When we started moving again, Asenath(Aisha) approached me and sniffed me. Then she rode her camel a little bit further near Salma and sniffed her.
She yelled out in anger.
"You two fucked!"
Every weary soul who abandoned all hope and decided to leave their homeland to depend on the kindness of strangers lifted their head in confusion. They were all looking at Asenath(Aisha). Who was this woman who just blurted out something so outrageous in a situation like this?
Ashamed, she whispered in indignation.
"You two fucked. Why don't you embrace me? You always give me excuses."
I knitted my brows.
"I'm a firm believer in gods. When I die, my heart will be lighter than a feather. That entails not embracing a woman who has no other choice but to depend on me."
She inhaled in deep-seated and miserable rage.
"You gave me the option not to give you my body and get your help before standing on my own two feet anyway. I, at this moment vehemently demand you take my body and enjoy it regardless. I want you Nazhotep. I don't want you out of fear for the future. I don't want you for your money or anything like that. I want you and you alone. I want this dignified, lion-like man in front of me to have me. Do you think it is easy to find a man like you?"
I blushed at the compliment. I puffed my chest with pride
"Of course, you can't"
She pouted.
"I'm serious. most men are either cowards like Nasim's soldiers or assholes like Quraysh men. It's so hard to find and land a man who is both good and brave. I'm not going to lose my chance with you I want you too. Have me, enjoy me, love me."
I remembered that she sniffed me. I pushed my neck as close to my crotch as possible and took a big whiff. My eyes watered from the way it reeked. Whatever was going to happen between me and Asenath(Aisha), it would have to wait until I got a chance to take a bath first.
Her request to me is still hanging in the air. I had to clarify what I intended to do so I leaned to the side and squeezed her meaty buttocks. Gad damn, Nasim has fed his slave well.
She shyly smiled at me. She sat straight on her camel from then onwards for the rest of the journey. She has been validated in her love.
We arrived at another oasis and unloaded our camels we had to let them drink water. Hell, we needed to drink water and wash ourselves. We all filled our leather sacks with that fresh goodness.
We all needed to wash ourselves. That meant everyone needed to become naked in front of everyone and use the bucket away from the oasis. It's dangerous in a way. There are no guards here. That being said, since the people need to get buck naked in front of everybody, there is unintentional seduction taking place. With desire comes love, and with the blocking of that desire comes hate.
One way to get around this is to groom each other in good faith. Of course, that doesn't mean you have to become naively vulnerable enough to become defenseless against anyone who might want my women and my wealth. I sat on a rock and washed an old grandma's back first. Upon her request, I gave her a back massage too. She was full of gratitude toward me. Then I washed an old man. When I said old, I meant OLD. He barely understood where he was or what he was doing. His hearing was also not the best.
Asenath(Aisha) approached me with a piece of cloth. She is butt-naked. Me, Salma, And Asenath(Asiha) are all walking around with our spears. Our bags are hung from the tip. The back end of the spear is impaled in the dirt in a way that It can be pulled out at a moment's notice.
The young and beautiful refugees are clustered around me while they are bathing. They know I wouldn't do anything to them. Even if ı wanted such a thing, I would just request it. And if my request was denied, I would back down.
I placed a kiss on Asenath's breast.
"We will have to bathe ourselves again because we will get dirty not too long after."
Asenath smiled. Her dimples are really cute.
"Ah, stop it."
Her plump butt is a sight for sore eyes. She has those hungry eyes. Those hungry eyes are locked on her true aim. My manhood.
She has been used as a comfort girl when she was a slave. She must know her way around a cock.
"Do you like it?"
She vigorously nodded, her hand caressing it up and down.
We are getting looks from our surroundings. It's rude to have sensual moments in front of everyone. You can't fuck out in the streets in towns for instance. You can, however, do whatever the fuck you want when you are the one with the spear. Also, everyone is naked. It's only natural I got a bit stiff.
She lifted her leg and wrapped it around mine. She pulled me to her embrace.
A man shouted in anger.
" What do you think you're doing? You degenerate pigs!" his soft dick was dangling uselessly between his legs.
He was offended by our very public, very naked display of affection. I lifted my head and yelled out.
"Tell me, sir, where is your spear?"
He was taken aback by the question. I continued. Talking to everybody this time.
"Men with spears took your taxes and failed to protect you. Other men with spears took your wealth and kidnapped your women. Now I, a man with a spear will enjoy himself in front of you. Since you don't have a spear, you can't say anything to me. Just like you can't say anything to those men with spears before. When will you people take up spears and stand up to unreasonableness?
I shall inflict this unreasonableness upon you until you pick up a spear and tell me you are worthy of respect by that spear."
The man understood. He is at a crossroads in his life. To pick up the spear or not. Both have terrible implications. This seemingly simple ultimatum has him stunned. All he has to do is to pick up my spear and he wouldn't have to suffer me fucking in front of him.
Unexpectedly he backed off, seemingly in deep thought. It came off like I'm fucking in front of everybody to make a philosophical point. In reality, I wanted to embrace Asenath and I didn't want to wash myself twice.
With my spear near me, I became the king of this congregation of refugees. And the king gets what he wants. There is one thing I want anything in the world right now. That is, the naked body before me. She didn't pay any mind to the whining man. She was busy giving me a necklace of hickeys.
Her sweet tongue is savoring my salty sweat.
"Mmm, slurp, slurp."
I aligned my manhood with her womanhood and invited myself in. She gasped with her eyes wide open. It was the thing she had dreamed of for days. Our tongues dance in each other's mouths. Trusting in my strength, she leans back to take me inside her better. Her flexible body allows her upper body to be upside down while her crotch is aligned with me.
Her breasts sway with every thrust. It is a wonderful and liberating feeling to get rid of all the sexual tension with one's traveling companions. my powerful thrusts are just what she needs to quell that smoldering ingot that is her lust. So she takes it, not thinking for a second that people watching might think she is a slut. The holy union of man and woman becomes her. She is in her element. A fish in water, a bird flying through the sky. She screams her pleasure out for everyone to hear. She wants everyone to know that she is taking not just any dick but MY dick.
"Ahh, Ahh, Ahh!"
She feels victorious over the other women who were lusting after me. She is looking around, grinning at anyone who would look at me lustfully during our copulation. She trembles as she creams on my manhood. She is at the zenith of pleasure and for that, I intend to keep my tempo until it comes to pass.
She lifted her body and made herself comfortable. She intends to let me pound her until I finish inside her. I didn't want to finish inside her so I pulled out, gesturing for her to suck it. she obliged.
She dutifully worked on my dick. Her sweet lips wrapped around my penis. Before long, she devours my gifts. Every gulp is a sign of affection. She is willing to do all this because she yearns for me. She wants everything I have to offer.
After we both became satisfied, we, along with Salma washed each other clean.