African Jungle Lust 02

Fiona was drifting through the clouds, her pussy pleasantly throbbing with the pounding it had just received. She felt the mixing of all the hot cum that had been pumped into her, churning deep inside her womb. Mmmm, I could lay here like this and be fucked forever, ran through her mind.

She felt herself being unbound from her restraints, and she looked up to see the native she regarded as the spokesman, the one who knew English, unbinding her. He helped her up, and her legs were rubbery as she leaned on him for support. She saw that the region was deserted, and she could hear mingled cries of passion issuing from the huts.

"Yes, a great fertility ritual, this will help us stay healthy and vibrant, and bring forth many strong children."

Fiona asked, "So it is over?"

"Yes, for tonight. You have played your part, and we thank you for your participation."

Fiona smiled to herself, once she was into the hot fuck lust, it had been her absolute pleasure. He led her away from the women's hut, she could feel the hot cum overflowing, dripping out of her pussy as she walked. He led her inside what was a copy of their hut, the same 6 sleeping places. These places were piled high with lush grasses, furs, and woven covers.

Seeing her look of puzzlement, he explained, "Now that you have experienced our fertility rites, you need to be kept separate. The rites are not to be told to anyone, and your companions must not know what will happen, they must experience it in exactly the same way as you did. Once each of your companions has had the rites, they will be brought here to join you, until all your companions have taken part. I will tell your companions where you are, so they will not be worried about where you are."

Fiona asked softly, "Did everyone get to take part in the fertility rite? Did you?"

He replied, "Everyone except me. I am not a part of the ritual, as I do not have a mate. She died a few moons ago. The ritual says only men with mates."

She saw his loincloth bulging with an unrelieved erection, and she was not going to let him go unrelieved. She stood against him, face to face, and purred, "Well, now that tonight's ritual is over, I am not going to let you go without."

Her hand reached down and slid under his cloth. She felt his hard, weighty cock fill her hand, surging with need. He let out a soft grunt and a growl of pleasure as her hand gently stroked at his eager prick. She pushed down his loincloth and felt the need ramping back up quickly. Such a nice hard cock, ebony, big, throbbing with need, she could almost feel that hard beauty spreading her open.

She led him over to one of the sleeping spaces, and purred, "Now, it's your turn."

She lay back with a smile, spreading her thighs. She could see him looking hungrily at her pink, wet pocket, welcoming him. As he took position between her thighs, she grasped his cock and nudged it against her. With a grunt, he thrust, Fiona's cry of pleasure answering as he drove his surging cock in. Fiona let out another cry as he buried himself, she could feel his balls smack against her ass as he bottomed out, his loud grunt joining hers.

"Yes, oh yes, feels so good, now fuck me, fuck me a long time."

He pulled back and drove it in again. After the first few hard, deep thrusts, he slowed down and started to give her a pleasure ride, long, deep slow thrusts. He was in no hurried rush, like her partners at the ritual. He was very good, his mate had been a very lucky woman if this was his lovemaking style that he had shared with her. He could feel his sperm-bloated balls smacking gently against her ass on each in plunge, and Fiona was hungry for that hot, unrelieved load to fill her pink channel. Fiona quickly felt the need building back up, letting out soft coos and gentle cries of pleasure as she was ridden expertly.

The spokesman relished being able to ride this incredible body. Having been unable to enjoy sex for so long, the feel of his cock buried in the soft, warm wet heat was incredible. He slowed himself down, both to let Fiona enjoy the ride and to give him more time. He needed to keep the reins on his orgasm, it felt too good, to spoil it with a hard, fast fuck. It built quickly, no, he didn't want to cum yet.

Fiona, sensing his impending explosion, cooed, "Let's stop, and change positions."

She motioned for him to lie down, and with wide, excited eyes, he watched her as she squatted over him, gripping his cock and placing it against her. With a low moan, Fiona thrust down, slowly and steadily swallowing his cock as she took him in, balls deep. He felt the wrapping of her tight, eager pussy surrounding him, and Fiona smiled as she felt him lodge deep inside her. She stopped and held herself steady.

"Now, let's just wait for a few minutes, my tight pussy will keep you nice and hard."

So saying she started to flex her inner muscles, using the Kegel techniques, gripping and releasing rhythmically on his cock. She smiled as she felt his cock, deep inside her, staying bone hard as her inner muscles massaged him.

He grunted with pleasure, he'd never felt this kind of grip around his cock before. He wondered if all the other women in her group had this kind of fantastic grip and massaging action. After their initiation ritual, he hoped he'd be able to find out.

Fiona was eager to give him a long, enjoyable fuck. She wanted to give him a show, her pelvis began moving, first forwards and backward, then side to side, and finally in a circular fashion. She mixed the movements, and alternated them, all the while slowly raising up on her knees and slowly sinking back down. Her moans of enjoyment joined with his grunts and growls of pleasure, as she felt the heat building in her loins.

Her partner grunted, she was still so tight, hot, and juicy, he could hear the wet squelches as she drove down on him, his cock surging to the depths of her liquid-filled heat. Her pussy overflowed with her juices, and he felt his balls being soaked by the hot juices. It was a hot night, they were covered with a sheen of perspiration. In the muted light, the sweat covering her made Fiona's body gleam as she rode him. The perspiration ran down Fiona's body and dripped from her swollen, rigid nipples onto his stomach. She began running her fingers through the hair on his chest, going from his small nipples down to his belly, ending up by running the length of his cock as it entered and exited her cunt.

He reached up with one hand to rub Fiona's nipples. Large and stiff, they protruded at least an inch from her bouncing tits. With the other hand, he reached down and began stroking around her where they were joined. Fiona gave a small shudder and seemed to become distracted. She began to lose interest in the complicated motions she had been performing and began concentrating on a rapid in-and-out.

After several minutes of increasing speed, both Fiona and her lover could feel orgasm approaching. She felt his cock swell, ready to explode. Fiona reached down with one hand, cupping his throbbing balls in her hand, she began to massage his swollen, cum filled nuts. Her explosion raced at her, tingles filling her womb, then spreading downwards, and she felt the familiar spasms of orgasm clamp around her lover's cock.

Fiona cried out raggedly, "Oh fuck, yes, I'm cumming, blow your balls, fill my cunt, yes, fuck MEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Fiona's ball massage and the fluttering of her spasming pussy drove him over the edge. His cock started to pulse, and he humped up as hard as he could, Fiona's squeals and cries of orgasmic joy filling the room. Grunting and growling with pleasure, his throbbing cock exploded. The spasms milked at his pulsing cock, making him gush wildly, spewing a massive load into Fiona's fiery fuck-hole. He heard her cries and squeals of pleasure reach another crescendo, as she tumbled into a second orgasm, the pumping and squirting of his massive load of hot spunk flooding her, drenching her cervix, had brought on another orgasm.

Fiona sailed through the waves of pleasure, oh she felt so good. She was aware of his cock lodged deep inside her, feeling the tremors through his prick as he unloaded the last few squirts and dribbles until his cock was done. Ummm, so much thick cum had been poured into her tonight, and she had relished every hard plunge, and every throbbing gush of spunk that had filled her.

They lay quietly for a while, savoring the afterglow. Fiona felt herself drifting towards sleep, and just before she dropped off, she felt his body get up, and leave the hut.

He walked over to the hut where her companions were and stepped in. They had rearranged themselves, but his nose could detect the hot, primal scent of unrestrained lust. They looked up at him expectantly.

Natasha Highmore felt a stab of fear, expecting to see Fiona, and she said sharply, "Where's Fiona? Did you hurt her?"

The spokesman replied, "Hurt her? Not at all, she took part in our fertility ritual, it will keep us healthy and vibrant, and give us many strong children."

Natasha questioned, "Then where is she?"

He replied, "Once the fertility ritual has been completed, the female must be isolated from the rest of you. You will all experience the ritual, and you must not have forehand knowledge of what will occur. There is no need to be concerned, Fiona is sleeping comfortably, in the other hut. As you experience the ritual, you will be reunited with her."

Natasha, eager to be reunited with her best friend and colleague, said, "Then I want to be the next part of the ritual!"

He said, "Then you shall be. Tomorrow night, when the moon is high in the sky, it will be your time."

He departed, and Natasha saw the dim shape approaching her. She cooed when she felt a warm, naked body that nuzzled next to her.

Angela Whitbred purred, "Ummmm, are you still horny baby? Like another hot, wet orgasm?"

Natasha cooed, "Yes, oh yes, lick me, baby."

Angela was quickly at her opening, she whispered, "Oh yeah, the smell of hot, sexy pussy. I want you to cum baby, cum all over my face."

As she felt the soft, hot, exciting press against her labia, then the wet, agile tongue licking at her, sliding between her pink seam, exploring the delicate inner folds, Natasha moaned, reaching down to cradle the head of short red hair to her. As Angela demonstrated a practiced familiarity with the art of cunnilingus, bringing Natasha's pussy to a hot, horny need, Natasha let herself fantasize.

Considering the pleasure-filled shrieks and cries they'd heard from Fiona, it sounded like it was enjoyable. The idea of a gang-bang, all the natives taking her, um, it was starting to sound good. As Angela started to swab more forcefully at her, swiping sizzling wet passes over her clit, then sliding over her taint and the teasing passes of that hot tongue at her asshole, Natasha, with her sexuality now in free rein, admitted it to herself. Getting gang banged, then being reunited with Fiona. She was so damn sexy, and she'd wanted to caress the body of her best friend, suck those beautiful tits, and have Fiona sit on her face, feel the juices of Fiona's orgasm pouring all over her tongue, filling her mouth, as she came all over her face, just like Natasha was about to unload her juices all over Angela's face, oh yes.

Natasha whispered, "Yes, oh yes baby, gonna cum, gonna cum all over your face!"

Angela's mouth was once again at her pussy, letting her fingers rub all over the tight rosette of Natasha's asshole, Natasha felt the gush of her juices with the wave of orgasm sweeping over her body, squealing and crying out as she was consumed. She felt Angela's mouth drinking deeply of her essence, then gently licking her until the last spasm had rippled through her body.

Hearing more rising cries of passion, and seeing the dim shapes of her colleagues coming closer, Natasha knew it would be a hot, sex-filled night. She saw Hillary squatting over Angela, presenting her pussy to Angela, and her moan of pleasure as Angela, eager to taste the heat, let her tongue roam. Natasha saw Catherine eagerly sliding between Angela's thighs, eager to give her a wild licking.

Natasha looked up and saw Gillian's blonde bush hovering just above her face.

Gillian cooed, "Oh yeah, would you like to taste how hot and horny I am, baby?"

Natasha reached up, looped her hands over Gillian's hips, and through lust-filled eyes, she brought that hot, wet dripping fuck-hole closer, closer, until she heard Gillian's loud purr of pleasure as she started to swab at the wet, pink folds. She could hear the mixed grunts, squeals, and cries of pleasure as hot horny cunts and tight little assholes were licked and fingered to satisfaction. Natasha licked eagerly, hungrily, the hot wet juices dripping all over her face.

She felt Gillian's body start to shake, and just as Gillian's grunts, growls, and squeals of pleasure sounded, she gushed the juices of her orgasm all over Natasha's face, just as Natasha felt a hot, wet tongue latch around her throbbing, bulging clit, licking her wildly.

Catherine had felt the rush of Angela's orgasm, and she had moved over between the spread of Natasha's thighs, eager to give Natasha the same sizzling oral love. She was rewarded when Natasha tumbled into climax in a few moments, crying out into the wet soupy folds of Gillian's spasming pussy, as Natasha's pussy gave Catherine a rich serving of her juices.

Natasha smiled as she looked forward to being the next fertility offering. And after the rites, she was going to take Fiona and show her what two horny women could do together.