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John had walked for eleven days. He was headed towards Fort Winston at the Hiat River, and he still had about three days ahead of him. The Hiat River was the natural border that separated the civilized world, where he came from, and the savage and brutal wilderness, where the natives lived and practiced their mystical religious rituals.
John hoped to find fortune in the fur trapping business, and he had heard that the best fur was found among the many exotic and wild a****ls of the great wilderness. Kings, queens and aristocrats back in the old world were willing to pay heaps of gold for this fur. But the supply was always low, since it was a dangerous endeavor to cross the Hiat River into the unknown wilderness. If you met the savages, your best hope was to be killed quickly in an honest fight, and not risk being captured and sacrificed to the natives’ evil gods, who gave the natives their bravery and cunning skill in combat. Many good men had suffered this fate and there were tales of the savages engaging in wild and unnatural orgies while burning their captives alive at the stake. John had prepared himself by purchasing a sword and a gun back at Breston Habour on the east coast of the new world, the epicenter of civilization on the new continent. He had also practiced swordsmanship and shooting most of his life. He was not the best fighter, but he didn’t mind labeling himself decent in this regard. He was most dangerous when he wielded his gun, but he wasn’t afraid of a good sword fight.
Around noon, he reached the small Pokloma River. He hadn’t expected to reach the river before evening, so he decided to take a well-deserved break. He freed himself of his backpack and put down his sword and gun. He started a small fire and made a potato stew. It had little flavor but it did the job. He quenched his thirst in the fresh water of the river.
As he was refilling his flasks in the river, out of nowhere, he saw a savage standing in the middle of the small river, the water reaching just below the knees. It was a woman. Was she alone? He looked around, but he couldn’t see any other savages.The savage was beautiful! He had never seen anything like this before. She couldn’t be a day over twenty. Her torso was completely exposed, since it appeared that she was bent over to clean her top in the river. Her breasts were big and round, yet he detected a strong firmness in them that he had never seen in a civilized woman. Her petite and slim body was clad in lightly darkened skin but her hair was dark as night. Her hair was done as a pony tail, and she had a long and dark feather at the back of her head sticking upwards. She was not completely naked, she was wearing a short, brown skirt. Her face was beautiful. She had painted three thick, red, horizontal lines below her eyes.
John couldn’t take his eyes away from this woman. He felt a rushing of blood down to his penis that quickly became hard as a rock. It pulsated and made a huge and obvious bulge in his pants.
The savage seemed to be done with cleaning her top, because now she got up on her feet again. Her eyes met John as she was about to twist her top to get the water out of it. She was startled at the sight of him and swiftly raised her top to cover her big breasts. The cold water made her nipples so hard that they made a firm appearance in the cloth.
They both stood like that for a while, just looking at each other. John’s instinct told him to flee, in case there were other savages with her, but his throbbing cock begged him to stay with this exotic woman.
He slowly reached into his bag and took out his last slice of honey bread. He extended his arm, holding the honey bread in his hand and tried to signal that he had no evil intentions and that she could have the honey bread. She was still clearly frightened and made no attempts at approaching him, but she didn’t walk back either. He didn’t want to scare her away, so very, very slowly, he broke off a small piece of honey bread and ate it. It had a very sweet taste. He extended his arm again and pointed at her and then at the honey bread.
Her facial expression changed from frightened to skeptical and then finally to curious.
She walked towards him, still covering her breasts by holding a hand with her top across her chest. She only came so close that she was able to stretch her arm out and break off a small piece of honey bread. She sniffed it and after her nose had approved the bread, she put it in her mouth. Her face lit up and it was clear to John that she enjoyed it immensely. She jumped over to John and ate the rest of the honey bread in a few moments. It was not uncommon for the natives to make their young adult tribe members roam through the wilderness for several days equipped with nothing but their own clothes to harden them. The poor thing must have been starving, and the honey bread must have been a supernatural food, a hundred times more potent and sweeter than what she had ever tasted before.
She had completely forgotten to cover her breasts, and her breasts with their now completely swollen nipples glistened in the sunlight. The bulge in his pants was bigger than ever, and he was afraid that they might not hold. The savage noticed his bulge and licked her thick, red lips before getting completely back on land.
She smiled at John and pointed at her chest. Seeing this as an invitation to touch her breasts, he did not waste a second and started to massage her breasts. He had been right; The breasts had a strong firmness to them. Their size was unusual for such a petite woman, but he didn’t complain or ask questions. He put his face down to the breasts and sucked and licked her hard nipples. She moaned at the treatment her breasts received. He squeezed and fondled her breasts one moment and the next moment he was back to sucking her nipples and licking the entire chest.
She pushed him gently away from her breasts. She said something in her own language and pointed at his bulge. With her wide smile as encouragement, he opened up his pants, and his cock was finally free. It was hard as ever and precum oozed out of it. The savage woman got down on her knees and without warning put it in her mouth and started sucking it like her life depended on it.He had never experienced anything like this before. His only experience was back in the old world, where he had had sex with farm girls in missionary position. He had never even imagined a woman putting a cock in her mouth and this girl did it like it was the most normal thing in the world, like she had sucked cock a hundred times before. He could feel that he was close to cumming and started to thrust his cock into the woman’s mouth, like he was trying to fuck her throat.
She took his cock out and got back up on her feet again. She was beaming of joy and kissed him. He kissed her back and invaded her mouth with his tongue. She again intrigued him by sucking his tongue like it was a little cock. She was definitely different from the farm girls back in the old world.
She withdrew from the kiss and talked in her incomprehensible language. She was blushing a bit as she undid her skirt. This girl was full of surprises; John startled as he saw her naked body. She had a cock where her vagina should be. It was about two inches, hard as stone and straight as a flag pole. It was pulsing of excitement and a few drops of precum was dripping from its head. Her cock was completely hairless, unlike John’s. Her ass and legs were also free of even the smallest hair. John couldn’t believe this. The cock had been so small that he couldn’t see it under her skirt. How was this possible? Was she a guy? Aside from her small cock, she was the most feminine girl he had ever seen, so he decided that she couldn’t be a man. As he saw it, she was just a woman who happened to have a little dick. She didn’t seem to be shy of her cock in any way and didn’t try to hide it. Maybe this was a normal phenomenon in her world? Maybe it was usual for some women in her tribe to be born with small cocks?
The sight of her tiny cock was oddly enough also kind of arousing to John and he decided to go with it. Without any invitation from the savage, he got down on his knees and put her cock in his mouth. She seemed surprised at this, like she hadn’t expected it and she looked at him with a puzzled look. Was it weird for a man to suck on a girl’s cock? It didn’t look like, she had tried it before, but she must have liked the way he sucked her cock, because she didn’t pull out. Her small cock could easily fit in his mouth, and precum oozed out of her dick, which he drank greedily.After a good long suck, she took her cock out of his mouth and pulled John back up on his feet. She embraced him tightly in a hug and softly kissed him and sucked his tongue as soon as he put it in her mouth. They did this for the longest time, until she pulled out of the kiss and fumbled with a leather pouch on top of her little pile of clothes on the ground. She put her hand in the pouch and when she took it out again, it was dripping with some kind of oil. She grabbed John’s cock and stroked it, until it was covered in this strange oil. He had no idea what was going on, but he didn’t mind her stroking and the nice oily feeling on his cock. She turned around and pointed at her asshole. What did she want? Did she want him to stick his cock up in her ass? Wouldn’t it hurt her? And wouldn’t it be dirty?
He took off all of his clothes. Then he hesitated. She looked at him again with a puzzled look as if there was something wrong with him for not sticking his cock up her ass right away. She spoke softly to him with words he didn’t know and slowly backed her ass back while guiding his cock with her hands, and before he knew it, his tip was inside her ass. It was a very tight fit which felt incredible. Her ass was warm, and he could feel her colon clenching and massaging his cock. He could feel the veins inside her ass pulse against the veins in his cock. The tighter fit made It feel much better than fucking a real girl. He quickly got the hang of it and thrusted his cock in and out of her ass. He didn’t have to fear getting his cock dirty. Her ass was apparently squeaky clean. She moaned and spoke again in her native language. He pulled his cock out and pushed her gently down on the ground. She was lying on all fours when he got up behind her and started fucking her again. Her small cock jumped back and forth as he rammed his own cock in and out of her ass. He could feel her small balls against his skin every time he pounded her. The sound of his body ramming her body was sweet music to his ears.
She let out a big moan. He looked down at her cock. Huge gulps of cum pulsated out of it and down on the ground. This was too much for him. He felt a pleasure driving through his cock and felt cum coming out of him as well, filling up her ass with all of his cum. His cock lost most of its hardness as he slowly pulled out.
They both lied down on the ground and started kissing again. John noticed that her cock was still as hard as before despite her orgasm. He wanted to make her feel completely satisfied, so he reached for her pouch and rubbed her cock in the oil. She gave him a strange look and let out a little laugh. But when she saw him continue, she just leaned back and seemingly enjoyed the stroking.
When her small cock was nice and oiled up, he sat on top of her and put it up his ass. It was so small that it fitted in just fine with the help of the oil. She said something, he didn’t understand, then laughed and tried to push him off of her. This was clearly not something she was used to with the men from her tribe. She laughed again and tried to push him off one more time, but then she gave up and let him ride her, although she still looked a bit puzzled. She started moaning and John soon felt her thick cum up in his ass. Her cock became limp and cum came out of his ass as her flaccid cock left him. Her cock was even smaller now and it looked adorable.
They embraced each other again on the ground and kissed intensely. She broke off the kiss, pointed at herself and repeated the word “Eli”. That must have been her name.
He pointed at her and said “Eli?”. She nodded happily and repeated “Eli” a few times.
He pointed back at himself and said “John. John”.
“John?” she asked.
“John,” he told her back and nodded.
He went back to his bag and to his surprise found another slice of honey bread. It was a small end piece that he had overlooked earlier. He broke it in half.
“Honey bread,” he repeated a few times and pointed at the bread. She said it back to him a few times before he gave one half to her. She smiled at him as she ate her piece. She looked so cute when she chewed on the sweet bread.“I like you,” John said to her. “I like you,” he repeated and poked her right cheek with a finger. She didn’t understand him but smiled and said something back to him in her own language before she kissed him. Then, they both lied down and fell asleep. They were spooning with Eli as the little spoon.
When he woke up, it was late afternoon. Eli was gone, along with her clothes and her pouch of oil. He had been so stupid! This was probably just a trick young, savage women would do to men to steal their possessions during their sleep. He checked his belongings, but nothing was missing.
Had she been real? Or had the gods sent her as a tool to test his faith? In that case, he had failed miserably by doing all those unnatural things to her. John started crying. He had been unhappy for the longest time, never being able to fit in anywhere. And when he joined with Eli, he had felt a happiness that he hadn’t felt before, and now she was gone. He had hoped to get to know this girl. Maybe he could even have civilized her and taught her how the world worked? John thought of her perfect body, her big, round, firm breasts and her nice little cock. His own cock got hard again, and he pleasured himself. Then he felt nothing but shame for his unnatural, lustful urges. Why did it have to be like this? Why wasn’t he allowed to be happy? Why had Eli left him? And how come the gods got to decide what is right and wrong? He remembered what the temple leaders had told him about the All-father’s eternal punishments in the afterlife for sexual deviancy. How could something feel so good but be so wrong? Was he a bad person for having feelings for Eli? Was he forever damned to hell now?
He was cold. He put on his clothes, packed up his gear and started following the path again towards Fort Winston. He could still walk an hour at least before nightfall. As the last hope of ever seeing Eli again or ever be happy again left him, he headed off towards Fort Winston as the sun was setting and it got darker and darker around him.
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John hoped to find fortune in the fur trapping business, and he had heard that the best fur was found among the many exotic and wild a****ls of the great wilderness. Kings, queens and aristocrats back in the old world were willing to pay heaps of gold for this fur. But the supply was always low, since it was a dangerous endeavor to cross the Hiat River into the unknown wilderness. If you met the savages, your best hope was to be killed quickly in an honest fight, and not risk being captured and sacrificed to the natives’ evil gods, who gave the natives their bravery and cunning skill in combat. Many good men had suffered this fate and there were tales of the savages engaging in wild and unnatural orgies while burning their captives alive at the stake. John had prepared himself by purchasing a sword and a gun back at Breston Habour on the east coast of the new world, the epicenter of civilization on the new continent. He had also practiced swordsmanship and shooting most of his life. He was not the best fighter, but he didn’t mind labeling himself decent in this regard. He was most dangerous when he wielded his gun, but he wasn’t afraid of a good sword fight.
Around noon, he reached the small Pokloma River. He hadn’t expected to reach the river before evening, so he decided to take a well-deserved break. He freed himself of his backpack and put down his sword and gun. He started a small fire and made a potato stew. It had little flavor but it did the job. He quenched his thirst in the fresh water of the river.
As he was refilling his flasks in the river, out of nowhere, he saw a savage standing in the middle of the small river, the water reaching just below the knees. It was a woman. Was she alone? He looked around, but he couldn’t see any other savages.The savage was beautiful! He had never seen anything like this before. She couldn’t be a day over twenty. Her torso was completely exposed, since it appeared that she was bent over to clean her top in the river. Her breasts were big and round, yet he detected a strong firmness in them that he had never seen in a civilized woman. Her petite and slim body was clad in lightly darkened skin but her hair was dark as night. Her hair was done as a pony tail, and she had a long and dark feather at the back of her head sticking upwards. She was not completely naked, she was wearing a short, brown skirt. Her face was beautiful. She had painted three thick, red, horizontal lines below her eyes.
John couldn’t take his eyes away from this woman. He felt a rushing of blood down to his penis that quickly became hard as a rock. It pulsated and made a huge and obvious bulge in his pants.
The savage seemed to be done with cleaning her top, because now she got up on her feet again. Her eyes met John as she was about to twist her top to get the water out of it. She was startled at the sight of him and swiftly raised her top to cover her big breasts. The cold water made her nipples so hard that they made a firm appearance in the cloth.
They both stood like that for a while, just looking at each other. John’s instinct told him to flee, in case there were other savages with her, but his throbbing cock begged him to stay with this exotic woman.
He slowly reached into his bag and took out his last slice of honey bread. He extended his arm, holding the honey bread in his hand and tried to signal that he had no evil intentions and that she could have the honey bread. She was still clearly frightened and made no attempts at approaching him, but she didn’t walk back either. He didn’t want to scare her away, so very, very slowly, he broke off a small piece of honey bread and ate it. It had a very sweet taste. He extended his arm again and pointed at her and then at the honey bread.
Her facial expression changed from frightened to skeptical and then finally to curious.
She walked towards him, still covering her breasts by holding a hand with her top across her chest. She only came so close that she was able to stretch her arm out and break off a small piece of honey bread. She sniffed it and after her nose had approved the bread, she put it in her mouth. Her face lit up and it was clear to John that she enjoyed it immensely. She jumped over to John and ate the rest of the honey bread in a few moments. It was not uncommon for the natives to make their young adult tribe members roam through the wilderness for several days equipped with nothing but their own clothes to harden them. The poor thing must have been starving, and the honey bread must have been a supernatural food, a hundred times more potent and sweeter than what she had ever tasted before.
She had completely forgotten to cover her breasts, and her breasts with their now completely swollen nipples glistened in the sunlight. The bulge in his pants was bigger than ever, and he was afraid that they might not hold. The savage noticed his bulge and licked her thick, red lips before getting completely back on land.
She smiled at John and pointed at her chest. Seeing this as an invitation to touch her breasts, he did not waste a second and started to massage her breasts. He had been right; The breasts had a strong firmness to them. Their size was unusual for such a petite woman, but he didn’t complain or ask questions. He put his face down to the breasts and sucked and licked her hard nipples. She moaned at the treatment her breasts received. He squeezed and fondled her breasts one moment and the next moment he was back to sucking her nipples and licking the entire chest.
She pushed him gently away from her breasts. She said something in her own language and pointed at his bulge. With her wide smile as encouragement, he opened up his pants, and his cock was finally free. It was hard as ever and precum oozed out of it. The savage woman got down on her knees and without warning put it in her mouth and started sucking it like her life depended on it.He had never experienced anything like this before. His only experience was back in the old world, where he had had sex with farm girls in missionary position. He had never even imagined a woman putting a cock in her mouth and this girl did it like it was the most normal thing in the world, like she had sucked cock a hundred times before. He could feel that he was close to cumming and started to thrust his cock into the woman’s mouth, like he was trying to fuck her throat.
She took his cock out and got back up on her feet again. She was beaming of joy and kissed him. He kissed her back and invaded her mouth with his tongue. She again intrigued him by sucking his tongue like it was a little cock. She was definitely different from the farm girls back in the old world.
She withdrew from the kiss and talked in her incomprehensible language. She was blushing a bit as she undid her skirt. This girl was full of surprises; John startled as he saw her naked body. She had a cock where her vagina should be. It was about two inches, hard as stone and straight as a flag pole. It was pulsing of excitement and a few drops of precum was dripping from its head. Her cock was completely hairless, unlike John’s. Her ass and legs were also free of even the smallest hair. John couldn’t believe this. The cock had been so small that he couldn’t see it under her skirt. How was this possible? Was she a guy? Aside from her small cock, she was the most feminine girl he had ever seen, so he decided that she couldn’t be a man. As he saw it, she was just a woman who happened to have a little dick. She didn’t seem to be shy of her cock in any way and didn’t try to hide it. Maybe this was a normal phenomenon in her world? Maybe it was usual for some women in her tribe to be born with small cocks?
The sight of her tiny cock was oddly enough also kind of arousing to John and he decided to go with it. Without any invitation from the savage, he got down on his knees and put her cock in his mouth. She seemed surprised at this, like she hadn’t expected it and she looked at him with a puzzled look. Was it weird for a man to suck on a girl’s cock? It didn’t look like, she had tried it before, but she must have liked the way he sucked her cock, because she didn’t pull out. Her small cock could easily fit in his mouth, and precum oozed out of her dick, which he drank greedily.After a good long suck, she took her cock out of his mouth and pulled John back up on his feet. She embraced him tightly in a hug and softly kissed him and sucked his tongue as soon as he put it in her mouth. They did this for the longest time, until she pulled out of the kiss and fumbled with a leather pouch on top of her little pile of clothes on the ground. She put her hand in the pouch and when she took it out again, it was dripping with some kind of oil. She grabbed John’s cock and stroked it, until it was covered in this strange oil. He had no idea what was going on, but he didn’t mind her stroking and the nice oily feeling on his cock. She turned around and pointed at her asshole. What did she want? Did she want him to stick his cock up in her ass? Wouldn’t it hurt her? And wouldn’t it be dirty?
He took off all of his clothes. Then he hesitated. She looked at him again with a puzzled look as if there was something wrong with him for not sticking his cock up her ass right away. She spoke softly to him with words he didn’t know and slowly backed her ass back while guiding his cock with her hands, and before he knew it, his tip was inside her ass. It was a very tight fit which felt incredible. Her ass was warm, and he could feel her colon clenching and massaging his cock. He could feel the veins inside her ass pulse against the veins in his cock. The tighter fit made It feel much better than fucking a real girl. He quickly got the hang of it and thrusted his cock in and out of her ass. He didn’t have to fear getting his cock dirty. Her ass was apparently squeaky clean. She moaned and spoke again in her native language. He pulled his cock out and pushed her gently down on the ground. She was lying on all fours when he got up behind her and started fucking her again. Her small cock jumped back and forth as he rammed his own cock in and out of her ass. He could feel her small balls against his skin every time he pounded her. The sound of his body ramming her body was sweet music to his ears.
She let out a big moan. He looked down at her cock. Huge gulps of cum pulsated out of it and down on the ground. This was too much for him. He felt a pleasure driving through his cock and felt cum coming out of him as well, filling up her ass with all of his cum. His cock lost most of its hardness as he slowly pulled out.
They both lied down on the ground and started kissing again. John noticed that her cock was still as hard as before despite her orgasm. He wanted to make her feel completely satisfied, so he reached for her pouch and rubbed her cock in the oil. She gave him a strange look and let out a little laugh. But when she saw him continue, she just leaned back and seemingly enjoyed the stroking.
When her small cock was nice and oiled up, he sat on top of her and put it up his ass. It was so small that it fitted in just fine with the help of the oil. She said something, he didn’t understand, then laughed and tried to push him off of her. This was clearly not something she was used to with the men from her tribe. She laughed again and tried to push him off one more time, but then she gave up and let him ride her, although she still looked a bit puzzled. She started moaning and John soon felt her thick cum up in his ass. Her cock became limp and cum came out of his ass as her flaccid cock left him. Her cock was even smaller now and it looked adorable.
They embraced each other again on the ground and kissed intensely. She broke off the kiss, pointed at herself and repeated the word “Eli”. That must have been her name.
He pointed at her and said “Eli?”. She nodded happily and repeated “Eli” a few times.
He pointed back at himself and said “John. John”.
“John?” she asked.
“John,” he told her back and nodded.
He went back to his bag and to his surprise found another slice of honey bread. It was a small end piece that he had overlooked earlier. He broke it in half.
“Honey bread,” he repeated a few times and pointed at the bread. She said it back to him a few times before he gave one half to her. She smiled at him as she ate her piece. She looked so cute when she chewed on the sweet bread.“I like you,” John said to her. “I like you,” he repeated and poked her right cheek with a finger. She didn’t understand him but smiled and said something back to him in her own language before she kissed him. Then, they both lied down and fell asleep. They were spooning with Eli as the little spoon.
When he woke up, it was late afternoon. Eli was gone, along with her clothes and her pouch of oil. He had been so stupid! This was probably just a trick young, savage women would do to men to steal their possessions during their sleep. He checked his belongings, but nothing was missing.
Had she been real? Or had the gods sent her as a tool to test his faith? In that case, he had failed miserably by doing all those unnatural things to her. John started crying. He had been unhappy for the longest time, never being able to fit in anywhere. And when he joined with Eli, he had felt a happiness that he hadn’t felt before, and now she was gone. He had hoped to get to know this girl. Maybe he could even have civilized her and taught her how the world worked? John thought of her perfect body, her big, round, firm breasts and her nice little cock. His own cock got hard again, and he pleasured himself. Then he felt nothing but shame for his unnatural, lustful urges. Why did it have to be like this? Why wasn’t he allowed to be happy? Why had Eli left him? And how come the gods got to decide what is right and wrong? He remembered what the temple leaders had told him about the All-father’s eternal punishments in the afterlife for sexual deviancy. How could something feel so good but be so wrong? Was he a bad person for having feelings for Eli? Was he forever damned to hell now?
He was cold. He put on his clothes, packed up his gear and started following the path again towards Fort Winston. He could still walk an hour at least before nightfall. As the last hope of ever seeing Eli again or ever be happy again left him, he headed off towards Fort Winston as the sun was setting and it got darker and darker around him.
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