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Post by Spirals on Nov 25, 2022 6:48:44 GMT -6
“Oooh so you’re already used to showing off” Kali teased. “Whatever you wore, I’m just glad Álah’kū gets to see you in your loincloth hard at work. And me too of course” the village milf flirted. Being her hunky seat Ryan got a first glance at how Kali treated her man cubs. The British stud was no stranger to her ways and knew soon he’d be the recipient of one of her godly massages.
Kali tried to greet passing friends such as Lisa and Elise, the gorgeous scientists turned jungle women who want to progress the village with their research. And Sam and Jenny who looked adorable as a couple. Kali glanced at Ryan knowing well enough he helped orchestrate that duo.
“Oh we all remember you’re first attire Ryan” the jungle woman teased. Not that Ryan looked bad in them, but those red undies were uncomfortable and slightly ugly. Plus they signaled his jungle boy status and how he still had tied to his past city life. But thanks to Merriem and a number of other girl cubs, Ryan was now a certified jungle man and Álah’kū resident. “Let’s just say I prefer you in this way better, jungle man” Kali winked, as her buttocks moved left to right on Ryan’s lap and groin for a minor lap dance.
Since Enzo wore a two flap loincloth and Ryan called him a jungle man earlier she could only assume the Italian hunk passed the jungle man trials himself. They take about a month and new residents, especially mature ones, are encouraged to take them as soon as they move in to the village.
And as Kali moved her hands down Enzo’s arms, she rubbed his biceps and gave them a squeeze, blushing slightly as her hand could barely fit around the entirety or Enzo’s bicep. “Say how old are you Enzo? And what do all these tattoos mean? Surely the elders didn’t ink these into you?” Kali wondered, asking her last set of questions.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 25, 2022 7:15:24 GMT -6
Ryan knew how well Kali treated the man-cubs in the village, both young and old. He remembered his initial first meeting with the brown haired MILF when he was 18 years old and she was a beautiful 26 year old. Slightly shy upon meeting her, Kali welcomed the young Ryan with a big busty hug, which saw her keep a close eye on him as she taught a busty young jungle woman named Leanne, who had now left Álah’kū, to help bolster and improve the British stud’s confidence in the bedroom, and take his virginity. This, coupled with Ryan’s periods of solitude, his secret hobby for charming female hypno snakes, and charming other buxom babes, all helped mould him into the man he was now.
"Take a peek anytime you like, Kali. I won’t mind." Enzo flirted back, feeling at ease in her company. Kali greeted Lisa and Elise with a passing wave, while smiling and mouthing "Well done.” to Sam and Jenny. Despite the seven year age gap, the buxom British blonde loved the US college graduate, with Ryan introducing them to each other over a period of time, becoming a big brother figure to Sam.
"And I wouldn’t have it any other way." Ryan chuckled, referring to Kali teasing him about his red loincloth/langot which he would soon discard for his current attire. Kali’s buttocks moved left and right on his lap in a brief lap dance. The caramel skinned goddess had danced for Ryan before, and he was no stranger to her private performances.
But Kali was right. Enzo had passed the jungle man trials. All under the watchful eye of the elders. In Ryan’s case, it took him five long years, but he held no grudges.
"I’m 29, Kali. And these tattoos were all here long before I came to this island." Enzo revealed, feeling her warm hands trying to fit around his thick bicep. "They all have different meanings. The shields on my chest represent strength, the eagle represents freedom, the panther means power, and the cobra represents ferocity.”
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Post by Spirals on Nov 25, 2022 7:23:04 GMT -6
“He’s got some years on you Ryan! But don’t worry boys I like my jungle hunks older, and younger” she teased.
As Kali dug her fingers into Enzo’s big biceps she listened intently to him describing his tattoo meanings and age. The Italian hunk was on his way to being a mature and strong jungle man, surely going to get more experience in Álah’kū after a few more moons of jungle living.
“Wow those are fascinating tattoos Enzo! I love how each one has a meaning as powerful and masculine as you” Kali flirted, responding back to the hunks flirtatious banter earlier.
And finally the jungle woman was done. As she reached Enzo’s wrists Kali realized she had completed her back massage and hopefully released any tension the jungle hunk may have had.
“All done! How are we feeling Enzo? Ready to take on the day?” The village milf said. She looked back at Ryan with a wink and gave one last shake of her buttocks to the British studs lap. “And what about you jungle hunk? Ready to help me take those wild beasts with Ugo?” She jokes, referring to the kids who were ready for their morning story.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 25, 2022 7:53:23 GMT -6
Once Kali finished up her massage, Enzo rotated his shoulders, flexing his impressive back muscles. "Ready as I’ll ever be, Kali. Thanks for the massage." He praised, turning himself around to face the village MILF, impressed by her warmth, kindness, and flirtatious nature. Kali then looked to Ryan, who had finished his massage of her lower back, his left hand resting on her slender waist, stroking up and down sensually.
"Why not? I could use a change of scenery away from the jungle." Ryan winked at Kali, chuckling as she gave one last shake of her rounded derrière into his groin. The British jungle lad had been meaning to spend some time with Kali, and this would be a good opportunity for him.
"Anyway, Enzo, you’re best bet is to head West. Be careful on your way - one section of Álah’kū is home to enormous fruits and trees. It’s safe, but once you reach the wastelands, watch out for a few sand devils. They can be dangerous." Ryan warned, remembering how he was part of a supply foraging expedition with Jack, Xia, Paige and Meriem, where they encountered a monstrous sand devil, a huge worm adorned with tentacles that are used for grabbing prey. It almost made a meal out of Mereim until Ryan saved her and they drove it away.
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Post by Spirals on Nov 25, 2022 8:07:40 GMT -6
Seeing Enzo get up and made Kali follow in motion, allowing her hunky British chair to get up at well. At only 5'3-4', the two jungle men towered over the village milf though she didn't mind. Her height didn't define her, and Kali did enjoy the idea of one or both of these jungle hunks saving her in a damsel in distress moment.
"Oh I didn't know you were going to get some supplies! Hope I didn't take too much of your time" Kali said.
"But at least you'll be well rested and ready for anything thanks to my massage. And don't forget to take the scenic route and explore! I want you to know the island like the back of your hand" the jungle babe said, her motherly side coming out for a bit.
Kali stood on her toes and gave Enzo a big hug, her traditional way of saying goodbye. "Let's chat again soon k..." Kali said as she pressed her large breasts into Enzo's equally thick pecs. As she pulled away she walked behind Enzo and gave him a playful smack to his rump! "...my Italian Stallion" Kali giggled, enjoying the flirty game they were playing.
"Come on Ryan! The kids don't like waiting" Kali called as she began to walk away. That jungle woman was ever the tease.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 25, 2022 8:15:52 GMT -6
At 6’4” and 6’3”, Ryan and Enzo towered over Kali, but she didn’t mind. Her height didn’t define her, even if it allowed her body to showcase her phenomenal hourglass figure that she was renowned for.
"I just need to get some coal for my forge to work, Kali. It was nice meeting you.” Enzo smiled, listening to Kali’s wise words about taking the scenic route through Álah’kū to explore it’s natural wonders and treasures. The jungle goddess stood on her tiptoes to hug the Italian-American in a warm and friendly hug, her ample charms pressing into Enzo’s defined and thick pecs. She smelled of rose, jasmine and peach, her three favourite scents when relaxing. And Enzo sensed the intoxicating aroma.
"See you around, Little Miss Kali.” Enzo chuckled, the jungle goddess playfully spanking him! The blacksmith stalked off, heading to collect his coal supply.
”Neither do I.” Ryan smiled, catching up to Kali and taking her hand, gripping it lovingly.
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Post by Spirals on Nov 25, 2022 8:33:24 GMT -6
"Be careful! And come back in one piece!" Kali called, with a bit of a serious tone. The jungle was not to be taken lightly as the island shared many dangers, including the dust devils Ryan just described. But Kali had full faith in her jungle men, especially hew new Italian Stallion. The village milf enjoyed watching Enzo strut out of the village gates and into the lush jungle he now called home.
"Oh Álah’kū, please keep Enzo safe" she whispered, squeezing Ryan's large hand that cupped her tiny one. And as the pair neared the campfire, Enzo's scent still linger in her mind: ash and musk, so masculine, so earthy.
The jungle woman was lost in a daze when she heard a familia voice call her name.
"Well if it isn't Ryan and Kali! Just who I was looking for!"
A deep, booming voice called out to the pair which warmed both their hearts.
"Ugo!" Kali called as she waved. If Kali was the village mom, Ugo was the village grandpa! The silver foxed gilf was known for giving the best advice and telling the best stories in all the jungle. Ugo was a past tribal leader and jungle warrior so many came to him for guidance. He was wise and cheerful and saw the whole village as his kin. A truly family oriented guy at heart.
And despite his age of 56, the jungle man was still referred to as a jungle hunk! Standing at 6'3" Ugo was large all around with a stocky build, meaty muscles from his hunting days, and a muscly gut that shook whenever he spoke. The hairy Álah’kū native dawned a simple olive green langot, leaving him barely clothed and bare foot like the rest of the village dwellers. He was handsome with rosy cheeks and kind eyes that calmed anyone who looked into them.
"Good to see you both? Here to help out with the morning fire?" He asked. Ugo scratched his thick white beard as he looked around.
"And I'm still waiting on someone. Now where is she- Tia! My love!" He called.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 26, 2022 0:50:47 GMT -6
"Many hands make light work, Ugo. Figured I’d give Kali a little moral support." Ryan chuckled, knowing that Ugo’s deep and booming voice was his trademark, jolly and jovial, given his role as village grandpa. Ryan was always present at most of Ugo’s tales about Álah’kū’s past, having enjoyed every single chronicle about the island’s existence.
Ugo called out to Tia, his love interest, who wasted no time in emerging from the hut which they shared,
"Somebody call my name?" Tia smiled. At 40 years old, she was one of the oldest women stationed in the village. Possessing a curvy and voluptuous figure, with an ample chest and a rounded rear-end that complimented her slender arms and thick thighs, the Australian silver fox was another head turning beauty. What was most striking about Tia was her long platinum blonde hair that was almost a silverly colour, making her hazel eyes stand out. She wore a giraffe print bikini, which hugged her plus-sized frame. Like Kali, she followed her own maternal instincts in protecting the children of fhe village.
"Hello, Kali. I see you’ve brought Mr. smooth operator himself along." Tia smiled, aware of the British hunk’s penchant for charming the babes of this bustling community. Ryan generally respected Tia and always admired her sassy and mature personality. Though she was old enough to be his mother, Tia flirted with the man-cub on a few occasions, building up her own confidence.
"Well, my schedule is free, Tia. And I’ve been meaning to keep Kali company for the day." Ryan chuckled, briefly twirling Kali until he was standing behind her and able to wrap his big and strong arms around her thin and slender waist. The caramel skinned babe loved how Ryan held her close.
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Post by Spirals on Nov 26, 2022 7:33:55 GMT -6
Kali squealed and giggled, happily surprised when Ryan twirled her around and and pulled her close from behind. The village milf felt the hunky British studs big and strong arms wrap around her slender, thin figure, his equally big and strong hands being placed on her flat, toned stomach, inches above her loincloth strap.
“Mr. Smooth Operator is right Tia” Kali sighed, blushing at Ryan’s forward yet appreciative flirting. “But today we’re both here for the kids. I love that you’ve joined in helping us” the jungle babe said, talking to the silver foxed jungle woman. Ever since Tia came to the jungle the 40 year old Australian goddess really turned the village around in the best place possible. She also felt the same when it came to caring for others and helped Ugo lighten his load when it came to the children. And it wasn’t long before sparks flew between the village grandpa and village grandma.
“Hey now man cub you’re making me look bad!” Ugo bellowed, chuckling as his round belly shook. With his white beard and thick, stocky figure, the silver foxed gilf was essentially Álah’kū’s own Santa Claus! Ugo held Tias hand and stared at her lovingly, proving how much he cared for her.
Kali began to rub her foot on Ryan’s upper knee, daydreaming of growing old with someone and having what Ugo and Tia had. That was until many tiny screams began to fill her ears. “Here come the kids!” The jungle woman said breaking everyone out of their lovey doves fantasies.
“Let’s get by the fire place” Ugo called as he waved everyone over.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 26, 2022 7:43:44 GMT -6
Tia’s maternal and warm presence was a calming and kindhearted influence on the small congregation of children, who would no doubt carry on the legacy that the elders and the rest of the village would leave behind when their time would come. Tia quickly became popular among the women, with even the airheaded Astrid listening intently to her wise words on how to be kind to all creatures on Álah’kū.
"Hey, it’s never stopped me so far." Ryan chuckled, referring to Ugo’s compliment about making him look a little second best in the charm stakes. The British jungle man wasn’t one to prove his own superiority above everyone else - he did more than his fair share of work around the village. From training up Sam as his protege and introducing him to Jenny, to saving many a friend’s life from various jungle predators.
Kali’s foot began to rub on Ryan’s right knee tenderly, daydreaming of being a mother herself as Ryan held her close. The silence was interrupted by many tiny cheers and screams - the children were here. Ryan and Kali began to usher the children to the fire place.
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Post by Spirals on Nov 26, 2022 7:50:10 GMT -6
“Come on children come on! We have a special treat for you all!” Kali giggled as she ushered the tiny man cubs and girl cubs towards the fire place, helping them find seats around Ugo who had already taken his signature spot at the front of the circle. Ever since Tia came the children simple adored her so her spot was right next to the jolly jungle mans seat.
The village milf turned around and smiled, seeing Ryan be so good with the children. He laughed with them, let on rise his shoulders, even pick a few and twirled them slightly. Every now and then Kali got the pain of knowing she’d never have her own children with Ryan, or any jungle hunk to truly call her own. But she shook that thought away because the Native American jungle babe knew that these were her children. Every single one of these kids trusted her and so did their parents, because they knew she was capable of being the best mother of the jungle.
“Alright children let’s settle down for our morning story” Ugo called. Kali found a seat next to Ryan and leaned her head against his broad shoulder, hugging her raised left knee.
“Thanks for coming” she whispered as Ugo began a tale from the beginnings of Álah’kū. “Means a lot”
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 26, 2022 8:14:12 GMT -6
Even to his surprise, Ryan was a natural when it came to interacting with children. Kali watched as he placed one young girl on his shoulders, making her feel ten feet tall in the morning sunshine. He heard about the Native American jungle goddess’s unspecified condition that prevented her from having any children after resident jungle women Ashley and Holly, the latter a big sister to Kali, broke the news to him. Unlike most men who would callously dismiss such a heartbreaking condition, Ryan was patient and understanding. Tender qualities that lay hidden under his charming masculinity.
All the parents in the village put their trust in Tia, who’s presence turned the village around in nearly six months. She took her seat next to Ugo at the front of the circle once everyone had settled down. Kali sat next to Ryan, her head leaning against his broad shoulder, thanking him for coming with her to help look after the future of Álah’kū.
"Don’t mention it, Kali." Ryan winked, internally hiding the pain of knowing that he never saw his real mother again after that fateful plane crash that claimed her life. Other than Sirona the wolf, who served as a surrogate mother to the man-cub during his younger years in the wolf pack, and Ahnise the albino burmese python, who cared for him for a week when he was a hotheaded 18 year old, Ryan grew up knowing his mother wouldn’t see him grow into the strong, brave and courageous man he is now. But he shook those memories from his mind, with Kali’s tender presence and heavenly scent easing his heartbreak.
"Wonder how Enzo is getting on?" He pondered.
Enzo was now more or less outside the village boundaries, exploring the thick jungles of the island. The Western and Eastern hemispheres of Álah’kū were renowned for their peaceful tranquility and breathtaking beauty. The blacksmith passed various herbivorous grazers, such as zebras and deers, the latter mammal looking up from their grazing with curious eyes and ears at him.
"Makes a change from my forge." He smiled, passing by a watering hole where an elephant herd were bathing themselves. These herds were matriarchal, lead by Winifred, a female whom was very familiar with several man-cubs at the village, especially Ryan. She sprayed water onto her back, barely noticing Enzo continuing his quest to the wastelands in the far regions of the Western hemisphere.
Sooner or later, Enzo entered one area of the jungle that Ryan told him about. Uncharted and unexplored, shrouded in mystery. Legend told of giant flora and fauna, hidden from the rest of the island where the plants and animals were one of a kind. Vegetation was a large part of this isolated environment, which could be seen by enormous tree trunks, umbrella like leaves, and colorful flowers not native to the more populated parts of the island. Vines were also abundant, and seemed to sway on their own, but that could’ve been the wind. The sun was very nearly blocked out.
"Look at the size of those!" Enzo declared, his brown eyes spotting a large mango hanging from a tree, right next to a colossal banana. Just what was this place?
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Post by Spirals on Nov 26, 2022 8:32:36 GMT -6
It would've please Kali greatly to know that Enzo was indeed taking his time in his quest for coal, and taking the scenic route along the jungle paths. The island of Álah’kū had so much to offer and the Italian American hunk was getting all that and more.
The western part of the island however was a true mystery indeed. Besides the desert with abundant oases and dormant volcano, there was a section that needed to be crossed first. The luscious and extra large area where trees were as tall as skyscrapers and the fruit was as big as your head. The vines seemed to move on their own but that was the wind right? And the flowers, their scent drew in many and so did their color, as many of these flowers were only native to this western ecosystem.
"Hm Hm Hm..." a high pitched voice hummed in the distance, to far for Enzo's ears to pick up.
For up in the canopy of this portion of the jungle lived a creature who's existence few knew as he remained hidden for centuries. It was a creature that had grown adapted to this luscious jungle, he named the Overgrow, and had full control of the vines and plants around it.
"Now just for a tiny bit of water" he giggled. And who was he? He was Leaf, a cobra like snake with a true green thumb, or perhaps scale.
And as the sunlight reflected into the canopy the creature's true form could be seen. Leaf was covered in scales of different green hues, wrapped in vines, grass, and flowers that grew all over him. The serpent had full control of the vines around him, and his tail and neck were covered in large palms leaves, making his tail a sort of fan and giving his neck his hood.
Leaf was a kind and nature loving snake, but with his lack of social interaction made him a bit quirky and, well, weird. Social cues weren't really his thing, but kind at heart Leaf meant no harm. He just didn't know when to stop.
And as Leaf used his fan like tail to pour water he collected onto some flowering branches in his tree, his head tilted. He felt the vines shift and the earth twitch. Someone had entered the Overgrown, and they weren't on all fours, so that ruled out any passing wild animal. This was a biped, who's footsteps were of even pace. And Leaf had only ever met one bipedal creature before.
"Could it be?" Lead wondered, his large pastel green eyes lighting up as he slithered across the canopy toward where he sensed the creature was.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Nov 26, 2022 8:54:07 GMT -6
The Overgrown - an aptly named region of Álah’kū. Away from the desert, it’s lush oases and dormant volcanoes, everything in this section of the jungle was super-sized, and then some. Trees as tall as skyscrapers, fruit as big as a cargo ship, and vines that possessed sentient abilities that would often grab a passer-by for a quick feel, and more often than not, a soft series of squeezes, rubs, and sensual spanks. The scent from nearby flowers drew in many interlopers, but not to their doom, to help them relax and set their troubled minds at ease.
Enzo had listened to Ryan’s advice to be on his guard out in the jungles. And so far, the rugged blacksmith was heeding every word, knowing that there were no vicious and monstrous predators in The Overgrown. He had no idea that he was going to come into contact with a denizen that could best be described as… eccentric.
"Ryan was right. The fruits in this place could feed the whole village for a year. I wonder why he and the others don’t venture out here?" Enzo pondered to himself, unaware that Ryan had explored this section of Álah’kū before, and had been grabbed, squeezed and fondled by the curious sentient flora and fauna. Which was controlled by a hidden watcher in the canopy…
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Post by Spirals on Nov 26, 2022 9:06:49 GMT -6
Enzo would soon find out why not many entered the Overgrown. Not out of fear from its protector but respect. One law in the jungle was take only what you need, which some in Álah’kū did not heed but she had ways to punish those who didn't. And those few who knew the Overgrown existed told not a soul, knowing it would do more harm than good to the ecosystem if word got out. Though Enzo had not a greedy bone in his body and was in no way disrespecting the Overgrown. And that was very clear to his hidden watcher.
Leaf slithered on and on, picking up this thing's scent with his pink tongue that flicked in and out and from the vibrations felt by the sentient vines he had full control over. And that's when the grass-cobra found him. Climbing over an enormous fallen log, and ducking under some umbrella sized leaves, the serpent's eyes widened as he stayed hidden into the canopy above.
It was a man..a man...oh what were they called again? Oh right! A man cub! That was the term Leaf had come up with for these beings! (though unaware this term was coined by many) It had been many moons since his first encounter with a man cub, hunky jungle man Ryan Masterson! Leaf often daydreaming of meeting the British stud again, holding the muscular man cub close in his coils and treating him to a tickle fest. Leaf was definitly peculiar and had an outlandish idea of fun!
But was it Ryan? Leaf couldn't be sure. Didn't feel like Ryan. Still, the grass cobra sent a few of his sentient vines the man cub's way, just to test the waters once again.
Down below, the vines that were "blowing in the wind" began to blow in an odd direction. Straight towards Enzo! One slid down his muscley back, tugging at the Italian jungle dude's loincloth strap! Another slid around his arm gently, coping a feel at his thick bicep. Another rustled his short black hair and scratched his handsome, bearded face. What was going on?
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