Chapter 29: Encounter at the Lake (+18)
I kept fucking Manaia’s ass with my dick until I felt the hot surge of my cum. My sperm filled her completely, and my body collapsed onto hers, exhausted and satisfied. After a few seconds, I moved to the side, watching her. Her face was relaxed, her eyes slightly half-open and glazed, her mouth a little slack, letting a thin strand of drool slide down her cheek. She had an expression of absolute arousal, but her eyes slowly closed due to the exhaustion of so much pleasure.
I carefully lifted her, carrying her in my arms like a princess. I walked towards the lake’s edge, gently placing her in the fresh water. Despite their ancient traditions, this tribe was very clean; they bathed almost daily using water from this river, which had a small waterfall. For washing, they used a powder extracted from plants. That’s what they had used to clean my body from all the wounds I had received, and when I saw it, Manaia gave me a full bag.
Using that powder, I rubbed Manaia’s entire body, being careful not to hurt her sensitive parts. As I enjoyed the sensation of caressing Manaia’s naked and beautiful body, my instincts told me someone was nearby, watching us.
"Damn it, I’ve relied too much on [Hero’s Vision] and now I feel like I’m blind."
I started searching along the lake’s edge and caught sight of a figure moving among the trees. If I wasn’t mistaken, it was the blacksmith woman, I think her name was Tala or something similar. Why is she hiding? She hasn’t done anything wrong, I thought as I reached the shore.
I gently laid Manaia’s naked body on the grass; she remained unconscious, her breathing soft and even. I carefully dried her and laid her on her clothes.
I remained naked beside her when a female voice echoed nearby. "You guys are pretty loud, you know?"
I turned, surprised. Tala was there, leaning against a tree, with a playful smile on her lips. I didn’t cover myself; on the contrary, I straightened up, proudly showing my dick. "Did you hear us?"
"Every moan you made our honorable matriarch let out..." Tala smiled seductively as she approached us. She stood in front of me; since I was sitting on the grass, her leather skirt reached right up to my face.
Tala kept coming closer and lifted her skirt shamelessly, revealing her dark, hairy, and wet pussy that was just inches from my mouth. I could smell a fresh, floral scent; she had just been bathing a few moments ago, which explained why she was here and how delicious her cunt smelled.
I stared at Tala. She was an imposing woman. Her long, black hair was gathered in a thick braid that fell down her back. Her muscles were defined, even more so than Zyra’s, with visible strength in every line of her body. I had never been bothered by defined and muscular physiques; in fact, hers was fascinating. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her legs, feeling the impressive hardness beneath her soft skin. She was even taller than I was; her large, firm muscles still retained an undeniable femininity, she had curves where they should be.
Taking advantage of the position, I buried my face between her legs, embracing her hips and gripping her firm butt cheeks with my fully extended hands, which looked tiny next to those large chunks of flesh. Tala held my head with her hands, clinging to my hair as if she wanted to shove my head inside her pussy.