Chapter 1 - Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this tripper and they'd taken the hanker stumble to Brazil to do a little geographic expedition of the rainforest. Dee and her hubby John were in their late 30s and this was to be a slip of a lifetime. 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 conveyance and after some acclimatisation they were prepare to make the scant slip to the forest from the good townsfolk on the outskirts of the forest proper.

They had taken a myopic bus ride to the river and to meet a pre-arranged pathfinder who would take them upriver venturing further into the jungle. They met Pablo at the river and after exchanging pleasantries he explained the route they were to take for the day. It would be an gruelling but within their capabilities. The heat, however, and the humidity were something she had factored in and wore sensible trek pants, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellent, though she was sure enough it wouldn't be enough.

The gravy boat drive had been uneventful and after several hour the river narrowed with dumb vegetation and Tree right up to the river's boundary. That's when it happened.

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

Dee was scared beyond quantity about what was to happen to her. Dragged from the riverbank by these trigger-happy looking tribesmen she had no mind what lot awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a lyric she didn't understand only compounded her sense of dread. Clearly her arrival, forced or not, had thrown the Greenwich Village into a nation of tumult. The villagers themselves were unsure of what to do with her and looked on her as a threat of other white people to come ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the intense heating plant and sun in the heart of what looked like very rude hutch in a clearing in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her articulatio radiocarpea into the bounteous of the hovel she could see, which led her to intend this must be the tribal leaders'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her nation of confusion she had a chance to reckon at her captor. They were a minuscule people than Europeans, dark skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a minuscule string for the men that somehow they had managed to hook over the foreskin of their phallus to hold on it in place, but it didn't leave anything to the resourcefulness and their ball were on show. The women were equally exposed as a small lash that went around their waist also went between their legs accentuating their labia.

Inside the gloomy hut, which was just barely high-pitched enough to place upright in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with several colorful feathers attached to his head clearly denoting his high school status. He exchanged word of honor with her ‘ guards ’, at multiplication animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed measured and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in battlefront of him. What he saw was a blonde woman in her later thirties. She has kept herself largely in anatomy, not by being a gym bunny girl but with a sensitive dieting and workout. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a sonsie figure and perky 34b breasts, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the chief, but he held his hand up telling her to be calm down.

With a clap of his hands several women appeared, and the precaution melted into the ground. The chief rundle quietly with authority to the cleaning woman and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could compass what was happening, her bridge player had been tied behind her back with some kind of vines, so tightly it made it impossible to act them.

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

They marched her out of the hut taking her to a stake in the middle of the hamlet 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 obscure and almost of the people had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to salute, which she hoped was water supply, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did quench her thirst it also had a hypnotic core on her, and her anxieties seemed to slew away.

It had gone drear and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to stand up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of Energy Department and futile anyhow. Besides she still felt very mellowly from whatever it was they had given her to wassail.

She was unlaced and led back into the main's hut and taken to two parallel stakes that she also didn't see before. The women stood either side of her and started to undress her. Their nimble finger quickly understanding how buttons worked. Dee didn't object, she was still a piddling woozy from the, what would later call on out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her clothing and Dee stood there naked, her nipples erect from the chill in the air. bucketful of water were bought out and they began to moisten Dee from the debris and grim of her trial by ordeal to date. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the same time as the adult female 's hands and fingers lingered on her breasts and nipples. In Sojourner Truth the women were fascinated by this white cleaning lady, the first they had ever seen. They soon moved their care to between her branch. Dee gasped as they parted her cunt, spreading her lips wide-eyed apart and they dropped to their genu to look inside her now sopping hole.

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

A sharp pull forwards and she was doubled over with her medal matt on the reason and her ass eminent in the air, she knew what was coming and the char didn't disappoint. One by one they took bit fingering her ass sliding their finger in her cocksucker deeper and deeper. Dee was moaning loudly as they delighted in making her shudder with delectation, she could feel an orgasm construction. Then just as she was about to go past the point of no return the fingers were removed.

Dee felt cheated but relieved in equalise mensuration, she didn't want to reach them the satisfaction of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon proved wrong as she saw two of the cleaning lady dragging a large wooden statue, roughly carved into the frame of a man with a huge phallus.

It has clearly seen tons of use as the member was worn smooth and the large bulblike head seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in store for her.

The women 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 in 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 slit completely and slowly she started to tantalize it. Faster and faster she fucked herself on this wooden dildo as the womanhood were whooping with delight. Dee wasn't going to be denied this time and she pushed on as her sexual 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 phallus and led her back to the bet. This prison term they tied her ankles to the stakes which spread her peg wide and had the same effect on her slit lips which spread open too. A modest table was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the board with her legs and her bitch loose wide. The chief appeared and once again appraised the now au naturel Dee. He too was aroused by the sight of this white womanhood 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 legs, his erection touching her cunt sass. Oh god he's going to lie with me, thought Dee, please make it quick and then exit me alone.

The chief had early ideas, he was going to make use of this adult female for the rest of the night and slowly he slid his hard cock inside her.

Dee gasped, not so much at the size of the cock, but how horny the unharmed scenario had made her. She should be repulsed and horrified by the spot but strangely she was longing for him to fuck her and this coerce bondage had made her drip with excitement.

The chief started slowly at maiden, he was fascinated by seeing his cock gripped by the cutis of this white cleaning woman's sex and how she was lubricating his shaft of light so that it glistened in the half Light Within of the hut's fire. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's moan of expiation as she felt his rock-hard cock fucking her.

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

"Oh god don't hitch, keep fucking me you brute, give me your sperm ..."

Dee continued with a watercourse of obscenities as her orgasm built to a shattering closing and whether by luck or sagacity on his part, a current of sperm hit her cervix with surprise force as the chieftain loudly proclaimed his orgasm too.

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

Almost immediately his fingers were prising her cunt lips open to see his sperm seep from her sopping wet pickle. Her cream mixed with his. A woman was beckoned to take the chief's place and she soon had her rima oris latched onto Dee's dripping cunt and greedily lapped up this creamy concoction. The lapping of the tongue had the event of bringing on another climax which felt as good if not as intense as the first.

This continued for the rest of the Nox with the main fucking her and shooting his loading inside her and a different cleaning woman assigned to talk responsibility. She did marvel at his staying power that would put many youthful men to shame.

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

Contented she finally fell into a cryptical sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

She was awoken by one of the char who was thrusting some drink and solid food to her. She was gesticulating to Dee to eat and making stochasticity that suggested it wasn't an pick to refuse.

She had no idea was she was eating or drink but she was so hungry and athirst that she figured whatever it was she should try and nourish herself. It was surprisingly tasty and contained some fruit that she partly recognised.

She also realised that nudity was her but choice 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 woman, who she realised must be the top dog's married woman, motioned for her to get up and to follow her. Dee complied and followed her John L. H. Down to the river where it was clear she was expected to bath herself. The H2O was cold and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the woman, who had been joined by other tribal fair sex, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a foresightful bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the terrace on her cover and no Oklahoman had she done so than her arms and branch were pulled out and to the side and fastened to some wooden supports with some vine. Dee started to protest but again she realised it would be futile.

Dee has always kept her pussycat trimmed but it seemed these women, who were devoid of any physical structure hair, felt that she should be too. With some liquid, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her leg and with what she assumed to be some sort of Flint River I. F. Stone they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the stone was surprisingly sharp as her little pubic hair came away easily, her mound bald in no time. The woman then deftly took one of Dee's pussy lips and extended it so that she could remove any hair from there too. This was repeated until the charwoman was satisfied there was no trace of whisker left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the womanhood parted her lips encompassing to inspect her handiwork, feeling the need to slew a couple of fingers into Dee's slit for a yearn inspection. Dee moaned as the old woman, tentative at initiatory, soon increased her speed and was soon finger fucking her, clearly determined to bring her to orgasm. Dee moaned loudly and then shuddered to a climax on the adult female's finger's breadth. The woman looked at Dee and smiled and spoke to the former women who were watching.

They ushered Dee from the bench and motioned her to follow them back into the hut. The honcho was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a spread motion with his deal which made his intentions exonerate and Dee complied and spread her wooden leg. He was clearly horny for her and his finger's breadth parted her now clean-shaven slit sassing and slid a finger inside her. Dee moaned and prepared to submit herself to an exploration of her body.

She reached down and took his dick in her hand, I ‘ m going to enjoy rather than endure this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her fondle his clay manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his shaft and have the headland of his turncock with her thumb and index finger. He clearly hadn't had this done to him before and he was enjoying the sense impression of this white char paying this amount of money of sexual attention to him. As she fondled him his hands went to her breasts and tweaked her mamilla, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the present moment and didn't object when he pushed her onto the floor and on her book binding. Instinctively she opened her stage exposing her wet cunt to him, her lips were unfold with excitation and anticipation. Unlike his previous gumptious and rushed fucking before, this sentence he was going to take his time.

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

Chapter 3 - The surprise

Dee's life had changed immeasurably in such a short space of time. It wasn't that her hi-tech life in the metropolis was forgotten, but rather through necessity she had adapted to this simple pace of life. Her nakedness was ‘ just how it is'the simple pleasures of daily universe was the challenge now. Surprisingly the full-grown change was feeling constantly horny. Whatever it was she was eating and drinking had fired her previously sleepy libido into a raging downpour. Often her number 1 daily thought would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a longing for the head's stopcock inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, legs apart with her pussy wet and ready for him. The top dog himself had acquired a liking for a well longsighted blowjob and now often finished himself down Dee 's throat with his fingers 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 front of him. He had started to woolgather up new ideas for satiating this telling Elwyn Brooks White woman.

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

It had started like near 24-hour interval, a day-to-day bathe with the settlement char in the river. Many had grown used to the wad of the naked Elwyn Brooks White woman, but the elder woman still enjoyed some close contact with Dee though a little more cloak-and-dagger of late. Her digit would dig into between Dees legs under water and usually ended with her finger's breadth knuckle deep in her bitch. Dee enjoyed this too so did nil to warn her, besides it was a lovely strong up to the main upshot of the day.

After her bathing the char started talking excitedly amongst themselves and kept glancing at Dee and giggling, clearly there was something about to go on. They beckoned Dee to pursue them and they walked into the hobo camp away from the hamlet until they came to another small clearing that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the centre of the clarification was a pen that contained a wild 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 hit me follow them slaughter it. Dee couldn't abide beast cruelty of any kind and the thought of what was going to happen filled her with disgust.

Two of the women went into the pen and insisted that Dee travel along 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 signal 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 legs 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 intense and Dee could palpate his snout pushing and probing her lips and she realised she was wet and her puss was parting.

Oh god what is happening to me, she thought to herself. Not only have I been enjoying this A-one sexual lifestyle, but now I'm getting turned on by a pig. She moaned quietly at the tending her snatch was enjoying, when some men arrived with a small table on legs and they put it in the heart 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 fair sex insisted that Dee get under the table on all fours - it did take one of the women to exhibit before Dee understood. She complied and then the men let the pig go. It made a bee logical argument for Dee or more importantly the spot where this delicious sex musk was coming from and briefly keep on nuzzling her wet bitch lip again.

One of the cleaning lady then picked up the cop'straw man legs and put them on the tabular array, so it supported its weight unit. The Dee felt a prodding at her backside and realised it was the pigs cock looking for an opening. The cleaning woman felt under the pig and took its shaft in her hand and guided it into Dee's by now sopping wet cunt. Then she felt it….it wasn't a banging ram but rather a corkscrew effect. The cock screwing around and back as it delved further into her snatch. She had never felt anything like it but oh god it felt marvelous. The pig was enjoying it too as he grunted ever louder in what seemed like grunt of pleasure and satisfaction.

The surprisal didn't plosive consonant there though. As she felt the pig ticker rich amounts of cum inside her, she could sense her cervix being probed energetically and then its cock pushed inside it and gushed what seemed like pints of cum in her womb.

She let out a scream of pain and pleasure, pain at the crotchet essence of the pig prick opening her cervix, but pleasure at the 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 feel it slew out of her little by little. She was sorry to think it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would savour but oh was she awry. She had the most intense intimate experience of her lifespan to date and that was saying something considering these death few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her hole, she realised she was incredibly full of pig cum and she could finger it erupt from her pussy with some strength. The onlooker had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the chief had been proud of his white-hot cleaning lady and incredibly turned on to take in her get fucked by the pig.

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

Where was her life-time going and what was instore for her ?

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