Desert Island

The men fall back and go on bended knee but he is not watching them. Instead, he just stares at the testimont of Woman that is now standing before him.

Although it is obvious that she has passed the first years of youth, her naked body is still one to be desired, substantiated by the lusty looks of her fellow tribesmen.

Her neck is smooth and elegant which leads to a body which shows power and is obviously built for love. Her breasts, on the large size, stand out proud and firm. Her belly is still firm leads to a stout pair of thighs which he has no doubt could keep a man against her in the throes of loving, regardless of his strength. Attached to them are a powerful pair of legs. Indeed, her whole body shouts of Amazon (though he can't remember what an Amazon is exactly).

As they stand there looking at each other, the drums start up and three young tribeswomen holding coconut cups come over to him. Kneeling around him, they dip their hands in the coconuts and they reach to smear a clear-looking liquid into his skin.

The first touch makes his body react in shock. Where they touch him, his skin becomes warm and tingly. He has never enjoyed such a delicious feeling. He stands there as the two on his side move up his body while the girl in front move to his groin.

If the touch on his skin was delicious, then the first touch on his penis is a 1000 times better. He cannot stop him enhaling sharply as the young woman sensually runs her hand over his thickening erection. And thickens it does, visibly adding a 3 or 4 inches to its circumference.

As the girls rub the liquid into his entire body, the pleasure that is washing over him is almost too much. Trying to come to his senses, he sees some young tribesmen doing the same to the woman...
 
OOC: sorry...been away with RL stuff...

Their touches only made the raging lust inside me burn; I could see his body glisten in the moonlight, and I assumed he could for me.

A stray hand reaches up, almost begging to touch my full breasts. I slap it away firmly, and stare down the 'elders' by my side. Only during these sexual rituals, did I have higher, if not total power over them.

The white man had grown quite considerably, and the sight pleased me. The younger one was there fondling, getting almost too close for my liking.

I bark something sternly at her, and she retreats immediately, as do the rest.
 
(OOC: Don't worry, everyone has a RL - I hope;)).

They stand there in the clearing, in front of their audience.

She looks at him.

He looks at her.

In the firelight, he can see her nipples on her proud breasts are clearly extended. Her thick lips moist.

Instinctively, he knows she is aroused.

He does not have to look down at his groin to know that he is very aroused, a condition enhanced by the fluids that the natives have massaged into him.

So he stands there, his arousal his only offering...
 
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We stood looking at one another. It soon became apparent that this white man was not accustomed to rituals that we performed, and hence had no idea what should have followed. Then again it didn't matter, as the growing bulge between his loins indicated that he knew what mattered most.

He was mine for the taking, yet alternatively, I had made myself his. He might not have realised this, but this was not going to be a one-night affair.

Slowly, I approached him, as I descended to my knees...
 
She comes over and kneels before his naked form, her face only inches from his groin and his erection.

The drums start to beat again, very slowly as the woman starts to weave her head back and forth in front of him, at times her full lips almost touching the tip of his tool...
 
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