1. Native Claim


    Date: 9/29/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cannibalism, Girls / Female, Author: ninja5, Rating: 73.3, Source: sexstories.com

    the trees, seemingly only afraid of the boat. They stood back and stared at the pair of Apex employees walking out of the waves onto their island. Jillian was enchanted as the number of figures up the beach grew. She looked on with fascination and felt that when they pointed, they were pointing at her. She wanted to forget her place and walk up to them, but was held back by Billings attempt to make himself respectable. He had taken off his Italian loafers and was ringing the water out of his business socks. He sat on the beach with his back to them and started rolling up the legs of his pressed suit. As Jillian waited patiently she could see he was still processing the disrespect from Nahuatl, still angry at being made a fool. “Mr Billings Sir”, Jillian finally voiced. “What in damnation is it?” Billings shouted and gave up trying to puts his sand covered socks back on. “They’re coming… a couple of them are coming over.” Jillian buzzed with excitement. Their skin was a dark olive like a sun sustained Thai and they looked more like natives. The fronds skirts that the two men wore saved modesty and they weren’t short like most Islanders. Their hair pointed out from their heads like a character from Drangonball, spikey dreads. Jillian’s eyes crew wide as they approached. Both seemed mesmerised by her – there was something about her they liked. Billings rose and turned to the two natives. He discarded his socks and gave the two men his full attention. Not wanting to insult the ...
    men by assuming they didn’t speak English he assumed they did. His foul mood of the morning vanished under his professional manner. He extended his hand to shake theirs and took a step forward. “Good morning gentlemen my name is…” He was left standing stunned as both men walked straight past him towards Jillian. Jillian became slightly unnerved and cringed back nervously. Both men reached forward and she thought of stepping back, her hands came up in defence, but the men ignored them. Fear of angering Billings prevented her and as the natives hands drew closer she leaned back. Both men touched her hair at the same time and vocalized sounds of amazement. Jillian calmed and realised that these men might never have seen a redhead before. She relaxed and smiled. Billings was dumbfounded. “Ah, Gentlemen…” Both natives ignored Billings and the men continued to inspect Jillian’s hair. They lifted it out to the side and dropped it; leaned in a smelt it; tapped the tips of her locks, as if they were testing it for magical properties. “Gentlemen, if I might interrupt?” Billings reached forward and tapped one of the natives on the shoulder. The native turned and looked Billings up and down. “Missionary?” He dipped his head. It was obvious he wanted to go back to looking at Jillian’s magical red hair that smells of lavender, curtesy of her conditioner. “I’m sorry I don’t understand. Do you speak English?” Billings was obviously regretting Jillian coming along. Despite the investigating ...
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