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The White Tribe of Africa    Part 2

By

Mandil


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)  <http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/mandil/www/>

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