Tan Tit Ranoa

Written by Tara Tainton

Monday, 20 April 2009 16:56

“I know exactly what you are in need of, my friend,” the dark-skinned barman oozed as he leaned over the bar displaying an exaggerated grin. “The beautiful Ranoa is a legend on this island. We call her Tan Tit Ranoa.” He chuckled as he dropped another drink before the tourist. “She has the most glorious breasts, sun baked as black as the nipples that decorate them,” he reminisced as he raised his palms to caress an imaginary bosom floating in the air before him.

“She can suck your dick right into her mouth without even using her hands. Rolls you up with her fat tongue and makes you feel like you are back inside your mother’s womb!” The barman let out another deep-throated chuckle making his description sound both incredible and hideous. “Oh, yes, her talents are celebrated here. In fact, it is not uncommon for a family to send their son to Ranoa when he is of age. She is believed to be responsible for the success of many long marriages.”

The tourist was sold.. He was surprised to hear his own voice inquire about arranging a visit with the legendary prostitute. He’d never considered hired sex before. He was driven by the image of those supple, chocolate-colored tits and the succulent lips he’d find above and below.

Following the barman’s directions, a taxi led the tourist just out of town. Only a nondescript door barely visible in the moonlight stood between him and perfect bliss.

The heavy door creaked open to reveal a native woman naked from head to toe. The traveler gasped.

He couldn’t peel his eyes from the sight of her toothless smile and the weathered flaps of skin dangling to her waist. “I am Ranoa,” the woman confirmed.

He’d never thought to ask her age.