Message-ID: <20877eli$9903310431@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Onkel Konkel Subject: KONKEL: "Jungle Ecstasy" 1-5 / 29 {Outdoor,Fdom,Cruelty} Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990330205051.20052.rocketmail@web222.mail.yahoo.com> AUTHORīs NOTE: The first two of these five chapters have been published in a slightly different version around a year ago. The whole story contains 29 chapters, most of them yet to be translated. DISCLAIMER: This story contains some dubious and violent acts and lots of more or less strange sex-activities. So... if youīre offended by: outdoor-sex in an exotic enviroment, animals being killed by a teenaged native huntress, female domination, humiliation of a male prisoner, or the sacrilegious act of masturbation, performed by two young women, then DONīT READ ANY FURTHER. It just might ruin your day. And one other thing: This story may be copied and shared by anyone, as long as I receive the credit, and as long as nobodyīs making any profit out of it. Thatīs all, folks. Now, enjoy! JUNGLE ECSTASY by KONKEL (a.k.a. J K N) CHAPTER 1 Loukee woke up before her husband and their children. It was still way before dawn. The moon shone bright and clear. She went out of the hut and faced the moon, filling her lungs with fresh air. From the jungle surrounding the little village she could hear screams from small animals, falling prey to some of the nights quiet hunters. The only thing covering Loukeeīs body was a small loincloth of soft skin, hanging from her hips. Her full breasts heaved slowly when she breathed. She was still a very beautiful woman, despite the fact that she had given birth to six children, of whom three now were fully grown. The light brown skin was still smooth, the body mature but at the same time firm and pretty. Some grey hair and a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth didnīt stop the boys or men from admiring her at a distance. She knew it, and was proud of it. Her husband, Mannee, still desired her. Every night when she wasnīt restrained, he came to her, warm and powerful. He knew how to satisfy a woman, and he took his time. He began to arouse her with his mouth, and almost made her crazy with his rough tongue painting the insides of her soft thighs and the salty, sopping wet flesh of her cunt. After a long, tender foreplay, he usually took her in a wonderfully brutal manner, bestially and hard, just like she wanted it. Every now and then, their children would wake up during the noisy act and whisper and giggle at their parents lustfilled moans in the darkness, amused by screams and groans they knew very well, and yet didnīt understand the meaning of. Loukee fetched a knife and went over to the bamboo-cages. Without a sound she opened the door and grabbed one of the fattest hens. She squeezed it hard around the thin neck and closed the door without awaking the other birds. With gently swaying hips she went down to the river. She squatted and cut the head off the paralyzed bird. The blood pumped out of the gap in the slit throat and hit the ground around her feet. She plucked it and washed her hands in the cold river-water. Even though she hadnīt heard a single sound, she could feel his presence. She pretended that she hadnīt noticed and splashed water on her arms and face. Excited by the quiet game, Loukee started washing her sex. She cleaned her cunt and ass thoroughly, and made a point in doing it in a slow and sexy way, knowing he had a good view at her. She caressed the labia for a while, and then turned around to face him. Mannee stood naked by the waterfront. His face had an animal expression and his long, thick penis pointed upwards, with the giant head exposed. They didnīt say anything to each other. Loukee strode towards him, without being able to take her eyes off his awesome, stiff member. She kneeled before him and kissed it with watery lips. He let her have her way with it for a while. The pink tongue went up and down the dark shaft, at first slowly but after a few minutes faster and faster... She tickled the head with rapid tongue-movements... hit it like a viper... then licked it casually as she squeezed his balls. He knew from her poisonous smile that she enjoyed making him wait. The saliva made his swollen cock glimmer in the moonlight. It ran down the rod and the hairy sack beneath it. Mannee grunted and pressed the purple-glimmering cock-head into her wet mouth. Loukee didnīt object. The harsh, salty masculine taste aroused her even more. She began swallowing him, like a snake swallows a rat, slowly and resolute. Inch by inch, the enormous cock vanished into her gap. Mannee shivered as the head of his member drilled its way down her throat. Her teeth scratched his bloodfilled and hard flesh. The pleasure and the pain mixed in a terrific way. He moaned like a child, and started whispering sexy words that didnīt make much sense. When she had swallowed him alive, and her lips softly kissed his curly pubic hair, he thought that he must be very close to touching her heart from the inside. She sucked with her mouth, with her throat and Mannee could swear the she even sucked with her intestines. When he couldnīt control himself any longer he pulled his sopping wet cock out of her mouth, out of her throat, and laid her down in the cold, damp grass. In one quick movement, he penetrated his woman and started sucking on her lively tongue. Loukee welcomed him with a happy sigh. He began to fuck her slowly and determined. She sank her fingernails into his massive shoulders and answered his feverish words: "Yes, my beloved... fuck me like that! Fuck me like an animal! Smother me with your finelooking and strong and sexy body and fuck me with that huge cock until I... Stick it deeper into my drooling cunt... all the way... into my... burning... hot... cunt..." The thick cock stabbed into her moist flesh-rose, repeatedly, faster, faster... When it was high time to pull out, Loukee scissored her strong legs around his waist. "Let it come, beloved. Fill me with your seed!" And they came together, Loukee panting, Mannee moaning quietly. She whispered his name and kissed him on the forehead. They played around with each others tongues for a while. The sun was slowly rising. They got to their feet, picked up the dead hen and started walking towards the village. It was time to prepare breakfast. CHAPTER 2 Hee held her breath and waited. Seven pigs, four grown and three babies, closed in on the watercourse. She smiled to herself. "Stupid pigs," she thought. Like shooting fish in a barrel. "If only my older sisters were here... Then we could kill two of the big, fat pigs, and have food for the whole village for several days." On her own, she would only be able to drag one of the piglets home. She estimated the distance to twenty-five steps, with a light breeze, and released the arrow. It was a careless shot. The arrow hit too high, just below the backbone. The little pig fell screaming and mortally wounded to the ground. Hee rose and started yelling. The other pigs fled in panic into the thick vegetation. She ran down to the stricken prey, that laid on the side with the blood pumping out of the wound, kicking wildly in despair and pain. She untied her small leather clothing, to prevent it from getting bloody, threw it away, and sat down naked on the little pig. With practised skill, she jerked the arrow out of its flesh and let it fall to the ground. The weight of her body alomost choked her prey, that struggled for its life. The sensation of the fighting body, with its rough skin rubbing against her cunt, sent hot and spastic waves through her young and slender body. She sat like that until the giant wave came, and rinsed away the tension that the long hunting trip had built up. After the orgasm had faded, she killed the pig by digging the knife into its heart. For a long, long while, she laid on her back in the grass, watching the sky, satisfied and happy. Then she went down to the stream. The dry blood was all over her body. The hair between her legs was tangled, a real mess. She inspected the bush. "Getting thicker by the week," she thought. "Iīm about to become a real woman." During the short period of time since the last monsoon, her body had undergone an exceptional maturity process. Her sex had started blossom and looked more like a womanīs sex, than that of a girlīs. Her breasts had grown, and were by now a fine pair of ripe, tasty fruits. Her older sisters had stopped teasing her about "a couple of mosquito-bites between the shoulders." She let the fresh water clean her soft skin and the blood-stained pubic hair. Her mother, Loukee, kept telling her that no man would want a woman that smells and tastes bad "down there." Hee tried to imagine what it would feel like if a man tasted her "down there." Sure. She and her friends had played with and satisfied each other lots of times, and she had been tasted before. But it must be a whole lot different with a strong, indomitable young man. She had no doubt about that. After the sun had dried her naked body, she tied the loin-cloth around her waist. Hee let the fingers stroke the soft skin that covered her cunt and most of her delicate ass. She remembered killing the deer, whose skin now hugged her most intimate parts. It had been her first "real" prey. Smaller animals, such as rabbits and birds wasnīt much to be proud of, as the elder used to say, but a bigger animal that provided food for an entire family for days... That was something to brag about. # # # She had gone hunting with her oldest sister, Meuan, who at that time lived with a tall, stout young man and was about four months pregnant. Hee enjoyed spending the days with Meuan, preferably out in the woods with bow and arrows. Partly because Meuan was a very skilled hunter - she was superior to all the men in the tribe. But also because she loved listening to Meuanīs stories, that usually, one way or another, were about bodily lust and passionate love-making. She also told her younger sister about the hot games she and her lover, Tan, used to play at night, or whenever they felt like it, without a single trace of guilt or shame in her voice. One of Heeīs most frequent masturbation fantasies were about Tan and Meuan, involved in a wild and sweaty wrestling-match, as he tried to steer his long and snake-like penis into her tight asshole. The outcome of that fantasized fight varied, but the result for Hee was always the same: a series of mindblowing orgasms. One early morning, when the dewdrops still glimmered in the greenery around them, Meuan had finished a story in the middle of a sentence and signed for Hee to be quiet. They lay hidden behind a fallen tree. Meuan sniffed in the light breeze and hissed: "Deer!" Hee was grateful for the parrots noise above them. Now, her sister would be able to fire at least one well-aimed arrow before they sensed the danger. En big male appeared... then two females... About fifty steps from the sistersī hideout. "Now itīs your turn, Hee," Meuan whispered and handed her the bow. Full of pride and determination, she took aim at the big male. Her naked body was completely still for a few seconds. "Now Iīm gonna shoot myself a loincloth," Hee thought as she watched the enormous animal with the big horns. She aimed at the heart and held her breath. The deer didnīt move. She knew it was going to be a clean hit as she released the arroow. Death came immediately, as the arrow dug into the animalīs heart. The females escaped into the terrain, but Hee was content with one kill. The sisters ran side by side to the fallen prey, Meuan with a risen knife in her hand, to finish off the animal. When she saw that it wast necessary, that the arrow had hit where it should, she lowered the knife and hugged her cute little sister: "Look at that! A clean shot! A clean kill! Straight in the heart - only a real hunter shoots like that! My sister, the great hunter! Give me a big hug, sis!" Hee watched the dead body, and all of a sudden she felt dizzy. "It was me! I did that! I killed it!" She started walking around the enormous prey with shaky legs. Meuan joined her. They walked faster and faster and before they knew it, they danced, hand in hand, around Heeīs first "real" prey. Hee let out husky, triumphant shrieks as she danced around in circles, wilder and faster... until she lost her balance and fell violently over the dead animal. Dizzy, in a frenzy, overwhelmed by the fact that she was now a Hunter, she made a futile attempt at getting up, and then made herself comfortable, shaking with a strange laughter. "A nice one, donīt you think," she asked her amused sister with a childish giggle. "It sure is, Hee!" Meuan felt pride as she watched her young sister getting hornier. Naked, with the legs widely spread. The pubic hair wasnīt much to talk about, but the thighs and the ass had already begun to mature nicely. The moist shimmered on her smooth labia, and Meuan understood her excitement too well. As an answer to her thoughts, Hee started stroking her cunt. She was experienced in that practice, the sister thought. A young womanīs self-fondling, no longer a girlīs... Meuan enjoyed the sight. The middlefinger moved in circles around the "pearl" in a fast pace for around a minute, then she moaned like a very small girl as the orgasm swept her away. # # # Hee remembered the hunting-trip with Meuan, and how she, all by herself, had skinned the deer. It was getting late. She grabbed the piglet and the two rabbits. It was going to be a long journey home, but she would make it. CHAPTER 3 Meanwhile, close to a twelve hour-walk up north, her older sister Loutot were gathering rare herbs and seeds. She moved in a risky area that didnīt belong to her tribe, with a long knife as her only protection. Nobody back home knew she was here. She wanted to keep her discovery to herself. Loutot was a year older than Hee, and had recently received her parents blessings to find herself a husband. "Iīm a woman now," she thought with great pride. No more girlish masturbation-games with her friends. The next person to touch her sex was going to be a man. She had fantasized about what it would feel like to get... fucked, but it just wasnīt enough. She had been using substitutes for a shorter period, but fruits and vegetables felt cold and dead. It wasnīt anything like having her cunt licked by a dear friend, but... there seemed to be a void inside her, demanding to be filled. The thought of a strong and handsome young man, caressing her and penetrating her with his thick and hard member, repeatedly... so full of power and heat... But first he would have to prove himself worthy. She would never throw her life away. Ever. Loutot cupped her hands around the breasts, touched the small nipples lightly, teased them. Fascinated, she watched as they grew, and grew... Fully erected now, like fingertips... They were very dark, almost black, in contrast to her rather light brown skin. She stroke her young and firm breasts with her left hand, the other moved in circles over the stomach, palm down, the fingers bent, like gentle claws. The fingernails made invisible rings around the navel. Then... down, further down... The inner thighs... Loutot tormented herself, forced herself to wait. She built up the pleasure, until her entire body shivered with pure and raw lust. She could feel the presence of something dark and powerful, something untamed... ancient... the majestic forces of Mother Nature. Or was it some evil spirit spreading his lethal poison in her veins... and fucking her? She didnīt care. Not now. She touched herself through the soft loincloth that covered her cunt. The savage pleasure as the animal skin pressed against her moist labia... skin against skin... so tender and yet so brutal... She started pinching her aching nipples, harder and harder... rubbing the swollen, sopping wet pussy... the thumb attacking the clit... faster, faster... closer to the edge... closer to paradise... She cried out her relief as the violent orgasm hit her. At the same moment the sun disappeared behind a cloud. A giant bird swept past her, high above... and she wished that she too had wings. It felt as if she had flown through the dark unknown... and found her true self. She felt as if she was at the beginning of a dangerous path that she just had to explore... CHAPTER 4 The familyīs only son, Saw-ti, had followed the river up-streams for two full days when he set camp for the third time. It was late afternoon. He knew he had to catch something to eat, and find some fresh water to drink. And then find a safe place to sleep. He stripped and hid the knife, the bow and the arrows in a hallow tree about thirty feet from the river. The cold water gave new life to his fatigued body. Saw-ti swam to the other shore and then back again. He dove to the bottom of the lake and stayed there until his lungs were about to explode. He strove upwards, and crushed the water-surface with a smile on his face. The sun was setting behind the treetops. Saw-ti was sick and tired of eating fish, so he set out into the jungle with bow and arrows, with the water still dripping from his naked and strong, golden brown body. It was getting dark. Saw-ti was about to give up and return to the river and maybe catching a fish or two, when he suddenly heard some noise down the path. From his view-point, about fifteen feet up a tree, he could see a large flock of boar getting closer. Saw-ti was glad he hadnīt stayed on the ground. He only had two arrows, and might as well had ended his days ripped apart by the sharp bates. He shivered at the thought of having his guts slashed by a furious boar. They wasnīt able to see the naked hunter way above their heads. They couldnīt smell him. The creatures straddled lazily down the path, and it wasnīt until an arrow pinned one of them to the foot of a tree that they understood the danger and fled in panic. Back in his temporary setting he hid the bow and arrow and fetched the razor-sharp knife. He cut up the boar and feasted on the raw, bloody meat. He didnīt want to take a chance lighting a fire, even though these neighborhoods werenīt known to be hostile. You could never be too cautious... and Saw-ti never trusted anybody that he didnīt know well. After the meal he saved a big chunk of meat for tomorrow, washed away the blood from his body in the cold river-water and gathered his belongings. He found himself a fairly comfortable place to sleep, high above the ground, in one of the gigantic and majestic 100-year old trees, and fell asleep almost immediately. He awoke before dawn, with the enormous cock still hard and throbbing because of his erotic dreams during the night. He was almost at the end of his long journey, and there was plenty of time to play around. Saw-ti gripped his erected penis and pulled the foreskin back. The still swelling, dark purple head appeared. He spat a couple of times in the palm of his left hand and clenched the fist around the thick shaft. On his knees, with the saliva-dripping, tight cave as a substitute for the real thing, he started fucking himself with his eyes closed. In his fantasy, the fist turned into a beautiful womanīs tight cunt. He could hear her moaning in the wind that swept through the jungle. He dreamed that he fucked her for the very first time, that he was the one she had desired all those virgin-years... She promised to be his woman for the rest of her life... The very moment before his ejaculation, the great relief, there was something... voices from the path below "his" tree. He had made sure yesterday that nobody would be able to spot him from the ground. He was surrounded by a thick greenery... and safe. He reached for the bow. Two young women, one of them no more than a girl, were laughing and talking to each other. The moment later they bacame visible to him. They carried double-pointed fishing-speers. The girl swung a gigantic knife in a playful manner. It appeared to be far too big for her. The woman moved with grace with her head held high. She laughed at the girlīs childishness. It was a soft, very natural laughter, a self-assured womanīs laughter. And she was incredibly beautiful. Saw-ti had never seen anyone quite like her. Their loincloths caught his attention. They didnīt hang down, but consisted of a piece of leather that just barely covered the most intimate, that narrowed off to a thin string that ran between the buttocks, and was fastened by a thicker string around the waist. The bare breasts were swaying in the air, as they did back home. These lovely creatures wore beautiful necklaces with bird-feathers in at least seven or eight different colors. He watched them as they straddled down to the river, and waded through the currents with their faces turned down, to the clear water. Even through the distance, Saw-ti was able to admire the womanīs pure beauty. Her long, dark hair had been tied into two thick plaits, that almost reached down to her plump and tasty buttocks. The water reached half-ways up her slightly parted thighs. The sight almost drove him out of his mind. With the wet and throbbing cock pointing towards the sky, he made an unwise decision. "I gotta get closer!" He climbed down the tree with his huge penis scraping against the rough bark. Protected by a thick shrubbery and the shade, he knelt, still with one hand massaging the stiff cock. They were very close now. He could hear the girlīs fiery torrent of words clearly, but he didnīt recognize the words. The language was a lot different from his own. With a rapid movement, the girl thrust her spear into the water. Her small, pointy breasts shivered when she pulled it back. At the end of the spear, with one of the two sharp nails pierced through it, a tiny fish was flapping about. A poor catch. The woman teased the girl, who hissed something in response. She pinned the fish on a small hook of some kind, that was detached to the back of her cloth, and continued her fishing activity. The tiny fish, no bigger than her hand, struggled for a while, and then gave up its breath against the girlīs soft ass-cheek. Saw-ti turned his attention to the woman again, fascinated by her beauty and her dark skin. She was so different from the women of his tribe. She was shorter, more stout and had the sexiest ass he had ever seen. Her breasts were smaller, but also prettier and more firm. She was one of a kind. The girl caught another fish. It was slightly bigger but just slightly. She laughed scornfully and wiggled her hips at the woman, who hadnīt caught anything yet. Saw-ti let go of his stiff cock and started breathing slowly to cool his burning soul. The girl caught a third fish, at her third attempt. She squeezed the spear between her legs, so that it looked like a long, hard cock, with the struggling fish at the end of it. With one hand cupped around one of her breasts, and the other around the wooden shaft, she started singing a song that sounded both provoking and exciting at the same time. The woman hissed at her and waded out in deeper water. When it reached her navel she stopped, with her back turned to the girl, who suddenly started yelling at her, and then headed for the shore. There she killed the two fish that was still alive and stripped naked. She had a surprisingly thick bush around her cunt. She went over to the bush Saw-ti hid behind, squatted and started to piss. She was so close he could hear the pouring of her golden liquid. He was sure that she wasnīt able to see him from where she was. It was a really pretty girl, he could see that now. Not as childish-looking as he first had thought. The pointy breasts with the stiff black nipples heaved as she breathed. He could feel his penis growing again, as if it had a life of its own. The girl rose and turned her back on him. Silver-shimmering scale stuck to her very dark ass. She laid down on her back in the grass with her thighs spread, and began to caress herself. This girl really was impatient. She rubbed the swollen little clit violently for less than half a minute, and screamed like an insane when she reached the climax. The moment later, the woman caught their attention. Saw-ti turned his head and saw her struggling with something wild and enormous in the river. The girl got to her feet, grabbed her spear and ran to assist her. The woman was excited and demanding, as she gave the girl directions. An incredibly huge fish fought to break free. It was almost the size of the young girl and had a big, ugly mouth with sharp teeth. The girl aimed for the head and thrust her spear, but her hand was still slippery from the love juices. The sharp nail dug into its struggling body. With mutual efforts, they managed to drag the fish to the shore. It took several minutes to get the spastic body out of the water. They pulled their spears out at the same time. The huge black and grey fish lay flapping between them. The woman squatted beside it, not too close. She said something to the girl, who immediately raised the long knife over her head. With the entire body working in the swing, she buried the blade behind the gills with astonishing power. The heavy knife only cut halfway through, and he girl had to use all of her strength to pull it out of the desperately struggling body. She raised the knife again, using both her hands. Her small breasts heaved quickly, the nipples stiff by the excitement. With a savage scream, she severed its head. The knife fell to the ground. The headless body jerked for a while. The girl squatted beside the woman. Saw-ti could see straight into her dark red cunt. The sight of her labia and the hard clit was too much for him. He let go. The torrent of sperm seemed to be never-ending. His muscular body staggered, in cramps. He had to bite his lower lip to keep himself from screaming. He was so far gone that he didnīt notice the soundless movements behind his back. The woman raised her stick. Saw-ti was still squeezing his cock when the blow hit him behind the ear. He fell, unconscious before he even hit the ground. CHAPTER 5 ... During almost two hours, Saw-ti was dead to the world. Images and pictures came and went. Sometimes he thought that he heard strange voices through the darkness. The pain when he finally returned to reality was so intense, so horrific, that he wished he was dead. His hands were tied behind his back, around a tree. The ropes hurt. The bark hurt. Everything hurt. There was no way he could get out of this mess by himself. The two fishing beauties were standing in front of him, along with three other women. They were all naked, and spoke to each other in that strange language. Occasionally, the glanced at him, or rather, his big, limp penis. The sight of the five naked women and the smell of their cunts was more than he could take. Despite the awful pain and the degrading situation, his cock started growing again. Before the awestruck women, his cock grew harder and larger... until it looked like some oversized brown banana. The oldest woman, old enough to be his mother, hugged the tree and pressed her pussy against his face. Saw-ti kissed it and tasted her matured flavor. He let the tongue travel up and down her wet and waiting labia, light and quick movements. He was good at teasing women. Even though he was their helpless victim, he teased and tormented her for a long while... until she lost her patience and hit him hard in the face with a clenched fist. When she smothered him with her cunt for the second time, he gave her what she wanted. He worked hard and bestial with the tongue, sucked her into his mouth, and kept sucking, sucking... The woman screamed as she orgasmed in his mouth. Then she spat him in the face and collapsed in the grass. The second woman was younger and better looking, but still too old for him to find her attractive. She moaned vulgarly when he kissed her cunt. It was very pretty, with dark red meat, and the juices already pouring out of it, just like he wanted them to be. He stuck his tongue out and began exploring her dark cave. She groaned and stroke his hair. He carefully avoided her clit for the first couple of minutes, then he sucked the whole fleshy treasure into his mouth and chewed on it. The woman screamed out her approval and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. Han kept chewing and sucking her, and swallowed her freely flowing and delicious juices. Panting and screaming, she came closer and closer to the edge... Saw-ti gave her a perfect finish. She had a long one, and she yelled all the way through it. Completely satisfied, she kicked him in the groin and spat him in the face. By now, he was absolutely certain they were going to kill him afterwards. All he could do was buying himself some more time. But the chances that somebody might come to the rescue... The third woman wasnīt much older than the one who had caught the enormous fish, but her eyes told him that she didnīt have much in common with that beauty. She had the eyes of a predator. The teeth were exposed as she gave him a cruel smile. Her body was breathtaking, the thighs and the breasts heavy and sensuous. The tip of her tongue wet her full lips. At that moment, the smile on her face died, leaving nothing but sheer cruelty in its place. Her eyes caught his. He shuddered and felt, for the first time in a very long time, terrified. Saw-ti tried to look away, but got caught each time. She bent towards him and sucked the blood from a wound the second woman had left him with. In a sudden state of panic, he tried to free himself from the ropes that tied him to the tree, but to no avail. The women were laughing at him, and made a few comments that he couldnīt understand. The young girl that had caught the small fish approached him. The predator grabbed his hair and forced him to open his mouth. The girl shoved her ass in his face and bent forward with her hands on the hips. Shivering by fear and lust, he reached out his tongue to lick her exquisite cunt, to satisfy her. Quick as a viper, she grabbed it, and squeezed it so hard that Saw-tiīs eyes filled with tears. She was going to cut it off! But instead, she started stroking her asshole with the numb tip. And she kept doing that for a quarter of an hour. At the same time, she massaged her own cunt with the other hand. The pain was almost unbearable. He had never been this humiliated before. Being treated like this by a stupid little girl... Then, all of a sudden, she let go of the tongue but pointed at the tight rim, urging him to lick it. Saw-ti didnīt dare to disobey. The predator eased the pressure as well, and let him eat the evil girlīs bitter-tasting anus, without assistance. The women laughed hysterically at the big, strong man who was licking a little girlīs asshole. They thought it was hilarious. The girl now felt she could treat the prisoner any way she wanted. And she did. When she came, she punched him in the head several times and farted in his face. The others urged her to go even further, so she started urinating in his bleeding flesh-wounds, much to their delight. The pain when the salty ray hit him where it hurt the most was so fierce that he almost passed out. Uncontrollable screams passed his lips every time she scored. Fortunately, she didnīt have that much liquid to spill on him. He managed to stay conscious. Then, finally, with shaky legs, the vicious girl spat him in the mouth and stepped aside. # # # Liked it? Want some more? Then, I suggest that you mail me at: konkelberry@yahoo.com Remember; it all depends on you whether or not this story will continue. Adios! _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----