Message-ID: <31168asstr$993888603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: mandil_k@hotmail.com (mandil) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 29 Jun 2001 21:48:07 GMT Subject: {ASSM} "The White Tribe of Africa" Part 2 m/F , m/F+ , lac., voy. Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2001 04:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, gill-bates 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. 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