The drums were beating loudly as Macuba drew the last of the ritual paints on my naked body. She had spent the entire day preparing me, body and soul, for my breeding day. I had counted each moon for two summers since my blood began to flow waiting for the day that I would choose my mate at the summer gathering.
I wouldn't know until the ceremony began which of the men at the gathering would be in the mating circle. There was talk that the dark one, Tabu, from the Red Bluff clan had come in hopes of returning with me as his mate. Macuba said he was the best hunter in the region and that I should hope that he would choose the smallest gourd. I wasn't sure what she meant. She had been talking so much all day that the words began to melt together.
I tried not to think about the fact that I would not be returning home to my people. There were no men there for me to mate with. I had said my good-byes to all but Macuba and the hunters who had brought us to the gathering. Tomorrow they would be returning home without me, but with happy news of my mating.
She stood back and viewed her artwork, and then smiled at me.
"Remember," she said, pushing my long, black hair back over my shoulders, "the potion will make your body ready… very ready. After the dance the men will lay in a line that you must crawl over. You are allowed to test each one of them to see how they feel inside of you. But you can only test them as far as their manhood will go without breaking your breeding wall. Once that is broken and you bleed, that is your mate."
"But Macuba, how will I know?"
"To break the breeding wall, you will feel pain. It does not break that easily. You will have to sit on him very hard to make your choice."
"Oh, I hope it is Tabu," I sighed.
"Beware, my little Shivla, do not let them surprise you."
"What do you mean?"
"Although they are suppose to lie still and let you choose, some have been known to thrust their hips up and break your wall. The potion will cloud your reasoning. You must struggle to keep aware."
The drums crescendoed to a loud roar and then suddenly stopped. The tent flap flew open and Macuba stepped to the side and motioned for me to proceed. The torches flickered behind the circle of people gathered to watch. A quiet hum of comments moved through the group as I walked toward the Medicine Man standing next to a pole in the center. I knelt before him and he handed me a bowl filled with sweet liquid. He nodded for me to drink, and sang out a long chant of unfamiliar words as I tipped the bowl toward my mouth.
The nectar burned as it slid down my throat, but the sweet taste made it easy to swallow every drop. My face felt flush as I handed the bowl back to him and I closed my eyes to steady myself. When I heard footsteps nearing, I opened my eyes to see two women helping me to stand. They moved me so that my back was against the pole and gently tied my hands together behind it. I didn't understand yet why I was not allowed to move. The potion had made my body warm and content and I waited quietly as the Medicine Man continued.
Again he raised his hands to the sky and chanted, walking around the pole as he sang. When he stopped, he walked three feet in front of me and drew a line across the dirt. When he stepped back, he looked toward the crowd for the vying breeders. I scanned the crowd looking for Tabu, but didn't see him.
A young man walked cautiously into the circle and stood at the line. "Jakabo," announced the Medicine Man. He didn't look very much older than I with his face still absent of hair. He stared at the ground as if afraid to look at me. I wondered if it was his first breeding ceremony too.
An older man came from the side and stood next to him. He was short and stocky with broad shoulders. I wondered if he had lost his mate. Surely I would not be his first. His loincloth was already moving as he stared at my nipples. The Medicine Man acknowledged him. "Magre!"
A third man came from the back and joined the others on the line. He was tall and thin, and had strong-looking face. He smiled at me warmly and shuffled his feet back and forth. I felt myself blush, and closed my eyes. "Grom," confirmed the Medicine Man.
I heard a noise behind me and opened my eyes. Walking past me toward the line was Tabu. My heart jumped as he turned and stared into my eyes. Neither of us looked away as the Medicine Man called out his name. A wave of heat rolled through my body and quickened my pulse, and I squirmed against the pole.
When no others came forward, the Medicine Man motioned for the drums to begin. There were at least thirty of them scattered throughout the crowd, and the beat vibrated within my soul. The Medicine Man sang his chants along the perimeter of the circle as the four men began to dance in circles around my pole. They moved their bodies seductively as they passed in front of me. At first they were a few feet away and then gradually they came closer.
Jakabo had lots of energy, but moved his body awkwardly. Magre thrust his hips forward as if to flaunt his hardness at me. I looked away and saw Grom stomping his feet firmly into the ground in rhythm with the drums.
Tabu was the first to step closer, keeping his body only a few inches from mine. Our eyes locked as he danced in front of me. I followed his body until it was out of view and Jakabo was once again in front of me. He reached out and touched my breasts with both hands lightly as he danced. The movement startled me and I let out a gasp as he danced away.
Encouraged by Jakabo's move, Magre grabbed both breasts and pinched my nipples as he gyrated against my body. He seemed pleased with his performance, but I didn't like the way that he touched me. He moved on and Grom danced in front of me again. He reached out and pinched my nipples hard, smiling as he danced. I squirmed against the pole and looked for Tabu.
There he was dancing in front of me again. The heat intensified as he stepped closer and danced a fraction of an inch in front of my body. Only his chest touched my nipples as he moved in front of me. I tried to move forward, but the tethers held me back.
I felt hands on my ass and turned quickly to see Magre behind me. He rubbed his body against mine, and as I moved forward to escape him, Jakabo was suddenly running his hands up and down my body. I began to get dizzy as they quickly moved around in circles.
I closed my eyes and succumbed to the beat of the drums. The men caressed my body with their hands and tongues, sucking at my nipples and caressing my skin. Then I felt a hand press between my legs. No man had ever touched me there, and when I first felt it, I jumped from the sensation. I opened my eyes to see Tabu staring lustfully into my eyes. He moved his finger around in the wet folds and I wanted more.
Jakabo touched me there too, but his touch was rough as he grabbed the hair. When Magre came near, he touched the same spot that Tabu had, feeding the fire between my legs. I pressed my hips forward for more and he laughed as he danced on.
My head was spinning from the potion, and the drums were getting louder and faster. The men danced around faster, touching whatever part of my body they wanted, and my body craved more. The tethers tore into my wrists and I strained to pull away from the pole toward their hands and mouths. When the drums stopped, I looked like a wild animal ready to strike.
My breathing was heavy as I watched the men walk to the side and return with their breeding blankets. They stood and waited as the Medicine Man approached with a basket. Vaguely I remembered Macuba telling me about this part of the ceremony. Each man would reach in the basket and pick out a gourd. They would then arranged themselves in order of smallest to the largest gourd, and lay in a straight line on the ground. I would then start with the smallest and go as far as I could before breaking my breeding wall. I closed my eyes and prayed to the gods that Tabu would pull out the smallest gourd.
The gods did not hear my prayer, or they had other plans when Jakabu retrieved the smallest gourd. He smiled proudly as he held it up for the crowd to see. Grom had the next largest, and my heart dropped. I looked at Tabu in panic as he stood fourth in line.
The four of them arranged their blankets in a straight line and removed their loincloths before laying face up on their blankets. Jakabu's head touched the feet of Grom, whose head touched the feet of Magre, whose head touched the feet of Tabu. The Medicine Man shook his sacred stick over the four of them before returning to me. He untied my wrists and led me stand at Jakabu's feet. My body swayed from the intoxicating effect of the potion. I grinned as I previewed the four cocks that I was to choose from. Jakabu's was bouncing up and down in excitement and some of the women sitting close by were giggling.
The Medicine Man sang out another foreign chant and the drums began an erotic beat. He nodded for me to begin. I knelt down over Jakabu's body and rubbed myself against him. Obeying the rules of the ritual, he kept his palms flat down on the ground and did not touch me. His hardness bounced against me and I squatted lower to let myself rub against him. Jakabu let out a low groan as my wetness ran across the length of his hard cock. I too let out a moan as my body rubbed back and forth.
Jakabu's breathing became faster as my breasts touched his chest. I squirmed and gyrated on top of him, rubbing the outside of my womanhood against his hardness. It was hard for him to lie still and he started to grunt and move beneath me. I thought that perhaps I was hurting him, so I stopped and reached back for his cock. It was the first time I had ever touched one, and perhaps I squeezed it too hard. Suddenly Jakabu let out a loud noise and white fluid shot from his cock.
I was frightened at first and froze with it in my hand. The Medicine Man went crazy chanting to the gods and the clan cheered that it was a good omen that I would be fertile. Jakabu seemed disappointed and yet pleased by his release. When he finished, I gently laid it back down. The drums continued to move my body toward Grom.
I looked at his swollen cock as I crawled up his body. It was long and lean, and lying over to one side. I wondered if it too would shoot white fluid when I touched it. Straddling Grom the way I had Jakabu, I rubbed my wet bottom over his cock. He gripped the blanket and smiled up at me. I realized that if I rubbed his cock against a spot above where my water came out, that it sent a shiver through my body. To test this, I kept trying to rub the same spot over and over again. Grom moaned beneath me, his cock becoming harder and more rigid.
I was lost in my own sensations of squirming upon him when suddenly his cock was pressing into my womanhood. I froze for a moment realizing that this was where it was suppose to go. The clan cheered and beat their drums louder. Grom found it impossible to lie still and tried to press up inside of me. It felt so good that I moved back onto it a little more. The cheering got louder as I took shallow pumps up and down, letting it slide around the opening of my womanhood. It went in a little ways further and suddenly I felt a sharp pain.
Letting out a gasp, I moved off of him quickly and his cock fell back against his belly. The clan let out a groan of disappointment matched by Grom. Embarrassed, I moved forward toward Magre. Grom caught my nipple in his mouth as I moved, causing me to hesitate for a moment before continuing.
Magre's cock was so engorged that it looked angry. Because of his stockiness, I had to spread my legs even further apart to straddle him. His breathing was already labored as I rubbed myself against his girth. Every movement caused him to grunt like an animal. His fat cock gave me plenty to rub against and I closed my eyes as I squirmed on top of him. I was so lost in the sensations caused by rubbing myself against him that he became frustrated and bucked me forward. Suddenly his cock was pressing against my womanhood.
His cock felt huge as it pushed against my opening. Even as wet as I was, it did not slide in easily. I was not helping at all as he tried to rut beneath me like a wild animal to make it go in. The drums were beating faster encouraging us on, but I looked up to see Tabu's cock standing tall. I knew that he was the one I wanted to breed with. I started to move off of Magre's body and he lifted his hands off the ground in a panic. The Medicine Man quickly poked his hand down with the end of his medicine stick as I moved forward.
As my body moved over his face, Magre ran his tongue over my womanhood. I let out a gasp and stopped. I had never felt anything so wonderful in my life. He did it again, running it through the folds of flesh and I let out another squeal. A few men laughed nearby as I stopped and waited for more. His tongue shot up inside my womanhood and I fucked it like it was a man. Then he licked at that spot above where I make water and I started to shake. I couldn't stop, and I froze as wave after wave of my first orgasm paralyzed me.
I must have been screaming because the clan was cheering and beating their drums loudly. When I opened my eyes, I looked up and saw Tabu looking down his body and into my eyes. I crawled off of Magre's mouth and scurried up Tabu's body. I didn't even hesitate or rub myself against him. I looked into his eyes and sat myself down on his manhood. The clan cheered wildly.
His cock hit my breeding wall and I leaned forward from the pain. Catching my nipple with his lips, he sucked on it as I slowly rocked back and forth on his cock. I enjoyed the sensation of him sucking my nipple while his cock moved in and out of me. The clan got louder as my movements increased.
Tabu was finding it hard to remain still beneath me as I made shallow movements on his cock. It was hitting my breeding wall every time, but the pain was becoming more dulled. He sucked my other nipple and growled beneath me as my movements deepened. The sensation was starting again. The one like when Magre was running his tongue over me. If only I went back a little further and Tabu's cock went in just little further. I looked in his eyes in panic, not knowing what to do.
My long hair fell around his face as I leaned forward and kissed him. His passion gave me the strength I needed. I moaned as I plunged my body back against his cock, biting his lips as I felt the tissue give way. I pulled forward and thrust myself down on it again, feeling the tissue give way fully to his cock.
Tabu pulled his mouth away from mine and let out a loud yell as his cock filled me. The people stood and cheered, knowing that he had broken the breeding wall. He was now free to mate me any way that he wanted. In one swift movement, he rolled me over onto my back and plunged his cock in deeply. There it was again, that feeling that I would become lost inside my body. Several more times he pushed his hardness into me as the gathering cheered until my body shook with another orgasm.
Tabu called out as his life force came shooting inside of me. He kissed and nibbled on my body in celebration that we had mated. I was proud to be Tabu's mate and hoped that soon I would be full with his child.
Some of the clan gathered around us with mating gifts as the drums started and the others went off to celebrate and dance. Macabu brought out my mating blanket and draped it around the shoulders of Tabu and I as we sat cuddled together in the crowd. Soon the celebration would be over and Tabu and I would go off to his tent to continue our ritual in private.