There's nothing in this world that compares to the smell of a brand new rain. The way each drop falls on the
leaves travels to the stem and journeys down to the roots. The smell is so calming. The drizzling sound from
the outside was not heard by the couple making out in the mud hut. The only sound was from the light
burning in the room where the bunch of twigs burning in splinters lays stagnant to the dancing reviving fi re in
the corner. The cracking sound from the burning wood was soothing and Zona felt warmer despite the heat
their n***d bodies generated. However, his wife- Zaire, and Zeneba's mother, Zagerba seemed to be in a
different dimension from his in terms of feeling. Her forehead showed its thin vapor of sweat. She felt utterly
weird. She clasped and unclenched her fist, she was desperately uneasy. Her breathe caught up in her throat,
Zona thought she was reacting to his touch as he had just fondled her breasts and sucked deeply on them. An
unknown fear lay deep logged within her mind. She couldn't help but grow worried.
After a long while, Zona sensed his wife was preoccupied as she wasn't responding to his advances as she is
supposed to.
"What is on your mind, Zagerba? I thought you wanted this, another child"
"I do, but I feel...I feel" her eyes suddenly became clouded with tears
"Feel what?"
"I feel different, I can't explain it, I wished we hadn't sent the children away"
"It isn't about the children. Maybe you're just nervous, I know it's been a long time" he gave her a deep kiss
which successfully muffled up her thoughts.
Then he whispered in her ears. "Let me help"
Zona tugged off her headdress and her long silky afro sprang out making her oval face look smaller than it
already was.
"Beautiful" He leaned over her and kissed her forehead. Then he moved to her closed eyelids and her straight
pointed nose leaving wet kisses in them. He nuzzled his nose against her cheeks and moved to her mouth. At
that moment, she flickered her lids opening them slowly. Her dark eyes appeared heavy with ecstasy. His
calloused hands massaged her fl at belly lined with silver stretch marks from her two childbirth and then he
moved to her sensitive spot. He lazily teased her with his index finger. Adding his middle finger, she felt her
hole expand a bit and moaned at his touch.
"It's been so long" she whispered
"Yes," Zona affirmed, his breathing heavy.
Having a sense of urgency, he rubbed his fi rm d**k against her c******s. Zagerba shuddered as the burgeoning feeling wiggled through her body from her head to her feet. Her legs coiled and she continued to moan aloud
without a care in the world.
"That's more like it, let's us make a son together" Zona held her hands above her head and kissed her again as
he kept rubbing on her. Suddenly, he plunged into her and she screamed on top of her lungs
"I. wasn't. expecting. That" she said breathed out between words.
He takes her leg behind the knee with his right hand, and then his lips meet hers. He thrusts himself inside
again so unexpectedly hard and fasts she practically screamed into his mouth. He doesn’t stop to ask her if it
hurts. He doesn’t slow down. He pushes harder and deeper until there isn’t any way they could get any closer.
She moaned into his mouth, while he groaned against her neck, and his lips were everywhere, along with his
hands. It’s rough. It’s carnal and heavy and hot, and of course, they are not quite at all. It’s fast. She thought.
"How can you forget so easily, I have dreamed of this day non-stop" He eased himself and plugged in again, a
deep groan came from her throat. "We have now till daybreak, we have a long way to go".
Zona kept on increasing his pace slamming into her hole, she rises to meet him at every interval. Their dance
continued till Zagerba slumped on the raft fully spent dragging Zona with her and she squeezed his balls. The
muscles in his legs become tight, and he begins to shake. “Zagerba,” he groans. His lips pressed, hard on hers,
and he held himself still, despite the tremors moving throughout his legs and his back. He pulled his lips back
and exhaled a huge breath. Dropping his forehead to the side of her head. “Why did you do that?” he said, still
tense. Shaking. Still pressed deep inside her.
He laid on top of her with his d**k still inside her. His weight pressed her to the raft. She could feel the
hardness of the fl oor. After a while, he tried to move away but she held unto him.
"You are not going anywhere" she stroked his balls again.
"Can you give me a break?" He croaked
"No"
She pulled him down for a kiss and the game of tongues began for a long while. She could feel his d**k getting
hard in her hole. She wiggled her waist and held him to her body with the heels of her feet. Zona carried her as
he sat on his knees. Fully hardened and heavily wet she rode him till dawn.
* * *
Zeneba woke up with a start but the intense piercing drums sounding in her brain made her lay back with the
same speed as she had leaped up. Closing her eyes, she breathed heavily scanning her surrounding.
"Where am I?" Her little voice cracked out in fear. Desperately aware of her former state running some of
those this she knew they had either caught her because nothing in the room looked like home. She rose slowly,
the sweet smell of sheep stew filled the room. It was beside her on a wooden table, she watched as the steam
oozed out slowly from the bowl and it materialized into the air.
The shepherd boy came in with her bowl of toys. Please give them to them. "When you have drunk all the
stew I will give this back"
"But they are not yours, my brother will come to find me"
"Just drink and be on your way, I want no screeching visitors"
Zeneba drank it all, whipping the creases in the side of her mouth. She grabbed her bowl and it was filled with
toys. She left the but as the boy followed behind.
She abruptly stopped in her track as soon as she noticed how lost she was.
Sensing her confused situation, the boy said "You can up from the hill over there" he pointed to her in the
direction she had fallen from.
At that moment, she remembered why and why she had fallen. Breathing a heavy sigh especially one coming
from a kid. She braced herself and moved towards the hill. The shepherd boy just watched her leave and was
surprised that she couldn't even say thanks after taking a bowl of sheep stew having killed a lamb.
By the time, she climbed over, the ground was wet and some of the flowers she had dropped weren't there to
help her navigate the way yet she could make sense of it. She perceived her brother must be him she hoped he
didn't sustain much injury.
"They must be worried sick about me," she thought Before noon, she arrived home. It was like the house was
empty everywhere was silent.
"Zaire! Are you home?" She rushed into his room but it was empty. She dropped the toys by the door. Her
mother came out from the room followed by her hurriedly dressed Father.
"You are back" her mother hugged her
"Where is your brother?" Her father asked simultaneously. His eyebrow scrunched to his masculine face
seeing his room empty.
"I thought he was here already" Zeneba suddenly burst into tears.
Zagreba quietly calmed her and asked what had happened. Hearing their trials, her mother wailed as her father got out his hunting gear and left the house. Zeneba knew something great, deeply wrong had happened
and she is scared.
"Brother where are you?" She whispered, her voice shaky her hands also.