pseudo-NaNoWriMo story #1 (nsfw) wip

Thunder crashed through the sky as rain peppered the surrounding foliage. A group of lithe, shadowed figures deftly moved their way through the underbrush, barely making a sound. There were five of them in all, each clutching a simple wooden spear in hand. It seemed they were looking for something as they rushed through branches and leaves. A flash of lightning in the sky illuminated the underbrush briefly, a large, robust mammal standing in a clearing. Their hands clenched their spears tightly as they stared.

Another bolt sparks across the sky as a sixth member of the group appears near the others, this one wielding a bow with an arrow readied. This particular individual was a good foot or more taller than the rest and was leading the others, their eyes having moved to the bow. Just as the beast raises its head to look an arrow is let loose from the bow, piercing it in the shoulder. It cries out in agony as three more of the group loose their spears before it can start to run, lodging them into its neck and chest.

Wounded and afraid the beast attempts to run, stumbling futilely as rain pours around it. The group steadily follow behind it, keeping watch for any other animals that might want to take their prize. As the creature's breathing becomes more ragged and its head sagging the final two descend upon it, ramming their spears into its sides before it can reach and piercing both lungs. A minute or so later and the beast is dead, smiles appearing on the group's faces. The largest one lets out a triumphant cry as they move towards their kill, hefting it up and beginning their trek. Their trek back to the village where the rest of their people wait.

The sound of cheers fill their ears as they arrive back home, dropping the creature's still warm body at the foot of a large stone altar. It was adorned with incredibly phallic pieces of architecture as was the rest of the village. Looking up the group notices the rain has stopped, breathing a sigh of relief. Out of wood and stone huts come the other villagers, some holding torches, others holding knives. The light from the flames bathe the surrounding area in a warm glow which allows the group to finally be seen.

A pleased laugh came from the largest of the group as the others turn their heads to face them. Or her. She towered over the rest as she placed her hands on two of their heads, specifically the two who landed the killing blows on the creature. Her body was supple yet firm in places but to the uninitiated she would appear to be a mostly normal human, albeit one who had hunted and foraged all of her life. That was of course until one looked towards the more sexual locations on the body.

Unlike most women who would hunt all their life she has managed to keep a sizable bosom, each of her breasts easily as large as her head. One wonders how she manages to move so deftly with such large things hanging from her chest. That was not the only grandiose piece of her anatomy however, her hips extending nearly past her shoulders and her buttocks being nearly the size of her torso. Despite looking like primarily fat there were strong muscles hidden behind the plush outer layer.

The rest of the group was no different, appearing very similar to an average teenage boy who had hunted for most of his life. However, just as with the female, there were key differences. For one they possessed no facial hair of any kind and very little body hair as well. This was not their most striking feature was down between their legs, their sexual organs becoming immense just like the females.

Between their thighs was an enormous flaccid shaft, none of them being smaller than a foot or thinner than a palm's width. Nestled primarily behind them was an equally stupendous pair of testicles, hanging like some sort of perverse fruit. Intermittently their shafts lurched as they stood there, waiting for some sort of response from their leader.

With a smile on her face she places her hands on two of the boys' heads, gently rubbing them. Pleased sighs come from them while the other three just look towards the huts, one of them yawning briefly. Before they can leave to rest however they all will need to be marked with the blood of their kill. She gently ushers them towards the altar where the beast has already been properly skinned and is now being cut apart. Two white, ovoid pieces of flesh are left on the stone, blood pooled around them.

They each stick a hand into the blood and wait for the arrival of the priestess, feeling the warm fluid fill the gaps between their fingers. Even without the priestess here yet they still feel the virile energies from the testicles surge through their being. So much so that they don't even notice when a hand is placed on each of theirs, moving them to lift their hands and press it to their stomachs, dragging it upwards to leave a trail of blood along their torso. The remaining blood on their hands is taken and smeared onto their forehead, the priestess smiling and patting their heads as it slowly coagulates.

Yes. This ceremony was going to be a wonderful experience for all involved.

But for now it was time to relax as the proper instruments and items were brought out by others, the group making their way to one of the huts. Fire crackles atop the torches affixed to the wall, the room swathed in a warm light. For the moment there was no one inside other than the group, the hut having been vacated in preparation for the ceremony. Beds made of leaves, fur, leather, and wood sat a few inches above the hardened clay flooring to keep bugs away. There were a few stone and wood tables against one of the walls, covered in pieces of parchment and writing utensils like charcoal and ink coated feathers.

On the other side of the room was an assortment of food items sitting on another set of tables. Primarily it was just hunks of smoked or grilled meats, cut up fruits, and ground vegetables but there were some prepared foods as well. A few pies sat in the center of the table next to the cooked head of what appeared to be a massive boar, tusks having been broken off. Loaves of golden brown bread sat next to dishes of cheese and butter.

Before the group gets to relaxing they quickly strip of their leather coverings, all breathing a sigh of relief. While it wasn't indecent to be nude outside, for there really was no concept of indecency, the leather garbs were very good for not accidentally cutting one's self when running through the forest. In addition it allowed for pockets or pouches to keep various items found out in the wild. Now that those were out of the way the fun could begin.

With a smile the female grabs two of the males, the same two that stabbed the Cervid's lungs, and giggled as she hauled them off towards the beds. The other three, having known this was going to happen, move over to the meal table or writing table. They knew they'd get their turn eventually. May as well enjoy the other aspects of the ceremony beforehand.

The sound of crunching leaves and creaking leather fill the hut as the female gently tosses the two males onto the bed. Their breathing is already becoming quicker as they imagine what she was going to do to them and she seems the same way, briefly licking her lips. Both her hands move down to grab onto each of their shafts and give them a languid stroke, a smile on her face.

While it wasn't impossible for them to talk speech was rarely needed. However it did always add a flare to sex, the female curling her lips as she kept her hands on her compatriots' shafts. "You wannu the fuck, yah? Hunt was long and hard like you are get." she said with a giggle, the two of them smirking at her joke.

"Yah. Odga and Vern def wannu. Wannu have paizo and buttwork." Odga replied with his shaft now bobbing upwards. It didn't take much to set a male off, both Odga and Vern soon enough becoming completely erect.

The female, her name being Mel, licked her lips again as she lowered herself to kneel in front of the two of them. Her hands kept working slowly along their shafts and she soon enough leaned even further to start to lick and suck at their tips, saliva dribbling down their turgid lengths. She never really practiced a way not to make noise when doing this and nobody in the hut minded save the fact that it was starting to excite the other three males.

It doesn't take much longer for them to no longer focus on the food or paperwork, walking over to Mel, erections in hand. She just moves her eyes to them and smiles as she turns around, grabbing two of them and lodging the third between her bosom. "Kedga, Yin, and Goonda wannu the fuck alred? No prob tabech. Mel wannu more cock enway." she happily says before eagerly moving her hands and chest before looking back at Odga and Vern, lifting her hips up. "Maybees wannu start?"

The both of them give an enthusiastic nod to her before casually sliding themselves down between her legs, Odga placing his tip against her vagina whilst Vern pushed his between her cheeks and against her anus. With a happy coo Mel rubbed herself back against the two of them whilst her hands and chest continued to work, the three others letting out pleasured groans. For a few moments Odga and Vern just rub their tips against her inviting holes before ramming forward.

Mel threw her head back as she was penetrated, letting out a long, powerful moan. Slowly but surely the two sliding into her got deeper and deeper until their hips were clapping against hers, every inward thrust leaving a bulge in her midriff. Unable to help herself any longer she leans over to place her mouth on the tip of the shaft buried in her bosom, sloppily sucking on it. Meanwhile her hands worked faster and faster on the two in her hands, Kedga and Yin.