Bull's Safari
Copyright© 2025 by JefferyB
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Jake Browner retired for the US Marine Corps with 30 years of service before he was fifty years old. Returning to his small town home in Texas, he began to search for a new career. His father pointed him to a magazine ad from a safari group in Africa looking for help. Within a short time, Jake had moved to Tanzania and begun his new life. 'Bull's Safari' tells the tale of his new life and loves in a safari camp just outside the Sarengeti National Park.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Workplace Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
After the women from Chicago left, Bull’s safari camp had four solid weeks booked with new guests. He liked the way things ran with Margi acting as his assistant as well as his bunkmate. This idea of someone so young, firm, sexy and willing in his bed each night was a treat beyond anything he had ever imagined.
The first week of the four-week schedule worked as smoothly as the last, except his guests weren’t expecting him to entertain their women in bed. It was strictly business and enjoyable for guests and staff. Margi kept the drinks flowing and the guests smiling.
During the second week, Bull had a new idea of how he could improve his already flourishing business. On the second day with a new group, Bull had enjoyed another romp with Margi. They were in his bed, recovering from an energetic coupling. Lying beside her, Bull said, “I have an idea to expand your role in the safari business. I don’t want to waste your talents on being a bartender all the time.”
Margi stiffened, staring at him. “Have you decided to whore me out to your clients?”
Bull smiled. “Of course not, sweetie. That’s the last thing I’d want to do. I’m too selfish to allow you in someone else’s bed. I want you right here beside me.”
Her stern look lightened. “Then what do you have in mind?”
“I’ve been thinking that we could double our capacity with two safari guides. Currently, we are limited to six guests a day because that’s all our touring truck can carry. If we have more bungalows and another truck, we could have more guests and that would mean more revenue.”
“How can I help you with that?” Margi asked.
“Margi, you are a smart cookie. You have our guests wrapped around your finger in short order. There’s no reason you couldn’t handle one tour group while I take care of another.”
“I would have no idea what to do,” she said.
“That’s because you’ve never gone out on one of our daily adventures. I have no doubt that if I take you with us a few times, you’ll have the whole thing down pat. You’ll be a world-class tour guide in a flash.”
“Are you sure you’d be willing to let me do that?”
“I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever had ... other than hiring you. It’s no different than riding on a tour bus in Paris and pointing out the sights of interest to the tourists.”
“If you think so, Jake,” she replied with a smile. “You know I’ll do anything you want.”
He slipped a hand between her legs, feeling her hot wetness. “Yes, you do. But you’re about to be promoted and made a star rather than a supporting actress.”
“Does that mean my pay will be increased?” she asked with a laugh.
“Since you haven’t been paid anything yet, that will be easy.”
“You are wrong, boss,” Margi said as she snuggled closer. “You haven’t given me cash other than tips, but you’ve given me much, much more. I feel safe and comfortable here.” She thought a minute before softly touching his cheek. “I feel like I could stay here with you forever and never want to leave.”
Bull pulled his young assistant into a kiss that was about to blossom into another mating call when he stopped. “Margi, why did you ask if I wanted to whore you out to our guests? Has that happened to you before?”
Margi rolled back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “I didn’t want to tell you the truth, but the answer is yes. The reason I showed up on your doorstep was not because Stephen feared for my safety in South Africa. We agreed I would leave if he would write a letter of recommendation and I would refrain from telling anyone what happened. He did suggest I come to you because he thinks highly of you and thought your Marine background made you a ‘stand up’ kind of man.”
“Tell me what happened with Stephen.”
Margi hesitated a moment before looking at Jake. “He saw me flirting with one of his guests and decided that since I had traveled around the world without an escort or my parents, I was probably easy. He set me up with the guest, expecting me to spend the night with him. The guest told me that Stephen had assured him that I wanted sex and would perform any act he might want. I never found out for a fact, but believe that Stephen even sold me out as if I was a whore.” Margi sniffed and tears formed in her eyes. “I’m not a whore, Jake. I enjoy sex and share it with the people I want.”
“Of course, you’re not,” Jake said as he hugged her. “I can’t imagine anyone thinking such a thing.”
“Well, I did take care of two women one night a couple of weeks ago.”
“Yes, you did, but that was your suggestion, not mine. I would never ask you to do sex for the good of my business.” He hugged her and laughed. “Now, I might ask you to do sex with me for my good, but not for the business.”
Margi kissed him. “And I hope you continue to want sex with me every day for as long as I’m here. I could never turn you down. You are my own Bull.”
The following day, when the touring truck pulled out to take their guests into the Serengeti, Margi was sitting in one of the passenger seats with Bull’s suggestion that she was along to help serve lunch and drinks. She was also a part of the touring party for the rest of the week.
The next group of guests arrived the following Sunday afternoon and was treated to drinks and dinner in the main building. The next morning, Margi was a part of the touring party. By the end of the week, she had been to each of the safari group’s standard destinations and was getting comfortable with the job of tour leader.
On Saturday night, after the week’s guests were gone, Jake had a present for Margi.
“To commemorate your graduation from bartender to tour guide, I have a gift for you.” Jake, wearing a big smile, handed her a box. “This is your graduation present.”
Margi excitedly tore open the box to find a khaki shirt, shorts and a standard safari hat like the one that Jake wore when leading the tour. “Is this my new uniform?”
“If you’re going to be a safari guide, you have to look the part,” Jake said with a laugh.
“Do I get to carry one of those big guns?” she asked with a giggle.
“You can,” he replied, “But only after you’ve learned to shoot it. I had thirty years of service in the Marines to learn how to pull a trigger. If you want to pack heat, you’ll have to learn how to handle it.”
“Maybe I could just carry a pistol on my belt,” she suggested.
“Same rules apply, love,” he told her. “Although seeing you naked with a rifle on your arm would be pretty sexy.” Jake pulled her to him for a hug. “I have several sets of this uniform for you because it’s too hot here to wear the same thing more than once. And you’ll have to wear underwear.”
“I don’t own any,” Margi laughed. “And I think the male guests would enjoy it more if I showed some cleavage.”
Jake thought for a minute. “That’s not a bad idea, but I’m the only person who’s going to see you naked.”
“So, I still get to do bartender duties at night? You know I enjoy doing that.”
“Yes, you can,” he said with a nod. “But from now on, you sit at the dining table with the guests and stay out of the kitchen.”
On the third day for the next week’s group, Jake turned the tour guide job over to Margi. When the group returned at the end of the day, she found Jake at his desk.
“How did it go?” he asked.
“I think it went rather well,” she smiled. “Bukula didn’t make any faces at me, so I don’t think I made any mistakes. Our guests seemed to enjoy it.”
“I’m sure the men did. Were you showing that much skin?” he said, pointing at her unbuttoned shirt.
“No,” she replied while opening the rest of the buttons. “I only want you to see what’s hidden behind this very unsexy shirt.” Margi pulled the tail of the shirt out of her shorts and let it all fall to the floor. “You’ve been sitting here quietly all day and should have the energy to give me a good boffing before dinner.”
Jake watched as she dropped her shorts beside the shirt, standing in front of him wearing only the white, thong panties he bought for her. “I guess since you’ve been doing my job all day, you’ll want to be on top.”
“That sounds like an excellent idea,” she said in a sexy voice while peeling off the panties. “But maybe I’ll just take you right here. Get those pants off, Jake. The tour guide needs a ride.”
For the next two weeks, Margi handled all of the tour guide duties. Jake stayed in his office working on something he hadn’t shared with her. But now she had started a new tradition. Each day after returning from the day’s tour, Margi would step into his office, strip and ride him, saying this was all the pay she needed. Jake decided he liked the new tradition and was more than happy to keep it up.
On the third week, a new group arrived from the US. There were three couples, each taking one of the bungalows. At the Sunday evening get-together, Jake and Margi met their new guests. Two of the couples were in their sixties and both had been married for at least thirty years. The men had been successful in business and knew each other from a membership at a country club.
The third couple was younger. Bull decided that the man was probably in his mid-forties and his wife was probably several years younger. The man was handsome and fit. His wife was extremely attractive and shapely. Jake noticed that the younger man paid a lot of attention to Margi and thought he caught the man’s wife looking his way.
Bull, Margi and the guests had an enjoyable evening. He gave them a rundown on the week’s planned activities and explained that Margi would be their guide. Margi served more drinks than usual and everyone left happy.
As they were getting into bed, Margi asked, “Did you get a chance to talk with Tim and Tina Henderson?”
“Not much,” Jake said while sliding into the sheets and patting the space beside him. “Did you?”
“Not a lot,” she answered while scooting in beside him. “But I thought Tina was keeping her eyes on you. You may have to perform for her this week.”
“In front of her husband?”
“Why not?” Margi asked while slipping her hand down to his crotch. “Maybe that’s his thing.”
“Well, my thing is enjoying what you’re doing right now,” he explained while stretching out.
“I know these things,” she said before slipping his cock into her mouth. “Watch out for her.”
On Tuesday, following the day’s adventure, Margi showed up in Jake’s office. As usual, she immediately began removing her clothes while he watched. When she straddled him, taking his stiff rod, Margi kissed him and asked, “What is a hot wife?”
“Can we talk later?” Jake asked. “I’d rather concentrate on these fabulous tits and tight pussy.”
Margi closed her eyes and moaned. “I think you can do both. Tell me what it means.”
As she glided up and down his staff, Jake took her breasts in his hands. “I think it generally indicates a woman who is shared by her husband.”
Margi groaned before asking, “What do you mean? He shares his wife sexually?”
“Yes,” he mumbled while taking one of her nipples in his mouth. “It would be a man who enjoys watching his wife have sex with another person, usually another man. He enjoys watching.”
Margi was moving faster. “Is that kinda sick? Watching your wife fuck another man sounds strange.” Margi was getting into it, but asked, “Have you ever been with a hot wife?”
“Yeah, once when I was stationed in California.”
“How did it happen?” she asked while panting.
“I met them in a bar. She was coming on to me and her husband asked if I would like to go home with them and fuck his wife. She was pretty and busty, so I agreed and went home with them.”
“Oh, fuck,” Margi gasped. “I’ll bet that was fun!” as she moved faster and took him deeper.
“Well, I don’t think I would enjoy watching someone else have sex with you when I could be doing it myself. But some people are just put together differently.” Jake grabbed her ass cheeks. “Move it, Margi. Move your perfect ass, baby. This old man’s about to erupt!”
Afterwards, while they were cooling down, Jake asked, “Why are you asking about a hot wife?”
She replied, “Today, while we were having our lunch break, Tim Henderson was watching his wife talking with the other guests. I was standing next to him and he said, ‘You know, Tina is a hot wife.’ I didn’t know what it meant and just suggested I didn’t know.”
“That’s interesting,” Jake pondered. “I wonder if he’s going to try to get you and Tina together to provide his entertainment.”
“Maybe we’ll find out tonight,” Margi said as she slipped off his softening cock. “Let’s go take a shower and get ready for dinner. I’ll let you know if he’s suggesting something later.”
“You know ... if you’d like to play with them, you have a green light from me. You might enjoy someone younger than your old bunkmate. I want you to understand that you would be doing it because you wanted to and not for your employer.”
After dinner that night, Bull was discussing the day’s activities with the two older couples. “How do you know the Hendersons?” he asked.
One of the women offered, “They are members of our country club. She is his second wife. We knew the first one and liked her. Tina comes off as a bit of a sex pot, but I’m sure Tim is happy with that kind of woman.”