Sinsemilla

Crossing the border into Mozambique, worst toilets in Africa? peanut sellers, stop for a break when we hit the coast, two beautiful African girls strip to the waste when they see us, stretching invitingly on the white sand, large black breasts voluptuously exposed in the sun, I get a hard-on, Jimmy says no, let’s go, I say fuck that, let’s talk to them, they are waiting for us, that display is for us, Jimmy says no, reluctantly I climb back into the passenger seat, I’m pissed, what’s the point if we don’t fuck the locals, Jimmy don’t get it, Jimmy accelerates, he’s speeding, we don’t care, road is empty, fucking 10 minutes later we get pulled over, Oh shit man, what about the weed, cops don’t care, 1000 Metical, who cares, I pay up, pulling out scummy shit stained notes, Jimmy is unnerved, I take over, been drinking, but who cares? 15 minutes later we get pulled over again, same cops? Now I’m scared, I stink of vodka, and car stinks of weed, Jimmy just rolled a blunt, fuck man, I roll down window, this could be jail time, smoke drifts into the cops face, and he can see I’m drunk, they don’t care, just want money, we hand over another 1000 Metical, and we smile at him relieved, and laugh as he walks away, crazy white men, money don’t mean nothing to whities, fucking crazy bastards, at least we got a bonus, gonna get pissed tonight; we slow down after that, moving up the coast, what is it with all the peanut sellers? Pass the Tropic of Capricorn without even knowing, know we’re in the tropics for real, stop for the night, don’t even know the name of the town, book a room in sleazy hotel, hit the town, we need more weed, it’s either peanuts organja around here, we get approached, yes we want ganja please, how much? We look at each other, 1000 Metical? His eyes light up, sure! I can bring to your hotel, we’re unsure, fuck it, these guys are scrawny, anyway they want the money, the two guys arrive at the hotel, knock on our door, the first guy that approached us pulls out a dried banana skin containing fucking strong-smelling weed, ok? Yes, sure, that’s 500, want another, sure, he hands over another one, hand over the cash, counting out filthy 100 Metical notes, they smile and leave, we look at each other amazed, we got a kilo of ganja wrapped in these huge banana skins, more weed then we ever saw before, Jimmy is like, this is too much, fuck it, done now, but how we gonna get this home? We ain’t gonna smoke this much in 3 weeks, worry about it later, let’s party; Jimmy rolls a joint, I take a hit from a pipe, man this stuff is strong, straight from the source, they must grow it around here, fuck this is strong, hotel room is full of smoke, I’m coughing now, let’s hit the bar, we wander through the town, this place is small, what’s the name of this place? Jimmy doesn’t know, we find a bar, or rather I do, Jimmy don’t drink so much, prefers to get high, but me I’m already drunk, bar is empty, just a couple of whores, and a drunk African slumped over the bar, I order two beers and a shot of vodka for me, damn that beer tastes good, after a drive like need something to wind, still rattling from the road, the whores got eyes on us, all smiles and cleavage, chiffon dresses, they lookin good but I’m too pissed to care, nah not tonight, are you still rattling? yeah I reply, that was a hell of a drive, Jo’burg to Xai-Xai, this is Xai-Xai right? Nah, don’t think we made it that far, so what is this place? Stop fucking asking man, I don’t know, I order two more beers and another vodka shot, now I’m seeing double, that ganja is strong, I know, fuck, reckon ganja is the main industry around here, maybe peanut selling is just a front? Maybe, rattling has stopped, we drink up, the whores look disappointed, and leave, both need another smoke, man that is strong weed, back in room, same routine, I’m puffing and sippin vodka from bottle, no glasses in this joint, just two single beds, and a table, no other furniture, cheap hotel, but probably best in town, I’m still seeing double, now room is spinning, Jimmy looks relaxed, I close my eyes, wake up around 4am, still in clothes, I strip off, puff on a pipe, shot of vodka, get in the sheets, out until I here Jimmy packing the stuff, is the car still there? Yeah, I already checked, people are friendly around, just had a little boy watching me, wide-eyed, staring, I try to say hello, he backs off, doesn’t reply, I offer chocolate, then he get some courage, snatches and backs off again, still staring, doesn’t eat just staring, owner sees us packing, don’t worry about him, he’s just curious, we don’t get many visitors, let alone two white guys, what you boys doing here, where you heading, Xai-Xai, ah, just up the road, head north, thanks for directions, but there is only one road in and one out, you go north or south, but thank him anyway, you guys be sure to tell your friends to visit, we thank him again, and assure him we will, if only we knew the name, now we have a crowd of children, the staring boy runs with his chocolate when he sees them, ok let’s get out of here, heading north, ocean to the right, to the left some hills, think we see a ganja plantation nestling below the hills, let’s visit, you wanna fucking die? Nah; arrive at Xai-Xai, this is more like it, find a camping spot, close to the beach, first white people we have seen for days, I struggle with a fire, while Jimmy puts up the tent, cook some meat on fire, I start on the vodka, light up a joint, this is more like it, Jimmy goes for a piss, comes back and announces he is going out on the piss, probably met a white chick, disappears off into the evening blackness, night comes quick in the tropics, I sit by the fire until I realise I’ve been bitten all over by mozzies, fuck malaria, but I’ve taken Larium earlier, should be fine, hurry into tent, and fall asleep clutching a bottle, wake to find Jimmy out of his mind drunk at 2am, he can’t open tent, I let him in, what the fuck happened to you? What you mean? Been here all night, your face, what about it? You’ll see in the morning, night, and he’s out, I wake at dawn, head to toilets to check out face, I have mozzie bites all over my face, huge swelling red lumps, as big coins peppered all over, shit, Jimmy is up making coffee, no stove, so he re-lights the fire, sees me, I think we better stay another night until those swellings go down, yeah, but this spot is OK, what the fuck were you thinking sitting there with no insect repellent? I dunno; time passes, next morning back on the road, Jimmy driving all sensible like, heading north, aiming to get up to Lake Malawi, progress is slow, days turn into a week, road is turning into rocky, dirt track, pot-holes the size of our car, we arrive in another non-descript town, camp and talk about plans, it’s taken us 10 days to get here, decide we have to turn back, no other option if we want to get flights out of Africa, reluctantly turn around and head over same bloody pot-holes, peanut-sellers - ganja dealers? – whores, cops, not speeding now, wanna see Maputo? Sure, both stink like hell from camping and the road, car looks like shit, tent thrown in back, everything covered in dust, a hotel sounds good to me, 2 days later, Maputo, we check into the best hotel we can find, and then out to find a bar, 15 minutes later, police appear from nowhere, just leap out from around a corner, they had spotted us for sure and were lying in wait for us, passports! they scream, we left them in a safe at hotel, we try to explain but no, fine is 1000 Metical (no surprise there), otherwise jail, I refuse, do you want to go to jail? OK, I reply, Jimmy whispers to me, please fucking pay them, I didn’t come all this way to spend a night in jail getting arse-fucked by a big black guy, I pay up, we find an outside bar, order beers and immediately attract female attention, one of them joins us, she ain’t so pretty, but she speaks English, she obviously likes Jimmy, but ain’t having one of it, and wants to leave, she should stick to peanut sellin’ says Jimmy, begrudgingly I follow, then get an idea, look another bar! OK, says Jimmy, and follows me in, this looks like a proper whorehouse says Jimmy as we enter, but I already now that, recognise a whorehouse from miles away, place is empty, most brothels are at 8pm! We take stools at the bar and order beers, 10 minutes later two girls appear almost magically beside, one of them is the girl from previous bar and chats to Jimmy, I beckon other chick over to me, just one hand sign (come here babe) and she sits right up close, no English but she won’t need it for what I got in mind, and she is hot, young and dark black skin, in a tight little dress, hugs her tight ass, no bra, I can see her nipples harden as I caress her thighs, no panties either just that body huggin’ dress, Jimmy says, I’m caving in, hotel? I reply, sure OK, I say hotel to my girl, she looks confused, her friend translates, and she nods and smiles, she’s gonna earn her money tonight that’s for sure, two couples arm in arm, winding our way through the crowds back to hotel, we get to room and get stopped at reception, no visitors she says, I can pay for them, I reply, she nods smiles and names her price, guess the price? elevator up to our suite, we head to our separate rooms after a few get to know you drinks, no translator for me now, she doesn’t ask price for an all-nighter, but hell I know the price and she’s in for a good time, I pour us some drinks, just got vodka and coke, she’s on the bed and I start with that dress, damn she smells good, hands on her thighs now, lifting up that dress, she moans, I feel her pussy, she is getting moist, work on that clit, making it hard, lift that dress up further, she lies back, moans again and parts her legs, got my tongue in her pussy, she arches her back, I work on that clit, switching from pussy to clit, she motions to her dress, take it off, probably her only good dress, she takes it off carefully, and lies back, I’m hard already, no amount of vodka is going to stop that, it’s been days, I enter her missionary style, surprisingly tight for a whore, I wonder how long she’s been doing, can’t be that long, I fuck her hard, all that driving and no sex, need to work off that vodka, I stay hard but it takes me at least 30 minutes to cum, she is enjoying, moaning, arching back, legs wrapped around my waist, definitely not a pro just yet, I think she cums but don’t know the Portuguese to ask, and anyway Portuguese is not her home language, after I cum, I pour more vodka, no conversation, so we both sleep, I wake up in the dark, no idea time or where I am, then realise there is a hot chick in my bed, I pour another vodka for me, and get hard again, I start caressing her tits, my cock pressed against those little black buttocks, so tight, she awakes, she doesn’t complain, and flip her over onto her back, she opens her legs, her pussy is still wet with cum and pussy juices and I enter her easy, 30 minutes later still I didn’t cum, we take a break, but man I want to cum again, third round now and this time no more breaks, I finally cum for second time, man this chick has a pussy like heroin, just leaves you wanting more, we sleep, we both awake around dawn, I give her that look, and she smiles, wide-eyed, like you want more? she acquiesces, spreads her legs, and fuck her again, this time I cum quick, but fuck it hurts, Jesus that tight pussy grips like a vice, I withdraw, there is blood on my cock, I wipe it off and pretend I didn’t see, I get wallet and count out 1000 Metical, I call Jimmy, you guys done? yes, he says, just in time, we see the girls out, all smiles and kisses, Jimmy immediately looks crestfallen, it was fun last night, but this morning was awkward, mine didn’t speak English I say, Jimmy says that was a bonus, the English made it worse this morning, you phoned just in time, I fucked mine 3 times I say, he gives me a weird look, condoms? nah, I reply, we head back to our rooms and sleep till mid-morning, head into the city, the bar area from last night is heaving with drunken revellers, on a Monday lunchtime? must be a holiday, we drink beers with the holiday crowd for a while and eat street food, Mozambique style, head back to hotel, Jimmy retires to room, I knock later, suitably charged with vodka, you coming out? nah he says, gonna rest, I head out, planning on looking for that pussy again, or a different one, but that pussy last night was addictive, I want more, I didn’t have to look far, I see them both heading towards our hotel, is Jimmy coming out? her friend asks, nah, he’s resting, she doesn’t seem bothered, I smile and give my give that look, she smiles back and nods, we head back to the hotel, the two of us arm in arm, two lovers strolling in the balmy tropical heat for a night of passion, I pay receptionist same as last night but different girl, she looks confused that I didn’t even ask the price, I tell Jimmy my plans, but tonight I’m tired and will need sleep, we are planning on driving tomorrow back to Swaziland border, I knock again on Jimmy’s door, this time with my rucksack and valuables, look after these mate, he grins, OK sure, I head back to my girl, empty room, just a bed, bottle of vodka and two horny rabbits, my cock still hurts but vodka numbs the pain, I fuck her until I cum, and we both sleep, dawn again, we have a morning fuck, but shit this hurts, I continue through the pain, and cum inside her for fifth time, I pay up, see her out, passionate kiss and she leaves, taking that opioid pussy dripping with my cum with her, I watch that tight arse swaying down the corridor until she disappears into elevator with a smile and wave, I take a shower, damn my cock hurts, there is more blood, a lot this time, something is wrong, I neck neat vodka for the pain, I’m still drinking when phone rings, it’s Jimmy, we have to leave he says, I know but it is still early, no he says we have to leave right now, reception are pissed off, they want us out now, did your girl leave just now? well, yeah, but I paid for her stay, this was a man he says and he sounded angry, let’s go, OK, OK, I say give 20 minutes to get dressed, 20 minutes later, we’re in the car heading for Swazi border, we stop for a piss, I jump out on side of road, my cock is a bloody mess, the tip is a bloody mangled mess, I try to piss but the pain shoots through me, burning like fire as urine hits it, I shout in pain and limp back to the car, Jimmy sees me limping, asking what’s wrong? my cock, fuck, my cock, it hurts, it’s that whore he says, how many times did you fuck her? five, fucking five, you had unprotected sex with a Mozambican street whore fucking, five times, you need a doctor, I’ll be fine, no you won’t, serious you need a doctor, you fucking crazy bastard, that whore gave you the clap, I’m drinking neat vodka out of the bottle, Jimmy is driving, no chance of me driving now, Jimmy asks me to roll a joint, I start rolling from the banana skin we had started back in Xai-Xai, Jimmy gives me a wild look, eyes startled, fuck the weed! yeah we can hide it when close to border, I doubt the border to Swaziland will be busy, no man the other one! oh shit yeah, the other one, where is it? that’s it, I have seen it for days, must be here somewhere, we stop the car and search, no sign of it, we must have left it behind good riddance, what you think we accidently left ¼ kilo of weed, no it’s here somewhere, but where? fucking hell, we’re about to cross a customs border with nearly ½ kilo of weed and we can’t even find ¼ kilo, well, if we can’t find then customs have got no chance, just hide the weed we know about in a sleeping bag, chuck all our stuff in the back seat, throw dirty laundry everywhere, throw in some dirt and empty bottle of beer over it all, no fucker will search that, approaching border, shit man, my plan works, even I had doubts, Jimmy says plan B was to just drop my pants and show em my cock, that’s not funny, into Swaziland, setup camp in the Hlane Royal National Park, Jimmy is setting up camp, and ¼ kilo of weed drops out of wet tent, I found it, no man that’s the one I hid, he holds up two almost full banana skins, that was a close one, I in pain again, only painkillers around here is vodka but it’s working, Jimmy goes off to do tourist stuff and I hang around camp, limping around a fire necking vodka like it’s water, next morning Jimmy comes running from the toilets and sticks out his tongue, look! it’s fucking luminous green, I know that he exclaims, now we both need a doctor, look let’s change plans, head into South Africa, Durban is not far, cross border into SA, same plan with the weed, it works again, Jimmy spots a pharmacy and comes out with anti-biotics, how did you get those without a prescription? I just stuck my out and they handed them to me, why don’t you wander in and flop your cock on the counter, and say fucking look at the state of that? ha, fucking, ha, but I have another idea, and wander in anyway, 10 minutes later I’m back with two strips of Thinz, slimming tablets but you’re skinniest guy I ever met, they have side-effects, contain amphetamines, I necked four with vodka, half an hour later I’m sober and no longer in pain, I drive us to Durban like nothing else matters, necking Thinz and vodka when I got tired or the pain in my groin starts burning like fire, I still can’t pee, but if I squat like a girl, I can manage without so much intense pain, we book a Durban hotel overlooking the beach, next morning I wake and Jimmy is already gone, I neck vodka with Thinz, then out looking for a bar, Jimmy sees me and calls me over, he is drinking coffee, where you going? to find a bar, no, you seriously need a doctor, so do you, he sticks out his tongue, it is more of a lime green now, it’ll do he says, how’s the cock? fucking agony, he points to a doctor’s surgery across the street, reluctantly I head over to see the doc, doctor looks at me aghast, you had unprotected sex with a Mozambican whore? well yes doc, what are you doing for the pain? alcohol? he waves his hand across his nose, I could smell it even in the waiting room, I nod, can I have some Valium for the pain, doc? No, he says, you need hospital treatment when you get back home, nothing I can do, so do I have the clap? no he replies, you’ve ripped your foreskin almost off, I buy another bottle of vodka, leave Jimmy with his coffee, head back to the hotel, forgot a chaser, never mind, I neck four Thinz with neat vodka, wrap a bandage around my cock that the doc had given me, settle down and roll a huge joint, need to do some damage to these banana skins, puffing away, swigging neat vodka from bottle, I into a daze, man I swear that pussy was like heroin…..

Howard Kinsman 2024