I let the arrow fly from my bow with expert precision, just like always. The deer didn’t even know what hit her, she just collapsed to the forest floor.
“Ah! No!” A groan of disappointment came from the other side of the clearing, and before I could register the sound, my reflexes had pulled and arrow out of the quiver, strung it, and pointed it in the direction of the voice. The man stood up slowly, his palms out to show he was no threat. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you!”
I chuckled, standing, and putting my weapon away. “What are you doing out here?” I looked him up and down. He looked like he was dressed for a ceremony, not a hunting trip. And his people kept livestock, rarely venturing into the woods at all.
He kicked the dirt a bit, embarrassed. “It was going to be a gift for your father. I was coming to see him. I just got elected leader of my people last night. I wanted to bring a gesture of friendship.”
I smiled at his bashfulness. Poor boy. “You can say you got it.” I offered.
“No,” he shook his head, “I can’t start out with dishonesty.”
I nodded in approval and turned to retrieve my arrow. “Well congratulations. I’m glad your people chose you. It was the right choice. I’ve noticed that you are well regarded among them.”
“Yes, I’ve noticed you noticing.” He chuckled nervously.
Well that was forward of him, I thought. I stood up and looked him in the eye.
“Why have you never said anything?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even. He certainly was a specimen; he was yellow-haired, blue-eyed, and well built. It was true that I had noticed more than just his leadership skills, but I had to be careful about things like this. It wasn’t exactly forbidden, but it certainly wasn’t customary for our people to mix. I tried to imagine what he was seeing. My red hair was cropped shorter than the women in his tribe kept there’s, and my eyes were the green of my people. I, too, was well built, tall, with muscular legs, a slim waist, and perky breasts. The traditionally men’s clothing I was wearing for my hunt certainly didn’t do my figure any favours, but I saw the flash of desire in his eyes.
“I didn’t know if it was…appropriate…to notice you.” He admitted.
I took a step toward him. “Why not?”
“You are…well…I never see you noticing anyone.” He stumbled.
“In my tribe, we women are free to notice who we please.” I explained, knowing it wasn’t the same in his. “Not that anyone would deny the daughter of the Chief.”
This seemed to embolden him. He took a step toward me, now. We were almost touching, and I could feel the heat of his body in the cool shade of the clearing. My heart was beating fast and my nether region was tingling. I wanted to glance down at his pants but I dared not be the one to break the stare.
“I certainly wouldn’t deny her.” He almost whispered.
Suddenly, his mouth was on mine. I grabbed his biceps in surprise as his hand pulled my hips close to his, betraying the bulge in his pants. A few deep kisses later and our arms were wrapped around one another, feeling for the ties on each others clothes. They dropped to the leaf litter below and we stood, skin against skin, kissing, our hands exploring the novel bodies before us. His hands massaged my breasts tenderly, and he gasped when I started stroking his hard member.
He pushed me gently back, steering me so my back met the rough bark of a nearby tree. He dropped to his knees and lifted one of my legs over his shoulder. I hung on to some branches above me as his finger traced a path from my navel to my mound and into my wet slit. He massaged my clit for a moment before venturing further, sliding his finger into my hole. I breathed deeply with pleasure as he introduced another finger, then one more, then gently licked and sucked my clit.
He pleasured me until my leg was shaking. He withdrew and stood, kissing me deeply against the tree. I pushed him back and kissed my way down his chest, stomach, and across his hard cock. I slipped my mouth over his head, feeling the pleasant girth in my mouth. I grabbed his taut buttocks for purchase so I could pleasure him properly, and he let out a moan of delight as the tip hit the back of my throat.
After a few minutes, he breathed for me to stop. I obliged, and he sank to me on the ground. We kissed as he pulled me toward him, and I straddled his lap. It took no guidance for his big cock to find my wet pussy, and I slid down onto him with a sigh of satisfaction. He filled me up and hit all the right places. He kissed my neck and I leaned back so he could suck my nipples. Our bodies moved together as if they were meant to. I could feel the wave building in me, so I stopped and slid off him.
He looked confused and disappointed, but sucked in his breath when I gently guided him to his back and straddled him again, properly this time. I slid up and down on him, reveling in the feel of his cock inside me. It gave me a certain satisfaction to have him laying there, eyes wide, as I fucked him. The wave broke and rolled over me, and I slid all the way down onto him, moving my hips in time with my orgasm, getting the most out of it.
But as I started to recover, I realized that he hadn’t emptied his seed.
“Let me show you,” he growled in desire, “how we pleasure our women, now.”
With some pent up power that wasn’t there before, he rolled me off him and somehow positioned me on all fours, like an animal. This was a bit demeaming, but it quickened my pulse when, without hesitation, he grabbed my hips and thrust himself into me, all gentleness gone. I moaned as he thrust again and again, my cheek against the cool leaves and dirt. I reached back to massage my clit, feeling my orgasm building again. He ground his cock into me as far as it would go as my pussy started to spasm over and over. I let out a cry of pleasure feeling the waves tighten around his cock.
But again, he held back.
Before I had a chance to process, I felt his cock at the entrance of my behind. I wimpered in protest at first as he started sliding in, but the feeling of my ass stretching and filling was such a surprising pleasure, I gave up and let it happen. I moaned as he slid smoothly in and out, with even, purposeful strokes. I reached back to slide some fingers into my own pussy and felt another orgasm building.
Helpless, I let it roll over me, spasming my pussy and asshole. This time he joined me, and I could feel his cock pulsing as he buried it deep into my stretched hole. We both let out cries that I was sure both our camps could hear.
He finally rolled onto his back and I collapsed onto my stomach, enjoying the feeling of his juices leaking from my ass. He got up to gathered our clothes and I smiled, seeing the deer still laying where it had fallen.
“Well,” I started redressing, “at least your hunting trip wasn’t a total waste.”
He glanced over, his shirtless body glistening with sweat. “If the heir would like, I could show her more of my people’s customs.” He smirked mischievously.
I bit my lip in anticipation of the prospect. “The heir would very much like that.”
And with that agreement, we picked up the deer and started carting off to my people, getting ourselves together before we faced my father.
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