Adultery A Swinging Odyssey by Pimanko-Completed

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The hours passed quickly after that. Aiko and Gerald ate a late afternoon meal before rejoining the swinging party. Aiko swung with John as a thank you for their wonderful and wild weekend. Gerald swung with one the women who had participated in the threesome with Red.

The interracial couple decided to leave in the early evening. Travelling by car, it would take them two hours to get home. They also had to make sure they were ready for work on the following day.

"Wow, that was quite the weekend," Gerald exclaimed. "The big surprise of the weekend is the fact you had sex with a woman, not just once but twice."

"As much fun as I had with Red and Susan," Aiko explained, "I still like men more, and I like you best of all because you're my one and only trule love."

Gerald kissed her. "Thanks, my love, I love you too. What I did was not as wild as what you did but it was still a unique experience."

"What was that?"

"A blowjob. Red took me in her mouth, and sucked me until I came. She even swallowed it. Still," he continued, "I prefer pussy to ass or mouth, and your pussy is the best one around because it belongs to the one woman who means more to me than any other woman in the world."

'What a man,' Aiko thought, 'I must be the luckiest woman in the world.'

Coming in late March (2015) Chapter 14 The Uncontacted People: The swinging duo encounters a remote tribe in the Peruvian jungle.

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A Swinging Odyssey Ch. 14

14 The Uncontacted People

Aiko was taking a leisurely bath when Gerald walked in on her. He stared at his Oriental wife. He noticed that her pussy hair was starting to grow back. Aiko had stopped shaving herself.

Aiko realized what he had noticed. "I decided to let it grow back," she answered his unasked question.

"Why?"

"Because you might get used to naked pussy and get bored with it," she replied.

"I'll never get bored with your pussy," he swore.

"Nevertheless, I'm going to let it grow back. It is extra work to keep it bald, you know."

"Okay, hon," he said sounding a little disappointed. "It's your pussy."

Aiko laughed. "It's yours too." Then she changed the subject. "Hon, it's time for a vacation, just you and me," Aiko stated.

"You want to go on another cruise? Discover new lovers onboard?" Gerald asked facetiously.

"No Gerald, thinking of something totally different, unusual, something off the beaten path, at least in part."

"Where?" he asked. "Clearly you've got something in mind."

"Peru. I'd like to see Machu Picchu."

"I would hardly call that off the beaten path, at least not any more," Gerald remarked. "It's now a very popular tourist site."

"True," she replied but continued on. "Did you know its farthest source of the Amazon reviver is a glacier in the Peruvian Andes?"

"No, I didn't," he confessed.

"And did you know that, "although it's not the longest river in the world, that's the Nile in Africa, it has greatest volume and the largest watershed of any river in the world"

"That I know. I see you've been a busy beaver," Gerald commented.

"You thought only my beaver is busy?" she smirked.

"Well, go on," he said grinning.

"I think we should take a vacation to Peru to see his torical inca sites like Machu Picchu and combine it with an ecotour of the Peruvian Amazon."

"The Amazon?"

"Yes!" Aiko confirmed excitedly, "an ecotour of one the remotest places Earth. Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"I'm overjoyed?" her husband replied drily.

"Oh come on Gerald. We'll see nature in all its glory."

"Sure, jaguars, caimans, electric eels, anacondas... Oh, let's not forgot the smaller denizens of the Amazonian jungle like mosquitoes, piranhas and candirus."

"Candirus? What are they?" Aiko asked curiously.

"They are small relatives of the catfish with an eel-like shape. Most species are harmless but one small species has a bad reputation. If you pee in the water to pee, you risk getting one of them swimming up your pee hole."

"Ew, yuck! That's awful!" She squealed, then paused. "You're making up a story to scare me, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not," he defended himself. "Candirus are real and what I described happened. The poor guy needed surgery to have the animal removed."

"Then we don't go in the water," Aiko decided, wondering if there were other bodily openings that might appeal to such a fish. "That way, we don't have to worry about candirus or any other icky animals that live in or near the water."

Gerald laughed. He almost, but didn't quite succeed in discouraging, Aiko.

"Maybe we'll meet some unknown indigenous people," she mused. "Only Brazil and Papua New-Guinea have more uncontacted peoples than Peru.

"I can just see it," Gerald starting to laugh," a head hunter approaches you and says 'give head.' You open your mouth thinking he means a blowjob but instead he lops off your pretty little Asian head, shrinks it, and then puts it up on the wall as a trophy," he said now laughing uproariously.

Aiko looked crossly at her husband. "Nobody does that any more, Gerald," she declared emphatically."

"How can you be so sure," he asked. "If we come across an uncontacted tribe," how can you be so sure they wouldn't be hostile."

"Because," she replied patiently, "if the tribe were hostile, the outside world would have learned about them by now from neighbouring contacted tribes."

"True," Gerald conceded, "but the creatures are still real enough." Gerald paused. "You're the family vacation planner, Aiko. Go ahead. Book the vacation."

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At first their, vacation went as planned. They arrived in Lima and from there took a flight to Cuzco. After seeing several Inca sites including the Sacred Valley and the Machu Picchu, the couple took a flight to Iquitos, the main Peruvian city in the country's northeast.

In Iquitos, they boarded a riverboat. A three-hour journey downstream took them to their first destination, a jungle lodge from where they would be able to tour a nearby nature reserve and where they spent the night.

Very early on the following day, the tourists were divided into four groups, one for each tourist boat. Gerald counted 24 tourists, eight each in the two larger boats and four each in the two smaller boats. Gerald and Aiko found themselves in one the smaller boats that included another English-speaking couple. Their guide spoke good English. The other three boats consisted of Spanish speakers.

For several hours, the four boats headed downstream in the general direction of the Brazilian border. When they reached a large tributary, two of the riverboats split away to sail upstream, while other two, including Aiko and Gerald's boat, continued sailing downstream. Their guide, Pedro, informed them they, along with the larger boat, intended to go up another tributary, about another hour away.

For several hours the two guides, one in Spanish and the other in English, pointed out the sights and sounds of the local jungle. The highlight of the afternoon was the sighting of a jaguar.

When it was time to return to the lodge, the unexpected happened. As the guide turned his boat around, he noticed a group of monkeys in the trees. He pointed at them just as an underwater log punctured a hole into his boat. The water rushed in. It was obvious the boat would sink. Remembering piranhas and candirus, Aiko almost panicked.

"The water is shallow here. We're very close to shore," he re-assured her. "There's no immediate danger."

The other boat approached cautiously, wary of the log that had punctured and sunk the smaller boat. An animated discussion took place between the two guides. Obviously, they were discussing what to do.

"Their boat is almost at its maximum capacity," Pedro informed his English-speakers clients. "There's room for only two more on Carlos' boat. It's too dangerous to carry five extra persons. There is an indigenous village nearby. I didn't point them out because they left signs that told me they don't want contact with the outside world. But now we have no choice but to contact them and hope they can and will help us."

Carefully and slowly, the overladen boat, its draft very low in the water, made its way downstream. It turned into a small tributary. After a few minutes, a group of huts came into view. Women, children and an old men were present but no other men. Except for some adornments, they were naked and not the least bit conscious about it. Blushing, several tourists averted their eyes.

Pedro spoke to the elder; he obviously knew the language. Gerald saw some of the tourists ask Carlos what was going on. He shrugged his shoulders. He didn't understand this particular indigenous language.

After several minutes, Pedro turned to the tourists. Speaking first in Spanish and then in English, he explained their predicament.

"I explained our situation to the village elder. He offered us a boat but none will be available until the men come back some time tomorrow. Apparently, the tribe has to move because local resources have been exhausted. The men are away building huts at a new location.

"Are you telling us we have to stay in this god-forsaken jungle for the night to wait for a stupid little boat?" the English-speaking man whined.

"No," Pedro answered patiently, "only three of us have to stay behind. I volunteer myself as one of those three because I speak the language."

Something seemed to occur to Pedro. He exchanged a few more words with the village elder.

"I asked him about their boats. We can't use them. They're too fragile for long-distance travel upstream on the main river. Whoever stays is stuck here for at least two nights, probably longer, until a proper riverboat can be sent."

In the meantime, a heated discussion took place among Carlos Spanish-speaking passengers.

"No volunteers among Carlos' passengers," Pedro informed his passengers. "They're city dwellers. They have no idea what it's like to rough it in the bush."

"Don't look at us," the wife of the other English-speaking couple said. "My husband has only enough medication to get himself back home."

'Plus he's a whiner,' Gerald thought.

"I volunteer," Gerald announced. "But surely there's another man who can volunteer too."

Pedro translated into Spanish. Still no man volunteered.

"I'm not leaving you behind," Aiko protested. "If you're staying, I'm staying."

From her tone of voice, Gerald knew he wouldn't be able to dissuade her from her decision. He sighed. "You wanted something off the beaten path, hon, but I don't think this is what you really had in mind."

"There's one other problem you have to consider," Pedro interrupted. "I said at least two nights, but that was based on the assumption we were staying with these people in this location. But these people are moving the day after tomorrow. It's too dangerous for just three of us stay here. For our own safety, we should go with these people to their new location. I've got GPS on my mobile device, and a solar-powered energy charger to keep it going. We will be found, but it may take two or three more nights for our rescuers to triangulate our position and then actually physically reach us."

"Two tourists have to stay behind no matter what. The others are unwilling or unable." Aiko said. "Someone has to be the third person."

Gerald sighed. "Okay, Pedro, Aiko stays. Clearly, we're going to miss our flight home," he added. Please ask Carlos to contact our embassy. Ask them to let our family and employers know so they don't panic."

Gerald pulled out his passport. In it was a slip of paper with the embassy's address and phone number.

Pedro handed over his cell phone. "Call them yourself now," he offered.

Gerald did. He spoke to an embassy official. It took a weight off the couple's shoulders to know their family and employers would be informed about their situation.

Pedro and Carlos exchanged words once again.

"He told me to call our office three times a day to let him know we're safe and to allow the triangulation of our location."

Carlos offered spare rations and bottles of water to the three. These were accepted gratefully and put in their backpacks. Carlos, his passengers and the two English-speakers pushed off heading back to the jungle lodge.

The village elder led them to an empty hut where they stayed until morning.

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Aiko and Gerald managed to sleep well despite the primitiveness of their temporary abode. They woke shortly after sunrise. Women were doing their chores, children were playing, and the elder was relaxing.

Pedro was talking to the elder. When he noticed them, he smiled and waved. "The elder is expecting the men to come back around noon."

"How is it that you speak their language," Aiko asked.

"I am one of them," he explained. "I come from a village located closer to what you call 'civilization.' We still speak the language at home but lost many of the old ways." Pedro sighed wistfully. "I have a house, a TV, a cell phone and a motorcycle, and yet I'm not as happy as these people are." Pedro changed the subject. "These people deliberately keep their contact with the outside world to an absolute minimum. Their values are very different."

"Really?" Aiko prodded, "in what way."

"Their attitude toward sex for example," he said uncomfortably.

"Explain," she said.

"They believe all grown men and women in the village are, to use a civilized word, 'married' to each other," Pedro explained. "There is a strong taboo against incest. When a boy or a girl is ready for adulthood, they are sent to another clan in exchange for one of the other clan's own grown-up children. The new tribe members are initiated both into the clan and into adulthood at the same time."

Pedro noticed that Aiko and Gerald were genuinely interested.

"Because the men and women have a type of collective marriage, they treat all the resulting children as if they were their own. They believe each man's seed contributes raw material needed to create a baby. The biological father is known as his primary father. His seed is the last contribution, in a series of contributions, leading to the creation of a child. Because all the men are fathers to all the children, all the children see all the men as their fathers. So if the biological father were to die, his biological child would still be loved and cared for by the clan's surviving fathers."

"Don't these people get jealous," Gerald asked.

"No," Pedro replied. "Although each man or woman may prefer a particular partner, it is seen as grossly selfish to keep one partner all to yourself."

Pedro had expected some form of moral indignation. There was none. He was surprised.

A few minutes later, the village men returned. Gerald counted five men, one in each boat. Except for some adornments, all of them were naked. He could also tell Pedro was correct in surmising that their flimsy boats were not safe for use on a long trip up the main river. Gerald later found out two men were left behind to continue work on building huts for villagers.

A man with a small scar on the left side of his face spoke to the elder and Pedro. He acted as if he were the acknowledged leader of the men. Gerald nicknamed him Scar. When Scar glanced at Aiko and Gerald, the couple could tell he wasn't happy with their presence.

The conversation among the three continued for some time. Another man, who wore a multi-coloured feather in his hair and an old women joined them.

For more than an hour, Aiko and Gerald waited patiently as the five-way discussion took place. Meanwhile, Gerald told his wife the nicknames he had assigned to the two men. Rainbow was the name he gave the second man.

Finally there was a break in the discussion.

Pedro spoke to Aiko and Gerald. "Their leader is unhappy with having you here. They don't trust outsiders. Two or three attempts were made by outsiders to force them into accepting 'civilized' customs." Pedro said 'civilized" as if it were a pejorative term. "Your presence even now interferes with their normal life."

"We have no wish to interfere," Gerald defended himself. "And we have no intention of making them accept other people's beliefs and values. Please tell them we don't want them to do anything differently just because we're here."

"I agree with what Gerald has just said," said Aiko. "They should act according to their own customs."

Pedro repeated what the couple had said to the four natives. This time they all looked at the couple. The elder said something in his language.

"They want your word that you will not object or interfere in any way."

"You have our word on it," Gerald promised.

Scar said something to other men and women. The two elders and three women herded eight children of various ages toward the other end of the village. The older children swam in a nearby pool while the younger children took a nap in a nearby hut. Aiko and Gerald subsequently learned that women who were having their periods were exempted from having sex.

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The men, followed by the women, walked in the opposite direction. Not knowing what to do or to expect, Aiko and Gerald followed them.

A 10-minute walk took them to a clearing in the forest. Much to Aiko and Gerald's astonishment, they removed their adornments. They embraced, kissed and fondled each other. They ignored their unexpected guests. Clearly, they enjoyed sex out in the open, in broad daylight, and in each other's presence. Obviously, as in other cultures, the presence of children was taboo.

Gerald wondered how five men would satisfy eight women. He soon found out. Scar and one other man busied themselves with two women each. Rainbow and the two other men each focussed their attentions on one woman. One woman watched.

Gerald suspected, rightly as he later saw, that the men, who had gone without sex for several days, had more then enough energy for a second round. The women seemed just as eager for sex as their collective husbands.

"Remember how horny I was after I came more from that long business trip out to the west coast?" he reminded Aiko. "It's the same here. Absence makes the hard grow fonder."

"You mean 'heart'," Aiko corrected.

"That too," he replied.

Aiko rolled her eyes. 'Always playing with words,' she thought.

Gerald chuckled at his wife's exasperated expression. "The difference," he continued, is that these people have a type of group marriage, and a wider choice of partners. It is perfectly normal and acceptable for any man to make love to any women and vice versa."

Aiko nodded in agreement, but what she saw next surprised her even more. The woman who had been watching the others approached Pedro. They exchanged some words in their native language.

"She's asked me if I would like to have sex with her," Pedro told the foreign couple. "It is also their custom to provide sexual comfort to their guests. Once they agreed to let us stay, they effectively agreed to make themselves sexually available to us."

"And will you?" asked Aiko.

"Yes," he said and took off his clothes.

The native woman smiled. She took hold of his manhood. It began to swell in her hand. Apparently, Pedro's cock welcomed her attention.

"I thought you abandoned the old ways," Aiko said.

"I thought I did too," he replied. "Maybe I only thought I abandoned them. But what the hell. I'm a single guy, and the woman is more than willing. So why not?"

Pedro took her hand. He led her back to the clearing where the others were in the preliminary stages of the lovemaking. They got down on their knees facing each other. Soon they were in a passionate embrace.

Meanwhile, Aiko and Gerald sat down.

"I guess we'll watch the show," Aiko said.

"Sure," Gerald smirked.

Although they were able to see all the lovers at play, they focussed their attention on Pedro and his lover.

Although it was hard to tell their age, Aiko and Gerald guessed that she was probably around 30 years old. She had pendulous breasts that suggested she had breast-fed at least one child for a relatively long time. It was not uncommon in other tribal societies to breast feed children for several years.

Aiko recalled reading somewhere that breast-feeding seemed to reduce the chances of pregnancy, but she wasn't sure if that was a scientific fact.

Pedro's lover had the appearance of a typical indigenous Amazonian. Her face was round topped by jet-black which this woman kept braided. Her nose was large and relatively flat. She had good teeth. Her eyes were dark. In short, like the other native men and women in this part of the world, her physical features showed adaptations to the tropical climate.

Aiko and Gerald noticed she was full-figured. Women in this society were not vain about their bodies like the women back home. There was no hint from any of the men that they saw these women as less attractive because they had borne children. If anything, children were proof of fertility and fertility guaranteed the tribe's continuity.

Still on their knees, Pedro and his lover kissed, at first gently and then with increasing passion. Their embrace became tighter for a while and then they separated slightly again, he to grasp and knead a breast, and she to grab and stroke his stiff member. Their hands travelled up and down each other's body.

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Aiko recalled a discovery that had been made in Germany in 2008. Car bed from a mammoth tusk, the so-called Venus of Hohle Fels was estimated to be about 42,000 years old. It depicted a rotund women; it represented fertility. Even as recently as the 1960s, voluptuous women like Marilyn Monroe were paragons of feminine beauty.

Since then, a whole industry was created based on convincing women into believing that the skinny stick people who paraded the cat walks of modern fashions houses were somehow beautiful.

Aiko shuddered at the thought. She returned her attention to the field of lovers. Eight women and six men, including Pedro, were now in various stages and positions of sexual abandon.

Pedro and his lover were lying on their sides, giving each other oral pleasure. If Pedro was still worried about what Aiko and Gerald might think, he didn't show it. He was too deep in his own lustful world to care if anyone else was watching. His faced was buried between his lover's thighs. Aiko could tell he was bring her ever closer to an orgasm.

Aiko's was wet between her legs; she was the only woman there who had a void between them. She wanted the real thing.

As she continued to watch, Pedro and his lover separated once more. She pushed him gently back encouraging him to lie down on his back. He obliged her. She swung a leg over his torso. She put his hand on his erect manhood, aligned with her pussy, and then sat down taking his entire length of his cock inside her. She groaned in obvious pleasure. Pedro sighed as the warmth of her womb enveloped his rock-hard cock.

Aiko changed position to sit on her haunches. It afforded her a better view of the lovers in the clearing. The two lovers looked so hot together. Voyeurism wasn't usually Aiko's thing, but she found the wild, unrestrained abandon of these people to their natural desires to be both erotic and exhilarating.

Gerald saw that his wife's eyes were glued to scene before them. The surfeit of lovemaking in the jungle clearing was obviously having an impact on her. It made an impact on him too. He had a very stiff, aching cock in his pants to prove it.

Gerald took hold of the hem of Aiko's blouse and pulled it up and over her head. Caught be surprise, Aiko glanced; she saw a wild and hungry look in his eye that he was desperate to satisfy his own sexual need. With almost lightening speed, he also unlatched her bra and removed it.

She looked at the field of lovers; they were too busy to notice she was already half-naked, her husband's hands lustfully massaging her breasts while he passionately kissed and nibbled her neck.

'I'm not a prude," she told herself. 'I'm a swinger. I have had sex with strangers. I've had sex with several men, some at the same time, some consecutively. I've even had sex with women. These people aren't doing anything I haven't already done. So why be prudish?'

"Screw it," she said out loud.

Aiko pulled her shorts and panties down, then put her bare ass on the ground to pull them off her legs. Gerald understood the message perfectly. His shirt was already off. He removed the rest of his clothing in seconds.

Aiko got on her hands knees facing the clearing and rutting lovers. She watch them as her husband filled her womb with her his stiff staff. She moaned as he penetrated deeply into her moist depths. The uneven contours of his cock brushed against her sensitive labia causing her to shiver with pleasure. His wonderful skilful hands worked their magic on her sensitive breasts and her aching erect nipples.

Aiko closed her eyes for a few moments to relish the complete sense of fullness between her legs. Her husband's cock was still the best as far as she was concerned; it had to with the fact that it was attached to the only man she truly and fully loved.

Gerald pumped rhythmically into his wife's warm recesses. He too had watched the lovers in the clearly, especially Pedro and his lover. Not wanting so shoot into Aiko until she was ready for the big O, Gerald focussed on what how unusual this day had become. The day was hot and humid, just like Aiko's tunnel of love.

Aiko opened her eyes again. She saw Pedro furiously pumping into his indigenous lover. She was moaning loudly, and without inhibition. From the way she shuddered, she was clearly in the throes of an orgasm. Pedro greeted the achievement of her ecstasy. With a loud "oh", he announced his contribution to the possible creation of another child.

Aiko barely registered the completion of the couple's sexual union. The last thing she remembered seeing before she reached her own peak was Pedro's lover lying on top of him. It wasn't necessary to know the language to see that she was whispering endearments in his ear. Their eyes closed in post-orgasmic lassitude.

Gerald heard Aiko start to mewl. She pushed back against her husband. She was nearing her climax.

"Now!" she yelled. "Oh, oh."

Gerald needed no further prompting. The couple reached their peak at the same time, unifying their bodies and their souls in sexual ecstasy.

Gerald's reservoir of semen burst up his cock and flooded deeply into his wife's interior. Jet after jet spurted into her while Aiko tried to grasp his cock with her vaginal muscles as if to squeeze out every last drop.

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Then it was over. Gerald took his time to dismount, then flopped onto his back. He pulled in his wife to cuddle her. Both were sweating profusely from their exertions in the heat of the tropical day. Exhausted, they fell asleep under the shade of the tree.

When they woke up, they saw Pedro. "I see you two got into the spirit of things," he said smiling. He was naked, making no attempt to cover his nudity. "What's the point of wearing clothes," he observed, "when everybody is naked and treats it as perfectly normal. Besides," he added, "if you don't have any clothes, you don't have anything to wash."

"Well, I'm going to wash these," Aiko told him, "because eventually someone is going to rescue us. I prefer to have reasonably clean clothes when we return to civilization. Until then, I agree with you, it doesn't make any sense for us to wear our clothes in this hot weather when we're among people for whom nudity is no big deal."

Pedro told one of the indigenous women what Aiko wanted to do. They lead to a small fast flowing stream. It had to come from a spring because the water was clear, cold and potable.

Later in the afternoon, Pedro joined Aiko and Gerald. "I apologize if my behaviour offended you," he said, "by taking liberties with that woman."

"We're not offended," Gerald declared, "not at all. "Your lover took the initiative, and we did say we accept the way these people choose to live." The Gerald changed the subject. "Do you know what swingers are?" he asked Pedro.

"No, I can't say I do," he replied. "My knowledge of English is practical. I know whatever words I have to know to do my job as a guide."

"They are people who believe that it is acceptable to share spouses provided all who participate are consenting adults. We are swingers," Gerald declared."

The light of understanding was in Pedro's eyes. "Ah! That explains why you didn't seem to be disturbed when I told you about their sexual mores, why you're not shy about walking in the nude, and why you were able to have sex in the open where others could have seen you."

"Yes," Gerald confirmed. "In a sense we are practicing the same thing except that back home most people would consider our behaviour to be bizarre while these people view it as normal!"

Early the following morning, the men built an extra boat to carry Pedro, Aiko, Gerald and one of the elders. They were placed in the middle of the nine-boat convoy to ensure their safe passage through the labyrinth of jungles streams. The other eight boats carried the entire village population.

It took almost eight hours to reach the new location. The setting sun was hidden by think jungle. Fortunately, campfires could be seen in the distance and acted as beacons. After the children fell asleep, the entire village, except the old men and women, participated in a new homecoming party. The couple spent the third night of their Amazonian adventure in each other's arms.

Coming in Chapter 15 The Tribal Initiation: The couple joins the tribe.

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A Swinging Odyssey Ch. 15

Pedro's rap on the doorframe of their hut woke Aiko and Gerald from their slumber. Their third night among these people had been quite restful. Only the waning campfires had prevented the camp from falling into total pitch-blackness. Even the noises of the jungle night had failed to disturb them. The croaking of tree frogs and the chirping of insects even soothed the couple. Their songs of these creatures signalled that there was no danger nearby.

"Did you have a good night's sleep?" he asked.

Pedro wore an adornment around his waist. Otherwise, he remained naked.

"Very good," Gerald replied. "It's obvious you've come here for a reason Pedro. What's up?"

Both Aiko and Gerald hadn't bothered to put their clothes back on. Nudity was normal here. The day was hot and humid. If they wore their regular clothes, they would have wash them again.

"Three things," he summarized. "Firstly, now that the new village has been set up, everyone except the children and those women assigned to care for them, are supposed to look for food. The women will explore the nearby jungle looking for fruit, nuts, roots and other edible plants while the men fish and hunt."

"We've enough civilized food for ourselves to last several days. They don't need to hunt and gather for our sake," Gerald pointed out. "We have to be careful what we put in our North American stomachs. On the other hand, we'd be more than happy to help in whatever we can as long as they realize we don't have their knowledge and skills."

"That gets to my second point," Pedro said. "I already told them about food," Pedro replied. "As far as they're concerned, you can eat what you brought with you, but even an unskilled person can be useful as long as they're willing to follow instructions. At the very least, you could help carry extra food back to the village."

"So that means Gerald will be away for the better part of the day helping the men while I stay behind with the women tending the children or gathering edible plants. Right?" Aiko said.

"That's right," Pedro said.

Aiko and Gerald exchanged glances.

"Of course, we agree," Gerald said. "Our very presence is a burden to these people. The least we could do to thank them for their hospitality is to help them in whatever way we can, limited as it may be."

Pedro informed the elders. They nodded in affirmation.

"And what's the third thing," Aiko prompted.

"You stink," Pedro laughed. "They smell the insect repellent you put on yourselves. They think animal poop smells better. If you don't want to offend your hosts' noses, you should use the local remedy. Keep the commercial repellent in you bag until just before our rescuers arrive."

"So what's the remedy?" Aiko asked.

"Arrieras ants," Pedro replied. "Their a type of army ant whose smell bad to other insects although to us they smell okay."

"Ants!" Aiko shuddered. "Army ants."

"Don't worry," Pedro said. "They're harmless to humans. Do either of you have aversions to harmless ants," Pedro asked.

"No we don't," Aiko replied. She was determined to do whatever these people did.

Pedro waved over a man and a woman. They took the couple to an arrieras ant nest, and showed them how to do it. They stuck a hand into the nest until it was covered in ants. Then they rubbed their hands together, crushing them into a mix of guts and chitin particles. Then they applied the crushed ant guts to their bodies.

Aiko and Gerald gamely followed suit.

"Look at this way," Gerald told his wife. Ant guts small a lot better than a tapir. Tapir stink really bad. If we had to cover ourselves in tapir shit, I probably would have taken my chances with the bugs."

Aiko only looked at him, unsure if he was joking or not.

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An hour later, Pedro returned with the two elders. They had tribal adornments in their hands. The old woman placed two adornments around Aiko's waist.

"I told them you have two daughters at home," Pedro explained. "These adornments symbolize fertility, motherhood and the continuation of the people."

The old man hung a different type of adornment around Gerald's waist.

"This adornment represents full manhood," Pedro said. "Normally, a male of the tribe would get this adornment after his formal initiation into the clan. But," he laughed, "since you have fathered two children, you are obviously a man, although not a man of the tribe. These people are practical."

The foreign couple smiled. Although they were pale-skinned, largely ignorant of the ways of these people, and lacking in any skills useful in the jungle, they were happy. The gift of adornments symbolized this tribe's tolerance, if not acceptance, of their presence among them. It was a new adventure among people they really liked.

"Let's go," Pedro said. "It's time to go hunting and fishing."

Aiko accompanied the old woman to join the women and children. She wondered what her duties would be.

The old woman led Aiko to a group of four women, all of them with baskets. One of them had an extra basket; she handed it to Aiko. They gestured to her to follow them into the jungle. She did.

For several hours, the five women found and eventually filled their baskets with the jungle's hidden bounty. If she had been on her own, Aiko realized, she probably would have searched an entire day and still not be able to find enough to cover the bottom of her basket, let alone fill it. She respected them for the jungle lore.

On returning to the village, the women sat down in the shade of a large tree, that hung over the village's source of water. Upstream was a spring but in this location, a pool had formed where children joyfully played.

One of the women offered her coconut water from a freshly cut coconut. Aiko gratefully accepted her offering. She drank it down; it tasted so sweet.

Aiko saw them examine her with their eyes. They're curiosity got the better of them. Although they knew about the outside world, they, as Pedro had earlier informed her, had never met an Asian.

They put their fingers through her hair and saw the black hairy patch between her legs. Her eye colour was dark. To this extent, she resembled them. But in other respects, she looked quite different. Her skin was white, while theirs was almost a bronze colour. Her almond-shaped eyes, with its pronounced epicanthic fold stood in contrast to their large round eyes. Her nose was small, almost delicate, whereas the indigenous women had larger, broader noses.

One after another, they touched her. One rubbed her skin with her finger. She looked at her finger as if she were expecting to see white paint on it. Aiko guessed that some of these people had never seen people with skins as pale as theirs. Another woman put her hand on Aiko's breast, a touch that was driven not by sensuality but by curiosity.

They chattered, often addressing Aiko, but of course, she could not reply. "Too bad, I can't understand them,' she thought. 'Yet they are so friendly and make feel at home."

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The men returned well into the afternoon. There was excitement among. They were smiling and joyful. A couple of men were backslapping Gerald. Aiko wondered what had happened that caused Gerald to receive saw attention. He was smiling too.

"What's all that about?" she asked her husband.

"We were on our boats for quite a while following the riverbank. Some of the men fished while others looked for bigger game. I knew I couldn't help with the fishing, so I kept my eye out for game too. I was the first to spot the capybara," Gerald said proudly. "So we went after it. Pedro told him it would feed the entire village for the feast they plan to have tonight."

"Why should that make them excited," Aiko inquired. "Surely they hunt and eat them all the time. They're relative to the guinea pig. Native people living in the Andes raise guinea pigs as food. We keep them as pets."

"They were happy that I sighted the animal," Gerald explained patiently, "but it was not the cause of their excitement."

"Then what was it?" she asked again, a little exacerbated by her husband's apparent smugness. "Get to the point."

"What's this?" Gerald laughed. "You sound like a man. Usually, you want to hear the details. Now you want to get to the heart of the matter. So I'm giving you the story, and you'll find out soon enough why the men are so jovial."

Gerald was smiling from ear to ear. Aiko frowned.

"Just give me a chance to tell the story, okay?" he said. "Usually, you want to know all the details first. So I'm obliging you." He laughed again knowing he was keeping her in suspense.

"Anyway," he continued, "the men stopped fishing because all four boats were needed to surround the capybara and cut off its means of escape. Two boats of men moved to the shore, and two stayed offshore to cut off its avenues of escape by both land water. Capybaras are good swimmers, you know."

"So I've read," she said curtly. "Get on with it, Gerald."

"As we closed in, a couple of men jumped into the water close to shore. Then it struck."

"What struck?" Aiko asked.

"An anaconda."

"Anaconda?" she almost screamed. "That's the world's largest snake. One species, the green anaconda, can grow to almost 9 meters (30 feet) long. They're big and strong enough to crush and kill a man!"

"We were after the same prey. We were so intent on the capybara, we failed to notice the anaconda lying in wait below the surface of the water. It was about strike at the capybara when Rainbow jumped into the water in front of it. It wrapped itself around Rainbow, starting asphyxiate him. I did the only think I could think of. I grabbed a knife from the boat I was in and drove it through the snake's, killing it. I saved Rainbow's life."

AIko was agape. "You saved his life! You're a hero!" she said delightedly.

"Did you guys catch the capybara?" she asked.

"Nope."

"You came back empty-handed?"

"Nope. We came back with meat, snake meat to be exact."

Aiko looked toward the boats. The men were dragging a massive green snake onshore where they would butcher it into more sizable chunks.

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She also saw Pedro, the two elders, Scar and Rainbow approach. They had been holding a conference.

It was the old man who spoke. He had an adornment in his hand.

Pedro spoke. "Gerald, the elder's message is this: You are a very brave man who put yourself in danger to save the life of a man you barely know. Only a warrior or someone who has done an exceptionally brave act in defence of his tribe can wear such an adornment. He, the elder, and Scar, are the only two men who are allowed to wear such an adornment."

The elder spoke again.

"But he is in a quandary," Pedro explained. "He cannot give this it you as long as you are not of the people. He asks that you honour them. He wants you and Aiko to join the tribe so that he may properly honour you by offering you this adornment. It includes the snake's fangs."

Gerald asked the obvious question. "How do we join the tribe?"

"Through an initiation ceremony at tonight's feast. It is very similar to the one that would take place, if a man or woman from another clan were to join."

"And what does the initiation ceremony entail?"

"A dance followed by a physical union that symbolizes tribe unity."

"Physical union?" Aiko asked. "What do you mean?"

"Sex," Pedro said smiling. "Remember every woman is, to use a 'civilized' word, married to every man, and every man is married to every woman. Therefore, you join the tribe by, if you'll excuse the use of an inadequate English word, 'marrying' into the tribe. Of course the marriage has to be consummated."

"Oh," Aiko said stretching out the sound.

"And what about you," Gerald asked Pedro.

"I've been invited to join the tribe too. They say I have brought much good luck to their people. Good luck is something to be kept."

"Give us just a minute alone," Gerald said.

Pedro walked away.

"Let's go for it," Aiko said. "This is so exciting."

"You're insatiable," Gerald said smirking.

"So are you," she replied. "But we aren't really doing anything we haven't done before. The only thing that's different is this totally unexpected turn of events."

"True," he agreed.

Gerald signalled to Pedro. Their guide was talking to Scar and Rainbow.

"Tell them we would be very honoured to be of the people," he told Pedro.

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Some of the men butchered the snake and the spent a good part of the afternoon repairing their boats and fashioning their hunting spears. Gerald joined several others in search of brush and wood for the night's campfires. Some where placed near the huts, but a one particularly large pile of brush was placed in the clearing where the lovemaking had taken place. Pedro told them that the ceremony adopting them into the tribe would take place there, out of earshot and eyeshot of the huts.

Aiko helped the women prepare the evening's feast.

When the clan's chores were completed, the men and women separated. Pedro explained to Aiko and Gerald that every man and women would don ceremonial paint in preparation for the three's initiation into the clan. Only the elders and the two women who were still having their periods returned to the huts taking the children with them. They would tend the campfires while the festivities took place.

As dusk approached, the feast began. Everyone, men, women and children partook of the food hunted by the men and gathered by the women. Aiko and Gerald restricted themselves to eating snake meat because it was thoroughly cooked and therefore presumably safe to eat.

After about an hour later, the children and the four adults assigned to care for them and to tend the campfires near the huts followed the path through the forest back to the huts, leaving eight women and nine men behind including the three to be initiated into the clan.

After a few more minutes the ceremony began in earnest. Some of the men began to dance and chant. Each threw bark into the bonfire. Then the women joined them, also throwing bark into the bonfire. Aiko and Gerald assumed that tossing bark into the bonfire had some ritualistic significance.

Later, they noticed that the burning bark gave off an aroma thaty was pleasant but otherwise indefinable and unidentifiable. Obviously these indigenous people knew what they were doing. Gerald thought it might be some sort of offering to a local deity. He doubted that its purpose was to keep the mosquitoes at bay. The smoke and heat from the bonfire was more than adequate for that task even without a coating of freshly crushed arrieras ants rubbed into their skin.

Aiko and Gerald saw the dancers gesture to them in an obvious invitation to join them. They got up. At first they watched the indigenous dancers in an attempt to understand the rhythm and the sequence of the dance steps. Once they got the hang of them though, they danced around with their soon-to-be clan mates.

After a while, Gerald felt a bit strange, almost as if he were on some kind of high, and he was feeling hornier. Gerald suspected that the burning bark had both a hallucinogenic and aphrodisiac qualities.

At one point as they circled the bonfire, Gerald found Aiko beside him. "I think the bark they're throwing in the fire is giving me a horny high," he told her.

"Yeah, me too" she said, "and we might more sensitive to it because we're not used it. I've never, ever taken an drug unless it is prescribed by a doctor or a dentist."

"Same here," Gerald said, 'but it may be seen as a grave insult to our hosts if we were to leave."

"I know. We can't leave," she agreed.

Then they lost track of each other. They continued to dance and breath in the acrid odour of the bark burning in the bonfire. Time and space seemed to twist. Otherwise their senses remained clear but also more acute.

Time seemed to both flow and stand still. The rhythmic dancing and chanting continued as men and women circled the bonfire.

After a while, Gerald realized there were fewer dancers around. The chanting was not as loud as it was earlier. Something was happening.

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Men and women began pairing off, clasping each other in various intimate ways.

Gerald sought out Aiko again, and saw her, in all her glorious nudity, still gyrating around the bonfire. Then one of the men approached his wife. He couldn't tell who it was; it was too difficult to distinguish faces in the flickering light. He thought it was probably Scar. But whoever it was, there was no mistaking he was in a full state of arousal. His dark and sturdy erection stood in sharp contrast to the bonfire that backlit it.

Then a second man approached her. It was Rainbow. He was certain of that. How could he not recognize the face of the man whose life he had saved? Of course, the feather in his hair gave him away too.

Gerald didn't see what happened afterwards because a woman suddenly embraced him, diverting his attention away from his wife. She put one hand on his cock and used the other to cup his balls, massaging them delicately. She had the unusual ability to stroke up and down his cock and massage his balls at the same time. He couldn't judge her age, but her figure suggested she probable had at least one child, maybe more. That didn't matter to Gerald; he did not discriminate based on age, although he had his preferences in physical types.

He loved Aiko, yet she was not his 'type' when he first met her. Or so he thought at the time. He had not even dated an Asian women, let consider one as a lover and eventually as a wife and the mother of his children, that is, until he had met Aiko. He had fallen in love with her, married her and fathered two girls by her.

'Maybe I'm kidding myself about what kind of woman is my type," he thought. 'In my swinging life, I've enjoyed all types of women. Maybe the truth is any woman can be my type. But one thing is for sure,' he continued to think, 'I wouldn't trade my wife for any other woman in the world.' Then he realized what he was thinking wasn't exactly accurate. 'Correction,' he thought 'I would trade her for another's man wife but only temporarily.'

He smiled. The woman raiding the treasury for the family jewels looked at him questioningly. She broke Gerald's reverie by dropping to her knees and taking him into her mouth, while continuing to massage his balls.

He gasped. He closed his eyes 'Oh man,' he thought, 'that feels so good.'

Gerald wasn't the kind of guy who let a woman do all the work. Nor did he want to shoot off prematurely. He wanted to take this dusky woman in orbit with him. He pulled her back up. He wrapped his arms around, stroking her up and down her back. Once in a while he settled on her luscious hips. He followed their contours to her equally ample ass, stroking and squeezing her ass-cheeks.

She giggled and smiled at him to show her delight and to encourage him to continue. She ducked out for a few seconds only to bring back a mat or reeds. They got onto the matt and continued their embraces and kisses. They lay down beside each other. Gerald saw the lust in her eyes. This woman was about to experience something she probably never imagined in her wildest dreams, sex with a white man.

The woman lay on back. She opened her legs, exposing her most intimate female parts, for him to see, in a universally understood invitation. Even in the firelight, he saw moisture glisten between her legs. She was apparently more than ready. But rather than accepting the open invitation, he lay down beside face to face. He let his hands travel all over the body. Once in a while he suckled her tits. She moaned in pleasure.

Gerald turned himself around so that they were in a 69-position. She swallowed his cock, sucking it eagerly. Gerald licked her pussy, travelling up and down her labia, never missing to slide his tongue over her clitoris or sticking his tongue into her vaginal opening. Her vaginal nectar had a very different taste to that of other women he had performed cunnilingus on, different but very good. He attributed her taste to exotic character of her daily diet of fruits and roots, insects and fish with the occasional snake or capybara thrown in.

Gerald's unexpected attention caused his lover to orgasm. He turned around again, mounting her in one stroke. He pumped into her, slowly at first and then with increasing vigour. She mumbled something in her language. Given hot wet she was, Gerald figured that she was telling him she was ready to cum again.

He was ready, He came, blasting the contents of what she had been massaging deep into her insides. She bellowed out her joy and pleasure in their mating.

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Meanwhile, Aiko was the recipient of the double attentions of Scar and Rainbow. They put her down on a reed mat. They gazed at each other. She had no doubt of what they were wondering, namely, what would it be like to impale her on their indigenous spears. To be truthful, she was looking forward toward meeting ever thrust.

They stroked her for a long time, her breasts, her thighs, her hips. Once in a while they flipped her over to stroke her back and to explore her heart-shaped ass. Sometimes they replaced their hands with their mouths. They licked and stroked everything, everything, that is, except her pussy.

Aiko squirmed at their touch. She felt herself become hotter, more excited, wishing they would go further, knowing that they wouldn't understood her words but probably would understand her meaning. Aiko usually didn't take the initiative. So she waited to see what would happen next.

The two men spoke to each other but of course Aiko had no idea what they were talking about. She would learn soon enough.

They raised her up on her hands and knees.

A further discussion took place between them. Scar got down on his knees in front of Aiko's face. He took hold of his penis and put it to her lips and prodded her mouth with it. Aiko got message; she opened her mouth. Scar took his time to push his stiff spear down her throat. For a little while she thought maybe Scar intended to cum in her throat. But he didn't pump; he restrained himself.

Meanwhile, Rainbow positioned himself at the other end. Aiko felt his manhood bump against her ass-cheeks. She wondered if he was going vaginal or anal. He didn't do either. He lay down on his back, placed his face where he could see the outside curvature of her ass, grabbed her hips and then pulled her pussy onto his mouth.

'Fellatio and cunnilingus,' Aiko concluded mentally, 'I guess I'm getting and giving the oral treatment tonight. Give and you shall receive.'

Aiko was normally a rational person with a logical and systematic turn of mind but sex invariably caused rationality to dissipate in favour of sensual pleasure.

Meanwhile, Rainbow took his time working Aiko into a fever-pitch. Finally, Aiko pointed in the general direction of her own behind. She didn't know how else to convey her need for male flesh to insides of her body.

She put her hand down on the ground. It just occurred to her that Rainbow might interpret her pointing at her ass as an invitation to take her anally. She was desperate to feel a cock inside her womb. She jiggled her ass again in invitation. Suddenly, she felt Rainbow's cock slide smoothly into her hot wet womb. Fortunately, Aiko thought, he had decided to make a contribution to the creation of her baby. Little did Rainbow know that she had already passed menopause.

'Let him think he's making me pregnant,' she thought. 'Let him think he is filling me with his life-giving juices. It'll make him hornier and harder if he thinks he can impregnate me.'

Seconds later, that thought left her sex-addled brain. Rainbow's vigorous pumping into her soon brought her to her orgasmic peak. She came. So did he. He flooded her insides with his semen.

While Rainbow was mounting Aiko from behind, Scar remained still, all the while keeping his cock in her throat. He watched Rainbow pour everything he had into Aiko. As Aiko started to come down from her orgasmic high, she fully expected Scar to ejaculate in her mouth. But he didn't. Instead, he took Rainbow's place to make his own contribution to the future.

Once more, Aiko soared to her high. Once more the stars burst as Scar mixed his sperm in her womb with Rainbow's.

Exhausted, Aiko collapsed on the mat. She dozed off. Once in a while, she was aroused from her sleep, sometimes by a thumping motion against her ass, others times between her legs. She wondered to her self, how it was possible that two men could so insatiable. The last thing she remembered, before finally falling into a very deep sleep, was that good sex was better than a sleeping pill.

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Aiko woke up late in the following morning to find herself in a hut. She had not even noticed that she had been carried from the intiation grounds all the way back to their hut.

Gerald was sitting on his haunches, smiling at her. He kissed her affectionately, then showed off the adornments that designated him as a member of the clan, as a father of the people and as a warrior.

"You had a really long sleep, gorgeous," he said. "As a matter of fact, it's almost noon. You must have had a really good time, last night."

"I did," Aiko admitted. "Rainbow and Scar wouldn't let me alone all night. They kept having sex with me until I was so tired I fell asleep while they were still going at it. I feet as if every man here took me."

"Almost," Gerald remarked.

"Almost?" Aiko enquired. "What are you saying?"

I can't be absolutely sure, because I was bit preoccupied myself, but I think every almost man in the clan dipped into your box. The only thing I know for sure was Pedro and I weren't among them."

"You mean I went through almost every man in the village?" she gaped.

"It would be fairer and more accurate to say that almost every man went through you," he said laughing. "Even the elder had his turn."

"Not Pedro? Why?"

"He can't help but see himself as our guide and us as his clients. I don't think he feels comfortable having sex with you, especially considering I'm around. Pedro is an upright person, who has come to see us, not as clients, but as his friends. He's worked in 'civilized' society for a long time, so, inevitably, he's picked up some of its attitudes, such as you don't fuck your friend's wife."

"So how was your initiation?" Aiko asked, deciding to change the subject.

Gerald laughed. "It was awful. Two clanswomen milked me for all I was worth. When they were finished with me, I was so weak I couldn't get up. I just fell asleep on the mat."

"Only two, Gerald?" she said.

Then they both laughed.

"And you know what's really strange?" Gerald asked.

"What?"

"I am genuinely proud to be a member of this tribe. Just in case you're wondering, I didn't mind sharing you with clansmen last night.

"Me too," Aiko declared happily. "I know we have to leave here to go back to our own world, but I'll never forget this experience."

"By the way, here are your adornments," her husband said handing them over. "That little orgy late night was our initiation into the tribe. You're now a full-fledged clan mother and the wife of ten husbands."

Aiko blushed, her marriage to them clearly consummated by the previous nights nightlong orgy.

As they exited the hut, Carlos informed them he just got off the phone. "They've triangulated our position. Because these people want no contact with the outside world, they don't want our rescuers to come here to their village. Instead, they will take us to a settlement about three hours hiking from here. We will meet our rescuers there on the day after tomorrow."

"Well, you better relish your time here while you can, hon," Gerald said. "I almost forgot," he added. "Pedro says the women have relieved you of your daily chores for today. So relax."

In Chapter 16 Jungle Guests: The couple's jungle sex adventure concludes.

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A Swinging Odyssey Ch. 16

In marked contrast to the previous night's initiation and consummation into the clan, the following day was relatively uneventful. Hearing the news that they were about to be rescued and would soon return to civilization, Aiko and Gerald were of two minds. On the one hand, they were reluctant to see their unusual adventure come to an end. On the other hand, they were anxious to get back home to their family and friends; they had jobs to do and their own life to lead.

Later in the morning, Gerald and Pedro were chatting with each other.

"We're enjoying our adventure among these people," Gerald told him, "and neither Aiko nor I would trade this experience for any other in the world."

The clan, both men and women, feel the same. They wish you could stay but you must leave for your own reasons, but also for theirs," Pedro said. "Scar and I talked about it. He believes you two are too used to your civilized way of life to be able to live like them for long. More important, you two don't have the necessary survival skills to live in the jungle for the long haul."

"Scar is a very perceptive man," Gerald observed. He is a good leader for these gentle and remarkably practical people," Gerald said. "We will miss them."

"I will tell Scar what you just said. The members of the clan will be very happy to receive confirmation of your respect and affection for them. Without a doubt, the clan will miss you and Aiko too. They don't expect they'll ever see anyone from the outside world quite like you two."

"We leave here on the day after tomorrow," Gerald reiterated just to make sure.

"Yes," Pedro confirmed.

"So what are we going to do until then?" Aiko asked. She had joined them just in time to hear Gerald express his regrets about the impending end of their adventure.

"You're supposed to relax today, Aiko, but tomorrow you can resume your duties helping the women with their chores," Pedro replied. "The clan will have guests tomorrow from a neighbouring village. Scar and one of the other men are leaving this afternoon to meet two men from a neighbouring clan at a pre-arranged place known to both clans and then bring them back here."

"What's the occasion?" Aiko asked.

"Apparently, at a previous meeting several months ago, they had discussed an exchange of adult age children. As you know by now, a child who has reached maturity has to leave the clan to join another clan. His or her new clan will then initiate them both as clan members and into adulthood. If all goes well, they will finalize an exchange of adult children, probably in about a month."

"So while Scar and the other two clansmen are away, what are the rest of the men to do?" Gerald asked.

"Rainbow will lead us on a hunting and fishing and expedition. We're obliged to ensure out guests have all the usual comforts of home."

"Then there's no time to relax," Aiko observed. "The women need my help. So it's time for me to get off my tired..."

"...but beautiful,' Gerald interjected.

"...butt and earn my keep by helping the women with what little skill I have," she concluded while smirking at her husband's interjection.

"Don't worry, hon," he snickered as she walked away, "I'm sure you'll have an opportunity to help the men with your other considerable skills."

Aiko hesitated, turned her head around and stuck her tongue at him.

A few minutes later, Scar and the clansman accompanying him started their hike through the jungle to their rendez-vous with the men from the neighbouring clan. They were expected to return tomorrow with their guests.

The remaining clansmen also departed, leaving the women and children to gather plant foods of various sorts and work on repairs to their baskets. The women talked to each other in their incomprehensible language while their children played. The elder had little to do; he was the only adult who relaxed.

Aiko rejoined the clanswomen. Work was pleasant, she realized, because it was integrated into their social life and no one was ever in a hurry. They worked to live; they didn't live to work. They found happiness in cooperation and their primitive equality. Unbidden, the concept of primitive communism came to her mind, primitive communism, a term coined by Frederick Engels to characterize pre-agricultural human society.

Her thoughts returned to the present. Unfortunately, this way of life was impossible in so-called civilized society. Aiko hoped that they would survive what seemed to be the inevitable onslaught of civilization.

The men returned late in the afternoon. This time they actually did catch a capybara without having to fight an anaconda. They brought back several fish as well. One of the men skinned and gutted the capybara. He handed it to one of the women who proceeded to prepare it for the evening meal. They would have enough for tomorrow's visitors too.

That night, wrapped in each other's arms, Aiko and Gerald had a long deep sleep.

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Aiko woke up in the morning to discover that Gerald had already risen. She stuck her head out of the hut and saw that Gerald and Pedro were helping the other men repair their boats. The two men seemed to have become fast friends.

Aiko joined the women, helping them prepare for the arrival of their guests. As she worked on her chores, she remembered what Gerald had told her about Pedro: He had not been among her lovers on the night of their initiation into the tribe. He had been reluctant to exercise his rights as a new clansman because the civilized side of his mind told him he was their guide and had to act professionally.

It was difficult for Aiko to hear what they were saying but what she heard told what she needed to know.

"I've seen the way you look at her," Aiko heard Gerald tell Pedro.

Pedro looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I'm forgetting I'm your guide and responsible for your safety until we are rescued. Please don't take offense. She is an attractive woman."

"Yes, she is," Gerald replied. "And I'm not offended. Neither have I forgotten we belong to the same clan."

Pedro looked quizzically at him.

Her chores finished, Aiko decided it was time to join the men's conversation. It was also time for her to take the initiative in rectifying an injustice in the clan.

"I think Aiko overheard us," Gerald said as he saw Aiko approach. "Go ahead. Ask her. Maybe she's in the mood. From previous experience, she probably is."

But Pedro didn't have the chance to ask.

"I am a woman and mother of the people," Aiko said addressing Pedro. "We both have the right to ask, and we both have the right to agree or refuse."

It dawned on Pedro that Aiko was propositioning him.

"It is offense to these people for a wife and a husband not to consummate their marriage. As long as we are among these people, Pedro, you are as much my husband as every other clansman here, including Gerald. So I want you to make love to me," she said. "Take me."

Pedro's penis began to harden. It appeared between the strands of his adornments.

"I can tell you want to, too," she added smiling.

"She's definitely in the mood," Gerald added encouragingly.

Aiko saw Gerald give her a slight nod, confirming he was okay with her initiative. She made a small pucker with her lips as if to throw a thank-you kiss in his direction.

Taking Pedro's hand, Aiko pulled Pedro's hand. "Come," she said, "to my hut."

Pedro resisted Aiko's pull. Unsure of himself, he tossed another inquiring look at Gerald.

"Really, it's okay," Pedro, really," Gerald assured him. "As long as we're among these people, we are clansmen. We aren't tourists; you aren't our guide. We are ruled by the clan's customs. In short, until we leave here, she's as much your wife as she is mine."

Still holding Pedro's clansman hand, she tugged at him again. "Please," she said, "I want you."

Aiko let go of his hand and stepped into the hut. A flap of skin dropped down over the entryway to prevent anyone from seeing her inside.

This time Pedro's desire over-ruled his unease. He lifted the flap, stepped in, and then closed it behind him. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the relative gloom of the hut's interior. Aiko was sitting on her haunches.

Pedro approached. Lust sparkled in his eyes. He got down on his knees in front of her. He pulled her to her knees. Pedro put his hands behind her head and pulled her lips towards his. Their lips met.

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At first, he kissed her gently, but each subsequent kiss became more ardent than the previous one. After a few kisses, his tongue entered her mouth. Aiko welcomed his lingual intrusion. Soon their tongues were duelling. The kissing aroused them both.

As they kissed, Pedro at first embraced her tightly against him, pressing her soft warm pale-skinned female body against his own hard dark-bronze male body. His hand and arms flowed up and down her back. He groaning and grunted his lust. His erection reached it full length; it pressed against Aiko's belly. He shifted away from her for a second to allow his cock to stand straight up. He resumed his passionate embrace.

Aiko responded to his urgency with an urgency of her own. Her body prickled with the need and the desire to submit herself to him. She returned his kisses with equal ardour and wrapped her arms around his back, feeling his muscles ripple. His rampant manhood twitched against her belly.

When Pedro finally broke his long hot kiss, he separated from her only enough to allow his hands to explore her breasts. Her nipples were already stiff. Yet they still seemed to respond to his touch. Instinctively, he knew this woman was made for sex. His inhibitions gone, Pedro took over the initiative.

Although the clansmen had more than satisfied her during the night of her initiation, Aiko surprised even herself in the strength of her need for another sexual union. Her mating instinct took over. She wanted Pedro to invade her body with that stiff male muscle pressing against her belly. She yearned to have it inside where it could ignite the rush to that joyful sexual peak that made her feel so alive.

"Umm," she groaned as his hand explored the femaleness between legs. He stroked her labia. Then he stuck two fingers into her hot wet hole. With his fingers covered in her fluids, he used them to stroke her clitoris.

Aiko groaned again, trembling, as his erotic fondling reverberated through her body. She reached for his cock; it felt like an iron bar. She stroked it.

Pedro gasped. He was already oh so ready. He breathed heavily and unevenly in desperate excitement.

"Please," he pleaded.

"Please what?" she asked with mock innocence. She stopped stroking his cock.

"You know what!" he smiled.

"You mean this long hard thing I've got in my hand?"

"Yes," he croaked.

"How do you want me?" she asked. "Missionary?"

Pedro smiled at her allusion to people who dedicated their lives to bring sanitized sex to the native masses. He understood her sense of humour. He also realized she used humour to abate his overwhelming desire for her, to regain some of his self-control. He continued fondling her.

Pedro then did something curious; he folded the two mats in the hut and put them behind Aiko. The Asian woman took his action to mean he was planning something.

After a few minutes more of his ardent caressing and fondling, Aiko wrapped her fingers around his Pedro's cock. It was her signal that she was ready for his entry into her body.

Pedro dropped down on his haunches. Putting herself into a crouch, Aiko pressed her body against his. Still holding onto his male hardness, she directed his hot rod toward the hot wet hole of her vagina. She put the head of his cock between her swollen labia, pulling him into the target just a little. She let go of his cock.

Pedro now took the initiative. He slid his cock into her until the whole thing was buried deep inside her. He sighed as her wet warmth enveloped his rock-hard cock. Once he was fully inside her, Pedro carefully laid her down on her back, ensuring that her shoulder landed on the folded mats. He himself remained on his haunches in an upright position. Aiko's hips rested on his thighs. No part of Aiko's body touched the ground.

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Aiko understood. If her shoulders were on the ground, Pedro's cock would be forced to bend perpendicular direction relative to his body, a position that could be uncomfortable, even dangerous, for the man if not carefully done, but the big advantage for the man was that it allowed him to do go even deeper than usual. She couldn't recall the name of this position.

Pedroe wrapped his arms around Aiko's hips to keep her in position. He slowly withdrew his cock until all but the head of it was outside, then he plunged in again. His cock pulsed with the promise of hot ecstasy still to come.

Aiko felt his cock press against the front part of her vagina. He hit her G-spot. She shuddered and sighed as he slid up and down inside her for several minutes, brushing over her internal erogenous zone.

Aiko began to soar. "Oh god," she groaned.

Aiko hadn't tried this particular position before, but it was delicious the way his cock rubbed against the walls of her vagina and made his cock penetrate deep inside her.

She also saw the strange look on his face. It looked as if he was in pain but she had no doubt that what he felt was the pleasure of an impending orgasm.

Aiko was ready for him. "Do it!" she demanded, "Do it! Now!"

Pedro moaned. His cock detonated. Spurt after spurt gushed into Aiko's erotic cavity.

"Yes, yes!" she whispered as she crashed into her climax. "Fill me! Fill me!" as Pedro heaved thrust into her.

When it was over. Pedro kissed her gently. "Thank you. You truly have the heart of a clanswoman."

After he cleaned himself, he stepped out of the hut. Scar and the other men had just returned with their two guests. He knew he had a job to do, act as interpreter to Aiko and Gerald.

Meanwhile, Aiko stayed behind in the hut. She needed a few minutes to make herself more presentable. Then she, too, stepped out of the hut.

* * *

Meanwhile Pedro, accompanied by Gerald, joined the men, including the two guests, who were in the midst of a discussion. They stared at him. They stared even more at Aiko when she exited the hut.

"Let me explain something," Pedro told Gerald. "When Scar told our guests about his two very unusual clan members, they thought he was pulling an elaborate practical joke on them. Now that they've seen us, they know it was no joke."

Pedro was about to continue when the two strangers approached them, a tall white man and a petite Asian, in open curiosity.

After a few moments, the discussion among the clansmen continued. Pedro refrained from interpreting for Aiko and Gerald. "Mostly greetings, trading information about hunting and fishing conditions, those of things," he explained.

The next time Pedro spoke he informed them that Scar and his two guests had finalized arrangements to exchange adult children.

After a few more minutes, Aiko and Gerald saw surprise light up Pedro's face. He glanced very briefly at Aiko. Whatever they were talking about seemed to concern Aiko.

"So what's going on now?" Aiko asked. She had noticed his quick glance too.

Pedro looked embarrassed. "According to the customs of the clans, guests are entitled to all the comforts of home."

"What's that got to do with me?" Aiko asked.

"It means they have a right to enjoy the company of a woman of our clan for the night."

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"Why tell me this?" Aiko wondered, and then it dawned on her.

"Oh, you mean one of them chose..."

"You, Aiko" Pedro completed, "provided you're willing and able," he added.

"Me? But I just had sex with you this morning, Pedro, and with Scar and Rainbow two nights ago. That's usually enough for me," she protested.

"Are you sure?" Gerald teased. "Don't you want to be wanton woman again today?"

"What are you talking about? I'm pretty wanton already, I would say."

"You're a wanted wanton woman. But fair enough, hon," Gerald added, "you have the right to refuse. Let me talk to them. I'll explain the situation. I'm sure they'll understand."

Using Pedro as his interpreter, Gerald talked to the Scar and his two guests. Aiko decided not to listen to the discussion. It made her feel strangely uncomfortable, and excited, to see her real-world husband negotiating with total strangers about having have sex with her.

After a few minutes, Gerald walked over to her.

"What did they say?" Aiko asked.

"They understand your reluctance. They acknowledge you are a woman of the people, and therefore you have the right to refuse. But there is still a feast to honour our guests. More hours of discussion will no doubt take place between now and then, among Scar, Rainbow, the elders and the two guests." Gerald smirked at this point. "So they'll ask you again later today in the hope you'll change your mind. If you don't change your mind, they will select some other women, provided our guests are still in the mood of course."

"Men always stay in the mood," Aiko replied dryly. "If I were to take care of every man's horny needs, I'd wear soon out my pussy."

"I doubt that, Aiko," Gerald laughed. " For sure, they'll be ready and willing. The only question is, will you? I suspect you'll be ready for another go at it soon enough."

After dusk, Pedro rapped on Aiko and Gerald's hut.

"Our guests want to know, if I'm more willing now than I was earlier to have sex with them, right?" Aiko guessed.

"That's right, Aiko," Pedro confirmed.

"Which one will it be?" she asked.

"Both of them."

"Both of them?" Aiko was only mildly surprised. She srugged.

Aiko had come to expect the unusual among these people. It wasn't as if she'd never had two men before. She had sex with two men the night before last. Besides, all that talk about sex was starting to make her feel hot again. There was an itch that needed to be scratched between her legs.

"Where are they?" she asked

"All take you to them," Pedro replied. "Don't worry about Gerald being alone tonight. One of the village women will come here very soon to keep him company."

"But that means..." Aiko began.

"You're staying the whole night with our guests. They,ll leave to return to their own village early in the morning."

Sure enough, as Aiko and Pedro left the hut, a village woman arrived. She smiled to Aiko, then entered the hut, lowering the flap behind her. Gerald kissed Aiko and then followed his lover for the night.

Inside the hut, Aiko heard the rattle of adornments being removed. A woman giggled. Apparently, Gerald wasn't wasting any time to prove he was still the great white warrior. His mighty spear would gain him another conquest.

Pedro led Aiko to the hut housing the two visitors. "In there," he said, "they are looking forward to the pleasure of your company. Like me and other clansmen, the thought of inseminating a woman as exotic as you are has keyed them up."

Aiko opened the flap and walked in. Pedro walked to another hut where his lover waited for him. He removed his adornments and then took her into his arms.

* * *

The men were waiting expectantly for her when she walked in. Lusty eagerness twinkled in their eyes as they scanned up and down her body. Aiko didn't mind; it excited her to be sexually desirable. She checked them out too. She even brazenly glanced down to determine their state of tumescence. With satisfaction, she saw the first signs of inflation, a sign that a large quantity of sperm would soon come into circulation.

In a society where nudity was acceptable and commonplace, what constituted clothes was a relative thing. Among these people, their adornments were their clothes. Taking off her adornments was equivalent to taking off your clothes. Aiko decided to take them off slowly.