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Back in January, she posted a six word story challenge themed around disaster. The prompt inspired me to write the following submission:\n\n[i]The mountain rumbled. No virgins left.[/i]\n\nDespite being somewhat tongue-in-cheek and not having a whole lot of thought put into it, the idea stuck with me long enough to plant the seed of a much larger story in my brain. Fast forward to almost a year later where that seed has finally germinated into something I hope you'll all enjoy. As always, feedback of any flavor is appreciated.\n\nQuick courtesy notice regarding content: Although this story predominantly features male/female pairings, there are brief allusions to female/female and male/male content I didn't feel were substantial enough to warrant tagging. JSYK", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Blame this one on \n\t\t\t\tAmethyst-Mare. Back in January, she posted a six word story challenge themed around disaster. The prompt inspired me to write the following submission:

The mountain rumbled. No virgins left.

Despite being somewhat tongue-in-cheek and not having a whole lot of thought put into it, the idea stuck with me long enough to plant the seed of a much larger story in my brain. Fast forward to almost a year later where that seed has finally germinated into something I hope you'll all enjoy. As always, feedback of any flavor is appreciated.

Quick courtesy notice regarding content: Although this story predominantly features male/female pairings, there are brief allusions to female/female and male/male content I didn't feel were substantial enough to warrant tagging. JSYK", "writing": "Long ago, there existed a small island surrounded by tropical seas as blue as a chest of glittering sapphires. Far from any trade route and absent from every map, the island remained unknown to all except the tribe of monkeys who inhabited it. The Mákaki, as they were called, made their homes within the lush jungle at the base of a volcano rising from the island's northern shoreline. They lived happily in their secluded paradise, working and playing and basking on wide, sun-drenched beaches with little concern for the world beyond the water's distant horizon.\n\nThough the tribe was led by a proud warrior named Chief Hekili, the monkeys often sought the wisdom and guidance of Pōhaku, the village elder—especially when it concerned matters of religious practice. The Mákaki worshipped a diverse pantheon of gods, but foremost among them all was Akua Din Ahi, the God of Deep Fire. Din Ahi dwelled in the volcano that overlooked the village, breathing plumes of white steam into the air and heating clusters of warm springs said to heal the illness of any who soaked in them. On occasion, the rumbling earth would tell the Mákaki of Din Ahi's hunger. In these times, the entire tribe worked to prepare a great meal of fish, sweet potato, and fruits from across the island, presenting the food on large taro leaves with a garnish of colorful berries. A grand procession carried the meal to the summit of the volcano and cast it piece-by-piece into the smoking crater until Din Ahi's appetite was sated. Tradition dictated that the tribe used whatever food remained to hold a celebratory feast. The festivities included songs and dancing that lasted late into the night, the activities illuminated by the light of an enormous bonfire that symbolized the benevolence of their mightiest god.\n\nTwo days after one such celebration, Chief Hekili awoke to a powerful shuddering of the earth that toppled a rack of fishing spears beside his bed. He darted outside his hut and saw a deformed tower rising from the volcano, the roiling smoke pitch black against the golden dawn. As he stared up at the sight in startled confusion, Pōhaku hobbled up beside him. \"This is very bad,\" the elder said.\n\n\"What's the meaning of this!?\" Hekili wore a look of fear rarely seen upon on his face. \"Have we displeased Din Ahi? Was he not satisfied with our offering?\"\n\nPōhaku pensively stroked the long, white beard hanging from his chin. He beckoned the chief to follow him, and the two made their way to the temple where the tribe's oldest and most sacred texts where stored. Others soon gathered at the site, desperate to learn what was happening.\n\nAfter studying a stack of palm leaf manuscripts, Pōhaku stood before the restless crowd. \"I've seen this once before,\" he said, his voice thin and solemn. \"I was only a boy at the time, but it was an event one never forgets. The ancient texts confirm it: what Akua Din Ahi desires now is not a meal of fruit or fish, but one of [i]living flesh[/i].\" An audible gasp coursed through those gathered like a wave. Pōhaku brought a hand to his balding forehead as he said, \"It is written that the only way to quiet the rage of Din Ahi is with a sacrifice of unspoiled beauty. A female virgin, freshly matured and healthy. The texts specify that, if she is of proper age and purity, the one most fitting to appease Din Ahi is the daughter of the Mákaki Chief.\"\n\nHekili's jaw fell open. Close to a hundred sets of eyes followed his gaze to a young female near the front of the crowd—Nanipua, his daughter. She had turned thirteen less than a season earlier, her body still transitioning between that of a child and an adult. A coat of soft, tawny hair and a delicately slender form teased the first signs of a feminine figure graced with unrivaled beauty. Her large eyes met her father's. She blinked in confusion, struggling for a moment to comprehend the horror behind his dumbstruck stare before she instinctively ran into his arms.\n\n\"Nanipua!\" Hekili embraced his daughter as she buried her face in the dense hair covering his chest.\n\nPōhaku waited a moment before clearing his throat to silence the panicked chatter of the crowd. \"Grim as the task before us may be, we mustn't delay. The sacrifice will take place at dawn tomorrow.\" He looked apologetically to Nanipua. \"You will be the savior of your people, Chieftain Daughter.\"\n\nHekili pulled his only child tight against himself and kissed the top of her head. He focused only on the sound of her fearful whimpering, shutting out Pōhaku's voice recounting details of the ritual. The earth below them shook once more.\n\nBy the time night had fallen, Hekili had half succumbed to madness. He paced circles around the interior of his hut, his mind a battlefield between his love for his family and his obligations to the tribe. His life mate, Ānuenue, knelt below a window facing the volcano and prayed desperately for Akua Din Ahi's mercy. The words were jagged, her voice hoarse from crying.\n\n\"This isn't right,\" Hekili repeated to himself. \"My burden is not Nanipua's. This is murder. I can't do this. I cannot... DO THIS!\" A sudden burst of emotion brought the chief back to himself and ended Ānuenue's prayer. Hekili exhaled and stood with his head held high. \"I'm sorry, Ānuenue,\" he said calmly. \"My responsibility to her lies above all others. Even you.\"\n\nĀnuenue called for her life mate as he promptly exited their home, but Hekili gave no response. He walked in silence to the temple where Nanipua lay sleeplessly on a bed of woven grasses. She sat up swiftly upon seeing her father enter, but he motioned her to be still. \"Don't speak, Nanipua,\" he whispered. \"Just be calm, and know that I love you.\"\n\nHekili crouched beside Nanipua and hugged her affectionately, his arms against the silky texture of the ceremonial feather cloak she'd been instructed to wear. Gingerly, he removed the garment from her shoulders and cast it aside, knowing full well his actions were blasphemous. He powered through the last bondages of fear and pulled away the length of bark cloth wrapped around her small chest. Nanipua offered no resistance as her father stripped her. She felt a comforting warmth in his presence, even as her body was exposed to the cool night air. Hekili lifted her head and kissed her, innocently at first, then with the kiss of a lover, their lips parted, his tongue sliding over hers. Nanipua arched her back beneath him but otherwise remained still, submitting herself to him completely.\n\nBeams of moonlight streamed through narrow windows to shine upon the young primate as Hekili shifted to kneel between her thighs. He pulled aside the loincloth draped over his erection, the thick rod of flesh achingly hard at the sight of Nanipua presenting, her trusting eyes and splayed legs telling him she understood. Though he fought to retain his composer, a trembling moan escaped his throat as the head of his cock nestled between the soft lips of her virgin slit. It required a concentrating effort to proceed slowly, sharp gasps from his daughter reminding Hekili she was not accustomed to taking a male inside her, let alone one as well-endowed as him. She accepted it nonetheless, and he slowly pushed the girl to her limit, his girthy cock pressed against the entrance to her womb with an inch and a half to spare.\n\nHekili's bulging muscles shook with restless energy. He knew penetration alone wouldn't ensure his daughter's safety; to secure her life, absolutely no trace of her purity could remain. With time against them, he lacked the luxury of taking her gently. Short, measured bucks of his hips progressed impatiently to long, forceful thrusts, the heavy testicles from which Nanipua came slapping against the base of her tail as her father fucked her roughly. Her limbs slackened as the pain dulled, and soon she writhed feverishly with the discovery of a pleasure greater than any she'd ever known. The sensation brought tears to her honey brown eyes as her mouth wordlessly begged him to continue.\n\nSultry moans and the ichorous noises of sex filled the stagnant air inside the temple. The unbearable ecstasy of the forbidden deed took Hekili by surprise, and all at once he found himself rapidly hurtling toward the point of no return. He kissed Nanipua's forehead in a final gesture of innocent, fatherly love before taking her virginity completely, hilting the entirety of his huge, veiny cock inside her. A silent scream stretched her lips as a rush of liquid heat flooded her belly, her body tensing in unison with each powerful pulse.\n\n\"Take it!\" Hekili grunted, instinct and lust momentarily overpowering his concern for his daughter's comfort. His balls throbbed as their contents filled Nanipua to overflowing, her small sex already stretched tight to accommodate his hulking member. When the vicious surge of that powerful orgasm began to recede, Hekili simply held himself in place and allowed breath to refill his lungs. He realized then that what he'd taken for Nanipua's painful fidgeting was something else, the shifting of her hips accompanied by wordless, yearning whines. Hekili guided her hand to the pink pearl of her clitoris and helped her find a rhythm that induced her first climax. She squealed luridly, her small body contorting as the pleasure overwhelmed her.\n\nHekili permitted his daughter only a brief period of rest before he resumed mating her, his cock still insatiably hard. His desire multiplied when her winded gasps became cries for more. Earnestly, she begged him not to hold back, to pump her full of his semen and breed her like a lover. He satisfied her pleading more than once, each time ensuring she came with him.\n\nĀnuenue leaned against the temple beside a window and listened to the ecstatic calls of her daughter riding wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. She forgave her life mate for betraying his promise to her. To ensure Nanipua's safety, she would have done the same.\n\nDelirious with relief, Ānuenue slid down the wall as she crumpled into a sitting position. Her bent legs fell open to part a slit in her grass skirt through which she stuffed both hands. Fingers slipped almost too easily between the dewy lips of her cunt, driving her to ram the digits knuckle-deep to achieve that exquisite sensation of fullness. She fingered herself to a squirting orgasm, then another, climaxing repeatedly as she imagined she was her daughter, pinned beneath a body of male muscle ripe with musk, impaled by a hard, pumping cock that rode her all through the night.\n\nJust before dawn, Hekili carried an exhausted Nanipua to Pōhaku's hut, asking that he check to confirm his daughter's purity. The elder raised a suspicious eyebrow before instructing Nanipua to lie naked on a table for inspection. Doubts raised by the sticky residue of a distinctly-smelling fluid smeared between the girl's thighs were confirmed when Pōhaku parted her folds and found her no less thoroughly deflowered than any mother on the island. \"She's definitely no virgin,\" he said grimly. \"Not anymore, at least.\"\n\nHekili bowed his head in shame for his weakness as a leader. \"I accept full responsibility for this, Elder. For failing to ensure the safety of this tribe, I will renounce my title as Mákaki Chieftain.\"\n\nPōhaku dismissed his words with a wave. \"There will be time to indulge your guilty conscience later. Right now, the most important matter is finding someone to take Nanipua's place as the sacrifice. According to the ancient texts, the second most suitable choice is the firstborn daughter of an elite warrior.\"\n\nBoth of them knew where they had to go. Hekili commanded a group of males who trained in the art of combat with spear and shield, honing their physical abilities in case their island home ever saw an invasion by outsiders. Without question, the strongest of the group was Kékai, the only member of the tribe who could be called Hekili's equal in speed and strength. Kékai had two daughters, the elder of which was named Wailele. Two years older than Nanipua, Wailele was a stunning vision of freshly ripened beauty whose graceful features belied her assertive, often mischievous personality. Every member of her family adored her, Kékai most of all; however, he accepted the news with stoic determination, aware that the greater good took priority over the anguish he would feel seeing his own flesh and blood cast into the angry, gaping maw of the volcano.\n\nWailele herself was less understanding. She pleaded with her tribe's chief and elder to spare her life until at least the following the day, but Pōhaku insisted the ritual be performed before nightfall. Wailele ran sobbing from the village, deep into the jungle away from the rumbling mountain. No one gave chase after Kékai assured them Wailele understood her obligation to her people better than anyone, and would doubtlessly return to accept her fate before the sky grew dark.\n\nThe girl's tears dried as she ran along a trail cut through the undergrowth. Eventually, she came upon the lagoon that acted as her personal sanctuary, the sound of waterfalls emptying into the tranquilly still pool calming her mind. She sat on a large, flat rock partially submerged in the turquoise water and stared down at her reflection, slipping into a trance until a familiar voice caught her attention.\n\n\"Wailele! Where are you!?\"\n\n\"Makau!\" Wailele leapt off the rock and sprinted to the young male emerging from the jungle. They embraced tightly. \"Oh, Makau! I was so afraid I wouldn't be able to see you again.\"\n\n\"I just heard. Wailele, I... I'm so sorry.\"\n\nWailele tried to be strong, but the pain in Makau's eyes broke her resolve. She wept quietly in his arms as they stood together in the place where they'd spent countless hours of their childhoods. Having grown from young friends to inseparable companions, the pair knew their bond would only strengthen in time. Neither of their families were surprised when they announced their intention to become life mates as soon as the season of uniting was upon them.\n\n\"I'm sorry, Makau,\" Wailele said when her tears had subsided.\n\n\"It's not your fault. If this is Akua Din Ahi's will, it can't be helped.\"\n\n\"I know, but... We never even got to be with each other. I wanted it so badly, and now...\"\n\nMakau gently rubbed her back. \"It's alright. I'll never stop loving you, and in that way, you'll always be a part of me.\"\n\nThey shared a long, intimate kiss, lingering as a warm breeze stirred the jungle foliage. Hands wandered as contact increased, desire and curiosity awakening inside the young couple. Wailele snaked her hand under Makau's loincloth, her fingertips lightly brushing what the fabric concealed. \"At least one of us should be able to know what this feels like.\"\n\n\"Wailele, you don't have to—\"\n\nShe silenced him with another kiss, then let her knees fall to the soft sand where she pulled aside the loincloth to find Makau already half hard. She nuzzled the length of his shaft, dragging her lower lip over the warm skin as she inhaled the masculine scent deep into her chest. Makau tensed as his cock swelled to point skyward, throbbing against Wailele's flat, simian nose. Their eyes met as she cupped his hanging balls and took the tip of his penis between her glistening lips, tugging the foreskin back to slather her tongue across the sensitive flesh behind the ridge of his cockhead.\n\nMakau's legs weakened beneath him, forcing him to grip Wailele's shoulders for support. She responded with a small smile before wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft to swallow him to the root. \"Oooohh, Wailele... That's so good. You're so beautiful...\"\n\nShe moaned quietly in appreciation, holding her face against Makau's abdomen as long as she could before the bulging head of his dick tempted her to gag. She pulled back sharply gasping for air, strands of saliva dangling between her mouth and the twitching cock remaining unbroken as she breathed. As one of Wailele's hands set to massaging Makau's hairy scrotum, the other stroked the length of his slick shaft. \"Do you want to cum?\" she asked. \"You can cum if you want. It's alright. I'll even swallow it.\"\n\nA strained grunt was all the answer Makau could give, his balls nearly surrendering her load that very moment. He managed to hold back a short while longer as Wailele latched her lips around his glands, her tongue licking where he was most vulnerable. His vision filled with fantastic bursts of light as he yelled through clenched teeth and fed her a mouthful of his seed. Wailele swooned at the realization of what incredible pleasure she was capable of giving, and although the taste of semen was harshly foreign to her tongue, she kept her promise and drank down every drop.\n\nMakau staggered a step back and fought to keep his balance as his head seemed to float off the perch of his shoulders. \"Wailele, that... That was incredible.\"\n\nHer shawl and grass skirt fell from her body as she rose to her feet. \"I want to feel it, too.\" The expression on her face might have been mistaken for panic if not for the way she stood, knees set wide apart and her back arched forward for balance, her mind dizzy with lust. \"I need to know what it feels like, Makau. I need it!\" She ran a finger through the slippery moist crease between her legs, trailing a string of wetness she brought up to her mouth. The taste she found more to her liking than cum, though she wondered if a mixture of the two might be even better.\n\nDespite the intensity of his climax, Makau's cock refused to go soft as he watched the gorgeous young female before frantically masturbate. \"A-Are you sure...?\"\n\n\"I need it,\" Wailele repeated. \"I don't care about anything else.\" She rolled onto her back and lay with her legs spread and her tail waving enticingly. \"I need I. I need it!\"\n\nMakau lacked the resilience to argue. He crouched over his beloved and kissed her passionately, her hands on his back as he aligned himself with the split of her warm, wet cunt and pushed forward.\n\nWailele groaned loudly into the kiss as Makau's cock penetrated her in a single, smooth motion. The sensation was bizarre, awkward, and as soon as he began pounding his weight into her, deliriously wonderful. She humped back to meet his thrusts, their hips colliding softly at first, then with increasing energy until the fluidity of their movements broke into something clumsy and frantic. Wailele went stiff as she came for the first time with a partner, the intensity of her orgasm making the muscles in her abdomen clench painfully hard. Euphoria temporarily stole her senses, and the moment she regained the capacity for coherent thought, she wanted more.\n\nAt her instruction, Makau pulled out and took Wailele's place on his back while she mounted him. Her spine went straight as an oar and her eyes rolled back in her head as she bounced wildly on his cock. \"Ah-ahh! This is amazing! Rub my breasts, Makau. That's it, pinch the nipples. I love you so much! I'm g-going to...! [i]Ahh![/i]\"\n\nMakau's second orgasm followed soon after Wailele's. They lightly caressed one another inside the pleasant fog of afterglow until their adolescent bodies again craved the unequaled rush of sex. For hours they fucked each other raw on the beach beside the lagoon, finally collapsing in a sweaty heap, exhausted and happy. Only then did Wailele notice the rays of light cutting through the jungle canopy had relaxed their angle with the descent of the sun into the western sky. Her and Makau hurriedly redressed themselves and raced back to the village. A sense of dread greeted the couple at seeing half the tribe running madly to make preparations for the ritual.\n\nAs soon as he caught sight of the pair, Kékai ran to Wailele. \"My daughter! I knew you'd come back. I know this isn't easy for any of us, but we must—\"\n\n\"It's about time!\" Pōhaku's normally composed voice rang out like the shrill cry of a seabird as he shuffled over with the aid of his walking staff. \"There's no time to waste. Twilight approaches, and Din Ahi grows impatient!\" He gestured toward the volcano, where what appeared to be a trickle of liquid fire bubbled up over the lip of the crater to inch its way down the rocky slope toward the village. \"Quickly, we must prepare the sacrifice!\"\n\nPōhaku grabbed Wailele's wrist impatiently, but she resisted. \"Elder, wait! I... I don't know if I'm [i]fit[/i] to be the sacrifice.\"\n\nPōhaku's gaze was piercing, but Wailele refused to elaborate where they stood, insisting he see something inside the privacy of her family's hut. What she displayed was the sight of her nude crotch still seeping the remains of Makau's sperm. She made it less than halfway through an apology before the elder primate stormed out, seething with anger.\n\nMaking his way to the village's edge, Pōhaku raised his staff above his head and shouted with all the vigor his feeble body could muster. \"Hear me, Mákaki! We invite Akua Din Ahi's wrath as we fail to honor his prominence with a suitable sacrifice; mere hours remain before our island is bathed in fire! Every family will bring their virgin daughters to the temple at sundown! The first girl of pure virtue will be taken up the mountain and offered with a prayer we be forgiven for our sloth!\" Scowling, he aimed a finger at the crowd before him. \"Any who hide a potential sacrifice from my eyes will be exiled from the tribe for betraying their follow monkeys!\" The ground shook again as if the very earth beneath their feet shared Pōhaku's anger.\n\nThose with daughters and sisters of a certain age returned to their homes in anguish. Families wept as they faced the possibility of losing one of their own to an unthinkable death. Fathers, uncles, brothers... All wished they could accept that terrible fate for themselves, and knew of only one way to see the lives of their girls spared.\n\nBelow the deathly weak glow of waning daylight, shadows of families clustered around the village temple. By nightfall, Pōhaku stood before a line of girls that extended far beyond sight of the doorway. One after another, they shed their clothing and presented themselves to the elder and Ānuenue, whose tenderness helped ease nervousness as she parted each vaginal slit for Pōhaku's scrutinizing gaze. His eyes beheld the aftermath of secret, frantic orgy—dozens upon dozens of young females hastily divested of their virginities, some still flushed and panting from being taken only minutes earlier.\n\nThe elder's anxiety grew throughout the night as the line of bodies shortened. Stubborn determination proved his only defense against despair, his belief unwavering that he would find at least one example of unsullied purity to save the tribe. When the last girl arrived smiling dreamily and splattered in her brother's cum, Pōhaku confronted the possibility that perhaps the tribe didn't deserve salvation. Ānuenue read misery on the old male's face and reached to offer him a reassuring touch, but noticed suddenly that her hands were filthy with half-dried semen. She quickly sucked her fingers clean, prompting Pōhaku to bury his face in his hands.\n\nBoth jolted in surprise when Chief Hekili burst into the room. \"Elder! Come see this!\"\n\nPōhaku pulled himself up and shuffled lethargically out into the open air, prepared to face the end of their people. Instead, the approaching dawn revealed the volcano above them looming massive and silent. Thin, cloudlike wisps of steam rose lazily from the crater, the drool of magma frozen into a solid, black teardrop.\n\nConfusion left the elder dumbfounded. As he gawked at the impossible sight, elated cheering erupted from everywhere around him. Monkeys of all ages danced and sang through tears of joy that would have otherwise brought them to their knees. Pōhaku remained motionless amid the noisy celebration until Hekili stepped up beside him. \"You'll forgive me for saying so,\" the chief said, \"but I'm glad our ancestors' words were wrong.\"\n\n\"But... How could that be...?\" Pōhaku intensified his stare as if demanding the volcano itself present him with an answer.\n\nHekili couldn't help himself but to smile. \"It seems a living sacrifice is never what Akua Din Ahi wanted from us. Something else must have seen to his satisfaction.\"\n\nPōhaku thought to argue but held his tongue, content to simply stroke his beard as he retreated deep into thought. Perhaps it had been arrogant for mere mortals to presume the will of a god.\n\nAlthough the Mákaki had emerged from the crisis unscathed, the ordeal forever changed the progression of their society. Weeks later, their island home again trembled with the stirrings of a hungry god. They gathered a feast the same as they had innumerable times past; instead of carrying it up the mountain, however, the food remained just outside the village where its population gathered to light the ceremonial bonfire. Adjacent to the flames' heat, they shed their clothes and engaged in an orgy involving nearly every member of the tribe. Males and females mated freely in pairs and in groups, switching partners as often as their most fleeting whims desired. Some females discovered pleasure in rubbing their crotches against one another, grinding the hot, creamy moisture of their vulvas until they howled in ecstasy. Elsewhere, males hung upside-down by their tails from tree branches to greedily devour whatever arrived at their mouths, be it female nectar or a needy cock hunting a warm hole.\n\nHekili sat furthest from the fire, watching the sprawling display of carnality from atop a throne carved from the trunk of a koa tree. Nanipua and one of her friends each suckled one of the chieftain's plump balls as Ānuenue bounced on his rigid shaft. She rode her life mate to orgasm, then lifted herself off his cock and presented Nanipua with a meal of her father's milky spend to be eaten straight from her cunt.\n\nAll day and night, the monkeys reveled in spectacular debauchery, eating and fucking without rest as long as the sacred bonfire burned. Only when the roaring fire had reduced to a smoldering mound of charred logs did the Mákaki surrender to fatigue, sleeping through the day until the sky above them filled with stars outlining the tranquil black mass of the mountain.\n\nIn the days that followed, the taboo of nudity gradually dissolved until the Mákaki wore only the sparsest of garments, if any at all. Tapestries once hung across doorways and windows for privacy were repurposed as rugs upon which the monkeys lay naked in the sunshine. Artisans carved wooden idols featuring oversized phalluses or intricate yonis that were prominently displayed throughout the village. The warm springs scattered about the base of the volcano saw greater use than ever before with the emergence of rumors that they restored weary libidos. Older monkeys often summoned young males to cum into the water as they soaked, believing it infused the baths with the power to restore youthful vitality and sexual potency.\n\nWith Pōhaku's blessing, Hekili ordered the ancient religious texts be updated and the temple that housed them be dismantled. In its place, the tribe erected a magnificent edifice of stone. Designated a haven for sexual encounters between life mates and strangers alike, the structure encouraged audacious new forms of erotic experimentation. A single female bathed in the semen of dozens of males one night, while the next morning saw groups of males fucking each other senseless in front of a host of couples who pleasured themselves to the spectacle. Pregnant females took to reclining upon raised altars and mated with as many males as they could take in succession, believing each fresh ejaculation would imbue their offspring with the strength and wisdom of its donor. Soon, entire families participated in wild sessions of group sex before crowds of onlookers, sometimes inviting those watching to continue stimulating sons and daughters after their parents' stamina had depleted.\n\nThe grand stone temple became not only the center of the expanding Mákaki village, but the center of their very culture. When not working or sleeping, the Mákaki lived to satisfy their unquenchable thirst for physical pleasure. In this way, their every action served to worship the deity they came to call Akua Ahi Sohola, the God of Fiery Passion.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Long ago, there existed a small island surrounded by tropical seas as blue as a chest of glittering sapphires. Far from any trade route and absent from every map, the island remained unknown to all except the tribe of monkeys who inhabited it. The Mákaki, as they were called, made their homes within the lush jungle at the base of a volcano rising from the island's northern shoreline. They lived happily in their secluded paradise, working and playing and basking on wide, sun-drenched beaches with little concern for the world beyond the water's distant horizon.

Though the tribe was led by a proud warrior named Chief Hekili, the monkeys often sought the wisdom and guidance of Pōhaku, the village elder—especially when it concerned matters of religious practice. The Mákaki worshipped a diverse pantheon of gods, but foremost among them all was Akua Din Ahi, the God of Deep Fire. Din Ahi dwelled in the volcano that overlooked the village, breathing plumes of white steam into the air and heating clusters of warm springs said to heal the illness of any who soaked in them. On occasion, the rumbling earth would tell the Mákaki of Din Ahi's hunger. In these times, the entire tribe worked to prepare a great meal of fish, sweet potato, and fruits from across the island, presenting the food on large taro leaves with a garnish of colorful berries. A grand procession carried the meal to the summit of the volcano and cast it piece-by-piece into the smoking crater until Din Ahi's appetite was sated. Tradition dictated that the tribe used whatever food remained to hold a celebratory feast. The festivities included songs and dancing that lasted late into the night, the activities illuminated by the light of an enormous bonfire that symbolized the benevolence of their mightiest god.

Two days after one such celebration, Chief Hekili awoke to a powerful shuddering of the earth that toppled a rack of fishing spears beside his bed. He darted outside his hut and saw a deformed tower rising from the volcano, the roiling smoke pitch black against the golden dawn. As he stared up at the sight in startled confusion, Pōhaku hobbled up beside him. "This is very bad," the elder said.

"What's the meaning of this!?" Hekili wore a look of fear rarely seen upon on his face. "Have we displeased Din Ahi? Was he not satisfied with our offering?"

Pōhaku pensively stroked the long, white beard hanging from his chin. He beckoned the chief to follow him, and the two made their way to the temple where the tribe's oldest and most sacred texts where stored. Others soon gathered at the site, desperate to learn what was happening.

After studying a stack of palm leaf manuscripts, Pōhaku stood before the restless crowd. "I've seen this once before," he said, his voice thin and solemn. "I was only a boy at the time, but it was an event one never forgets. The ancient texts confirm it: what Akua Din Ahi desires now is not a meal of fruit or fish, but one of living flesh." An audible gasp coursed through those gathered like a wave. Pōhaku brought a hand to his balding forehead as he said, "It is written that the only way to quiet the rage of Din Ahi is with a sacrifice of unspoiled beauty. A female virgin, freshly matured and healthy. The texts specify that, if she is of proper age and purity, the one most fitting to appease Din Ahi is the daughter of the Mákaki Chief."

Hekili's jaw fell open. Close to a hundred sets of eyes followed his gaze to a young female near the front of the crowd—Nanipua, his daughter. She had turned thirteen less than a season earlier, her body still transitioning between that of a child and an adult. A coat of soft, tawny hair and a delicately slender form teased the first signs of a feminine figure graced with unrivaled beauty. Her large eyes met her father's. She blinked in confusion, struggling for a moment to comprehend the horror behind his dumbstruck stare before she instinctively ran into his arms.

"Nanipua!" Hekili embraced his daughter as she buried her face in the dense hair covering his chest.

Pōhaku waited a moment before clearing his throat to silence the panicked chatter of the crowd. "Grim as the task before us may be, we mustn't delay. The sacrifice will take place at dawn tomorrow." He looked apologetically to Nanipua. "You will be the savior of your people, Chieftain Daughter."

Hekili pulled his only child tight against himself and kissed the top of her head. He focused only on the sound of her fearful whimpering, shutting out Pōhaku's voice recounting details of the ritual. The earth below them shook once more.

By the time night had fallen, Hekili had half succumbed to madness. He paced circles around the interior of his hut, his mind a battlefield between his love for his family and his obligations to the tribe. His life mate, Ānuenue, knelt below a window facing the volcano and prayed desperately for Akua Din Ahi's mercy. The words were jagged, her voice hoarse from crying.

"This isn't right," Hekili repeated to himself. "My burden is not Nanipua's. This is murder. I can't do this. I cannot... DO THIS!" A sudden burst of emotion brought the chief back to himself and ended Ānuenue's prayer. Hekili exhaled and stood with his head held high. "I'm sorry, Ānuenue," he said calmly. "My responsibility to her lies above all others. Even you."

Ānuenue called for her life mate as he promptly exited their home, but Hekili gave no response. He walked in silence to the temple where Nanipua lay sleeplessly on a bed of woven grasses. She sat up swiftly upon seeing her father enter, but he motioned her to be still. "Don't speak, Nanipua," he whispered. "Just be calm, and know that I love you."

Hekili crouched beside Nanipua and hugged her affectionately, his arms against the silky texture of the ceremonial feather cloak she'd been instructed to wear. Gingerly, he removed the garment from her shoulders and cast it aside, knowing full well his actions were blasphemous. He powered through the last bondages of fear and pulled away the length of bark cloth wrapped around her small chest. Nanipua offered no resistance as her father stripped her. She felt a comforting warmth in his presence, even as her body was exposed to the cool night air. Hekili lifted her head and kissed her, innocently at first, then with the kiss of a lover, their lips parted, his tongue sliding over hers. Nanipua arched her back beneath him but otherwise remained still, submitting herself to him completely.

Beams of moonlight streamed through narrow windows to shine upon the young primate as Hekili shifted to kneel between her thighs. He pulled aside the loincloth draped over his erection, the thick rod of flesh achingly hard at the sight of Nanipua presenting, her trusting eyes and splayed legs telling him she understood. Though he fought to retain his composer, a trembling moan escaped his throat as the head of his cock nestled between the soft lips of her virgin slit. It required a concentrating effort to proceed slowly, sharp gasps from his daughter reminding Hekili she was not accustomed to taking a male inside her, let alone one as well-endowed as him. She accepted it nonetheless, and he slowly pushed the girl to her limit, his girthy cock pressed against the entrance to her womb with an inch and a half to spare.

Hekili's bulging muscles shook with restless energy. He knew penetration alone wouldn't ensure his daughter's safety; to secure her life, absolutely no trace of her purity could remain. With time against them, he lacked the luxury of taking her gently. Short, measured bucks of his hips progressed impatiently to long, forceful thrusts, the heavy testicles from which Nanipua came slapping against the base of her tail as her father fucked her roughly. Her limbs slackened as the pain dulled, and soon she writhed feverishly with the discovery of a pleasure greater than any she'd ever known. The sensation brought tears to her honey brown eyes as her mouth wordlessly begged him to continue.

Sultry moans and the ichorous noises of sex filled the stagnant air inside the temple. The unbearable ecstasy of the forbidden deed took Hekili by surprise, and all at once he found himself rapidly hurtling toward the point of no return. He kissed Nanipua's forehead in a final gesture of innocent, fatherly love before taking her virginity completely, hilting the entirety of his huge, veiny cock inside her. A silent scream stretched her lips as a rush of liquid heat flooded her belly, her body tensing in unison with each powerful pulse.

"Take it!" Hekili grunted, instinct and lust momentarily overpowering his concern for his daughter's comfort. His balls throbbed as their contents filled Nanipua to overflowing, her small sex already stretched tight to accommodate his hulking member. When the vicious surge of that powerful orgasm began to recede, Hekili simply held himself in place and allowed breath to refill his lungs. He realized then that what he'd taken for Nanipua's painful fidgeting was something else, the shifting of her hips accompanied by wordless, yearning whines. Hekili guided her hand to the pink pearl of her clitoris and helped her find a rhythm that induced her first climax. She squealed luridly, her small body contorting as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Hekili permitted his daughter only a brief period of rest before he resumed mating her, his cock still insatiably hard. His desire multiplied when her winded gasps became cries for more. Earnestly, she begged him not to hold back, to pump her full of his semen and breed her like a lover. He satisfied her pleading more than once, each time ensuring she came with him.

Ānuenue leaned against the temple beside a window and listened to the ecstatic calls of her daughter riding wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. She forgave her life mate for betraying his promise to her. To ensure Nanipua's safety, she would have done the same.

Delirious with relief, Ānuenue slid down the wall as she crumpled into a sitting position. Her bent legs fell open to part a slit in her grass skirt through which she stuffed both hands. Fingers slipped almost too easily between the dewy lips of her cunt, driving her to ram the digits knuckle-deep to achieve that exquisite sensation of fullness. She fingered herself to a squirting orgasm, then another, climaxing repeatedly as she imagined she was her daughter, pinned beneath a body of male muscle ripe with musk, impaled by a hard, pumping cock that rode her all through the night.

Just before dawn, Hekili carried an exhausted Nanipua to Pōhaku's hut, asking that he check to confirm his daughter's purity. The elder raised a suspicious eyebrow before instructing Nanipua to lie naked on a table for inspection. Doubts raised by the sticky residue of a distinctly-smelling fluid smeared between the girl's thighs were confirmed when Pōhaku parted her folds and found her no less thoroughly deflowered than any mother on the island. "She's definitely no virgin," he said grimly. "Not anymore, at least."

Hekili bowed his head in shame for his weakness as a leader. "I accept full responsibility for this, Elder. For failing to ensure the safety of this tribe, I will renounce my title as Mákaki Chieftain."

Pōhaku dismissed his words with a wave. "There will be time to indulge your guilty conscience later. Right now, the most important matter is finding someone to take Nanipua's place as the sacrifice. According to the ancient texts, the second most suitable choice is the firstborn daughter of an elite warrior."

Both of them knew where they had to go. Hekili commanded a group of males who trained in the art of combat with spear and shield, honing their physical abilities in case their island home ever saw an invasion by outsiders. Without question, the strongest of the group was Kékai, the only member of the tribe who could be called Hekili's equal in speed and strength. Kékai had two daughters, the elder of which was named Wailele. Two years older than Nanipua, Wailele was a stunning vision of freshly ripened beauty whose graceful features belied her assertive, often mischievous personality. Every member of her family adored her, Kékai most of all; however, he accepted the news with stoic determination, aware that the greater good took priority over the anguish he would feel seeing his own flesh and blood cast into the angry, gaping maw of the volcano.

Wailele herself was less understanding. She pleaded with her tribe's chief and elder to spare her life until at least the following the day, but Pōhaku insisted the ritual be performed before nightfall. Wailele ran sobbing from the village, deep into the jungle away from the rumbling mountain. No one gave chase after Kékai assured them Wailele understood her obligation to her people better than anyone, and would doubtlessly return to accept her fate before the sky grew dark.

The girl's tears dried as she ran along a trail cut through the undergrowth. Eventually, she came upon the lagoon that acted as her personal sanctuary, the sound of waterfalls emptying into the tranquilly still pool calming her mind. She sat on a large, flat rock partially submerged in the turquoise water and stared down at her reflection, slipping into a trance until a familiar voice caught her attention.

"Wailele! Where are you!?"

"Makau!" Wailele leapt off the rock and sprinted to the young male emerging from the jungle. They embraced tightly. "Oh, Makau! I was so afraid I wouldn't be able to see you again."

"I just heard. Wailele, I... I'm so sorry."

Wailele tried to be strong, but the pain in Makau's eyes broke her resolve. She wept quietly in his arms as they stood together in the place where they'd spent countless hours of their childhoods. Having grown from young friends to inseparable companions, the pair knew their bond would only strengthen in time. Neither of their families were surprised when they announced their intention to become life mates as soon as the season of uniting was upon them.

"I'm sorry, Makau," Wailele said when her tears had subsided.

"It's not your fault. If this is Akua Din Ahi's will, it can't be helped."

"I know, but... We never even got to be with each other. I wanted it so badly, and now..."

Makau gently rubbed her back. "It's alright. I'll never stop loving you, and in that way, you'll always be a part of me."

They shared a long, intimate kiss, lingering as a warm breeze stirred the jungle foliage. Hands wandered as contact increased, desire and curiosity awakening inside the young couple. Wailele snaked her hand under Makau's loincloth, her fingertips lightly brushing what the fabric concealed. "At least one of us should be able to know what this feels like."

"Wailele, you don't have to—"

She silenced him with another kiss, then let her knees fall to the soft sand where she pulled aside the loincloth to find Makau already half hard. She nuzzled the length of his shaft, dragging her lower lip over the warm skin as she inhaled the masculine scent deep into her chest. Makau tensed as his cock swelled to point skyward, throbbing against Wailele's flat, simian nose. Their eyes met as she cupped his hanging balls and took the tip of his penis between her glistening lips, tugging the foreskin back to slather her tongue across the sensitive flesh behind the ridge of his cockhead.

Makau's legs weakened beneath him, forcing him to grip Wailele's shoulders for support. She responded with a small smile before wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft to swallow him to the root. "Oooohh, Wailele... That's so good. You're so beautiful..."

She moaned quietly in appreciation, holding her face against Makau's abdomen as long as she could before the bulging head of his dick tempted her to gag. She pulled back sharply gasping for air, strands of saliva dangling between her mouth and the twitching cock remaining unbroken as she breathed. As one of Wailele's hands set to massaging Makau's hairy scrotum, the other stroked the length of his slick shaft. "Do you want to cum?" she asked. "You can cum if you want. It's alright. I'll even swallow it."

A strained grunt was all the answer Makau could give, his balls nearly surrendering her load that very moment. He managed to hold back a short while longer as Wailele latched her lips around his glands, her tongue licking where he was most vulnerable. His vision filled with fantastic bursts of light as he yelled through clenched teeth and fed her a mouthful of his seed. Wailele swooned at the realization of what incredible pleasure she was capable of giving, and although the taste of semen was harshly foreign to her tongue, she kept her promise and drank down every drop.

Makau staggered a step back and fought to keep his balance as his head seemed to float off the perch of his shoulders. "Wailele, that... That was incredible."

Her shawl and grass skirt fell from her body as she rose to her feet. "I want to feel it, too." The expression on her face might have been mistaken for panic if not for the way she stood, knees set wide apart and her back arched forward for balance, her mind dizzy with lust. "I need to know what it feels like, Makau. I need it!" She ran a finger through the slippery moist crease between her legs, trailing a string of wetness she brought up to her mouth. The taste she found more to her liking than cum, though she wondered if a mixture of the two might be even better.

Despite the intensity of his climax, Makau's cock refused to go soft as he watched the gorgeous young female before frantically masturbate. "A-Are you sure...?"

"I need it," Wailele repeated. "I don't care about anything else." She rolled onto her back and lay with her legs spread and her tail waving enticingly. "I need I. I need it!"

Makau lacked the resilience to argue. He crouched over his beloved and kissed her passionately, her hands on his back as he aligned himself with the split of her warm, wet cunt and pushed forward.

Wailele groaned loudly into the kiss as Makau's cock penetrated her in a single, smooth motion. The sensation was bizarre, awkward, and as soon as he began pounding his weight into her, deliriously wonderful. She humped back to meet his thrusts, their hips colliding softly at first, then with increasing energy until the fluidity of their movements broke into something clumsy and frantic. Wailele went stiff as she came for the first time with a partner, the intensity of her orgasm making the muscles in her abdomen clench painfully hard. Euphoria temporarily stole her senses, and the moment she regained the capacity for coherent thought, she wanted more.

At her instruction, Makau pulled out and took Wailele's place on his back while she mounted him. Her spine went straight as an oar and her eyes rolled back in her head as she bounced wildly on his cock. "Ah-ahh! This is amazing! Rub my breasts, Makau. That's it, pinch the nipples. I love you so much! I'm g-going to...! Ahh!"

Makau's second orgasm followed soon after Wailele's. They lightly caressed one another inside the pleasant fog of afterglow until their adolescent bodies again craved the unequaled rush of sex. For hours they fucked each other raw on the beach beside the lagoon, finally collapsing in a sweaty heap, exhausted and happy. Only then did Wailele notice the rays of light cutting through the jungle canopy had relaxed their angle with the descent of the sun into the western sky. Her and Makau hurriedly redressed themselves and raced back to the village. A sense of dread greeted the couple at seeing half the tribe running madly to make preparations for the ritual.

As soon as he caught sight of the pair, Kékai ran to Wailele. "My daughter! I knew you'd come back. I know this isn't easy for any of us, but we must—"

"It's about time!" Pōhaku's normally composed voice rang out like the shrill cry of a seabird as he shuffled over with the aid of his walking staff. "There's no time to waste. Twilight approaches, and Din Ahi grows impatient!" He gestured toward the volcano, where what appeared to be a trickle of liquid fire bubbled up over the lip of the crater to inch its way down the rocky slope toward the village. "Quickly, we must prepare the sacrifice!"

Pōhaku grabbed Wailele's wrist impatiently, but she resisted. "Elder, wait! I... I don't know if I'm fit to be the sacrifice."

Pōhaku's gaze was piercing, but Wailele refused to elaborate where they stood, insisting he see something inside the privacy of her family's hut. What she displayed was the sight of her nude crotch still seeping the remains of Makau's sperm. She made it less than halfway through an apology before the elder primate stormed out, seething with anger.

Making his way to the village's edge, Pōhaku raised his staff above his head and shouted with all the vigor his feeble body could muster. "Hear me, Mákaki! We invite Akua Din Ahi's wrath as we fail to honor his prominence with a suitable sacrifice; mere hours remain before our island is bathed in fire! Every family will bring their virgin daughters to the temple at sundown! The first girl of pure virtue will be taken up the mountain and offered with a prayer we be forgiven for our sloth!" Scowling, he aimed a finger at the crowd before him. "Any who hide a potential sacrifice from my eyes will be exiled from the tribe for betraying their follow monkeys!" The ground shook again as if the very earth beneath their feet shared Pōhaku's anger.

Those with daughters and sisters of a certain age returned to their homes in anguish. Families wept as they faced the possibility of losing one of their own to an unthinkable death. Fathers, uncles, brothers... All wished they could accept that terrible fate for themselves, and knew of only one way to see the lives of their girls spared.

Below the deathly weak glow of waning daylight, shadows of families clustered around the village temple. By nightfall, Pōhaku stood before a line of girls that extended far beyond sight of the doorway. One after another, they shed their clothing and presented themselves to the elder and Ānuenue, whose tenderness helped ease nervousness as she parted each vaginal slit for Pōhaku's scrutinizing gaze. His eyes beheld the aftermath of secret, frantic orgy—dozens upon dozens of young females hastily divested of their virginities, some still flushed and panting from being taken only minutes earlier.

The elder's anxiety grew throughout the night as the line of bodies shortened. Stubborn determination proved his only defense against despair, his belief unwavering that he would find at least one example of unsullied purity to save the tribe. When the last girl arrived smiling dreamily and splattered in her brother's cum, Pōhaku confronted the possibility that perhaps the tribe didn't deserve salvation. Ānuenue read misery on the old male's face and reached to offer him a reassuring touch, but noticed suddenly that her hands were filthy with half-dried semen. She quickly sucked her fingers clean, prompting Pōhaku to bury his face in his hands.

Both jolted in surprise when Chief Hekili burst into the room. "Elder! Come see this!"

Pōhaku pulled himself up and shuffled lethargically out into the open air, prepared to face the end of their people. Instead, the approaching dawn revealed the volcano above them looming massive and silent. Thin, cloudlike wisps of steam rose lazily from the crater, the drool of magma frozen into a solid, black teardrop.

Confusion left the elder dumbfounded. As he gawked at the impossible sight, elated cheering erupted from everywhere around him. Monkeys of all ages danced and sang through tears of joy that would have otherwise brought them to their knees. Pōhaku remained motionless amid the noisy celebration until Hekili stepped up beside him. "You'll forgive me for saying so," the chief said, "but I'm glad our ancestors' words were wrong."

"But... How could that be...?" Pōhaku intensified his stare as if demanding the volcano itself present him with an answer.

Hekili couldn't help himself but to smile. "It seems a living sacrifice is never what Akua Din Ahi wanted from us. Something else must have seen to his satisfaction."

Pōhaku thought to argue but held his tongue, content to simply stroke his beard as he retreated deep into thought. Perhaps it had been arrogant for mere mortals to presume the will of a god.

Although the Mákaki had emerged from the crisis unscathed, the ordeal forever changed the progression of their society. Weeks later, their island home again trembled with the stirrings of a hungry god. They gathered a feast the same as they had innumerable times past; instead of carrying it up the mountain, however, the food remained just outside the village where its population gathered to light the ceremonial bonfire. Adjacent to the flames' heat, they shed their clothes and engaged in an orgy involving nearly every member of the tribe. Males and females mated freely in pairs and in groups, switching partners as often as their most fleeting whims desired. Some females discovered pleasure in rubbing their crotches against one another, grinding the hot, creamy moisture of their vulvas until they howled in ecstasy. Elsewhere, males hung upside-down by their tails from tree branches to greedily devour whatever arrived at their mouths, be it female nectar or a needy cock hunting a warm hole.

Hekili sat furthest from the fire, watching the sprawling display of carnality from atop a throne carved from the trunk of a koa tree. Nanipua and one of her friends each suckled one of the chieftain's plump balls as Ānuenue bounced on his rigid shaft. She rode her life mate to orgasm, then lifted herself off his cock and presented Nanipua with a meal of her father's milky spend to be eaten straight from her cunt.

All day and night, the monkeys reveled in spectacular debauchery, eating and fucking without rest as long as the sacred bonfire burned. Only when the roaring fire had reduced to a smoldering mound of charred logs did the Mákaki surrender to fatigue, sleeping through the day until the sky above them filled with stars outlining the tranquil black mass of the mountain.

In the days that followed, the taboo of nudity gradually dissolved until the Mákaki wore only the sparsest of garments, if any at all. Tapestries once hung across doorways and windows for privacy were repurposed as rugs upon which the monkeys lay naked in the sunshine. Artisans carved wooden idols featuring oversized phalluses or intricate yonis that were prominently displayed throughout the village. The warm springs scattered about the base of the volcano saw greater use than ever before with the emergence of rumors that they restored weary libidos. Older monkeys often summoned young males to cum into the water as they soaked, believing it infused the baths with the power to restore youthful vitality and sexual potency.

With Pōhaku's blessing, Hekili ordered the ancient religious texts be updated and the temple that housed them be dismantled. In its place, the tribe erected a magnificent edifice of stone. Designated a haven for sexual encounters between life mates and strangers alike, the structure encouraged audacious new forms of erotic experimentation. A single female bathed in the semen of dozens of males one night, while the next morning saw groups of males fucking each other senseless in front of a host of couples who pleasured themselves to the spectacle. Pregnant females took to reclining upon raised altars and mated with as many males as they could take in succession, believing each fresh ejaculation would imbue their offspring with the strength and wisdom of its donor. Soon, entire families participated in wild sessions of group sex before crowds of onlookers, sometimes inviting those watching to continue stimulating sons and daughters after their parents' stamina had depleted.

The grand stone temple became not only the center of the expanding Mákaki village, but the center of their very culture. When not working or sleeping, the Mákaki lived to satisfy their unquenchable thirst for physical pleasure. In this way, their every action served to worship the deity they came to call Akua Ahi Sohola, the God of Fiery Passion.", "pools_count": 2, "title": "The Legend of the God of Fiery Passion", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "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": "0", "views": "816" }