A Mother and a Mate: The Tribe (loneiysong x GoldenGateSon)

[GoldenGateSon]

Nevits squatted quietly in the bushes as he eyed the lone deer grazing in the clearing. He looked to his left and right and saw the other hunters get into position, nodding at him to let him know that they were ready to act should the deer make a run for it. Raising his bow and cocking an arrow, Nevits exhaled and held his breath as he aimed, then released. Birds fluttered from the trees as the animal fell. It was a clean kill, and he and the other hunters appeared from the trees smiling at each other at their success, patting each other on the back as two of the hunters carried the prize back to the tribe.

Nevits strode at the front of the group, already a leader of his own group of hunters at the young age of 18. He stood at 5’9” with a lean, fit physique due in no small part to his role as a hunter within the tribe, just like his father before him. He was tanned from the exposure to the sun, as were the other members of his tribe, and in the midday heat, he brushed aside the black hair from his forehead, revealing his light brown eyes. Though his mother and other members of the tribe had spoken of his father to him and how much he resembled him, he had never personally met the man as his father had died soon after he was born. Though sad in a way, Nevits still had a good childhood, raised by members of the entire tribe who cared for him well. He suckled from the bosoms of many of the women and learned the ways of the world from many of the men, as was the custom with all children in the tribe. In this way, he had many mothers and many fathers, many brothers and many sisters, and he was never alone.

Though his father was gone, Nevits’ real mother was not alone either. Many of the men in the village came to share her bed during the day and in the night, and sometimes even women came to keep her company. Even if his father were still alive, nothing much would have changed, as the men and women of their tribe took on many lovers, though they only took on one mate with whom they would live. At 18 years of age, Nevits had already bedded many women, many of whom had helped to raise and breastfeed him when he was a boy. It was a duty of the older members of the tribe to teach the youth how to survive and to live, and lovemaking was merely another part of this teaching.

As Nevits re-entered the the village, he saw children running about and patted them on the head as they sped by. He saw men around the fires fletching arrows and discussing hunting patterns for the coming days. By some nearby huts, he saw women gathered about weaving baskets or fixing loincloths, the only article of clothing that the villagers wore. It was nothing more than a simple strand of twine wrapped about the waist, with a single thin flap of cloth draping down the front to cover the sex. The women went topless, their breasts hanging free so that they could more easily nurse the other members of the tribe, whether they be man, woman, or child. Milk from a woman’s breast was seen as a life giving, nourishing substance, and the members of the tribe were nursed from birth to old age. All the women of the tribe shared this responsibility together, just as all the men shared the responsibility of the hunt.

He continued on through the village until he saw one particular group of women in a circle sewing loincloths. He moved behind one of the women before kneeling down behind her, slipping his arms around her as his hands grabbed hold of her large, supple breasts. “Hello, Mother,” he said with a smile as he planted kisses on her neck and on her face. “The hunt was a success, though it’s made me quite tired and thirsty. I need a rest and a drink,” he said as his hands continued to gently knead at her milk filled breasts and his lips kissed at her bare neck and shoulder, making his intent perfectly clear. The other women of the circle merely smiled at the two, some of them giggling a bit as they went about their work.

 

[loneiysong]

Ritter was a wise woman. She was teh tribe's wise woman, communicator with the gods, and healer. She was basically the god's secretary in the tribe to serve the leaders and making sure that balance and happiness abounded in the tribe. She smiled as she woke up stretching in the safety of her hut. She looked over seeing a young woman, barely of age, cuddled up against her. She kissed the young girls cheek and stood up. She painted her body in markings of the day that her gods told her to.

She went out to the cluster of women she was usually around when she was not in her hut. She went to working on the tasks of the day. Some of the women were whisked away by men who had finished their chores, some of them their mates, some of them not. The mates of the tribe decorated and showed off their women how they wanted. This included piercings, hair decorations, anything the men wanted.

Ritter remembered the terrible fever that ferried her husband from this life to teh gods. It ravaged his body and ate away at his mind. She remembered her littel Nevits crying in the other section of the tent as if he knew his father was not much longer for this land. As she thought about this, a little boy toddled to her lap and took her nipple into his mouth and began to nurse. She continued at her job but as the boy began to suck, she msiled and held his head close to her breast and kissed his cheek. Soon the boy took what he needed and left her dripping some milk.

The women began to talk of affairs and goings ons. One of the women were pregnant. Pregnancy was not too common of an affair so this was a happy event to hear about. THe women believed that due to their healthy sexual lifestyle, when one man came into their body, it washed the previous man's seed out. She smiled and felt strong warm hands wrap around her and took hold of her breasts. Leaning back, she sighed and looked at her son. She had taught him how to be a good lover by herself and witnessing her and having men coach him. She looked at him and nodded.

"Then we best get to it." She excused herself from teh group and stood as her loincloth fluttered around her thighs. She walked with him to her hut and then moved to her furs. She laid back and took off her loincloth in the cool of the hut and looked up at him and smiled holding out her hands to him.

 

[GoldenGateSon]

As Ritter turned to look at him, Nevits smiled back at her as he leaned in for a deep, sensual kiss, open mouthed and full of tongue. He kissed her like this in front of the other women for a time as his hands continued to play with her perfect, motherly breasts. When he finally pulled back and his mother began to get up, he held her hands and helped her to her feet. He nodded farewell to the other women in the circle, taking notice that one of them was pregnant. With each woman having so many lovers, it was difficult to tell who the father was sometimes, and for all Nevits knew, the child may very well have been his.

As the couple walked back to their hut together, Nevits placed his hand on Ritter’s round, perfect bottom. He caressed and squeezed her plump cheeks as he kissed and nibble at her bare neck on the walk back. He touched his mother like this often when they were together, and it was something he had done since he had matured and become drawn to the female form. Growing up, he often witnessed Ritter making love first hand. Sometimes the men were hard and rough with her, and yet other times they soft and gentle. He learned from these events, and when he became of age, Ritter was the first women he bedded. She taught him all the finer points of making love to a woman, and since then they had practiced very often together.

It was tradition in the tribe that should a woman’s mate die, her eldest son would be bound to be her future mate. The same was true of a man’s mate and his eldest daughter. There were a few such mated pairs in the tribe, and Ritter and Nevits were merely another one such couples, though they had yet to go through the mating ceremony officially. As they entered their hut together, Nevits released his mother from his grasp momentarily and quickly removed his loincloth as she laid back against their furs, taking off her loincloth as well.

Nevits was already excited to bed his mother again, and his manhood was already growing in anticipation for their time together. All the men of the tribe were well endowed, and Nevits was no different. He was by no means small, measuring in at 8” in length and and 2” across, making him both long and thick, especially for his age. As he looked upon his mother’s naked from smiling back at him from her back, he got on his knees and positioned himself between her legs, pressing his ever hardening manhood against her bare sex. “I’ve been waiting for this all morning,” he husked into her ear as he took her hands in his, intertwining their fingers together as he began to grind against her.

His thick shaft rubbed up and down between her moistening lips and against her clit as he ground against her, growing to his full size and stiffness in no time. During this time, Nevits repeatedly press his lips to Ritter’s for open mouthed kisses in which his tongue and hers danced and wrestled over each other. When he felt that he was hard enough and that Ritter was finally wet enough, from their frotting, he angled his hips down and pressed into her. Even after all these years together and after she had so many men take her to bed, Ritter was still as tight as the first time the two made love together. Nevits groaned in pleasure as he sank all the way into her, an inch at a time until his fully cock was buried to the hilt inside of his mother.

“When will we have the mating ceremony, Mother?” he asked as he broke the kiss, looking into her eyes as he began to pump his hips. As the tribe’s wise woman and communicator with the gods, it was her duty to choose the most auspicious day and time for a pair to become mated, and it was up to her to also choose the time of her own mating with her son. As he waited for her response, he kissed down her chest until he found one of her erect nipples, taking it into his mouth as he began to suck on it and nurse from his mother. He rocked into her again and again, plunging his manhood deep into his mother’s welcoming sheathe, as he drank the delicious, life giving milk of Ritter’s breasts.

 

[loneiysong]

Ritter was a beautiful woman. She stood at 5'7 and was curvy. Her breasts were full and perky. Though she was not as tanned as nearly every other woman, she knew the rules and laws better than most if not all. Her skin was a soft shade of tan. Her eyes that were a dark grey, watched him. Her black hair was not adorned. When her husband died, she was mourning which entailed her cutting her hair off, to grow again to show new beginnings. Now it was long and curly.

She looked up as her son pulled off his clothes and grinned. Reaching out, she stroked his cock and looked into his eyes and chuckled. "So have I." She purred to him and then felt his hands slide into hers. Their fingers entertwining together. She held his hand and smiled softly. She sighed shifting as he moved his hands over her head and she wrapped her legs around him moaning feeling his cock rubbing against her pussy.

While her pussy was already wet, he was stroking her into a frenzy. She moaned and rocked her hips up and down and moaned for him. As she moaned, he caught her mouth oopen and kissed her deeply. She kissed back groaning. She sighed as he began to slip into her. She did exercises that kept her pussy and vaginas tight. She groaned as he sank his fat cock into her and she arched her hips up sighing.

"The gods have recently told us, that we are to complete our mating ceremony the next full moon. Then we will be joined as master and slave." She moaned and panted holding his head and held it as he began to feed from her milk. She moaned rolling her eyes up and panted shivering. She and several of the men of the tribe had taught him how to use his length. And gods did he know how to use it perfectly.

 

[GoldenGateSon]

Nevits loved it when Ritter wrapped her legs around his waist, and with her purring so seductively into his ear, he was driven wild with lust and desire. He increased the force and the speed of his thrusts, but he could only go so fast as Ritter’s pussy walls clenched down around his thick, penetrating shaft so tightly. She had told him of the exercises that she did to remain so tight and that it was a practice that all the women of the tribe took part in. The results showed, as the all the women of the tribe were all extremely tight as well, able to control their vaginal muscles expertly to pleasure their partners to the best of their ability. Ritter was special to Steven, however, almost as if her pussy was made specifically for his cock and his cock made specifically for her pussy the way they fit so perfectly together. Perhaps it was because they were mother and son, or perhaps it was simply coincidence, but sex with Ritter was pleasurable and unique in a way that sex with the other women of the tribe wasn’t.

As the couple continued to rock their bodies into each other and meld into one form, Steven was able to push his hips harder and faster into Ritter as she grew wetter and wetter with each thrust. He made sure to angle his hips up, allowing the head of his cock rub firmly against the roof of Ritter’s pussy and her g-spot. He also made sure to swing his hips just as he buried himself fully inside of her, allowing the base of his cock and his mound to rub up against her clit. These were all techniques of lovemaking that he had learned over the years fro his mother, the men, and the other women he had bedded. The moans and pants of his mother beneath him told Steven that these teachings were working.

As he ravaged her and listened to her answer as to when their mating ceremony would take place, Steven sucked hungrily at her breasts, playfully flicking and swirling his tongue across her erect nipples as he did so. When he learned that they would be joined at the next full moon, his heart leapt, knowing that it would only be a few short days away from now. “I can’t wait, Mother,” he groaned as he moved his head to hers, milk dribbling down her breast and out of his mouth as he did so. “You’ll finally be my slut, and we’ll make lots of children together. You’ll be my breeding whore,” he continued. Just saying the words got him excited and eager, making him thrust even harder and faster into her. He would soon be fully mated to his mother, and she would be his. The mere thought of it was bringing him closer to orgasm as the head of his cock began to press up against Ritter’s cervix and the entrance to her womb.

 

[loneiysong]

Ritter panted adn shut her eyes. Their hut and the area outside was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking. It was highly encouraged for a woman to be loud when her lover took her. Sex was not a shameful or taboo thing. It was a thing that was celebrated and shared. Like their family, lovers, everything was equal amongst the tribe. No one had something, the other could not have. This cut down on crime. She leaned her head back and moaned rolling her eyes and patned.

"Ohh, I have taught you well my son." She purred to him and smiled wider. She wrapped her arms around him moaning. He made her constantly proud. He was a great hunter. Everything about him was great. Maybe he was a demigod. She panted and shut her eyes and then opened her eyes feeling him grind against her and sucking on her breast. She then looked at him as he rested his head next to hers. She stroked his head and smiled wiping his mouth and chuckled.

"Yes, you will be my master, lover, and everything else." SHe panted and groaned feeling him thrust harder and faster. His pounding on her cervix drove her wild. She moaned and rolled her eyes and smiled wider.

 

[GoldenGateSon]

Ritter’s voice was loud as she cried out in pleasure beneath Nevits, and it made him smile knowing that he was pleasuring his mother so well. The other women of the tribe screamed as well when he made love to them, but each woman cried out in her own special way. Nevits had bedded nearly every single woman in the tribe and so he knew this, just as Ritter had been taken at least once by nearly every man in the tribe. Love was shared between everyone in their small community.

The praise that Ritter gave him as Nevits pounded into her encouraged him more, and he slammed into his other harder and deeper with each thrust. The cave and the area outside were filled with not just the sound of Ritter’s moans of pleasure, but the basic sounds of their union. Their hips clapped together loudly as Nevits’ balls slapped against Ritter’s round, mature ass.

When she went to wipe the milk from his lips, he smiled and pulled her finger into his mouth, sucking on it playfully before he leaned in to kiss her deeply and passionately. His mouth was opened wide as his tongue wrestled with Ritter’s and they exchanged saliva. His mother’s moans of pleasure the feeling of their bodies so perfectly intertwined was proving too much for Nevits, and he knew he would be finished soon.

“Hug me tight, Mother. I’m going to fill you with my seed,” he groaned as he grabbed her wide hips firmly, squeezing them tight for leverage as he slammed away harder and harder into Ritter beneath him. His hips were a blur as the sound of their slapping flesh filled the cave and echoed out of it along with Ritter’s moans. Nevits was groaning himself now as he neared orgaasm, and with one final thrust forward, his balls tensed, and he began to fill his mother with cum.

With a loud groan, he leaned into her for yet another kiss, this one even more deep and sensuous than the others. His chest pressed firmly into her, with Ritter’s large, supple breasts acting as pillows while her still erect and leaking nipples dribbled milk onto both of them. On his last thrust forward, he he had plunged his cock as deep as it would go, leaving the head pressed hard and firm against Ritter’s cervix as stream after stream of thick, hot cum poured out into her. He came so much that his seed began to pool up in the back of her cunt, even leaking out down the length of her vagina, down her ass, and onto their bed furs. Nevits collapsed onto his mother’s body, breathing hard and sweating from the exhaustion of such a vigorous mating and powerful orgasm. He laid there on her to recover, his huge cock still fully buried inside of Ritter’s pussy and spasming as the last streams of cum entered into her.

 

[loneiysong]

Ritter panted harder and harder. Feeling his balls slap against her. But when he told her to hug him tight, she wrapped her legs tightly around him and held his arms tightly. She gripped him all over. All her muscles went around to grip him tightly. Shutting her eyes, she moaned as her pussy gripped him harder. She panted rolling her eyes moaning and panting softly.

"Ohh baby, ohh baby yes." She rolled her eyes adn gasped as he came hard and she arched her hips howling as she squirted hard and fast over his lower stomach. She panted and leaned back covered in sweat and then shut her eyes holding him and panted softly. She felt him continuing to pump her. She shut her eyes groaning softly and smiled wider.

"Oh baby yes." She smiled and then bit her lip groaning softly.

 

[GoldenGateSon]

Panting as he rested on his mother’s breasts, Nevits could hear her breathing just as heavily. He had felt her squirt all over him, soaking their bed furs and mixing her fluids with his. Ritters was unique in this, as she was the only woman who could squirt in the tribe, and Nevits loved her for it. He felt his virile seed and her feminine juices flow out of her pussy, and after resting for some time wrapped in each other’s embrace, he lifted himself off of his mother a bit. “That was amazing,” he said with a smile as he leaned in and gave her a brief kiss, before reluctantly sliding his large cock out of her, letting even more cum ooze out from her pussy and onto the furs beneath them.

He then proceeded to stand up, his stiff cock finally starting to shrink back down. Though it was still covered in his and his mother’s cum, he didn’t bother wiping it off in anyway. Instead, he merely reached down and helped get Ritter back on her feet. The bed furs were drenches in Ritter’s feminine fluids and Nevits’ cum, and as he looked up his freshly fucked mother, he could see that his seed was seeping out of her pussy and running down her inner thigh.

“Mother, don’t clean that up and don’t put on your loincloth. I want the others to see how much I filled you with,” he said with a mischievous smile, a little proud at how much he pumped into his mother despite cumming that much every time anyway. He waited for Ritter to compose herself and fix her hair before they left the hut together. He had his hand on her plump, mature ass, fondling and squeezing it as they walked out together back into the village. “Well then, what needs doing today?” he asked her, hand still toying with her ass as they stood in the open. Another duty of the wise woman was to know the daily schedule and what needed to get done on a particular day. Nevits looked about the rest of the village with the tribe members going about their business as he waited for Ritter’s answer.