Tusk, who had been chatting with Mitt and Ryan, changed his direction and ran over to me. On the contrary, Ryan completely avoided my eye contact. His eyes were flicking away, as if he was not in a position to look at me.
I thought maybe he was still struggling with the guilt of being cuckolded, and perhaps the memory of Hina's cries was disturbing him. If that was the case, he did not utter a single word.
Tusk asked with a voice full of curiosity but still submissive, "What's up, Kina?"
Kina's finger pattern on my chest was very slow, and she was definitely smirking. She pulled me to her even more with her other hand. Her touch was very assertive, almost like she was starving for more. "You are very forgetful, Tusk," she said, letting her voice go down to a very soft, seductive whisper, which made me shiver.
"This is your chance to learn from Dexter. You've seen how busy he usually is, right? Well, I stole him from Ruth. I told her I needed his help..."
Tusk's eyes got really big as he slowly understood it, like the fire that spreads. He didn't argue, he didn't hesitate. He just followed, and his look was going and coming between Kina and me; his intrigue, maybe even his jealousy, could be felt.
We three went to Kina's hut, her hands still in my arms, and her body so close that I could feel her breathing.
After that, she closed the door flap, making a seal between us in that small, dark, and private space. The air was thick with her scent—sweat, and something more, something wild.
Without hesitation, she redirected her dazzling eyes towards me, and her voice was so low and teasing that it was like a purr. "Dexter..." She slightly tilted her head, her lips forming a smile full of understanding. "Tusk told me that you need my help...to teach him. But is it okay for you to look at a dirty woman's body?"
I looked her straight in the eye, my voice calm and my confidence not even a bit wavering. "Sister, remember—I'm a healer. How can I be bothered by any woman's body?" I was letting my touch from the fingers that were barely touching her arm be light, but it was obvious that it was deliberate. "Don't worry. I'll definitely teach Brother Tusk how to make you squirt."
Kina's face lit up, her eyes shining with excitement. She threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly, her voice muffled against my chest. "Dexter, you're the best... I'm so glad you're my brother."
She pulled back just enough to look up at me, her expression shifting to something more vulnerable, more curious. "Dexter... should I remove my clothes?"
I was very much in agreement, and my eyes remained fixed on her as she started to take off her clothes. Skirt was the first piece of clothing to be removed, and it was simply thrown aside, the place where it was lying at her feet getting covered with the fabric.
After that, she tore off the leaves that were covering her nipples, showing her body. What one would have never guessed to be the case is that her nipples were inverted, buried deeply in the soft flesh of her areolae, and hardly visible unless one was already aware of this. There was something very weirdly erotic about it that they were so hidden, as if they were waiting for someone to gently lead them out, to liberate them.
Kina caught me looking at her and bit her lip nervously. "I know, Dexter... My nipples are weird. I have looked at Mom's and the others—they are large, and I think they are proud of them. But mine... are so tiny," she admitted.
I disagreed with her by shaking my head, and my voice was rough with anticipation. "Sister Kina, it isn't that they are small... It's that they are concealed," I said. My fingers were twitching, as I was already fantasizing about how they would react to my touch. "Get down, Sister. I will get them out for you."
Kina inhaled sharply, and her eyes became very large with a mixture of both curiosity and desire. She didn't think twice. She reclined on the furs that were lying on the floor, parted her legs slightly, revealing the thick, dark curls of her pubic hair. Her scent was a mystery that stuck in the air, and, quite obviously, it was the reason why my penis was throbbing painfully inside the pants I was wearing.
As I kneeled down beside Kina, the atmosphere between us was literally on fire with our unspoken, fierce sexual excitement. My hand moved over the soft and warm belly of her, and I could not have done better than 100 points for the belly button. Hearing her half moan, she already felt my touch.
"Sister, control yourself," I said, barely audible, my voice being a mixture of hunger and yearning, my eyes not seeing anything but her tits movement.
My thumbs started to work on her areolas, initially, the pressing being very gentle and later, more firm. Awarding me 400 points for both breasts. Kina was taken aback as I tried to get her tiny, concealed nipples out, surprising her suddenly. I earned 400 more points for her nipple.
"D-Dexter... what are you—ah!—doing?" she asked with a quivering voice. The first nipple finally came out, and the sensitive area was getting ruffled by my hand.
"Oh—! Oh my gods, they're coming out?!" She somewhat tilted her back and was breathing very fast and shallow when I did the same thing to the other side. The small pop was the second nipple coming out, and I could add another 400 points to my total.
"N-Nein...!" Kina said, her eyes looking at her chest and her hands trembling as she reached to touch it.
"They're out...! Dexter, look! They are finally out—just like Mom's! Oh my gods, but Dexter, my..." Her voice was a combination of shock and desperate need, and her hips were moving as if she could somehow relieve the itching sensation between her thighs by doing so.
Kina's body was twisting beneath me, and her voice was barely a breath as she whimpered for help. "M-My pussy... it's... ahhh—it's itching so terribly..." Her legs were pressing against each other, her clit was jerking as if she could relieve the pain by moving, but it only made the it worse.
Tusk, however, who was still in shock and had been unable to react, finally found his voice and spoke in a very disbelieving manner, almost in a single breath. "K-Kina... your nipples— they were inside?!" His eyes were very wide, and his face was a mixture of amazement and absolute disbelief, as if he was seeing her for the first time.
I didn't pay any attention to his remark.
My eyes were still on Kina, and my voice was a low, but very powerful note of command. "Do you want me to scratch your pussy for you, Sister?"
"Y-Yes—! Please, Dexter, please—!" she implored, her voice shattering out of desperation. Her thighs were shaking, and her breath was coming in short, uneven gasps.
I didn't make her delay.
The other hand of mine went down her belly, and my fingers got entangled in the thick, dark hair of her pubes. The smell of her being sexually aroused was very alluring—musky, sweet, and very addictive. When my fingers reached the intimate area of her sex, she was already very wet and her folds were very swollen, and her clitoris was very hard and pulsating under the touch of my fingers.
I played with her opening, letting her liquid cover my fingers, and then I rubbed her clitoris. Kina yanked her hips very forcefully, her broken moan coming out of her throat, and I earned 800 points from her pussy.
"D-Dexter—! Ah—! N-Ngh—!?"
Her back was arched, and her breath was coming in very quick, very desperate gasps, and her body was shaking at the touch of my hand.
"You... your pussy is so wet, Sister,"
I spoke very quietly, and my voice was filled with desire and was barely audible.
Tusk's voice was a very strange combination of shock, gratitude, and awe. "D-Dexter... I—I didn't imagine Kina making such sounds...! You're teaching me... Thank you!"
I smiled broadly, and I fingered her more quickly, and I placed my thumb on her clitoris while sliding the two fingers inside her. I said, "Brother Tusk... this is the weak point of Sister Kina. If you touch her there, she will feel good."
My voice was a dark promise, and my fingers' movement indicated that they were going to penetrate her deeply. "Let's find out how loud you're able to scream for me."
"D-Dexter—! Oh gods—! P-Please—!"
Kina's voice was broken, and it was a desperate cry; her body was shaking because I was pushing her to the brink again and again.
I leaned over to her, and my lips grazed her ear. "Sister... your pussy doesn't feel like it wants to pee, does it?"
"Y-Yes—! I'm feeling... my pee is... going to come out—!"
She was gasping, her nails were digging into my shoulders, and her body was tensing like a bowstring that was about to snap.
I pulled my hand away abruptly.
Kina was making a whimper, and her voice was quite thick with frustration. "Dexter... why—?"
I smiled broadly, and my fingers that were covered with Kina's secretion, I slowly brought to my lips, tasting her, and I loved the musky sweetness of her desire. "Sister... now I have the exact location of the right spot if I want to make you squirt,"
My voice was very dark and secretive, my eyes were locked with hers until her breathing was interrupted, and her body twitched with unfulfilled desire.
Kina's eyes were full of eagerness, her lips were parted, and she was watching me with her chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. There was no doubt between us; the smell of her arousal filled the hut and was very intoxicating and primal.
I partly turned to see Tusk and lowered my voice to a hoarse, threatening purr. "And Brother Tusk? You're about to learn something very important."
Very slowly, and with full deliberation, I removed my leaf skirt and thus exposed my stiff cock to them. Kina's eyes got very large, and her voice was just a whisper and full of amazement. "So... big... far bigger than Tusk's..."
Her stare was fixed on me, and a very mixed of things like amazement and desire kept flickering in her eyes.
Tusk was totally mesmerized by my manhood and could not decide whether to look at my cock or his under the short brown leaf-skirt. He was talking with disbelief and insecurity mixed in his voice, and also a little bit of resignation.
His voice was saying the words, "Why is mine so small...". For a moment, his shoulders turned limp, and he looked down at the ground as if his feeling of not being good enough was too much for him.
I opted not to respond to him. Rather, I let the silence between us
Kina's breath was becoming very short and her tongue was very quick to come out. Her body was already responding to the sight of my cock, her thighs were rubbing against each other as if she could take away the pain from inside her, which was increasing.
"Don't bother, Brother Tusk," I uttered with a dark laugh, my glance moving towards him and then to Kina. "It's not the size that matters. It's the way."
My fingers were going up and down the soft skin of her thigh, and my touch was making her body quiver. "And Sister Kina here is going to help me teach you exactly that."
Suddenly, I raised my cock and made a sharp movement against her clitoris, the wet sound being clearly audible in the hut. "Phat... phat..."
Kina's moan was interrupted, and her body twitched. "Aaaaaah... aaah...." Her voice was a mixture of shock and delight, her hips convulsing as if she couldn't make up her mind whether to withdraw or press closer.
I looked at Tusk and said in a very low voice that seemed like I was teaching him. "What I have to do to make Sister Kina emit liquid through the urethra... is to surprise her with my cock."
My eyes stayed glued to Kina, and my voice was a low growl of command. "Sister... with your hand, expose your pussy".
Kina seemed very uncomfortable, her face heating up with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "But Dexter..." Her voice was so low that it could hardly be heard and her fingers were trembling while she looked at her pussy, not being able to make up her mind.
I didn't let her have a second to say it. My voice was firm and I was absolutely sure. "Do it, Sister. Show us that lovely pussy." Just the idea of her being opened up, her pussy shining, and waiting for me made my cock move a little.
Kina's fingers were trembling as they parted her lips; her very wet, and overgrown pussy was even catching the rays of the little light coming into the hut.
She was looking me straight in the eyes, and there was a mixture of shame and of wild, uncontrollable desire in them.