Frank Harris - My Life And Loves, vol 5

The dance continued, but I noted with pleasure that the girl had broken away from the group of women who were still huddled in the center of the feathered and painted men, and that her mother took her hand immediately and led her away into the darkness.

“In five minutes,” my friend said, “a boy will come to fetch you. You will go with him and then you will be free to do as you please.”

I thanked him gratefully and waited for the return of my messenger. The whole pristine nature of this assignation caused the passion within me to become almost uncontainable. I was more than relieved when the boy arrived and waited respectfully for me to join him. I left at once after shaking hands with the headsman, who said in his broken English:

“May the night bring you much pleasure and the woman much love!”

The boy conducted me through the village to the door of a small hut which was set apart from the rest. It occurred to me to wonder whether this was the hut which was set aside for the nuptials of a first mating. Unfortunately, I always forgot to ask the headsman, so I have never been able to confirm my suspicion. The boy left me at the door. In the distance I could still see the black shadows of the dancers who hurled themselves about the fire at the far end of the village. Drawing a deep breath, I stooped and entered.

There was no light within.

At first I thought the hut was empty. There was no sign of movement. But then, suddenly, I became aware of the stenchI use the word advisedlyof my young bride. It was like no smell I had ever smelled, or rather, if one is impolite enough to suggest that European women have a smell, the present one was that of a female raised to an indescribable pitch of sexual pungency. It struck at my nostrils and caused me almost to lose courage. But I divested myself of my silly prejudice and breathed inwards deeply. What an amazing effect! The odor seemed to rise in my head like strong drink and send a soft, needling sensation over the skin of my belly and loins. Never before in my life had I felt such a powerful lust.

Still in the darkness, my eyes growing accustomed gradually, I removed my clothes. My throbbing engorged tool sprang out before me as if seeking its warm receptacle in the gloom. By this time, I had become aware of the girl's breathing. Undoubtedly, because she had been there longer than I, and because of the stark whiteness of my skin, she was now able to see me clearly, but as yet I had only the vaguest notion of her whereabouts in the hut. My erection was almost painful in its rigidity. Leaning forwards, like an animal in the forest, I tried to sense her exact position. Poor civilized creature that I was! How slow are the senses of a civilized man! I was aware of her, but I did not know where she was!

Dear girl that she was, she realized immediately the nature of my difficulty. Almost at once, I felt a warm hand close around my wrist and I was pulled forward in the darkness onto a bed of dried rushes. At first they pricked my sides painfully, but then I became overpoweringly aware of the oily softness of the body that pressed itself against me. She guided my hand to her thighs and with gratitude I began to stroke her pussy tenderly. My thumb found her clit and teased it until I could feel it swell to my touch. At the same time I inserted first one finger, then another into her accepting grotto. Her subtle movements beneath my hand combined with the darkness of the hut acted like a drug on my senses. I felt dazed and overcome by lust, my sophisticated nature being overcome by the raw vitality and sensuality of the place. I manipulated her with my fingers, my palm flat against her mount, while my erection grew to enormous lengths.

I abandoned myself completely to her embrace, finding her lips with my own and crushing her mouth open with the pressure of my lips and tongue. She groaned softly as I reared back and my cock burst through her coarse hairs. I found myself inundated with the sticky lubricant of her passion, risen naturally from the fertile gland within the soft orb of her belly. I set myself to give her the ultimate depth of pleasure, teasing her, rousing her, running my hardness again and again in long full strokes between the smooth flanges of her sex.

Her soft buttocks rose and fell in a perpetual rhythm, and each time I drew my rod from her, her mouth opened and she let out a wild, animal cry that caused my buttocks to tighten and my movements to become frenzied. I drove into her again and again, reveling in my strength and my dominance, though I suspect she used me as she wished. Of course, no thought of that entered my mind. My entire attention was focused on bringing her to the brink of utter surrender, then letting her down before the joyous moment was passed. In this way we continued to build our anticipation and desire until she bucked beneath like an untamed animal and I plowed into her with the same savage fury. My cock tingled and my body began to spasm uncontrollably, though I was not quite ready to release the geyser that was rising quickly to the surface.

In the distance we could still hear the noise of the tom-toms from the other end of the village. I took her leathery nipples in my mouth, first the one and then the other, and sucked deeply. Then, when she cried out for the third time, I allowed my own lust to rise like a dam within me and spurt hotly into the pit of her abdomen.

From the point of view of pure physical pleasure, I have never experienced anything equivalent. The rhythm of our love was undilutedly animal. No sooner had I ejaculated than she moved her oiled body in a snakelike way to arouse me to new passion. I was tired but could not resist giving myself over to her.

I drove her roughly into the rush bed. I was determined to satisfy her lust as it had never been satisfied before. I threw her legs up over my shoulders and spread her thighs with my arms. Her open pussy slit gleamed wetly in the semi-darkness. I moved up and drove my revitalized ramrod into that tempting target. I pounded into her again and again while she ground her pelvis in such a way that I could feel the bone mashing against my enraged cock, drawing it into her, encouraging it to explore her innermost secrets, stroking it until it throbbed painfully with almost conscious need.

My tool continued its quest, sliding in and out of her tight channel, until she began to scream with unbridled passion. Only then, striking boldly with my lance, did I allow my sperm to flow for the second time into the dusky belly which engulfed it.

By that time, it was nearly dawn. I was so tired that in spite of the squalor of our bed, I fell immediately into a deep sleep and did not awake until the sun had risen almost to its peak on the following day. When I awoke it was to see my new bride smiling happily into my eyes and offering me a choice assortment of fruits from a rudely made basket.

Man is above all a creature of habit. I am certain that if I had stayed long enough in that village I would have come to accept and to rejoice in the carnal power of my young black bride. I came almost to enjoy the beastly smelling oils and unguents which she rubbed daily into the soft masses of her thighs and breasts, which mingled cloyingly both with her short hairs and with the hair on her head.

Sometimes, lying back in the shade of a hot afternoon, I considered seriously abandoning my previous life and allowing myself to sink into the pleasant torpor of a simple life. I had already conceived a desire for two other girls of the village and the thought of having a large and comfortably furnished hut of my own and a limitless number of these women for my sexual satisfaction was nearly attractive enough to overcome my resolve to return to civilization and continue my life and work. The idea was especially attractive because the headsman of the village made no effort to conceal his desire that I should stay. With my knowledge and experience, he was quick to see, we could soon have transformed a poor native village into a rich and prosperous settlement, certainly the most prosperous in that part of the country. That would mean riches for all the villagers and a constant recruitment (by ordinary purchase) of the finest girls from the outlying villages.