Chapter 1 - Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this stumble and they'd taken the longsighted trip to Brasil to do a piffling geographic expedition of the rainforest. Dee and her husband John were in their latterly 30s and this was to be a trip of a life-time. They'd always talked about visiting the rainforest and now their dream had come true.

They'd arrived at their hotel after a long flight and carry-over and after some acclimatization they were prepare to attain the light trip to the woodland from the good townspeople on the outskirts of the timber proper.

They had taken a short-change bus ride to the river and to meet a pre-arranged templet who would admit them upriver venturing further into the jungle. They met Pablo at the river and after exchanging pleasantries he explained the route they were to pack for the day. It would be an straining but within their capableness. The hotness, however, and the humidness were something she had factored in and wore sensible trek pants, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellent, though she was surely it wouldn't be enough.

The boat ride had been uneventful and after several hr the river narrowed with dense vegetation and trees right up to the river's bound. That's when it happened.

All hell broke loose as respective arrows whizzed through the air, Pablo and John were hit and the boat, in their terror, capsized and it all went black.

Dee was scared beyond measure about what was to happen to her. Dragged from the riverside by these cutthroat looking tribesmen she had no idea what portion awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a speech communication she didn't understand only compounded her mother wit of dread. Clearly her arrival, forced or not, had thrown the hamlet into a state of tumultuousness. The villagers themselves were uncertain of what to do with her and looked on her as a threat of other white masses to add up ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the vivid hotness and sun in the middle of what looked like very primitive huts in a clearing in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her wrists into the handsome of the hut she could see, which led her to suppose this must be the tribal leaders'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her state of disarray she had a opportunity to look at her capturer. They were a lowly people than Europeans, iniquity skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a small strand for the men that somehow they had managed to accost over the foreskin of their penis to keep it in place, but it didn't leave anything to the resource and their Ball were on presentation. The womanhood were equally exposed as a small G-string that went around their waist also went between their legs accentuating their labia.

Inside the dark hut, which was just barely high enough to remain firm in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with several colourful feathers attached to his head clearly denoting his high school status. He exchanged words with her ‘ guards ’, at time animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed measured and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in front line of him. What he saw was a light-haired fair sex in her tardy thirties. She has kept herself largely in shape, not by being a gym bunny rabbit but with a sensible diet and exercise. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a curvy material body and perky 34b bosom, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the honcho, but he held his hand up telling her to be quiet down.

With a bam of his helping hand several women appeared, and the guard melted into the setting. The chief spoke quietly with assurance to the women and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could encompass what was happening, her hands had been tied behind her vertebral column with some form of vines, so tightly it made it impossible to move them.

"please don't do this"she pleaded but realising they didn't understand, and her protest would be in vain.

They marched her out of the hut taking her to a stake in the centre of the village that she did n't remember being there before and tied her firmly to it with her workforce behind her back and the stake holding her firm. They then left her there.

It was getting dark and most of the people had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquidness to toast, which she hoped was water system, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did quench her thirst it also had a soporific effect on her, and her anxieties seemed to slip away.

It had gone dour and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to stand up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of energy and otiose anyhow. Besides she still felt very mellow from whatever it was they had given her to drink.

She was unlace and led back into the chieftain's hut and taken to two parallel stakes that she also didn't see before. The fair sex stood either face of her and started to undress her. Their spry fingers quickly understanding how buttons worked. Dee didn't physical object, she was still a little woozy from the, what would later turn out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her clothing and Dee stood there bare, her nipples erect from the chill in the air. bucketful of urine were bought out and they began to wash Dee from the dust and grim of her ordeal to date. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the same time as the women 's hands and finger's breadth lingered on her chest and nipples. In truth the char were fascinated by this Andrew Dickson White char, the first they had ever seen. They soon moved their aid to between her pegleg. Dee gasped as they parted her cunt, spreading her rim wide-cut apart and they dropped to their knees to count inside her now sopping hole.

Dee was horrified yet incredibly aroused as their fingers probed deeper inside her, the contrast of their dark finger darting inside her encouraged more of her lubrication - she was hugely turned on.

A sharp pull forwards and she was doubled over with her laurel wreath flat on the primer and her ass high in the air, she knew what was coming and the cleaning lady didn't disappoint. One by one they took turn of events fingering her ass sliding their fingers in her asshole deeper and deeper. Dee was moaning loudly as they delighted in making her shudder with delight, she could find an coming building. Then just as she was about to go past the degree of no retort the fingers were removed.

Dee felt cheated but relieved in equal criterion, she didn't want to give them the atonement of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon prove awry as she saw two of the cleaning woman dragging a vauntingly wooden statue, roughly carved into the human body of a man with a huge phallus.

It has clearly seen lots of use as the member was worn smooth and the boastfully bulbous headland seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in computer memory for her.

The womanhood half-dragged Dee to the statue and motioned her to sit on it. Dee hesitated ; she knew what was expected but that looked so big. They positioned her over the phallus and pushed her down as inch by inch it penetrated her until the tip was pushing against her cervix. She hated to admit it, but it felt good, it was filling her twat completely and slowly she started to ride it. Faster and faster she fucked herself on this wooden dildo as the women were whooping with delight. Dee wasn't going to be denied this time and she pushed on as her climax grew and she gave a cry and shuddered down on the phallus completely spent.

Dee wasn't allowed time to rest and the women took her from the satisfying member and led her back to the stakes. This meter they tied her mortise joint to the stakes which spread her legs all-encompassing and had the Sami force on her cunt lip which spread give too. A belittled mesa was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the table with her wooden leg and her twat open wide. The chief appeared and once again appraised the now naked Dee. He too was aroused by the sight of this white adult female with her sex on display and his to do with as he pleased.

His cock had been released and was hardening as he looked at her.

Dee cried out to him

"Please don't hurt me, please I'm begging you ..."

The chief clearly didn't understand what she was saying and approached Dee until he was between her peg, his erecting touching her pussy brim. Oh god he's going to roll in the hay me, thought Dee, please make it quick and then leave me alone.

The chief had early musical theme, he was going to make use of this woman for the balance of the night and slowly he slid his intemperate cock inside her.

Dee gasped, not so a good deal at the size of the putz, but how horny the whole scenario had made her. She should be repulsed and horrified by the place but strangely she was longing for him to fuck her and this force thraldom had made her drip with excitement.

The foreman started slowly at first, he was fascinated by seeing his cock gripped by the pelt of this white charwoman's sex and how she was lubricating his beam so that it glistened in the one-half light of the hut's fervour. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's groan of expiation as she felt his rock-hard cock fucking her.

She knew she was going to orgasm and was amazed how near this felt, this old man skilfully fucking her into a mind-bending climax.

"Oh god don't stop, keep on fucking me you brute, give me your spermatozoan ..."

Dee continued with a stream of obscenities as her orgasm built to a shatter finis and whether by destiny or assessment on his section, a stream of sperm hit her cervix uteri with surprising military group as the chief loudly proclaimed his orgasm too.

"Oooh fuck oh fuck"moaned Dee as the chief withdrew his cock from her.

Almost immediately his fingers were prising her bitch lips open to see his spermatozoon seep from her sopping wet hole. Her cream mixed with his. A cleaning woman was beckoned to film the chief's home and she soon had her mouth latched onto Dee's dripping cunt and greedily lapped up this creamy commixture. The lapping of the tongue had the effect of bringing on another orgasm which felt as good if not as intense as the first.

This continued for the rest of the night with the chief fucking her and shooting his shipment inside her and a different woman assigned to mouth duty. She did marvel at his staying mogul that would put many immature men to shame.

Every metre that he had her, she enjoyed it more. She would lie on her back on a straw mat and open her legs for him and gasped as his stopcock slid deep inside her very wet cunt.

Contented she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

She was awoken by one of the cleaning lady who was thrusting some potable and food to her. She was gesticulating to Dee to eat and making racket that suggested it wasn't an option to refuse.

She had no idea was she was eating or drinking but she was so athirst and thirsty that she figured whatever it was she should try and nurture herself. It was surprisingly tasty and contained some yield that she partly recognised.

She also realised that nudeness was her merely option too, her clothes having long gone and besides it seemed de rigeur for the natives themselves. If she thought she was to be left alone after her Nox of exertions then she was mistaken. The cleaning woman, who she realised must be the chief's wife, motioned for her to get up and to conform to her. Dee complied and followed her down feather to the river where it was clear she was expected to bathe herself. The pee was cold and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the woman, who had been joined by other tribal women, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a farsighted bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the workbench on her back and no Sooner had she done so than her arms and legs were pulled out and to the position and fastened to some wooden funding with some vine. Dee started to dissent but again she realised it would be futile.

Dee has always kept her kitty trimmed but it seemed these women, who were devoid of any body whisker, felt that she should be too. With some liquid, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her peg and with what she assumed to be some form of Flint stone they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the Edward Durell Stone was surprisingly shrill as her unawares pubic hair came away easily, her mound bald in no prison term. The cleaning lady then deftly took one of Dee's pussy mouth and extended it so that she could polish off any hair from there too. This was repeated until the woman was satisfied there was no vestige of tomentum left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the char parted her lips wide to visit her handwork, feeling the need to slide a couple of fingers into Dee's cunt for a foresighted inspection. Dee moaned as the old fair sex, tentative at first of all, soon increased her pep pill and was soon finger fucking her, clearly determined to bring her to orgasm. Dee moaned loudly and then shuddered to a climax on the woman's digit. The womanhood looked at Dee and smiled and spoke to the former women who were watching.

They ushered Dee from the bench and motioned her to keep an eye on them back into the hut. The foreman was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a spreading apparent motion with his hands which made his intentions clear and Dee complied and spread her pegleg. He was clearly horny for her and his fingerbreadth parted her now clean-shaven cunt brim and slid a digit inside her. Dee moaned and prepared to give in herself to an exploration of her body.

She reached down and took his cock in her paw, I ‘ m going to enjoy rather than endure this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her caress his stiff manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his putz and cause the head of his cock with her pollex and index. He clearly hadn't had this done to him before and he was enjoying the sense impression of this E. B. White adult female paying this amount of sexual care to him. As she fondled him his hands went to her bosom and tweaked her nipples, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the here and now and didn't physical object when he pushed her onto the floor and on her rear. Instinctively she opened her peg exposing her wet cunt to him, her lips were outdoors with excitement and anticipation. Unlike his late up-and-coming and rushed fucking before, this time he was going to take his time.

As her legs were open and up, he positioned himself on his human knee between her his cock ramrod hard and pushing at her open lips. Dee surprised herself by reaching around, clasping his buttocks and pulling him into her. She sighed deeply as he entered her and slowly they started to make a motion in time with each other, each thrust causing her to moan with pleasure.

Chapter 3 - The surprise

Dee's life story had changed immeasurably in such a short place of metre. It wasn't that her hi-tech life-time in the city was forgotten, but rather through requisite she had adapted to this simple tread of life story. Her nudity was ‘ just how it is'the mere pleasures of day-by-day cosmos was the challenge now. Surprisingly the vainglorious modification was feeling constantly horny. Whatever it was she was eating and crapulence had fired her previously sleepy libido into a get at torrent. Often her first daily thoughts would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a longing for the chief's pecker inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, branch apart with her puss wet and fix for him. The top dog himself had acquired a liking for a full long blowjob and now often finished himself down Dee 's throat with his digit buried in her cunt.

He had also encouraged Dee riding the wooden statue as a form of foreplay, he enjoyed how wantonly she impaled herself in strawman of him. He had started to dream up new idea for satiating this impressive Edward White woman.

Today was going to be just such a day ...

It had started like most days, a casual bathe with the village fair sex in the river. Many had grown used to the sight of the defenseless white woman, but the elder woman still enjoyed some closelipped contact with Dee though a little more surreptitious of recently. Her fingers would probe between Dees legs under water and usually ended with her fingers knuckle deep in her cunt. Dee enjoyed this too so did zilch to discourage her, besides it was a lovely quick up to the main effect of the day.

After her bathing the cleaning woman started talking excitedly amongst themselves and kept glancing at Dee and giggling, clearly there was something about to happen. They beckoned Dee to follow them and they walked into the jungle away from the hamlet until they came to another small clearing that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the sum of the glade was a pen that contained a natural state pig and when she looked again Dee saw that it was a Male with big balls between its legs.

Oh no, thought Dee, they going to have me keep an eye on them slaughter it. Dee couldn't abide animal cruelty of any sort and the sentiment of what was going to chance filled her with disgust.

Two of the charwoman went into the pen and insisted that Dee follow them. Once inside the pen the women held an arm each and started tapping Dee's legs until she parted them. That was clearly a signaling to the pig, who, grunting and snuffling made his way over to Dee. Before she realised what was going on, the pig had his snout between her wooden leg and was snuffling at her cunt.

He was smelling her musk and deciding whether it liked what it smelt. Clearly it id as its snuffling became more vivid and Dee could feel his hooter pushing and probing her lips and she realised she was wet and her slit was parting.

Oh god what is happening to me, she thought to herself. Not only have I been enjoying this super intimate life style, but now I'm getting turned on by a pig. She moaned quietly at the attention her bitch was enjoying, when some men arrived with a low tabular array on legs and they put it in the eye of the pen. She also noticed that the chief himself was there too, but he stood outside the pen and just watched.

When the table was placed the men came and restrained the pig and the women insisted that Dee get under the table on all foursome - it did take one of the women to demonstrate before Dee understood. She complied and then the men let the pig go. It made a bee line for Dee or more importantly the place where this delicious sex musk was coming from and briefly continued nuzzling her wet cunt backtalk again.

One of the adult female then picked up the pigs'front ramification and put them on the table, so it supported its exercising weight. The Dee felt a spur at her backside and realised it was the pigs cock looking for an first step. The woman felt under the pig and took its cock in her hand and guided it into Dee's by now sopping wet cunt. Then she felt it….it wasn't a battering ram but rather a corkscrew effect. The cock screwing around and back as it delved further into her bitch. She had never felt anything like it but oh god it felt wonderful. The pig was enjoying it too as he grunted ever louder in what seemed like grunts of pleasure and satisfaction.

The surprise didn't closure there though. As she felt the pig ticker copious amounts of cum inside her, she could feel her cervix being probed energetically and then its cock pushed inside it and gushed what seemed like pint of cum in her womb.

She let out a scream of pain and pleasure, painful sensation at the hook effect of the pig prick opening her uterine cervix, but pleasure at the intuitive feeling of this warm cum spurting deeper inside her than she'd ever experienced in her life.

The pig then stopped the probing of her cervix and Dee could experience it slide out of her little by petty. She was sorry to imagine it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would enjoy but oh was she ill-timed. She had the most intense sexual experience of her life to escort and that was saying something considering these last few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her hole, she realised she was incredibly full of pig cum and she could find it erupt from her cunt with some force. The looker-on had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the chief had been proud of his Elwyn Brooks White woman and incredibly turned on to watch her get fucked by the pig.

He couldn't contain himself any longer and as Dee was still on all IV, he knelt behind her and thrust his rock hard prick into her. Dee moaned as she was being used again but she had grown to know being his fuck hard worker and his turncock worked its illusion on her again as she started to orgasm all over again.

Where was her lifetime going and what was instore for her ?

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