This excerpt is from my favorite novella, African Affair. The story is about a woman who gets abducted by a naked tribe who have public sex all the time. Helga (the heroine) grabs the interest of the king. Sorry I can't seem to load the cover, but it is also a good one and you can find it here. Excerpt: I noticed that unlike all the other men, he wore an ornately decorated cod piece tied onto his body with a golden thread. It looked to be made of leather, but it had been embossed and painted to look like sort of a dragon. Over his balls was a mesh sack made out of the same gold thread that held the thing on. If anything, it was more erotic than the naked cocks outside. I'm pretty sure my mouth dropped open. I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling. "You like my phallus?" He couldn't help but see that I was fascinated by it. I didn't know what to say. I stammered out an affirmative and tried to pry my eyes away from it as I watched the dragon grow. It began to stand up and pointed right at me. He took it in his hand and bounced it up and down once or twice as if to say "have a look!" "As I'm sure you've noticed we have a very different way of looking at sexual needs and desires in our tribe. We spend a lot of time fucking. We like it! Unfortunately, as King, I have less license than most of the Adgala people." "I've read about the Adgala people!" I exclaimed. I was grateful for a diversion that would take the conversation to more comfortable ground. The atmosphere in this place crackled with such erotic energy that it confused me even as it stimulated. "I thought there were no more of you." "That is the myth we have tried to keep alive. Our legendary wealth attracts vermin. We choose not to have it taken from us by government or tribe." He absently scratched his balls beneath the golden snood. "I find this whole cock-wrapper a nuisance. I'm also forbidden from spilling my seed into a woman who's not my Queen. I get a lot of blow jobs but it's not the same. Last time I came back from a trip to Europe I brought condoms. None of the women would allow them inside their vaginas. The children wound up using them as toys." I giggled. "I know you're probably thinking that a King should be able to do as he pleases with anyone in any way. But it isn't so. The Adgala women are very powerful, especially sexually. We believe that woman is possessed of much more sexual capacity so her wishes are very much respected." "That's nice to know. I have to admit it made me quite nervous to see a group of men looking at me and masturbating." I inclined my head toward the door. The King laughed. "Those men would not take you against your will. Any one of them would be happy to please you. I'm afraid I have forbidden the men from fucking you, even if you should ask. But you're welcome to other things." "Other things?" I had to ask. I'd ponder the reason behind his prohibition later. "I would not object to any man or woman licking your pussy, if it would bring you happiness. Or masturbate you. Certainly, you would give the men outside great pleasure if you would simply allow them to jerk on their cocks and spill their semen on your pale flesh." I must have looked horrified because the King patted my hand in a paternal way as if to calm me. "We find you fascinating and beautiful. Most of my people have never left this place. Although they are aware that white people such as you exist, many have never seen one in person. And certainly none, including myself, have ever watched a goddess walk in their midst." I saw his cock take a little jump as he pronounced me a goddess and stared openly as my chest. I couldn't help but feel the electricity of the place. The man was standing in front of me with his cock dressed up like a dragon, now 'in flight' no less, and my pussy began to swell a bit at his frank observation of my naked body. My nipples jumped up in erect pink points. "Your breasts speak of Mother Earth. May I touch them?" He held out his hands, ochre palms turned up just an inch or so under my breasts. I felt as though it would be offensive to refuse his almost innocent request. I nodded yes. I sucked in my breath as his flesh met mine. First he lifted them in his hands, hefting them as if measuring their heaviness in his big hands. Then he traced a finger around my areole sending shivers through me and causing my nipples to stand out even further from my breasts.