Kelly's Quickies 50 - Volumes 01 to 50 (eBook)

Kelly Addams (Autor)

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2018 | 1. Auflage
884 Seiten
PMO Publishing (Verlag)
9780000076601 (ISBN)

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** SAVE ** 50 Short Erotic Stories. The first 50 Kelly's Quickies in one bumper edition, so naughty and kinky, you will find sexy stimulation as you read about submissives and sluts, good girls gone very bad, cuckolds and cheaters, pregnant housewives, innocent African girls, strippers, hookers and just about everything in between. Get a copy now... there's something for everyone! 18+ Adults Only

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Chapter 2

Beside the Mara River, Western Kenya

Twilight is short near the equator, daylight to darkness in less than half an hour... and they only just managed to get the tents erected before night caught them. Job had built a fire quickly because neither man ever forgot that they were far from the comparative safety of Nairobi or Nakuru or Narok, in those places the predators stalked the night on two legs. Out in the bush the danger came on four, ever hungry, always shy, but still opportunists who became bold after sundown. The fire was a statement of sorts... a declaration, beware, do not come closer! And it worked, although on many nights they had witnessed the glow of firelight reflected from unblinking eyes.

“Jackal.” Job assured, Duncan wasn't so sure, more probably hyena or lions, the eyes were too far from the ground to be the diminutive fox-like skulkers.

As he had driven across to the river bed he had scanned the terrain for signs, stopping frequently to investigate what looked like old camp sites, and reluctantly admitting that most had probably been left my Masai herdsmen.

He had reached the Mara river sooner than expected, but turned away before selecting his camp site. Years of experience told him that a river side camp may have sounded romantic, but he wasn't out there specifically for romance (although he remained hopeful), and camping close to the river would open himself and Job to greater perils, namely the giant river horses, the hippopotamus. Fearsome creatures avoided by all with sense, possessing a foul temper and massive jaws powerful enough to bite a man clean in half just for the fun of it. The hippo's would leave the water during the cool of night to graze... and Duncan knew well enough to camp far from possible confrontation.

They had pitched their tents in what appeared to be a natural hollow surrounded by jagged rocks and flat topped thorny acacia trees, near the centre he had discovered a quite recently abandoned cooking fire, the red earth charred black within a circle of stones.

“It could be them!” He turned a charred bone in the ashes.

Job shook his head. “Herdsmen.” he declared with an air of confidence, but declined to elaborate choosing to change the subject onto more pressing camp matters.

Duncan let it drop, sometimes you had to take things on face value rather than constantly demand justification... and it really didn't matter that much, if the fire had been lit by his tribe... they were long gone now!

***

The sounds of the African bush soothed, and Duncan relaxed. Job had prepared an infusion, something that he did most nights. He guarded the recipe jealously refusing to even hint at the composition, which saddened his boss, the slightly bitter tasting concoction eased away the stresses and worries of life wonderfully, and after a mug Duncan would take himself to his tent or find that he had slept sitting by the fire. But is wasn't just the sedative qualities that he enjoyed most... he always found that after taking Job's brew his dreams of her were more vivid and in a strange way... real.

He felt her skin under his fingers more clearly, he heard her husky African accent as she soothed him in a strange dialect mixed with words in English and Swahili, her voice so clear and close. But what he loved most about the infusion... it made sex with her more than virtual or imaginary, he felt her, smelt her, tasted her... it gave him hope that one day he would actually experience her for himself.

As usual he waited for it to cool, it wasn't a drink to sip and savour... more like a tonic to down in a couple of gulps, and he took a rare nip of whisky while he waited.

“Is that the glow of a fire in the distance?” he strained his eyes as he peered into the darkness, a flickering had drawn his attention, like fire light reflected from a canopy of branches.

Job nodded, “Tourists.” he replied dismissively.

Duncan felt his hope die, maybe he had been wrong, just as the wildebeest followed a set route... so did the commercial safari outfits, Toyotas and Land-rovers criss-crossed the savannah daily, his tribe would be far away... they would never allow themselves to get so close, they chose to avoid. They weren't some undiscovered South American tribe living in isolation in the heart of the Amazon jungle just waiting for an explorer to bring them into the modern world... these were a people well aware of modernism, and determined to remain distant.

I got it completely wrong he admitted as he swallowed the final mouthful of the infusion, and maybe my dreams are as close as I will ever really get to her!

***

As always, she came in the dead of night, stealthy and lithe like a leopardess, a creature of fantasy and dream. Duncan opened his eyes and found her looking down on him.

“My princess!” he whispered and reached up to take her hand. He saw her smile, her full African lips parting to reveal perfect white teeth that shone in the firelight. “You get more beautiful every night.”

“Asante,” she thanked him and pulled her hand away to tug at the rawhide lace that clinched the skirt around her waist. “Thank you Mr Duncan.”

Mr Duncan he thought, it was his dream yet he still couldn't get her to drop the formality, and considering what was about to happen, formality should have died weeks or months before.

The cot creaked as she straddled him, and considering it was his dream he wondered why she had recently started to begin their love making by first easing her pussy down onto his face, it wasn't something that he had ever fantasised over, but he still loved to hear her groaning softly as he explored her secret passage with his tongue. She was natural, obviously the disposable razor didn't exist in her world and her pussy and pits were dotted with hard course peppercorns of tight hair. Duncan loved the sensation of them on his skin, and he loved the flavour of her, she tasted almost earthy, not sour and unwashed or dirty, just the savour of a healthy young woman who bathes regularly but without the luxury of scented soaps.

Gently he sucked her clitoris, and teased it with the tip of his tongue as it slowly swelled and crept out from under its sheath. He heard her moan louder and felt her shuffle, he knew what was coming next and smiled as she escaped his tongue to shuffle down the cot.

He was hard, as usual and he watched her eyes close as she lowered herself down onto his cock... she was amazing, always so ready for him, so wet, and not just because of his oral attentions. Often he met women in the waking world with dry and disinterested pussies, so many times he tried repeatedly to enter, the friction and resistance unflattering. But with his dream princess, her pussy was always dripping and eager, she lowered herself and he felt her warmth as he slipped so easily inside her, not that she was loose, far from it... she was just so naturally lubricated that he felt that his cock had been made specifically to fit only inside her.

“I love you!” he whispered as she rocked back and forth.

“I know you do.” she replied in Swahili. Always the same reply, but never any response.

Did she care for him?

Did she just visit him for sex?

Was she married?

He didn't know the answers, and didn't want to ask the questions. She was a dream, he didn't want to tempt providence by trying to make sense of it... it wasn't real, she wasn't there, he should stop trying to rationalise and simply enjoy the sensations.

“You have amazing nipples.” he reached up and took a juicy dark berry between his thumb and finger, it was hard and the size of a ripe blackberry, he knew she liked him to tease them, the way her eyes closed and her breathing became shallow and rapid spoke to him... he wanted to give her pleasure, it was one of the delights of dream sex, she was so responsive that every small thing that he did registered.

He rose to thrust deeper, she groaned instantly and gripped his shaft with strong vaginal muscles.

He twisted her sensitive nipples, she would gasp and throw back her head as though close to climax.

He would pull her gently forward as she rode him, she never resisted, her mouth seeking his with an eagerness that made his cock strain even harder.

She was perfect, his ideal...

But then he would wake, both satisfied and frustrated at the same time... and he would be forced sadly to accept that...

Perfect or not... she was actually nothing more than a wonderful dream!

“I wish that I could make you pregnant.” he whispered as he clutched her to him tightly as the last of his cum drained into her tight pussy.

“Would you really like that?” She lifted herself onto her elbows and studied his face, her eyes intense.

“There is nothing I would like more.” he answered honestly and saw the smallest of smiles form on her lips.

“Then maybe it will happen.” she nodded. “Now Mr Duncan, you should sleep... tomorrow will be a big day for you... I promise you that.”

***

And as Duncan closed his eyes within a dream, his princess knotted the skirt at her side and picked up her spear and shield.

A moment later she stepped from the tent and faced Job.

“You need to move before first light,” he began, “He is not stupid, he saw your fire earlier, and I think he still suspects that this is a tribal camping site... he is close to discovery, and my medicine will only convince him that he dreams for so long! You run a huge risk every night when you come here to lay down with him!”

The nameless African woman smiled and rested her hand gently on Job’s shoulder.

“Job, my brother,...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 26.5.2018
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-13: 9780000076601 / 9780000076601