Tribal Hunt Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Tribal Hunt Pt. 01

... red lines, stared at Naragasa again.

"I will avenge you, father."

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"Would you like some berries, Anarungu? You'll feel better, I'm sure." His good friend Tatar'Atu held out a handful of red berries.

"I can't stand these things." Anarungu twisted the bowstring tighter on his bow, checking its integrity.

"You've never even tasted one." Said the other guy next to him, sharpening his spear.

"And I'm not going to."

"That's because Naragasa found them." Tatar'Atu said and smiled. "You hate everything he does. He has helped the tribe a lot, you have to admit that."

"He is the curse of the tribe!" Anarungu broke his bow in rage." I'm sure he poisoned my father with these berries."

"We ate them and didn't die yet. The whole tribe eats them." Said the fourth in the company, a long-haired hunter with a large scar on his shoulder.

"I don't know how he did it yet, but I will get to the truth." Anarungu looked down at his bow with a sigh. "How will I go hunting now?"

"Are you already preparing for the Great Tribal Hunt?" Tatar'Atu smiled.

"I heard that the Elder will announce it in a few cycles!" The third spear-wielding friend, whose name was Lazy Peacock, looked at everyone excitedly.

"I'm unlikely to participate." Anarungu said quietly, but no one noticed.

"A new Tribe Chief will be elected through the Great Hunt. The last time it was held was 40 phases ago when Anaragwan became Chief, "Peacock said.

"What are the rules of the Hunt?" ...

... Tatar'Atu looked at him with interest.

"No one knows," the long-haired scarred man said, rubbing his shoulder. "But I think the name says it all. We'll have to hunt. The most important thing in the hunt is not to run into a lynx."

"I just lost my father. Let's not talk about this hunt and the election of a new chief, shall we? " Anarungu started to make a new bow.

"If you say so." All three of them said in unison, popping some more of the sweet red berries into their mouths.

Anarungu looked at the berries in a bag. Naragasa had discovered them somewhere in a remote part of the jungle a couple of phases ago. Since then, he had fed them to the entire tribe and often disappeared from the camp to bring more. For this, he was loved and honored. Even the chief himself, Anaragwan, liked berries, which saved the tribe from starvation on difficult days.

But Anarungu had never seen Naragasa himself eat the berries. Why?

"Have you seen how big Gindotola's breasts are already!?" Tatar'Atu's eyes widened.

"Chief's wife certainly has better ones," said Scar. The trio turned to Anarungu, but it was as if he didn't notice that they were talking about his mother.

"I often watch my father copulate with my Mom. I can't wait to try it myself with a woman," said Peacock.

"My father copulates with my mother three times a day. He believes it will increase the chance of conceiving a child."

"Three times is a lot. But I'm not seeing any results. It's been four phases since ...