She looked around at the women listening to her carefully, glad for the attention.
“After many trials, I understood I didn’t like being so passive, during mating, but also in my life in general. I tried to be more active during mating, but the men hated it and told me to stay still. Everyone, didn’t you ever feel it was unfair how men used us for their pleasure, but we got nothing in return except obedience?”
The gallery looked at her like they didn’t know what she was talking about. Unbothered, she continued.
“I know the men risk their lives hunting beasts to provide food for the tribe, but aren’t we also contributing a lot to the clan with our work? Frankly, the tribe wouldn’t function without us, you know that, right? Plus, it’s not like it’s completely safe either when we go to the forest.”
A few women hesitantly nodded while the concept didn’t seem to register well with the others. Could it be that this elder was the first feminist in the world? Born a few million years too early, maybe, but still, that was huge. She should go into history books!
She turned her head back to me.
“Anyway, back to the topic. I see that you’re willing to try new things, young Keon. Are you interested in a woman who would be more active during mating? I know you’re not mating yet, so let’s say mating-like acts.”
This was an unnecessary question. Whether she was active or not didn’t matter at all. I was interested in all women, period. Plus, she was called elder but she was no different from a milf, or perhaps an early gilf. Even though this world had better sanitation than prehistoric times from my previous world, life expectancy still wasn’t that high. People didn’t live that long here in general.
I took a better look at her. With short black hair and black eyes, she looked quite intense, an appearance she used to quiet girls during her teachings. She was slim, with very few curves, but still looked very much in shape. Just like my mother, her pussy was hidden behind a forest of pubes, while her small breasts sagged a little due to her age.
“Gul gul gul gul gul! Yes. Very interested.”
For the first time, her stern expression softened slightly, replaced by a genuine smile.
“Really? Are you certain?”
“Yes, I am.”
“That’s good. Very good. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for such an opportunity. Ah, I almost forgot.”
She grabbed the arm of her friend again.
“Ducat here is also a bit different from the norm. She’s interested in trying new things, too.”
“How’s she different?”
“She’s my contrary, in a way. But I should let you explain, Ducat.”
The kind-looking elder smiled bashfully before speaking.
“It might sound weird, but I’m… well, I’m one of the few women who likes mating with the tribe’s warriors.”
This surprised a lot of women here, one of them even immediately asking.
“How’s that possible? It doesn’t hurt you? Are you doing something special?”
The elder shook her head.
“It’s not like that. It hurts for me too, but… that’s what’s good. Somehow, I don’t mind when it’s hurting. Maybe… I like it a bit.”
Everyone except me and elder Fevalto stared at her, unbelieving.
“No way? Are you serious?”
“How could you like it?”
“If it hurts, it hurts? How could that be enjoyable?”
Under the assault of questions, elder Ducat looked a bit embarrassed but still tried to answer as best as she could.
“I don’t know either. I think I’m weird. I cried a lot when I was young, you know? Because I thought I was different. I hoped this would go away when I grew older, but it never happened. Also, when I saw how much everyone else hated mating, I believed I was just a bit lucky.”
It was my turn to ask a question.
“Elder, if you like mating with men of the tribe, why would you come to me?”
She looked even more embarrassed now.
“That is… I like it, but it’s not all good. It’s too… huh, too short, too quick. Just when I start feeling good, the men come inside and they’re done. I’m always left disappointed in the end.”
“Oh…”
So after the unhappy feminist, it was an unsatisfied masochist. My collection was growing well. Elder Ducat’s appearance was very different from that of her friend. With long red hair and green eyes, she gave a feeling of safety and kindness. She was plump, with round forms everywhere. Her pubic hair was sparse, showing a massive clitoris, which wasn’t hidden behind protective skin, and a well-used darkened cunt. Her breasts were large, on par with those of my mother, sagging deeply, and I couldn’t wait to play with them.
“I understand. You’re very welcome to try new things with me. I won’t disappoint you.”
She gave a bright smile.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“I’m glad. I’m looking forward to it, Keon, dear.”
Elder Fevalto nodded, looking pleased with the outcome.
“No need to delay. What about right now, Keon?”
A wave of excitement pulsed through my body.
“Sure! That sounds great.”
“Can I start?”
“Of course.”
“Perfect. I’ve thought a lot about what to do, and I know what I want to try first. Can you lie down on your back?”
I did just so, in a shallow part of the basin. The woman walked to me until her groin was right on top of my head, one foot on each side of my torso. She then dropped her waist, and I understood what she was trying to do. As expected, she was different from the others. To think she would immediately go for face sitting! How marvelous!
“Ready?”
I nodded, and she continued to drop her hips until her black pubic hair came into contact with my skin. A few centimeters more and my mouth was touching the best spot, her mature gilf pussy.