Carnival Threesome -- Extract

 

Nadine Leilani

 

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Carnival Threesome

 

Just as I was musing over how evolved my sex life had become, I noticed a dark-skinned girl shrugging out of her top as she made a dash into the surrounding forest, following a large man. I chuckled to myself, wishing her and her friend a good time, thinking it was just a lusty couple out for a quickie, when I noticed two more people running in the same direction, both shedding their clothes as they went.

Things returned to normal, but I couldn't keep from glancing in the direction the people had disappeared, wondering if they had run into each other.

Later, as I was dancing in the middle of a crowd of gorgeous men, I caught sight of another person making their way in the same direction as the previous two couples.

Fully curious now, I danced my way out of the throng of people and cautiously stepped into the tropical jungle where the others had vanished. I wandered down a foot beaten path for probably five minutes before I was able to make out shrieks and giggles coming from ahead of me instead of behind me, from the party.

The further I went the more I was able to hear new sounds and soon the rushing of a waterfall and rapid-fire chatter of this smaller group of people were drowning out the carnival noise.

Without warning I suddenly stepped into an unexpected clearing. Baffled, I stopped short and simply stared.

The amazing forty foot water fall wasn't what caught my eye, though it was a spectacular sample of nature. Instead, I was struck by the thirty-some naked bodies engaged in various sensual acts.

True, some were simply dancing to their own inner music or swimming in the pool the waterfall plunged into, but most were engaged in making out, fellatio, cunnilingus, pawing each other, or downright fucking.

It wasn't just pairs of two. Some were in groups of three or more -- just a sweaty tangle of limbs and bodies panting and thrusting to their own rhythms.

 

The End