Finally I accepted my colleague’s invitation to visit his home. He hails from a remote village, and belongs to one of the extinct races with unique traditional customs and culture. I was always intrigued to visit his homeland every time he used to tell vivid stories during our coffee breaks. After long thoughts, coupled couple of leaves with some long holidays and decided to join him for an expedition to his native.
After the long and tiring journey, we finally reached his village. The view was stunning! Alluring natural beauty with greeneries, lakes and mountains. He had a very beautiful home, in the middle of a farm. His parents and the younger sister stayed there. We had a very warm welcome and the house was very cozy. Everyone in the house came out to welcome us. He was very handsome, but after seeing his family I understood that he hasn’t inherited even half of their flavor. His sister was very pretty and was in her early twenties. I almost slipped a step when I entered the house, as my eyes were already locked on her!
We both were taken to the drawing room and his father seated us in two big leather chairs. Suddenly his mom came with water in a basin and started washing my feet. I tried to stop her, but they said it is a custom and insisted that I should just sit back and let them do their thing. We then exchanged light talks about me, our workplace and the journey etc. After a while his sister came with two glasses and gave us some drink. It was warm and he said it is made from nectar and some flowers. It was sweet and tasted nice. As I started to sip, his sister suddenly stood on her knee before me. As I looked at her bewildered and confused, she came closer to between my legs and her hands went straight to my jeans button. I made an alarmed cry, and my friend started laughing. Then he stopped, as he understood I was really confused and scared. He explained me that this is another custom and she must do it. With popped eyes, I stared at her. She unbuttoned my jeans with a playful smile and starting pulling down the zipper. The drink I was having got stuck on my throat and I couldn’t even open my mouth to say anything. Within a few seconds, she released my manhood out of all the dress. I felt like darkness rolling into my eyes. She wiped me clean with a wet towel and her fingers were on it already. I gulped the portion on my throat and asked my friend what is going on… in a shivering tone. Hardly any sound came out of me. He understood the question and said that according to their custom when someone visits their home for the first time, a woman in the house is supposed to welcome the visitor like this! I was really embarrassed when I had to go through this in front of everyone. But the touch of her soft fingers started drawing a blood gush to there. Within a few seconds, it sprung up and inflated like a balloon in her tender palm.
She was wearing a one-piece cloth, which went round her waist to knees, and the other end was pulled across her chest diagonally. She had very fair skin, which had the color of wheat. As she lifted her hands to entertain me, I could see her armpit and most of her voluptuous bosom. She had the best bust I could ever imagine! She had very small and light golden hair in her armpit. On closer look, I found that she has very small soft hair all over her. She was as natural as a woman could ever be. After fondling my phallus for a few minutes, she kissed it very carefully. The next thing I remember is the wetness and warmth of her mouth. She took it all the way in, pausing for small breaks. The soft inner walls of her mouth had a velvety touch. She tightened her lips every time she moved backward, drawing more and more blood to there. I felt tickled when her slippery tongue slid past the bottom of my organ, pressing against the vain.
The excitement and arousal was driving me crazy. I had never felt that before. I was dying to hold her, touch her beautiful hair, the soft chin, her perfect shoulder and the marvelous chest. I didn’t know whether it was right to touch her, but before her parents and my friend, I could never do that! Her parents came forward and touched our forehead and said something in the native language, which appeared as some blessing. Then they left the room. My friend came to me, and whispered in my ear… enjoy! He winked at her and left us alone. As they left, she bit me lightly, with most of it still inside her mouth. She gave a naughty smile and tightened her lips further on me. The next instant I held her head in my hands and pushed her forward, till her lips hit against me. I was fully in and she almost choked for a moment. She gave a pinch on my inner thigh and started moving her head to all directions.
She released me for a while and started teasing me with her tongue and nibbling all over my groin. She then started to carve me with her teeth. I couldn’t control the ecstasy and my hands ran straight to her chest. As I cupped her with my long fingers, she let out a brief sigh of pleasure. As I caressed them, her lips were back on me, this time with increased vigor. Her lips reflected the pressure I applied on her. We could easily find a rhythm and it gradually started to increase. Her warm saliva was all over me and I was nearing to explode. I tried to push her away as it came closer and closer, but she tightened her lips further and went faster instead. I fastened my fingers on her… and exploded into her, with a sigh! She didn’t unwrap her lips, till she was sure that not a drop of the nectar is left. She released me, gave a quick kiss on my lips and ran away shyly. I could taste myself on my lips!
To be continued…
After the long and tiring journey, we finally reached his village. The view was stunning! Alluring natural beauty with greeneries, lakes and mountains. He had a very beautiful home, in the middle of a farm. His parents and the younger sister stayed there. We had a very warm welcome and the house was very cozy. Everyone in the house came out to welcome us. He was very handsome, but after seeing his family I understood that he hasn’t inherited even half of their flavor. His sister was very pretty and was in her early twenties. I almost slipped a step when I entered the house, as my eyes were already locked on her!
We both were taken to the drawing room and his father seated us in two big leather chairs. Suddenly his mom came with water in a basin and started washing my feet. I tried to stop her, but they said it is a custom and insisted that I should just sit back and let them do their thing. We then exchanged light talks about me, our workplace and the journey etc. After a while his sister came with two glasses and gave us some drink. It was warm and he said it is made from nectar and some flowers. It was sweet and tasted nice. As I started to sip, his sister suddenly stood on her knee before me. As I looked at her bewildered and confused, she came closer to between my legs and her hands went straight to my jeans button. I made an alarmed cry, and my friend started laughing. Then he stopped, as he understood I was really confused and scared. He explained me that this is another custom and she must do it. With popped eyes, I stared at her. She unbuttoned my jeans with a playful smile and starting pulling down the zipper. The drink I was having got stuck on my throat and I couldn’t even open my mouth to say anything. Within a few seconds, she released my manhood out of all the dress. I felt like darkness rolling into my eyes. She wiped me clean with a wet towel and her fingers were on it already. I gulped the portion on my throat and asked my friend what is going on… in a shivering tone. Hardly any sound came out of me. He understood the question and said that according to their custom when someone visits their home for the first time, a woman in the house is supposed to welcome the visitor like this! I was really embarrassed when I had to go through this in front of everyone. But the touch of her soft fingers started drawing a blood gush to there. Within a few seconds, it sprung up and inflated like a balloon in her tender palm.
She was wearing a one-piece cloth, which went round her waist to knees, and the other end was pulled across her chest diagonally. She had very fair skin, which had the color of wheat. As she lifted her hands to entertain me, I could see her armpit and most of her voluptuous bosom. She had the best bust I could ever imagine! She had very small and light golden hair in her armpit. On closer look, I found that she has very small soft hair all over her. She was as natural as a woman could ever be. After fondling my phallus for a few minutes, she kissed it very carefully. The next thing I remember is the wetness and warmth of her mouth. She took it all the way in, pausing for small breaks. The soft inner walls of her mouth had a velvety touch. She tightened her lips every time she moved backward, drawing more and more blood to there. I felt tickled when her slippery tongue slid past the bottom of my organ, pressing against the vain.
The excitement and arousal was driving me crazy. I had never felt that before. I was dying to hold her, touch her beautiful hair, the soft chin, her perfect shoulder and the marvelous chest. I didn’t know whether it was right to touch her, but before her parents and my friend, I could never do that! Her parents came forward and touched our forehead and said something in the native language, which appeared as some blessing. Then they left the room. My friend came to me, and whispered in my ear… enjoy! He winked at her and left us alone. As they left, she bit me lightly, with most of it still inside her mouth. She gave a naughty smile and tightened her lips further on me. The next instant I held her head in my hands and pushed her forward, till her lips hit against me. I was fully in and she almost choked for a moment. She gave a pinch on my inner thigh and started moving her head to all directions.
She released me for a while and started teasing me with her tongue and nibbling all over my groin. She then started to carve me with her teeth. I couldn’t control the ecstasy and my hands ran straight to her chest. As I cupped her with my long fingers, she let out a brief sigh of pleasure. As I caressed them, her lips were back on me, this time with increased vigor. Her lips reflected the pressure I applied on her. We could easily find a rhythm and it gradually started to increase. Her warm saliva was all over me and I was nearing to explode. I tried to push her away as it came closer and closer, but she tightened her lips further and went faster instead. I fastened my fingers on her… and exploded into her, with a sigh! She didn’t unwrap her lips, till she was sure that not a drop of the nectar is left. She released me, gave a quick kiss on my lips and ran away shyly. I could taste myself on my lips!
To be continued…
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wow splendid! when is the next part coming ;-)
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