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There was a muttering in the crowd, and several other wildling men stepped up to whisper in their leader's ear. There was a lot of nodding, then the leader spoke again.
“If she is yours, then she will allow you to mate with her. She will take your rod in her flower. Show us.”
Sarah looked up at him, her eyes widening. “They want us to have sex in front of them.”
“They do.” William was not certain as to what their next move should be. There was no doubt that he could fight his way out of the wildling tribe, along with Sarah, but that would come with consequences. Not only would he have to harm the people of the wilds, but he and Sarah would also have to abandon their home. It would be impossible to live in peace with a hostile tribe nearby.
“Well, then.” Sarah arched a playful brow and reached down to squeeze his cock through his pants.
He was surprised at her eagerness, but he quickly realized that he shouldn't be. Sarah had never been shy. She had never been concerned about nudity, or bashful about sex. She seemed to feel no shame. Shame was too civilized a notion for a woman so wild she intimidated a tribe.
Even as her hand massaged his cock into life, he couldn't help thinking how fascinating the whole experience was. Obviously, this tribe soothed its social ills through sexual intercourse. He would have to make copious notes on their customs later. For the moment, there was but one thing to do: make love to his lustful mate who was already drawing down his pants.
William bared his body as Sarah shed her clothing, standing proudly naked in the fire glow. There was a hush of admiration as her figure was revealed, curvaceous and strong. Her breasts stood proudly as she thrust her shoulders back, her nipples erect with excitement.
There could be no doubt that she was enjoying the moment, the exhibitionism of it all. She displayed herself as proudly as any mating bird might, and when he kissed her she returned it passionately, her tongue entwining with his as he gripped her cheeks, pulled her hard against his body and spread them so her pussy and bottom were displayed to the eager eyes surrounding them.
The wild villagers had relaxed and began to group up again, caressing one another as they watched William and Sarah entwine themselves in passionate embrace and the last remnants of William's clothing fall away.
Another sound of admiration rose from the watching wild ones. They seemed very appreciative of his physique displayed as it was in all its erect glory. Sarah slid down his body and took his cock in her mouth without being bidden. She wrapped her lips around the flared head and played the tip of her tongue across the underside. Watching her, William felt a surge of pride that was perhaps out of place. After all, they were putting on a sexual show for a tribe of complete strangers. It should have been an awkward, nerve-wracking encounter. Instead, he was enjoying it as much as Sarah was. She gazed up at him, her mouth full of his hardness, her eyes full of lustful need as she worked her lips and tongue around his swelling member.
He could barely contain himself; the tingling in his balls was growing by the second and he knew he would spill his seed down her throat if he did not stop.
“Mmmm,” he said, running his fingers through her hair. “Let me taste you now.”
He laid her down on the shed clothing, spread her thighs and exposed her beautiful, perfect slit. Her lips were puffy with arousal, her juices coating her inner thighs. Her arousal bore with it a tantalizing scent which drew him in. Lowering his head, he licked her lips softly. Sarah moaned and squirmed, lifting her hips so his tongue dove deeper. Her taste was exquisite and intoxicating, so much that he felt his cock as hard as diamond, throbbing between his thighs.
Running his hands under her bottom and down under her legs, he sat up on his knees. The head of his cock pointed toward her wet opening. Her soft pink dew-covered lips were engorged, parting naturally in preparation for the coming intrusion. Holding her hips, he drew her toward his cock, sliding her hot little ass up over his thighs until the head of his cock brushed her pussy. That brief soft, wet touch sent him over the edge. There was no holding back anymore, but he still maintained control as he slid into the woman who was his lover, his mate, his life.
There was a cheer from the wild ones as he penetrated her pussy, her bare wet lips spreading around his cock, gleaming with the glow of the fire. He sank inside her slowly, enjoying the way her walls gripped him. Her juices were flowing in rivulets over the length of his cock as he moved her back and forth along the length of his shaft. It was a slow fucking, more romantic and gentle than the traditional copulation of the wild ones, but it was just as effective at making his mate moan and shiver.
