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Sanoon Sarem - Evolution
unillustrated Edition
(Stanley Stephens)

  Our interlude was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of another of the males, this time the leader type: old Scar Chest.  It was obvious what he had in mind as he threw down the two spears he was carrying and advanced with his prick held high.

  As the woman turned about to offer her rump to him, I scrambled to my feet and quickly got between them, presenting myself in her place.

  "C'mon," I said. "It's free. Free fuck, free fuck."

  He seemed to hesitate for a moment, during which time the female made a series of short sharp grunts, then he grabbed my hips in both his hands and tried to push me to the ground.

  "No you don't. buster," I said over my shoulder, whilst turning and dropping to the floor and lying on my back with my legs apart, giving him a great view of the target area.  "Let's try it this way for once shall we."

  I motioned him down with my hands. "Fuck me," I repeated. "Fuck, fuck, fuck me."

  



 At first he didn't seem to know what to do, but then fell to his knees between my legs and began to sniff me from my breasts down to my groin.  I hauled him down towards me. I wasn't expecting to be ravished, or even given any sort of preliminary warming up.  I'd seen his crew in action and they had been heavily into short and sweet in a big way and I doubted if Scar would turn out to be any different.  His erect prong, held at an exceedingly high angle now, brushed my pubic mound with its smooth underside, and his narrowed eyes tracked down my chest.  I lifted my bottom and his prick caught in my groin and quickly snuggled its way into me.  It was an admirably hefty prong, and I couldn't help wondering how it must have felt to be suspended erect all the time.  It seemed an odd variation I hadn't come across before.  He began to pump away, his prong slipping in and out of me too rapidly for my liking, but this particular coupling, I had to remind myself, wasn't for my enjoyment.

  He came with a grunt and a hot flow inside me I could feel.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to me, I even attempted to kiss him, but he was already done with me and broke free with a shrug and got to his feet, turned, and strolled casually back down to the edge of the pool without a backward glance.

  The woman was actually grinning at me.

  "That was fun," I said in answer to her grunting. "I think that calls for a swim."

  Together we ran down to the pool where we dived in and began to splash about like a couple of kids.  Later we lay baking on a flat rock while the hot sun dried us then dried us.