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The White Tribe of Africa part 2
By Mandil
John was now fifteen, one late afternoon while he was swimming in the
cool water of the river with his friends at the other end of the
village,
they heard much shouting and crying coming from the village. Soon he
saw thick smoke rising in the sky. As soon as they got out of the
river a
few old men with many children 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, getting 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 darkness felt, they got word from one of their warrior that the
attackers had been repelled since there had been only been a few
dozens
of the enemy warriors, and 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 the house next to it was 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 also been killed and half a
dozen had been wounded. On the Kullowa side, six of their bodies were
counted and two wounded warriors were 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 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 that a few days later everyone packed 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 the 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 house, and the village chief
strictly forbade him to even go near the place.
As soon as they arrived at the 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 was thus 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
obeyed 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, and 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 of John that he began
to wish that he could take Kabouso's place behind her.
Often when Kabouso was done with her she would often 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.
Often he would hear her afterward using her hands on her cunt so as to
satisfy her needs. John knew this since above 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 result.
Two weeks after John had move in with Kabouso and his wife, an
incident happened in the new village that 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
and this is 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. After the initial pain of snapping the bone back in place
was
gone, the boy stopped crying, and 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. 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 medicaments 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 and on each stick they had
placed 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 he knew that all of 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.
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 yet, but even then he
got
along well with old Samouno and he knew that the old man was
beginning to appreciate his help.
Soon 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 to hunt at the same time.
The rainy season was just beginning and she said that the people
needed
more meat and skins to keep the rain from dripping inside the huts
during the wet season.
When she was 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 most his attention 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 have her sitting so
close in front of him, and 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. Beside, being used
to
see such a sight all day long, they didn't pay 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 it was raining so much
that
some of the water began to drip from the roof 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 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 in the hut.
He had no doubt that she had no second thought about it, 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, 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 it
was
much later that he finally felt asleep. But when he woke up in the
middle
of the night, he felt warm and cozy but at the same time he had some
difficulties in breathing.
When 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 why he was having trouble breathing, and 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 and he
became afraid that Lokali would be very angry at him, he even
imagined that she might tell her mate if she should ever find out.
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. Then, his hand as if having a mind
of
its own, went on 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 investigated
the
tip of her breast with his fingers, he was in for a surprise as her
nipple
began to swell.
He could barely restrain himself now and soon he was kissing the
valley
of her bosom as each heavy breasts pressed 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 John was aware that kissing her bosom thus was unheard of
among the people to the tribe and probably no other woman had ever
felt
the mouth of a man there and much less being licked in such a place.
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 from seizing her left breast in his hand and he 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 and 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 the 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 as a most pleasant
sensation such as she had never felt before when 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. She was shocked to see
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 be doing such an imaginable thing when she remembered
that Kabouso was away and the boy John was lying next to her.
For a few seconds she remained still figuring that he 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 sensation.
Why not let him continued, she said to herself, she would probably
never again experience this wonderful 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, and 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 moved
faster and faster until he felt the most exquisite climax that he had
ever
experienced. 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
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 fondled 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, 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 erection and it surprised her 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 finished 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.
Then 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
dreaming 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, then smearing as much of his juice as possible on her hand,
she
wiped it clean between the lips of her cunt thus depositing much of
his
joy juice where it belong.
Of course John didn't sleep after
what he had done. 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 coming into the hut
by 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. 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 became nervous
and even his hands were shaking with anticipation as well as 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, John had trouble hiding his joy. A few minutes later he
was lying completely naked next to Lokali in the darkness.
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 heard her regular breathing, he gently
placed one hand on her breasts and once again he proceeded to kneaded
and press one then 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 he couldn't find enough courage to
linger
on this forbidden region. His hand went above and under her navel,
then
he caressed the front of her thighs and even the tender flesh
in-between.
Then in a supreme surge of willpower, he forced his whole hand on her
triangle of hair while one of his fingers was delicately parting 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 close 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 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 knew that he was very 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
delicately
fondled them and while this was going on she gradually began to ask
herself if he had often fucked a female before and how big was his
organ
of pleasure. At last his hand left her breasts and 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 on 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 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 so as to see what he was going to do.
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, then he
became
aware that her thighs were slowly parting thus making it easier for
him.
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 and he took the opportunity to push his finger deeper
between
the fold to the entrance of her cunt. It felt warm and tight and the
more
he wiggled his finger inside her, the more moisture he could detect
coming from the depth of her hole. By now her passage was so slippery
that he soon discovered that all of his finger was completely inside
her
while at the same time he was surprised to hear a gasp escape from her
mouth. He stop all movements of his finger for a while, but even then
he
could still feel the contractions inside her cunt and around the
entire
length of his captive finger.
Then all of a sudden her body began to jerk and at the same time he
heard her moaning softly. A few seconds later his hand was inundated
with her juice as both, the contractions around his finger and her
moaning gradually ceased.
Once Lokali had opened her thighs as far as she could without
revealing
the fact that she was not asleep, she waited for John's next move. His
finger was still between her soaking lips and she very much doubted
that
he would push it much deeper into her hungry passage. But at last she
felt the tip twitch, thus producing a wave of pleasure throughout her
body, then he move his hand lower and indeed she felt his entire
finger
slowly entering her. Her legs began to moved of their own as she
opened
herself even more to his imbedded finger. As he proceeded to move his
finger within her, the pleasure she felt increased more and more until
she
knew that a crisis was approaching and she had to control herself so
as
not to reveal the fact that she was not asleep.
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, and the only
regret she had was that he might not be willing or be able to do these
wonderful things to her again.
Then his finger twitched 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, and 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. 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
hand. What did it tasted like? His father seemed to like the taste of
cunt
juice, he 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 awaken.
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 said to himself, she
can't be asleep by now, but still there was no way that he could stop
what he was doing, he was so enraptured with her cunt that he no
longer
cared.
But not long afterward 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 erection 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 this when she felt his hand on her breast
once
more then his lips soon replaced his hand. Yes, he was going to give
her
more pleasure with his mouth, how strange and wonderful he is. She
then felt his mouth leaving her breast and move 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 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.
She waited motionless, expecting the unthinkable and at the same
time
not daring to move as much as a finger while she felt him moving his
body between her thighs. She made room for him by opening her legs as
wide as she could.
His mouth was now moving over her thighs, kissing and licking her
everywhere it touched, then his breath was on her cunt's lips and then
the most indescribable and unimaginable sensation took hold of her
body. She knew that his mouth had reached its goal and he was drinking
from her forbidden fountain. Before she knew what she was doing, her
hands went of their own at the back of his head pressing him harder
while she started grinding her cunt 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 and as his
mouth
tasted her abundant juice, he didn't hesitate one second to swallow
the
sacred elixir, and even then he would shove his tongue all the way
inside
her joy hole so as to be able to reach the precious drops that his
mouth
hadn't been able to suck from her cunt.
He purposely rubbed his nose against her clitoris and thus make her
discharge more juice into his mouth, and each time she reached an
orgasm he felt his head being locked between her thighs as she closed
them in convulsions around his ears and 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 sacred elixir that her cunt
secreted.
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 now, 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 did pull back, his face was smeared from her multiple orgasms
and he was still trembling with passion.
Never would Lokali have imagined that someday she would feel 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 in
John's
mouth as half a dozen orgasms, one after the other, shook her body
before he at last pull his head from her joy hole.
She was about to turn herself and get on her hand and knees so as to
let
him introduce his erection in 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 was at all possible. 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.
She felt one of his hand 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 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 soon 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 remain still and enjoyed the heavenly pleasure of the
tightness
around his organ while he kept reminding himself where his cock was
lodged.
But soon, without his being able to control it, he began to pulled out
a
little and then in again, thus producing the friction that multiplied
by ten
the pleasure he had felt previously.
Then 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. She could actually feel his hardness
pulsating within her as he remained motionless on top of her.
Gradually he began to move and the tiltilations on her exited clitoris
sent
waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. This was a much better
way to fuck, she thought, and 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 began
having her first climax. With greater luxury and lasciviousness than
she
had ever know before she began a long series of crisis as she began to
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 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, he parted his
own
lips and curled his tongue out between her lips. He was able to feel
the
slippery and hard surface of her teeth for a few seconds with the tip
of
his tongue, then she half opened her mouth. This was all that he
needed
as he forced his tongue deep within 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 now moving on top of her. She felt one of his hands on 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 once
more. She felt his mouth move to the side of her neck, then his tongue
was licking her neck 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 what he intended to do. But even then, when she
actually felt his lips on her mouth, 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 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, but at the
same
time leaving her teeth shut tight.
Like a corned animal with a single route of escape, his tongue
immediately passed her lips and when it found 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 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
and she half fainted 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 when he was with his mother. 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)
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