Tame camp 2 By Strega The wilds of Africa were an exciting place. You could see all sorts of exotic wildlife and exciting landscapes. The natural order played out, the constant struggle of predator and prey, and the wars between even the predators. Best known of those was the ancient hatred between hyenas and lions. Lions killed every hyena they could catch alone, and packs of hyenas would happily kill and eat any solitary lion. It took a group of hyenas to kill a lion, but no lone hyena was safe if even one lion was within reach. Except here, at Camp Mwele, known as Tame Camp. Walt heard the growls outside his tent and the first thing he saw when he ran down the zipper was a male hyena enthusiastically fucking a lioness. He'd seen enough feral action since getting here to know what was going on. The hyena's cock lacked a male lion's barbs but he was longer and twice as thick. The lioness let out a yowl of pleasure as he humped, and the hyena giggled, perhaps indulging a lifetime wish to put it to a lioness. Here, and only here, he could do it safely. Nearby was a male lion, currently atop the other male hyena. To a male's penis one asshole is much like another and the hyena was in the opposite situation to the lioness. The lion's cock was thin but barbed. That was apparently what the spotted predator wanted, since his own cock was unsheathed and hard. If he was very lucky, maybe the lion would let him take his turn on top. To the untrained eye a male and a female hyena were identical, down to what seemed to be balls and a cock on the female. Walt knew the differences, though. If that were a female hyena, arousal would have the opposite effect. A female hyena's pseudopenis retracts for sex, making the docking easier. Otherwise a male could mount her only with the greatest difficulty. There was a good reason he knew this to be a fact. That reason let out an irritated growl and stepped up over him. The female hyena was bigger than the males, bigger than he was and much stronger. When she straddled him and rubbed her belly against his cock there was nothing to do for it but reach down, dig his fingers into her fur, and slide himself into her retracted pseudopenis. The she-hyena glanced out through the open tent and cackled as the lioness twisted and snapped at her lover. The male hyena barely got out of reach in time and stood panting, his nose showing a scratch from another near miss. His dripping cock showed he'd succeeded in his goal of mating with the lioness. She had felt him cum and lashed out just as she would against a male lion. Fucking a lioness was a risky endeavor. Walt should know. He had the scars. The male lion, having spent himself in the other hyena's ass, watched lazily and his former lover poked the lioness's rump with a paw. Though she'd just chased away one hyena she rolled compliantly onto her belly and moved her tail aside so the second hyena could mount her. The male lion shook his mane and grinned at the sight. Lions mate dozens of times a day and it was little surprise when he stepped up over the mating pair. There was no way to mount the lioness with a horny hyena in the way so once again a barbed cat cock went up a hyena's ass. It only inspired the spotty predator to fuck the lioness harder. Pinned between two larger predators, it was satisfy her or risk the wrath of both of them. He was inside the lioness in the good way. Displease the lions and he might end up inside one or both in the bad way. The male hyena humped for all he was worth even as a lion twice his weight reamed out his asshole. Everyone was happy. Including Walt and the she-hyena. Walt gripped her haunches and thrust, knowing from personal experience that he was hung just about as well as a hyena male. He'd just seem not one but two hyena cocks, after all, and earlier that night, more than seen them. His record was four species in one night. Tonight he'd have to settle for two, but he'd lie with three males and two females, assuming everyone was interested. Someone was, right now. The male hyena not currently serving as the filling in a lion sandwich poked his nose into the tent and the she-hyena, not feeling the need to be dominant here in a safe place, allowed Walt to roll over with her underneath. That gave him more leverage to thrust and she hooked her forepaws over him to keep him right where he was. The male hyena cemented Walt's place as sandwich filling as he straddled Walt's ass and went to work. Two interspecies threesomes fucked within ten feet of each other. Only one of the six could talk, but you didn't need to talk for this. The way Walt saw it, why restrict yourself to just one sex of lover? Then only half as many are available. You didn't need to be bisexual to enjoy Tame Camp, but it sure didn't hurt. Some people came here for other things. Put his head in any local predator's mouth, he was told, and his expensive trip to Africa would end with it belching and settling down to digest a meal. Many of the local herbivores, if large enough, weren't shy about such things either. Even weirder things happened. He'd seen it himself. One night an abnormally large honey badger female turned up at the camp. She'd happily let him fuck her, then turned and looked at him as though waiting for something. Later he'd found out why, when he walked past another camp and seen a set of human feet disappearing into her pussy. There was a slurp and the man was just a great bulge in her middle, voluntarily he was sure. The honey badger showed up again the next night, still fat from her meal, but he'd no interest in putting his dick in a man-eating snatch. If he wanted to end the night inside one or more creatures, they were willing to oblige him. But Walt only wanted to be inside them in what he considered the good way. That was fine with them, too. Facing the tent entrance, he watched the great-maned lion snarl and suddenly dismount from the hyena male. The hyena just kept humping. There were reasons lionesses were happy to come here and visit with their ancestral enemies. A prowling leopard appeared from the brush and watched for a moment, then flicked an ear as a bell rung in the distance. Silently he was gone, following the sound to a waiting lover or lovers. An elephant followed, vastly larger but eerily almost as silent. There was a frenzy of panting in the tent as Walt and the male hyena almost simultaneously left their cum in a lover. He hadn't quite managed to satisfy the she-hyena despite his best effort and she slipped from beneath him, shooting the male lion a look that needed no translation. With a lazy growl the maned cat set to work finishing what a human started, his balls bouncing off the hyena's belly not a yard from Walt's nose. The lion knew a she-hyena's peculiarities as well as he did and the male cat had no difficulty servicing his newest lover. The male hyena atop Walt left the tent to watch and see who he'd get to fuck next. An elephant. That was adventurous. How did that work, exactly? Did several humans gang up on a leg-sized elephant cock or was there a vast quantity of lube involved? Maybe he'd find out tomorrow night. Definitely not tonight. With three hyenas and two lions at his campsite, he had all he could handle.