curtis picked up the telephone for a second time, and waited for the car hire representative to answer, he saw his wife Linda and her best friend Adele descend the stone staircase from their room and his eyes alighted on their naked legs that were only just covered at the top by their tight fitting, sandy coloured shorts that hugged their hips so sexily. He began to reminisce over the night of passion and lust that the three of them had just experienced and his cock began to harden inside his own shorts as his mind again thrust his shaft into those female mouths and pussies and arses that were now gliding sexily towards him. His wild thoughts were suddenly interrupted as his mind dwelt on the feel of Adele’s tight arse as it squeezed his throbbing cock until he had erupted so frantically inside her. The interruption came from the voice on the other end of the telephone but before Curtis could demand to know where his hire Land Rover was he heard the sound of the vehicles engine as it pulled to a halt outside the open doorway of the hotel reception. Without a word he dropped the telephone back onto its cradle and headed for the hotel entrance to scold the driver for being late. Once the admonishment was over Curtis, Adele and Linda wasted no time in loading the pre packed supplies into the rear of the vehicle and all three climbed aboard. Curtis slid behind the wheel while the two girls sat in the back chattering as if they had not seen each other for weeks let alone having just spent the night fucking each other as well as their driver; who had now eased the lever into first gear and set the Land Rover headed south towards their first destination.
The trip had taken months in the planning, mostly by Adele who was living in Morocco already, and so things were easier to arrange from her Rabat apartment far easier than if Curtis or Linda had tried from their home in England.
The plan was to drive the Land Rover from Bou Arfa south west across the edge of the Sahara with overnight stops at various small towns, villages and the occasional oasis. At the oasis of Jal Ouffa they would turn their tracks westwards through the narrow gorges and rough terrain of the Atlas Mountains until they reached Marrakech where they would rest and play for a week before setting out again towards Safi on the western coastline of Africa. A few days drive northwards on the well built coast road would see them to Casablanca before finally hitting Adele’s apartment on the outskirts of Rabat.
The journey would cover approximately 800 miles as the crow flies but Adele had estimated that, as they were travelling by tortuous roads and not by crow, then a figure between 900 and 1000 miles would be more accurate. No particular time frame was involved in the plans only the anticipated sight seeing, lots of smoking of the local mind blowing resins, plenty of drinking and even more mind blowing sex between the three of them and anyone else they cared to involve in their sexual pleasures along the way.
The blazing African sun had reached its zenith by the time the first small oasis was reached. Two hours solid driving had kept Curtis occupied while the two girls talked, joked, kissed and fondled in the rear seat. The fondling had turned from just light play to a sexual desire to fuck each other just as the green trees of the oasis came into view.
“What perfect timing my love.” Adele whispered to Linda as she removed her index finger from the open zipper of her friend’s shorts where it had been slowly probing an entrance way beneath the thin panties that encased her slender hips.
Curtis had seen the two girls kissing in his rear view mirror and could imagine what Adele’s hidden finger was doing inside his wife’s knickers. His cock had begun to harden again, despite the fantastic action it had partaken of during the long night behind them, despite the sucking and fucking that it had undergone in that hot hotel room with two lovely girls as his play things. He had almost decided to stop the vehicle in the deserted openness of the sandy road and get into the back to ‘fuck the shit’ out of his two ladies when he had spied the trees of the oasis on the horizon.
His foot had hit the accelerator harder and the gap between his planned ‘fuck spot’ decreased rapidly as the vehicle had shot forward. Adele and Linda smiled at each other as they realised why Curtis had suddenly accelerated and they knew that cock would soon be cumming their way.
The Land Rover had hardly stopped before Linda jumped from her seat and headed towards the shade of a nearby tree. Taking no notice of her two companions, who were easily within viewing distance, she dropped her shorts and panties, squatted and began to pee unashamedly. Adele averted her eyes and they alighted on some thin rope in the rear of the vehicle and without a second thought she pulled it free from the luggage partly covering it and turned to whisper into Curtis’s ear. He smiled back at Adele before heading towards where his wife was squatting.
“We might as well all pee in the same place.” He told Adele as he noticed her following him and guessed that the cool beers they had been drinking now needed an outlet for all of them.
His cock back in his shorts he waited beside his wife while they both waited for Adele to finish. Linda turned and headed for the land Rover to break out some more beer from the cooler but was halted by Curtis who had grabbed at her departing wrist and held it firm.
“One moment my sweet love.” He rasped at Linda. “If it’s a beer your going for it can wait a little while.”
Adele was pulling her panties up as Linda queried;
