RETURN TO INNOCENCE

Velvet Lips -- Part 3

Chapter 4 - Wild Sex In The Wilderness

We spent the night in a dark cave in the Wadi Rum Protected Area. Rohit informed me that it was illegal to do so. We were lucky we didn't get caught. Nobody is allowed to stay inside the Protected Area.

At night, the desert turned cold. It was amazing to see how quickly the scorching sand and sizzling heat of the day turned into biting cold at night. We had to leave our stargazing midway as the giant flat rock we were lying on turned into ice.

Rohit took me to a cave nearby. Hundreds of caves and caverns dot the Wadi Rum landscape. All were dark, damp and abandoned.

"I am freezing," I told Rohit, nude and shivering.

"I am here to keep you warm," He hugged me, and made me lie down on His clothes and my dress which served as bedsheets on the floor of the cave.

"Is it safe here?" I asked wearily, having never spent a night in a cave before. "Are there wild animals?"

"How many wild animals have you seen in the desert so far?" He asked.

"None," I replied.

"And how many birds and cats and dogs? How many cows?" He wanted to emphasise His point.

"The advantage of staying in a desert is that there are animals, domestic or wild. No birds, cats or cows," He continued. "A few lizards, insects and snakes maybe, a few camels, but nothing else. Bedouins survived in the desert for centuries."

And so it was. Me and Him embracing each other's nude body, keeping each other warm, spending the night in a cave like Bedouins. Of all the wild experiences I have had in my life, this one ranks the first.

We fucked like rabbits throughout the night. Every time I felt cold, He would fuck me to keep me warm. Every time He felt cold, I would suck Him and make Him warm. We forgot about hunger and thirst, about not taking a shower and not having dinner. The only hunger we felt was for each other's bodies. The only thirst we had was for each other's cum.

I woke up at the first light of dawn. The sun was just beginning to rise in the horizon. The air was still chilly, still cold. It was my 4th day in Jordan, and I marvelled at how quickly the last 3 days had gone by.

My dress and His clothes had big wet patches on them. Semen stains. The consequences of having sex on our clothes, using them as bedsheets. This man had very thick cum. And He discharged a huge amount of it every time He had an orgasm.

My eyes fell on Him, sleeping by my side like a baby. But His dick was stiff and erect, pointing upwards. Wow! Men and their early morning erections. Have read and heard so much about them. Now I got to see them.

I took a long hard look at His cock. Yesterday, I could not observe it properly in the darkness. The day before I could not do it in my kitchen. Now, the morning sunlight revealed the contours of His not-so-secret weapon in all its natural glory.

His cock looked like a long thick African tool, carved out of stone. The bulging veins on it spread out like the branches of a tree. The tip was big and dome-shaped, and looked slightly red from last night's repeated assaults. The sight was enough to turn me on again.

His testicles were equally impressive. Swollen and round, they looked full of cum. I had read in numerous medical journals and magazines that the true test of a man is not the size of his dick, but the density of his semen and his sperm count. This man, sleeping naked in front of me, scored very high on all 3 points.

I could not resist the temptation to touch His balls. I cupped them in my palms - one in each - and was astonished to feel their weight. They were so heavy! It was difficult to believe that they were emptied 5 times last night.