[Another prologue tester / teaser opener with similar intentions to “Unexpected Falling Out”, with the reason for opening a second one to give me the option to switch between writing the two and not falling into the boredom / writer block trap of the series and refreshing my mind.]
It was another humid rainy day deep in the middle of the Amazon Rainforests of Brazil. He was right then in the middle of being part of a unique tribal expedition together with his team on day two of their journey. It was most fortunate, that he and his team were on standby that fateful day he recalled. Thinking to himself he and his team were extremely lucky, even as they rested for the night under makeshift tents made in the middle of the rain. They were all just resting in the lounge area at the Institute of Tribal Studies when the call came that day.
The call was from their local branch in Brazil that had just informed them of the potential discovery of an unknown and possibly forgotten tribe! Apparently a local Brazilian explorer was charting the area when he stumbled across it, coming back after to inform the local branch of it.
The chance that a tribe lost to time and now discovered once more was too good to pass up. Not to mention with the clock ticking as well as others might be informed of it sooner or later. Thus the top heads of the institute had instructed for his team to head out on the next flight to Brazil.
So 24 hours later, there they were in Brazil riding boats down the long winding river of the Amazon. They had gone deep in until they got to the drop off point where they were dropped off, from there they had to hike following the explorer who first found it for over 5 hours before they finally saw it. It was a sight to behold for them as it truly was a lost tribe as they saw an entire village there infront of them.
With unique tribal markings and other whatnot they had not seen before in any studies or research journals. Thankfully though the explorer when first discovering the village took the time to figure out their language. He had informed them on the boat ride over that their language was a sub-derived variation of another major tribes language. So after tweaking the syllabus and words a bit he had managed to figure out the right dialects and pronunciations to understand them. Though slight mistakes might be made here and there as it is still clearly a new language even if sub-derived.
So how was it that just 24 hours after they had arrived at the village, did he and his team members found themselves under makeshift tents made out of the many huge leaves around? They had learned how to set them up from the few tribe members that had accompanied them along. These members were on their annual unique tribal hunting expedition to a part of the forest distant from their village. It was this hunting expedition such a rare once a year opportunity the team found they couldn’t pass up on.
So here he was with the two other male members of his four person expedition team accompanying these tribal members. Where that last team member and the only female team member was his dear and darling wife. So there he laid inside of his sleeping bag trying to sleep under the makeshift leaf roof with small water drops making it through here and there. He was thinking and wondering how lucky he and his team was for this golden life chance!
Still as he looked out into the darkness of the forest from where he lay, he still felt cold given the non stop constant raining. Thinking back to his wife that had stayed behind in the village to start the study first together with the interpreter that had stayed as well. As he couldn’t just leave his wife alone in the middle of a total unknown tribe, so he had the interpreter stay behind just in case.
With the rain still continuing to pour on, he started to find himself becoming aroused, as he kept thinking of his wife and her beautiful exotic east asian face and slim body. Turning over a bit to see that the other two members were facing away from him in their bags, he then slowly and quietly as possible unzipped the bag until the lower half of his body was exposed. As he moved to get himself out of his pants and started to touch himself as he masturbated to his wife. Making sure that its pointed out so as to not stain inside his sleeping bag.
As he kept going he mumbled so softly that only he could hear, not that the sound of the rain wouldn’t have hidden his mumbling.
“I hope she is fine.” As he continued to masturbate.
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Yet at the same time where he was miles away from the village on the expedition. It was raining just as heavily in the village, but with the proper dwellings they had made it wasnt as cold for them. Not with how the villagers themselves were keeping warm in their homes with a roof & four walls to keep the wind out.
Even if the walls were made of wood from the forest & the roofs made out of leaves as well layered over one another, it still provided shelter and kept the rain out. Though not the same came be said of…it being able to muffle the sounds made within the dwellings as well. Where for the pass few hours already since nightfall, the loud moans of a woman together with the strong powerful urgent grunts of a man were heard. Yet somehow those grunts seemed…boyish for some reason and the mixture of this music of sexual intercourse could be heard clearly emanating from the home of the tribal chieftains son.
While at the same time in the home of the tribal chieftain, the chief and the interpreter were just sitting there in the dark drinking some of their tribes local made alcohol not saying a word. That was soon broken by the chief who spoke up first even as the both of them continued to listen on to those sounds.
*”Im extremely pleased the foreign beauty has accepted my son and of his wishes. It pleases this old man greatly to know his son has now become a true man of the tribe. He has not decided on a bride for many years even when i pestered him, until those foreigners you had brought along showed up.”* saying that in his tribal language as he brought the cup up to his lips again and took another sip.
*”Now…my son has a bride and the tribe has a future chieftess. Though… I am surprised she was so accepting of my son when i saw her give positive responses to our courting & mating rituals. Was she not the wife of one of the foreign men?”* The chieftain quizzed the interpreter.
*”Not to worry great sir, I had made sure to* **clearly** *and* **accurately** *inform her of the rituals and the related responses so she could make her own decision when your son moved to claim her for his and the tribes.”* saying that even as his own cock was straining hard in his pants listening to the sounds that gorgeous asian wife were making echo around the village.
*”Then there is no issue then, Im just waiting for the great news of hearing I will have another grandson and for the future opportunity as well for her to bear my offsprings as well.”* as the chieftain took another sip once more as his own manhood was hard under the loincloth he wore.
*”Not to worry great sir, she is yet young. She will have many more years ahead of her and carry strong warriors and men for your tribe to come.”* saying that before silence returned again as they both focused on listening to a woman’s cries of sexual pleasure and of the boyish sounding voices grunts of relief.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/b3uo8v/the_tribe_cuckold_cheating_con_noncon_mf_anal