Note for moddy - first posted by me on the PetLoverForum.I hope this is no hindrance since I'm the author?...Contains gratuituous Zulu language which should beselfexplaining though :-)White StripesLebo was moaning. "Oooh! Yes! Take it deeper! Deeper!"He was pressing down Nandi's head, ignoring her coughedprotests. He knew she was the only intombi ofthe tribe that could take all ten inches of his glorious umKhonto completely in each of her orifices (not at the same time, of course, and neglecting nostrils and the like). So she oughta shut the fuck up and continue deep-throating.
Of course, a logical question would have been what's the wholepoint of taking a penis completely when the most sensitive nervessit around the dickhead anyway. So you can have fun with anywoman even if you are hung like a ihhashi.
And the answer is (e), Don't bother a dickhead with logic.
We infer that some logic, in the end, would have avoided the nowapproaching desaster.
Which entered in form of a jovial "Good news, my isiGodlo, the herders fell ill with malaria and this boring business appointmenthas been postponed. I anyway prefer hunting you than huntingan imbube...Oh. I see you are already appointed otherwise.izinDuna! Seize her!"
Nandi let out a horrified cry.
You shouldn't talk with a full mouth.
A split second later, Lebo cried too, for a different reason. He ranaround, holding the aforementioned umKhonto, calling forthe iNyanga, the isAngoma and the first aid box."Little iNsizwa", the inkosi Imvubu said in a reproachfultone. "I guess you know that the common sentence for fucking my wifeis getting a fellatio by a Green Mamba. Well, uhm, I guess thatthis wife of mine is a treacherous, venomous inyoka and you already got your bite, so we can consider your punishment as done." Imvubu looked around. "I guess the iBandla has no objections?"
The selfsame iBandla, which in the meantime had gathered,attracted by the ruckus, hadn't. They knew as well as their chiefthat Lebo was a isiKhulu, highly decorated with inGxothaand multi-coloured isinene. It would be a shame to lose him.
Lebo exited left, with repeated servile thankyous from clenched teeth,and was carried to the ambulance hut.
"This leaves you, my isiGodlo. The sentence for..."
"Not the zebra! Not the zebra!" Nandi yelled.
"Not the zebra", said Imvubu. Nandi let out a sigh of relief,which was premature. She should have watched the pronounciation."For you, my isiGodlo, who has sinned in multiple ways- the inkosi pointed at her still cum-dripping cunt -,it's the plural. Zebrae."
The iBandla gasped, partly at the uncommonly severeverdict, partly at the screwed plural form.
Nandi screamed her head off when she was bound and carried away.Nandi squirmed upon the wooden horse she was tied to. Her mouth hadbeen clamped wide open so she couldn't endanger the most valuablezebra stallions. Her orifices had been given a gratuitous sprayingwith Mare Love Potion Nr.9.
And then her striped doom arrived.
The two stallions sniffed, threw their hoofs against each other andwhinnied. It probably meant something like, 'Hey, here are twogood-smelling places so let's skip the fighting and start fuckingbefore even more competition may arrive! Rock-Scissors-Paper whogets which end?'
Then they leaned their weight upon a pole which was convenientlyplaced about a meter over the wooden horse, and began searchingfor the entries.
Nandi gasped as the humonguous zebra cock parted her lips andbegan to stretch her vagina much more than she was used-to, evenLebo-wise. It was her last sound for a long time, as in the nextmoment also the other stallion hit home.
Desperately, she tried to accomodate to the intruders. She feltthat the pressure against her cervix made it open slowly. And then the stallion jerked forward and inside to her womb,burying his horsehood inside her up to the root. Nandi suddenlyfelt this position was...very stimulating?
The dickhead inside her womb began to swell. Nandi gave in andorgasmed. Her walls held the zebra cock in a vice grip. Thecockhead stretched even more, giving her lustful sensationsin the womb she wouldn't have thought to be anatomicallypossible.
And then the stallion came and pumped two liters of cum intoher belly (that's why they are called Grevy zebras, folks)until she looked like nine months pregnant.
Nandi sighed as finally that stallion retreated and a cumwaterfall flooded out of her gaping vagina.
The she realized she had solved only one of her problems.Another cockhead flaring inside her throat reminded herthat there was a little lack of oxygen supply.
Nandi tried another anatomically implausible and swallowed thecockhead so deeply that it began to penetrate her esophagus.And then Sluice #2 opened. Another two liters of cum floodeddownwards. At least, she wouldn't suffer from protein defiencyfor the next years.
Just as Nandi was passing out, also this stallion realized hewas wasting his ressources and ended her ordeal. "And now?" Imvubu seemed to be disappointed that Nandi hadsurvived. The eldest of the iBandla spoke. "Like always.She will be tied to a zebra, sent off into the Veldt,and be forgotten." "Whaddayamean, as always?" "Thislittle mishap already befell your predecessor inkosi,and that before, and..." "And all women survived this? I don't fucking believe it! OK, OK, if that's ancientand justified custom, so be it then. Search for a zebra with big dick and little value, and on our next meeting it will appear on the agenda that we switch fromzebra to indlovu for adultery death sentences." Nandi was fucked by the zebra she rode on out of the village.Slowly she regained consciousness and found herself tiedunder the belly of another zebra, hands and feet shackledabove his back. At each hoofstep, a bit of cum came dripping out of her orifices, and the zebra dick pushed deeper into her ass. (The iBandla thought that one could as well be exhaustive. Well, she was completely exhausted now.) After a few kilometers, also this zebra had managed to hide the sausage completely.
Just as the now familiar stretching feeling of a swelling dickhead sent Nandi into another orgasm, she heard femalevoices giggling. "Quick, pull out the dick, he is going toshoot any second!" And suddenly everywhere there werecaring mouths, playing with her tongue, cusping her breasts,sucking her clit and passing the cumming zebra dick for abig gulp. With a final multiple orgasm, Nandi passed outagain. "We're the Inyamazana tribe. You are under friendsnow. You are safe. We have no males here. Except ourcompanions, of course, but they are not likely to sentence you to death..." Umama pointed around. Nandicould see all kind of animals, joyfully pairing withwomen. A woman moaning in the coils of a giant snake,another one cuddling with a big lion, and there evenstood an elephant with several women kissing his giantdick. "We all together live in peace, the snake withthe rabbit, the lion with the springboek...Uuuuh!"Umama rubbed her swollen belly. "Excuse me, it seemsthat the ingwenya eggs inside me want to hatch!"
Umama exited right, and Nandi, since she had nothingbetter to do, decided to payed a visit to the snakepit.
An army of forked tongues caressing each part of herbody until she fell into sweet oblivion told her thatshe finally found it.
Paradise. THE END ...No zebrae have been hurt in the making of this post. |
