Hello, welcome to the blog for the Languages of the World playlist! I'll be posting about interesting songs or artists who perform in different languages.
This month I'll be focusing on languages of Africa and the African diaspora in honor of Black History Month.
Today I want to highlight a Malawian singer, Keturah! She sings primarily in Chichewa, a Bantu language spoken in Malawi, Zambia, Zimbabwe, and Mozambique. The linked article is to an interview where she shares her incredible story, which began with a 50 mile walk from her village in Malawi to the closest recording studio.
I would recommend any of her songs, but Munditengereko is the pick for the playlist!
Keturah speaks with Banning Eyre about her self-titled debut album.
1 Abraham took another wife, whose name was Ketu′rah. 2 She bore him Zimran, Jokshan, Medan, Mid′ian, Ishbak, and Shuah. 3 Jokshan was the father of Sheba and Dedan. The sons of Dedan were Asshu′rim, Letu′shim, and Le-um′mim. 4 The sons of Mid′ian were Ephah, Epher, Hanoch, Abi′da, and Elda′ah. All these were the children of Ketu′rah. 5 Abraham gave all he had to Isaac. 6 But to the sons of his concubines Abraham gave gifts, and while he was still living he sent them away from his son Isaac, eastward to the east country.
The Death of Abraham
7 These are the days of the years of Abraham’s life, a hundred and seventy-five years. 8 Abraham breathed his last and died in a good old age, an old man and full of years, and was gathered to his people. 9 Isaac and Ish′mael his sons buried him in the cave of Mach-pe′lah, in the field of Ephron the son of Zohar the Hittite, east of Mamre, 10 the field which Abraham purchased from the Hittites. There Abraham was buried, with Sarah his wife. 11 After the death of Abraham God blessed Isaac his son. And Isaac dwelt at Beer-la′hai-roi.
Ishmael’s Descendants
12 These are the descendants of Ish′mael, Abraham’s son, whom Hagar the Egyptian, Sarah’s maid, bore to Abraham. 13 These are the names of the sons of Ish′mael, named in the order of their birth: Neba′ioth, the first-born of Ish′mael; and Kedar, Adbeel, Mibsam, 14 Mishma, Dumah, Massa, 15 Hadad, Tema, Jetur, Naphish, and Ked′emah. 16 These are the sons of Ish′mael and these are their names, by their villages and by their encampments, twelve princes according to their tribes. 17 (These are the years of the life of Ish′mael, a hundred and thirty-seven years; he breathed his last and died, and was gathered to his kindred.) 18 They dwelt from Hav′ilah to Shur, which is opposite Egypt in the direction of Assyria; he settled over against all his people.
The Birth and Youth of Esau and Jacob
19 These are the descendants of Isaac, Abraham’s son: Abraham was the father of Isaac, 20 and Isaac was forty years old when he took to wife Rebekah, the daughter of Bethu′el the Aramean of Paddan-aram, the sister of Laban the Aramean. 21 And Isaac prayed to the Lord for his wife, because she was barren; and the Lord granted his prayer, and Rebekah his wife conceived. 22 The children struggled together within her; and she said, “If it is thus, why do I live?” So she went to inquire of the Lord. 23 And the Lord said to her,
“Two nations are in your womb,
and two peoples, born of you, shall be divided;
the one shall be stronger than the other,
the elder shall serve the younger.”
24 When her days to be delivered were fulfilled, behold, there were twins in her womb. 25 The first came forth red, all his body like a hairy mantle; so they called his name Esau. 26 Afterward his brother came forth, and his hand had taken hold of Esau’s heel; so his name was called Jacob. Isaac was sixty years old when she bore them.
27 When the boys grew up, Esau was a skilful hunter, a man of the field, while Jacob was a quiet man, dwelling in tents. 28 Isaac loved Esau, because he ate of his game; but Rebekah loved Jacob.
Concept: Mornings are great for three things. Sleeping, cuddling, and sex.
Warnings: Cursing, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex (wrap it in real life, folks), Vaginal Fingering, Established Relationship, Attempting to Conceive.
The early morning air was perfect. Just warm enough with the thin blanket and the human sized heater at her back. The sun wasn’t even peeking through yet. The morning was perfect with the exception of one thing.
Behind her, Kankuro stirred after a knock to his door. Even though he was trying to be careful with his movements to not wake her up, she still found herself grumbling at the loss of heat against her back. She dozed back off for a few moments as she half listened to the hushed voices at the door.
Temari.
What was she doing here this early in the morning? It didn’t sound like she was looking for her, so Keturah’s interest was a little lacking in the conversation. Sleep was what they should be doing right now.
Or having sex.
Keturah’s toes wiggled a little under the blanket at the idea. That’s what she would much rather be doing this early in the morning. Not dozing off while partially paying attention to hushed voices at the door.
Finally, the sound she has been waiting for. The click of the door and the sound of Kankuro’s bare feet on the stone floor approaching the bed. The soft thump of his boxers dropping back down to the floor. Then the satisfying sinking of the bed and the slight movement of the blanket before his warm body pressed back up against her back.
“What did Temari say?” She asked, her voice having a soft sigh to it. Wiggling further back into his body, she gave her hips a slow grind. Pressing her ass into his crotch.
“Gaara’s meeting was moved up.” Kankuro whispered, sliding one arm back under her pillow. The other slowly across her stomach. Slowly making its way up to her breast.
“Temari has to leave for a mission, but wanted to make sure I knew before she left.” Keturah heard the words whispered in her ear. His lips slowly teasing her ear lobe. She arched her neck and angled her back towards him. Giving him more room to kiss and easier access to her body.
Keturah moaned softly as she felt his lips on her neck. Her free hand reached behind her, sinking her fingers into his unruly morning hair.
“Does that mean we have to skip our morning baby making session?” She questioned. His hard cock rubbing up against her bare ass already gave her the answer she was looking for. She was just being coy now.
Keturah felt the rumble of a half chuckle against her skin where his lips were working on her neck. “And miss a possible chance to finally put my baby inside of you?” She already knew it wasn’t a real question.
Her breathing picked up as she felt his hand move further down her body. Leaving fire under her skin. Stopping just long enough at her hip to pull her ass against him harder. She could feel him grind his hard cock against her ass.
Then it moved down again. This time, between her legs. He gave a couple of slow lazy circles to her clit before he slid two fingers between her folds. Pushing them as deep in her as he could at this angle before pulling them back out and pushing them back in.
“I’ll never let this wet pussy of yours go without my cum inside her.” Keturah only got one soft moan out before his lips met hers. Their mouths moving together in unison. Tongues probing and swirling sound each other as the sound of his fingers moving in and out of her played in the background.
Before she could build too far up to her high, Keturah felt his fingers leave her wet pussy. But it wasn’t empty for long. With the hand moving to her knee, he pulled her leg up and propped it over his elbow.
She felt a surge of anticipation and excitement as his cock rubbed up again her pussy. Collecting her juices before being lined up with her begging hole. In one smooth, rough thrust, he was inside her.
Kankuro wasted no time in setting a pace he knew would please them both. Letting their mouths finally part as they both gasped for air. The room became filled with the sound of their moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
“This… this going to be it.” Kankuro panted out. Shifting his weight and his body to change position. He pushed Keturah down mostly on her back, keeping one leg under him while pulling the other one around his hip.
“I’m gonna give you a baby this time.” He promised between his pants and groans. Trying to keep his pace even as he felt his build up coming. He sharply grabbed her hip and began rocking her into his thrusts harder.
Keturah could feel her orgasm building fast. Her own breathing becomes erratic as her now free hands went to her own breasts. Groping and pinching her nipples as he watched.
Then it was there. It was right there and about to happen. “Cum with me.” She moaned. “Put your baby inside of me.” Kankuro’s lips crashed down into hers as she reached her orgasm.
Warmth spreading inside of her as he pushed his cock as deep inside of her as he could. Making sure his cum was as deep as it could be.
It had a job to do.
His sperm had an egg to find.
They stayed like that for a few minutes. Kisses turning soft and loving. His cock pulsing inside of her as he waited for as long as he could before reluctantly pulling out and laying next to her on the bed. Basking in the high of their orgasms.
Rolling over and giving Keturah only last kiss, Kankuro pulled the blanket back over her. “Have fun at your meeting.” She teased with a satisfied smile on her lips. Once he was dressed and out the door, she went back to sleep.
After all, she would soon hopefully have a baby inside of her.
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