I exited the Queen's big and comfortable hut where I was first brought in by force. Now I was free and one of the women who brought me in earlier walked by my side not to guard me, but to catch my attention. I asked her a few things, looked here and there to try and get a sense of what the village was like. The Amazons were mostly hunters, but there were quite a few working on various crafts and tending to small fields.
"Am I the only man in the village?" I asked Lunda, my self-appointed guide. She was slightly shorter than me, in her early twenties, and had big, round, gravity-defying breasts which jumped about excitingly when we walked.
"Yes. Only about one in twenty children is born male," she said, "and most are very weak. A year ago the last man died, but thankfully we still have two baby boys who will help the tribe survive, and now you, of course." She grinned happily.
"If there are no men, do you have sex with each other for pleasure then?"
Lunda grinned and nodded vigorously. "Oh, yes! We also play with ourselves. Carah the craftswoman makes such wonderful cocks out of elephant tusks. I have three." She confesses. "It can be so much fun, but the older women who knew men say there is nothing like feeling a real cock shoot cum inside of you."
"So you want me to fuck you and cum in your pussy, Lunda?" I asked, grinning.
"Yes!" She jumped in excitement, her big black milkjugs bouncing and making me hard once again. "Will you, ? My hut is right there. I'll make you enjoy it too," she promised grabbing onto my arm and pulling it between her breasts. |