Tribal Maiden - Sex Stories

Tribal Maiden

... the sweet fruit juice was given to her and she eagerly drank deeply of the intoxicating liquor that was starting to give her a bit of a buzz. The pounding beat of the drums started to affect her body and she could feel erotic excitement watching the young girls dance for the young men who were gathered near the entrance to the temple. The feeling of disconnectedness grew inside her as she watched each of the dancing girls being surrounded by four males. The girls were lifted aloft by three of the young men and the fourth ripped off the loin cloth of the girls. As one, all the men in front of the girls plunged their erect cocks into the girls in a co-ordinated movement to the beat of the drums. Each thrust of the males was to the beat that increased in speed. The girls moaned and panted and then thrashed in erotic climax as they were pleasured by the youths. The men swapped around and a new male took his turn at the young girls who eagerly encouraged a deeper and faster pace. The huddled groups thrust and groaned around the camp fire and she watched them. Amanda grew even more aroused as she watched the young maidens have climax after climax. The final huddle collapsed to the ground and the young women were guided to their huts by the older woman of the tribe to join the rest of the young girls who were not at the right stage to get pregnant. The drums slowed in their beat and then Amanda noticed a group of women start to surround her. She was surprised when they lifted her ...

... to her feet. Her brain said to do something, but her body would not obey her commands. Her mind was fogged by whatever was in that drink. She was guided into the temple's entrance. Torches lit the large interior cave which held an alter on one side and a larger than life male statue. It was naked and anatomically correct, almost human but not, slight differences in the look of the stone statue were enough to shout alien. It was handsome, athletic and could have been from any art gallery if hadn't been for the huge rampant cock. The statue was leaning back, slightly on a slant. A large shiny patch showed that many people over the centuries had lain on what she now realized was the Star Man. She was guided over to the figure, was disrobed and given more fruit juice. She had not strength to fend off the bowl of liquid and she was forced to swallow it all. The shaman of the tribe mumbled prayers in front of the statue as Amanda was prepared by the matrons of the tribe. Her body was oiled, her pubic bush was given extra attention and oiled fingers dipped into her pussy. The buzz in her head felt a lot like being totally stoned. Her legs could no longer hold her up as her head flopped back in languid pleasure. She could not speak, she could only make sounds, none of which could make them understand she didn't want this. She was lifted up and gently placed on the statue with her vagina positioned on the tip of the cock of the statue. Her legs were placed on the huge statue, which was ...