Food can be a powerful aphrodisiac. During my trip to Peru a few years ago, we tried many new foods and dishes but nothing I'll remember more than the aphrodisiac concoction we tried when we visited a little village south of Cuzco. We were with a tour group, I was with Jenny my dear friend along with 8 other travelers and our tour guide. Raoul was his name. He was a tall and virile Peruvian with long black hair and a short scruffy beard. He had piercing green eyes, was muscular but what me and Jenny noticed the most was his tiny beige shorts, which were filled quite nicely, from all sides. Me and Jenny were teasing each others as to who would be able to seduce him. It's not as if we didn't try but Raoul remained stoic and professional throughout the first few days even though Jenny's ample cleavage had been in his field of vision more than a few times. On purpose may I add.

Later on our tour, after visiting Cuzco, we descended south and visited a little village. It was modest and rustic. No electricity, no cars but the people were welcoming and generous. Later that evening, after eating a meal prepared by the a local family, Raoul introduced us to an old man known to make all sort of medicines and potions. One of his potions or concoctions was, we were told, a powerful aphrodisiac. That of course got my and Jenny's attention, as well as the attention of the rest of the group. The old man made the mysterious concoction in front of our curious eyes, mixing different types of herbs, dry fruits and liquids. The mood of the group was marked by a good deal of excited laughter and joking. We thought to ourselves, "But what if it does work?!". Raoul led the way by ingesting first the concoction. The women in the group were all watching him, waiting anxiously for the potion to work but we were told to be patient, it would take a few minutes. Me and Jenny tried it next. After feeling strange, nauseous and experimenting hot flashes for the first 10 minute or so, we started to experience a sense of well being as well as an increased sensibility of our senses. A simple touch or the sight of Raoul's opened shirt gave me goosebumps. I suddenly felt lust for other men in our group and I must admit, even women. We all remained well behaved but when we exited the old man's house, our little group started to increasingly be, shall I say, touchy-feely.

We retreated into our tents we had set up earlier and all sat out in front of them, around the camp fire Raoul had just started. It was night, unbearably hot and humid. The extreme sexual tension was palpable. It was simply a matter of who would make the first move. Raoul did. He took off his shirt. The sight of his virile and muscular chest send shivers down my spine, I felt goosebumps all over my body. Men of the group followed his lead and all took off their shirts. Jenny, who tried every which ways to show Raoul her cleavage seized the moment and took off her white blouse leaving her ample breasts, fully exposed. Not wanting her to get ahead with Raoul, I followed her lead. Soon after, the men started to completely undress and were rapidly followed by the women. We were now all nude, including the object of my desire, Raoul. He was beautiful. He had his long hair down and the sweat made his body look divine. His virile member was large and semi-aroused. Other men in the group were fully aroused. Because of the aphrodisiac we had just ingested, such sight drove me completely wild. Men started to dance around the fire and women did too. We were dancing close to each others and I could feel the men's hard appendages touch my body, sending goosebumps all over my body.

But Raoul was who I wanted. Jenny was dancing with him. She was rubbing her generous chest all over him, including his now hard member. That sight nearly gave me an orgasm. Jenny was stunning, sexy and womanly while Raoul was a dream to look at. I wanted to join them and I did. I approached Raoul, close enough to feel his hard long pleasure tool touch my stomach. I was losing control and I loved it. I couldn't hold off anymore and grabbed his veiny and throbbing shaft with my hand. I started to stroke it while kissing his soft and sensual lips. Jenny's hand soon appeared next to mine, on his hard and long shaft, now pointing the sky proudly. Then I felt a hand, Raoul's fingers, touching my dripping love cavern, entering it, giving me the most sensual feeling I ever experienced. I reached climax instantly. My legs could barely hold me up. If it wasn't for the tight grip I had on Raoul's hard sturdy phallus, as well as the support I felt from Jenny, her chest pressed against the back of my shoulder, I would have fell to the ground. My legs still feeling weak, I kneeled and gave Raoul an oral threat he wouldn't soon forget. Jenny kneeled next to me and followed my lead. I put my burning lips on the tip of his majestic flute and played to most sensual music I knew how. The aphrodisiac was so strong that Jenny's lips became irresistible. I kissed her passionately and she kissed me back, with her warm tongue. It was blissfully erotic. Raoul was moaning louder than any other men I have heard before. He released his sensuous pearly white and warm lava in both of our begging mouth and we savored his delectable nectar insatiably. A night and a trip to remember. Still thinking of you Raoul.