Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Aurora of Rainbow Fire ❯ Tea and Sodomy ( Chapter 7 )

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Aurora of Rainbow Fire chapter four: Tea and Sodomy.

A Tenchi Muyo TV series lemon by Nugar.
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Kiyone watched with a heavy-lidded gaze as her would-be
rescuers vanished into the night and stood for a moment in
thought. She was almost surprised at herself, both at her
actions and thoughts. She had always been so patient, so
accommodating to others, but ever since Mihoshi had shown up in
the village, a thought had crystallized in her mind.

It was time for some R&R.

And now, Mihoshi was gone. She wouldn't be back until
tomorrow. There was nothing any of them could do about the
perpetrator until tomorrow. She'd just have to hope it couldn't
build a planet buster bomb out of sticks and mud in a day.

Right now, though, for all practical intents and purposes,
she was free.

Free.

It was almost with some sadness that Kiyone noted that she
wasn't the type of person to really go wild. She usually limited
her recreation to a few karaoke songs and a little alcohol.
Drinks were expensive, and she wasn't willing to flirt with a guy
just to get him to buy her a drink, nor was she willing to let
herself be picked up by any cute guy with a good line. She had
self respect. She had standards. At all times she was calm and
rational, even while cutting loose.

So Kiyone calmly and rationally turned and stalked through
the village in search of Dretric.

Women and men moved out of her way almost without realizing
it, and she barely spared them a glance. Her pulse didn't rise
above a calm seventy-six beats a minute as she spotted Dretric
waving at her from the shadow between his hut and a neighboring
one, and it barely bumped eighty as she grabbed his arm in a
standard lock hold used to control suspects and directed him into
his hut.

Almost as an afterthought, a densely woven grass mat fell
to block the activities within from prying eyes.


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Dretric didn't know what to think when the strange girl
grabbed his arm and somehow managed to drag him inside his own
hut. One minute he was waving at the girl as she approached, the
next she had grabbed his arm in two places and directed him
inside. He couldn't resist or pull away without hurting himself,
so he had little choice but to obey.

Her face, almost frightening in its frozen expression, also
went a long way toward convincing him not to resist.

Once inside the hut, Kiyone released him abruptly and
turned to drop the door cover.

Dretric recovered his composure as he watched her let the
mat fall, plunging the room into darkness.

Then a hand, slender and feminine, yet increasingly firm
touched the center of his chest and slid its way up to caress the
back of his neck. Its bandaged twin searched for his own arm and
pulled it around a strong, lithe body.

Kiyone pressed herself to him and wrapped one leg behind
his, sliding her flesh against his. Gently, but insistently, she
tugged his head down to her level.

"I want you... please," she whispered into his ear, her
lips so close they brushed him as she spoke, punctuating her
request with a nibble on his earlobe.

For a minute Dretric didn't move, and Kiyone halted as
well.

Had she misjudged?

What if he rejected her?

She had been so preoccupied with her thoughts of his tall,
dark body, perfectly cut muscles, and smooth chocolate skin that
she'd never stopped to consider what he thought of _her_.

After all, she had been acting weird by anyone's standards.
She was a stranger, lost and naked in the jungle.

Fear gripped her throat. If he rejected her... she didn't
know what she was going to do.

Out of nowhere, a few light fingertips touched the center
of her back and stroked downwards along her spine. The feather-
light tease turned into a caress over her shapely buttocks, and
suddenly she gasped as each of his large hands grabbed a cheek
and squeezed. His long, strong fingers wrapped around the curve
of her muscle and war up into her crack, spreading her slightly
as he used the new hand hold to pull her higher against him until
she stood only on tip toe.

He replied something unintelligible to her and Kiyone
sighed loudly. Her chin found his left collarbone and she
snuggled her head into the hollow of his throat.

A subtle tension flowed from her body.


Dretric hadn't had any idea what she had whispered into his
ear, but the teeth on his earlobe and the feel of her body
pressed against his conveyed the message far better.

Although a few recriminations over taking advantage of the
helpless girl did enter his thoughts, it was obvious she knew
what she was doing and could make her own decisions.

He'd always wanted to find a cute naked lost Japanese girl
in the jungle. Heh, who knew? He smiled silently to himself in
the darkness and let his experienced hands begin their seduction.

Dretric was a bit surprised when she laid her head on his
shoulder and sighed, but was gratified as she relaxed in his
arms.

"You are such a beautiful woman," he murmured, savoring the
feel of her body.

He craned his head down to her neck, stretching slightly
and grateful that she wasn't any shorter than she was. He kissed
her gently, then alternated kisses, licks, and nibbles as he
worked his way from just behind her ear around her jawline.

She responded quickly with firm, hard bites to his neck and
long caresses of her tongue. She scratched the back of his neck
with her short, no-nonsense nails and ran her fingers through his
short, dry, tightly curled hair.

Dretric massaged and kneaded her butt in his hands, feeling
himself start rising to the occasion and press the top of his
prodigious length into her belly.

He made a sudden decision and lifted her higher.

Kiyone wrapped her legs around his waist without prompting,
and used her arms around his neck to better help support herself.

Their mouths met with a slowly increasing tempo, her tongue
sliding between his lips and her mouth sucking demandingly on his
own probings.

Now fully aroused, the base of his shaft pressed firmly
into her sex from below and the rest protruded proudly between
her legs.


Kiyone gasped at the first contact with her flushed and
spread sex. God, it was so huge it was ridiculous, much bigger
now than it was when she'd first seen it. If this was _any_ kind
of indication of the rest of the native population of Earth, this
was going to be a _damned_ popular tourist spot when it finally
joined galactic civilization, she thought in amusement and awe.

Dretric released his hold with one hand and ran it up her
back, digging into the long muscles with his fingers.

That left her hanging from his neck with only one of his
hands supporting her from below. His hand only grasped one side,
and as she slipped down slightly it caused her ass cheeks to
spread wide, stretching the flesh between almost painfully.

She liked it, liked the feeling of being so open, liked the
feel of his hot member sliding along her moist crevice.

Kiyone moaned against his tongue and arched her back away
from him, letting her sweaty breasts fall away from his chest
into the too-hot air. Her hard nipples dragged down his skin
like two points of fire until they, too, fell away.

Kiyone broke the kiss and lowered her head to his chest,
licking his smooth, perfect skin as if she wanted to devour him.
Though their eyes had adjusted enough to the dim firelight
filtering in that they could make out shapes, Kiyone still
couldn't see Dretric's dark flesh.

Instead, she tasted it, liking the mix of sweat, dust, and
his own unique taste. She ran her tongue across his hard nipples
and freed one hand so she could trace his taut pectorials.


Dretric liked the feel of her tender flesh rubbing along
his erect penis, and especially liked the way she would press
down a few inches and hump her pelvis back up the length so her
own sweaty pubic hairs would grind against his own. He played
his free hand along her back, touching those spots his former
lovers had found arousing, but he soon stopped that and grabbed
her upper arm as she pushed away and began licking his chest.

Occasionally, though, he would let go for a moment and grab
a breast, kneading it between his fingers and tweaking the nipple
a few times before he grabbed her arm again.

Judging by her frequent sounds and faster movements, she
was growing impatient with the foreplay. That was fine with him,
he was ready to sink himself deep into her as well.

Dretric cautiously started walking towards the hard mat of
grass he called a bed, feeling his way in the darkness.

Together they bumped into many things within the space of a
dozen feet, and once they heard the unmistakable clatter of
something being knocked over. Kiyone once again wondered at the
clumsiness of her friend, but his questing feet did at last find
the edge of his mat.

Dretric was careful of his balance as he gently lowered her
to the mat, and Kiyone obligingly let go with her legs, leaving
them spread in invitation. He reached down and grasped his
member, then gently sank forward until the tip met flesh.

A little bit of circular movement found the top of her
slit, and he directed it down the soft folds, feeling her jump as
it rubbed by the sensitive clitorus, until at last it pressed
directly against her entrance.

Abruptly, Kiyone moved, pushing him back and sliding up.

Uh oh, he thought, what have I done? Was she frightened by
the size?


Kiyone felt just the tip of the head probing inside her,
and felt how incredibly wide it was. Why, the very rim of her
pussy felt stretched to the limit just by the tip!

That was when she knew how she wanted it.

Kiyone pushed her lover back and quickly rolled forward
onto her knees. She barely gave him a preamble in the form of a
quick trail of kisses down his stomach before she found his
member with her mouth.

She licked the entire length and took it past her lips,
stroking it quickly with her entire mouth as she pushed her head
forward, not stopping until she gagged.

Kiyone knew there was no way she could take all of him, but
she was a little dismayed to manage less than half. Not only was
he bigger that she'd ever seen or heard of, he was bigger than
she'd dreamed possible! Hell, he was at least on par with a good
sized cucumber, maybe bigger.

Kiyone only sucked for a few moments, a quick, rough tease,
before she rolled over and raised back up to her knees,
presenting herself to him.

She felt his hand on her ass and shivered in anticipation
as he slid it up her back, reading her intentions by touch. All
but one finger left her skin, and she felt the sole remaining
touch trace her spine down to the cleft of her buttocks, and keep
going. She tensed as it neared her opening, but the gentle
finger found her well aroused and wet as it slipped inside.

Kiyone patiently endured Dretric's attempts to tease and
stoke her fires, wiggling her rear and moaning so he didn't think
she wasn't interested. In a way his efforts were sweet, but she
was more than ready.

Finally, he removed his hand and grabbed her hip, and she
soon felt the head of his penis press against her outer lips.
Kiyone shifted her butt slightly, assisting his efforts, and once
proper alignment had been achieved, she pressed back against his
member.


Dretric felt himself press into Kiyone for the second time
that night, but this time she pressed back as much as he wanted
to go forward. The fit, however, was still so tight he feared
hurting her, so he slowed his headlong pace. Though far from the
tightest pussy he'd ever encountered, she was still a deliciously
firm grip. He tensed his whole body, momentarily driving up his
blood pressure from the strain. This made his penis throb and
ever so slightly expand, eliciting a soft grunt from Kiyone.

She immediately pressed back, hard, just as he relaxed his
body and she met less resistance than she'd expected. His penis
quickly slid past the most sensitive outer third of her sex, then
past the tight, craving bundle of nerves on the fore wall further
inside that begged to be stroked. Then, something that had never
happened before with a man, his flared head hit her cervix, and
improbably slipped just slightly past until his rigid length
pressed against the very top of her vagina. Each sensation was a
separate experience and, rather than blending in into one long
incredible sensation, remained discrete. Kiyone threw her head
back and opened her mouth in a soundless scream, her body
quivering with pleasure and just a spike of pain.

It was exquisite.

Kiyone propped herself on one hand and reached back between
her legs with the other, gingerly feeling the outline of him
through her flesh, tracing her stretched rim, and then
discovering, to her shock, that he was not all the way inside
her.

"You really are huge, aren't you?" she asked in wonder as
she blinked back at him in the darkness.

Dretric didn't know what she said, but the wondering tone
of voice which she used was one he was familiar with. Not
bothering to reply, he gently began to withdraw.

Kiyone immediately jumped to the wrong conclusion, thinking
that he had taken her amazed comment as a request to stop. She
had to convince him otherwise. She _certainly_ didn't want him
to stop.

Dretric had no intentions of doing so either, but Kiyone
didn't know that. And it was with some surprise that Dretric
found himself penetrating a very demanding woman who uttered a
sound suspiciously like a growl and thrust herself back upon his
member, groaning a bit. It was very pleasureful.

Encouraged, he gripped her hips firmly and withdrew again,
holding her steady as she fought against him. Then he slowly
allowed her to push backwards against his hands and sheath
herself around him.

Kiyone quickly got the idea, putting her arms forward and
bracing herself on her hands to push back even harder, biting
back most of the sounds she wanted to make but unable to contain
herself as he slid past the place she'd only reached with long
inanimate objects before. Gradually she convinced him to let her
slide back even faster, bumping the top of her vagina even
harder. She thought she was getting better able to accommodate
his length and bulk, and once she stopped and reached back again
when he bottomed out. Still, she could feel at least two inches
of shaft before her fingers touched his thick wiry pubic hair.

With the loss of pushing power provided by that hand,
Kiyone wasn't able to slide back as quick as she was, and Dretric
took that as a sign that she needed to slow down.

That was a mistake.

Kiyone was delighting in the feeling of fullness, the
feeling of being overfull that Dretric was giving her. But he
wasn't giving it to her fast enough. She made several small
sounds of disappointment as he began pumping into her under his
own power.

What part of 'hard and fast' did he not understand?

Kiyone had had enough of not having enough. Abruptly she
lurched away, scrambling on all fours to clear his penis. As all
the other times he withdrew, she felt a distinct feeling of loss
as he slid backwards past her most sensitive spots. Finally she
was free, and she whirled on him.

Dretric gaped in shock when his partner suddenly escaped,
writhing and crawling away from him in the dark. He barely had
time to wonder if maybe he had done something wrong when Kiyone
hit him in the chest in a full body tackle. Dretric sprawled
backward from the force of the impact, landing on his butt on the
grass strewn dirt floor of his hut.

It was almost like fighting an invisible opponent, as
Dretric could not see what Kiyone was trying to do as she
straddled him. The surprise was so sudden that his initial
reaction was to resist, although Kiyone's skills at handling
recalcitrant suspects were more than adequate to the task of
fending off his clumsy attempts to stop her. She only had to use
one hand, in fact, while the other grabbed his penis and held it
at her desired angle.

Kiyone impaled herself on him, hard.

Possibly even a little too hard. She grit her teeth and
rolled her eyes back in her head as he slid into her, both
already well lubricated by her enthusiasm, and she resisted the
urge to howl in pleasure as his member prodded that so hard to
reach place she'd discovered was one of the keys to her
sexuality.
Unfortunately, the change in angle allowed for even greater
penetration, and he was longer than her pussy could take under
any circumstances. He came to the end of her suddenly, and pain
sparked her insides.

Dretric felt her clench and tighten up exquisitely, and her
uncontrollable shudder made her wet flesh quiver around him. He
threw his head back with a loud groan, his hands falling to his
sides to grab at her thighs.

Kiyone immediately fell forwards, placing her hands on his
taut muscled stomach and rising off him nearly all the way. The
pain was a fleeting, momentary thing, but it was more than she'd
expected, and it shocked her out of her haze. She crouched on
his chest for a second, blinking and wondering what had come over
her.

Dretric smiled at her in the darkness, liking her style.
She was the most aggressive little tease he'd ever been with. He
could handle that. He encircled her trim waist with his hands,
his fingers not quite touching, planted his feet firmly, and
levered his hips up, plunging into her with the slap of flesh on
flesh. Then he withdrew and did it again. And again.

Kiyone's moment of clarity disappeared on the first stroke,
and she collapsed with a moan on his muscular chest, feeling her
intensely pert nipples drag across his smooth chocolate skin.
This was much better, too, with this new position she could
squeeze her thighs together and stop him from going too deep. He
was just so long, even with the relatively short humps he managed
from the bottom she was about to scream.

Dretric let go of her waist and moved his hands up,
wrapping his long arms around her and pulling her close, mashing
her breasts against his chest. Her head fit nicely into the
hollow of his throat and she pressed her mouth to his neck,
licking his sweaty skin. He gave her an especially strong
thrust, raising his hips and back from the floor of the hut by
nearly a foot, rocking her weight forward and removing the
support her knees gave her, changing her position and allowing
him to feel intense pressure on the head of his penis as he came
to the end of her. She gave a deep grunt that ended in a high
trill, almost a squeal, and he gasped as well at the best feeling
she'd yet given him. The moment passed, and he dropped his body
with a thump, his cock once again enveloped as Kiyone landed on
it a split second later.

"UNNGH!" she groaned, and suddenly she had to be off of
him. Kiyone regained her feet almost as quickly as she had
squatted on him, one foot on each side of his hips.

This felt much like another tease to Dretric. His
breathing came heavy and quick, his body tensed with denied
pleasure. He quickly pushed himself to a sitting position with
one hand, the other unable to resist the temptations of a quick
tug.

Kiyone stood for a moment, reasserting control over her
body. Something wasn't quite right, just wasn't what she wanted.
He felt wonderful inside her, especially as he bumped the inner
entrance to her womb, but she knew it wasn't enough. That was
amazing, something she'd only achieved before with toys, but she
had to admit to herself that that wasn't what she really liked,
what she really really liked to do to herself when the
frustrations got to be too much. There was one thing Kiyone had
discovered that excited her more than anything, and it was the
only thing that had ever managed to give her true release.

Calmly, rationally, she methodically set about making her
favorite fantasy come true. One hand found its way to her sodden
lower curls, gently stroking her excited clit. It was hard and
sensitive, easy to feel between the soft velvet of her mons. A
fingertip was too rough, but by massaging the flesh around it the
pressure could be transferred to it in amounts she could stand.
Her other hand went lower, and she bent slightly at the waist so
she could gently push a finger inside her wet pussy.

She felt one of Dretric's hands touch her thigh, and he
quickly found his way between her legs, tracing the movements of
her hands.

Not satisfied with feeling her play with herself, he
attempted to assist by rubbing her clit as well, but it was too
sensitive at this point, and she had to quickly snatch his hand
away.

He made a sound of discontent, so she pulled his hand, so
huge compared to hers, but with surprisingly soft skin, down to
her entrance as they had before. He got the idea, and one finger
dipped inside of her, easily long enough that when it crooked
around it diddled the tight cluster of nerves that formed her G-
spot. She pulled his hand against her harder, and he added a
second finger, both sliding easily, slicked as they were with her
juices. Kiyone rocked her hips gently, humping his hand and
setting the fingers to sliding in and out, releasing more of her
juices. She could hear his breathing, and from that and
other sounds she suspected his other hand was administering to
himself.

She took a deep breath which caught in her suddenly dry
throat as she realized that this was it. Her knee, locked in her
standing position, suddenly jumped. It didn't buckle, but it
certainly went weak, and Kiyone knew that this man had really
touched her desires. It was now or never.

Kiyone pulled his hand out, holding it firm as he tried to
withdraw it. Then, hesitantly, she pulled it further between her
legs, widening her stance to provide plenty of room and ease of
access.

Dretric's eyes widened as he realized what she was
directing him to do.

Kiyone released his hand and bit her lip, forcing her hands
down to her sides, waiting to see what he would do. It seemed
like an eternity, or maybe a few seconds, but she felt the brush
of his knuckles as his hand opened, and then there was the touch
of a wet fingertip, his middle, far back in the cleft in her
bottom. Then it traced lightly, but with gradually firmer
pressure, towards the front.

"Ulp!" she exclaimed, involuntarily flinching and clenching
her anus as his finger probed across the puckered opening.
Chagrined, she immediately clapped her hands to her mouth to
prevent any further sound. Then, even more ashamed, she dropped
them back to her side. What was wrong with making a little
noise? She wasn't very loud, and even if someone did chance to
hear her, she didn't know these people, and they probably
wouldn't mind or care if they did chance to hear her.

She felt Dretric caress her super-sensitive perineum as he
continued his way to her pussy, there to slide his finger deeper
into her slick folds and coat it again with moisture. Rather
than pulling it back out, he simply slid it back, quickly sliding
the tip directly into the center of the tight puckered ring.
Kiyone forced herself to relax, the flesh of her ass softening
and giving at Dretric's gentle pressure. It was difficult,
especially as his fingertip pushed past the first ring of muscle
and dug into the side of the soft layer between that and her
inner sphincter. Her hands clenched until her fingernails bit
into her palms as he pressed harder against the muscle, which she
had little control over. Then, as she shuddered, his finger
penetrated all the way into her ass.

"OoOOaAhhh," she moaned, her voice rising and falling as
she basked in the sensation but still tried to control her
reaction. She could feel the finger curl slightly inside her,
pressing against the hard slick curve of the inside of the
muscles that formed her bottom. Her ass cheek twitched, as it
was unexpectedly the recipient of the sensation. The finger
pulled out slowly, the barely moist skin catching and tugging on
her as it slid. Kiyone's stomach quivered and felt hollow,
almost as if she was hungry, but food was the farthest thing from
her mind.

Dretric barely stopped a chuckle as he felt her whole body
shiver as he pushed his finger deep into her anus. (This
girl...) he thought. (Just, just wow. She is so _intense_.) He
turned and twisted his hand, getting more small sounds of
pleasure from her, then pushed his thumb slowly into her pussy.
A sudden weight hit his hand, surprising him as she sagged
towards the floor, but Kiyone recovered quickly, supporting her
own weight. He pushed up into her with his finger and thumb,
hard, then pushed a second finger into her rear, finding her
surprisingly pliant. He counted himself lucky, it was hard to
play with the backdoor without causing some pain, but she seemed
able to take it easily. Although, she did stand on her tiptoes
and grunt a bit, but it didn't seem like a complaint.

Kiyone almost lost herself in the moment when Dretric's
second finger entered her anus, and there almost seemed to be a
buzz at the base of her skull, a relentless, demanding need.
There was no more rationalizing it. No more calm and methodical.
Kiyone wanted what she wanted, and nobody, not even her own all
too frail body was going to stop her.

She grabbed Dretric's hand in a grip of pure steel, pulling
it from her body with a soft slortch. Then she pushed him.
Maybe a little hard. He fell back against the ground with an
oomph, and she was on him, feverishly yanking his penis to the
entrance to her vagina and sliding down him three hard,
shuddering, cervix-bumping times to lubricate him properly and
leave him rock hard and straining as she once again leaned
forward and freed him.

Then, one shaking, barely controlled hand reached back and
positioned him at the entrance to her rear, and she pressed back,
willing that he should invade this part of her. Shaking with
lust and fear, her body tensed and overloaded with adrenaline,
she was unable to keep her anus from squeezing shut, but didn't
pause her assault in the slightest as she forced her outer anal
ring over the huge velvet-over-steel tip of his cock. He was
big, giant, even, and not very well lubricated, but Kiyone liked
big toys, and if she hadn't enjoyed them lately, the body never
forgets, and Kiyone could handle anything. Even someone as manly
as Dretric.

"AHHH!" she yelled as the pressure grew to an almost
intolerable point and the flared ridge around the head of his
penis burst past her inner ring and scraped along her inside.
Inch by inch, Kiyone pushed, forcing him into her aching body.
Almost immediately, she felt the familiar tang on the back of her
tongue that always came from forcing the issue when she was
really turned on. She didn't know what it was, or why it
happened, but it did, and it seemed to intensify the experience.

Tears sprang to her eyes and she let out a scream as she
pushed herself up with her hands, forcing her weight back onto
his shaft. He was slick with her juices, but it was still almost
painfully dry, and she could feel the flesh around her ass being
pulled in as his rock hard penis pushed, the pressure finally
growing too strong before she would give and he would go deeper
in a series of fits and starts.

"NOW! AAAHHHH! TAKE ME! AIIIE!" she cried, pounding his
chest viciously with her fists as she felt herself tear slightly
to accommodate his monstrous intrusion and his penis slipped in
several inches all at once.

Oww! Those fists hurt! Dretric tried to grab her wrists,
but she was too strong for him, too wrapped up in her own
pleasure to do anything but fight when he tried to restrain her.
His cock was over halfway up her hot, tight ass, his balls burned
with pleasure, and he was extremely turned on by her ferocious
desire, but something had to change.

Kiyone fought for a moment when he suddenly jerked her arms
to one side, removing her support and causing her to fall forward
onto his chest. She bit him, hard, drawing blood from the skin
over his collar bone as she felt her pubic bone grind against
his, her clit alive with a fire that sent electric shivers
through her and had her convulsing-

The orgasm hit like a tsunami, a full body spasm that
pulled him partially from her as she shook her head furiously and
let one rip, just wailed in his ear, her teeth snapping inches
from his neck as he flinched away from her need to have something
stop the screams welling up from her throat. She came out the
other side shivering and whimpering from the force, her body
aching from the tension her muscle contractions caused. The
darkness in the hut suited her, since her eyes were cloudy and
she no longer relied on sight, only the touch of her body on his,
and his body deep, so deep within hers.

She was pliant, then, when Dretric grabbed her shoulders
and pushed her up, twisting her torso to the right as he tried to
get her to turn. Oh, god, she felt great, and he was unable to
resist the urge to pump his hips, plunging several inches farther
up her butt and getting a startled mewl from her lips.

He dropped his hips, and suddenly Kiyone got the idea,
coming alive in a flash and swinging her left leg over his
stomach. She had to roll her weight onto her right knee, and
Dretric accidentally popped out, but when she finally crouched on
the balls of her feet between his legs and he pressed the head of
his cock at the entrance to her cavity, Kiyone wasn't
complaining.

The fact that this was probably going to hurt crossed her
mind, but Kiyone was long past caring. She grabbed one of his
thighs in each hand for balance, and pushed backwards, aiming for
a seated position on his crotch.

His penis, truly slick now with her juices, met
surprisingly little resistance as she fell backwards onto it.

"AHHHHHHNNNG, ooohHH, AHHHHHIIIEEE!" Kiyone screamed once
more along with Dretric's equally satisfied yell as her ass
cheeks were forced apart and her anus was stretched wide to
accommodated his massive anal probe, her voice raised in pleasure
which only turned to pain at the end as, unable to stop her
descent, his penis came to the end of her colon.

Her full body weight was on it then, her feet positioned
too far forward and her arms powerless to support her as pain
lanced through her gut, her insides stretching to the limit as
she finally reached her goal of having all of him as her pussy
came to rest on his balls. The hollow feeling in her gut was
back, magnified threefold, despite her being fuller than she'd
ever been with a man. Her throat, always oddly connected to her
pleasure at the other end, clenched and gagged, a thin stream of
drool falling past her lips to run unnoticed down her breasts.

It hurt, a lot, but that faded in an instant in the face
of her raw need to be full and her single minded desire to
conquer. She threw her head back in an indescribable howl of
triumph so loud her voice cracked, then gasped for breath to do
it again as her pussy, massaged from the backside, quivered and
peaked, true release beginning as one of many screaming, crying
orgasms.

Dretric dimly heard her scream, lost in amazing pleasure
as her ass squeezed rhythmically on the based of his penis, pussy
juices anointing his balls where they pressed into the soft folds
of Kiyone's labia. Using all the strength in his muscular thighs
and back, he bucked upwards, throwing Kiyone several inches into
the air, bruising both their hips as she slammed back down on
him, the spike of pain from him being too deep inside her lost in
the welter of orgasm. He bucked again, and again, breaking
Kiyone's screams into a series of chuckle-gasps, her arms
flailing wildly and scratching at his sides as she sought some
measure of control over the ride.

Dretric grabbed one forearm and pulled her roughly back
onto his chest, her head hitting his chin sharply, but neither
noticed. He grabbed one breast in a tight, almost painful grip,
pulling and mauling during her most helpless time. He used his
other hand to reach forward, hooking his finger in her pussy and
frigging it as fast as his hand could move, his palm dragging
over the head of her clitoris with every stroke. At the same
time he threw his back into the air and flexed his hips, driving
himself into her ass at an increasing rate.

Kiyone screeched and fought as her body clenched around
him in the throes of another orgasm, trying to rise back up into
a sitting position, though why she couldn't say.

Dretric had all he could do just trying to hold her still
enough to fuck her, and her screams were getting a little too
loud so he tried to cover her mouth with his hand. That proved
to be a mistake, as Kiyone, all her control shattered, sank her
teeth deep into the fleshy part of his hand between his thumb and
forefinger.

Grunting with effort and the burning in his scrotum that
said he was perilously close to finishing himself, he threw out
one leg for leverage and rolled, his penis still buried to the
hilt in Kiyone as he pinned her flat to the dirt floor of the
hut.

Kiyone hissed in surprise, allowing him to jerk his hand
from her bloody mouth and grab an outstretched wrist. She was
stronger than him, but now he had his weight as an advantage, and
she wasn't really trying to fight him, she was just lost in
sensations so intense she couldn't help herself. He had her
trapped and harmless beneath him now, and he quickly hit his
favorite rhythm, withdrawing his huge penis all the way out to
the head, then plunging it back up her with the slap of his loose
scrotum against her mound at the end of each stroke.

Kiyone screamed again with no thought of stopping, giving
herself up to him. She tried helping, pushing her butt up to
meet him as he plowed her ass, but she quickly gave it up and
allowed her face to be pressed to the dirt, wailing into the dark
earth.

He needed no help from her. When he wanted a shift in her
position, as when he wanted her butt up higher so he had a better
angle for the deepest penetration, he sank himself to the hilt up
her butt and moved each knee closer between her legs. When he
rose on his thighs, she rose with him, whimpering as she dangled,
impaled on his rigid cock.

Then he began again in earnest, flesh slapping on flesh as
he fucked her, and suddenly he was there, his balls drawing tight
and a spurt of hot white semen jetting far into her bowels from a
deep spasm within his groin. He grunted and moaned, his deep
pounding humps changed into short erratic pumps of his hips,
never withdrawing his cock from where it was all the way into her
ass, yet still trying to put more in.

Kiyone shrieked again as she felt hot fluid splash in her
ass, louder than ever, coming hard with both her anus and her
pussy pulsing wildly, each time she came seeming to be one of a
never ending series, only faith and trust saying that, wait, here
comes another one, don't hold back, let it go, SCREAM! Dretric's
thrusts at her back were hard, backed by the power of his strong
body, sliding Kiyone across the earth, smearing it on her breasts
and in her face. She couldn't taste the dirt in her mouth, nor
did she feel her nipples drag through the grit as Dretric
withdrew for one last long thrust.

It was water to a drowning man, life to the vibrant and
hopeful, release to the self-imprisoned.

Dretric pounded home with a force that slid her flat, his
body collapsing on hers with his cock still locked tight in her.

All things, especially those built on faith and trust,
must come to an end, and Kiyone stopped shuddering and quivering
beneath him, though her breath still caught every time he licked
sweat from her neck or lightly stroked her hair with one hand.
His chin dug into her shoulder, but she decided she liked that,
and was smiling tiredly as she dropped into a dreamless slumber.


****************


Normally, Dretric liked to drop off to sleep with the girl
in his arms right after sex, but he'd really worn himself out
with this she-beast and needed a drink. Fortunately, he'd shrunk
considerably in the post-coital glow, and he slid from her butt
easily, luckily not waking her up.

Standing on shaky legs was tricky, but at length he managed
to find what he hoped was a small towel and suspected to be one
of his best shirts and was able to clean himself up, wiping the
blood from his hand and neck and cleaning up all the other fluids
last.

A careful, silent search of his hut failed to find the jar
of water he usually kept in there, or the foil packet of
purification tabs he also kept. He suspected that they had been
knocked over in the earlier headlong rush to the bed, and soon
gave up. What the hell, he'd risk unpurified water, especially
after that.

The entire village was standing in a semicircle outside his
door when he stepped out, all looking at him expectantly.

Dretric blinked and stepped back in shock, throwing his
hand up to shield his face and keep it hidden from the firelight.

The big woman who'd tried to give Kiyone some clothes
earlier stepped forward.

"Well?!" exclaimed the village mama, looking at him
expectantly.

Dretric wasn't sure what to say. "Uh... I guess...." he
said hesitantly, wondering just what part of his wild ride with
the naked jungle girl he should tell them about. He rubbed his
sore hand nervously, and then he knew.

The crowd seemed to take a collective breath, hanging on
his every word.

"She's a nibbler," he admitted sheepishly.

The crowd roared approval.


Special thanks to:
JockoMegane for dragging me back into this mess and getting
me off my ass enough to work on this story again.
K'thardin for taking a quick look at an early draft, and
all his comments that kept me working on a fic I essentially
meant as a oneshot.
Everyone who emailed since I started this, especially the
people who have checked up on it in the two years its been since
I posted anything new, people like Roland Mullock and Negative Z.
Dave Menard, for the kind words and excellent fan art.
DB Sommer, for all the funny C&C, and for inspiring me to
write better by example.
And of course, my lovely, patient wife for, well,
nevermind.