1 Jungle Heat

The moon shun brightly upon the cascading waterfall that beat against my skin as I swam in the fresh, cool river. The jungle smelled heavenly in all its glory from all the exotic fragrance that came from the wild flowers and fruit trees that grew in the jungle. The birds along with the animals that inhabited the place made music so beautiful, that it blended with my every move as if it were a dance. I heard a rustle among the ferns and shrubs that stood behind the pearly, white boulders that stood in a neat line on the bank of the river and smiled. My jungle boy had arrived.

I felt his piercing stare in my back as he waited for me to acknowledge his presence but I ignored him. The water formed ripples as he entered the river and came over to the waterfall where I was. When he was close enough I leaned against his muscled chest. Slowly, he ran his hands upon my torso and cupped my breasts. First, he pinched my nipples that were already hardened from the cool water and began to massage, no,  squeeze them to feel their fullness. I gasped when I felt his hot lips ran kisses down the side of my neck, then slowly turning me around the gain access to my lips, which he coaxed apart. His tongue and mine did a slow but passionate dance, suckling and tasting the savory yet sweet taste of each others lips.

He looked up and stared deep into my eyes with his green ones, his long black hair hung at shoulder length, dripping wet around his face. He ran his left hand down my torso again stopping to play with my navel, then moved on to the intersection that between my thighs. He played with the bud of my flower, my pussy became moist and ready for his eventual ministrations. As if I weighted nothing at all, he lifted me up against the hardness of his cock and placed me on a smooth grey rock. He then opened my legs wide and knelt between them as he kissed my nether lips.

Pleasure ran up my spine in burst of shivers as he feasted on my cunt. I rode his face as he tongue fucked me long and hard with no pause in between. I gripped his hair, as he ripped an orgasm out of me. It was as if he were having the feast of the gods and had received ambrosia. He drew away his lips from my cunt and stared down at my naked body as if assessing me. From the glint in his eyes, it was clear that he was pleased with how debauched I appeared. He moved between my legs again and this time he parted my swollen lips with his hard cock as he swiftly entered me. When he was fully in, balls deep, he withdrew slowly and plunged back in hard drawing screams of pleasure from my lips. I begged him continuously to take me harder and harder, not wanting him to stop.

He continued to plough my body with his hard thrusts and every couple minutes, he would change our positions into animal like ones. We were making love in the manner in which animals mated. Raw, heated and primal. When he realized I was about to reach my peak, with a growl he gave me one final hard thrust that filled me with his essence as I cried out out his name.

I laid limp across his chest, shivering in the aftermath of our coupling. He gently washed my body, removing the musky scent of our love making. He then carried me out of the cold water and placed me on a blanket made from a puma's fur. I moaned at the warmth. My jungle boy then laid down next to me, pulling me into his arms as he covered us in another blanket. I smuggled against him. He was so warmth. His body burned with his body heat. I removed a stray hair that fell in his face as he looked down at me.

"Te amo," he said. I love you.

I smiled and replied, "Te quiero mi amor." I love you, my love.

He then gave me a final kiss and laid back on the fur as we cuddled together. An end to our passionate night.