Shortly after - Wonderful reunion (back to David’s perspective)

Akua’s slender frame sits proudly on the other side of the campfire, now joined by a clearly embarrassed Deedra, and Able Master. Her posture is perfect as both shoulders are held upright, frame facing forward, spear laying behind her. If you had only read more comics instead of watching so much porn, you would see the clear parallels between her appearance and that of the female warriors in a certain panther movie.

In contrast to the proud tribal hunter, you sit hunched over on a stump, without pants, with your flaccid appendage laying against your leg. Deedra has put back on her toga and sits in-between your legs on the ground. Your cock hangs close to her face like a drying, dead snake. You look like some sort of starved, naked war lord with a **** in front of you (and a massive dong). Able Master is off to your left, Akua’s right.

The four of you try to begin talking in an attempt to explain exactly what is going on.

“So… David, is it?” Akua questions in a thick accent.

You nod, and hip thrust gently enough to touch your stinky cock to the side of Deedra’s face, much to her annoyance. She gives you a “fuck off, not now” look.

“You are some sort of… blue job god?”

You nod again, and start to close your legs, forcing Deedra to move her face closer to your flaccid dick. She starts to regret her seat location.

Able Master corrects her.

“It’s called a blow- job. Blow. Job. The fact that you don’t know this is probably going to just make him more turned on. And he’s not really a god, but you know what? Whatever, that appears to be the direction we are headed.”

A thin black eyebrow arches up in confusion.

“Blow-job. And you… use your mouth to… give this man’s penis a hug?” She makes a hand gestures, as if she was eating a banana.

You nod in further agreement, feeling your dick start to elongate, pressing against Deedra’s ear.

“Yes. You use your mouth on the penis, by placing it inside…. using it to give mouth hugs.”

Akua looks at you incredulously. Deedra chimes in.

“He has an appendage in-between his legs, a body part not seen here in ages – maybe forever. If you work hard enough, it is full of warm gunk, which he uses our mouths to extract. He calls it semen. It is our reward. Think of it as you would your spirit gods, but we satisfy his needs by loving him with our mouths.”

Akua nods her head, blindly agreeing with her wise friend, completely unaware of the degrading scenarios she is about to be exposed to.

“But why was this appendage being shoved into your buttocks? And with such rude ****? Why were you in such pain?”

Deedra’s face reddens. You now brazenly place your cock against her cheek, smushing her otherwise perfect face. Trying her best to ignore you, she continues.

“For eons I have wondered of the purpose of my perfectly shaped, tight buttocks. David has given it purpose. my ass exists for his use. We exist for his use, no matter how much **** is needed to extract the semen.”

Your turn to ask questions. You look down.

“And? Are you my little meat hole?”

You feel yourself hardening more. Deedra looks down, unable to meet the eyes of her friend.

“Yes.”

“And?”

“I love the humiliation.”

Deedra looks like she wants to bury her face out of embarrassment. This just makes you harder. Turning to Akua, you have an idea. Nothing could be more pleasurable than exploiting that embarrassment.

“Would you like a demonstration?”

“There’s no need-“

But before she can finish, you turn Deedra’s head and shove your now extended member roughly in-between her red lips. Grabbing both hands and pinning them behind her back with one hand, you manage to jam your cock halfway past her tongue before meeting resistance.

Deedra, looking up at you in anger, tries to say something. There is unfortunately a giant cock shoved into her mouth, filling it to its entirety.

The campfire crackles as you remain standing, slowly pressing your member into the warm throat of the blond god. There’s a little more resistance from her esophagus than you expected. Your cock head has pressure all around it as you slowly push past her tonsils. You reach down and pinch her nose with your free hand.

A few pleasure-filled seconds pass as Deedra starts to run out of air.

“Ggggggkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!” she erupts into a **** sound, throat muscles contracting, spit rushing out of the corner of her mouth.

As she gags, you manage to inch more of your cock into her throat. Her cute button nose, pinched by your fingers and now pushed into your pubic hairs, tries to suck in oxygen. She stares out of the corners of her blue eyes across the fire at her friend – as if asking for help. That gives you an idea.

“Akua, come over here and kneel down next to your friend. Get a closer look”

Akua looks as if she has better ideas, collects herself, then stands proudly. Quickly, she walks around the camp fire.

“That… doesn’t look pleasant.”

Able Master, enjoying your domination of these hopeless women, walks over as well. He decides to help with the game you’re playing.

“David has a large sack of white fluid underneath his penis. Because it fills so quickly, he must expel it often, but this is really hard for David to do alone. In order to extract it, you must stimulate either this sack, or the shaft that David has placed into Deedra’s throat.”

“Grrrggkkkkkkkk!” Underneath your balls, a slow stream of spit is drenching the tunic beneath Deedra’s mouth, creating a see-through effect where her nipples are becoming visible.

You stop pinching her nose.

“Glllllllllllgkkkkkkkkkkkgg!” A round ball of precum ejects from Deedra’s nostrils, forming a giant bubble, tears flowing out of the corners of her eyes.

Akua stands there, entranced by her friend’s ritual.

“This truly does not look like something I would want to partake in.”

“Uh…. Don’t be shy Akua. Bend down and kiss David’s sack – this will help him release his seed into Deedra’s waiting stomach. It will also help your friend breath again, once he has released. Do it for Deedra?”

This registers with the loyal hunter. As the beautiful ebony kneels and moves her face closer, Deedra retches spit and drool down your cock, covering Akua’s perfect face in slobber.

As she pulls back in blind confusion, you reach your other hand behind her head. With a wet smack, you **** the woman’s face into your drenched ballsack, pinning her. Stuck against your enormous tennis balls, you feel her mouth open against your wrinkly skin as she tries to breath. With air attempting to seep into her lungs, you make sure it’s the skin of your balls being sucked into her mouth instead. This only causes more pleasure as your nuts fall into her mouth.

“Tongue…. Use tongue!!!” You grunt.

“Man. This shit is borderline racist” Able Master mutters from the side of the fire?