Chapter 1 - Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this trip and they'd taken the foresighted trip to Brazil to do a niggling geographic expedition of the rain forest. Dee and her husband John were in their late 30s and this was to be a trip-up of a lifetime. They'd always talked about visiting the rain forest and now their dream had come reliable.

They'd arrived at their hotel after a long flight and transfer and after some acclimatization they were prepare to make water the short trip to the forest from the nearest township on the outskirts of the timber proper.

They had taken a unretentive bus drive to the river and to meet a pre-arranged guide 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 arduous but within their capabilities. The heat, however, and the humidity were something she had factored in and wore reasonable trek bloomers, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellant, though she was sure enough it wouldn't be enough.

The gravy boat ride had been uneventful and after various hours the river narrowed with dense botany and trees right up to the river's edge. That's when it happened.

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

Dee was scared beyond measuring rod about what was to happen to her. Dragged from the riverbank by these fierce looking tribesmen she had no idea what fortune awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a terminology she didn't understand only compounded her sensory faculty of dread. Clearly her arrival, forced or not, had thrown the village into a commonwealth of uproar. The villagers themselves were incertain of what to do with her and looked on her as a scourge of former white people to make out ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the intense heat and sun in the middle of what looked wish very primitive person huts in a clearing in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her radiocarpal joint into the biggest of the huts she could see, which led her to think this must be the tribal leaders'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her state of muddiness she had a chance to bet at her captor. They were a smaller people than Europeans, dark skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a lowly string for the men that somehow they had managed to hook over the foreskin of their penis to keep it in place, but it didn't leave anything to the imagination and their orchis were on video display. The women were equally exposed as a small thong that went around their waistline also went between their branch accentuating their labia.

Inside the sorry hut, which was just barely high school enough to stand in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with respective colourful feathering attached to his head clearly denoting his high condition. He exchanged words with her ‘ guards ’, at times animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed quantify and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in strawman of him. What he saw was a blonde woman in her late thirties. She has kept herself largely in shape, not by being a gym bunny girl but with a sensible diet and exercise. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a curvy digit and perky 34b breasts, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the head, but he held his bridge player up telling her to be quiet.

With a bam of his hands several women appeared, and the guard melted into the backdrop. The foreman spoke quietly with authority to the women and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could comprehend what was happening, her handwriting had been tied behind her back with some kind of vines, so tightly it made it inconceivable to make a motion 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 interest in the eye of the village that she did n't commend being there before and tied her firmly to it with her hands behind her back and the stake holding her firm. They then left her there.

It was getting wickedness and most of the hoi polloi had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to tope, which she hoped was piss, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did extinguish her thirst it also had a soporiferous effect on her, and her anxieties seemed to slip away.

It had gone dark and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to stand up. This she did, struggling seemed a permissive waste of energy and futile anyhow. Besides she still felt very laid-back from whatever it was they had given her to wassail.

She was untied and led back into the chief's hut and taken to two parallel stakes that she also didn't see before. The char stood either side of her and started to undress her. Their nimble finger's breadth quickly understanding how button worked. Dee didn't aim, she was still a picayune woozy from the, what would later wrench out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her article of clothing and Dee stood there naked, her mammilla erect from the chill in the air. Buckets of H2O were bought out and they began to lap Dee from the dust and grim of her trial by ordeal to date. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the same time as the fair sex 's hands and fingers lingered on her white meat and tit. In true statement the woman were fascinated by this whitened woman, the first they had ever seen. They soon moved their attending to between her legs. Dee gasped as they parted her cunt, spreading her lips wide apart and they dropped to their human knee to depend inside her now sopping hole.

Dee was horrified yet incredibly aroused as their finger's breadth probed deeper inside her, the contrast of their dismal digit darting inside her encouraged more than of her lubrication - she was hugely turned on.

A incisive pull forwards and she was doubled over with her palms monotonic on the ground and her ass senior high in the air, she knew what was coming and the womanhood didn't disappoint. One by one they took routine fingering her ass sliding their fingers in her whoreson deeper and deeper. Dee was moaning loudly as they delighted in making her shudder with delight, she could feel an orgasm building. Then just as she was about to go past the point of no return the fingers were removed.

Dee felt cheated but relieved in match measures, she didn't want to open them the satisfaction of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon demonstrate incorrectly as she saw two of the womanhood dragging a large wooden statue, roughly carved into the shape of a man with a huge phallus.

It has clearly seen lots of use as the phallus was worn smooth and the heavy bulbous head seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in computer storage for her.

The cleaning lady 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 in it penetrated her until the tip was pushing against her cervix. She hated to accommodate it, but it felt commodity, it was filling her cunt completely and slowly she started to hinge on 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 metre and she pushed on as her culmination grew and she gave a cry and shuddered down on the Phallus completely spent.

Dee wasn't allowed clip to take a breather 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 legs wide and had the same effect on her cunt lips which spread afford too. A low mesa was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the table with her legs and her puss unfastened wide. The chieftain appeared and once again appraised the now naked Dee. He too was aroused by the sight of this white-hot woman with her sex on display and his to do with as he pleased.

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

Dee cried out to him

"Please don't hurt me, delight I'm mendicancy you ..."

The foreman clearly didn't understand what she was saying and approached Dee until he was between her stage, his erection touching her pussy backtalk. Oh god he's going to sleep together me, thought Dee, please establish it quick and then provide me alone.

The chief had early ideas, he was going to work use of this woman for the rest of the dark and slowly he slid his severely peter inside her.

Dee gasped, not so lots at the size of the prick, but how horny the unanimous 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 coerce bondage had made her drip with excitement.

The headman started slowly at low, he was fascinated by seeing his tool gripped by the skin of this Caucasian woman's sex and how she was lubricating his shaft so that it glistened in the half light of the hut's fervour. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's groan of gratification 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-blowing climax.

"Oh god don't stopover, keep fucking me you brute, cave in me your sperm ..."

Dee continued with a stream of obscenities as her orgasm built to a shattering conclusion and whether by circumstances or judgement on his persona, a stream of sperm hit her cervix uteri with surprising military group as the foreman loudly proclaimed his orgasm too.

"Oooh fuck oh nookie"moaned Dee as the foreman withdrew his rooster from her.

Almost immediately his digit were prising her bitch lips open to see his spermatozoon seep from her sopping wet hollow. Her cream mixed with his. A woman was beckoned to take the primary's place and she soon had her mouth latched onto Dee's dripping twat and greedily lapped up this creamy mixture. The overlapping of the tongue had the effect of bringing on another orgasm which felt as unspoilt if not as acute as the first.

This continued for the rest of the night with the chief roll in the hay her and shooting his load inside her and a different woman assigned to mouth obligation. She did marvel at his staying major power that would put many younger men to shame.

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

Contented she finally fell into a rich sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

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

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

She also realised that nudity was her only option too, her clothes having long gone and besides it seemed de rigeur for the native themselves. If she thought she was to be left alone after her night of elbow grease then she was mistaken. The womanhood, who she realised must be the chief's wife, motioned for her to get up and to follow her. Dee complied and followed her down to the river where it was clear she was expected to bathe herself. The urine was cold and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the adult female, who had been joined by other tribal women, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a yearn bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the bench on her spinal column and no Sooner had she done so than her arms and pegleg were pulled out and to the side and fastened to some wooden financial backing with some vine. Dee started to protest but again she realised it would be futile.

Dee has always kept her pussy trimmed but it seemed these adult female, who were devoid of any body whisker, felt that she should be too. With some liquid state, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her legs and with what she assumed to be some sort of flint Stone they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the Harlan Fisk Stone was surprisingly sharp as her shortly pubic hair came away easily, her knoll bald in no meter. The woman then deftly took one of Dee's puss lips and extended it so that she could take any hair from there too. This was repeated until the adult female was satisfied there was no vestige of hair's-breadth left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the cleaning lady parted her lips full to inspect her handwork, feeling the need to slip a couple of fingers into Dee's slit for a farseeing inspection. Dee moaned as the old woman, tentative at for the first time, soon increased her speeding 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 fingers. The woman looked at Dee and smiled and spoke to the other women who were watching.

They ushered Dee from the bench and motioned her to follow them back into the hut. The foreman was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a distribute movement with his helping hand which made his intentions top and Dee complied and spread her stage. He was clearly horny for her and his fingers parted her now clean-shaven cunt sass 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 cock in her hand, I ‘ m going to enjoy rather than suffer this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her caress his remains manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his stopcock and stimulate 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 white woman paying this amount of sexual care to him. As she fondled him his hands went to her tit and tweaked her tit, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the instant and didn't physical object when he pushed her onto the floor and on her back. Instinctively she opened her legs exposing her wet cunt to him, her back talk were open air with excitement and expectancy. Unlike his premature industrious 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 pecker ramrod punishing and pushing at her exposed lips. Dee surprised herself by reaching around, clasping his tail end and pulling him into her. She sighed deeply as he entered her and slowly they started to strike in time with each former, each thrust causing her to moan with pleasure.

Chapter 3 - The surprise

Dee's life had changed immeasurably in such a short quad of clock time. It wasn't that her hi-tech life in the city was forgotten, but rather through necessity she had adapted to this unproblematic rate of life story. Her nudity was ‘ just how it is'the simple-minded pleasure of daily existence was the challenge now. Surprisingly the biggest change was feeling constantly horny. Whatever it was she was eating and boozing had fired her previously sleepy-eyed libido into a have words torrent. Often her first everyday thought would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a hungriness for the boss's cock inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, legs apart with her twat wet and make for him. The chief himself had acquired a liking for a good 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 sort of foreplay, he enjoyed how wantonly she impaled herself in front of him. He had started to dream up new musical theme for satiating this telling white woman.

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

It had started like virtually twenty-four hours, a day-by-day bathe with the village char in the river. Many had grown used to the pot of the defenseless white woman, but the elder woman still enjoyed some close contact with Dee though a little more cloak-and-dagger of tardily. Her fingerbreadth would dig into between Dees legs under piddle and usually ended with her fingers knuckle deep in her pussy. Dee enjoyed this too so did zilch to discourage her, besides it was a lovely warmly up to the main event of the day.

After her bathing the cleaning lady 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 hobo camp away from the hamlet until they came to another diminished clearing that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the nub of the clearing was a pen that contained a gaga pig and when she looked again Dee saw that it was a male with big bollock between its legs.

Oh no, thought Dee, they going to lay down me follow them slaughter it. Dee couldn't abide sensual cruelty of any kind and the thought of what was going to happen filled her with disgust.

Two of the char went into the pen and insisted that Dee follow them. Once inside the pen the charwoman held an arm each and started tapping Dee's legs until she parted them. That was clearly a sign 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 cunt was parting.

Oh god what is happening to me, she thought to herself. Not only have I been enjoying this tops sexual lifestyle, but now I'm getting turned on by a pig. She moaned quietly at the attending her cunt was enjoying, when some men arrived with a modest tabular array on leg and they put it in the middle of the pen. She also noticed that the foreman 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 quaternity - it did carry one of the women to evidence before Dee understood. She complied and then the men let the pig go. It made a bee lineage for Dee or more importantly the plaza where this luscious sex musk was coming from and briefly extend nuzzling her wet cunt sass again.

One of the adult female then picked up the pigs'strawman branch and put them on the table, 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 stopcock 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 puss. 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 stop there though. As she felt the pig heart copious quantity of cum inside her, she could feel her cervix being probed energetically and then its cock pushed inside it and gushed what seemed wish pints of cum in her womb.

She let out a shrieking of pain and pleasure, pain at the hook essence of the pig stopcock opening her cervix, but pleasure at the feeling of this warm cum spurting inscrutable inside her than she'd ever experienced in her life.

The pig then stopped the probing of her cervix uteri and Dee could sense it slip out of her little by little. She was sorry to reckon it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would enjoy but oh was she wrongly. She had the most vivid sexual experience of her life to day of the month and that was saying something considering these last few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her cakehole, she realised she was incredibly full of pig cum and she could feel it erupt from her cunt with some effect. The onlookers had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the foreman had been proud of his Elwyn Brooks White adult female and incredibly turned on to determine her get fucked by the pig.

He couldn't contain himself any longer and as Dee was still on all quartet, he knelt behind her and thrust his rock music hard cock into her. Dee moaned as she was being used again but she had grown to love being his roll in the hay slave and his cock worked its magic on her again as she started to orgasm all over again.

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

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