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He rubbed more, faster and faster, pulling the bunched-up foreskin back and staring at the fair-haired newborn Vark beneath him who was beginning to squirm and fuss. This time he wasn't going to waste his sacred seed - he was going to give it all to his mate, a generous gift from a benevolent lord.\n\nOwun felt the feeling building again, a primal sensation deep within his loins. He stopped stroking and pointed the tip of his manhood at Isisii's chest, but the first throb of orgasm was so powerful it jerked his member out of his grip, and sprayed the infant Vark in the face. Isisii protested as the ropy strands landed on her nose and lips, and then opened her mouth to wail allowing yet more of the stuff to splatter against the roof of her mouth. She raised her hands to clumsily protect herself, spreading her fingers wide and caught still more of the stuff against her palms before Owun almost collapsed on top of her, panting and winded.\n\nAfter having two orgasms in a matter of moments, Owun was rewarded with a brief wave of clarity. The urge was still there, but for now it seemed... further away, less urgent. His member still throbbed, jerking upward and leaking viscous fluid from its tip, but now it was hard and stiff, like a branch. or a bone. He also too this time to see exactly what he had revealed by removing that yellow cloth. Between Isisii's thick thighs was a ripe, rotund pair of lips, slightly darker in hue than the rest of her pale body. The Vark boy gently pried one of the baby's legs aside and watched as her lips spread slightly, revealing a slight gap between them, tipped by a small protruding bead of flesh. It was like a door that opened for only him\n\nWith his hand still on Isisii's leg, Owun decided to try to enter this new space. He aimed his slimy member between her legs and pushed his hips forward slightly, heedless of the newborn's wailing. She felt warm and soft, but as he pushed forward his member slipped out, sliding between the folds and over that small lump of flesh at the top. It felt good, but it wasn't what he wanted. So he tried again, pushing his manhood forward only to be stifled as it just slid along the gap. The Vark was undeterred, and just kept trying, pumping his hips back and forth repeatedly until the pleasure was too much, but by the time he realized what was happening he was too late to stop himself. He growled as he suddenly came again, still pumping back and forth like an animal as semen arced through the air landing on Isisii's face and Owun's own chin as his member bounced upward, almost high enough to slap his belly and still he didn't stop. He just pushed faster and harder, smearing the milky fluid around until his member was hard enough to plant itself into Isisii's mound and stay firmly planted. The abrupt stop took Owun by surprise and he gasped, unsure whether to feel pain or pleasure at the sudden clenching sensation. But he didn't have time to dwell on it. Owun could feel his foreskin being pushed back from the friction and all of a sudden his sensitive tip was completely engulfed, squeezed on all sides. The sensation was overwhelming. Owun gasped and pulled back, but his foreskin dragged back along his tip and pushed him over the edge again, leading to a forth sticky mess as his member bounced up and sprayed seed like a fountain. \"A-gah!\" Owun winced, grabbing his shaft to try and control it. He grunted in frustration. Isisii continued crying, apparently oblivious to the new mess that her mate had made.\n\nThe all-consuming pleasure was starting to wear on Owun. He was so sensitive that his loins were actually starting to ache, the muscles not used to being worked so hard in such a short period of time. But he had enough stamina to try again. And this time he wanted to make it count.\n\nHe pushed Isisii's leg aside again with one hand, and aimed himself into her puffy slit with the other. He could feel her squeezing and clenching again, but this time he expected it, and kept pushing in. Isisii was making it difficult. Each movement she made - and she was moving quite a bit - sent little shivers up his spine. But he needed to get that seed inside of her, and he couldn't trust himself not to mess it up this time. He held his breath and slowly let go of his shaft, keeping his other hand planted firmly on Isisii's leg. He was going to let her to the work this time, and with the amount she was writhing around it wasn't long before Owun's loins tingled again, like little sparks of lightning, and he unloaded again, this time right on target. His member twitched violently against Isisii's inner walls and he almost slipped out, but he pulled the other Vark's leg closer to keep himself inside, inadvertently pulling himself deeper than he previously thought possible. Ropes of thin fluid shot back out from the pressure and Owun winced, gripping Isisii's leg so tight he could see the flesh turn white before fading back to light green. The twitching spread throughout his loins like wildfire and the little chieftain found himself rocking back and forth even as he tried to keep from moving. Isisii must have felt something too, she wailed harder than ever as the fluid splattered inside her and began leaking all over the mat.\n\nOwun sighed in ecstasy, the fires in his loins finally starting to dwindle. But the embers still flickered. He pulled out slowly, feeling his foreskin again stick to the walls of the littler Vark until he finally pulled free with a wet pop, allowing still more of his seed to drool out. Isisii's gape had widened slightly, and her inner thighs were painted with fluid from multiple failed attempts at penetration. He could see the flesh inside was even more swollen and engorged than before, and that was only just from the tip. Owun wondered if - and how - he could go further. He knew he had to try.\n\nThe sheer amount of natural lubricant spread about and the slightly widened gap between Isisii's legs meant that entering her again was going to be easy, especially with Owun still hard as a stone. He leaned down again and tried to soothe the wailing infant, stroking her blonde head and making 'shh-shh' noises as his hands moved down to her hips. He lifted her up, quickly moving a hand to support her large head, and placed her against his shoulder, over his tattoo. The move was enough to startle the baby into ceasing her shrill crying as she looked around again with those big bright eyes, trying to make sense of the situation. Owun was overcome by a need to put his mouth on hers, so he reached down and kissed his mate on the mouth, rolling his tongue on her soft palette as she half-suckled his tongue.\n\nThen, with her upper body supported by his chest, he took both her legs and gently eased her down. He could feel the cooling fluids smearing between them as their bodies slid together. Again, entering her was easy, even if he couldn't see this time. He could feel her inner walls just touching his tip, tight enough and sticky enough that it almost felt like she was kissing him. Then, he gently eased her down some more, feeling the walls tighten around him before something soft and spongy gave way inside her, making both of them gasp sharply. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to push him over the edge, not this time. He pushed deeper, slowly but surely, feeling himself sink inside her to a surprising depth. Realistically it was probably only a few finger-widths, but to this young Vark it felt like a bottomless pit. He could only imagine how Isisii felt. When he finally came up against something far less soft and squishy, Owun figured that he had stretched her to her limit. So, keeping one hand on her ankle and another on her buttocks to steady her, he slowly rolled his hips back. He could feel his foreskin catch and start to drag, and he bit his lip as his length began to tingle, not just at the tip but all over. Still, he managed to take a deep breath and hold it in for just a little bit longer. When he had pulled back just far enough to be sure he wasn't going to slip out, he pushed in again. This time it felt even easier, like he was gliding. Even Isisii had began to settle a little, which was impressive considering how stretched and strained she must have felt. Owun tightened his grip a little and whispered praise into her ear, telling her what a mighty warrior she would become.\n\nOwun found that if he kept a slow, measured pace, he could keep going for far longer than before. In reality it was probably only a minute or so, maybe less, but compared to his earlier attempts it felt like an eternity. He felt more in control as well - each time he felt something building he slowed down, and when he felt the tide recede he started to speed up again, until the waves of pleasure became so large they overwhelmed him. He rolled his hips up and held them there, feeling his thighs strain as he pushed his final load deep into his infant bride. Isisii grunted, too stunned to cry as the older Vark filled her past bursting, and more thin, watery liquid rolled down her thighs.\n\nThe Vark chieftain settled with a heavy huff, letting go of his mate's leg and catching himself before he fell onto his back. Their union was consummated, and a time of peace was sure to follow, leading to many more unions just like this one. But that thought seemed far away as he felt Isisii's strangely heavy body on his chest, panting almost as hard as he was. Peace would still be there tomorrow. But for tonight, it was only them.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Owun's heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. The Vark heir had endured weeks of travel on top of months of preparation, not to mention the entire lifetime of training and discipline that had lead up to this very moment. The sun had just set, and for the first time in his short, harried life, Owun was alone, sitting at the entrance to a small hut that had been specially crafted for this occasion.
Well, almost alone. In the middle of the hut on a square straw mat was Isisii, Owun's new mate, waiting for him to consummate their bond. With this union, there would finally be peace and stability between their two tribes. But, like so much else in Owun's life, this union was muddied and thrown into confusion by war and death. Owun was only twelve summers, and yet he was almost the oldest of his tribe after all the adults had been killed. And Isisii herself had only been born that afternoon - her father, the chieftain, had been killed himself two seasons ago.
So here they were, a newborn and a preteen, expected to join in matrimony and solve all the problems of their ancestors and peers. And Owun didn't have a clue how. Owun had never been allowed to touch himself, or even see his own genitals, instead being attended to by others to remove and rebind his loincloth by magic. He even needed them to relieve himself.
He was strictly forbidden from all forms of groping and masturbation, having to remain pure for his wedding night.
He stepped closer, approaching the small, mewling bundle on the mat. He had been present for Isisii's delivery but wasn't allowed to look - the screams, moans, and panting still rang in his ears as he stood on the other side of a veil in the birthing tent witnessing the silhouette of a young mother straining and pushing out his wife as he felt his heart beat fast and loincloth tighten. He saw the faintest image of her wriggling body through the curtain as she emerged and was held aloft and he was ushered swiftly from the tent.
Even now he couldn't see her clearly, her small body was shrouded by a rainbow of colorful silks and cloth. This was all part of the ritual they had to perform. Each color of fabric matched a magical seal on Owun's own loincloth, and represented one of the eight spirits of inspiration, the cosmic leftovers of one of the creator spirits. Or at least that was the part of the story he remembered. When he removed them in a certain order, they would both be laid bare before each other. To Owun, it seemed like an awful lot of needless pomp, but he physically couldn't undress without following through. So he did.
First, came the veil. A thin red silk that been placed on Isisii's brow, covering her face. This represented the spirit of fire. In removing it, he saw sparse blonde hair crowning Isisii's slightly elongated head. He'd never seen a blonde Vark before! Her skin was equally pale, reminiscent of weak green tea after it had been brewed. It was a shocking contrast to Owun's darker, forest-colored flesh. Removing the veil of fire also revealed the second piece - a strip of rich blue fabric covering her eyes. This symbolized water, fire's equal and opposite. He pulled the blindfold away and was greeted by his future mate's bright blue eyes, already wide open even though her eyelids still looked slightly swollen. He took in her facial features - chubby round cheeks, a flat, pushed-up nose, and pointed ears that still looked crumpled and pinned to the side of her head. Her lips were glistening, rich and full, and he could see the folds of fat below her chin, which led him to the next article of clothing. Around her neck was a long piece of pure-white cloth to represent the spirit of air, the sacred voice. Isisii babbled in response, drooling slightly. Owun couldn't help but smile.
Now, finally, Owun could remove the grey swaddling that covered Isisii's torso and core. This was for the spirit of stone, and Owun groaned involuntarily as he remembered that he was only halfway done. Still, his own loincloth felt looser, and that was reason enough to celebrate. Isisii's midsection was round and smooth, with enough fat collected around her dark, inverted nipples to create the illusion of developing breasts. Her umbilical cord, now deflated and useless, was still attached to her belly. There was also a single scrap of black fabric placed delicately over her sternum. It would have been easy to pluck off, but Owun knew better. The black fabric had to be saved for last.
Instead, Owun focused on removing the clothes from Isisii's arms and legs. Isisii seemed uncooperative, flailing her arms and kicking her legs this way and that, her smooth skin slipping from the young chieftain's grip with ease. When he finally did get a grip on his partner, he pulled the green bracers off her arms first, then the purple anklets from her legs, trying to peek between them and under the final layer of clothing to no avail. These represented the spirits of growth and decay - green for creation, the leaves, and purple for rot, the roots. Again, Owun leaned back on his knees, trying to control his excitement. Isisii's thighs jiggled each time she kicked, and he wasn't sure how the final piece of fabric between her legs was staying in place so perfectly. Her fingers and toes were was round as the rest of her, and Owun couldn't resist taking a moment to run his thumb along the sole of Isisii's foot, just to see if she was as soft and as delicate as she looked.
But he was quickly losing interest. Once the final articles were removed, he would be finally free of his magically-induced chastity. Even Isisii, in all her unspoiled splendor, paled in comparison to Owun's own freedom. So when he quickly undid the bright yellow girdle and swept the final black scrap of cloth from her chest - representing the spirits of light and blood, respectively - he barely noticed what he had revealed, instead groping at himself to remove his own clothes as fast as possible.
Pulling away the last bit while looking down, he saw his throbbing erection bounce upward from under the bindings. It was a long engorged member with his foreskin pulled tight and balls tensing with his heartbeat. He had seen penises on other Vark boys, but never his own. It was intoxicating and his fingers shook as he delicately ran his fingers over the skin, which grew moister the further up he went. He then grabbed frantically between his legs overcome by total freedom taking his own anatomy in his hand, throbbing with each beat of his heart. He could feel his scrotum, round and tight against his groin, and his member rubbing against the palm of his hand, foreskin sliding along the incredibly sensitive flesh beneath. He had never gotten a chance to touch himself like this before. Finally he could do whatever he wanted.
Without thinking, he began to rub, his fingers tracing the seam of flesh on his sac and up along the underside of his length until his entire phallus was in his grip. He rubbed back and forth frantically, instinctual, blind to the world until one sudden, powerful throb caused him to cry out. He fell to his hands and knees like a beast, letting go to catch himself as his member heaved violently, slapping against his skin and spewing... something all over the mat, himself, and his new bride. Was this the "seed of life" his tribe had tried so desperately to keep contained, Owun wondered? He could certainly understand why. It was a frightening, addicting sensation, and the young ruler could certainly see it getting out of hand quickly, occupying his mind at all hours of the day and night. Even now, he wanted more of the feeling. So he kept rubbing, looming over Isisii like a wolf over a fawn as he stroked himself again, licking his lips and breathing heavily. Isisii looked back up at him, grimacing at the wet substance that had landed on her legs. He wondered what she must have thought, seeing his lean body only inches away, pierced with precious metals and stones, and adorned with intricate tattoos to symbolize his power and leadership. Did she notice? Did she care?
The slimy liquid that his body had produced made rubbing easier, and even though his member was still pliable he could feel it beginning to stiffen and firm up. This was not a feeling he was unfamiliar with - he had felt the strain in his loins many times in his life, but now it was finally free, unleashed. He rubbed more, faster and faster, pulling the bunched-up foreskin back and staring at the fair-haired newborn Vark beneath him who was beginning to squirm and fuss. This time he wasn't going to waste his sacred seed - he was going to give it all to his mate, a generous gift from a benevolent lord.
Owun felt the feeling building again, a primal sensation deep within his loins. He stopped stroking and pointed the tip of his manhood at Isisii's chest, but the first throb of orgasm was so powerful it jerked his member out of his grip, and sprayed the infant Vark in the face. Isisii protested as the ropy strands landed on her nose and lips, and then opened her mouth to wail allowing yet more of the stuff to splatter against the roof of her mouth. She raised her hands to clumsily protect herself, spreading her fingers wide and caught still more of the stuff against her palms before Owun almost collapsed on top of her, panting and winded.
After having two orgasms in a matter of moments, Owun was rewarded with a brief wave of clarity. The urge was still there, but for now it seemed... further away, less urgent. His member still throbbed, jerking upward and leaking viscous fluid from its tip, but now it was hard and stiff, like a branch. or a bone. He also too this time to see exactly what he had revealed by removing that yellow cloth. Between Isisii's thick thighs was a ripe, rotund pair of lips, slightly darker in hue than the rest of her pale body. The Vark boy gently pried one of the baby's legs aside and watched as her lips spread slightly, revealing a slight gap between them, tipped by a small protruding bead of flesh. It was like a door that opened for only him
With his hand still on Isisii's leg, Owun decided to try to enter this new space. He aimed his slimy member between her legs and pushed his hips forward slightly, heedless of the newborn's wailing. She felt warm and soft, but as he pushed forward his member slipped out, sliding between the folds and over that small lump of flesh at the top. It felt good, but it wasn't what he wanted. So he tried again, pushing his manhood forward only to be stifled as it just slid along the gap. The Vark was undeterred, and just kept trying, pumping his hips back and forth repeatedly until the pleasure was too much, but by the time he realized what was happening he was too late to stop himself. He growled as he suddenly came again, still pumping back and forth like an animal as semen arced through the air landing on Isisii's face and Owun's own chin as his member bounced upward, almost high enough to slap his belly and still he didn't stop. He just pushed faster and harder, smearing the milky fluid around until his member was hard enough to plant itself into Isisii's mound and stay firmly planted. The abrupt stop took Owun by surprise and he gasped, unsure whether to feel pain or pleasure at the sudden clenching sensation. But he didn't have time to dwell on it. Owun could feel his foreskin being pushed back from the friction and all of a sudden his sensitive tip was completely engulfed, squeezed on all sides. The sensation was overwhelming. Owun gasped and pulled back, but his foreskin dragged back along his tip and pushed him over the edge again, leading to a forth sticky mess as his member bounced up and sprayed seed like a fountain. "A-gah!" Owun winced, grabbing his shaft to try and control it. He grunted in frustration. Isisii continued crying, apparently oblivious to the new mess that her mate had made.
The all-consuming pleasure was starting to wear on Owun. He was so sensitive that his loins were actually starting to ache, the muscles not used to being worked so hard in such a short period of time. But he had enough stamina to try again. And this time he wanted to make it count.
He pushed Isisii's leg aside again with one hand, and aimed himself into her puffy slit with the other. He could feel her squeezing and clenching again, but this time he expected it, and kept pushing in. Isisii was making it difficult. Each movement she made - and she was moving quite a bit - sent little shivers up his spine. But he needed to get that seed inside of her, and he couldn't trust himself not to mess it up this time. He held his breath and slowly let go of his shaft, keeping his other hand planted firmly on Isisii's leg. He was going to let her to the work this time, and with the amount she was writhing around it wasn't long before Owun's loins tingled again, like little sparks of lightning, and he unloaded again, this time right on target. His member twitched violently against Isisii's inner walls and he almost slipped out, but he pulled the other Vark's leg closer to keep himself inside, inadvertently pulling himself deeper than he previously thought possible. Ropes of thin fluid shot back out from the pressure and Owun winced, gripping Isisii's leg so tight he could see the flesh turn white before fading back to light green. The twitching spread throughout his loins like wildfire and the little chieftain found himself rocking back and forth even as he tried to keep from moving. Isisii must have felt something too, she wailed harder than ever as the fluid splattered inside her and began leaking all over the mat.
Owun sighed in ecstasy, the fires in his loins finally starting to dwindle. But the embers still flickered. He pulled out slowly, feeling his foreskin again stick to the walls of the littler Vark until he finally pulled free with a wet pop, allowing still more of his seed to drool out. Isisii's gape had widened slightly, and her inner thighs were painted with fluid from multiple failed attempts at penetration. He could see the flesh inside was even more swollen and engorged than before, and that was only just from the tip. Owun wondered if - and how - he could go further. He knew he had to try.
The sheer amount of natural lubricant spread about and the slightly widened gap between Isisii's legs meant that entering her again was going to be easy, especially with Owun still hard as a stone. He leaned down again and tried to soothe the wailing infant, stroking her blonde head and making 'shh-shh' noises as his hands moved down to her hips. He lifted her up, quickly moving a hand to support her large head, and placed her against his shoulder, over his tattoo. The move was enough to startle the baby into ceasing her shrill crying as she looked around again with those big bright eyes, trying to make sense of the situation. Owun was overcome by a need to put his mouth on hers, so he reached down and kissed his mate on the mouth, rolling his tongue on her soft palette as she half-suckled his tongue.
Then, with her upper body supported by his chest, he took both her legs and gently eased her down. He could feel the cooling fluids smearing between them as their bodies slid together. Again, entering her was easy, even if he couldn't see this time. He could feel her inner walls just touching his tip, tight enough and sticky enough that it almost felt like she was kissing him. Then, he gently eased her down some more, feeling the walls tighten around him before something soft and spongy gave way inside her, making both of them gasp sharply. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to push him over the edge, not this time. He pushed deeper, slowly but surely, feeling himself sink inside her to a surprising depth. Realistically it was probably only a few finger-widths, but to this young Vark it felt like a bottomless pit. He could only imagine how Isisii felt. When he finally came up against something far less soft and squishy, Owun figured that he had stretched her to her limit. So, keeping one hand on her ankle and another on her buttocks to steady her, he slowly rolled his hips back. He could feel his foreskin catch and start to drag, and he bit his lip as his length began to tingle, not just at the tip but all over. Still, he managed to take a deep breath and hold it in for just a little bit longer. When he had pulled back just far enough to be sure he wasn't going to slip out, he pushed in again. This time it felt even easier, like he was gliding. Even Isisii had began to settle a little, which was impressive considering how stretched and strained she must have felt. Owun tightened his grip a little and whispered praise into her ear, telling her what a mighty warrior she would become.
Owun found that if he kept a slow, measured pace, he could keep going for far longer than before. In reality it was probably only a minute or so, maybe less, but compared to his earlier attempts it felt like an eternity. He felt more in control as well - each time he felt something building he slowed down, and when he felt the tide recede he started to speed up again, until the waves of pleasure became so large they overwhelmed him. He rolled his hips up and held them there, feeling his thighs strain as he pushed his final load deep into his infant bride. Isisii grunted, too stunned to cry as the older Vark filled her past bursting, and more thin, watery liquid rolled down her thighs.
The Vark chieftain settled with a heavy huff, letting go of his mate's leg and catching himself before he fell onto his back. Their union was consummated, and a time of peace was sure to follow, leading to many more unions just like this one. But that thought seemed far away as he felt Isisii's strangely heavy body on his chest, panting almost as hard as he was. Peace would still be there tomorrow. But for tonight, it was only them.","pools_count":1,"title":"[Story] The Bride","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"image/png","pagecount":"4","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"3","views":"418"}