Koopah

The girl spoke again. I turned to see her holding out half a coconut filled with milk. I said, “Nothing darker, huh?” and took the coconut nodding. I drank some, taking in the foreign taste, and she motioned for me to drink it all. I did, trying not to drink too fast, then she took the empty “bowl” and set it aside. It was at this moment that I noticed her breasts were exposed, and had been during the entire episode. I thought, Must be a custom here, then saw that it wasn’t just her breasts; she was completely naked and unashamed.



I took off my shirt and offered it to her. She must’ve thought I was undressing because she reached for my pants zipper and tried to undo it. They must all be naked here, I thought, wherever “here” is and whoever “they” are. Well, when in Rome… I helped her, and we managed to get my pants and boxers off (my shoes had most likely slipped off in the water). Unfortunately, looking at her had had an effect on me, and that effect was now exposed for her to see. I meant to cover it, but thought that it most likely wasn’t unusual and left it. It seemed unusual to her, however, because she leaned forward and examined my erection, feeling and touching it, gasping as it pulsed under her touch. I smiled at her innocence and gently pulled her back into a sitting position. I then tried to explain, through signing, about sex. I was almost done when she grinned and said, “Koopah!”



“Koopah? Is that what you--” I then grew wide-eyed as she got on all fours and turned so her crotch faced me. She acts like she’s only seen animals do it. Maybe she’s the only person on this island, next to me.



She said again, “Koopah.” This time she sounded like she wanted me to demonstrate on her.



I smiled and thought, Don’t want to be rude. I gently gripped her thighs and spread her legs, my mouth opening and tongue darting out as I leaned toward her damp crotch. She shivered at the first lick and gently thrust back to me. I lightly sucked at the outer lips and traced ovals around them with my tongue. She gave a soft moan and I felt her pussy become wetter. I then got on my knees behind her and gently rubbed my shaft against her wetness, lubing it, then I started to guide myself into her.



Halfway in, I started to pump, being gentle. She moved with me, her slick canal taking in more of my member. In the end, she was able to take in almost the entire prick. When I felt resistance, my thrusting sped up, my hands reaching under to grope at her breasts. One of my hands moved down to her crotch, my fingers running through the thick patch of hair before finding her nub and rubbing it. She moaned and said something in her language, thrusting back faster. I met her thrusts with pumps of my own and lightly squeezed her clit, rolling it between my fingers. She screamed at this, reaching her climax as she sprayed my legs with juices. Her pussy clenched and squeezed my penis, but before I could cum, I pulled out and shot my seed on her buttocks.



I lay down on the sand, breathing hard, and she turned to me, smiling as she said, “Koopah.”



I grinned and chuckled some. “Koopah.”