A Misadventure In Archeology

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All characters in this story are over 18 and purely creations of fiction. Everything depicted is intended to be consensual acts involving adults. This is meant to be a fun story with only a loose connection to real life. It is not meant to be realistic. This is meant to be read for enjoyment, so hopefully you have some fun reading it. Thanks!**

**This story was written for the Literotica April Fools Story Contest 2025**

Vicky was having the time of her life when she was given an opportunity to go on an expedition into the unknown and forgotten places of the world, or at least places unknown and unremembered by her. She had a passion for exploration, and she thought she deeply enjoyed learning. In truth, the one thing she actually enjoyed about learning something was being given an opportunity to be proud that she knew more than someone else.

This had started off as just a mild character flaw when she was young, but as she grew up it turned into a major source of annoyance to nearly every one she interacted with. In almost every conversation Vicky would try to over explain a topic to prove just how much she knew about it, even when it was a topic the person talking to her already knew a lot about. During her college education she had exasperated all her peers as she immediately assumed they knew nothing compared to her vast wealth of knowledge. Her teachers and instructors also quickly grew frustrated with the young woman. When she had decided to go for a masters they had scrambled to find ways to get her away.

Vicky's chosen field of study was archeology, so luckily for her professors they were able to find a way to send her off and get her out of their hair. She thought being sent on a solo expedition as a first year graduate student was an example of just how brilliant she was, but it was just an excuse by her professors to have her as far away as they could get her. Vicky was sure she was going to make a big name for herself and discover something amazing.

Sending her on an expedition hadn't been the first choice of the teachers. Many wanted to kick her out, but that wasn't an option. Despite their dislike for her, Vicky's professors didn't want to offend her or do anything that might anger her. Her family was exorbitantly wealthy, and they were major donors to the school and needed to be kept happy. So the destination they chose had been carefully picked. They made sure the trip was made to a place that was safe, and also that she couldn't do any harm to any actual research.

Her expedition was to a site in Peru. It was a place that the university had gone to many times, and the faculty had many close ties to the people there. Everything of any major archeological worth had been well documented already, and the area was being carefully developed into a spot focused on showcasing the history of the land for tourists. The area was remote and not heavily populated, but it was hoped that it might become a hotspot in the future.

Vicky however didn't care that there weren't any grand discoveries waiting for her to unearth, or perhaps she didn't even understand the site she was going to. She was determined to uncover something amazing, and she didn't listen to anything or anyone that told her otherwise. This quickly became a large source of annoyance to the scholars residing at the site who had to deal with her.

Filled with motivation, Vicky tried to launch several expeditions into the nearby jungles and mountains despite the protests of those in charge. The scholars had been given strict instructions to not upset Vicky too much in order to avoid her family's displeasure, but this soon became hard to manage. Her ambition quickly became so tiring to deal with that the scholars came up with a plan to try and distract the young woman.

She was told that she was being given a chance to explore an unknown mountain trail that might have lost secrets. What they hadn't told Vicky was that she actually was going to walk an extremely well explored trail that was only a few decades old. In fact, the small group of locals she was given to help her 'explore' this trail had traveled it dozens of times, as it was popular for the scenic views it held as it climbed up through the mountains.

One of her reluctant guides who was ordered to babysit her on the trip was Pariapichiu. He was a local of the area and also one of the head researchers at the site. His passion for his culture's history was as true and strong as it could be. He had studied at several prestigious schools all over the world and was renowned for his expertise and skills in a multitude of fields, but he had come back to his home to dedicate his energies into making sure the knowledge of his ancestors was respected and persevered.

Pariapichiu had gone by several names and nicknames throughout his education across the world, since he knew his birth name was hard to pronounce for many people. But when Vicky first heard him introduce himself she hadn't even waited for him to offer some easier to call him by. She had given him the nickname Robby, and since she thought she had a talent for giving good names she had refused to call him by any other name.

She didn't care that it wasn't anything close to his actual name, she insisted on calling him Robby. Vicky even refused to call him by the Spanish Roberto, which she declared was too hard to say. The woman also gave nicknames to the other guides, some of which were far worse than Robby. So begrudgingly Pariapichiu accepted Robby as a temporary nickname.

"Robby, how far is it to the end of the trail? I'm starting to get bored just walking. I can't waste my life just trudging along this stupid path, I should be uncovering mythic relics of your ancient past." Vicky grumbled.

Hearing her complaint Robby rolled his eyes as he glanced at the friends of his who had come along on the trip. They had done it as a personal favor to the man, but halfway through the first day they were already beginning to regret having to follow this pretentious foreigner. Robby was trying to keep their spirits high, showing them that he knew just how annoying their charge was.

Vicky had already proven how tiresome she was to deal with. She had also proved how disrespectful of the work Robby and his team had done. She seemed to think that they needed her to do some real archeology, and to show them all the things they had missed. Vicky eagerly portrayed herself as the American savior sweeping in with enlightenment for all the ignorant and primitive savages. If she knew how offensive that idea was, Vicky never let it bother her.

"It's nearly a week's walk, Victoria. This is a sacred road, one that tests the pilgrims who walk it. Only the worthy can reach the end, that's why we need you to get us there." Robby told her.

Robby's every word was dripping with heavy sarcasm, but he had already learned that Vicky didn't seem to pick up on it. Regardless of how much mockery he put in his voice Vicky never seemed to realize it. She always thought she was the best thing on earth, so she just thought people were being honest when they joked about how great she was. Most mockery just passed right over her head.

It wasn't even his accent that masked his tone. Robby had both a perfect American accent and an English accent, both having been built up while studying abroad. Robby only used his less posh American accent around Vicky though, as he had quickly learned that the English accent had made her feel unsophisticated in comparison and that had angered the girl.

"Well, I suppose I shouldn't let myself get too annoyed at the distance then. I do have the responsibility of leading you all to the secrets your ancestors hid away. I might be your only chance to recover so much that has been lost." Vicky declared.

Her stride, which had been somewhat slowing as they moved higher into the mountains, then quickly picked up. She walked with more confidence and purpose, eager to find her glory at the end of the trail. Robby smiled at the success of his little trick. It had been easy to goad Vicky into being more eager to continue the walk, and he knew that she was only starting to get lazy and not truly tired. The young woman had a young athlete's strong but slender body, and she shouldn't have been too tired from the trek quite yet. Robby himself was hardly bothered at all by the journey so far, and though he was fairly fit he still was nearing twice the young lady's age.

The rest of the morning and the early afternoon went by without too much trouble. Vicky spent much of the time regaling her guides with all the information she knew about their people's history. She didn't ask a single time if they already knew, and she wouldn't have cared if they had told her. Robby had instructed his friends to humor the woman, and so they didn't let her know that much of what she thought she knew was common knowledge among them, and the rest was so incorrect it offended some of them.

The mood among his friends was getting fairly sour and discontented, and Robby was more worried about keeping Vicky's attention on the journey. As it approached the early evening the girl was starting to get restless once more, unhappy from not immediately finding spectacular success and glory. Thankfully Robby had planned for this.

He had sent two people ahead of the main group, and their task was to plant a few items for Vicky to 'discover' along the way. None of the items were real relics, though most of them looked at least somewhat authentic. Robby was hoping they would be enough to fool the ambitious girl, so he was delighted by her reaction to her first find.

His friends had left the first fake artifact hanging from a tree overhanging the trail. It was a small effigy made out of twigs and string with a few charms attached. The item was something like the things sold at roadside tourist traps hoping to trick gullible foreigners, and it worked even better on Vicky. The girl let out a cry of triumph as she plucked it from the tree, not caring that she nearly broke it in her eagerness to get it down. She danced for a moment as she giggled and grinned, and then showed it proudly to her guides.

As Vicky confidently and incorrectly told her guides just how important and special the item was that she had just found, Robby thought about just how unqualified the young woman was. If it were a real relic then she would have almost certainly destroyed it with her carelessness. From the way she didn't even really inspect it before jumping to conclusions about what it was, he was sure that she didn't care about proper identification and cataloging. Robby suddenly felt less guilty about tricking the young woman, though he hadn't felt particularly guilty in the first place. Her disrespect went beyond offending just people, her lack of care also disrespected the science of archeology itself.

Vicky's joy at finding her first piece of ancient history made her hurry all the rest of the day. As she nearly rushed along the trail she continued to lecture her guides on just how lucky they were to have her explain such relics of their history to them. This only increased as she found two more 'relics', and she was quite ecstatic at the progress she was making as they set up camp for the night. With each artifact found Vicky proved how gullible she was, as she didn't doubt the authenticity of them at all.

While Robby and his friends set up the tents, built a fire, and prepared supper, Vicky spent the entire time trying to explain why the relics she had found would revolutionize the understanding of history as it was known. Robby was frustrated enough by her lack of assistance in any of the work, that he almost told her that what she had found was worthless junk and plastic baubles. But he kept his mouth shut, even as she tried to reinvent his own ancestor's mythology.

After supper Vicky quickly retired to her private tent and was soon snoring. Robby remained awake for a while with his friends. He spent the time trying to soothe their annoyance, promising them that it would get better. The attempts at calming them down were in part to convince his friends not to do anything that would go too far.

They all had habits of playing pranks, especially on those that deserved some comeuppance, and he could feel their desire to play a nasty trick on Vicky. The planting of fake artifacts had made them already start to scheme about what else they could do to fool the young woman. She had proven quite well that she would be an easy mark for a good prank. Robby also felt the urge to have a little fun at her expense, but he wasn't quite ready to do anything too drastic. He was determined to maintain a level of patience with the arrogant girl.

In the morning Vicky quickly put his patience to the test. She awoke shortly before dawn, and immediately demanded that they break camp and start down the trail again. Her sleep appeared to have been restful and restorative, which it should have been considering how many luxuries they had hauled along the trail and then set up for her. Vicky had slept on a soft cushion in a spacious tent, whereas her guides had only two thin mats. The men among them shared one, and the women the other, while they all shared tents that would have been cramped with half their number.

With Vicky already on his nerves, Robby was tempted to give permission to his friends to set up a less than friendly prank for her, but he held back. He begrudgingly gave the order to break camp, though he insisted on letting his friends make a quick breakfast. Vicky was aghast at the delay, and complained the whole time until they were walking again. Though she was eager to get going, Vicky's haste didn't encourage her to help at all in stowing their supplies, nor did she offer to carry anything extra.

Along the path Vicky found a few more of the planted relics, though to Robby's amusement the girl wasn't observant enough to find some of them. He watched her walk past a few fake artifacts that were left in very conspicuous spots. He once more wondered what, if anything, this girl had actually learned during her undergraduate studies. She seemed so focused on herself and her own glory that she barely even had time to find things purposefully left out to stroke her ego.

With each 'discovery' Vicky continued to lecture on what new theories of hers that they proved. It didn't matter that each idea was clearly only thought up seconds before she announced them to her guides, Vicky preached the theories as if they were gospel and she was reading straight from sacred texts. She was never less than completely confident in any idea that she had.

Her privileged attitude wasn't new, Robby had seen it before and wasn't bothered by too much. Her lazy and self-centered work ethic was something the man had dealt with in the past. But it was her disrespect for the culture and history that he had spent his life trying to piece together and preserve that finally broke Robby. He couldn't just stand by and do nothing as she dismissed all the work he and his peers had tirelessly done, and he couldn't keep on listening to her stomp all over actual archaeological history. The girl needed to be taught a lesson, and if she didn't learn from it then he and his guides should at least enjoy it.

As she gave one more speech on how little they must know about the history she was discovering, Robby turned to his best friend among the guides, Luis. Luis was the person most eager to pull a prank on Vicky, and he had a history of putting together some surprisingly creative pranks. Robby gave his permission for Luis to plan whatever he wanted. Luis gave Robby a bright smile and quickly turned to his girlfriend, who was one of several women with them, and began to plan. Robby knew that they would quickly be in contact with the people he had sent ahead. It wouldn't be long till Vicky's string of successful discoveries would take a turn.

The prank came together quickly and was soon set into motion. Despite how short a time they had to plan Luis had put some masterful work into the idea. It began with a new type of relic for Vicky to find. Instead of the usual cheap trinket, the men ahead had planted a small scroll for her to find. On it was a guide translating a variety of symbols into English. Vicky didn't appear confused or suspicious at all that the scroll had modern English on it written with what was clearly a modern pen, which convinced Robby that she was one of the most foolish, ignorant, and gullible people he had ever met.

Vicky was declaring the scroll an even greater achievement in translation than the Rosette's Stone when she stumbled across the next part of the puzzle. It was a series of the symbols from her scroll hastily carved into a fallen tree branch that blocked the path. Even with how obvious it was Vicky nearly stepped over it before Luis subtly called out that there might be something special about the branch.

After a brief inspection, and quick reminder from another guide about the scroll, Vicky soon translated the carving. It was a message indicating that there was something very sacred and powerful just a little further along the path. After reading the message Vicky's enthusiasm and excitement skyrocketed. She didn't care that the carving was as fresh as it could be, she was certain that she had just found evidence both ancient and secret. She dashed in a nearly full run along the trail in her eagerness to discover whatever it might be.

It was early evening by the time the final bit of the puzzle was found by Vicky. The sun was starting to set, though the moon was already out and very bright. There was still plenty of light as Vicky stumbled across the site where the prank would come together.

The location was a smallish flat spot along the trail. The road by this point had gotten somewhat high into the mountains, and the spot was situated near a cliff that fell sharply into the valley below. The area had several unlit torches in a circle around a well used and locally made blanket and a big stone. The stone had a large flat top with a small wooden statue on it. The top of the stone also had symbols from the scroll chiseled into it. Even knowing how relatively soft that type of stone was, Robby was impressed by how fast it had been done.

Seeing the spot Vicky let out a squeal of excitement and bounced up and down for a moment. Stepping forward she started to study the stone, pulling out her scroll. Without glancing back towards her guides she demanded someone light the torches.

"No... No... We cannot, miss. Please do not be angry. But... that is a sacred circle, and such lowly people as us are not worthy to be in it." Luis stammered out, putting his best acting into making himself sound both fearful and reverent.

Turning back to look at them Vicky saw Luis and the other guides acting spooked and scared, not daring to approach the spot. Even Robby was joining in, though he had not been prepped by his friend on what to expect. Seeing their hesitation Vicky's eyes grew wide, and it was clear that she thought whatever she had found was something truly special. There was no sense of fear that she was disturbing something sacred. It was obvious that Vicky thought herself worthy enough to be in any holy spot. She took out her own lighter to light the torches, and then hastily began to translate the writing on the stone.

"I... I think this is a sacred spot dedicated to the moon priestess." Vicky said, her excitement growing with each word. "It says... It says something about an important ritual. That if someone worthy performs the ritual here, then they will be awarded with great and mighty power! They will be given secrets that have been hidden for thousands of years!"

Robby could hear the eagerness in Vicky's voice, and he could tell that she was already desperate to do this ritual. She wanted the great and mighty power, and she needed the secrets that no one else knew. She turned to her guides with ambition and zeal burning bright in her eyes.

"What is it? Tell me, what is this ritual? I need to do it, you have to tell me!" Vicky demanded.

The guides looked sheepishly back and forth at each other, trying to act like they knew the ritual but didn't want to say it. This made Vicky only more desperate for the information, and she commanded that someone tell her. Her enthusiasm began to approach fury as no one told her what the ritual might be right away. She was only stopped from becoming wild with desperate rage when Luis's girlfriend hesitantly stepped forward.

"This is a shrine to the moon goddess, the god most connected to women, and the delights of women. Rituals to her always involve giving a sacrifice using the shrine's holy object." Luis's girlfriend explained.

Vicky's eyes narrowed at the information, and her lips formed a small scowl. It was obvious that she didn't like the sounds of a sacrifice. The woman had lived a life of privilege, and wasn't used to giving up anything of her own. Even the promise of divine gifts wasn't good enough to completely quell her disgust of giving something up.

"Well, what is it? What is this damned holy object and what do I need to sacrifice to get my prize?" Vicky asked aloud.

Spinning around the foreign woman began to stomp around the circle, searching it for the answer to her question. That's when Robby saw it, and understood what sort of trick Luis had planned. He was firstly aghast, worried that Luis had gone too far. But after a moment of hearing Vicky berate both her guides and his own people's ancient gods for not answering her immediately, Robby came to the decision that Vicky deserved this.

After a minute or so of stomping around the circle Vicky found what Robby had seen. The small wooden statue on top of the rock nearly shone in the light of the lit torches. The wood was smooth and polished, and as Vicky took it in her hands the purpose of the object became even more obvious to Robby.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with this? How could I make a sacrifice with this sort of thing?" Vicky asked in bewilderment, holding up the wooden object.

The statue wasn't made to resemble a person, but rather something very phallic. Vicky appeared rather uncomfortable as she held the carved wood, and her discomfort grew as she realized just how much a dick the object resembled. It took Vicky a moment to swallow down her disgust at holding a fake cock before she started to harshly urge her guides for more information.

Robby had to stop himself from chuckling as Vicky gestured with the wooden dildo, pointing it at the guides as she demanded an explanation. He wondered where Luis and his friends had gotten such a thing. It was a possibility one of the women had brought it along, or maybe one of the men, but Robby knew that no one could have guessed it might be used in something like this. As he held back laughter Luis's girlfriend once again stepped forward.

"The moon goddess is the god of our love, our desires, and our passion. She gives us women all our fleshly pleasures. The only thing she ever demands in sacrifice is some of our lust. She only wants given back a portion of what she gives." Luis's girlfriend explained.

Vicky was stunned by this information, and she sat down on the rock with a blank look on her face. She held the wooden dildo before her and stared at it, wordlessly pondering. She looked quite foolish sitting in the middle of the torches focused on a wooden dick, and Robby once again had to hold back laughter.

For the first time since Robby had met her, other than when she was sleeping, Vicky remained silent. She didn't purposefully chatter, or idly antagonize everyone around her. It was a unique experience to see the woman in a situation where she didn't immediately claim to know exactly what to do. It was evidence to just how good a prank Luis had planned that Vicky had been stunned by it.

Robby was sure that Vicky would finally figure out what an idiot she had been to believe that the scroll and the messages she had translated to be real. He hoped that she wouldn't think that it was her guides that had set her up, though he was willing to risk her wrath. The sight of her dumbfounded as she held a dildo in her hands and processed that she had been asked to use it was good enough that he almost found the trip worth it. It was delightful to see the arrogant and disrespectful girl humbled, and it would be great to see her come to the conclusion that the prize she had been so eagerly wanting was nothing but a prank. Robby didn't believe in a million years that the girl would actually go through with the ritual. That's why he was so surprised when he saw her begin to strip.

"I suppose that makes sense." Vicky said quietly, nearly whispering as she began to unbutton her shirt. "What else could a goddess of love want than a display of love?"

Vicky's words were spoken to herself, and said as if she was trying to convince herself. Robby had clearly underestimated the girl's desperation for glory, and it seemed like she was willing to do far more than he had guessed in her pursuit of this promised prize. He glanced at Luis, and the shock on his friend's face told him that Luis as well had not predicted this outcome.

The surprise of seeing Vicky slowly begin to undress was great enough that none of the people watching her did anything or said anything to stop her. Instead they all just continued to watch as the girl took off her shirt and then began to slip off her jeans. By the time Vicky was unclasping her bra all of her audience were either too scared to speak up this late, or were too eager to see more, to stop Vicky.

Robby started out as one of the former, but as the young woman revealed more of her gorgeous body he became one of the latter. Vicky had usually dressed fairly conservatively, so this was the first real time he was seeing just how beautiful she was. Robby felt a surge of arousal rise up within him, and he wasn't the only one. Many of the guides were staring with lust at her, even most of the women among them.

Vicky was fairly short, and her narrow waist and flat stomach made her seem even more tiny. But she wasn't lacking in any curves. As her bra fell down away from her she showed off breasts that were impressively large for her frame. They were round and perky, capped by small pink nipples that were hard in the evening air. She turned around as she started to lower her panties, giving her guides a good view of her plump and juicy ass.

Casting aside her panties, the only part of Vicky that was covered was where her loose blonde hair fell. Every inch of her body looked as soft as silk, and just as delicate. Despite her recent exposure to the sun, she didn't show a bit of tan. Her skin was an even shade of pale all over, without a single tan line.

Turning around once and facing the guides she sat on the edge of the stone, spreading her legs wide. Robby stared at her pussy, which had been carefully shaved except for a small thin strip of blonde hair. He couldn't be sure, and it seemed somewhat implausible, but Robby thought he saw a glistening of wetness from the girl's pussy. Robby wondered if Vicky might have gotten aroused from stripping down in front of a group of basic strangers, but he didn't spend too long considering the idea. The girl soon gave him something far more intriguing to focus on.

Lifting the dildo up to her lips Vicky slowly began to lick it. With long and deliberate flicks of her tongue she used plenty of saliva, beginning to coat the wooden dick with her spit. The sight was so teasingly alluring that Robby quickly felt his cock begin to get hard. It was hard not to imagine Vicky holding his own cock and giving it the same attention she was showing the piece of wood.

Vicky had shut her eyes when she had finished undressing, and she kept them closed as she teased her audience better than any porn video Robby had ever watched. Vicky seemed to be moving her tongue over the dildo in a way that showed off just how dexterous and nimble her tongue was. She was performing so well that he briefly wondered if Vicky had done something like for an audience before. Just watching the display felt more intimate a moment than Robby had experienced with several women he had actually dated.

Though in the moment Robby might have wished her to, Vicky didn't keep tenderly caressing the wooden cock with her tongue forever. Once she had covered the wooden cock with a good coating of her saliva the girl lowered it down in between her legs. She brought it close to her pussy, and then moved it away slightly. Opening her eyes Vicky looked at her audience.

"This is what I'm supposed to be doing, right? Giving the moon goddess an offering of lust?" Vicky asked, her voice full of trepidation for once instead of her usual assurance. "Do you think this is sexy enough for a goddess?"

Pausing for a moment Vicky studied the faces of the people watching her. Though no one said a word out loud, she must have gotten her answer from the lustful expressions of her guides. Her worried face softened and she smiled slightly. A look of confidence lit up her eyes as she lowered the dildo back down to her pussy. Her smile grew wider as she lightly brushed the tip of the wooden dick over her outer lips, and a demure moan passed through her lips.

The evening air was as still as Robby had ever heard it, without a single sound of nature. Though Vicky's moan was soft, it rang out as clear as a bell. The sound was sweet to Robby's ears, and he felt his arousal surge to a new height. His cock strained against his pants as a carnal longing ached in his heart.

Vicky's smile continued to grow, and delight spread through her expression. Robby wasn't sure if it was because of her audience's reaction or the touch of the dildo over her pussy, but Vicky was clearly enjoying putting on the show. She rubbed the head of the wooden cock up and down, starting off slow and gradually building up speed. Her eyes were kept open, staring back at the faces intently watching her. Vicky's gaze moved between the people watching her tease herself, and what she saw appeared to please her. The moisture on her pussy was more than just the spit from the dildo, and she was only getting wetter.

Grinning wide for a moment Vicky let out a few more moans, louder than her first. The hand not holding the dildo raised to her chest, wrapping around one of her breasts and squeezing. It was the most erotic thing Robby had ever seen, his heart was beating faster and faster. As Vicky bit her lower lip her eyes roamed over her audience, landing on each of her watchers in turn. But Robby thought that when her gaze moved to him it seemed to settle there longer than it did on others before moving on.

"Is this what you want? Am I giving you what you need?" Vicky asked, her words lightly interspersed with soft moans. "Please, Moon Goddess, if you want my lust you can have it all. I'll do anything if you can make me happy, if you can give me my prize."

Her eyes were focused on Robby as she spoke, and though her words were directed towards a divine spirit Robby felt like she was speaking to him. Robby stared back into her eyes as Vicky shifted the angle she was holding the dildo. She grinned with satisfaction at Robby as she pressed the head of the wooden cock against her entrance, and her gaze didn't leave him as she pressed the dildo into her pussy. A loud and heavy moan passed through her lips, and it seemed to Robby that it was meant for his ears in particular. Only when she paused with half the wooden dick inside her did Vicky stop staring at Robby, and then she only did so by shutting her eyes.

Slowly she started to pull the dildo back and forth, sliding its glistening length in and out of her pussy. The wet sounds filled the air in between her moans, though those were coming more frequently and louder. Vicky moved the hand on her breast to pinch her nipple, and her back arched to stick out her chest as her fingers tightened. In between her moans her breathing was getting louder and more labored, and a flush was making her cheeks quite red.

The longer Vicky fucked herself with the wooden dildo, the more she seemed to give herself over to the pleasure. Her moans had started off somewhat quiet and reserved, but they were quickly becoming less restrained and more primal. And as she opened her eyes again it was clear that Vicky was enjoying being watched. The delight in her eyes shone bright as she saw the people staring so intently at her, and she became even more determined to give them something worth watching.

She pumped the dildo in and out of her quicker, making the wet sounds nearly as loud as her moans. Moving her hand from her breast Vicky lowered it down to just above where the wooden cock was filling her pussy. Moving her gaze to Robby once more and keeping it there Vicky started to rub her clit. The added stimulation made her sighs and moans become more frequent, and now they came with nearly every breath.

Vicky was pumping that wooden dick back at a rapid pace, and her fingers teased her clit relentlessly. Her moans grew louder yet, but they started to show a hint of frustration. Trembles and quivers moved through her body, but only lightly. Vicky grit her teeth, and Robby thought he saw vexation in her eyes. Vicky appeared close to cumming, but she couldn't push herself over her edge. There was something missing.

"I need more, Gods oh I need more. Please Moon Goddess, your holy relic isn't enough to sate my desire." Vicky called out, desperation in her voice.

There was desperation in her eyes as well, especially as she got to her feet. Vicky left the wooden cock halfways inside her as she strode purposefully to Robby and grabbed him by his shirt collar. Utterly surprised by her actions, Robby didn't resist as Vicky pulled him into the circle of torches and led him to the blanket.

"Please, let me suck your cock. I need the real thing." Vicky begged, speaking more humbly than he had ever heard her before. "I've never cum without the real thing at least in my mouth. Please let me try sucking it to help me cum."

Without waiting for an answer from Robby, Vicky dropped to her knees in front of him. She sat so that the dildo was pressed a little more inside her, and she hurriedly reached for Robby's pants. Undoing them she hastily tugged them down, pulling his underwear along with it. When his cock flopped out hard and ready a delighted smile spread across her lips. She gave Robby an appreciative smile, showing how glad she was that he had gotten aroused watching her show.

Vicky took a moment to appreciate the real dick in front of her. A hungry desire filled her eyes as she looked at Robby's cock. Leaning forward she started to give it a similar treatment she had done with the wooden dildo. Using her nimble tongue she ran it up along his shaft. Her movements were quicker than before, as she was far more eager at this point. She added kisses in between the flicks of her tongue, giving attention up and down the entirety of his cock.

Robby moaned out softly, deeply enjoying Vicky's skilled lips and tongue. His sounds of pleasure was the first reaction he had given she had pulled him into the circle. He couldn't really believe what was happening, and he was fearing that this all had gone way too far. But the pleasure was so good, and the look from Vicky's eyes as she stared up was so full of the promise of greater delights. His worries were quickly dismissed, and he decided to enjoy the situation he found himself in.

Reaching down he brushed his hand through Vicky's soft hair. Taking a moment to grin up at him Vicky gave him a wink before wrapping her lips around his dick. She quickly began to bob her head back and forth, sucking his cock with amazing skill. Robby groaned out louder, and did so even more as Vicky reached up to start fondling his balls.

Vicky's other hand was occupied in between her legs. She was holding the base of the wooden dildo down. As her lips ran back and forth along Robby's shaft, Vicky rocked up and down on the fake dick. Riding the dildo made Vicky moan out, which vibrated wonderfully around Robby's cock.

He grunted out in a low voice, and he brushed his hand deeper into Vicky's hair. Holding the back of her head Robby guided her lips further down his shaft. He wagered that if the girl was willing to be a big enough slut to use two cocks in front of an audience, then she would be willing to swallow more of his thick dick down her throat. He was correct, and Vicky eagerly deepthroated his cock.

Even as she gagged on his dick Vicky continued to bounce up and down on the dildo. Robby didn't know if that was just for her own pleasure, or if the girl was still attempting to complete this insane ritual. Whatever it was, he was enjoying everything she was doing.

Vicky was enjoying it as well, and she continued to suck on his cock with incredible enthusiasm. Even when he let go of her hair and stopped holding her down over her cock Vicky deepthroated him a little longer. After a moment she pulled back and resumed bobbing her head back and forth, still committing to giving Robby an amazing blowjob. His moans grew lower and rougher, giving evidence of just how good she was making him feel.

The other guides watched on with shock, surprise, awe, and complete focus. Every eye was trained on everything Vicky was doing, from bouncing up and down on the wooden cock, to fondling Robby's balls, to running her lips up and down his shaft. When she finally pulled her lips off the man's dick and turned to her audience Vicky smiled brightly, admiring how much she had captured their attention.

Turning back to Robby she smiled up at him. Biting her lip as she raised her hands to start stroking his dick, Vicky gave him a pleading look. He quickly got the impression that she needed more than to just suck his cock. He figured that she would ask him to replace the fake dick inside her, letting him fuck her pussy. But what she said gave him another stunning surprise.

"This isn't enough. It feels so good to be watched, to have the Moon Goddess watching my ritual for her, but I need more." Vicky said, lightly kissing the head of Robby's cock in between her words. "But I can't stop using the holy object, I need it to complete the ritual. So I beg you, can you please fuck my ass?"

Robby's eyes went wide at her request, and he found himself unable to give a word in answer. But his cock throbbed in eager anticipation, and Vicky was able to feel that response as her fingers wrapped around his thick dick. The reaction was a good enough confirmation for the girl, and a bright smile spread over her lips.

"Oh thank you, thank you so much. You can pound my little ass as hard as you want, I promise I'll take it like a good little girl." Vicky told him.

Giving Robby a wink Vicky turned around and leaned forward. She lowered her head down, resting it and most of her upper body against the worn blanket. Spreading her knees she held up her ass, sticking it in the air towards Robby. Reaching under herself Vicky grabbed the base of the wooden dildo and started to pump it back and forth as she waited for Robby's cock to fill her ass.

Robby stared at the girl as she presented her ass to him. He couldn't quite believe what was happening, it seemed like something out of a wild dream. But he couldn't deny that it was real, and that the beautiful young woman was offering her ass for him to fuck as hard as he wanted.

After a few moments of Robby's hesitation Vicky turned her head and looked back to him. A disappointed look shone in her eyes, and a dispirited expression covered her face. A pout spread across her lips as she stared at him.

"Am I not good enough for you to fuck?" Vicky asked, all of her former confidence gone from her voice. "I promise I can make you feel good. If my body doesn't excite you, can you just close your eyes? You can pretend I'm someone else. You can fuck me as rough as you want, if that will help you do it quicker."

Hearing the lack of self-assurance in Vicky's words was enough to pull Robby out of his shock. It was absolutely unlike Vicky to lack confidence, and it was quite strange hearing her plead for something. He was sure want to think of her sudden need for affirmation. Shaking his head he tried to give the young woman a comforting smile. Kneeling behind her he rubbed his wet cock against her asshole, holding it just above where she was still moving the wooden dildo back and forth.

"No, that's not it at all. It's just... I was just offering a prayer to the goddess to aid us in the ritual." Robby said.

He tried to give an excuse for his delay that wouldn't hint towards his complete shock at what was happening. As far as he knew Vicky thought this was all part of a normal ritual to the ancient gods. He didn't want to do anything that would make her second guess what she was doing. The excuse seemed to work, and a joyful smile quickly returned to Vicky's lips. She rocked her hips back, pressing against the light pressure of his cock against her asshole.

Feeling just how willing she was for him to fuck her, Robby reached out and grabbed her waist with one hand. Pressing forward with his hips he pushed his cock against her tiny hole. Her ass resisted for a second. Shutting her eyes Vicky tried to relax herself, and that allowed Robby to slide the head of his cock inside her. His dick had been well lubricated by her blowjob, and it slid inside easier than he had expected.

They both moaned out together, consumed by the sensation. Because of his rather large cock, Robby hadn't done much anal with girls he had been with. Having a girl so eager to take his thick dick inside her ass was a completely new experience. As his dick was thrust inside her Robby found Vicky to be incredibly tight, and the pressure of her ass squeezing around him was nearly overwhelming.

Vicky was also slightly overwhelmed. Her sexual history wasn't as wild as one might assume with how willing she was to partake in this lewd ritual. But Vicky now had two cocks inside her, filling her pussy and stretching out her ass. She gasped aloud and grit her teeth, though there was pleasure in her voice. She rocked her hips back a little more, encouraging Robby to slide more of his cock inside her. However new the experience of double penetration was, Vicky was determined to do the best she could. Luckily for her that determination let her enjoy the experience quite thoroughly.

Taking in a breath Robby thrust forward more, driving his thick cock deeper into Vicky's ass. She cried out softly, and her gasp became a loud moan as more of his dick filled her. Her hand holding the dildo moved it faster, and her moans continued to grow. Letting out a low groan of his own Robby started to rock his hips back and forth, building up a slow but steady pace.

With two cocks, one real and one fake, pumping back and forth inside her at the same time Vicky started to moan with every breath. She kept her eyes shut as her senses were assaulted by the combined pleasure. Her free hand gripped some of the blanket, holding it tight as Robby pounded her ass a little faster.

Robby groaned out low and heavy as he gradually increased his pace. Vicky had promised to let him fuck her hard and rough, and though he was willing to give her that he wanted to build up to it. For the moment he was content to fuck her somewhat slow, and he let his hands roam over her body.

Vicky's sighs and moans were peppered with light giggles as her body was explored by Robby. She relished in his touch, happily letting him run his hands over her soft skin. As one of his hands brushed over her side and then onto her chest she opened her eyes and looked back at him, smiling wide. When she felt her tits get squeezed she gasped out and then giggled playfully, loving the way the man was using her. What sexual experience the girl had let her know that she desperately enjoyed being enjoyed. Having a man's hands touch all over her was one of her greatest joys.

With her encouraging reactions Robby pressed his hands into every curve of Vicky he could find. Every inch of her skin felt as good under his fingers as it looked, and the way Vicky moaned at his touch delighted him. His hands kept coming back to her tits, which were amazing to feel. They were more than a handful, and felt like they were made to be squeezed. And the way Vicky's moans grew louder each time he gripped them let him know how much she loved it.

The entire time he was exploring her body Robby was slowly but steadily thrusting a little faster, and a little harder. As his pace started to get quick Vicky began to match his rhythm, pumping the dildo back and forth in her pussy at the same pace. Vicky also turned to look at her audience again, checking in on how they were enjoying her show. They still stood completely enraptured. They were utterly focused on her, with the only real movements coming from Luis and his girlfriend as they lightly touched each other through their clothes.

Robby had soon built up his tempo to a good speed, one that he wouldn't have minded staying at. But Vicky had offered her body for him to use as he pleased, as rough and hard as he wanted. And he was going to give her everything he could. She had made his life miserable ever since she had arrived in the country, and this was his chance to get as much pleasure from her as he could.

Gripping her hips tightly with one hand he pounded her even faster, driving his cock into her ass stronger. As his hips slammed his dick deep into her ass Vicky's sweet moans turned into more ragged gasps. With his free hand Robby gave her ass a hard spank in between his thrusts, leaving a red handprint on one cheek. He quickly gave her another.

"Yes! Oh fuck yes! Pound me like a dirty slut." Vicky called out, her voice rough. "Make me your good little girl, fuck my sweet little ass till I cum for you like a whore."

Vicky was quickly finding out just how much she enjoyed being taken so hard. She had willingly offered herself up to be used roughly, but that had been for the purpose of fulfilling the ritual and gaining the glory she needed. She hadn't expected to find so much pleasure in being pounded strongly in the ass by a huge cock. Her delight in all that he was giving her was clearly evident in her loud moans and gasps of pleasure.

Her cries were more than enough encouragement for Robby to give her all that he had. Gritting his teeth he thrust as hard as he could, trying to keep his fast tempo up as he slammed his hips powerfully into her. His cock was driven deep into her ass, stretching it out. Vicky was somehow still able to match his tempo, pumping the wooden dildo in and out at a frantic pace.

They both cried out in gasps and moans, groaning loudly. Robby was sweating from the power he was pouring into each thrust. Vicky's eyes had rolled back in her head, and it seemed like she could barely process all the stimulation and sensations that were flooding her body. Robby couldn't believe that the girl could take such a pounding, but she took it and seemed to love every second of it. Her gasps were filled with pleasure, and the few words she was able to get out in between cries of delight were pleas for more.

Vicky was loving every second of the hard fucking. The more pleasure she felt the more she gave into it. She was delighted by how lustfully the other guides stared at her, and she fed off their desire. Giving in to the joy and the ecstasy of being a happy slut she let herself be consumed by the carnal pleasures of her flesh.

Vicky might have been able to keep up the relentless and furious pounding that Robby was giving her, but the pleasure became too much for the man. He had never fucked someone so hard, and it felt too good to ignore. Soon he felt his edge approach, and his cock was throbbing in aching need of release. Vicky must have felt this, and she focused her gaze and looked back at the man pounding her ass.

"Oh please cum for me. Do it anywhere. Cum in my ass, or on my back. Spray it all over my face. Paint my slutty body with your jizz, oh just please cum for me." She begged.

This was just too perfect an opportunity for Robby, and he had to consider his options. This wasn't an opportunity he wanted to waste with a rash decision. He thought about filling her ass with his jizz, but that wouldn't be as spectacular a finish as he wanted. Covering her in his cum though, leaving her dripping from face to tits with everything he had in his balls, did seem ever so wonderful.

After one more strong thrust that buried his cock fully in her ass Robby pulled his dick out of her. Vicky appeared to guess exactly what Robby was wanting, and she quickly moved to help fulfill his wish. Turning over she laid on her back. Spreading legs wide she kept sliding the dildo in and out of her pussy, but she squeezed her lovely tits in between her arms. Smiling up at Robby she made herself a perfect target.

Standing over her Robby stroked himself just a few times as he aimed his cock. With a loud groan he let himself give into the pleasure, succumbing to his climax. Thick streams of jizz shot out of his dick, landing heavily all over Vicky. Several strands criss crossed her face from her hair to her chin. A good number of large globs of his cum splattered across her tits. As Robby emptied his balls he gave more than enough to paint her in warm jizz, leaving her covered like a well used whore.

All the while as Robby shot jizz from his dick Vicky kept pumping the dildo back and forth. She gasped in delight with each hit of cum on her body, loving the feeling. Each bit of cum that hit her was proof of how good she had done, how much lust she had given to the Moon Goddess.

"Yes. Oh fuck yes! Give it to me, oh shower me in it!" She cried out, her words separated by loud gasps of pleasure.

The feeling of being covered in jizz became pure joy, mixing the heavy pleasures already filling her body. Her back arched up off the ground and her whole body started to tremble. As the last stream of cum splattered onto her Vicky cried out, giving in to the pleasure and letting herself be washed away by her orgasm.

Her climax was powerful, and it lasted for nearly a minute. Vicky screamed out in ecstasy the whole time, still sliding the wooden cock back and forth deep inside her. Her body quivered and her toes curled, and she twisted back and forth. Juices squirted out from around the dildo as she pumped in and out of her. It was an amazing finish to an unforgettable performance.

At the end of her climax Vicky finally laid still. She panted out softly, stretched out on the old blanket. Her eyes were closed, and she looked to be completely spent. Her only movement was the rise and fall of her chest as she caught her breath, and her only sounds were blissful mutterings. She looked exhausted, and didn't appear aware of the world around her. It probably would take a little while for the girl to recover.

Robby stood nearby and looked down at Vicky, impressed by the display of the young woman. She was covered in jizz, had a dildo shoved deep into her pussy, and her ass still gaped where he had stretched it out with his thick cock. She looked like a slut who had been properly fucked, which she was. As he was appreciating the sight of Vicky, Luis stepped up next to him, holding a new scroll with freshly written symbols.

"What's this one going to say?" Robby asked, speaking somewhat softly in case Vicky was aware enough to listen.

"It's some additional instructions. It tells the girl that this was only the first part of the ritual." Luis explained, smiling mischievously at his friend.

"I've written that there are several more sacred sites along the trail, and that in order to truly prove your worthiness you have to perform at each of them. Only after the last performance will the prize be given." Luis told him, barely holding back a laugh.

Robby grinned wide, loving the plan his friend had made. He had thought that his fun with the girl was over, but it seemed like it might have just begun. Vicky was probably gullible enough to actually be tricked by this. He quickly began to imagine how debauched things Vicky might be willing to do at the next stop.

Running a hand through his sweat dampened hair Robby let out a long and contented sigh. This trip had started out with frustration, with annoyance, and with no hope of doing anything of value. But now he smiled, filled with eagerness for the rest of the journey. Whatever might happen, he was sure that he would get some delightful enjoyment out of this girl yet.