The three soldiers were about to storm the below decks area of the yacht when they noticed that someone had stolen their motorboat. Gerald, Melissa, and Kacey had snuck through a porthole and managed to scramble onto the deck, stealing the militants' boat.
Gerald felt ashamed for what he was doing, fleeing and leaving most of his family to fend for themselves, but he reasoned, what else could he do? He would try to find help. There was no other option. Unfortunately Gerald's plan had its share of gaps. One of the militants aimed and fired his semiautomatic rifle, disabling the motorboat before it could get out of range. Mikangu steered the yacht over to pick them up. Soon Gerald, Melissa, and Kacey found three naked but armed soldiers looming over them with weapons aimed.
"Get out of the boat. NOW," Nbotu barked. The two trembling girls and Gerald all came up on deck. Gerald was still practically green from motion sickness.
"Strip. All of you. Now."
"You bastards, what the hell did you DO?!" Gerald stormed, but within seconds the butt of Nbotu's rifle had him sprawled on the deck, no longer conscious.
"You two cunts want to be difficult too?"
Trembling, staring in disbelief, both girls shook their heads. They quickly unclasped their bikini bras and slid their bikini panties down to their ankles, kicking the now useless clothing aside. The two cute 19-year-olds now gaped at three rock-hard African dicks.
"As you can see," Nbotu rumbled to Melissa, "your mother and sisters have had a rough time of it. I think they need some comfort. Are you and your girlfriend ready to comfort your mom and sisters?" The girls exchanged a wary look.
"Wh-what do you want us to do?" Melissa squeaked.
Nbotu pointed at the unconscious mother. "I want you to get your tongue in mama's pussy. Her fuck-hole is filled with my slimy cum. You'll clean her up." Then he looked at Kacey and pointed at Dana. "And you've got an even tougher job, bitch. You need to clean up that other cunt, both pussy and ass. We filled them and they're both nasty. Her ass is torn up pretty bad too, so you better be conscientious about it. Any questions?"
Kacey and Melissa exchanged looks of horror.
"Please don't make us do this," Kacey begged. She abruptly found a hand yanking her by the back of the neck, throwing her down at Dana's feet.
"Get busy, Indian slut. You can start with that bitch's ass and work your way up to her cunt." He briefly pointed at Dana. "Scoot your ass up and give her full access to your butthole, bitch." Still listless, looking like a survivor with her soul ripped out, Dana obeyed. Crawling on her hands and knees, a horrified Kacey leaned between Dana's legs. This was so gross. Kacey could hardly stomach it. She stared in disbelief at the distended anal ring of her best friend's older sister. She couldn't believe that Dana's ass looked like it had been destroyed. Cum and a darker fluid were oozing from it in almost equal measure. Kacey willed herself to bring her mouth closer to the girl's ravaged anus. THWACK. Suddenly a belt hit squarely against her bare pussy.
"AAAAY!" Kacey jumped, pain shooting through her. Nbotu had his belt out and he was slapping it ruthlessly against Kacey's ass and cunt.
"What did I say, you stupid whore? Get BUSY."
Kacey had all the motivation she needed. Trying not to gag, the sexy teen swirled her tongue in Dana's asshole, licking at the cum and sweat, revolted at the strange mixture of flavors.
At the same time Melissa was staring at her mother's ravaged cunt. The cunt lips were puffy and swollen. The vile man had fucked her hard and without mercy. Melissa had only had sex with one semi-serious boyfriend, done secretly behind her parents' back. That boyfriend had been gentle, but clearly the man who had fucked her mom had been anything but. She felt sorry for her mother and ashamed with herself as she began to nudge her tongue between Amy's legs, licking at her mother's pussy.
"You can do better, little slut!" A hand grabbed Melissa by the back of the head and shoved her face deeper into Amy's snatch. Soon the pale brunette found herself smelling her mother's juices, her tongue sliding against the older woman's cunt lips and clitoris. Without needing any prodding, Melissa even thrust two fingers into her mother's gathering wetness, pumping those fingers back and forth while she nibbled on her mom's clit and sucked out the remnants of nasty jism. This didn't feel as weird as it should have felt for the older teen. She and Kacey had experimented with each other before. Although they weren't really into girls all that much and preferred boys, they had tried muff-diving each other; they were more than simply friends. So it felt strange to Melissa to be licking pussy not because she was licking pussy, but because it was her own mother's sex -- the ultimate taboo.
"Not bad. You cunts are good at comforting raped bitches," Tuaca growled. "Fuck, that turns me on. Put your ass up high in the air for me, slut. I'm going in."
Melissa stiffened as she realized what the man meant, but she did as he told her. She raised her ass high in the air. She could feel the cool river air tickle her bare sex. Then she felt several salvia-coated fingers rubbing her pussy. Her body stiffened even more.
"Relax, pussy. My cock will be deep inside you soon. Just keep comforting Mama. You let me worry about this tight little fuck-hole of yours."
Dreading what was to come, Melissa inwardly begged 'Please someone help us! Someone help us get out of this nightmare!' She had thought that Dad would get them to shore in the motorboat. Guilt and shame vied in her now, reminding her that she had gone with Dad's plan and left Mom with these psychos to die. Now she had been caught, too, all of it for nothing. She had betrayed her mom and sisters, and all for naught. She continued sliding her tongue deep between her mother's soft folds. Amy stirred. Groaning, she sat up a little, her eyes fluttering open. She opened her eyes just in time to see Tuaca enter Melissa from behind, his cock sliding into her lubricated snatch. The sound of Melissa gently lapping at her mother's sex combined with the sound of Tuaca's body slapping together against hers, his balls smacking against the teen girl's thighs in time with his devastating fucks.
Amy's eyes widened.
"Melissa, no!" Traitorous sensations snaked through her core. Her daughter's tongue felt good, like a balm on her ravaged sex... and that felt so wrong. She stared in abject horror, her daughter's head pressed between her legs, her tongue swiping against her mom's now-engorged clit.
"What's wrong, mama? Is your little bitch getting through to you?" Tuaca jeered, his cock sheathing itself once more in the 19-year-old's pussy. "Let's play a game -- 'Make Mama Cum.' Here's how it works. As soon as your daughter makes you come, I'll stop hurting her. Sound fun?" As he said this, the soldier lit a cigarette. After taking a few pulls from the cigarette, he made as if to press the burning tip against the girl's shapely ass cheeks. Melissa's muffled shout against her mom's pussy told Amy how frightened her daughter was.
"NO! Don't hurt her!" Amy begged. But she knew that these men knew nothing of mercy, and they certainly wouldn't listen to her desperate pleas. So she instead tried to do the only thing she could -- the only thing she had any power over. She began to try to relax herself. She just went with the sensations, traitorous and shameful as they were. She began to nudge her crotch into Melissa's face. She nudged her pussy against her daughter's lips, felt that tongue and those fingers plunging into her sex, ramping up her body's instinctual arousal. Amy felt herself nearing the precipice. Her cunt was juiced up and flowing now, her fluids leaking into her daughter's mouth as Melissa kept frantically licking and finger-fucking her mom.
All the while, Tuaca kept his cigarette hovering above Melissa's pristine ass cheeks, letting her skin feel the heat. Soon her pale body was trembling. Melissa desperately slurped on her mom's nerve bundle. Amy moaned, bucking her cunt right into her daughter's face. Her daughter's nose and mouth were slick with her mom's juices now. Amy was so close. Amy could feel it. 'Please come,' she willed inwardly. For her daughter's sake she had to come. Just then Tuaca stubbed his cigarette out right against Melissa's puckered anal opening. Melissa screamed, accidentally grazing her mom's clit with her teeth and ramping up the older woman's pleasure.
It sent Amy over the edge. Her pussy convulsed, spewing its nectar right in Melissa's face, her fluids soaking her daughter's nose, cheeks, and jaw, and flooding her mouth with their sweet taste. Tuaca looked down at the girl's asshole with satisfaction while his cock vanished inside her raped twat.
Her chest heaving, Amy shouted, "OK, you sick bastard, I came! You can stop hurting her now!"
With a sigh Tuaca flicked the cigarette aside. Grabbing Melissa by the hips, he did a fast, triple-time thrust into his victim's pussy and then gushed deep inside her, sperm rushing toward their target. Melissa felt the sensation of cum filling her up and then sliding out of her as Tuaca withdrew his shaft. Tuaca admired the cum streaming out of his young victim. Another western bitch conquered. It felt good -- beyond good. These western parasites just used his country as their own little playground, ignoring what happened to the common people here, the poorest of the poor, and the starving. As a deserter just trying to survive, he felt no sympathy for these white bitches. None whatsoever.
