John was now fifteen. One late afternoon, he was swimming in the cool
water of the small river with his friends at the other end of the
village. All of a sudden they heard much shouting and crying coming from
the village. He then saw thick smoke rising in the sky. As soon as they
got out of the water a few old men with many children following them,
led them away into the forest. At the time John didn't know what the
commotion was all about but he and the other swimmers followed the
elders and they got away as fast as possible from the village.
When they were a couple of miles well into the jungle, they were
informed that the village was under attack by a tribe that called
themselves the Kullowa. They were living north of their village and it
seemed that the last time they had been attacked by them, which was many
years ago, a lot of warriors on both sides had died.
Before the darkness felt, they got word from one of their warrior
that the attackers had been repelled since there had been only a few
dozens of them. Those that hadn't been killed, had run away into the
hills where they had originally come from. Once John was back into the
village, he saw to his horrors that the attack had begun at the edge of
the forest near the church which was now a heap of smoldering ruin while
half of his house, which was next to it, was also burned down.
When he hurried into the house it was to discover that both, his
father and mother were dead. He was told later that the spears of the
Kullowa warriors killed them while they were trying to put out the
fire.
Beside John's parents, four Watiga men had been killed and half a
dozen had been wounded. On the Kullowa side, six of their bodies were
counted and two wounded warriors were later discovered and immediately
killed. While the villagers burned their dead, John buried the bodies of
his parents in a shallow grave near the back of the church.
A couple of days after the attack, there were talks about leaving the
site of the village and moving south where they would be farther still
from the Kullowa. Beside, now that there had been violent death in the
village, it was no longer considered sacred and the tribe feared that
they were going to loose the protection of the spirits if they remained
there.
So it was deceided a few days later, that everyone would pack their
possessions - of which there wasn't much - and they began walking south
along the bank of the river. It took them two days to reach their
destination, which John guessed to be about twenty miles south of the
previous site of the village.
When they left, John hadn't been allowed to take anything from the
ruins of his house except some clothes that he managed to pick when no
one could see him. It seemed that there was a bad spirit roaming in the
vicinity of the church and the adjoining houses. The village chief
strictly forbade him to even go near the place.
As soon as they arrived at their new location, they began to build
new huts. Wamna, the village chief, ordered John to live with Kabouso
the first hunter. Since Kabouso was often away from the village for long
stretches of time, the chief said that there would thus be plenty of
room in his hut. Wamna had no trouble to convince Kabouso that it would
be a good thing for him to have John around to keep an eye on his wife
Lokali while he was away.
Of course John wasn't too happy with this arrangement since there had
never been too much friendship between him and Kabouso. He would have
preferred instead to be a member of Kabouso's hunting party and have a
hut of his own, but he was too young yet. Therefore he did bent to the
will of the village chief and he moved in with Konawa and Lokali.
Once in Kabouso's hut he was given a mat and was shown where to place
it near the door at night. The hut was quite small and even there he was
just four or five feet from the other mat where Konawa and Lokali slept.
At night he was a witness to the noises of their fucking.
Lokali didn't even tried to hide her pleasure when she was fucked
from behind, and her moaning and shouting had such an effect on John,
that he began to wish that he could take Kabouso's place behind her.
Often, when Kabouso was done with her she would again begged him to go
on and to keep fucking her. But Kabouso would have none of that, as soon
as he had had his climax, he would immediately stretch on the mat and go
to sleep thus leaving pretty Lokali still lewd and lustful with her
needs only partly quenched.
Most of the time, he would then hear her afterward using her hands on
her cunt so as to satisfy her needs. John knew this since even above the
sounds of the regular breathing of her sleeping husband, he could hear
the rhythmic rubbing of her hands on her moist cunt. Almost every night
was a repetition of the previous one. She always tried to get more out
of her husband, but with always the same negative result.
Two weeks after John's moving in with Kabouso and his wife, an
incident happened in the new village. This event had an impact on John's
life. A little boy of about six had fallen from a tree and had broken
his arm. The boy's arm was half twisted and he was in a lot of pain.
Since the Reverend, his father, used to set broken limbs, the child's
mother went to see John so that he could fix the arm of her child.
Although he had never reset a limb by himself before, he had often
helped his father do it. This was probably why the mother had gone for
his help. He was taken to the boy's hut and he ordered everyone outside,
as was the custom when his father was alive. After the initial pain of
snapping the bone back in place, the boy stopped crying. When John was
done with the tying of his arm with strips of leather and woods, he and
the boy - now smiling - walked out of the hut. The boy's mother was so
grateful to John that she gave him a beautiful antelope skin already
tanned and softened.
On that day John decided that from then on, he was going to learn
everything he could about healing and become a medicine man so as to
replace old Samouno who was getting very old and who was almost blind by
now. John knew that Samouno hadn't very long to live since he was by far
the oldest member of the tribe. There wasn't only magic to his many
brews and herbs, and more often than not, those that went to seek his
help came back feeling better. What better way to learn, though John,
than to be permitted to work with him.
The following day, after the incident of the boy with the broken arm,
John went to talk to old Samouno. He explained to him that he wanted to
learn from him and that he was ready and willing to help him by doing
all that was asked of him. John knew that with what he had already
learned from his father, he could one day be the most important member
of the tribe. Beside, he had now made up his minds that as soon as it
would be possible, he was going to go back to his parents half burned
house and try to salvage some of the books and medication that were
still there. Since the place was considered to be haunted by the Watiga,
they had planted half a dozen sticks around the house and church, on
each stick there was one of the severed head of the dead Kullowa. With
such powerful signs, even the Kullowa themselves wouldn't want to go
near the place and John knew that all of his father's books were
probably still intact in the house.
Samouno didn't say anything when he heard John's offer. Instead, he
looked at him squarely into the eyes for a long time, then he ordered
him to go and fetch water. John took this as a sign of agreement and he
hurried out with the water bag.
For the next ten days or so, he did his best to be of assistance to
the medicine man. He was there early in the morning until early evening
when he went back to Kabouso's hut to eat his evening meal and to spent
the night there.
He did all sort of things for the medicine man. From digging roots to
boiling seeds and herbs then pouring strange brews in clay jugs. Of
course there were things that the medicine man didn't want to teach him
yet since he believed that John wasn't ready. But on the whole he got
along well with old Samouno and he realized that the old man was
beginning to appreciate his help.
Gradually John was allowed to assist the old man in the healing
ceremonies that took place in a special room that had been built for
this purpose next to the medicine man's hut. Sometimes his patients
would remained there for as much as a week, and during that time no one
beside the healer - and later John also - was allowed inside. Food to
feed the patient was brought by the sick person's family and given to
the medicine man.
One evening, when John got back to Kabouso's hut, he learned from
Lokali, that her husband and a party of six hunters had left in mid-
morning on an expedition to the east in the low hills. They had gone to
explore the country around the village and also to hunt at the same
time. The rainy season was just beginning and there was a need for more
meat and skins so as to keep the rain from dripping inside the huts
during the wet season. When John asked how long they were going to be
gone, she replied that she didn't know exactly but she felt very sad
since it would be at least three or four weeks, judging by the distance
they intended to cover.
During the night, the rains began to fall very heavily, and by early
morning it was pouring down so much that it was impossible to see more
than an arm's length ahead. He remained with Lokali in the hut sleeping
on his mat near the entrance while she also slept for most of the
morning.
They both got up around noon to eat fruits and dry fish. While they
sat and talked, John had ample time to examine her more closely. She was
beautiful indeed he realized, she had shoulder length hair with only a
little curls in them. Her skin was light brown like the rest of the
tribe but she had high cheek bones and her large eyes gave her the
appearance of a goddess of the Nile he had seen in a picture in one of
his father's books.
But what attracted his attention the most was her bosom. Her breasts
were voluminous but not sagging at all. On the contrary they were very
firm with pointed tips that gave them an arrogant look. Whenever she
moved around, they would sway just a little and at the same time they
would spring in a most provocative manner. While they talked, he soon
became very exited to be sitting so close to her, then to his horror he
was unable to prevent himself from having a huge erection.
He was still wearing his short pants - they were full of holes by now
- and since they were rather tight fitting, his exited condition soon
became evident to Lokali. But far from being angry at him, she began
laughing in a teasing manner when she noticed the bulge in his pants and
it seemed to please her to discover that he was often examining her
bosom.
Usually the men of the Watiga tribe became quite indifferent toward
their woman bosom after they had been living together for a certain
time. Being used to see such a sight all day long, they didn't pay that
much attention to their mate bosom when they made love. So it was that
Lokali was both pleased and surprised to notice John's state of
excitement, she even did everything she could to attract his attention
to this part of her body. Of course there was no question of going on
the mat with him since he was still a boy in her eyes, but the fact that
he was appreciating her bosom was a source of pride to her.
The next day it rained again but not as hard as the previous day.
John was able to reach Samouno's hut where he remained until late
afternoon. There wasn't much to do since it was still raining too much
to leave the village so as to pick roots. In the evening, while he was
with Lokali, it began to rain so much that water began to drip from the
roof right over the entrance. Soon the packed earth floor, where John
was to spread his mat for the night, was damp and muddy.
He and Lokali ate and talked a little and when it was time for him to
stretch his mat for the night, the only part of the floor that was dry
was next to Lokali. But just the same John was about to stretch it at
his usual place when Lokali told him that he should sleep in Kabouso's
place next to her since it was the only dry place.
He had no doubt that she had no second thought in her mind, he was
still a boy in her eyes, she just wanted him to sleep on dry ground. He
was glad but he was also scared when he heard her say this. In the half
darkness he walked toward her and after removing all of his clothes -
like everyone else he sleep naked - he stretched himself next to Lokali
on her large mat.
During the rainy season the nights were much colder in this part of
Africa, and for this purpose they had a dear skin covering them so as to
keep the warmth of their body. They were now both sharing the same large
dear skin. After a while he heard Lokali's regular breathing next to him
and later he finally felt asleep. But when he woke up in the middle of
the night, he felt warm and cozy, at the same time he had a lot of
difficulty breathing.
As soon as he became fully awake, he realized that his face was
pressed in something soft and warm that was preventing the air from
getting into his nostrils. He was on the verge of turning his body the
other way when he lifted his head to investigate as to what was giving
him trouble breathing. He felt two arms holding him strongly in place.
He soon realized where he was and he immediately stopped all
movement.
During the night, Lokali had rolled on her side facing him and at the
same time she had managed to slip one arm under his head. She probably
was under the impression that her mate was lying next to her and out of
habit she had cuddled as close to him as possible so as to share their
body heat.
Her mistake became apparent to John and he knew that this was the
reason that she was holding him tightly against her body. Since John was
shorter than her mate, his head was now pressed in the valley of her
splendid bosom. He didn't dare move. At first, his initial reaction was
shock, then he became afraid that Lokali would be very angry at him. He
even figured that she would probably tell her mate if she should ever
discover where his head was at that moment. When he tried to move away
without awakening her, he felt her arms pulling him even more against
her. His only option was to remain motionless for a while and try to
think of a way out of this delicate situation.
But the pleasant warmth of her naked body against his own while they
were lying on their side facing one another, soon causes an ever
increasing twitching of his cock. But his hand, as if having a mind of
its own, gradually went over one of her beautiful breasts.
Ever since he could remember he had dreamed of touching this part of
a woman's body and now he was doing exactly this. The sponginess and the
weight of the soft sphere against his hand was astonishing. It felt warm
against his hand and when he carefully investigated the tip of her
breast with his fingers, he was in for a surprise as he felt her nipple
beginning to swell.
He could barely restrain himself now, he couldn't prevent his lips
from kissing the valley of her bosom as each of her heavy breast was
pressing against one of his cheeks. Then gradually he moved his roaming
mouth over one of the spheres itself where he began licking the tender
flesh all over.
Of course he knew that kissing her bosom like he was doing now was
unheard of among the people to the tribe. Probably no other woman of the
village had ever felt the mouth of a man there and much less being
licked in such a way as he was doing now. Naturally it was quite common
and well accepted to see a mother kiss her child or even her young son
or daughter, but once a child had reached the age of five or six it was
simply not done.
His cock was extremely hard now, and worst still it was pressing
against Lokali's thighs. He felt so lewd and passionate by now that he
was only half-aware of what he was doing. In a surge of excitement he
couldn't prevent himself from seizing her left breast in his hand and he
then aimed the nipple between his lips. After sucking on it a couple of
tentative trials, he opened his mouth wide as his tongue caressed the
hard nipple. All the time he kept sucking greedily, trying to get as
much as possible of the warm sphere into his hungry mouth.
At first Lokali thought that she was with her mate and although he
seldom played with her breasts, he would from time to time squeeze them
a few times or even press them together. But it didn't happen often and
when it did it was not for long.
She was pleasantly surprised indeed when she felt a hand on her bosom
and she moved still closer against him as she held him in her arms. But
she was soon in for a much bigger surprise. A most pleasant sensation
took hold of her, a pleasant feeling that she had never felt before.
Then she realized that a mouth was licking her between her breasts. This
was then followed by a wonderful pressure being applied to the very tip
of her left breast as something wet and warn moved over her nipple.
Even though it felt extremely pleasant to her, she was still shocked
to realized that her mate was sucking on her breast and trying to get as
much of it into his mouth.
She was about to investigate what malign spirit had taken hold of her
husband to make him do such an imaginable thing when she remembered that
Kabouso was away. The boy John was lying next to her. For a few seconds
she remained very still trying to decided as to what she should do. She
figured that John was probably not aware of what he was doing and he
must have been dreaming. She was about to push him away when she
experienced a surge of pleasure. It felt as if her whole breast was
tingling. Never before had she ever experienced such a wonderful
sensation. Why not let him continued, she said to herself, she will
probably never again experience this marvelous new sensation.
Therefore, instead of pushing his head away, she held him even closer
to her bosom and she didn't dare move. After all, she told herself, no
harms was going to come to her by letting him continue. If he was stupid
enough to do this - even if he was dreaming - why should she stop him?
By his actions she was going to gain some of his spiritual strength
while he would become more subjugated to her. She thus remained very
still while she enjoyed the new and exiting pleasure that no other woman
before her had ever felt.
John kept on licking and sucking one breast then the other, he was so
enraptured by what he was doing that it became impossible for him to
stop or even to be gentle about it. Gradually his whole body began to
rock as he regularly pumped his erection between her thighs. Being
unable to restrain himself, he began to move faster and faster until he
felt the most exquisite climax that he had ever experienced in his life.
Gushes after gushes of his juice jetted between Lokali's lower thighs
and when he was done he collapsed in her arms.
A few minutes later, now that part of his passion had been appeased,
he managed to slowly disengaged himself from her arms and he moved
further away on the mat. He began feeling bad about what he had just
done and he thought about how lucky he had been that she had remained
asleep while he had been fondling her body.
When Lokali felt John's erection against her thighs, she purposely
lifted one leg a little until she felt his hardness between her thighs,
when she lowered her leg again, his erection was thus trapped in-between
as if it was in a tight sheath. As soon as he began pumping between her
thighs she was able to judge the seize of his manhood and it surprised
her indeed to see how think it seemed to be. She had no doubt that it
was much bigger than that of her mate. At one point she came close to
placing her hand on it but she didn't know how this strange boy would
react if he was dreaming. Instead she kept on being very still and
pretended to sleep. She knew of course that he was fucking her between
her squeezing thighs and when she heard his grunting and heavy breathing
it became evident to her that soon he was going to spill his joy fluid
between her thighs. She was not disappointed, a short time later she
felt his sticky and warm juice soaking her inner thighs and even the
base of her bottom at the back. When he was done, she felt pleased with
herself. She knew that she had gained part of his spirit and that he
would forever be indebted and attached to her now.
But when she felt him trying to carefully force her arms so as to
make her release her grip around him, it then became evident to her that
he had not been dreaming at all as she had first thought. After gaining
his freedom from her encircling arms, he rolled on his back next to her
and he remained very still. She then carefully brought one hand between
her thighs where it felt sticky and she then smeared as much of his
juice as possible on her hand. Next she wiped her hand clean between the
lips of her cunt thus depositing much of his joy juice where it did
belong.
Of course John didn't sleep after that. He was much too shaken by the
ordeal he had gone through. Beside, the gray light of morning was
already filtering through the rain and spilling into the hut around the
edge of the skin closing the entrance.
When he got up later, Lokali appeared to be sleeping and he didn't
wake her. He was only too glad to leave before she got up and he
immediately went to the medicine man's hut. As he worked there, he began
to worry about what he had done during the night and he promised himself
that it would never happen again. Had Lokali suddenly awaken while he
was enjoying her body it would have been very bad for him. Her husband
Kabouso was someone to be feared and John had no doubt that he would
have had to deal with him. But by mid-morning, the events of the night
kept coming back to him, and as he relived them in his mind it began to
excite him. Soon he had to use his will power so as not to think about
the night's events since he didn't want Samouno to see the bulge at the
front of his short pants.
By early afternoon he was again looking forward to be lying next to
Lokali, and as he anxiously walked back to her hut, he was nervous and
even his hands were shaking with anticipation as well as with fear.
Since the rain had stopped, Lokali had been able to cook a stew of
roots and pieces of antelope meat. They ate quietly and not a word was
said about the previous night's events.
As soon as it became dark, Lokali went back to stretch on her mat and
she told John that he should again sleep next to her since it was
probably going to rain again during the night and beside the floor was
still very damp near the door.
When he heard this, John had trouble hiding his joy. A few minutes
later he was lying completely naked in the darkness next to Lokali. He
was now hoping to have a repetition of the events of the previous night
and he was not disappointed.
As soon as he thought that he could hear her regular breathing, he
gently placed one hand on her breasts and once again he proceeded to
kneaded and press it then he did the same to the other. This went on for
a while until he found enough courage to move his hand to other parts of
her body.
First he paid attention to her thighs which he discovered were
extremely soft to his touch and as his hand explored further, he soon
felt the edge of the patch of hair covering her lower body. Now that he
had already explore her bosom he was very attracted to this part of her
body where he knew her joy hole to be.
But still, he couldn't find enough courage to linger too long on this
forbidden region. His hand went above and under her navel, next he
caressed the front of her thighs and even the tender flesh in-between.
At last, with a supreme surge of willpower, he forced his whole hand
on her triangle of hair while one of his fingers proceeded to delicately
open her cunt's lips. He was amazed to discovered the abundant moisture
between the folds of flesh hiding her joy hole.
When Locali stretched on her back, she purposely did so in the middle
of the mat so that John's body would be closer to hers. Later when he
laid down next to her, she was very careful not to move and she
purposely went on breathing very regularly so as to give him the
impression that she was sleeping.
She was now hoping that the boy was going to feel her breasts once
again, after all it wasn't often that her husband did so. But most
important she wanted John to suck on her breasts as he had done the
previous night, even if it met that he would become spiritually weaker
in the process. His lips on her breasts had felt almost as good and
fucking with her husband and she knew that no other man would ever do
that to her in the future.
Then at last she felt his hand crawling over her stomach. Judging by
his fast rate of breathing she could tell that he was extremely exited
and this in turn caused her heart to beat faster in expectation of what
he was going to do next.
Once again his roaming hand moved all over her breasts as he
carefully fondled them. While this was going on she began to ask herself
if he had often fucked a female before and more important still,how big
was his organ of pleasure was.
At last his hand left her breasts and it went lower as he moved it in
wider and wider circles over her stomach. Sometimes she could even feel
it very close to the hair over her woman part. He is a strange boy she
thought as she continued to enjoy his exploring hand. On each circuit
his hand went a little lower in its circular path until the flat of his
hand finally came to rest smack over her hair.
Until then, only her husband had dared to touch her like that, and he
had done this only a few times. Of course whenever he would insert his
man stick into her, she always could feel his fingers or part of his
hand between her thighs, but he would only keep it there for a couple of
seconds, just long enough so as to guide his hardness into her.
But the boy was now opening and closing his hand in her hair and it
was plain to her that he was now lost, but even then she had no
intention of stopping him.
She felt a voluptuous sensation such as she had never experienced
before, and the instance that he opened the entrance to her joy hole
with his fingers, she had a last thought about the fact that she was
again robbing him of another part of his spirit.
But she couldn't and wouldn't make him stop. Instead, she gradually
opened her legs to give him better access to the junction of her legs
while she remained stretched there and enjoyed the wonderful new
sensations.
Many times John had watched his father and mother in their love
plays, and often his father had inserted more than one finger into his
mother's cunt. John was now ready to try this and he hoped that it
wouldn't awaken Lokali.
Already the tip of his longest fingers had found its way between her
lips and he could tell that it was extremely slippery inside. He then
noticed that her thighs were slowly parting thus making it easier for
him to explore her.
The more he twitched his finger between her lips, the wider he could
feel her legs opening. Soon he could rub his whole hand over her cunt
without the slightest difficulty. He thus took the opportunity to push
his finger deeper between the fold of her lips and into the entrance of
her cunt.
It felt warm and tight, the more he wiggled his finger inside her,
the more moisture he could detect coming from the depth of her love
hole. By now her passage was so slippery that he soon found the whole
length of his finger completely inside her. At the same time he was
surprised to hear a gasp escape from her mouth. He stop all movements of
his hand for a while. But even then, he could still feel the
contractions inside her cunt around the entire length of his captive
finger.
Then her body began to jerk and at the same time he heard her moaning
softly. A few seconds later his hand was flooded with her juice as both,
the contractions around his finger and her moaning gradually
ceased.
When Lokali opened her thighs as far as she could without revealing
the fact that she was not sleeping, she waited for John's next move. His
finger was still at the entrance of her soaking lips and she very much
doubted that he would push it much deeper into her hungry passage.
But she felt the tip twitch, thus producing a wave of pleasure
throughout her body. He then moved his hand lower and indeed she felt
his finger slowly entering her. Her legs began to moved of their own as
she opened herself even more to his imbedded finger.
As he went on moving his finger within her, the pleasure she felt
doubled then tripled until she became aware that a crisis was
approaching. Still she knew that she had to control herself so as not to
reveal the fact that she was not sleeping.
She was quite certain that no other woman in the tribe had ever had
such an experience as the one she was having now. Certainly no man would
dare do such a thing to a woman since the price to pay was much too
high.
Lokali now knew that John would never be the same again. The only
regret she had now was that he might not be willing or be able to do
these wonderful things to her again.
Then his finger moved faster within her depth. Her body went out of
control and for the first time in her life, she experienced a climax by
mean of a male's hand and finger.
Yes she is still asleep, thought John. He had felt a surge of fear
when he heard the noises she made. For a while he thought that she would
suddenly come out of her sleep. It is a good thing, he thought, that she
is a sound sleeper, otherwise he would have been caught by now and he
didn't even want to think of the consequences.
But his appetite for Lokali's body was far from being quenched, on
the contrary he wanted her more than ever now. Slowly he removed his
finger and hand from her body. They were all smeared with her juice, he
could even smell the tangy sexual sent coming from her cunt and from his
slippery hand.
What did it tasted like? His father had seem to like the taste of the
juice from his mother's cunt, John had often seen him kiss and lick his
mother's cunt.
He brought his hand to his nose and smelled it, then he opened his
lips and he brought the tip of his tongue on the wet finger. Far from
being disgusted with the taste, he proceeded to lick his finger as well
as his hand.
When he was done he felt extremely lewd and he applied once again his
mouth to her breast, which he licked and kissed all over. By now the
deerskin covering them was at his feet, there was nothing preventing him
from moving his lips all over her body. He went from breasts to abdomen
then to her thighs to finally come to rest over the curls of her cunt.
More than anything else he had ever wanted in his life, he was dying
to feel his mouth on her cunt's lips. But he was still afraid of her
reaction if she should realize what he was doing to her. For long
minutes his mouth lingered over her hair while he inhaled the pungent
odor of her lower body. By now he was on his knees between her opened
thighs and he could feel her legs opening and closing slightly around
his legs as if she was coaxing him to go on with the deed.
Afterward, he couldn't say exactly how it happened, but all that he
remembered is that he had his lips on her cunt's lips while his tongue
was plunging into her grotto.
He sucked and swallowed, with his nose rubbing against her clitoris -
as his father used to called it while making love to his mother - and
the more he rubbed his nose on the small projection, the more agitated
she became, as she grinded her cunt all over his mouth and even over his
face.
Surely, he told himself, she can't be asleep by now. But still there
was no way that he could stop what he was doing. Beside he was so
enraptured with her cunt that he no longer cared. Then a little later,
he finally got the proof that she was fully awake when all of a sudden
he felt both of her hands at the back of his head pushing his mouth
deeper against her cunt.
Locali didn't dare move. Was he done with her? She hoped not, never
before had she felt so much pleasure, and all this without his having to
push his man stick within her. He was hers now, with all these forbidden
things he had done to her, his spirit probably no longer belongs to him
by now. She had now possession of it.
What was he going to do now? She could hear him licking something.
But she soon forgot about what he could be doing when she felt his hand
on her breast once more, soon his lips replaced his hand. Yes, he was
going to give her more pleasure with his mouth. How strange and
wonderful he was she though.
But his mouth left her breast, it slid lower until it was just above
her hair on her lower body. Could it be, she said to herself, that he
intend to kiss her between her legs where his finger had just left. Kiss
her on that most sacred place where not even a finger should linger for
long? Should she stop him? No, he was already lost and he must also know
it and this is probably why he no longer cared what would happen to him.
He had nothing more to lose now.
She waited motionless, expecting the unthinkable and at the same time
not daring to move as much as a finger while she could tell that he was
moving his body between her thighs. She made room for him by opening
them as wide as she could. His mouth was now kissing her thighs, kissing
and licking her everywhere it touched, then his breath was on her cunt's
lips.
The most indescribable and unimaginable sensation took hold of her
body as she experienced the pressure of his warm mouth over her woman
part. She knew that his mouth had reached its goal and he was drinking
from her forbidden fountain. Before she fully realized what she was
doing, her hands went of their own at the back of his head thus pressing
him harder. At the same time her lower body began to shove and girate as
she started grinding her cunt all over his mouth.
It was now quite evident to John that Lokali was completely aware of
his doing. She was even moving her body madly around his trapped head.
In all of his life he had never felt so bawdy and lustful as his mouth
tasted her abundant juice. He didn't hesitate one second to swallow the
sacred elixir. Even then he did shove his tongue all the way inside her
joy hole so as to be able to reach every precious drops that his mouth
hadn't been able to suck from her cunt. He purposely rubbed his nose
against her clitoris and thus made her discharge more juice into his
mouth.
Each time that she reached an orgasm, he felt his head being locked
between her thighs as she closed them in convulsions around his ears.
The only sound he heard then was the fast beating of his heart as well
as the smacking noises that his mouth made as he eagerly drank the
enchanting brew that her cunt was constantly secreting.
Every half-minute or so he was rewarded with a mouthful of warm juice
while her whole body would wriggle wildly around his head. John couldn't
say how long he remained thus between her legs since time met nothing to
him then, but he finally had to pull his head away from her junction
since he was beginning to feel a cramp at the back of his neck. When he
finally did pull his head away, his face was smeared from her multiple
orgasms and he was still trembling with passion.
Never would Lokali have imagined that one day she would experience a
mouth on her woman part. The instant that his tongue went within her
passage she almost past out from the intensity of the new sensations
that prevailed throughout her whole body. It seemed that her body was no
longer hers to control as her legs closed in a tight grip around the
head between her legs. Then waves after waves of pure pleasure took hold
of her and she could actually feel the juice being sucked out of her
passage while at the same time she was enveloped in the laps of
sensuality and lubricity. The sensations were so new and so strong that
she seemed to be continuously spending into John's mouth as half a dozen
orgasms, one after the other, shook her whole body.
She was about to turn herself over and get on her hand and knees so
as to let him introduce his member into her. But instead she felt him
sliding higher on her belly. He moved up until his face was only inches
from her own. While both of their bodies were touching very intimately
she could feel her breasts being flattened against his stomach.
Then, much to her surprise, she realized that he was going to fuck
her in that manner. She had never heard of fucking in such a way, and at
first she very much doubted it could be done that way. But she was
willing to let him have his way, so far he had done so many strange
things to her that one more wouldn't change things much for him.
One of his hand went between their bodies and soon the pulsating knob
of his manhood was against her entrance. He then made her bent her legs
at the knees by lifting them with his hands and as soon as she was
positioned the way he wanted, she felt the pressing knob slowly entering
her. Because of the fact that she was already extremely wet she soon
felt her passage being stretched as it never had been before and a short
while later he was completely within her.
The exquisite pressure of her cunt's wall against the length of his
erection was extraordinary delicious and for long seconds John didn't
want to move. He just remained still as he enjoyed the heavenly pleasure
of this extreme tightness around his organ. All the time he kept
reminding himself where his cock was lodged.
But then, without his being able to control himself, he began to pull
out a little and then plung in again, thus producing the friction that
multiplied by ten the pleasure he had previously been experiencing.
All of a sudden, Lokali threw her legs around his waist, after
locking her feet behind his back she held him with both arms behind his
neck. As he increased his tempo, he was seconded by Lokali who began to
shudder with excess lust as her cried of sensuality and voluptuousness
became louder and louder. He was then seized in the grip of intense
waves of pleasure as the crisis was upon him and he spent in an agony of
ecstasy. He poured a flood of spunk deep within her and when the
convulsions gradually ceased, half a minute later, he was weak from the
intense passion and he collapsed on top of her.
What an extraordinary thing, thought Lokali. He was well within her
and all this without her having to assumed the hands and knees position.
It was wonderful to feel his body touching her everywhere while her
passage was thus stretched to its limit. She could actually feel his
hardness pulsating within her as he remained motionless on top of her.
Gradually he began to move again and the tiltilations on her exited
clitoris sent waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. This was a
much better way to fuck, she told herself. On a sudden impulsion she
threw her already bent legs around his back and held him against her. A
few seconds later, as she met his pushes by shoves of her own, she was
in the grip of a grand climax.
With greater luxury and lasciviousness than she had ever experienced
before, she rode on the crest of a long series of crisis while she spent
almost continuously around his lodged organ. Then it was his turn to
find release for his passions as she felt his juice inundating her joy
hole.
While he remained stretched on top of her trying to catch his breath,
John didn't dare say a word. Instead, he cupped his hand around her
right breast and he brought it to his mouth. He could tell that his
cock, which was still deep inside her, was showing signs of awakening
again. He kissed her breast all over, then his mouth moved to her neck,
which he also kissed and licked everywhere over its entire surface.
By now his cock was once again extremely hard within the warm,
slippery sheath of her cunt, and Lokali was also slightly shoving her
lower body around the firmness of his erection in a most pleasant
manner. At last his lips found her mouth which he kissed most tenderly.
But she wouldn't part her lips so as to allow his tongue to enter,
and John knew that like all women of the tribe, she had never been
kissed on the mouth yet, either by the opposite sex or by her own. But
he could tell that she was beginning to yield to his insisting tongue.
First her lips began to tremble, and gradually she answered his kisses a
little by applying pressure to his own mouth.
At last, she parted her own lips and he plunged his tongue deep into
her mough. He was able to feel the slippery and hard surface of her
teeth, then his tongue touched her own tongue. This was all that he
needed as he forced his way still deeper into her mouth. He explore
every corner and every recess of her still virgin mouth, then to finish
it all, he curled his tongue around hers in a most intimate manner while
enjoying the mingling of their saliva.
By now all traces of her resistance, however small, had disappeared
from her, and with a sudden surge of lust, she threw both of her arms
around his head, He felt the pressure of her hands at the back of his
head and against his back, then John was able to suck her tongue into
his own mouth.
This was the most wonderful things that had ever happened to her. Now
that his spirit was hers, she would make him do again and again those
wonderfully, delicious things that he had just done to her. Yes, every
day and even ten times a day she would make his stretch with her, and
then she would make him kiss her woman part and lick her body all over.
After all, her mate Kabouso was away most of the time and even then, she
could never expect him to do to her what the boy John had just done.
He was moving again on top of her. One of his hands again wehnt to
her breast, then his lips were applied where his hand had been. As his
mouth moved all over her breast, the stretching inside her passage
increased and she knew that once again he was hard and ready to fuck
her. She felt his mouth move to the side of her neck, then his tongue
was licking everywhere. She let him have his way while she enjoyed all
of these new thrills that she had never even dreamed off. His mouth move
to her face and he began kissing it.
At the back of her mind, even before his lips reached their
destination, she already knew that he intended to kiss her mouth again.
But even then, when she actually felt his lips on her own lips, it was
still a shock to her. Far from being disgusted though, she actually
shuddered with pleasure even though she didn't answer his kisses. Yes,
he was trying to make her open her mouth again and even though they were
still connected to one another by his male organ, he was still trying to
make another connection into her body by mean of his tongue. The
insistence of the tip of his tongue on her lips became more intense as
it tried to force her lips open. How strange, she thought, yet how
wonderful.
She now felt extremely aroused and she lusted to have him move again
inside her. She therefore made up her mind to let him lead her to still
new heights of pleasure as she slightly parted her lips open for him.
Like a trapped animal with a single route of escape, his tongue
immediately slipped between her lips but when it encountered the
impossible barrier of her closed teeth, it snaked inside her cheek
instead. It felt delicious to have the tip of his tongue rubbing the
inside of her cheeks and pressing from left to right and back again. It
was warm and slippery, but most of all it fired her emotions to a new
pitch and soon her resistance faded completely and she unlocked her jaws
and opened her mouth once again to receive him.
Her whole body began to tremble while she felt the invasion of his
tongue as it move everywhere inside of her mouth and soon her own tongue
met him. They curled around each other like snakes in a mating dance,
her whole body was now shuddering so violently underneath him as one
climax followed another.
They fucked for the rest of the night. For John it was his initiation
into the new pleasure of copulating or fucking as he had often heard his
father called it. While he was on Lokali, resting in-between bouts of
fucking, he thought how odd it was that Lokali's people choose to make
love in one way only. And stranger still, was this taboo against
kissing, touching and fondling of one another's bodies. He made up his
mind on that night that he was going to try and teach these people all
that they should know about the proper way of making love.
(end of part 2)
