XXX-Fiction

I am a young woman, aged 19, from a Scandinavian country. I work here in some west/middle-African country near the Sahara and Sahel deserts. My organization helps children to have a better education and tries to teach child-caring to the population, which is still old way, agrarian communities in the countryside and with problems of street children in bigger cities. At the same time, I try to collect material for my undergrad work.

I live in a tiny camp between the city and the Sahel’s desert. Our team has four men and two women, including me. There are three huts. I am lucky to have one of my own because another woman had the second hut with her husband, and all the other men shared the third. This is a well-protected camp, but we have a lot of space here, and the huts aren’t side by side.

That was good because I enjoy having space and quietness around me. Of course, everything is simple here. We have a simple shower under the water tank for all of us, and the toilet is an old-fashioned long-drop outhouse. That’s basically a toilet over a really deep hole. The smell at the outhouse isn’t as bad as you might think. But it is a good distance from the huts and communal areas.

One thing was annoying from the very start—the flies.

If you think what you have seen is a lot, it doesn’t compare to here. The flies follow you around like a cloud, and even insect repellants won’t stop them from landing on you.

They are everywhere.

Luckily, we have flynets over our beds to sleep without them. Local people they don’t pay any attention to them. They crawl on their faces, and nobody shoos them away.

After four months, I have started to get used to them.

There are two types of them. Gray/black houseflies are bigger ones and slower and tinier brown-colored sandflies. There are more of them; they are quicker, more eager, and don’t care if you want to shoo them away. They are everywhere.

Here it is extremely hot. In the daytime, over 30 degrees Celsius all the time, and nighttime is sometimes sweaty and hot, too, if the wind blows the right way. My very good friend Mike visited here during autumn-time. We are not a couple, but he was a particularly good friend of mine, and we had sex sometimes.

I enjoy sex, and I am kind of a sex addict. The whole autumn, I had to live without sex, and I did not even get much satisfaction from masturbating. It felt OK, but Mike was so good at fingering me. He’d use his fingers and thumb so cleverly that I was always in heaven when we played with each other.

I don’t like conventional intercourse so much because I’m so tiny. Mike has a big cock. We have tried sexual intercourse together, but it is a total nightmare for my super tight pussy. He was my first fuck back in high school, and his big cock took my virginity. However, I am so tight down there. It is just too painful to have sex with him.

I am slim and skinny and not very tall either. Mike is nearly two meters tall. After all, I am bisexual, and I have had few lesbian experiences during the past years. Getting my pussy licked and fingered is so much nicer for me than having some guy ram his big cock inside me. Luckily, Mike was cool with all this. We also had time here to take a little vacation together.

All the team members went to the city one day, and Mike went with them. I needed time to finish some reports, so I went to the outhouse to pee before I started. I only wore a light dress—no bras and no panties.

So I went inside, opened the seat cover, rolled up my dress, and sat over the hole.

I peed and read a magazine same time. I felt tickling on my pussy, and there were a couple of brown sandflies landing on my pussy. I shooed them away and continued reading. Again, tickling, and there they were again. I put the magazine away, and just when I planned to dry myself with paper, I got a wicked idea. I was still horny after Mike gave me oral sex in the morning. I couldn’t see properly what was happening down there. I had my toiletry bag, and there was always a mirror and other stuff. I got the mirror out and put it to a right angle to see what the flies were doing.

There were three of them. Brownies who walked around my pussy lips and tried to suck the moisture of my urine. I started to get more and more aroused.

I raised both my legs to the seat beside me, and I got a better view of my crotch. My vaginal hole did open for a while, and flies attacked to explore my pink inner flesh eagerly. They came one by one, buzzing and tickling. They found my pee-hole. I helped them by keeping my pussy lips open wide with my fingers.

I trembled strongly, causing extreme stimulation and pleasure. I moaned loudly and just watched the fly invasion on my vulva. Now, there are dozens of them down there on my pussy. Most of the flies surrounded my pee-hole and sucked final drips of my urine, and boy, did they fight for the best place to suck. A couple of them did eat my clit, which pulsated strongly. One big and fat housefly landed on the edge of my vaginal hole. It immediately started to walk around the rim of my opening. Then it took a few steps inside of my wet vaginal walls and slipped and flew back off the edge.

I did not want to let them enter my vagina, so I took out a tampon from my bag, peeled it, and quickly pushed it inside my vagina so just the chord of the tampon was outside. That didn’t disturb the flies. There came more of them the whole time. Some of them explored my cavities, and now there was a mass of them covering my pee-hole. Some of them tried to enter deeper, which felt insanely fabulous.

I had sometimes pushed a thin pen deep inside my pee-hole (sounding), so I knew it stimulated me strongly when I masturbated myself. Some of the flies still poked me with their bums weirdly, leaving tiny white spots on my flesh. That was strange, but it felt great. I watched them. More flies came, and again some of them just sat still and poked and did leave spots of something white thing around my vulva and folds of my vagina. Big fat black flies spread more and larger spots. It didn’t matter to me. I started to get strong orgasms, and I got them nonstop. I just moaned and watched them infest my pussy.

There must have been hundreds of them now, like some swarm. Brownies and house flies together. One with a finger-sized head buzzed and crawled on my vaginal hole and drank the juices. Flies found my asshole and tickled me there at the same time. I lost sense of time as I was having powerful orgasms. I whined quietly and felt helpless, like a sex slave to those flies.

I started to calm down and dug with trembling hands some tissues from my toiletry bag and wiped my fly-covered pussy.

It wasn’t easy to stop and keep the flies away, but I wiped again and stood with shaky legs. Then, I collapsed to my knees. So I climbed up, took my bag, and staggered back to my hut. The flies still buzzing about under my dress, trying to reach my pussy.

I had no idea that flies could give you such strong orgasms. I hadn’t ever gotten them so strongly before in my life.

I fell to my bed and just gasped and shook. I would start shaking from time to time and felt an insane tickling still on my pussy.

After half an hour, I got up and went to wash myself.

I pulled the tampon out and carefully washed my genital area.

*****

I told Mike what happened when he came home with the others that afternoon. Mike was shocked and just said that I was crazy. Then he laughed sweetly and said he wanted to see it, too.

The next day, all the others returned to the city, leaving Mile and me alone. I was excited to show Mike how it all happened. We went to the outhouse, and I stripped naked. Mike watched as I opened the toilet seat cover, and a tiny cloud of flies came up and explored curiously around the outhouse.

I started to pee, and like yesterday some flies landed straight on my pussy again.

Mike got his knees to look closer and got an exciting view.

Everything happened like yesterday, and I moaned again loudly. A mass of flies aggressively sucked my urine drops and stomped each other when they did fight themselves. Mike took a cotton swap from my toilet bag and forced a fly deeper inside my pee-hole with it! I begged Mike not to do that, but he did not listen. I shook with my orgasms again, and Mike took his cock out and started to jerk off fast.

I whispered to him to let the flies play on his cock too.

He got up, and I caught his cock in my free hand. I jerked it slowly and slipped some of my pussy-juices to his cock. First, a brown fly landed on his cockhead. Then another and a third. The flies quickly found his pee-hole and bent down to explore his open pee-hole. The flies pushed themselves deep into his pee hole, and several more attacked him quickly.

There were four or five flies inside his pee hole, just back legs trying to push them deeper into him. The second row was ready to go further if any space came to go.

A mass of brownies and houseflies covered his thick cockhead, so it looked like a microphone more than cock.

I just watched and kept it still. Mike’s cock pulsated under the attack. I was forced to keep my eyes open amid my orgasms, and soon, he came, too. He made noises from his throat and watched with glassy eyes, and the first rope of thick jizz squirted from his pee-hole with a few flies went straight to my cheek and face and my hair.

The second wave was as strong as the first, splashing straight to my nose and gaping mouth. Mike came so hard that he just whined and pressed my shoulder so strongly that it hurt.

The flies loved his thick and gluey sticky jizz. Countless flies landed to drink it from my face and his cock. I kept my mouth shut and felt the flies crawling around my face to suck his creamy semen.

I had such a huge orgasm that I got serious cramps and could not even move.

After a long time playing and cumming, Mike carried me back to the hut and cleaned me.

I just shook all over.

We did this again twice before Mike had to fly back home.

Now I am here alone again.

However, I spend much time in the outhouse, letting the flies attack my holes. I stopped wearing panties under my dress, so they always had a pussy or ass to land on. Now I love the flies. I removed the fly net from my bed so I could sleep naked at night and they could ravish my body.

 

The End.