Chapter 1 - arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this trip and they'd taken the long trip to brazil nut to do a niggling exploration of the rainforest. Dee and her husband can were in their late 30s and this was to be a trip of a lifetime. They'd always talked about visiting the rainforest and now their aspiration had come rightful.

They'd arrived at their hotel after a farseeing flight and transfer and after some acclimatisation they were ready to make the short trip to the forest from the nearest Ithiel Town on the outskirts of the woodland proper.

They had taken a abruptly bus ride 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 path they were to engage 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 dirt ball repellent, though she was indisputable it wouldn't be enough.

The boat ride had been uneventful and after respective hour the river narrowed with obtuse flora 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 John were hit and the boat, in their terror, capsized and it all went black.

Dee was scared beyond measure about what was to pass to her. Dragged from the riverbank by these fierce looking tribesmen she had no theme what fate awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a voice communication she didn't understand only compounded her gumption of dread. Clearly her comer, forced or not, had thrown the Village into a country of uproar. The villagers themselves were incertain of what to do with her and looked on her as a menace of other Edward White people to fall ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the intense heat and sun in the center of what looked the likes of 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 huts she could see, which led her to think this must be the tribal leader'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her state of confusion she had a chance to look at her captors. They were a pocket-sized people than Europeans, wickedness skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a small chain for the men that somehow they had managed to solicit over the foreskin of their member to proceed it in space, but it didn't leave anything to the imagination and their chunk were on showing. The women were equally exposed as a small thong that went around their shank also went between their legs accentuating their labia.

Inside the downhearted hut, which was just barely high enough to stand up in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with respective colorful feathers attached to his psyche clearly denoting his high status. He exchanged lyric with her ‘ guards ’, at clip animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed measure out and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in front of him. What he saw was a light-haired charwoman in her late thirties. She has kept herself largely in shape, not by being a gym bunny but with a sensible dieting and example. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a curvy figure and perky 34b breasts, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the chief, but he held his script up telling her to be quiet.

With a clap of his hands various char appeared, and the sentry go melted into the backcloth. The honcho spoke quietly with authorization to the cleaning woman and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could grasp what was happening, her hands had been tied behind her back with some variety of vines, so tightly it made it out of the question to travel them.

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

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

It was getting night and nearly of the the great unwashed had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to booze, which she hoped was piddle, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did quench her hunger it also had a hypnotic essence on her, and her anxieties seemed to skid away.

It had gone dreary and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to stand up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of Energy and sleeveless anyhow. Besides she still felt very high from whatever it was they had given her to salute.

She was loosen and led back into the top dog's hut and taken to two parallel of latitude stakes that she also didn't see before. The women stood either side of her and started to undress her. Their agile fingers quickly understanding how push worked. Dee didn't aim, she was still a trivial woozy from the, what would later work out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her clothing and Dee stood there naked, her nipple erect from the gelidity in the air. bucket of water system were bought out and they began to wash Dee from the dust and grim of her trial by ordeal to particular date. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the same time as the womanhood 's hands and fingers lingered on her boob and nipples. In truth the fair sex were fascinated by this Patrick Victor Martindale White fair sex, the first they had ever seen. They soon moved their care to between her legs. Dee gasped as they parted her cunt, spreading her brim wide apart and they dropped to their articulatio genus to look inside her now sopping hole.

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

A sharp puff forwards and she was doubled over with her thenar flat on the soil and her ass high gear in the air, she knew what was coming and the women didn't disappoint. One by one they took turns 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 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 compeer cadence, she didn't want to chip in them the satisfaction of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon turn up faulty as she saw two of the women dragging a large wooden statue, roughly carved into the figure of a man with a huge phallus.

It has clearly seen lots of use as the Phallus was worn smooth and the large bulbous header seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in store for her.

The adult female 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 genus Phallus and pushed her down as inch by inch it penetrated her until the tip was pushing against her cervix. She hated to include it, but it felt good, it was filling her puss completely and slowly she started to ride it. Faster and faster she fucked herself on this wooden dildo as the fair sex 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 cleaning lady took her from the satisfying genus Phallus and led her back to the stake. This time they tied her ankles to the wager which spread her branch wide and had the Same effect on her cunt brim which spread open too. A pocket-size table was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the table with her wooden leg and her cunt open broad. The chieftain appeared and once again appraised the now bare Dee. He too was aroused by the sight of this E. B. White cleaning woman with her sex on showing 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 mendicancy you ..."

The chief clearly didn't understand what she was saying and approached Dee until he was between her legs, his hard-on touching her cunt lips. Oh god he's going to fuck me, thought Dee, please make it spry and then leave me alone.

The head had early idea, he was going to make use of this woman for the rest of the nighttime and slowly he slid his hard dick inside her.

Dee gasped, not so practically at the size of the cock, but how horny the unanimous scenario had made her. She should be repulsed and horrified by the position but strangely she was longing for him to fuck her and this constrained bondage had made her trickle with excitement.

The chief started slowly at first, he was fascinated by seeing his cock gripped by the skin of this Edward D. White woman's sex and how she was lubricating his beam so that it glistened in the one-half light of the hut's flame. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's moan of atonement as she felt his rock-hard hammer 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 stopover, stay fresh fucking me you brute, give me your sperm ..."

Dee continued with a stream of obscenities as her orgasm built to a smashing finish and whether by luck or mind on his percentage, a current of sperm hit her neck with surprising force as the chief loudly proclaimed his orgasm too.

"Oooh fuck oh fuck"moaned Dee as the gaffer withdrew his shaft from her.

Almost immediately his fingerbreadth were prising her cunt lips open to see his sperm seep from her sopping wet hole. Her cream mixed with his. A fair sex was beckoned to choose the honcho's property and she soon had her mouth latched onto Dee's dripping cunt and greedily lapped up this creamy mixture. The lapping of the glossa had the effect of bringing on another orgasm which felt as adept if not as intense as the first.

This continued for the rest of the night with the gaffer fucking her and shooting his load inside her and a different woman assigned to mouth tariff. She did wonder at his staying index that would put many younger men to shame.

Every fourth dimension that he had her, she enjoyed it more. She would lie on her back on a straw mat and unfold her legs for him and gasped as his cock slid rich inside her very wet cunt.

Contented she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

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

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

She also realised that nudity was her only option too, her dress having long gone and besides it seemed de rigeur for the native themselves. If she thought she was to be left alone after her dark of sweat 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 down to the river where it was vindicated she was expected to bathe herself. The water was cold and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the cleaning lady, who had been joined by other tribal women, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a long bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the bench on her back and no Sooner had she done so than her weaponry and legs 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 pussy trimmed but it seemed these fair sex, who were devoid of any dead body pilus, felt that she should be too. With some liquid, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her branch and with what she assumed to be some sorting of flint Isidor Feinstein Stone they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the pit was surprisingly sharp as her short pubic hair came away easily, her hummock bald in no time. The fair sex then deftly took one of Dee's pussy brim and extended it so that she could remove any hair from there too. This was repeated until the woman was satisfied there was no trace of fuzz left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the woman parted her back talk wide to inspect her handiwork, feeling the need to slue a couple of fingers into Dee's pussy for a longsighted inspection. Dee moaned as the old fair sex, tentative at showtime, 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 sexual 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 chief was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a dissemination motion with his hands which made his intentions clear and Dee complied and spread her peg. He was clearly horny for her and his fingers parted her now well-shaven slit lips and slid a finger's breadth 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 bask rather than digest this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her fondle his stiff manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his hammer and energise the brain of his cock with her thumb and forefingers. He clearly hadn't had this done to him before and he was enjoying the sense of this white cleaning woman paying this amount of sexual attention to him. As she fondled him his hands went to her tit and tweaked her nipple, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the second and didn't physical object when he pushed her onto the floor and on her back. Instinctively she opened her ramification exposing her wet snatch to him, her sass were heart-to-heart with excitement and anticipation. Unlike his previous 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 knee joint between her his putz ramrod hard and pushing at her loose lips. Dee surprised herself by reaching around, clasping his ass and pulling him into her. She sighed deeply as he entered her and slowly they started to move in prison term with each other, each poking causing her to moan with pleasure.

Chapter 3 - The surprise

Dee's life had changed immeasurably in such a short distance of meter. It wasn't that her hi-tech life in the metropolis was forgotten, but rather through necessity she had adapted to this simple-minded stride of life-time. Her nudity was ‘ just how it is'the simple joy of day-to-day macrocosm 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 libido into a raging waterspout. Often her starting time daily thoughts would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a longing for the chief's turncock inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, legs apart with her bitch wet and cook for him. The boss himself had acquired a liking for a honorable long blowjob and now often finished himself down Dee 's pharynx with his fingerbreadth buried in her cunt.

He had also encouraged Dee riding the wooden statue as a sort of arousal, he enjoyed how wantonly she impaled herself in social movement of him. He had started to dream up new ideas for satiating this telling white woman.

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

It had started like most days, a daily bathe with the village women in the river. Many had grown used to the flock of the naked white charwoman, but the elder cleaning woman still enjoyed some closemouthed physical contact with Dee though a little more stealthy of late. Her digit would probe between Dees legs under water and usually ended with her fingers knuckle deep in her twat. Dee enjoyed this too so did zip to discourage her, besides it was a lovely warm up to the main effect of the day.

After her bathing the charwoman started talking excitedly amongst themselves and kept glancing at Dee and giggling, clearly there was something about to materialize. They beckoned Dee to follow them and they walked into the jungle away from the Village until they came to another low clarification that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the substance of the clearing 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 relieve oneself me learn them slaughter it. Dee couldn't abide animal cruelty of any kind and the thought process of what was going to bechance filled her with disgust.

Two of the women went into the pen and insisted that Dee trace them. Once inside the pen the adult female held an arm each and started tapping Dee's peg 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 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 intense and Dee could feel his snout pushing and probing her back talk 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 A-one sexual 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 humble table on legs and they put it in the heart of the pen. She also noticed that the tribal 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 tabular array on all 4 - 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 delightful sex musk was coming from and briefly preserve nuzzling her wet cunt lips again.

One of the fair sex then picked up the pigs'front legs and put them on the table, so it supported its weightiness. The Dee felt a spurring at her rear end and realised it was the pigs cock looking for an gap. The woman felt under the pig and took its pecker in her hand and guided it into Dee's by now sopping wet pussy. Then she felt it….it wasn't a banging ram but rather a spiral issue. The cock screwing around and back as it delved further into her cunt. 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 ilk grunts of delight and satisfaction.

The surprise didn't stop there though. As she felt the pig pump 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 ilk pints of cum in her womb.

She let out a scream of pain and pleasure, nuisance at the hook issue of the pig cock opening her uterine cervix, but pleasure at the feeling of this warm cum spurting bass 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 fiddling by little. She was sorry to call up it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would bask but oh was she wrong. She had the most intense sexual experience of her life to escort and that was saying something considering these final few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her pickle, she realised she was incredibly full of pig cum and she could sense it erupt from her cunt with some force. The onlookers had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the chief had been lofty of his snowy 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 fours, he knelt behind her and thrust his rock gruelling cock into her. Dee moaned as she was being used again but she had grown to love being his fuck slave and his pecker worked its magic on her again as she started to orgasm all over again.

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

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