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Action Adventure Erotica: The Clamor Of The Mountains
Action Adventure Erotica: The Clamor Of The Mountains
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The Clamor Of The Mountains is an Action and Adventure Erotica short story - M/F. This erotica short story contains explicit content, erotic situations, graphic language and is suitable for readers 18 and over.
A story of a city girl falling in love with a wild, native man from a fierce head-hunting tribe is different. The hero, Aganas, is tall, long-haired, swarthy-skinned, and sinewy. The woman, Lucy, is lovely with shoulder-length hair, full lips, small straight nose, and round black eyes. As he emerged from the swirling rapids, he saw her then; she was draped by the dazzling sun’s rays, like a virgin in a pedestal, so pure and so lovely. Aganas blinked and stood momentarily stunned by the exotic beauty before him. She had a small, aquiline nose prettily perched above her full pink lips, and her heavily lashed, big, brown eyes peered at Aganas’ naked body as he resumed walking toward her. This is just the beginning for this unlikely duo. Which one of these beautiful, lusty young people will be in control of this relationship? How will the villagers handle this different romance?
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Lucy knew how to swim but she was not an expert; the swirling waters looked dangerous from where she stood. Silently, she peeled of the layer of clothing from her body. She hesitated when all that was left were her undies.
Aganas gave her a look that seemed to say: “discard those unnecessary strips of clothing; what are you ashamed of?”
Lucy knew nudity to the village people was part of their lives. She learned from schoolmates that married women, even when not bathing, go topless with just a “tapis” (a woven rectangular piece of clothing) around their waste to cover their private parts. There was nothing underneath the piece of material. When they bathe, they discard everything, without feeling conscious about their nakedness.
When she let go of the last piece of clothing from her body, however, there was a visible gasp of amazement from Aganas. She was a goddess, Aganas thought, as he held his breath when Lucy’s fair unblemished skin and taut, firm luscious breasts were revealed from beneath.
‘Let’s go,” Aganas grabbed Lucy’s hand and lead her to the water.
He could feel Lucy’s warm, soft skin against his, and this sent shivers through his body. Aganas was unaware that Lucy was also experiencing the same electrifying sensations. Lucy felt like she was zapped by 1,000 volts of live wire.
The cold waters of the swirling river did nothing to assuage Aganas and Lucy’s fiery bodies; the flames were slowly but steadily growing. Lucy was confident she could swim on her own, but the strong current swept her.
Aganas expected this and was ready to pluck her out of the water with his strong, sinewy arms.
“Here, hold on to my back,” Aganas hissed at Lucy. “There’s no time to waste, the river is swelling.
A story of a city girl falling in love with a wild, native man from a fierce head-hunting tribe is different. The hero, Aganas, is tall, long-haired, swarthy-skinned, and sinewy. The woman, Lucy, is lovely with shoulder-length hair, full lips, small straight nose, and round black eyes. As he emerged from the swirling rapids, he saw her then; she was draped by the dazzling sun’s rays, like a virgin in a pedestal, so pure and so lovely. Aganas blinked and stood momentarily stunned by the exotic beauty before him. She had a small, aquiline nose prettily perched above her full pink lips, and her heavily lashed, big, brown eyes peered at Aganas’ naked body as he resumed walking toward her. This is just the beginning for this unlikely duo. Which one of these beautiful, lusty young people will be in control of this relationship? How will the villagers handle this different romance?
Excerpt:
Lucy knew how to swim but she was not an expert; the swirling waters looked dangerous from where she stood. Silently, she peeled of the layer of clothing from her body. She hesitated when all that was left were her undies.
Aganas gave her a look that seemed to say: “discard those unnecessary strips of clothing; what are you ashamed of?”
Lucy knew nudity to the village people was part of their lives. She learned from schoolmates that married women, even when not bathing, go topless with just a “tapis” (a woven rectangular piece of clothing) around their waste to cover their private parts. There was nothing underneath the piece of material. When they bathe, they discard everything, without feeling conscious about their nakedness.
When she let go of the last piece of clothing from her body, however, there was a visible gasp of amazement from Aganas. She was a goddess, Aganas thought, as he held his breath when Lucy’s fair unblemished skin and taut, firm luscious breasts were revealed from beneath.
‘Let’s go,” Aganas grabbed Lucy’s hand and lead her to the water.
He could feel Lucy’s warm, soft skin against his, and this sent shivers through his body. Aganas was unaware that Lucy was also experiencing the same electrifying sensations. Lucy felt like she was zapped by 1,000 volts of live wire.
The cold waters of the swirling river did nothing to assuage Aganas and Lucy’s fiery bodies; the flames were slowly but steadily growing. Lucy was confident she could swim on her own, but the strong current swept her.
Aganas expected this and was ready to pluck her out of the water with his strong, sinewy arms.
“Here, hold on to my back,” Aganas hissed at Lucy. “There’s no time to waste, the river is swelling.
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