Men and women of all ages, clad in cloths, were doing their everyday activities. It was like he was at a museum, looking at an ancient African exhibit... and it happened to come alive. One by one, the tribal folk began noticing the new comers. They stopped doing whatever they were doing and approached them, gathering in front of the chief. Peter stood by his mom and could count about thirty people gathered together. The tribesmen were curiously regarding him with big and curious eyes. The chief. Phillip then leaned over and traced his finger up and down my dripping slit and stopped just as he neared my clit. I was trembling thinking about what he might do next. After a couple more rounds of my lip, I leaned back and closed my eyes then I felt him pull his hand away and then there was stinging pain as he smacked my pussy hard with the flat of his hand. It hurt but at the same time I felt like my pussy was on fire for more. I moaned at the vibration that started to go through my pussy. She flopped back onto the pillows and her robe slipped open, a breast showing, and her shaved pussy. I was sure that it must have been shaved, it looked so. oh I don't know, I never thought of sex before, but something about the sight of her naked pussy made me feel good. Sure I wasn't that na‹ve, I knew what sex was and how you did it, just didn't really fancy trying it with boys, the consequences of getting it wrong were too much to even contemplate. Anna giggled as she saw me looking at her. All of us down to our jock straps - there were 7 of us and you could see all of us had hard-ons. A voice came over the speaker "hunters enter" then from another door enter and in walked about 20 older men - about 40+ - all completely naked and with hard ons at the ready. They turned and faced us. "The rules are simple" the voice said "run into the maze." "The longer you last the less likely your are to get gang fucked" the voice continued "Once you are cornered you must submit" it paused "For.