Inca Gold Pt. 07

Title: Inca Gold: Part 7 -- Unforeseen Perils.

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Short Description: Unexpected Dangers of The Jungle.

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Category: Erotic Horror

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Tags: Blackmail, Non consent, Group sex, Lesbian group.

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Word Count: 43,680

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Preamble:

Hi, and thank you for choosing my story.

Please consider the preamble for Part 1 as an integral part of this episode.

As with most of my work, there is a good deal of background and character building in the early stages. For this reason, many aspects of later parts will be better understood by reading the episodes in sequence.

Also, I will not be repeating descriptions of any characters who appeared in previous chapters. You will need to refer back for details of those characters.

-----Arrival in Brazil -----

As the plane came in to land, banking off to the right, they could see the single airstrip below them, with the aircraft turning toward the far end. A little further to the right there was a large tarmac circle with a big white 'H' painted in the middle.

'Hmmm. That could have been useful', Jason thought to himself. "If only we could have taken a chopper to the target," he mentioned to Marika.

"Can't land a helicopter in the jungle," she replied. "Anyway, it will be an adventure," she smiled.

By the time they were within sight of the terminal building, the passengers could make out the words 'Welcome' in about 10 different languages, above the name of the airport - São José.

Flash Walters was the first to mention it. "Hey! Why are we here? I thought we were supposed to be going to Chile?" he called out. "This is Brazil."

"Ah, well..." Jason revealed, "I can tell you all now. You see... every expedition that has gone in search of the Inca treasure so far, has failed..." he told them, "but that's because they were all looking in the northern edge of Chile," he smiled. "We happen to have irrefutable evidence that the Inca Gold is in the centre of the Amazon Rain Forest."

"Whaaa... Why, you sly old devil," Ray added. "No wonder you were so secretive," he smirked. "OK. Let's get the cargo unloaded, and we can start getting our wet kit on," he smiled.

"Wet kit?" several of the girls commented, looking puzzled.

"Jungle clothing," Nathan explained.

"Oh," one of the girls replied, with a'knowing' expression, and the rest declined to show their ignorance, choosing not to pursue it further at the time.

The party members alighted the aircraft and filed across the tarmac two by two, all but forgetting their partnerships with their previously allocatedTrek Buddies.

Led by Jason and Kevin, they were followed by Camilla and Simon, then Julia and Coco.

Next in line were the two Chinese girls, Soo and Mei, and leaving very little space behind them were Daniel and Penelope.

There was a muted, one-sided conversation between Dan (as he had decided he preferred to be called) and Penny, during which he was asking - almost begging her to consider spending some time with him during the trip. But Penelope was hedging, clearly unhappy to encourage any sort of relationship with the lad, which was obviously all he was really there for.

Flash seemed besotted with Dina, and had to be coerced into leaving her side to unload. They were closely followed by Maya and Diva, Indira and Nathan, who was also conscripted to help unload (leaving Dina to partner up with Indira), then Annetta and Aurora - the big Icelandic woman, keen to engage in a sexual relationship with another of the three beautiful Filipino girls.

Marika and Imelda followed along close behind them, then Lucia with Simone, Okinawa and Nata, and finally the two lovely Thai hostesses Anais and Suki, with Steve the pilot bringing up the rear while exchanging pleasantries in French with Tala, and hoping for an opportunity to bed the gorgeous Filipino before they left for their expedition.

During their walk across the hot tarmac,

Daniel and Penny continued their one-sided chat together, with Penelope trying to avoid giving him any reason to believe he was making progress, while she listened in to the conversation that Mei and Soo were having just ahead of them.

"So, you like Mister Jason?" Soo asked.

"Mister Simon I like better," Mei replied, giving her cousin a naughty grin.

"Yes," Soo agreed. "Mister Simon, he has much bigger cock," she giggled.

Penelope looked shocked.

"And he know how use," Mei added, and the pair giggled together.

Penelope glanced toward Daniel, then quickly looked away, lest he might think she was amused - or aroused.

"I think I must make good friend with Mister Simon," Soo said to her cousin.

"You wait for turn," Mei told her, laughing.

"Maybe we go together?" Soo suggested.

"Need to get him on own first. Away fromher," Mei replied, pointing to Camilla, who was hanging on to Simon's arm as if her life depended on it.

"Well, I thought Devil's Lake was a dump," Diva said to her temporary partner as they entered airport building, "butthis place takes some beating," she laughed.

"Just be thankful that we're notstaying here," Maya replied.

"You'll have worse than this to cope with when we're out in the jungle," Kevin assured them, still unable to resist ogling the girls. "No mod-cons anywhere," he told them. "Better make the most of the primitive facilities here before we set off proper," he grinned. "You'll be thankful that you did," he smiled.

"Not a bad idea," Dina agreed. Although she didn't like him any more than most of the other girls, hedid have a point.

"Oh no!" Flash groaned.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked.

"Customs guys," he said under his breath, nodding toward the office. "I wonder why they're here?"

The group looked across to a small office in the corner where, through a window they could see two men dressed in dark uniforms and hats. One was a big guy - probably 250 to 300 pounds, with a fat, tanned face, long black hair, greasy looking skin, a moustache, and lots of stubble. The other guy was smaller, but otherwise similar in appearance and equally unkempt.

"I had to book our arrival," Steve the pilot was saying. "It's the law here. Over five passengers and you have to book the flight in."

"Couldn't, you have bribed someone?" Marika asked.

"What for?"

"Three of the girls don't have passports with them," Jason told him.

"Oh my God! You're joking! Why didn't you tell me? I would have warned you," he said.

"Let's bribe them now," Marika suggested.

"Do you realise you could go to jail for that?" Steve told her. "Do you have any idea what they do to women in Brazilian jails?" he asked. It was a rhetorical question, of course.

"So... what are we going to do?" Jason asked.

"OK. I have an idea!" Marika began. "Jason. You and I can gather all the passports together and give them to the little guy at the front. With a bit of luck he probably won't check them all."

"What if he does?" Jason asked.

"Well. maybe the girls can bribe them?" Steve suggested.

"How? They don't have any money. We told them they wouldn't need to bring anything," Marika told him.

Steve gave her a pathetic look. "Can't you think of something that theydo have, that those two might be tempted with?" he replied, raising his eyebrows.

"Oh," Jason smiled, then frowned and sighed. "Couldn't we find another way?" he asked.

"Well, I'm open to suggestions," Steve replied, giving him a look of defeat, "but..." He didn't even try to finish the sentence.

Marika and Jason gathered all the passports together and passed them to Steve, who handed them to the smaller Customs officer. The guy thumbed through the twenty odd little books, looking at the pictures and glancing up at the group of men and girls who were all huddled together. He was just about to hand them back when the bigger guy at the rear stopped him, saying something in Brazilian.

The first guy just looked at him, then passed the collection of passports to his colleague who thumbed through them - counting. He looked at the people gathered together, then back at the passports, before walking over to the group.

As the bigger man opened each book in turn, he checked the picture and pulled it's owner from the crowd, handing them their passport and directing them to stand near the door. In that way he identified every one with a passport, leaving just six people - Dina, Nata and Julia, plus Steve and the two pretty trolley dollies without valid documents.

"Oh crap!" Steve sighed to himself, realising that he had probably screwed up the group's attempted deception, simply by standing there with them.

The big guy smiled and moved closer to where Steve stood with the hostesses, leering at the girls - particularly Suki, and he was about to lay a hand on her when Steve intervened.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he asked, stepping between them.

"No passport," the Customs guy told him, smiling lustily, as if that were reason enough for him to help himself to the girl.

"Oh no. No no no no, Steve countered, shaking his head. We all have passports chief. Here they are," he said, producing three South African passport booklets.

The Customs guy looked disappointed.

"Y'see... We're not with the expedition," Steve explained. "We're just contracted to fly them out here," he went on. "We're all going back on the plane when we're done here."

"These also?" the fat man asked, referring to the two Asian girls and the Swede.

"Ah. No. I'm afraid I can't help you with them," he admitted.

The man's face lit up, grinning again as he stared lustily at the three buxom young women, while considering the situation.

"OK," he eventually said. "You can leave," he added, giving Steve a dismissive gesture with his hand as he studied his three potential victims.

"Nah, no, no, no," Steve replied. "I've been flying that baby out there all through the night for eighteen hours straight," he told the man. "I need a break... and we have to refuel," he added.

By this time the second Customs man had joined his colleague and was leering at the two beautiful hostesses, as Steve watched him suspiciously.

"Why don't you two ladies go back to the plane," he suggested. "You'll be safer there."

"What will you do?" Anais asked.

"I'm going to see if I can talk this guy round after they've all left," he replied, nodding toward the group of explorers.

As Suki and Anais left the building, on their way back to the aircraft, Steve called after them. "And pull the door up after you. Don't let anyone else on board."

The big Customs guy began to lead his prisoners away, with Dina, seemingly oblivious to the danger they were in, as she turned and called out to the two little Chinese girls. "Do not be upset. We will be waiting for you when you get home," she smiled.

"I will have my Lady Shaver charged and ready for when you get back," Nata added, blowing kisses to them and laughing.

Steve and the two Customs guys moved away from the rest of the group, back toward the office, and the big guy was wagging his finger and saying something to Steve who was raising his hands to the sides, clearly protesting his innocence.

Jason gave Nathan a nod, and the big black guy took Flash, Simon and Daniel, following Anais and Suki out to the plane where, between them, they unloaded the equipment.

After a brief debate with the Customs guys, Steve came away looking downcast. Jason asked him what was the outcome.

"They're going to keep the three girls who don't have passports," Steve confided. "Lock 'em up here," he explained.

"But... they haven't done anything wrong," Jason insisted.

"They tried to enter the country illegally," Steve replied.

"But they didn't know," Marika appealed.

"Apparently, ignorance is no defence," the pilot told them, shrugging.

"Can't we bribe them?" Jason asked.

"Huh! Not unless you want to join them in the jail," Steve told him. "That one is a stickler. And I'm guessing he wants more than just a bribe."

"What does he want?" Marika asked.

"I'm pretty sure he wants the girls," was all Steve would say.

The three, including Marika, argued for a short time, until eventually Steve told them in no uncertain terms, "Look. There's nothing we can do right now. Leave it with me. I'll try to talk them round after you lot leave. I'm just the pilot and I've been here before, so they know me. Maybe I can talk some sense into them. I can offer him some cash when there are no witnesses. They ought to trust me. Hopefully they'll let me take them back to the US."

"What if they don't?" Marika asked.

"Hmmm. Well, I've never been in a Brazilian jail, but I've heard about what happens. They'll probably get raped by the guards while they're there."

"Oh my God" Marika almost sobbed, clearly horrified at having brought the girls into danger. "How many guards?" she asked, as if that mattered.

"Hmmm. Not usually many I wouldn't, have thought," he replied. "But they seem to crawl out of the woodwork like cockroaches when there are pretty women to entertain," he added solemnly. "Three beauties like them, won't get a lot of rest, that's for sure," he mused. "Daily treat for the guards," he said, looking stony faced.

"So... how long are they likely be in prison?" Jason asked, as the Customs guys led the three girls away to a holding room.

"Huh. That's up to these guys," Steve told them. "They may not even get atrial for months. Anything could happen in that time," he added with a sigh.

"Well, that probably won't bother the Asian pair," Jason told him. "They only came for the sex," he added. "But Julia... well, that's another story."

"What a pity," was all that Kevin said, lustily staring at the backs of the three girls as the officer led his prisoners away through the doorway.

"Good thing Alice didn't make it," Marika said to Jason. "I can just imagine the fun they would have with her."

"Alice?" he queried.

"The schoolgirl," she reminded him. "Surely you remember her? The gorgeous blonde schoolgirl you fucked on Friday?"

"Oh, Alice. Oh yes," he replied, a half smile returning to his face. "Yes. I'd hate to think what they might have done with her."

Marika had her doubts. She could almost tell what he was thinking.

"Yeah," Kevin added, an evil smile on his face.

"What's up?" Nathan asked, as he and the three other men returned, struggling with a trolley, loaded up with twenty eight backpacks.

The group stared at them in stunned silence.

"Three of the girls don't have passports," Marika told him.

"So?"

"The Customs men won't let them come with us."

"Oh, he said," looking disappointed. "So... they have to go back then?"

"If they're lucky," she replied

"What does that mean?"

"They may go to jail."

"Oh shit!" Nathan exclaimed.

"It's worse than that," she went on. "We were hearing about what happens to girls in Brazilian prisons."

"Oh God. I can just guess," he said.

"Well... We have guns," Flash pointed out. "Couldn't we break them out and make off into the jungle? They'd never catch us."

"You can't be serious. We'd have half the Brazilian army after us," he said. "And we still have to get back to the US again when we're done here," Nathan told him. "This is the only airstrip for a hundred miles."

"Sorry guys. Looks like we're stuck with it," Jason told them.

"OK, well... we've already balanced out the bulk of the equipment, and packed the backpacks. It's bad enough that we have to leave them behind, but there's nothing we can do about that," Nathan said, resigning himself to the situation.

"As far as the rest of us are concerned, we just need to share out the contents of the extra three packs and get changed into our day gear. We'll all have to carry a share of the extra load, but we can distribute most of it between the six men, so the girls won't have to carry too much extra weight."

"Sexist," Kevin commented, quietly, which earned him a few cursory looks from several of the others.

"What are those black panels on the backpacks for?" Simone asked.

"Ha. Technology," Nathan replied.

"What is that supposed to mean? Diva asked.

"OK," he smiled. "So, does anyone know what the daylight hours are in the Amazon at this time of year? he asked the group in general.

Flash was about to reply. "Not you," Nathan cut in. "I know that you know it," he smiled. "Anyone else?"

There was a general murmur among the remaining group, but no-one answered.

"OK. Well, daylight hours are from 7am to about 6pm... give or take," he informed them. "That means we'll be wide awake and hungry by the time it gets dark."

"So?" an anonymous voice chirped up.

"So... we have to set up camp before it gets dark, and before we eat," he explained. "And while we're eating, we don't want to be sitting in the dark, do we?" he smiled. "So... these are solar panels... and they will absorb the daylight to charge lightweight lithium batteries, which we will use to power bright LED lanterns, to light up the camp in the evening," he smiled smugly.

Everyone looked at him agog. "We have Kevin to thank for providing the funding, so we could afford the very latest in quality equipment," he added.

There were smiles all around, and Kevin nodded his acknowledgement of their gratitude.

"So... we all carry one of these, and that gives us light in the evening?" Simone queried.

"That's right," Flash confirmed. "Now, can we get on? Please?" he asked.

As it happened, Marika had packed some coloured ribbon. Quite what she had intended to use it for, she hadn't shared with anyone, but Jason felt sure it had something to do with Penelope. It did of course - she had planned to decorate the campsite for Penelope's birthday, but there should still be plenty left for that.

Nathan and Flash carried in a few boxes containing packs of camouflage clothing, while Daniel, Kevin and Jason unpacked three of the backpacks and re-packed most of the contents into the sixmen's packs, marking them with Red ties. The remainder they distributed among another six packs, marking those with blue ties. These would be for the stronger of the females - those being Marika, Lucia, Simone, Diva, Indira and Annetta. The remainder were marked with pink ribbon - for the more petite of the girls to carry.

Then, with Marika's help, everyone was handed two sets of clothing according to the sizes they had given on their application forms.

At the same time, Marika began handing out canteens for fresh water, and toilet rolls, telling the naive new explorers, "Use this sparingly... There won't be anywhere to buy another one," she added with a grin, "and we can't waste luggage space for spares."

Everyone was also given a pack of moistwipes for personal hygiene.

"I won't hand these out, ladies," she said quietly, away from the men, "but I have a supply of tampons too. Just come and see me discreetly if you need any," she smiled.

"Err... What about if anyone has... never used a tampon?" Penelope ventured to ask, looking a little awkward and uncomfortable.

"I wouldn't worry about that my love," Marika told her, giving her a wink and a knowing smile. "I'll help you," she added.

"May I suggest..." Flash announced,

"that we all make use of the toilet and washing facilities here before getting into our jungle gear. It will be a long time before we see any civilised conveniences like they have here," he told them.

"Good idea," several others agreed.

"This is civilised? Diva asked, rhetorically.

"It's the best you're going to see for a while," Nathan told her.

Armed with their 'Jungle' gear, the girls went into a group of separate interview rooms which doubled as changing areas, while the men changed out in the open 'Arrivals' area.

The clothing was clearly designed to suit the gender of the wearer - men having long baggy shorts that came down to their knees, while the girls were given smart, tighter, shorter shorts, that left most of their legs visible.

The shirts were similar in design for both men and girls, but the pattern of the girls' tops looked more like tunics that were designed to be left open at the top. Also, theirs fitted much more snugly around the waist, and were somewhat shorter.

All in all, the girls' attire gave a very pleasing effect - if you're a bloke, but a couple of the ladies weren't too happy about it. The fit showed off the shape of their bodies, and the material was significant thinner than the men's shirts, which meant that as soon as it got wet (which was highly likely given their destination), it could easily become partially transparent.

As far as the men were concerned, it wasn't until they started changing intotheir 'Jungle' gear, that the rest of the guys realised just how big and brawny Nathan was. On a sliding scale from one to ten, he was up the top at twelve. Daniel (unsurprisingly) was way down at the bottom, of course. Then came Simon, followed by Kevin. Ray (or Flash, as he preferred to be called), and Jason were probably on a par, but Jason (being a little taller) came out on top, although Flash was far more jungle savvy of the two. However, Nathan was way up ahead of them all, right at the very top.

It was only when he stripped off his street clothing that the rest of them all turned to look at him in envy. His muscular'eight pack' was the first thing that they all noticed - then his'manhood' (being rather more substantial in its flaccid state than most of the others with a full erection). But the thing that really stood out ('scuse the pun) was the sheer magnitude of his arms. He had a similar size shirt to Jason - maybe a couple of inches bigger around the chest, but his biceps filled the sleeves almost to breaking point. In fact, his biceps were even bigger than Daniel's thigh muscles. It was then that he confessed, he often had to have shirts made especially for him.

As soon as they were all changed, they were directed off to another room that was set aside, that being filled with lockers where the explorers could each stash away their street clothing and other personal effects. And each was given a key, which Jason and Marika collected together for safe keeping, and locked away with their own belongings.

Anyway, after about ten minutes, the big Customs officer returned to the office with a broad smile on his face, adjusting his belt as he walked. He took little or no notice of the men getting changed, but headed directly to his office, where he promptly sat beside his smaller colleague.

The two of them appeared to be concentrating on a pair of monitor screens in the office. In fact, they paid so much attention to the screens, pointing and smiling at one another, while laughing and joking, that they hardly noticed what was happening outside in the Arrivals lounge.

Indira was the first to emerge from her changing room - a furious expression on her face.

"I ain't wearin' this!" she complained. She had emerged wearing the tightest, shortest pair of shorts that could possibly fit her. The legs hardly covered any of her leg flesh, the rear hugged her bottom, showing off her derrière beautifully, and the front was so tight fitting that her camel-toe was clearly visible to anyone looking in her direction. The tunic style top was also a very snug tit, with no buttons for at least six inches from the collar, showing a beautiful cleavage.

"Why? What's wrong with it?" Jason asked. "We thought you'd like it. It's smart and stylish... very fashionable. And it will be light and cool to wear in the jungle," he smiled.

"It's - slutty!" she complained.

"Should suit her perfectly then," Flash whispered aside to Kevin, who couldn't help but laugh aloud.

"I'm sorry honey," Marika interjected supporting her man, "but I'm afraid these are all we have. You can't trek through the jungle in your street clothes, now can you," she smirked.

"It's degradin'," she insisted, backed up by Diva who had just joined her.

"We think very nice," Mei interrupted as the two little Chinese girls turned up.

"Yes. Very nice," Soo agreed, giving them a twirl.

Aurora and Imelda arrived too, wondering what all the fuss was about, closely followed by Annetta and Tala, both looking incredibly sexy.

"If you don't want to wear what we've provided," Marika told the West Indian girls, "you can always go back to The States with the plane," she said, giving them a determined frown.

"Or, maybe you'd prefer to spend some time here with Dina, Nata and Julia in the airport Holding Room?" Jason added. "I'm sure those nice Customs officers wouldn't mind looking after you until the plane goes back tomorrow," he suggested, pointedly.

Indira looked to Diva, both clearly angered, but neither said anything more.

"It's only for a few weeks," Marika reasoned, "and we'll all be dressed the same," she smiled.

"You will be grateful in the heat of the jungle," Flash added, supportively. "It can get really hot and sticky in the thick of it," he told them.

Indira clearly still wasn't happy, but she'd come this far - she wasn't about to turn back now.

As more girls came out into theArrivals area, Marika called out, "OK everyone. Indira isn't happy with the clothing we have provided. So... if anyone else wants to back out, this will be your last chance. You should go and change back into your street clothes and get back on the plane now."

"Well, not quite yet," Steve countered. "I have a few things to sort out here first, but I can make sure they get back safely," the pilot assured him, giving the girls a pointed stare.

In the end, no-one else raised any further objections to the clothing.

Several of the girls, along with Marika and Jason, asked the Customs men if they might say their goodbyes to the three girls locked in the holding area.

Begrudgingly, the bigger of the two agreed.

As they entered the room, the first thing they all noticed was Julia huddled in one corner, looking terrified.

Her shapely figure was clearly not as well defined as it had been when she first arrived that morning, and it didn't take them long to work out that she had been deprived of her bra. Dina and Nata on the other hand were sitting together, seemingly quite happy, laughing and joking.

"What's wrong?" Marika asked of Julia.

She didn't reply. She just sat there, hugging herself and staring at the two Asian girls with a scared look on her face.

"Isn't it obvious?" Jason replied for her. "They're being held against their will," he said. "They're bound to be scared."

That may have been true, but Julia looked far more scared than the other two.

Marika gathered them all together, telling them discreetly, "Don't worry. Steve is going to have a word with the Customs officers after we leave. He's going to get you released so he can take you back to Devil's Lake."

"I'm really sorry this didn't work out for you three," Jason told them. "We knew it was going to be risky coming here without passports, but don't worry... I'm sure it will all work out OK," he smiled.

The rest of the party all said their 'Goodbyes', and the group - now down to just twenty four - set off on their way.

-----Into the Unknown -----

"OK everyone," Jason called out as the troop left the relative safety of the airport building. "We have a short bus ride to the edge of the jungle, then we'll be on our own."

During the fifteen minute journey along an increasingly deteriorating dirt track, Nathan and Flash attempted to prep the group about all the dangers that could confront them.

"OK. Who remembers anything from your interviews?" Jason asked.

"You fucked us?" an undetermined voice called out from the back. It sounded remarkably like Simone - although she wouldn't admit to it.

There were roars of laughter that only abated when Jason called back.

"OK... look," he began, sounding quite irate. "If you don't want to do this trip with us we can stop the bus here and let you off, but it's a long walk back to the airport," he replied, adding, "Simone!" in an annoyed tone.

"That wasn't me," the girl protested again.

"Well... whoever it was, it's not too late to return to the comfort of the airport if you'd prefer? I'm sure the Customs officers there would be only too happy to have another pretty guest to entertain."

The resulting silence was ominous.

"OK, well let's all pay attention then can we? This information could save your lives," he stressed.

The two experienced members of the party went on to tell of the dangers that they were all likely to face, repeating the initial warnings that had been given at each of the interview sessions. And they tried to make sure that everyone was fully aware of what to do in case any of them were bitten by insects or snakes.

The bus took them to a primitive looking clearing on the edge of a dense woodland, where there were signs of failed attempts to penetrate the heavy undergrowth. Beyond this, the thick vegetation appeared to almost completely blot out the daylight.

As the party stepped out of the air conditioned bus and onto the dirty, dusty terminus, they were hit by a wall of heat, seemingly far more intense than had confronted them outside the São José airport building.

"Oh my God! The heat!" Marika exclaimed. "Well thank heaven we'll have some shade when we get into the jungle."

Nathan and Flash looked at one another and exchanged smiles. "You'd think so, wouldn't you," Flash told her.

"What?" she asked, as more of the girls began complaining about the heat.

"No cooling breeze in the jungle," he smiled, giving her a smug look as if to say, 'You'll find out'.

"Hmmm," was the only comment that Simon could muster.

"Well, You can't be surprised can you?" Nathan asked. "Thisis the Amazon, after all," he grinned.

Kevin peered into the darkness. "How are we supposed to see where we're going in there?" he asked.

"Yeah. It's really dark in there."

"Yo cain't see a thing."

There were other comments like, "I can't see nothin'," from several of the girls, amid general murmurs of discontent.

"It will be OK when our eyes become accustomed to the darkness," Nathan assured them. "It's a bit like waking up in the middle of the night. You'll be able to see OK, I promise you," he smiled.

Armed with a solar charged GPS device, Simon confirmed that the site where they planned to meet their boat ride, was a little over three miles north of the drop-off point.

"OK. It's just before nine am," Jason announced. "If we can make two miles an hour through this," he announced, "we should get to the meeting place well before eleven am."

"Huh. That's a bit optimistic, don't you think?" Flash retorted. "More like bloody midday through this lot," he added.

"Well, midday will still be OK," Simon told him, supporting his buddy. "That's when we arranged to meet them there. We'll just have to make sure we don't waste any more time along the way," he stressed.

They unloaded the backpacks from the bus and kitted themselves up, all excited and keen to set off on their adventure.

"Come on. Let's get moving," Jason urged them all.

Having lost another three of their party at the airport, the explorers paired up with their originalTrek Buddies as best they could, and set off into the undergrowth.

Nathan and Flash led the way, hacking a path through the thick vegetation with machetes, and stamping down the cut stems, while the rest of the troop followed along in the wake that they left.

With the exceptoin of Daniel, all of the men were armed with semi-automatic rifles and hand guns, and they organised themselves so that one person with a rifle was following every two pairs of girls. Behind the two seasoned explorers cutting their way through, came Annetta and Tala, followed by Aurora and Imelda, with Simon and Camilla close on their heels - Simon with his rifle at the ready, nervously watching out for danger.

Then followed Diva and Indira, then Lucia and Penelope, and after them came Daniel and his mother, with Marika being similarly armed.

"Why can't I carry the rifle?" Daniel had asked.

"Because you're too young," his mother had told him.

"But I'm twenty three," he complained, pouting. "How old do I have to be?" he asked.

"Jason saidI should carry it, and he's in charge," Marika told her son firmly.

"Huh. Not fair," the lad cursed in such a childish manner that it only served to reassure the others that Jason's decision had been spot on.

Following them were the two Chinese girls - Soo and Mei, then Coco and Okinawa, with Kevin tagging along uncomfortably close to them.

Following Kevin were Maya and Simone, and finally Jason bringing up the rear.

Once in the thick forest, the moist heat was something that none of the new explorers had been prepared for. It felt even hotter than outside in the sun, and everything was wet - the leaves and the grasses - even the dead vegetation on the ground was squelching underfoot. The leaves on the trees that almost completely blotted out the sun above their heads, acting as a canopy that trapped the hot, moist air, and as Flash had foretold, there was no cooling breeze, so the environment became like a sauna, heavy with moisture and almost cooking them alive as they walked.

Within a very few minutes of entering the jungle they were all sweating profusely, and then the complaintsreally started.

"Well... What did you expect? ItIS a rainforest," Nathan laughed.

"I think it's fair to say," Marika replied on behalf of them all, "that none of us really had any idea ofwhat to expect."

Very soon, the thin tunic style jackets that the girls were wearing, had become drenched with a combination of sweat and moisture from the vegetation, and were now seni-transparent, to the great delight of most of the men. Even so, some of the girls hadn't noticed.

Aside from most of the men being armed, Okinawa (who wasn't straying far from Coco) also had her archery kit, and was constantly watching for wild game.

Everyone had been instructed to keep a lookout for anything dangerous, although most of them really had little or no idea about what was dangerous and what wasn't. Still, they had been advised to consider everything a danger unless they were told otherwise.

"Why doesshe have a weapon and we don't," Indira had complained about Okinawa.

"Because, my sweet," Marika told the girl, "she is here to hunt for game that we can eat," she said. "We only have a small amount of dried food with us, so it is essential that we find meat. Okinawa has unique skills in that area, and she can hunt silently with her bow, Marika explained. "Or, maybe you would prefer to eat ants and bugs?"

"Eeyuk," was Indira's reply, as she pulled a face. "I can use a rifle," she countered.

"We don'thave any more rifles," she was told abruptly.

"Huh!" came the indignant response.

The rest of the girls seemed happy enough to follow along in pairs, having been warned again not to touch anything that they didn't need to. Every now and then, Flash or Nathan would point out some notable item or creature of interest, having already told their followers to pass the information back down the line, lest anyone might miss something interesting or important - or dangerous.

"There are all sorts of unexpected dangers here," Flash and Nathan had warned them, "and even the most harmless looking insects can be armed with poisonous bites that can disable or kill without immediate treatment."

Flash pointed out an Emerald Tree Boa above their heads. "Tree Boas are non-venomous, arboreal snakes," he told them. "Even so, we don't want to disturb him."

"Are there poisonous snakes here?" Maya asked.

"Of course," he replied."This place is full of them. The Amazon Coral Snake for example, also known as the South American Coral Snake, is one of the most venomous snake species found in the Amazon rainforest. Don't worry though. I'll be sure to let you know if we come across one of them critters," he laughed.

"Ah now. Lookie here," Flash called out. "This is a Bullet Ant nest. Their sting contains a neurotoxin. A single sting from one of these little blighters can leave you in agony for the rest of the day. The pain is incredibly intense, and leaves you with a lasting, burning sensation."

"Oh God. Keep away from that," Diva said to her Fuck Buddy, Indira.

"Getting stung by several at once," Flash went on, "could cause enough pain to kill a child or a small adult. The victim would die in excruciating agony," he told them. "It's been said that some native tribes use these to punish girls who refuse their consent... if you get my meaning. I've heard they will strip a girl who has been disobedient, and give her a sting on the tits... or maybe somewhere else," he paused, pointedly, "to teach her to submit to her Master."

"Oh my God. How barbaric!" Simone exclaimed.

"Yeah," Kevin grinned, watching the two girls in front of him.

Kevin had managed to work it so he was following behind Oki and Coco and at every step he was lusting after them, his eyes fixed on their succulent looking thighs as their bottoms wiggled in their tight shorts.

"I can't wait until I get one of you alone," he was tormenting them. I'll fuck you until you can't walk, he laughed.

"No way am I ever going to be alone with you," Coco told him.

"You stop now, or I put arrow in you... very easy," Oki told him, turning to face him, her tone serious and threatening.

"I could shoot you," Kevin warned her.

"You not shoot me," she smiled. "You want fuck me," she told him, unfastening the top two buttons of her tunic, and teasing him with a tiny glimpse of cleavage.

Kevin stopped in his tracks, hoping for more, but she just turned back to Coco.

"We tease him," Oki said to her friend. "Make him hard to walk," she laughed.

The pair spent the next hour showing poor Kevin a series of flashes of partly bared body, with Oki occasionally showing him an almost bare breast.

But their fun was soon interrupted. As they progressed through the jungle, Jason had been keeping a close eye on the time. It was now coming up to ten forty five.

"How far do we still have to go?" he called forward to Simon.

"Well, according to this, we're already about half way."

"That's not good enough," Jason told them. "We need to go faster," he called up to the front.

"Well, if you think you can cut through this thicket any quicker, then be my guest," Flash called back from the front.

"Maybe Ishould take over for a while," he called forward. "You guys must be getting tired."

"Well, I wouldn't mind a break," Flash admitted. "How about you Nate?"

"I'm OK," Nathan told him.

"Why don't we work a rota?" Simon suggested. "The guys at the front can drop back... in fact... if we all drop back one, and the one as the back moves up to the front, then we'll all get a turn at the front, and no-one should get too tired."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Jason agreed.

"OK. That's what we'll do then," Flash agreed.

"Do you think you'll be able to do a turn at the front, son?" Marika asked of Daniel.

"Well..." Daniel began, uncertainly.

"Of course he can," Flash interjected. "It'll make a man of him. Build those muscles," he smiled supportively. "Come on lad, he pressed. You can do it, can't you?" he urged the lad, then lowered his voice. "Don't want that pretty blonde girl you fancy thinking you're not man enough, do you?" he added quietly aside to the boy.

"Of course," Daniel agreed, puffing his chest out proudly.

"Great!" they all affirmed.

So Flash dropped back to join Camilla, Simon dropped back beside Marika, Daniel dropped back behind Coco & Oki, and Kevin dropped back to take up the rear, leaving Jason free to take over at the front beside Nathan - the order now being:

Nathan and Jason, at front, followed by Annetta and Tala, then Aurora and Imelda, then Flash and Camilla.

Behind them were Maya and Simone, Lucia and Penelope, Simon and Marika, then Soo and Mei, Coco and Okinawa, with Daniel behind them. Next came Diva and Indira, with Kevin bringing up the rear (but who cares?).

Anyhoo, they hadn't been going along again for long when Jason was almost regretting his offer to take over at the front. Even so, he pressed on regardless.

Flash on the other hand, was perfectly happy as he was now walking alongside the lovely Camilla. His predatory nature had singled out the pert breasted Spaniard at the airport very early on, and he had been keeping a close eye on her for some time, clearly keen to pursue some sort of relationship. They began chatting idly, and it wasn't long before Flash became convinced that she wasn't averse to the idea either, much to Simon's annoyance, as he too began to regret suggesting that they all exchange places.

"Maybe we should find an opportunity to get together?" Flash suggested to Simon's beautiful girlfriend.

"Oh my goodness. Whatare you proposing? she replied, giving him a coy little smile.

"Oh... nothing really," he grinned. "Maybe I could explain later?"

Realising that Simon was watching them, she told him curtly, "I think you should," the sharp reaction simply for Simon's benefit, then gave him another brief smile before quickly turning away.

However, neither of them realised that Marika was also witness to what had been brewing up ahead, and she was in no doubt what was likely on the mind of the lusty Australian.

'Hmmm. I wonder if I can turn this to my advantage?' she thought. 'I think I'll have to keep a close eye on these two'.

"We're running late," Simon called out, intentionally interrupting the couple in their plans. "We're not going to make it in time."

"How long do you think?" Marika asked.

"At this rate I doubt we'll make it until about twelve thirty," came his worried reply. "We're going to miss the boat... literally," he added.

"Well, they'll just have to wait for us," Jason told him, showing little or no concern.

"But... What if they don't wait?" Marika asked.

"Then... they don't get paid," Jason replied calmly. "Don't worry. They'll wait," he laughed.

The trek seemed interminable, with lots of complaining along way from some of the girls (and from Daniel) who were more used to having everything done for them. But in due course they arrived at the rendezvous point. By then it was well after twelve forty five, and the boat people were clearly annoyed.

"What's the problem?" Jason asked.

"You nearly hour late," the leader snapped.

"Yes, well... Sorry, we... had a bit of a hold up. But we're here now," he smiled. "Let's get aboard and underway, shall we?"

-----Asian Follies -----

"Look, Bruno," Steve was saying to the bigger guy, back at the airport. "Theremust be some way of can work this out?"

Bruno shook his head, looking very serious. "These women... they break our law."

"But they didn't know," he appealed. "Can't we pay a fine or something? I can take them back to The States. No-one would be any the wiser. Surely you can help us out? Please?"

"Hmmm... Maybe fine," Bruno smiled.

His smaller colleague Miguel beckoned him over and they exchanged some words in Brazilian, until Bruno came back, nodding.

"How much?" Steve asked.

Bruno looked behind him to Miguel and thought for a moment. Miguel put up three fingers. "Three hundred dollar..." Bruno told him.

'Hmmm. Three hundred', Steve thought to himself. 'I can make ten times that when we get to Celso Ramos'.

"I have some cash on the plane," he replied. "Give me a minute."

He disappeared for a few minutes, and while he was away, Bruno and Miguel were in discussion again. Steve hurried back with an envelope that contained his payment for the trip, and Bruno was looking over his shoulders while Steve leafed through the notes to pull out the three hundred dollars.

"OK. Which one you want?" Bruno asked.

"What?"

"Which girl you want?" he repeated.

Steve hesitated. "All of them of course," he replied, looking puzzled.

"No. Three hundred is for one girl," Bruno told him, smiling.

"No no no. This is for all of them."

"No," Bruno smiled, shaking his head. "You want all three, you pay nine hundred."

"What? I can't pay that much. I don't have it."

"How much you have?" Bruno asked.

"Six," Steve told him, "and that's all of it," he said, showing him the envelope. "That's everything."

"OK. I keep girls," Bruno told him, turning his back and begining to walk away. "We can haveplenty fun with three pretty girls," he laughed.

"Look," Steve begged. "This is everything I have. You can take it all."

Bruno paused, looking over to Miguel who nodded. "I make deal with you, Bruno told him. "You pay for two, get one free," Bruno laughed. "But we have some fun before you go."

"Deal," Steve told him, "but I want one of them too," he told them.

"Hmmm. Which one you want?"

"The blonde."

"OK," Bruno replied, as Steve handed over the rest of the cash.

The Customs officers led Steve to the room where the three girls were being held. Dina and Nata were sitting beside a table, seemingly quite calm and carefree, with smug smiles on their faces, while Julia was cowering in a corner, looking terrified. Her top was tied awkwardly, and she was hugging her arms around herself, despite the warmth of the room.

"Hello ladies," Miguel greeted them with a broad smile.

Steve heard Bruno say something else to the two Asian girls, who both stood up, but he didn't wait to find out what it was. He had a pretty good idea what was about to happen, and he wanted Julia away from there as quickly as possible. He took the Swedish blonde into an adjacent room, still within the secure area, while the two Customs guys approached the Asian girls.

"Get something for the tables," Brumo said to Miguel, winking, and the smaller guy promptly left the room for a few minutes. "You two," he said to the two Asian girls. "You should undress now," he told them.

"What?" Dina exclaimed in total disbelief at his casual manner, as Nata simply stared, open mouthed.

"You have fine to pay! Your pilot will pay..." he told them, "but you must earn your release," the big guy explained.

He took Dina by the wrist and stood her beside on of the tables, repeating his demand.

"Oh well," she sighed, calmly beginning to unravel her Sari yet again. "What is another one?" she said to Nata.

"We're still even," Nata replied, with a smile.

As soon as Steve got Julia alone he told her, "Look, I know you're scared, but I think I can get you off."

She just stared at him and shook her head.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"They did nasty thing to me," she revealed.

"Who did? What did they do?"

"I do not want to talk about it."

"What happened?" he asked. "Please tell me. You can confide in me," he assured her. "I'll understand."

She paused for a moment, considering her ordeal, before beginning. "Those girls," was all she would say to start with.

"Dina and Nata?"

"Yes," she almost croaked her reply, holding back her tears.

"What did they do?"

"When he left us alone," she began, "they started to touch me," she told him. "They were feeling me and trying to kiss me," she explained. "Feeling my body... here," she told him, gripping her own breasts, "and hands under my skirt," she added.

"Then, the big man... he comes in. He catch them touching me. I think he will stop them, but he just laughs. The man..."

"Bruno?" Steve queried.

She nodded. "The big man. He say he want to see me."

"What do you mean?"

"Undress. He want me to undress."

"You refused of course."

"Yes, but the two girls, they want to see me too. They say they will help him," she began to sob.

"They all surround me. Then the girls take my arms and hold me while he open my top. He very bad man. He squeeze my breasts and feel all round.

"The smaller girl, she says to let her do it. So, the man and the big girl, they hold my arms, and the smaller girl, she undress me for him. She take off my brassiere..." she paused, "then she feel my bare breasts, squeezing them.

"I try to kick her, but the man pull out gun and put here," she pointed to under her chin. "He tell me I must let her do this or it will be very bad for me.

"Then they both feel my breasts while the smaller girl take off my skirt. She pull my knickers down and feel me here," she went on, touching her own groin.

"The man tell me I must part my legs. I cannot refuse or I think he will kill me. So... the smaller girl, she suck my breast and put fingers inside me, and the other two, they are laughing.

"They pull me back onto the table and make me part my legs, and she..."

Julia began to sob.

"The big man and big girl, they are sucking my tits while the small girl lick me down there. The big girl is telling me to enjoy it. It does feel good, and I think, maybe this is all they want, so I relax. I let her do it.

"The small girl is making me feel so good, and soon I really enjoy this. Then the big girl she says she want a turn. The girls swap places, and the big girl start to lick me. It feel so good. I cannot help myself. I really like this. They are not holding me any more.

"Then the man, he unfasten his pants and drop them. He get out his thing and put it in my hand. He tell me to wank it for him, while he squeeze one breast and the smaller girl suck on the other. They make me feel so good. At first I was scared but now I like it. I really like it.

"Then he want me to put in my mouth. I do not want to, but he pull me closer and my head is near side of the table. I am opening my mouth to take it, and his radio goes off. It is his friend calling to him to see something.

"He is angry, but he goes away," she sobbed.

"So he didn't rape you then?" Steve asked.

"No. He leave me with the two girls."

"Dina and Nata?"

"Da. They both take turns with me. They make me have..." she paused, "how do you say... orgasm," she said.

'Well, at least that means she's still clean then', Steve thought to himself.

"So, why are you so scared, if you enjoyed it?"

"The men... they will come back. They will rape me. I know this."

"Look. I think I can get you off, but we have to pay a fine," he explained.

"How much is fine?"

"Three hundred dollars," he told her.

"But... I have no money."

"Well... Icould pay it for you.

"Oh, would you? I will be so grateful."

"Hmmm. How grateful?"

"What do you mean?"

"I just wonder... how grateful you would be?"

"I do not understand."

"Maybe you can give me something in return?"

"But... I do not have anything."

"You can make it worth my while," he suggested, "and after, I will take you away from here."

"What do you want?" she asked.

He just looked at her, raising his eyebrows and smiling lustily,

There was a long pause while her mind processed what he was suggesting.

"You want me to give you sex?"

"If you think you'd like to," he smiled.

"I do not want to do this," she replied promptly, looking worried.

"Three hundred dollars is a lot of money. You have to give mesomething," he reasoned.

"You would make me prostitute?"

"Call it a favour... A reward for my generosity."

She sighed, seemingly considering her fate.

"Make up your mind honey. Quickly now," he urged her. "It's either me or every guard in the São José prison... twenty times a day," he grinned.

There was a look of defeat on her face as he beckoned her closer, and she just stood there as he reached for the tie at the front of her cardigan. The garment fell open to reveal her beautiful, shapely unfettered breasts. The Customs men had kept her bra.

"Oh my. You trulyare a beautiful woman," he told her, as he opened the front and reached in to caress her exquisite body.

Reluctantly, she allowed him to help himself, saddened at the realisation that this was not to be quite the deliverance she expected after all. Saddened, she resigned herself to submitting to his wicked advances, taking her against her will.

His hands reached up to cup her face, smiling kindly as he planted a gentle kiss on her lips, then easing his tongue between her lips to probe her mouth as one hand returned to caress then fondle her full, ripe breasts again.

He began making lusty "Mmmm" sounds as he revelled in her loathsome acceptance of her predicament, pinching one stiff nipple then rolling it between thumb and forefinger gently, before releasing her from the kiss.

"Please. You will not hurt me?" she begged, a tremble in her voice, as he pushed the loose garment from her shoulders, allowing it to fall to the dirty floor.

His eyes were no longer on her face. "So lovely," he mused softly as he took in the wondrous beauty of her perfect buxom form.

With his hands on her waist and her arms by her sides, he pulled her to him, kissing her neck and one bare shoulder, with one arm sliding behind her back while the other hand moved upward to knead one firm, full breast, squeezing it more roughly.

She whimpered softly as he leaned her backward, his hand reaching down to stroke down the outside of one bare thigh, then up again along the inside, and he dipped his head down to take the stiff nipple in his mouth, suckling on her, like a child might suckle on its mother.

"Please do not hurt me," she begged.

"I'm not going to hurt you my love," he said softly, no longer looking at her face as his free hand fumbled for the clasp of the skirt, expertly unfastening it and letting the garment fall to the ground along with the discarded red cardigan.

Now his hand was on her hip. It was bare - no panties there to hamper him. He began caressing the warm flesh, and all around the top of her thigh, his fingers delighting in the warm, silky softness of her groin, quickly realising that she was shaven down there.

For a moment he felt surprised that there were no panties, but quickly realised that from what she had previously told him, they must have also been taken by the Asian girls.

"Don't be afraid," he told her. "This is nothing you haven't done before," he smiled, admiring her beautiful naked body, as he caressed her for a few moments, reveling in her perfection. Smiling, he reached up to her face, removing her specs and laying them on the table to one side behind her.

"Now... lie back on the table my love," he instructed her, unfastening his belt, "and part your legs, so we can have some real fun together."

She looked fearful, shaking her head.

"Do it now!" he insisted, firmly. "I know you've done this before," he told her. "I watched you on the plane. Now! On your back!" he demanded.

She lay back, obediently - afraid to protest further, while watching him drop his pants to his ankles, revealing an enormous bulge in his underpants.

"You say the Asian girls did this with you?" he asked, gripping her knees to raise and part them, "and you liked it?" he smiled.

"Oh no. Please. Not again?" she begged, but he was deaf to her plea, as he bent low to study the beautiful creamy pink, shaven fupa and that delicious looking glistening slit between her thighs.

"Hmmm," he mused. "I can understand why the girls would want to eat you," he smiled, pressing his lips to the warm soft flesh at the top of her thigh, close to her open vulva. "Open wide for me my lovely," he breathed softly.

"Please," she moaned.

"Of course. How could I deny you?" he replied, as if her appeal were a request, and he began to lap at the sweet, soft fleshy labia to either side of her pussy slit.

"Mmmm. Tasty," he enthused, lapping again and again, first one side then the other.

He pushed the knees wide, inhaling the rich musky aroma of her sex, then moving back slightly to view the juicy wet opening of her bare pussy. That was when his patience deserted him.

He decided it was time to taste the sweet fruit on offer, pressing his lips over her sweet, wet slit, kissing it gently as he extended his tongue to taste her.

She tasted good. Rich and tangy.

"Mmmm," he moaned softly as he thrust his tongue into the sweet slit, running the tip up and down, lapping and sucking at the free flowing juices.

"Oh my God," she moaned softly, reaching up to grip her own breasts as he began to devour her.

For several minutes he enjoyed her sweet nectar, until he could resist no longer. Even as he lapped at her, he was unfastening his pants, pushing them down and out of the way.

"Ready my love?" he asked.

"Please?" she begged again. "Do not do this?"

"Oh, but I must," he replied, smiling wickedly, gripping his erection with one hand while pushing her knee to one side. He pressed the swollen head against her wet vulva and leaned forward, easing steadily it into the opening.

"No. Please no," she sobbed as he rocked his hips, gradually beginning to penetrate her.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. That feels so good," he enthused, as the rock-hard shaft slowly worked its way inside her, and he leaned over her, resting his elbows on the table to either side of her naked body. His hands pushed hers out of the way to grip her beautiful firm, full breasts again, squeezing and kneading them as his hips began to move more rhythmically, pumping the thick, unyielding shaft into her.

"Oh my God," she cried out. "That feels so good," she moaned. "Oh yes Mister Steve. Oh yes. Fuck me Mister Steve. Just fuck me."

"I knew you'd like it," he smiled down at her, as her body jerked and her lovely firm breasts wobbled in time with his thrusting.

"Shut up and fuck me!" she groaned.

In the other room, Miguel had been quick to return with his arms full of blankets which he had duly spread out over the two sturdy tables, while his more substantial colleague had manipulated the two Asian girls into a similar predicament. There on the floor near the two tables, were two heaps of brightly coloured silken material - one purple and one turquoise, and beside the tables stood two beautiful, buxom, caramel skinned girls, minus their Saris with arms by their sides, staring passively at their agressors.

"You going to fuck us?" Dina asked, not appearing particularly concerned.

"What make you think that?" The big guy had asked in return, smirking as his eyes took in the full beauty of her voluptuous naked body.

"Oh... Just a hunch," she replied, nonchalantly.

"Well, you may lie down now," Bruno told her, unfastening his pants. "Have little rest,"

The Asian girls were nowhere near as reluctant as their Swedish travel companion, of course. After all, sex was the sole reason they had come on this trip. The two naked girls smiled back at the men, perching themselves up onto the edge of the blanketed tables, raising their knees to rest their feet on the edges, and parting their legs to invite their hosts to do whatever they wanted with their exposed bodies.

Nata propped herself up with one arm behind her, the other hand stroking her bare, bald pussy, and smiling invitingly. "Ready when you are," she called to them, laughing, while Dina just lay back and spread herself wide.

The two girls turned their heads and smiled at one another, reaching across the open space with their hands, as their respective partners approached. The men could hardly believe how easy this was going to be. They dropped their pants and each levelled his erection to his respective partner, the girls smiling at one another as Bruno took Dina and Miguel took Nata, carefully working the bulging heads into the waiting openings.

With a single duo-tone voice, the two girls let out a moan of pleasure in unison, as the men spoke to one another in Brazilian. At the same time, Dina and Nata were reaching out and holding hands, conversing in Gujarati, their mouths open and thieir eyes wide, laughing with delight.

"Mine is not very big," Dina told her sister in Gujarati, laughing. "He is fat on the outside, but inside me his cock is too small."

"Yes," Nata agreed. "These two no good. Maybe we can escape and find bigger men?"

"OK. We should let them fuck us first," she said, "then we find Steve the pilot. He was much better," Dina laughed.

"In that case, I want him next," Nata gasped.

"I hope there will be more men for us," Dina told her sister.

"Yes. I want a big black man, like that one you fucked on the plane," Nata agreed.

-----Devil's Lake - Dakota -----

It would have been around the same time when a filthy Land Rover arrived at the small Airport parking lot. A dishevelled couple alighted from the vehicle and made their way into the departures area, walking up to the desk and approaching one of the men attending there.

"We're here to meet Jason Tyler," Malcolm announced. "We're joining the flight to Chile," he smiled.

"Ha! Sorry, but... No you're not," the Airport attendant told him.

"What do you mean?" his wife asked.

"You're too late. They all left yesterday," the other man told them, looking surprised.

"What?" Malcolm shouted.

"Yes," the first man agreed. "There were twenty four of them," he added.

"But... we paid to go on the expedition," Joanne exclaimed in horror.

"All I can tell you is... they left this for you."

The man passed him a small white envelope. It was addressed to Malcolm Fernandez. Mal opened it and pulled out a note and a cheque. He turned away from the desk and began to read quietly to his wife.

'Dear Malcolm and Joanne.

I regret to advise you that sadly, we will be unable to include you on our expedition to Chile as planned. Unfortunately, due to limited space on the aircraft, it appears the project was oversubscribed on this occasion.

I am sure that you will both be keen to continue with the exploration under your own initiative, so please feel free to make your own way to the destination site. Perhaps we may meet en-route?'

"Destination site?" he hissed. "He didn't tell us where the dammed destination was!" he growled. "And we paid for this! Up front!" he added, angrily.

The two check-in clerks looked at one-another, and one was smirking.

Malcolm continued reading.

'Obviously, if fortune should shine upon us and we meet at some point, we will be happy to share our findings with you.

Please find enclosed your unused check for $400 - returning your subscription fees.

May we all wish you both the best of luck in your future endeavours.

Kind regards.

Jason Tyler.'

"Where did they go?" Malcolm asked of the guy.

There was a brief pause before one of the men behind the desk said, "Chile?" with a pathetic expression.

"Iknow, Chile," Mal almost shouted. "I meanwhere in Chile?"

The other man looked at some notes. "The flight manuscript says La Paz," he replied.

"So... How soon can we get a flight to La Paz then?" Malcolm sighed, as if it were an obvious question.

The two men looked at one another. "Never?" one replied.

"What do you mean?" Malcolm asked.

"We don't run scheduled flights to La Paz," he replied. "That group chartered their own flight," he told Malcolm, trying not to laugh.

Malcolm stared at him for a moment, then huffed, and the pair stormed off.

"My God," the second man exclaimed. "No prizes for guessing whythose two were dumped," he sniggered. "Open a window buddy," he laughed. "Let's get the stink out."

-----Hijack -----

All four of them were relieved to be back on the plane and in the air once again.

"I think it's fair to say that was about as close as any of us would like to come to... well, I think you all know," Steve added, looking very relieved.

"Why don't the three of you get some shut-eye. It will be a long flight back and I'm sure you must all be very tired."

After her ordeal, Julia seemed only too happy for some time to relax, but Dina and Nata had different ideas.

"Oh, but it would be such a shame to waste all this time together," Dina told the beautiful blonde, approaching her with a lusty smile.

"After all," Nata agreed, "We may not have another chance like this," she added, closing in from the other side.

"And we were having such a lovely time at the airport, before that naughty Customs man came and interrupted us," Dina told her.

"And you cannot deny youwere enjoying it," Nata insisted.

They closed in on her, and she looked at them with trepidation. "Oh no," she whimpered. "Please? Not again? Please?"

"Why don't you two come and help? "Dina suggested to Anais and Suki.

Suki was quick to respond, but Anais seemed reluctant. Even so, despite her preference for male partners, she succumbed to her customers' wishes.

'Hmmm this could hamper my plan', Steve thought, but he couldn't object in case he raised their suspicions. 'OK. Just go with it for now'.

The two Asian girls cornered their prey in one of the centre compartments, leaving all the curtains wide open - since there was no-one else on board they saw no need for privacy. Dina and Nata held her legs while Suki and Anais took her arms.

"Now do not struggle," the girl was told. "You know how you enjoyed this last time," Nata grinned.

"Just relax and let us give you the pleasure that you know you want," Dina told her. "Remove the top," she ordered the two hostesses.

Anais simply held Julia's arm while Suki unfastened the tie at the front of Julia's lovely red cardigan.

"Mmmm. Such beautiful tits you have," Nata smiled. "I wonder if our pretty hostesses would like to taste your nipples?" she grinned.

Once again, Anais was hesitant, but she leaned forward obediently, closing her lips over one stiff, bobble as her colleague demonstrated her eagerness to do the same on Julia's other side.

Steve was watching on his monitor in the cockpit, rapidly becoming turned on, yet frustrated that all five of the girls were in the cabin, and he had no-one to attend him.

"This is your captain speaking," came an unexpected announcement. "A situation has arisen which requires the assistance of a volunteer."

"What does he mean... 'A situation has arisen'?" Nata asked, talking over the announcement.

"He's been watching us on the cabin monitor, and now he has a hard-on," Suki laughed.

"If there is anyone present with the necessary skills to assist," the announcement went on, "could they please make themselves known to the cabin crew..."

"He wants someone to fuck," Anais elaborated, laughing.

"... where the pilot will be happy to advise regarding the necessary treatment."

There was a pause, before the four girls attending Julia, all laughed together.

"Thank you," came the closing statement.

"What was all that about?" Julia asked.

"He wants a fuck," Suki told them. "It will have to be one of you three," she added.

"Cabin crew are not permitted to do this," Anais affirmed.

"Well, he had me on the way out," Dina told them, dipping her head down between Julia's parted thighs again.

"And... [gasp]... he had... me at... [gasp]... the airport... [gasp]," Julia revealed, writhing in pleasure as Dina's tongue wriggled inside her.

"He fucked you at the airport?" Nata exclaimed.

"He told me... I had to [gasp] pay... a fine, or... go to... [gasp] prison," she expanded.

"He paid our fine too," Dina revealed.

"Seems like it your turn," Anais said to Nata.

"Well... he did pay our fines," Nata smiled.

"And he rescued us from the threat of a Brazilian prison, more to the point," Dina added.

"OK. OK. I will give him one," she smirked, turning to leave the three of them with the gorgeous blonde. "But this makes us even," she added.

"What do you mean?" Dina asked as her sister walked away.

"You are not winning any more," she laughed. "We are even again."

As she entered the cockpit, Nata wasn't surprised to see Steve with his erection ready in his hand.

"Would you?" he asked, on seeing her.

"Happy to," she smiled, standing beside him and slowly unravelling five yards of purple silky material, under which she wore - nothing.

"It this chair strong enough?" she asked.

"Your sister has already tested that for me.. on the flight out," he smiled, expectantly.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh yes," he moaned softly, as she climbed up and straddled his lap over the chair, reaching down to guide him into her warm, wet orifice.

Meanwhile, in the cabin, Dina was giving Julia a treat of her own, by way of climbing up onto the reclined seat and spreading her legs above the blonde girl's head while Suki and Anais were helping themselves to a taste of sweet, shaven, Swedish pussy.

They had only been in the air for just over two hours, when Steve disturbed his passengers from their carnal delights.

Nata was laid across his lap in the cockpit, sleeping, with her head resting on his shoulder, their arms around each other when he woke her.

"Mmmm," she smiled up at him. "That was lovely," she sighed. It seemed she had been quite taken with the South African and his ability to satisfy - and her mind was now working on how wonderful it might be if she could keep him interested in her. Married to a man with lovemaking skills like his, she felt she could be happy for the rest of her life.

"Sorry to wake you my love," he told her, "but I'm afraid we have to make an extra stop."

"Oh," was all she said at first, puzzled but not questioning his word. "You could you fuck me again before we land, if you like?" she suggested.

He just smiled.

She climbed up above him and gripped his sticky shaft, working it quickly to full strength before inserting it into herself once again.

"Would you like to suck my tits this time?" she asked.

She wriggled up a little higher, with the tip of his cock still just inside her, while guiding her full breast to his lips.

"Oh my God babe," he exclaimed. "Is that..."

"Milk," she smiled, nodding. "Yes my love," she added, "and it's all for you from now on," she told him.

He twisted sideways, holding her firmly while bending her body backwards to allow him to penetrate deeper, still enjoying her unique gift, and he suckled and humped until he could hold back no longer. She raised her arms above her head and revelled in the sensation as he licked her bare breasts and her naked upper body, while pumping the last few drops into her.

"Now, we really have to land," he told her.

"Why?" Nata asked.

"We had to leave São José in such a hurry, they didn't finish refuelling, he lied.

"Can we fuck again soon?" she asked.

"Haven't you had enough?" he laughed.

She just shook her head, looking sheepish.

"As soon as we're in the air again," he told her.

"I could really get used to this," she smiled lovingly as she climbed off, then turning again to smile sweetly as she left the cockpit, she returned to the four girls still enjoying loving embraces in the cabin.

By that time, Dina had taken Anais across the aisle to a separate compartment. Having quickly deprived the girl of her uniform, despite her protestations, they were now locked in a passionate embrace together, with Dina excitedly kissing the beautiful Thai girl, their legs entwined together, and hugging her naked body while grinding her plump, bald fupa against Anais' protruding hip bone, while pressing her own thigh up tight between her moaning partner's legs.

Meanwhile, Suki was on her back in a state of semi-undress, with her legs raised and her beautiful bare breasts pointing at the ceiling. She was playing with her own stiff, dark nipples, while Julia was on her knees between the little Thai hostess' parted thighs, partaking of an oriental meal like no other.

"Oh, why did I never try this before?" she said to Nata, as the naked Asian beauty came to join her.

"Want to try mine?" Nata asked, climbing up beside the tiny Thai beauty.

Nata took hold of Suki by the head and forced a lusty kiss on her mouth, rolling onto her back and pulling the girl on top in a single motion. In the same moment, Julia shifted to one side in a movement that looked as if it might have been rehearsed, repositioning herself between Nata's thighs to take a second course of sweet Asian dessert.

"Hmmm." This tastes salty, she commented.

"Really?" Nata replied, looking straight faced and innocent. ' wonder why?' she thought.

"If you would all take your seats please ladies," came the announcement over the P. A.

"Are you two stopping?" Nata called to her sister.

"Fuck that," Dina replied, staring lustily at her lovely Thai partner and humping even harder. "We're nearly there," she smiled, forcing another rough kiss on the pretty, petite girl.

"We can't have arrived yet," Julia called across the aisle. "It has only been a few hours. Why are we landing?"

"Steve said we need to pick up fuel," Nata replied.

"Crap," came the cursed comment from Dina.

"Please take your seats and fasten your seat belts," Steve announced. "We'll be coming in to land in just a few minutes." [ding] went the bell, as the seat-belt light came on.

There was a lot of hurried dressing activity all around the cabin as Nata quickly hurried back to the cockpit to retrieve her Sari. Even before she was properly dressed they began their descent.

"Where on earth is this place?" Dina breathed softly, as the plane came to a standstill at the end of the runway.

They looked out of the windows over what appeared to be a barren wasteland in a clearing. If this was a fuelling stop, it couldn't, have been more disappointing. It appeared to be little more than a narrow airstrip with a single building off to one side.

"Yes... Where are we?" Julia asked, as Steve left the cockpit and joined them in the cabin.

"Ahh... well..." he began. "As I explained to Nata, with the problems we had at São José, it meant we had to leave before we were properly refuelled, so we need to top up," he explained, "or there won't be enough to get back to Dakota."

"How long will that take?" Dina asked.

"Oh... not long," he smiled. "And I have a little business to settle here too, before I can get underway again," he added.

His careless choice of phrase should have alerted them to something being not quite right, but they were too caught up in their own curiosity to give it any real thought.

"You may as well come in and use the facilities here," he smiled. "Get cleaned up," he suggested. "After all, wedid leave in something of a hurry."

The girls all took him at his word, and lined up by the exit.

As he opened the door, there was a crude looking set of steps in the process of being wheeled up for them to alight the aircraft, but the other thing they immediately noticed was a group of men with rifles. They had erected some posts outside the entrance to the building, with a sheet drawn across to provide some shade, and were even now closely watching the girls leaving the aircraft.

"Don't worry about them," Steve assured his passengers. "That's just for security. This is a barren area. There are lots of unsavoury types about," he told them. Looking around at the rough faces of the armed men, they had to agree. "Let's just get inside the building as quickly as we can," he told them.

The three girls began to descend the steps, followed by Steve, but as Suki and Anais were about to follow along, he stopped them.

"I think you two should wait here," he told them.

"Can we not get washed too?" Suki asked.

"I think it would be best if you two use the Restrooms on board," he told them. "Shut the door after I leave, and don't open it for anyone," he told them. "Not anyone. You understand?" he stressed.

"Oh. OK," they both agreed, looking worried.

Steve followed the three girls down the steps and across the dusty airfield toward the airport building, closely watched by half a dozen armed men, all smiling lustily and leering at them.

"I do not like this," Nata said to her bigger sister, as several of the men exchanged comments and laughter, jeering as they passed.

"Me too," Dina agreed.

"I don't like it either," Julia added, scowling at the men. "Can we get inside... away from these men?" she asked

Of course, Steve agreed. "Get inside, all of you," he urged them. "Quickly now."

Once inside they were confronted by four more armed men, and a single man at a desk, dressed in a more senior looking uniform. The big'boss' man was a little fat, and had greasy looking skin - not an ideal'catch' for any girl, but that didn't matter to him. He was in charge here, and that was all that mattered.

On entering the building, the man closest to the door was addressing the senior looking man as'My Capitan'.

"Ah. So... You are Mister Steve?" the captain asked, in a thick accent that sounded more Mexican than Brazilian.

"That's me," Steve replied confidently, extending his hand to greet the captain.

The officer just stared at him. There was an awkward silence for a moment, until Steve asked, "You have the money?"

"What your family name?" he asked.

"You don't need my second name," Steve replied. "Just the money," he smiled.

The captain said nothing at first, but continued to stare at him with a fierce glare of distrust on his face. "These not Asian girls," he replied, making a gesture toward the two girls in Saris, whilst ignoring Steve's request for payment.

"What is going on?" Julia asked, still sounding confused as she stepped toward Steve.

"You will shut up!" the man yelled. "These two Pakistani," he was complaining.

"They are from India," Steve corrected him. "They are Indian Asian."

"Steve? What is he talking about?" Nata asked.

"He is selling us," Dina enlightened her naive sister.

"We want Chinese or Japanese girls," the man snapped. "Cute little girls," he said. "Maybe Korean."

"They areAsian," Steve insisted. "That was what I told you. That is what I brought."

"Not what we expect," the man insisted, shaking his head.

"I still want my money," Steve said, firmly. "You can still use them. Nobody else knows they're here," he told the man. "As far as the rest of the world is concerned, they're on a trip to Chile, trekking through the Amazon Rainforest," he grinned. "Not expected back for at least three weeks... probably much longer," he added, trying to convince his customer. "Think of the fun you can all have in that time," he smiled.

"Hmmm... We have change of plan I think," the captain told him. "This not what we agree," he said, wafting an arm toward the two Asian girls. "And this one?" he asked of Julia.

"She can be a bonus," he replied. "I didn't even know she was going to be with them," he told the guy.

That was the point at which the girls realised that he had planned this from the beginning.

"Hmmm. No Asian girl, so... no money," the captain told him.

"You brought us here to sell us?" Julia asked, a definite tone of incredulity in her voice.

"Howcould you!" Nata screamed.

"You said you will take me back to United States." Julia exclaimed.

"No. I never said that," Steve corrected her. "That was Marika. She said I could take you back," he added, with a serene smile.

"You promised you would take me to safety."

"I didn't promise anything," Steve replied. "All I said was I would take you away from São José - And here we are, away from there," he smiled.

"You bastard," Nata sobbed. "I would have loved you for ever," she told him.

"You? Love me?" he laughed. "You fucked everyone on that plane. How could could I ever believe you would be true to anyone?" he countered.

"I cannot believe this," Julia cried.

"Ah well," Steve shrugged. "How does it feel to be double-crossed?" he asked her, rhetorically.

"Shut up! Shut up, all of you!" the captain yelled, pulling a pistol from his holster and pointing it at Steve's head.

"If anyone else so much as sneeze, I blow your brains over the wall," he seethed. "Now. Who can open that plane?" he asked of his men.

"You don't need to open the aircraft," Steve told him. "There's no-one on board."

"Then you don need worry," the captain replied, calling his bluff. "You seem to forget... I can see plane from here," he told Steve, pointing to the window. "I see you come down steps with girls, and I see door close behind you. So maybe you can tell me, how did this happen if no-one there to close it? Hmmm?"

"Oh crap," Steve said under his breath.

"My Capitan," one of the men called out. "If this plane anything like Tri-Star My Capitan, then I can open," the man told him.

The captain smiled. "Good man Carlos," he replied. "You take one of the men from outside. Go check the plane. Maybe you find something pretty for us to play with there?" he smiled, staring pointedly at Steve the pilot.

"If you find something, you bring to me," he added.

"Hey. Gabriel," Carlos called as he left the building on the airfield side. "You must come with me."

There was some muffled conversation outside as the two armed men walked away, and the captain turned to face the three women. He began, walking slowly across the room to stand in front of Julia, who backed away.

He barked an order to the remaining three soldiers, who moved up behind the three girls.

"You are not Pakistani," he smiled, reaching up to touch the tie on Julia's wrap-around top.

The beautiful tall blonde just stared back at him, clearly terrified.

"Answer me!" he barked at her, moving very close.

"No Sir," she replied, trembling, turning her face away to avoid his garlic breath.

He placed a hand on her cheek, stroking the skin softly, then down to caress the bare skin low on her neck and then the shoulder.

"So, where you are from?" he asked as his voice became soft and kind.

"I am from Sweden", she replied, still terrified.

"Mmmm," he mused, licking his lips. "And tell me Miss beautiful from Sweden," he asked. "You like to fuck? Hmmm? Like this one?" he added, gripping Nata by the wrist and pulling her to stand beside him, face to face with the beautiful blonde.

"No Sir," Julia replied, shaking her head.

"Oh. Pity," he replied, feigning his disappointment. "Maybe you like girls then?" he suggested, pushing Nata closer.

"No," she told him, shaking her head in fear.

"Oh, come now. You must like boys or girls," he smiled. "Which is it."

He began playing with the tie at the front of her cardigan as the man standing behind her stopped her from backing away.

"Please?" she appealed.

"OK," he smiled, pulling gently on one cord of the bow, allowing the garment to fall open to reveal her beautiful firm'C' cupbreasts.

"Well?" he asked again.

"What do you mean?"

"Boys?..." he asked, reaching out with one hand to grip and fondle one firm breast, "or girls?" he smiled, taking Nata's hand and making her caress the other breast with the back of her fingers.

"Please stop?" Julia begged, but the captain could see that Nata was smiling.

"Girls then," he confirmed. "You squeeze the tits now," he said to Nata, who seemed quite happy to comply.

"You! he called to Dina. "Come here!" he ordered.

The bigger of the sisters approached him obeiantly.

"You may undress now," the captain told her.

"Now that's enough," Steve interrupted. "Either you pay up or I take them all away."

"You do nothing!" the captain shouted at him, raising his pistol again "or I paint the wall with you brain," he said more quietly. "Now... you will undress, Si?" he smiled at Dina.

Dina sighed and once more began unravelling the five yards of quite grubby turquoise silk that hid her body from the onlookers. The three soldiers and their captain watched in fascination as more and more bare chocolate brown flesh came into view, until Dina stood before them, completely naked, unashamedly showing her large, heavy breasts, her plump derrière, and her bare shaven pussy.

"Who want this one?" the captain asked.

All three hands shot up, as the soldiers realised that they were being offered a rare treat.

"You," the captain pointed to the bigger of the three men. "Take her to back room and you don come back until she is fucked good," he smiled.

The soldier took Dina by the arm and led her away, surprised that she didn't put up any sort of fight.

"Now. You two. You give me show," the captain said to Nata.

"What? No," Julia objected.

The captain raised his pistol to her head. "I wan to see show," he insisted, "or they carry you out without you brains," he told her.

"OK. OK," she relented. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"You. Take off this," he said to Nata, tugging at Julia's top.

Nata obeyed, quickly depriving the Swedish blonde of her top.

"Hmmm," the captain smiled, admiring the half naked girl. "Now this," he told her, slapping the skirt.

"Don't be afraid," Nata tried to comfort her. "It's no different to what we were doing on the plane," she reasoned, unfastening the clasp of Julia's skirt and letting it fall.

The trembling girl stood in the middle of the room, almost naked, except for her shoes and fine lace panties.

"Come on," Nata instructed her conscripted partner. "We have to give him a show," she told the terrified girl, reaching out and slipping her arms around her. "Kiss me," Nata coaxed.

Julia didn't want to, but she knew there was no alternative, so she let the smaller Asian girl kiss her, to the encouraging jeers of the watching soldiers.

Nata"s hands found Julia's breasts, and she fondled her as they kissed, giving their audience exceptional value for money. Soon her hand was searching downward, caressing the bare hip and thigh, before sliding around the front to find the front of Julia's flimsy panties.

"More. More," the men called out.

Nata's fingertips found the waistband of Julia's panties, and slipped carefully inside, reaching down to touch the bald, shaven mound.

Julia began to whimper as Nata's fingers found her camel-toe, then the sweet, wet slit as Julia's knees parted instinctively, and she began to moan softly.

The three men looking on were all becoming highly aroused, the evidence of which was apparent from the bulges in their pants.

"Now..." the captain instructed, "you give real show," he told her.

"What do you mean?" Nata asked.

"Put her on back... here," he insisted, clearing the desk with a sweep of his arm.

By now, Julia wasn't quite so afraid, and she allowed Nata to lay her back across the table.

"You two! Here!" the captain demanded of the remaining soldiers.

The men propped their rifles against the wall and came to aid their commander, one of them taking Julia's wrists and holding her back across the desk with her knees raised and her stiletto clad feet in the air.

The captain and the second soldier each took a grip on Julia's ankles, lifting and parting her legs, and both lustily caressed her inner thighs, while the other one reached out to grip and fondle her firm, full breasts.

Julia just looked up at them, writhing on the desk, but clearly not as afraid as she had been. For some strange reason she was finding the experience of being held down by these three men perversely exciting, and she even began enjoying their molestation more then she might have imagined.

Nata looked on, studying the expectation on the beautiful blonde girl's face, and was about to lower her head to kiss the top of one thigh, when the captain told her, "Now... you undress."

She looked down at Julia, gave her an'oh well' sort of look, and began to unravel her own purple Sari, to the delight of the three men.

Seeing a chance to gain the upper hand, Steve shuffled a little closer to where the guns were propped against the wall, but the captain had spotted him.

"Don even think about it," he warned.

Steve decided it wasn't worth the risk, as the guy already had his pistol in his hand. He let the opportunity slip away, as they all resumed watching Nata disrobe.

"I think we have some fun with this one," the captain told them, as the last yard of Nata's Sari fell to the floor. She stood there, naked, unsure of what to do next as the captain placed his open palm on the gusset of Julia's panties.

"Mmmm. Is very nice, si?" he asked, looking at Nata.

Nata smiled and nodded, as Julia cringed, not knowing what to expect.

"You take this off, si?"

"You will have to put her knees together then," Nata told him.

He just smiled, shaking his head. "No," he replied. "You jus take," he told her.

"How?" she asked.

He slipped his fingers into the gusset and hooked them around, rubbing his knuckles up against her pussy. Then he began to pull gently.

"Rip off," he said, with a wicked grin on his face.

"Oh no," Julia moaned. "Please don't?"

"Oh yes," he countered. "You do this now," he insisted to Nata, as the two men pulled Julia's legs wider.

She shrugged, looking at the beautiful blonde spread out on the desk where they held her down, the two men still groping and kneading her breasts.

"Sorry," Nata said, simply, slipping her fingers into the crotch of Julia's panties, and hooking them around.

"No. No," the beautiful blonde sobbed gently as Nata took a firm grip, then the slightest smile spread on her lips as she pressed her free hand flat on the girl's tummy and wrenched violently with the other, ripping the crotch of the panties away in a single stroke, leaving tatters of elasticated material in shreds around the waistband, and the bald, shaven pussy exposed.

A cheer went up from the men surrounding her as their eyes lit up, and hands reached out to molest her.

"You see?" the captain said. "That not so difficult? Hmmm?" he laughed.

"Please, let me go," Julia begged.

"Oh no. We not finish yet," he smiled, raising the barrel of his pistol to his nose. "I wan you to make this smell nice for me," he grinned.

"Wha... What do you mean?" Julia asked, a sudden terror in her voice. "What do you want me to do?"

"You? You don do nothing," he smiled, lowering the tip of the barrel to her crotch. "I do this for you," he grinned, placing a hand flat on her tummy and rubbing her clitoris with his thumb while lowering the pistol barrel to her crotch.

"Oh no! Please God no," she begged.

But just as he was poised to insert the weapon into the terrified girl, the door to the airfield opened.

Only moments before, Carlos and Gabriel (the two men charged with searching the plane) had emerged from the aircraft cabin doorway with the fruits of their efforts. Some fifteen minutes earlier they had been successful in their quest to gain access to the aircraft, and had duly discovered the two Thai hostesses cowering in one of the restrooms.

Having broken down the door and forced their way in, they promptly retrieved the two girls, but their zeal to fulfil their captain's order had been temporarily pushed to the back of their minds.

Keen to inspect their prize, they convinced the two young ladies - at gunpoint - to demonstrate that no weapons, contraband or other items were being hidden beneath their uniforms. Feeling compromised, the two ladies felt obligated to submit to the request, and duly removed said uniforms, in an effort to convince their subjugators of their innocence, and prove that they indeed had nothing to hide - not even underwear.

The two men, disappointed in the fact that the hostesses were not seen to be guilty of any misdemeanour, decided to search them more thoroughly - for some considerable time - before taking their distraught young prisoners to meet their captain.

As the two girls were now both completely naked, and hence unable to secrete any unauthorised substances or items about their person, the men marched the girls across the airfield with their hands on their heads (lest they might try to overpower any of the other armed men en-route), with every other soldier watching their every move and admiring their undeniable charms, until they arrived at the door.

Their appearance in the doorway distracted the captain from his unpleasant deed in the nick of time, causing him to turn toward them.

"Ahh. This much better," he smiled, beckoning the group over to him. "You hold out on me Mister Steve, he said, raising his pistol to point at the pilot. "I don think we need you no more,"

He was about to shoot the pilot when Suki called out. "No! Please don't kill him."

"Why not? We don need him," the captain reasoned.

"He is our friend," Anais begged.

"Ha! I can be you friend now," he smiled.

"But... he is the only one who can fly the plane," Suki appealed. "Let him live. Please?" she begged. "I will do whatever you want," she told him.

"You will be my girlfriend?" he asked of her.

"Of course," she replied, smiling invitingly.

"Willingly?"

She nodded.

He moved to the front of his desk, sitting on the edge as he beckoned the pair closer.

Seeing that no-one was paying much attention to her now, Nata took advantage of their distraction and lowered her mouth to the waiting blonde, still being held on her back across the desk and molested by two of the soldiers.

The two Thai girls moved to stand one on either side of the captain, who promptly raised his hands to fondle the bare breasts of the two girls, their arms now by their sides. They stood there reluctantly accepting their fate and cringing at his touch, while Nata began lapping at Julia's open pussy.

"Mmmm. Very nice," the captain told them as he began kneading their firm mammary flesh, his hands then sliding up and down over their smooth young bodies, caressing their tummies, down around the slender hips, and behind to squeeze their pert little bottoms, around the front again, caressing their tender, shaven mounds, then up between their thighs.

The two girls looked at one another, both gasping as they felt his fingers begin to explore them, moaning softly as they looked back at their molester.

"Do you fuck them?" he asked of the two men who had escorted the girls to him.

Both men snapped to attention. "No My Capitan," Carlos replied.

"Hmmm. I hope not," he warned, as his fingers began to probe them both, making them whimper softly.

He stared at the naked girls, their small breasts heaving gently, delighting in the sight of the perfect dark brown nipples that began to stiffen as he abused them.

"So... You do anything I say?" he asked of the slightly more plump looking girl.

Suki had to force herself to avoid turning her head away to escape his garlic breath as she nodded, closing her eyes and parting her knees obediently for him.

"OK," he told her at last. "I take you for girlfriend," he decided.

"What about me?" the slightly more slender of the two asked, sounding worried.

He looked into Anais' face as he reached into her a little deeper, making her gasp and moan as her eyes widened, then closed again. There was a hint of a smile on her face - possibly to convince him of her passive submission. Then he grinned. "You too skinny," he told her. "My men... they need girlfriend too," he laughed.

He nodded toward Carlos and Gabriel who, not wanting to waste even a second, both quickly moved forward to grip Anais by the arms, pulling her away as she screamed. It didn't take a genius to work out what destiny had in store for her - much the same as Dina was probably experiencing right now.

"You're not going to rapemy girls!" Steve exclaimed, angrily lurching forward, but Gabriel and another of the soldiers quickly turned and moved toward him, raising their rifles to his chest and stopping him in his tracks.

The captain looked around at his group of men, all smiling expectantly. "Rape?" he asked. "Ha! Si. Many time," he laughed.

Realising that she was destined to be gang raped, Anais called out to their commander. "No! Please!" she begged. "We can both be your girlfriend," she hurriedly called to him.

"Both?" he queried, suddenly looking interested.

Meanwhile, Nata had placed her hands behind Julia's raised knees, pushing them wide as she took full advantage of the beautiful blonde's predicament, and the lack of concern from the others.

"Yes," Suki agreed. "We will both be your girlfriend," she appealed to him. "You would be surprised what we can do together," she told him, smiling.

"Hmmm. Show me," he demanded.

The two men released Anais and the girls moved together.

"I do not want to do this," Anais confided quietly to her friend.

"We have to..." Suki reasoned, "or we could die here," she said, slipping her aims around her colleague.

She kissed Anais, her hands lovingly caressing the firm young breasts and the hips then the thighs of the more slender girl, slipping her hand between Anais' legs, and Anais tried to reciprocate but her actions seemed almost mechanical, as she explored her partner's naked body.

As they pressed together, moving their bodies against one another, Suki whispered something to Anais, and within a minute they turned to approach their captor again. They took his hands, guiding them down between their thighs to their own pussies once more, with Anais using her other hand to grip the bulge in his pants.

"Ooohh. Such a big boy," she told him, smiling invitingly. "We can make this very good for you," she told him.

Carlos and Gabriel looked on, clearly annoyed, but there was nothing they could do. Their captain was obviously interested in what the girls were offering, and it was clear he was going to take them both.

He turned his attention back to the Asian girl, still leaning over the blonde on the desk who was enjoying having her breasts fondled and her pussy eaten by Nata, who was busy delighting the girl on her back. It was almost as if the pair were alone somewhere else enjoying each other, without a care in the world.

"Hmmm. What I do with this one?" he asked, gripping Nata by her long black hair and producing a squeal of pain as he wrenched her upright.

Her hands shot up to grip his wrists as he tugged on her hair, and she cried out in surprised pain as Carlos suggested, "We can think of something."

"Si. So can I," the captain agreed. "Who want this one?" the captain asked of the four men present.

Every one shot a hand in the air except the biggest of the men left there. there was a flash on the shoulder of his uniform, indicating that he was a sergeant. Instead he looked at Nata, then turned to his comrade beside him. "You have her," he suggested. There was a good reason for this of course. He wanted the blonde for himself.

"OK," the captain told them. "You three can take her to the back room," he smiled. "Bento has another there. Take this one also," he told them, pointing to Julia, still on her back and looking horrified. "You can all share them," he laughed. "Tell the boys outside... they also can have some fun," he smiled.

"No! Please no," Julia begged, but they were already dragging her from the table and off to the doorway.

"What is in the back room?" Nata cried as they dragged her away.

He grinned. "Beds," he replied. "Only beds..." was his initial reply. "And cocks," he added, with a deep belly laugh.

"No. Please no!" they both screamed, but it was no use. Within seconds they were gone.

"You," the captain called out, pointing to Steve the pilot. "You should go now."

"What about my girls?" he asked again.

The captain looked at the two naked Thai beauties, and he smiled. "Ha! My girls now," he laughed.

"I'm taking them back with me... and my money!" Steve insisted.

The captain raised his pistol once more, pointing it at Steve. "You should walk away now... while you still can walk," he threatened.

He pulled Suki close to him and began molesting her, but she didn't object - she just let him do it, telling Steve, "You do not need to die for us. Leave now, while you still can. We will be OK," she smiled bravely.

He considered his options for a moment, and realising that there was just one, he dropped his head and made his way, defeated, toward the door leading out to the airfield.

"Hey! Where you think you going?" the captain asked him, as the remaining sergeant blocked his way.

"You told me to leave," Steve replied, sounding puzzled.

"There is exit," the captain told him, pointing to another door that led out of the airport.

"But... my plane?" Steve objected.

"Ha!" the captain laughed, shaking his head. "No," he smiled. "IsMy plane now," he told the pilot.

"What? No! How am I supposed to get home?"

"You should not worry for that," the captain told him. "I hear there is airport somewhere round here. Maybe you can buy ticket home?" he laughed.

"What?" Steve retorted, incredulity in his tone.

"And what do you plan to do with my girls?" he appealed,

"I tell you already," the captain laughed, "They my girls now... All of them. Not you worry for them," he grinned. "We make sure they all very nice and comfy... on their backs."

He let out another deep belly laugh. "How does it feel to be double-cross?" he chuckled, reprising Steve's own quip to the beautiful Swedish blonde, and staring at the disbelief on Steve's face.

"I'm leaving, and I'm taking my plane!" Steve demanded, heading toward the door that led to his aircraft, but the sergeant blocked his way.

"If you try get on that plane, we carry you off in body bag. You should leave now... if you know what good for you," the captain told him. "Take him away from here," he ordered.

The sergeant led Steve to the exit door at gunpoint, roughly pushing him through the doorway with the barrel of his rifle.

"Now... ladies?" the captain turned to address the two girls as their pilot was escorted from the building. "If you will be so kind," he told them, "we must get on. We have customers waiting," he laughed.

"Customers?" Suki echoed, questioning his intention. "But I thought..." but at that very moment, there was a loud [Bang!] from outside.

"What was that?" Anais asked.

"What was what? "the captain asked, feigning a surprised and innocent tone.

"That bang. What was it?"

"I hear no bang," the captain replied. "Do you hear bang?" he asked the sergeant as he returned from outside.

"No My Capitan," the man replied, with a knowing smile.

"Where is Steve?" Suki asked.

"Steve? Steve who?"

"Our pilot?" Anais pressed.

"He not bother us no more," the sergeant told her.

"Enough of this," the captain told them. "Now we have our fun," he smiled, as the pair closed in on the two naked Thai beauties.

"What are you going to do with us?" Anais asked, resisting the natural reaction to turn away from the smell of garlic on his breath once again.

"Ha! That very stupid question," he replied, the stench making her cringe.

"Please?" she begged.

"OK. So, first we have some fun," he grinned, gripping Suki by the arm and dragging her over toward the desk. "Then, if we like you, we keep you here. Fuck you both many time," he told her.

"If you not good..." he smiled as he pushed her onto her back, "then we take you all to market," he laughed. "Sell you all to many men... many many time. Maybe twenty time every day," he told her.

"So... " he said, as Anais had already begun screaming, "We find out if you are keeper? Si?"

-----Unimaginable Horror -----

The group of explorers approached the wide, primitive looking boats, each equipped with sixteen quite small and very basic looking passenger seats, set low in the craft, plus another two bigger, shaped seats at the front for the lookout men, and another the back for the tiller.

The travellers organised themselves into pairs with their Trek Buddies, whilst two of the boatmen steadied the boat and another stood on board, reaching out a hand to help the ladies aboard. The three men tending each boat were fascinated with the girls' skimpy, wet attire, watching them closely and leering at them as they gingerly struggled to find their seats, while the boats rocked precariously.

On selecting their places, the girls perched themselves in the most uncomfortable squatting position on the basic seats, with plenty of bare leg, attractive cleavage, and tight crotch on display.

The male explorers ensured that there were three of them on each boat, along with eight of the women and girls, evenly distributed in terms of size and overall weight over the two. Because of their reduced numbers, the boats were nowhere near fully occupied, but even so they lay quite low in the water.

"Boat not use for many adult," the leader of the boatmen explained as they all took their seats, but they seemed stable enough being only about two thirds fully loaded.

"So... why are they so low in the water?" Jason asked.

"We do boat trip for many family," the man explained. "Many kids. Not heavy," he added, which also explained why the seats were so small.

"Wait a moment," Simon interrupted. "You take families?"

"Si," the man replied, nodding.

"With kids?"

"Si", he smiled. "Many time. They like trip on river," he smiled.

"But... where do you pick them up?"

The boatmen looked at one another, curiously. "Here," the leader replied.

"But..." Simon shook his head, "we're in the middle of the jungle. How do they get here?"

The boatmen all looked at one another, clearly puzzled.

"Helicopter," the leader replied simply.

"Here? In the jungle?" Simon laughed almost dismissively. "You can't land a helicopter here," he laughed. "Not with all these trees?" he said, sweeping his arm around in a gesture toward the tiny clearing. "They are too close together," he reasoned.

Most of the other men turned to face the other way, but it was clear they were stifling laughter.

"No," the leader told him. "There is helipad."

"Where?" Jason asked.

"Two minute... that way," he replied, pointing to a pathway through the trees beside the river.

The members of the expedition all looked at one another in stunned silence as their mouths fell open in shock.

"But... But why didn't you tell us when we booked with you," Flash asked him.

"You never ask," he replied. "We think you know already."

There was a brief silence while the impact of their gaffe sank in. Then, "Fuck!" Jason shouted angrily.

"Jesus Christ," Flash cursed. "You mean to say... we hacked our way through three and a half hours of undergrowth, and there's a heliport right here!" he exclaimed.

The boatmen were now openly laughing, much to the annoyance of the explorers.

"Well... never mind," Simon told them calmly. "It is what it is. We're here now. Let's just get on with it," shall we?

They took a few minutes to calm down, with the boatmen still chuckling, but as soon as everyone was settled they set off, with the women and girls - and couple of the men, seemingly quite excited about their unexpected river trip. This was all proving to be quite an adventure for all of the inexperienced members, but they were treating it more as a holiday than an expedition, so the more world-weary among them had to alert them to unexpected dangers.

"I'm hungry," Imelda complained.

"Me too," Daniel called out.

Jason and Marika, on separate boats, began handing out dry cereal bars to the rest of the party. "This is the best we have for now," they explained. "Hopefully we'll be able to find some meat when we're back on dry land," Marika added, "but we'll have to hunt for that."

"I hope we can cook it first," Aurora commented, not really realising what was involved.

"What do you think we are?" Jason replied. "Savages?"

"Don't be tempted to put your hands in the water," Flash warned them. "There are sometimes leeches in warm waters like this," he said. "They will stick to your skin and can be quite painful to get off."

The boats moved along fairly quickly considering how primitive they appeared, driven by powerful outboard motors, and they made good progress - approaching up to ten miles an hour or more in places. They travelled up river for around two hours, while the boat owners gabbled away, laughing and joking in a foreign language that no-one recognised, while not very discreetly leering at the girls.

"What do you reckon this language is?" Flash asked of Nathan. "Nothing I've ever heard before."

"Me neither," Nathan replied. "Ain't Spanish, that's for sure."

"Nope. Definitely not Spanish. Nor Mexican. I'd recognise that," Nathan mused.

"Not too keen on the way these guys are eyeing up our girls, neither," Flash added.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Nathan agreed. "Still, a cat can look at a queen," he said.

"Or a dog," Flash laughed.

"A cat can look at a dog?" Nathan echoed, looking puzzled.

"Nah... A dog can look at a queen," Flash corrected him. "These dogs anyway," he laughed.

One of the boatmen turned and gave them a filthy look, but when he spotted the two men watching him he turned away, returning his attention to his job.

"Yeah, well... we don't have any queens with us. At least, I don't think so," Flash smiled, putting his hand on his hip and feigning agay pose,

"Except maybe one," he added, nodding toward Daniel, and humiliating the lad.

"What, Danny?" Nathan exclaimed. "Nah, not him. You seen the way he looks at that cute little blondie over there?" he added, supporting the gawky boy. "Nah, he's straight as a die that one. He got the hots for a certain little blonde cutie," he smirked, nudging the lad and teasing him a little. "Anyway, he's Marika's son, so you best leave him alone," he warned, "or Marika ain't gonna be givin' you no quality time," he added, smiling at the statuesque woman.

"Anyway, we certainly have a few princesses with us," he said, smiling at Marika, sitting with the three Filipino girls.

"Well, I'd be happy to make hermy queen any day," Flash suggested, smiling to himself, and wondering if she had heard him.

"Nah. She's definitely a princess," Nathan told him. "I plan to make hermy queen though, he added, giving the statuesque Filipino woman a warm smile. "Just as soon as I can," he added, quietly.

To his delight, Marika turned and smiled back, as Flash warned, "Don't you let Jason hear you say that."

About twenty feet ahead of them on the other boat, Jason found himself separated from his partner. Instead, he was sitting near to Simone, Diva and Indira. They were all just talking idly together when he ventured to ask, "So... Who was it then?"

"Who was what?" Diva replied.

"Who was it heckling me out on the bus? You know... coming away from the airport," he asked.

Now was their chance to get back at Coco for disrespecting them at Devil's Lake. "Sounded like Coco to me," Indira told him. She was lying, of course, but she had always had a thing about the tiny girl - maybe because Diva had a soft spot for her.

"Sounded like Coco to me too," Simone lied. There wasn't really any good reason why she might have done that, except perhaps that she sort of fancied Simon - and she could tell that Coco had a'thing' for the intelligent guy - and she was just a bit jealous.

"Coco eh?" Jason said softly to himself. "Right. We'll see about her."

For some strange reason, Jason had never really clicked with Coco either - and now he had a grudge. 'OK', he thought to himself. 'If Kevin wants her, then Kevin shall have her. I can make sure of that'.

As the journey progressed, the boatmen couldn't, keep their eyes off the sexy young female talent on display, and it wasn't long before a few of the men in the party took exception to their lusty looks. To begin with, Flash and Nathan were talking between themselves on the second boat, but very soon, Daniel noticed one of the men leering at Penelope.

"I don't much like the way those guys are looking at the girls," Daniel eventually said to Flash.

"Me neither," Nathan agreed. "We should say something," he replied. "They're making the girls uncomfortable," he added.

"Quite right," Flash agreed. "Shouldn't you fellas be watching for alligators?" he pointedly asked one of the men who was staring at the girls' legs.

"We see alligator before," he smiled. "Not many pretty girl like this though," he added with a laugh, leering at Penelope and the other smaller girls.

"Well, you better quit now, or we'll be having a falling out," he told the man, raising his rifle to his side in a threatening manner.

The guy scowled and looked away, saying something unintelligible to his colleague.

"Si," the other guy said, nodding and turning away.

Jason heard the exchange and had turned to watch, wondering if there might be some repercussion. He didn't have long to wait to find out.

They hadn't gone much further before they came to a purpose made clearing with a small jetty by the water's edge, and the boats pulled in to the bank.

Simon, also in the first boat, checked his GPS device. "No. This isn't right, he said to Jason. "We shouldn't be stopping here," he assured his buddy. "We have at least five more miles to go before we get toour drop off point."

Jason checked the GPS and confirmed that Simon was right.

"Hey," he called to the boatman. "Why are we stopping here? You are supposed to take us five miles further up river."

"We go no further. Too dangerous," the boatman replied.

"But we need to go another five miles."

"No time," the man replied, shaking his head. "It very late. We get back before dark."

"No! Take us further up the river." Jason insisted.

"No. Too dangerous. Too late in day. Very dangerous when dark."

"We can pay more," Kevin suggested.

"Ha!" the man exclaimed. "Cannot spend money from grave," he laughed.

"Well, can we buy the boats then?" he asked.

The man laughed again, shaking his head. "No good. Need boat to earn money," he told them. "Anyway, how dowe get back?"

"Why won't you take us? There should be plenty of time," Simon pressed them.

"You arrive late," the leader replied. "Get dark soon. We must leave. Go home."

"Why can't we buy the boats?" Simon asked.

He laughed again. "Howwe get home if we sell boats?" he chuckled.

There was a long pause, and an apparent stalemate, while the boatmen had a brief discussion between themselves. After some nodding, the guy who seemed to be in charge came back. It was looking promising, until he said, "Maybe we sell youone boat."

"But... We won't all fit into one boat," Jason argued.

"You have plenty girls. We take three for you?" he suggested, leering at the more buxom of them.

"Oh my God no!" several of the girls cried out. "You're not going to leave us with them, are you?"

"I don't mind going with them," Annetta offered, smiling at a couple of the men.

"Don't worry," Marika assured them. "We're not leavinganyone behind."

"You promise you won't?" Diva asked, nervously, backed up by several others.

"Of course not," Simon assured them. "We're not, are we Jason?"

"Not a chance," he replied. But it seemed that they had little left as an alternative.

"Well, it will take us the best part of another day to make up the lost ground," Simon told them. "We'd best get a move on before we waste any more daylight."

And with that, they left the boatmen and departed on foot.

Having now formulated a rota for taking the lead, they found it was much thicker here than the first stretch they had encountered. "We should follow a trail close to river," Jason suggested. "That way we won't have to search for water if we need it."

"Good plan," Flash humoured him - He was going to do that anyway. "And remember what I told you," he added as they set off again. "Keep your eyes peeled for anything that looks even remotely dangerous."

This time they shared out the arduous task of cutting through the undergrowth, starting with Kevin in the lead alongside Nathan, hacking their way with machetes. But progress was slow.

"Why is it so much thicker here," Kevin had asked.

"Bound to be heavier in the middle of the forest," Nathan had told him. "There's less light, so the vegetation has to grow stronger trying to reach the sun."

"I can't do much more of this," Kevin complained, after only a few minutes.

And Nathan too was soon complaining, but for a very different reason. "This ain't workin'," he called back. "This guy couldn't cut his way through butter."

They had no choice but to swap over again. It was either that or make no progress all. So this time Simon came to the front, while Kevin fell back to walk beside Camilla. But he spent most of the time leering at the beautiful Spaniard instead of watching for trouble.

"Don't you go getting any cute ideas," she told him. "You're only here with me to look out for danger. You be sure you do that, and don't go looking at anything else," she warned, trying to pull her open top tighter, to hide her attractive figure.

Even so Kevin was spending longer watching her than the surrounding jungle.

"What the hell is that?" Simon had asked of Nathan as they passed a heaving ant nest close to the edge of the path they were making.

"Carnivorous ants," Nathan replied. "Hey back there," he called out. "Look out for this ant nest and keep well clear. These things are flesh eaters."

Most of the explorers were quite astute, but Kevin was still paying far too much attention to Camilla's alluring figure, albeit as discreetly as possible, and consequently had failed to alert those behind him. It was unfortunate too, that for some reason Simone was proving to be less vigilant than the others. It is often true that accidents are caused by more than one contributing factor. Either she hadn't heard the warning, or she didn't pay enough heed to it, but through her own neglect she fell foul of misfortune.

Suddenly, a surprised girl's voice rang out - more a shout of horror than mere surprise, quickly followed by a series of accompanying screams.

It seemed that a little way further back, Simone had stepped on the edge of the ant nest and within a few moments the insects were all over her leg. She tried to brush them off of course, but in doing so they transferred to her hands and arms in no time.

Within a matter of seconds they were climbing all the way up her leg and both arms, even under her clothes, terrifying the girl - and that was when they began biting.

Now she was screaming in terror, slapping at the miniscule assailants, and struggling to brush them away, but no sooner had she cleared them from one area, than they were all over her in two of three more places.

"Oh no! No! No! Help me! Help, please!" she screamed, "They're biting," she cried, frantically slapping at the tiny insects.

"Help her someone!" came another female voice, then another.

Very soon they were all over her body, up inside her shorts and tunic. She ripped at the clothing, trying to remove it in an effort get them off of her, but the more she tried to brush them away, the more they came. Very soon she was naked down to her panties, with her shorts around her ankles, her dark tanned skin turning to red as the ants bit into her exposed flesh.

She was screaming hysterically now. "Help me! Please! Someone help!" she tried to cry out as they swarmed all over her face.

"Help her brush them off," Diva cried, but it was no use - as soon as she brushed some away, twice as many came to replace them, biting and stinging her.

"Someone please help her," Annetta screamed.

It could have only been ten or fifteen seconds by the time Flash arrived on the scene, running forward from the back, seemingly in a panic.

"Don't touch her! Nobody touch her!" he yelled out to warn the others. "No one touch her. You can't help her. These bastards are carnivorous."

"But wehave to help her," Indira and Diva countered, moving forward.

"There's nothing you can do," he warned, pulling them away. "Keep away!" he shouted.

Diva already had a few on her hands, but Flash ripped his shirt off, quickly wrapping it around his hand and using it to beat them off the girl.

"But, we must help her!" Maya cried, clearly distraught at the horrific situation that Simone found herself in.

"There's nothing we can do! If you touch her the ants will attack you too," Flash shouted.

"Don't try to touch her, or they'll be on you too," Nathan agreed. "You can't help," he shouted. "Keep away," he insisted.

Jason and Simon and a group of the other girls just looked on, petrified at what they were witnessing, as Flash pulled out his pistol.

"No! You can't!" Marika cried out.

"There's no other way," Flash insisted as he raised the weapon and aimed at her head.

"Please," Simone sobbed, her body now covered in the little orange attackers.

In another second he had shot Simone in the head. She collapsed in a heap on top of the nest, and within seconds, thousands of the ants were amassing all over her. Very soon, all that the onlookers could see was a mass of blood in the shape of poor Simone's naked body.

"You shot her!" Maya cried out. "You killed her."

"I had to," Flash reasoned. "Don't you see?" he explained in his defense. "She was already dead. They were eating her alive... and they'd eat you too if you got them on you."

The rest of the group were stunned - dumbfounded by what they had witnessed, while most of the girls were staring at Flash, accusingly.

"Who was she following?" Jason asked. "Someone should have warned her."

"She was behind Kevin," Diva called out.

"You warned her of course?" Jason asked his friend.

"Well... "

"You didn't warn her? Oh my God! What were you thinking?" Jason exclaimed.

"He wasn't thinking," Maya told him. "He was watching Coco's bum," she added, snidely.

"And looking at my tits, Camilla added.

"Well congratulations, Flash told him. "You've just caused the death of one of our party," he seethed.

"I can't believe this," Simon said, clearly traumatised by what he had seen.

"I warned you all about these things," Flash insisted.

"You killed my friend," Maya sobbed.

"It wasn't my fault," he reasoned. "Someone had to do something. She was in agony and she could never have survived."

"Why did you have to shoot her?" Kevin asked.

"Why couldn't you have done your fucking job!" Nathan fumed.

"She was just careless, and it cost her her life," Jason told the stunned onlookers. "All he did was to end her suffering."

"She couldn't have survived, Flash repeated. "Surely you can see that?"

"He's right," Nathan said, solemnly. "No-one could have helped her," he added.

Within a few minutes, the rest of the group came to realise that what he was saying was true. Only he and Nathan had any previous experience of things like this. It was devastating, but he had done the only sensible thing to do, and that was to put her out of her misery.

The group were silent, stunned by what they had seen.

"Should we say a few words?" Diva asked.

"I want to do it," Maya told them.

They all stood in silence for a moment while Maya said a few words about what a good friend Simone had been, then she recited the Lord's Prayer.

"Let's all just take this as a lesson," Jason said solemnly to the others. "Come on. There's nothing more we can do here," he said. "We can't even bury her."

He picked up Simone's backpack and carried it away, with the others following along behind - not one of them saying another word.

They hadn't gone much further when Jason expressed his thoughts to Marika. "Our numbers are dwindling," he said simply.

"Don't worry darling," she replied feigning a supportive tone. "There are still plenty of pretty young things for you to fuck along the way," she added, giving him an acerbic smile.

He was shocked at how callous she seemed, but Marika knew - it reallyhad been Simone who had heckled him on the bus. She had never really liked Simone. There was something about the girl that seemed a little too uncouth for her liking, and she certainly wasn't sorry that she was gone.

-----The First Night -----

Unsurprisingly, there was a definite air of gloom among the explorers for the rest of the day. The leaders - or 'pathfinders' as they had come to be known, continued to pass back warnings about dangers as they came across them, but the messages going back were now subdued, although they were definitely heeded by all.

After some time, Flash passed forward a message that the team would need to be stopping soon to set up camp. "It's almost four thirty in the afternoon," he said. "We'll need to make camp soon."

"But, it's early still," Simon had replied.

"There's still plenty of daylight left."

"There is now," Flash replied, "but we need to have a secure perimeter set up, and the tents need to be erected before sundown. We can't be doing that in the dark."

"Surely it won't take long," Daniel suggested. "All we have to do is find a clearing."

"Have youseen any clearings?" Nathan asked him. "We're gonna have to make our own, and enough room for eight tents. That will take a while. The sun drops quickly here," he replied.

They went another thirty minutes, until Nathan suggested, "This looks like a good spot. Shall we make camp here?"

"Not a bad idea," Flash agreed. "It will take us longer to set up the first time... until we get some practice in. Let's get to it," he said.

"Why here?" Daniel asked.

Nathan just gave him a knowing smile.

"See that fallen tree over there?" Flash asked.

"Yes?"

"Well... that's going to be our restroom," he grinned.

"Oh. Eeyuk," Indira exclaimed.

"Told you it would be a while before you saw civilisation again," he laughed.

Just at that moment, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, way off to one side.

"Shh," Okinawa said quietly to the others.

"What is it?" someone asked.

"Shh," she repeated, slowly reaching over her shoulder for an arrow from the quiver.

"What?" Someone whispered.

There was a rush of leaves and a faint galloping sound as Okinawa took aim and let the arrow fly. A second later, there was a thump, and a small tusked animal fell in a heap in front of two of the girls.

It was a wild boar, and it had been about to gore one of the group, probably just protecting its territory. She had shot it in the eye, killing it outright.

"Jesus Chri..." Marika stifled her curse.

"How in the hell did you do that?" she asked.

"Oh. Did I forget to say? I am skilled hunter," she smiled.

"Well, that takes care of dinner tonight," Jason commented.

"Thank you Oki," Simon told the girl, graciously. "That was very well done," he smiled, "and it will make a welcome change from energy bars," he added.

'At least one took the trouble to thank her properly', Marika thought to herself.

"I still don't see why we have to set up camp so early," Daniel asked. "There's still plenty of light."

Jason smiled. "Have you ever set up a tent before?" he asked.

"Yeah. A few times," the lad replied, confidently, still trying to impress Penelope.

"So... How long did it take you?" Flash asked him, smirking to himself.

"About twenty minutes," Danny replied.

"Try doing it in the dark, with thick undergrowth to cut down first," he challenged the lad.

"Ah, well... I hadn't thought of that."

"I think we should all have our own set responsibilities," Jason suggested, helping Marika's son out of a difficult situation, and earning himself some brownie points in the process. "That way, we'll all become practiced at our own specific jobs, and we'll get it done quicker as the days progress."

"I reckon we'll need about an hour for the first run," Flash suggested. "Who wants to allocate jobs?" he asked.

"Well, as Jason is assuming the role of Captain, I think it should be him. Does anyone disagree?" Marika suggested.

No-one objected, so Jason took charge.

"OK ladies and gents. Listen up," he began.

"I'd just like to say first, that we are all saddened by the untimely loss of a valuable member of our party..."

There were general murmurs of agreement among the group.

"Although I didn't know her well, the loss of Simone will be something that will haunt us all for a long time to come."

"Here, here," Kevin called out, attracting a few glares of disapproval from most of the girls, and several other men who still blamed him for the loss.

"... but I think..." Jason went on, "that all we can do now is learn a harsh lesson from Simone's misfortune, and make sure that none of the rest of us fall foul of a similar fate."

More murmurs of agreement went around.

"Nothing that any of us can say or do now will bring her back. We can't change what happened," he continued, "but in the short time that I knew Simone, I came to realise that she would have had our best interest at heart... and I think she would have wanted us to benefit in some way," he added. "So... let us have a moment of silence to remember her."

They all stood around in silence - some looking around at others, and some simply staring at the ground.

A minute later, Jason broke the silence again. "OK... Now, let's get back to the business in hand," he announced. "In order that we can best utilise our individual skills, I'll read out a list of jobs that we need to have done, and we can then ask for volunteers," he declared.

There was a murmur of general agreement as many of the group nodded their approval.

"So, we will need to assign people for all of these tasks... And if anyone can think of anything I've missed, of course," he smiled, "perhaps you could call it out, and I'll add that too."

Everyone looked on, expectantly

"OK. First we will need to hack back the undergrowth, to give us space to pitch the tents. That probably needs to be two of the stronger ones among us. Setting out the perimeter will naturally fall to Nathan as he's our techie, but maybe he could nominate an assistant?

"Why do I need an assistant?" Nathan asked.

"Because it will be quicker with two..." Jason replied, "and because we really need to have someone else learn how to do it."

"Don't want all our eggs in your basket," Flash quipped, by way of explanation.

"Oh... Right," Nathan sighed, knowingly.

"I think every unique skill needs to be shadowed," Marika added, trying to allay any possible conflict, "or we leave ourselves vulnerable."

"Can I try the bow and arrow then?" Indira asked.

"I don't see why you shouldn't shadow Oki," Marika suggested.

Oki gave her a pathetic look. She didn't really want to be shadowed, but it seemed she had little choice.

"Oh, I'll do more than shadow her," Indira grinned.

"Can I have a rifle?" Daniel prompted.

"Stop with the diversifying," Jason called back. "This is hardly the time," he told them all. "Maybe we can discuss it later?" he suggested, "but for now, let's get on, shall we?"

There were a few moans of disquiet, but soon a general hush prevailed, and as Jason was about to continue, Nathan called out, "I'll pick Danny to help me."

"Great," Jason smiled.

"Next, we'll need someone putting up tents, but that could be almost anyone... They are clever little things and quite easy to manage," he added. "They have springy fibre-glass rods inside the frames you see. You only have to pull them out of the bags and they just pop out. They almost erect themselves," he told them.

"Bit like some other things I've seen then," Diva giggled, winking at Indira.

"All you need to do is tack them down," he weft on, "and that's easy. In fact the most difficult part is getting them down to pack away again."

"Bit like something else again," Indira reprised her friend's joke, causing them all to laugh aloud.

Flash paused for a moment, giving them a curios stare, "but as we have eight tents... and I'm guessing each will take around ten to twenty minutes... at least until we get the hang of it... I suggest we have four assigned to that."

It all went quiet as the girls settled down to listen again.

"We'll also need to set up a fire for cooking this beast that Oki so skilfully provided for us," he smiled at the girl. "Anyone can do that. All they need to do is find some stones and dry tinder and leaves to make a fire."

"And some branches for supports at the sides... to hold a spit," Daniel suggested.

"Good thinking," Nathan praised the lad. It seemed that the big black guy had taken something of a shine to their junior disciple, which pleased the lad no end.

"Someone will have to dig a hole for the latrines. And we'll need to hang lines out for the clothes..." Jason went on.

"I'll do that," Flash offered.

"Which one?" Jason asked.

"Both," he replied.

"Hey. Wait," Maya stopped him. "Lines for clothes?" she asked. "What do you mean?"

"Well... we'll have to dry all our day clothing before we get down to sleep for the night," Jason told them all.

"You mean... we'll have to undress." Maya asked.

"Can't think of any other way to hang your clothes to dry," he replied, as straight faced as he could manage.

"What?" Diva exclaimed. "No-one said anything about having to undress."

"Do you usually go to bed in your street clothes?" Marika teased.

"We can undress in the tent," Indira assured her.

"Ah. No... Sorry," Jason countered. "We'll all need to undress out here, he told them. "You can't take wet clothing into the tents. You'll contaminate the inside. They'll be mouldy in no time."

"And you can't sleep in wet clothes," Flash added. "You'd be covered in sores. No... we have to undress out here and hang the clothing up to dry."

"Yo jus' wanna see our tits," Diva accused him.

"We can all keep our underwear on," Marika assured her.

"Some of us doan have no underwear," Diva replied.

"Well, I've already seenyour tits," Jason reminded her, "so that argument is a bit moot, isn't it," he smirked.

"Sorry girls, but it was all in the Terms and Conditions that you all signed and agreed to," Marika added, supporting the argument.

"What? No it wasn't... was it?" Maya queried.

"You were all warned that you'd have to strip before turning in for the night."

"No. Nobody told us. Not true," most of them complained.

"What? You didn't tell them?" Flash exclaimed. "Oh you naughty people," he chuckled.

"Look... Ladies. I'm sorry but the simple fact is that we will have to put our day clothes out to dry overnight, or we'll all get sores... and they will get infected. This is hardly the place to invite a problem like that. Let's just accept it, can we?" he asked.

There was an awkward silence.

"OK. Moving on," he continued. "Someone will have to get water for the next day's travel. I suggest we have groups of four to do that, and probably do it in the morning. Two to fill canteens, and two on guard."

"On guard?" Aurora put in. Everyone was surprised to hear from her, as she and Imelda had been silent for most of the time.

"There will be wild animals and crocodiles in the jungle all around us. We need to stay on high alert whenever anyone is away from the main group," Flash told them. "Particularly near the water."

"At all times," Nathan corrected him. "Even now we should have someone on watch."

"Quite true," Jason agreed.

"Why two on guard?"

"Because, my beautiful piece of crocodile bait, there are dangers in the waterand on land, he told her. "We need to have guards watching inboth directions."

There was a general agreement, and Jason ended the briefing by saying,

"OK. Let's have some volunteers."

They spent about five minutes deciding who was to do what, and the teams set about their allocated jobs. Within about forty minutes, there was a ring of stones around the centre of a cleared area surrounded by trees, and eight smallish tents erected in a crude circle.

All around the space between the tents were lines strung across, and brighthurricane style lamps lighting the area.

Across the centre of the fire-pit stretched a long spit onto which the wild boar carcase had been impaled, and this was supported by two strong 'Y' shaped branches, stuck into the ground.

The fire had been started by Flash, using his treasured'Zippo' lighter, having managed to break off a few dry branches from some nearby trees for kindling, and some campers' firelighters to get it going - the leaves and branches on the ground being too damp.

"I think we ought to gather some tinder and carry it with us to dry tomorrow," he suggested.

"Nah," Nathan corrected him. "That ain't gonna work. It will get wet... just like our clothes," he countered. "Best to just do as we did today," he smiled.

The group gathered around the fire to watch the meat cooking, while Jason referred to a list he had drawn up, allocating the sleeping arrangements.

"OK people. Listen up," he announced. "I've drawn up a plan of who we suggest will share tents with who tonight," he told them.

"We?" Annetta queried.

"Marika and I discussed it, and this is what we felt would work best, given how many we are and the number of small tents we have."

"Oh yeah. This should be good," Maya commented scathingly to Imelda and Aurora. "Now we find out who's gonna fuck us tonight, she told them." Clearly she was still smarting from the loss of her Trek Buddy.

"For the most part, we felt the women ought to share tents," Jason began, "and as several of you already know each other quite well, this should work OK."

There was a general nodding of cautious approval.

"Stop me if you think this will be a problem," he added, as Flash and Nathan began cutting the cooked meat from the hog-roast and passing it around.

"Don't we have any plates, or cutlery?" Penelope asked.

"Would you like to wash twenty plates in a crocodile infested river before bedtime?" Marika countered, abrasively. "I certainly don't. Learn to use your fingers... like everyone else," she told the girl. "Did we forget to mention? There are no home comforts here child," she added, sarcastically.

Penny sat back, clearly embarrassed by her aunt's remark.

"OK, so to begin with, we'll have four of us assigned to guard duty, working on a four hour rota..." Jason smiled, "one hour each. That should give us time to get some sleep too. So I suggest we have Nathan, Simon, Flash and myself."

"What about Kevin and Daniel?" Marika asked.

"We can include Danny when he's had a bit more experience," Jason assured her.

"And Kevin?"

"I wouldn't entrust my safety to Kevin," Flash quipped. "Not after what has already happened."

There was an awkward silence. "Sorry guys but I'd rather do two stints myself."

"Well, be that as it may," Jason went on, "I think we'll have Daniel, Nathan and Simon in tent one," he announced.

"Why tent one?" Daniel asked.

"The numbers aren't really relevant," Jason replied. "It's just a way for me to keep track of how many tents we have," he explained. "It's not significant," he smiled.

"Kevin and Flash can go in tent two," he continued. "That way we don't have to disturb the ladies when we get up to do our turn on watch."

"We'll have Annetta, Mei and Soo in tent three. Diva, Indira and Coco in four," he went on.

Coco turned toward Marika with an exasperated look on her face, but Marika just smiled, shrugged, and nodded. Coco sighed, reluctantly accepting her tent allocation.

"Lucia and Penelope can have tent five, Aurora, Imelda and Tala in six," he continued.

"Oh no," Camilla objected quietly, inadvertently speaking her thoughts aloud.

"What's wrong?" Marika asked.

Camilla looked a little sheepish. "I wanted to share with those two," she admitted, pointing toward Aurora and Imelda.

"Would that be OK with you two?" Jason asked.

The two English speaking Filipino girls smiled invitingly at the petite Spaniard, nodding happily.

"OK. Well in that case I guess Maya and Tala will have to share in seven," he told them. "You know some French, don't you Maya?"

"Oui Monsieur," she smiled, gazing lustily at the delightful French speaking Filipino.

"I felt sure he would put us in with the men," Maya whispered aside.

'Hmmm', Marika thought to herself. 'It didn't takeher long to get over the loss of a friend'.

"Where I sleep?" Okinawa asked. "You not say any tent for me," she complained.

"Ahh, well, I thought you will be best in with Marika," he told her.

"And... where you sleep?" she asked, pointedly.

"Well... I will be on guard... some of the time," he replied.

"And rest of time?"

"Don't worry," he smiled, "I will be too tired to bother you," he told her, "and besides... Marika will be there to protect you," he added, noticing a discreet wink from his woman. He knew there was no way that Marika would be'protecting' Oki from anyone, least of all him.

As they all ate, Flash and Nathan took turns in cutting some more meat from the wild hog as it cooked, until everyone had eaten enough.

"I think we should bag this up and take it with us for tomorrow," Flash suggested. "Give us something to eat on the way. No telling when we'll get another feast like this."

"This should be enough to last for days," Kevin said.

"Enough... yes," Nathan agreed, "but it won't keep for days. In this heat it will be no good after tomorrow. Best eat as much as we can and only carry what we need for tomorrow."

"Good thinking," Jason agreed. "You have some poly bags, don't you Mari?"

"Here," she replied, digging into her backpack.

"Anyway... Before we turn in for the night," Jason added, "I just want to remind everyone about a few of the dangers here. As I said before, we need two people at a time to collect water. And two more with rifles keeping watch," he added. "And in case we have any early risers among us, don't forget to tip out your boots in the morning... or you could find something nasty nipping at your toes," he laughed.

"Like what?" Imelda asked.

"How about scorpions or spiders?" Flash told them.

"If I'd known it was going to be this dangerous..." Aurora began.

"You'd have forgone the chance to bag yourself a fortune?" Jason suggested, finishing the sentence for her.

"Ah... Well, maybe not," she smiled.

"Thought not," he grinned.

The group all got up, ready to disperse, but Flash interrupted their departure. "Before we wind up the party," he called out, "there's another danger that no-one has thought of," he told them.

"What's that?" Nathan asked, genuinely curious.

"Well... You'll notice I hung a sheet in front of our open air lavatory facilities," he pointed out. "That is to save anyone's embarrassment, when you're doing your own special thing," he grinned. "But, if the past expeditions I've been on are anything to go by," he told them, "some of the newbies tend to get a little... shall we say, shy about doing stuff with others around."

"Not surprised," Maya said, voicing the thoughts of them all.

"So, not to put too fine a point on it," he went on, "refusing or declining to'go' when you need to, can create other, more embarrassingproblems," he told them.

"What sort of problems?" Diva asked.

"Constipation," Marika clarified.

"That's right. Not something you want in the middle of the jungle," Flash told them. "Least of all not with others around," he added.

"So the point is?" Marika began.

"You gots to go when you gots to go," Nathan smirked.

"Or you could regret it," Flash finished for him. "Just swallow your pride and do what you have to do. And don't worry about the mess. I'll be the one filling in the pit in the morning," he smiled.

And with that, they all got up to leave.

"Oh. One last thing," Flash added. "We won't be stopping on the way for anyone who didn't take advantage of thefacilities while we're camped up."

"How will we know if there's anyone... you know... using it?" Indira asked.

"Good question," Jason replied. "Howdo we know?"

"Why don't we hang a cloth over the sheet when someone is in there?" Marika suggested.

"Good plan. We'll do that," Jason replied. "Everyone happy with that?" he asked.

There was a general consensus of agreement.

"Good," he added. "Then I'll go first... if no-one has any objections."

There was a resounding silence.

"Who's going to be first on watch?" Jason asked, as he headed off in the direction of the screen.

"I don't mind going first," Flash called back, keen to earn himself some brownie points with the others. After the misadventure with Simone and the ant nest he felt he needed that. He knew there was nothing else that could have been done for the poor girl, but he also knew that many of the others didn't see it quite that way.

Anyway, he didn't relish the prospect of spending any more time in a tent with Kevin, than was absolutely necessary. He would have to see if something couldn't be done to change his sleeping partner for the following night.

"Oh. Should we set ourselves a rota for watch duty?" Flash asked.

"Can do," Jason called from the other side of the screen. "You're going first aren't you?"

"Yeah," Flash called back.

"OK, well let's have Kevin next, then Nathan, then me. Is that OK with everyone?"

"Sounds good to me," Nathan agreed.

"OK then," Jason called, wiping himself and pulling up his pants. "By the way," he added. "Tell everyone, don't forget to take your roll of paper in here with you," he said. "You'd be surprised how rough these dry leaves are," he laughed.

There was a general giggling from the group, even after he called, "Night everyone," ducking into his tent.

"Oh... Sorry everyone. One more final thing," Flash called out. "I'll be turning off the lights out here as soon as everyone is in their tents, so if you want some light inside you'd best take a lantern in with you," he told them. "Don't want to be fumbling around in the dark before you go to sleep," he added with a knowing smile.

-----

It was only a short while later when Lucia was stripping off, and hanging up her damp day clothes, when Marika came up beside her.

"Oh. Hello," the buxom Spaniard greeted their statuesque Filipino hostess, with a warm, friendly smile.

"Don't you get any funny ideas," Marika told her. "I just came by to have a word."

"Oh? And what word is that?" Lucia replied, teasing.

"I just wanted to make sure that you understand the rules," she told the girl, pointedly.

"Rules?" Lucia queried.

"As you'll be sharing with my niece tonight..."

"Si," Lucia smiled. "She is very pretty," the lusty Spaniard smiled.

"Now... I know you may want to play," Marika warned, "but... you should know, she is a virgin, Marika pointed out.

"Ooohh. Even better," Lucia giggled.

"So... I need to warn you."

"Warn?"

"Don't... damage... the goods," she told Lucia, firmly.

"Oh. I am offended," Lucia replied, feigning a shocked look. "I was good on the plane, was I not?" she asked.

"I know... but, we're not on the plane now," Marika smiled, "so... don't damage the goods," she repeated.

"Of course not," Lucia smiled. "I will be very careful," she giggled.

"Be sure you are," Marika told her, as Penelope approached.

"Hello my pretty. Time to undress," Lucia told the girl, grinning excitedly. "Come. I will help you."

"But... they are all looking," Penelope complained, looking around at all the men pretending not to be watching them.

"Let them look," Lucia told her, glancing across to see Daniel discreetly studying their every move. "We make it hard for them," she giggled, slipping an arm around the blonde girl's shoulders. "Come. Take this off," she encouraged, unbuttoning Penelope's tunic.

As Lucia set the example by removing her own top to reveal her beautiful bare 'C cup' bust and her slender waist and curvaceous hips, Penelope was stripping down to her lovely bright red bra and panties, revealing a captivating, creamy white, lithe young body to the lusty gaze of the men, while making Daniel insanely jealous.

"Come my love," Lucia encouraged her softly, slipping an arm around her waist, "let us get inside... away from all these prying eyes," she told the girl. "We don't want all these men knowing what we get up to," she giggled, unhooking a lamp and disappearing into the tent with the girl.

"Oh but..."

"No buts my love," Lucia stopped her. "Well... Iwill make one exception," she giggled.

-----

At the same time, Camilla was getting up close and personal with Aurora and Imelda, as the three of them began to strip off. They huddled together in a small group, and while Flash and Kevin looked on, Camilla found herself sandwiched between the two Filipinos, as she started to unbutton her top.

"Pity your young friend could not be with us," the petite Spaniard told them.

"Why?" Imelda asked.

Camilla smiled invitingly. "I like to have three girls on me all at the same time," she told them.

"Don't worry," Aurora replied. "We will not disappoint you," she smiled at the shapely girl.

She turned to look at Nathan, Daniel and Flash watching as she removed her top, teasing them as she revealed her firm, bare breasts.

"Those three would like to fuck us," Aurora told the Spaniard. "Let us show them what they are missing," she grinned.

She took Camilla's face in her hands and kissed her gently on the lips, then slowly peeled the loose top from the Spanish girl's shoulders. "Let us see what you are hiding here," she said in a soft, low, seductive voice, smiling at the girl. "Hmmm. Very nice," she purred softly, raising a hand to caress one firm, 'B cup' breast.

"Oh, that feels so nice," Camilla sighed softly, turning slightly to glance at the three men as Imelda kissed her shoulder from behind.

The second Filipino's hand slid up the side of her body to grip the other breast as she kissed Camilla's bare neck, while Aurora unfastened the girl's shorts, slipping them down to her ankles. Then the three turned to face the three spectators as Imelda wrapped her arms around the petite Spaniard from behind, her hands exploring everywhere that she could reach, still kissing and licking the girl's bare neck and shoulder, while the bare breasted Aurora hung their clothes on the line.

By now, Imelda's hand was inside Camilla's panties, and the Spaniard was moaning softly, closing her eyes and parting her knees as her spontaneous lover's finger found her, and began to stroke her slit gently, tormenting the three men watching.

"Oh yes. Oh yes," Camilla moaned. "Take me inside."

"Your wish is our command," Aurora told her, giggling as she led them out of sight, with Imelda following along with a lantern.

-----

Meanwhile, Simon had been too busy watching Coco and Okinawa disrobing each other to notice Flash studying Camilla with the two Filipinos as they undressed. But Camilla knew he had been watching them as she unbuttoned her tunic top, although she didn't acknowledge him right away - not until Aurora had unfastened her shorts for her, and slowly, sensually slid them down. Then she had turned to face him, allowing him to take in the full, exquisite beauty of her near-naked body. She could see the undeniable interest growing in his pants, and she gave him a coy little smile for just a fraction of a second, before closing her eyes to savour the sensation of Imelda's finger moving slowly, deep between her moist labia.

She could clearly see the lump growing in his pants as she smiled at him again, then turned away and ducked into the tent, leaving him wanting.

'I'll get you later', he thought to himself as he re-adjusted his equipment. 'You see if I don't'.

While all this had been going on, Marika had approached Coco and Okinawa.

"Come along Oki," she said to the little Japanese girl. "Time we were lying down together," she smiled, slipping an arm around the diminutive beauty's bare shoulders. "Coco has some friends to get comfy with," she smiled.

-----

"Oh Mari. Can I go with you too?" Coco had asked.

"Don't be silly child," Marika replied. "You're going in with your friends," she smiled.

"But... I don't want to. I'm scared," she complained. "They used to bully me."

"Oh, my sweet little baby," Marika soothed. "You have nothing to be scared of. Your friends and I have an understanding now, Don't we," she added, staring pointedly at Indira.

The tall, slender black girl smiled nervously, and nodded her agreement, as she removed her top, exposing an almost non-existent, AA cup bust.

Marika slipped an arm high around Coco's waist and pulled her in close, raising a hand to caress one firm little breast as she hugged the girl, kissing her full on the mouth.

"You have nothing to worry about," she whispered to her tiny lodger, as she slid the hand down over Coco's smooth, flat tummy, and straight inside the girl's panties, making her gasp. "I'm sure your friends will be nice to you," she said softly, looking over the small black girl's head and smiling at the lusty looks that Diva was giving her.

Her fingertips found the wet camel-toe, working gently into the slit as she massaged the quickly stiffening clitoris.

"Why can't I come in with you and Oki?" Coco asked again, a pleading tone in her voice.

"Don't be silly child," Marika had replied. "My boyfriend will be in with us," she explained. "There wouldn't be room for four of us," she laughed kindly.

Coco looked crestfallen.

"How would you feel if you knew that he told me, he wants to watch me sucking on a girl's pussy?"

The little black girl considered the idea for a moment. "If it meant I could stay with you, I wouldn't mind," she replied, but she seemed uncertain.

"Even if he tried to fuck you afterwards?"

She didn't answer.

"He would almost certainly want to fuck you," she smiled.

"Couldn't Jason go in with them?" Coco suggested.

"Oh yeah. I'm sure I'm going to put him in with two beautiful black girls," she scoffed. "He'd be fucking them both all night long," she laughed, "and we need him to be bright and alert in the morning," she smiled. "Someone has to hack a path through the jungle for us, she added.

Coco just stared at her, clearly disappointed.

"No sweetie. You go in with Diva and Indira," she told the girl, gripping her by the shoulders and turning her around to face her ex-flatmates, mouthing the words, 'Rape her' to them as she did so. "I'm sure you all have a lot of catching up to do... don't you?" she added, looking at the excited expressions on the faces of the two West Indian girls.

"Oh yes," they agreed. "We certainly will."

-----

"Now. Oki. I think it's high time that you and I got down to some serious talking... horizontally," she smiled, pushing the girl ahead of her into their tent.

"Oh," Oki gasped softly, then backed out again.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked.

"Mister Jason. He is in tent," Oki whispered.

"Well, of course he is," she smiled. "Jason will be sharing with us."

"But..." she began, but Marika interrupted her.

"Don't worry child. I'm sure he will be asleep by now," she assured the girl, speaking quite loudly as she pushed Oki into the tent ahead of her.

Sure enough, as Okinawa entered the tent again, she stared intently at Jason's face, and he certainly didseem to be sleeping.

Marika raised a finger to her lips in a 'Shush' gesture, warning the girl not to wake the inactive man. He lay to one side, facing the middle of the tent where Marika positioned their quail with her back to him.

"Now, you have to be quiet my love," Marika whispered, "or Mister Jason might wake, and then... well, there's no tellingwhat he may want to do, she grinned, glancing aside to see the supposedsleeper watching the near naked girl.

"Now, my pretty," she was told, "I need you to kneel for me."

Okinawa didn't reply. She simply did as she was told, and Marika knelt in front of the girl, facing her. "Now... we kiss," she smiled, wrapping her arms around the pretty Japanese girl's almost naked body.

Clearly Oki was puzzled, as they had done this so very many times before, but she humoured her mistress and complied.

Marika pressed her lips to Okinawa's, ensuring that Jason had a clear view of them both, allowing him to see her bending the girl backwards. She kissed, then licked Oki's neck and throat, raising her hand to fondle one firm young breast, squeezing and kneading it for her boyfriend to watch, then she gripped one bunch of the girl's hair, pulling her way over backwards until the back was arched and her ripe young breasts with those delicious looking dark shiny nipples pointed upward.

She turned briefly to see Jason staring open mouthed at the beauty in Marika's arms, as the woman slowly lowered her face to the waiting mammary flesh, closing her lips over one stiff young nipple, and sucking on it lustily.

"Mmmm. What a beauty you are," she sighed, opening her mouth wide to take the other breast, lapping and sucking at the quickly stiffening nipple.

"Oh my pretty," she sighed. "The rich, salty sweat from your perfect young body... it tastes so sweet," she told the girl. "Now... Raise your arms for me," she demanded.

Oki knew what this was all about. She had been here so many times before, but never after a sweaty trek through the jungle. She smiled invitingly at her mistress as she clasped her hands together and raised her arms way above her head, twisting slightly sideways to allow Marika to inhale the scent of the day's labours from her body.

There was a curious look on Jason's face as Marika kissed the bare flesh on one side of Okinawa's body, and even more curious as she extended her tongue, dragging it up the side from close to the waist, up over the side of one firm young breast, and up under the arm.

"Ooohh," Oki moaned softly. "Oh yes," she breathed, delighting in the sensation of her mistress' touch, and Marika lapped again, encouraged by the sweet flavour of the girl in her arms.

"Oh, you delicious little girl," Marika breathed. "I do so love the taste of your body, child," she enthused.

Oki just smiled at her mistress, happy that the woman still wanted and appreciated her, and grateful that she had chosen to take her to her bed, instead of the tiny black girl.

"Now," Marika told the girl, "I need you to lie on your back for me," she smiled.

Okinawa happily did as she was told, unaware that Jason was now peeking directly at her through one, almost closed eye.

"Now... let's have these off, shall we?" Marika smiled.

Okinawa just lay there obediently on her back, her firm young breasts with those delicious looking, shiny dark nipples pointing directly upward, while Jason watched intently. He was tempted to reach over to grab one, or take it between his lips, but he knew he had to remain perfectly still, or ruin the ruse.

"Raise your knees child," Marika instructed, and Okinawa obeyed as the statuesque Filipino woman reached down to grip the waistband of her panties, pulling them slowly and sensually down the thighs, past the knees and over the shins to her ankles, slipping the garment off one foot whilst leaving it clinging to the other ankle.

"What a pretty little girl you are," she told her quail. "I'd almost forgotten how beautiful you are," she smiled, reaching forward to stroke one shapely thigh.

"Close your eyes for me my love," she breathed softly.

"Why?" Oki asked.

"Because I want you to enjoy every last moment of this," she replied, "and you can't really enjoy the surprise of my touch if you're watching me," she smiled, "now, can you?"

"Oh. OK," Oki replied, closing her eyes obediently.

"Now. Part your legs for me my pretty," she whispered.

Oki obeyed, with Jason now able to watch without constraint.

"Oh my beautiful little baby," Marika sighed. "I had almost forgotten what a delicious little thing you are."

Jason watched with keen interest as his sinful girlfriend began to tease her pretty little Japanese partner, stroking her shins and her knees and all the way up the inside of her thighs, until the girl was moaning with pleasure.

"You like that?" Marika asked.

"Oh yes Mistress Mari," Oki replied, writhing slightly.

Within seconds, Jason had to reach down to adjust his manhood as Marika instructed the girl, "Play with your titties for me."

"Mmmm. Yes my Mistress," the girl replied, reaching up with her hands to fondle her perfect, firm young breasts.

Marika glanced across to see Jason licking his lips. She could tell how difficult it was for him to resist touching the naked girl, no more than a foot away from his face.

"Would you like me to kiss you?" Marika asked.

"Oh yes Mistress Mari. Yes please."

She leaned forward and touched her lips against one raised knee, and Okinawa gasped with delight. She moved further forward and kissed the inside of the knee, pushing the other leg away from her, making the girl moan.

"What a beautiful little girl you are," she breathed softly, kissing a little higher.

"Oh. Oh," Okinawa moaned, squeezing her breasts and pinching the nipples gently, while writhing gently.

"Wider my pretty," Marika encouraged, and Okinawa responded, gripping her knees and spreading her legs wide for her mistress.

Marika began to kiss her way upward, licking gently every few inches, savouring the sweet, salty flavour of the lovely girl, until her lips were almost at the very top of Oki's thigh. She inhaled, marvelling at the rich, musky scent from the tiny girl's dark bush, as once again, Jason had to readjust his erection.

"I think I may have to taste you my pretty," Marika told the girl.

"Oh please. Yes please Mistress Mari," Oki replied, instinctively pushing her groin upward to meet her mistress.

"Mmmm. You sweet little thing," the Filipino purred, as she closed her lips over Okinawa's moist young pussy.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Yes," Oki gasped and moaned, as Marika's tongue began to explore her sweet little slit. "Give to me," she groaned, parting her legs wider still.

"Of course my love," Marika agreed,

"but you must be quiet. Can't wake our Mister, can we," she smiled, pushing the girl's legs up high as she pressed her mouth down tightly over the open pussy.

She began to lap and suck, gently at first, then more urgently, making her tiny lover buck and lurch.

"Quiet now child," Marika warned her again. "Don't want to wake the sleeping beast," she joked.

From that moment on, Oki remained as quiet as any young girl could be, with a lusty woman lapping and sucking on her sweet, wet pussy. Even so, within a few minutes she came with a shudder and a cry, such that Marika had to silence her for fear she would disturb her deceiving partner.

"Was that fun?" Marika eventually asked her panting quarry.

"Very much", Okinawa whispered, nodding and smiling happily.

"So, now... I need you to return the favour," the woman smiled.

"Return?" Oki queried.

Marika just smiled, gripping the girl's hand and pulling her up from her makeshift bed. She made Okinawa kneel where she herself had been kneeling just moments before, and she took to her back, taking her place beside her feigning partner.

"I think you know what to do," she smiled, raising her knees and resting her heels on Oki's shoulders.

"Oh. Yes Mistress Mari," Oki smiled, reaching forward to grip the waistband of Marika's panties.

Once again, Jason found himself having to be discreet, enjoying the action through almost closed eyes as it developed, but now he had a much better view of the pretty little Japanese as she leaned forward to give her mistress her long awaited indulgence.

-----

Meanwhile, outside, Kevin had been watching Annetta with the two tiny Chinese girls. There was no doubt in anyone's mind what he would have liked, and the big Icelandic redhead knew exactly how to torment him. She took Mei first, undressing the little oriental girl, before making her reach up to hang her clothes to dry, stretching her almost naked body up to reach the high line. Then, while the awkward guy stood lusting over the little Chinese girl, he had to hitch up his pants to relieve the pressure as Annetta undressed the smaller cousin in much the same way, until both were quite naked apart from their panties.

"Now. You two... undress me," the generously proportioned woman demanded.

The two little Chinese girls giggled, and began undressing their designated sleeping partner, with Mei unbuttoning the plump, busty woman's top while Soo knelt before her and unfastened the shorts.

In a very few moments, Annetta too was stripped down to her underwear, butshe wasn't finished.

"You hang clothes for me," she insisted, watching the small girls stretch up while unhooking her bra, letting her massive breasts hang free.

"Now..." she began, taking a package from her backpack, "you must give me what I need," she told the girls, guiding them into the tent.

"What is that?" Mei asked.

"Oh. This? I will show you later," Annetta replied mysteriously. "All you need to know is..." she paused, "it will make you very happy," she grinned.

She looked across to where Kevin was still staring, and she smiled at him. "I will bet you cannot guess what these two will do for me," she goaded him, grasping her big, heavy breasts and jiggling them at him, before following the girls into the tent.

Within less than a minute, there were cries of laughter and giggles coming from within, and Kevin could only imagine what was happening inside.

-----

Elsewhere, Maya had been struggling to communicate with Tala. She knewsome French, but getting the girl to understand what she wanted was proving quite a challenge. In the end, she decided it was easier to guide the girl by example.

First she unbuttoned her top, making the French speaking Filipino watch. Then she started to unbutton Tala's tunic top, nodding and smiling. Having seen the other girls undressing, Tala quickly caught on, and continued to unfasten the rest for herself, with Kevin not very discreetly looking on with great interest.

Maya then peeled the top from her shoulders, now noticing Kevin watching. She gave him a fake smile, then looking back at her incommunicado partner she encouraged Kevin to watch as the young Filipino removed her top to reveal the exquisite'A' cup breasts adorning her slender, bare upper body.

"Mmmm. Very nice," Maya said softly to herself.

"Comment?" Tala replied, clearly puzzled.

"You have nice tits," Maya explained, forming a ring with her thumb and forefinger to make an'OK' gesture toward the girl's petite figure.

"Oh. Oui. Merci," Tala smiled, clearly flattered.

She next reached over to tap the girl's shorts, then began to unfasten her own, nodding her encouragement.

"Ah. Oui," Tala replied, leaning forward to unfasten her shorts, and letting them fall to the ground around her ankles.

Kevin was simply spellbound, observing all the girls the disrobing, but he sighed with disappointment as Tala and Maya turned their backs to hang their clothing on the line. However, on hearing his sigh Tala giggled with devilment, smiling at him as she turned around, stretching her near-naked body up to hang her damp clothing, while revealing her emancipated beauty to him. Emboldened, he stepped forward, fully expecting a warm welcome from the girl, but Maya raised a hand to stop him in his tracks.

"No, no, no, no," she told him, moving between them, shaking her head and frowning while wagging a cautionary finger at him in much the same way that a pet owner might scold a naughty puppy. "You can look, but you cannot touch," she told him.

"Awww... come on," he appealed to her. "You got to give me something."

"Really?" she almost shouted. "I have to what?"

He stepped back, shocked by the sudden outburst.

"Now look!" she seethed, "Maybe it escaped your attention, but I just lost a very good girlfriend today," she told him. "Ok... so maybe we didn't always see eye to eye... and I know she could be a bitch sometimes... but we always stuck up for each other," she told him, "... and the sex. That was always amazing," she reminisced wistfully for a moment. "And thenYOU come along and take her from me!" she almost screamed.

"I didn't kill her," he reasoned.

"It was your fault... just as sure as if you had put a gun to her head yourself," she hissed.

There was an awkward pause, until Kevin asked, stupidly, "What are you going to do with her?"

"Ha!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to use her," she said, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Just like I always used my Simone," she replied. "You see these pretty young titties?" she asked, making a sweeping gesture with her arm toward Tala's firm young body.

He nodded.

"I am going to suck them for her while I finger her," she grinned, wickedly. "Then I am going to eat her sweet little pussy."

"Surely... couldn't you use some help?" he asked.

"I don't need no help," she told him. "And certainly not from you. This little baby will spread her legs for me... just like a pretty little starfish... Won't you my love?" she asked of the girl.

Tala looked confused. Maya smiled at her and nodded encouragingly, and the girl responded with, "Oui," nodding and smiling back in unwitting agreement. "Then, we gonna have us a beautiful sixty-nine," she added.

"I could hold her down for you?" Kevin suggested, hopefully. "You know... so you can do what you want?"

"She won't need no holding," Maya smiled. "Maybe tomorrow you can have some fun with her," she told him, "but tonight she's all mine."

Tala looked back and forth between them as they discussed her fate, clearly puzzled, until Maya took one of the lanterns and guided her beautiful partner into their tent.

Kevin just stood and watched for a few minutes, fascinated by the shadows thrown onto the canvas from the lamp inside the tent, as the two beautiful occupants settled down to enjoy each others' company.

Maya had positioned the lantern in such a way as to throw their silhouettes onto the canvas for no better reason than to torment him some more. She knew he would still be outside, watching. Now he could see them kneeling, facing one another, as one pair of arms reached for the other, gripping the head and pulling the partner close to kiss her.

He knew that Maya's hair was a little shorter than Tala's, so it must have been her taking the lead. No surprises there. But then the initiator moved away, kneeling as far back as possible in the restricted space, leaving the silhouette of her previously passive partner's naked body clearly outlined on the canvas. The girl's hands reached up to her own waist, the arms slowly sliding downward, obviously removing her panties.

She sat for a moment, the shape of her firm young breasts clearly visible to the external onlooker, sliding the non-visible garment down to her feet, and off. She laughed, twirling the panties around her head a few times, then releasing them to strike the side of the tent, from where they fell to the ground.

She laid back with knees in the air as the shorter haired silhouette, now also on her knees, shuffled forward. The kneeling girl reached to her own waist and was clearly seen to be also removing her panties, then holding them aloft so that the external onlooker could see.

The two girls laughed, kissing again briefly, until the shorter haired girl raised herself and began caressing her own body, obviously for the benefit of the man outside, who she knew would still be watching them.

She clambered forward slightly, moving above her passive partner and raising one leg over her partner's thigh, while sliding the other thigh below the prone partner's other leg, pressing her bare crotch against Tala's, and began grinding their mounds together.

Tala looked up at her lusty partner, surprised, but clearly in heaven.

"This is called tribbing, Mon Chérie," she smiled.

"Comment?" was Tala's curious response.

Maya just smiled, pressing more firmly while thrusting her groin hard against the pretty girl on her back. It was almost as if she wanted to hurt the girl while also pleasuring her.

She leaned forward, supporting herself above her prone partner, holding the puzzled girl down by the elbows, then lowered herself to kiss her once again.

As they kissed - slowly - the shadows of their bodies moving together could be clearly seen from outside, with Maya's breasts dangling down and touching Tala's body. It was plain to see that their breasts were in contact, and as Maya moved her body slowly up and down and from side to side, she caressed her confused lover's nipples with her own.

They kissed again, then more motion - a little more intense this time. Within moments, the two bodies were moving together, naked flesh against naked flesh, in the most erotic manner.

Kevin reached into his shorts to adjust his growing discomfort, while watching the two shapes enjoying the erotic contact of each others' bodies.

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"Oh toi, belle fille," the African girl's voice said softly.

"Embrasse-moi mon amour," came the Filipino's reply.

They kissed long and slow for a while, then the girl on top raised herself, casting her shadow on the canvas as she moved away slightly, reaching down with one hand to the other girl's groin.

"Oh. Ah. Ugh," Tala gasped, as she felt the fingers of her new love exploring between her parted thighs. "Oh. Oh. Oh," came her response as she felt three fingers caressing her slit and her labia all at once.

Her eyes and mouth opened wide in surprise, then trepidation, as she felt two fingers reach into her, and begin to frigg her.

"Oh yeah baby," Maya purred softly. "This is what pretty girls are for," she smiled down at the girl on her back.

She frigged Tala quite roughly, watching the furrows on the brow of the prone girl, leaning over to kiss her partner as she continued to force her fingers into the Filipino, who was now gasping urgently.

"Want some more?" she asked.

Clearly Tala didn't understand, but she nodded anyway.

"Hmmm," Maya smiled, shuffling herself upward, until she was kneeling above her captive young lover, with her knees to either side of Tala's head.

"Suck my cunt for me my pretty," she said softly, leaning over the girl and staring down into her worried eyes.

Tala was trying to shake her head, but she was trapped between the knees of her lust crazed partner.

Maya gripped the girl's head with both hands, and parted her knees, lowering her open crotch down over the face of the girl on her back, until her wet pussy was in contact with the Filipino's mouth, and she began riding the girl's face.

"Utilise ta langue, mon amour," she urged, putting her own tongue out and making a licking gesture.

Amazingly, the girl understood and complied.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Yes," Maya moaned.

She raised her hands to caress her own breasts, her naked body snaking from side to side as she ground her pussy against the passive partner below her.

"Vous en voulez plus?" the African girl asked.

The reply was muffled.

"Oh. Désolé," Maya added, lifting herself slightly.

"Oh oui mon amour. Bien plus encore," came the reply.

The shadows on the side of the tent showed the prone girl's legs rising upward as the girl above her crouched over, shuffling back a little as she bent down to press her lips against the waiting breasts.

From outside, all of this could be seen as clear as day.

"Ah oui! Ah oui" came the cry of approval. "Oui mon amour. Oui. Oui."

The pair rose as a single entitity, moving and writhing together as they savoured the contact of each others' warm flesh.

Kevin's hand, meanwhile, had remained inside his pants, no longer adjusting anything, but now taking full advantage of the visual stimulus presented to him.

One girl lay back again, as the silhouette of a firm, rounded bottom rose into the air close by. The raised knees became a pair of legs that began waving around to either side, their root being precisely where the head of the shorter haired girl hovered, as it lowered to meet her prone partner, and the legs began kicking gently into the air as the two girls within moaned in synchronised pleasure.

"Oh yes. You juicy little cunt," came the African voice.

"Comment?" came Tala's reply.

"Tu es très belle," Maya told her.

"Plus. Donne-m'en plus," the French, voice demanded.

"Que puis-je donner de plus?" the African voice asked.

"Soixante-neuf. Donne-moi soixante-neuf," the French speaking girl moaned.

The African on top raised herself again, and as the shadows shifted and settled on the canvas, it was plain to see that she was turning around, end for end. Now the rounded shape of her bottom was above where the other girl's head must be, and the shorter haired head was above the raised knees.

The knees parted as the head lowered, and the French voice let out a loud moan of pleasure. The raised bottom sank down, and there came a series of "mmmm, mmmm, mmmm," sounds as the two silhouettes moved against one another as a single entity.

"Oh, douce petite fille," the African voice called softly.

"Oh oui. Oh oui. Donne-moi ta langue," came the French reply.

"Toi, petite chose savoureuse," the African voice moaned. "Écarte tes jambes pour moi, ma belle petite chérie."

"Enfoncez votre langue à l'intérieur," came the other voice. "Plus profond. Plus profond," she demanded.

"Hey! What are you doing?" came a man's voice from a short distance away, disturbing Kevin's enjoyment of the spectacle.

"Oh. Nothing," Kevin replied, quickly pulling his hand from his shorts, and trying in vain to took innocent.

"Shouldn't you be in your tent by now?" Flash asked, walking closer. "We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow," he told the creepy guy.

"Oh. Yeah. I was just enjoying some of the night air."

"I know what you were enjoying," Flash contradicted him, "and it wasn't fresh air," he added. "Leave the girls alone. They've had a rough first day, and it won't be any easier tomorrow."

"I just wanted to..." Kevin began, but his voice trailed off as the sounds from within the tent rose in pitch, and the shadows began to move more energetically.

"Iknow what you wanted," Flash replied, smirking at him. "I guess we'd all like some of that," he added, nodding toward the shadows moving on the side of the tent, "but... like I said, they've had a rough day. Let them enjoy some privacy, hmmm? Tomorrow is another day. Maybe we'll all have better luck then?" he smiled.

"Yeah," Kevin sighed. "I suppose you're right. Good night," he added, as he turned toward the empty tent set out for the two of them to share.

"Night," Flash called back.

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Flash hadn't particularly liked Kevin from the very outset, but he reasoned that the loss of Simone hadn't been completely his fault. He was a novice after all, and he did seem to be unlucky where women were concerned, but he wasn't relishing the prospect of having to share a tent with the guy. He really would have to have a word with Jason and get partnered up with someone else for the rest of the trip.

The reassuring soft ambience of the perimeter lights were a comfort to Flash as he went around turning off the remaining lanterns, leaving the rest of the encampment in a dim amber glow from the perimeter sensors, with a gentle breeze softly flapping the clothes as they hung to dry.

He wandered around for a few minutes, passing from one tent to another, making sure everyone was safe and secure. Most of the occupants had taken a lantern in with them, leaving interesting silhouettes on the canvas to entertain anyone outside who might be watching. As he passed from one to another, he witnessed the fascinating activities playing out before him.

On one tent, for example, there was a shadow scene depicting arms and legs raised around a large shape on the ground. Having seen the big woman enter her tent with the two pretty Chinese girls, he quickly recognised the voices from within.

"You can start by sucking my tits for me," she told the girls. "Come my pretties. That is right. One on either side. Mmmm, yes. That feels nice. Lick it for me. Mmmm yes. Suck the nipple little girl. Oh, I just love your pretty pigtails," she told them, lying on her back as she stroked their lovely plaited hair.

"Now... you go down there," she said to one. "That is right. Down between my legs little girl."

"What you want for?" a squeaky little oriental sounding voice replied.

"I want your fingers inside me. Yes, down there," she told the girl. "That is right. Get right down there. Mmmm, yes. Now... you put your fingers in me," she coaxed.

"You child," she said to the other girl. "You keep sucking. Oh yes. That feels good. You can squeeze one and suck the other. Mmmm, yes. Very good."

There were a series of adult moans, followed by, "You down there. How many fingers you have?"

There was a pause as the small girl must have held up her hand.

"I want all of them in me," the Icelandic voice snapped. "All at once, you understand?"

"OK Miss," came the worried sounding reply.

"I want your whole hand in me. You understand? Right up to the wrist."

There was another short pause, then, "Oh. Oh yes. More. Oh baby, that feels so gooood. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Oh yes. So, so good. And you! You keep sucking... understand?"

There were more moans of pleasure from the big woman on her back as she cried out, "Oh my God. Bite it. Bite it little girl. Mmmm, yes. Not too hard. Oh God yes. Yes. Yes."

More moans of pleasure preceded, "You down there. Make a fist. Mmmm. Oh yes. Now pump it for me. Oh God, yes. In and out pretty baby. Mmmm, yes. Now you suck my clitty while you fist fuck me. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Oh yes. Yes."

Please. I not want to do..."

"You will do as I say. Nowyou little girl. Kiss me while your sister fists me."

"I not her sister," Mei called out.

"Shut up child. Just eat it. Oh God yes. Yes."

There were more sounds of lust as the woman used her two little playthings, until, "Turn around pretty baby. I want to taste your sweet little pussy. There... You can watch your sister eating my cunt while I eat yours," she laughed.

Very soon there were sounds of pleasure coming from both oriental girls, as Annetta cried out, "Mmmm. Oh yes. That is so soooo gooood."

It went quiet for a moment, until the voice called again. "OK, you can swap places now. I want to taste your pretty little sister's pussy now. Oh my God, I'm going to eat you two all night," she told the girls.

"Shenot mysister," came another angry sounding oriental voice, followed by sounds of enforced pleasure, then, "mmmm, mmmm, nyum, nyum, yum, nyum, mmmm. Oh my God, you sweet little cunt," Annetta moaned.

-----

Flash decided to check out the other tents before settling down for a rest. If he was going to take Kevin's stint on watch, he might as well do the job properly, he thought, smiling to himself.

"So, what are you going to do for me?" came Camilla's voice from the next tent.

"What would you like?" was the reply.

"Hmmm. Well, if I were to lay down between you both, what would you do about it?"

"Well, we do not like anyone to come between us," Imelda replied, "so I think we would have to try to make things uncomfortable for you."

"Oh? And how do you think you might do that?" Camilla asked.

"Well... I was told," Aurora chipped in, "that American girls get uncomfortable if someone plays with their titties," she smiled.

"Like these?" Camilla asked, stroking her bare breasts.

"Just like those," Imelda answered for her.

"Oh. Really? And where did you hear that?"

"Oh, a little birdie told us," Aurora replied.

"Well, maybe you should show me then," Camilla added, spreading herself out on the ground between the two Filipino girls.

They lay beside her and began caressing her breasts, and kissing the flesh all around and generally teasing her, until she told them, "Maybe you didn't realise, but... I am not American."

"Oh dear," Imelda feigned a disappointed tone.

"Have we done something wrong?" Aurora asked.

"Not for me," Camilla replied, smiling sweetly. "Why, is it a problem for you?"

"No," Imelda smiled, "Not a problem for us."

"So... what do you think we should do now, then?" Camilla asked.

"Maybe... this?" Aurora replied, leaning over the Spanish girl and kissing one nipple.

"That won't make me uncomforatable," the Spaniard told her.

"Maybe we have not done it enough yet?" she suggested.

"Ha!" Camilla replied. "Do your worst," she smiled, leaning back to enjoy the attention.

She allowed the two girls to suckle on her breasts, raising her knees and parting them as the two Filipino girls began to stroke her knees, sliding their hands up the inside of her thighs until they reached the very top, stroking right up into the joint and the soft shaven flesh around her labia.

"You'll have to do better than that..." Camilla told them, pausing before adding, "if you want to make me uncomfortable," with a soft sigh.

"Like this?" Aurora asked, caressing the moist pussy lips with three fingertips.

"Mmmm... Something like that," Camilla moaned, closing her eyes and pushing her hips up to meet the invading fingers.

"Maybe if we both..." Imelda added, closing her lips over one stiff nipple without finishing the sentence, and sucking eagerly instead, as the Spanish girl began to writhe with pleasure.

"Oh, yes. Oh yes. I think it may be working," Camilla moaned, parting her legs wider and gasping as Aurora's tongue began to slide up and down the deliciously wet slit, flicking against the stiff nub of her clitoris, then down to probe the juicy hole at the bottom.

Suddenly, Aurora gripped the Spanish girl's thighs from behind the knees, pushing them high and wide as Camilla grabbed Imelda's head and forced a lust crazed kiss on her mouth. She moaned and jerked with excited abandon as the three of them began to heave and writhe together, lost in their passion for each other, and Flash decided he should move on before he was tempted to rip his way into the tent and ravish one or all of them.

-----

The next tent had already seen some alacrity as Diva and Indira approached their former house partner.

"Well, well," Diva mused, staring at the little black girl with a wicked glint in her eye. "Who would'a thought we'd all be in together again," she smiled, pushing Coco into the tent ahead of her. "It bin so long since we all shared baby," she said to their little black friend.

"I'm not sure about this," Coco replied.

"Why did you run off and leave us honey?" Indira asked her. "You're such a beautiful girl Coco," she told the girl. "I've missed our lovely nights together."

"I'm not used to this," their little friend objected.

"Yo remember all the fun we all would get up to 'fore you went off to live with that woman?" Diva asked.

"Does she like to eat your pussy the way we did?" Indira prompted.

"Stop it now. I don't want to do nothin' like that now," Coco complained, as they crowded her.

"Aww, come on baby. Yo not gonna hold no bad feeling now, is ya?" Diva teased, moving in close and touching the tiny girl's near naked body.

"Don't try to pretend you're not excited about being in with us again," Indira smiled. "Your tits don't lie. I can see your nipples gettin' hard," she she goaded.

"Mmmm. They look real tasty," Diva grinned.

"We only wanna make you happy," Indira coaxed, reaching out to stroke one pert little breast.

"We jus' wanna make ya feel good," Diva smiled, gently tweaking a stiff nipple.

"Stop it. Please stop," Coco moaned, but there was a clear element of submission in her voice.

"You're such a sweet little girl," Indira coaxed.

"Yo gonna give me yo tasty treat baby? Hmmm? Like you always did? Hmmm?" Diva pressed.

By now they had pushed her down onto her back between them, and she was moaning with reluctant pleasure, while still putting on a brave face.

"We just wanna suck your tits and eat your pussy like we always used to," Indira seemed to be begging, sandwiching her between them as they both began fondling her breasts.

"I don't want to..." Coco objected as they lay across her arms, pinning her down.

"That's it baby. You jus' lay back there... and let us suck your sweet little tities," Indira purred softly, leaning over and closing her lips on one stiff, ultra-sensitive little black bobble.

"No. Please don't," Coco objected half heartedly.

"Mmmm. Oh yeah baby. Mmmm. Yo titties taste soooo good," Diva told her, licking and suckling eagerly. "Mmmm. All sweaty and salty,"

"You taste so sweet with all that sweat all over you," Indira agreed.

"Oh yeah. Yummy li'l girl," Diva enthused.

They lay there with the tiny black girl between them for some time, holding her on her back as they both lapped at her tiny firm breasts and suckled on her nipples, until Diva purred, "Why don't we see if yo wet down there?"

"Oh yeah. Come on honey. Open your legs for Indy, there's a good girl," Indira moaned softly as she shuffled down beside their tiny lover.

She gripped one knee and pulled the leg up and aside as Diva's hand stroked up and down the inside of the other warm, silky soft thigh, right up to the crotch of her panties.

"Mmmm. Yo panties is all wet li'l girl," Diva told her.

"Oh. You bad, bad little girl," Indira pretended to scold as she smiled at the tiny black girl on her back.

"Cain't go to bed with wet panties on," Diva laughed. "Come on. Let's get them off her," she cried out, holding Coco down by her shoulders as Indira gripped the waistband of the panties and heaved them away.

Coco's legs reacted, flying up into the air and exposing her pretty bare pussy.

"Oh my goodness!" Indira exclaimed. "You're shaven!"

"What?" Diva called back.

"She's shaven," Indira repeated. "She's completely bald," she laughed. "Oh you naughty little girl," she scolded again, laughing with delight. "Oh. You look so... so... pretty," she added. "Beautiful little pink slit," she sighed. "Just like a little baby girl," she smiled, lustily. "Oh I gotta have me some o' that," she said, gripping poor scared little Coco's knees and pushing them apart.

"No! No! No!" Coco cried out, but the two lusty black girls took no notice.

"Oh, yummy yummy," Indira purred softly as she bent low, bringing her face close to her struggling little friend's exposed crotch.

She inhaled. "Oh baby," she breathed. "You smell so... yummy," she said softly as she pressed her lips to the exposed labia, making Coco moan softly.

She kissed - Coco moaned.

She extended her tongue and licked carefully - Coco gasped.

She kissed again, easing the tip of her tongue into the moist slit, and Coco let out a groan of undeniable pleasure.

"Oh you taste so good baby," she enthused, as Diva held her down, kissing and lapping and suckling on the pert little nipples, making Coco moan with pleasure, while still putting up a brave front.

"See. Din I tell yo yo's gonna like it." Diva grinned, returning her attention back to the tiny bare breasts, as Indira's tongue began to reach deep into the struggling girl's juicy wet cavity.

"Don yo eat it all now," Diva warned her. "Yo gotta save some for me."

"Mmmm. Oh yes. So tasty. Sooo very very tasty," Indira moaned softly.

"Oh! Oh! Oh no. Ugh! Ugh!" came Coco's reply. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh God. Eat me baby. Oh yes! Oh yes!"

She raised her feet in the air and began to cry out as Indira's tongue went to work, while Diva looked on with envy.

"I reckon yo should be doin' somethin' fo me now, don'cha think?" Diva asked, but it was a rhetorical question.

"No. Please stop," Coco begged, but there was a wicked smile on Diva's face as she reached down to push her own panties away.

"Yo wanna suck my tits for me honey?" she asked.

Coco just shook her head.

"Hmmm. I guess that mean you wanna eat this fo me then," she smiled.

"No. Please don't," Coco begged, but Diva ignored her objection.

"Yo always did like this, din't ya baby," she smiled, shuffling up to kneel beside Coco's head.

"No. Please don't," Coco pleaded, as Diva swung one leg over the prone girl's head and settled with her knees to either side of Coco's face.

"Don't yo go denyin' me now," she smiled. "Yo remember what to do... don'cha?" she asked, spreading her knees wider and lowering her own pussy down into contact with Coco's lips. "That right honey. Jus use yo li'l tongue... like we taught ya," she smiled. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah. That it baby. Mmmm. Oh yeah. Oh yo such a good li'l kid wi' that clever li'l tongue," Diva moaned softly, moving her hips to grind her open pussy against poor little Coco's mouth.

She reached down to grip Coco's wrists, guiding the hands up to her breasts, and making the girl knead them for her as she reached down again, holding Coco's head in place, riding the girl's face.

By now, Indira had her lips pressed tightly against Coco's open pussy, and she was thrusting her tongue deep inside the girl, sucking and slurping, making her buck and heave with such vigour that between them, they brought her to an altogether new height.

-----

Further along, there were voices coming from another tent, but this was something quite unexpected.

"Danny?" a deep voice disturbed the darkness.

There was a pause, but no reply.

"Hey Danny," the voice called again.

"Hmmm?" came a mumbled reply.

"You awake kid?"

"I am now... And I'm not a kid. I'm twenty three," Daniel groaned back.

"Could'a fooled me," Nathan replied with a snigger. "I can't sleep," Nathan whispered.

"Tried closing your eyes?" Daniel replied.

"Don't help," came the answer.

"Why not?"

"All these hot young girls around," Nathan told him.

"I know. They're making me horny too."

"Yeah. Ain't right that Jason has two women and we don't have none. Let's go get a couple," Nathan whispered.

"We can't," Daniel reasoned.

"Why not? That cute little African girl and the skinny French, kid have a tent to themselves. We could sneak in there and fuck one each."

"We couldn't do that!" Daniel exclaimed in disbelief.

"Why not? I bet they wouldn't complain," he laughed. "Trust me. Girls like gettin' fucked," he grinned.

"Maya has just lost her best friend," Danny exclaimed. "She must be devastated," he added. "I'm not going," he insisted.

"Well, I need a fuck," Nathan complained. "I'll be on watch in a couple'a hours... but I need somethin' now," he told the lad.

"You'll get caught," Daniel warned.

"So what? I need somethin'. What they gonna do? Send me home?" he laughed.

It went quiet, until Nathan moved in close behind him. "What the hell are you doing?" Danny whispered aloud.

"You!" the big, muscular man replied, putting one hand over Danny's mouth as the other gripped his leg from behind the knee and lifted it with ease. All at once, Nathan had moved his erection up between the boy's legs, then lowered the leg again, trapping his piece, with the lad's balls being pushed up by the end of Nathan's enormous shaft as it moved slowly and sensually.

"Mmmm," Nathan moaned. "That feels good."

Daniel could hardly believe what was happening, and the size of the thing sliding back and forth up between his thighs - well, it made him cringe in comparison with his own meagre piece.

"Don't worry kid. I ain't gonna bum ya," the big man told him quietly, "but I gots ta have somethin'."

Danny struggled, but Nathan had a vice-like grip on him, seemingly enjoying the challenge.

"Oh yeah. That's it. Just squeeze it there," he growled in a soft, low voice. "I can just imagine I's got that tall West Indian kid wi' no tits," he growled, his hand feeling all around Daniel's chest and tummy.

"Indira?" Daniel asked, trying to humour the big black guy as he lay there in fear.

"Is that her name? Ha! I just want to fuck her," he laughed.

"Don't you do anything else," Daniel warned, in more of a pleading tone than anything else.

"No. No. Nothin'," he lied as he reached around and gripped Danny's erect shaft. "That feel good?"

Daniel hated to admit it, even to himself, but - well, if it's someone else's hand - It just seemed he couldn't stop himself.

They lay there like that for several minutes, with Nathan imagining the slender black girl in his arms, his cock inside her from behind, his hands exploring the flat breasts and the smooth flesh of her tummy and groin, as his other hand gave Daniel an experience he would never forget.

He couldn't say he actuallyliked it, but he certainly wasn'thating it either.

"That OK for you?" Nathan asked.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." was the lad's involuntary reply.

"You OK?"

"Yeah," Daniel gasped. "I suppose."

"You feel good," Nathan told him.

"Huh," was all the sound that Daniel made.

"Yo wan' it up the bum?"

"No! No!" Daniel blurted quickly, panicking slightly. "Just as it is..." he affirmed. "is OK."

The big black guy gripped him more tightly, squeezing his erection harder as he humped from the rear - his hand not really moving on Daniel's small shaft, but providing all the necessary effect with his own movement from behind.

Faster and faster he began to move, creating, "Ugh. Ugh. Ugh," sounds from his reluctant partner, too terrified to move lest the big guy demanded more.

"Yo sure you don' wan' it up the bum?" Nathan asked. "You never know 'til you try it," he whispered, kissing the back of Daniel's neck and one shoulder.

"No, no," the lad replied. "Just as we are is fine, thanks," he groaned.

While all this was going on, Simon lay there facing away from them, wide awake but pretending to be asleep while thinking, 'I hope to God we're not all sharing tomorrow night'.

After a few minutes, there came a deep sounding groan from the big black guy, followed by another from Daniel, as the culmination of their collaboration came to its ultimate conclusion, and the two men panted and sighed almost in unison.

"Hmmm. Better get some bum paper an' wipes," the deep African voice broke the silence. "Don't want your mum findin' out what yo been up to, do we," he smirked.

-----

Despite not having been able to touch anything - not even himself - the torment of watching Marika making delicious lesbian love with the cute Japanese girl, had almost made Jason come in his pants.

And now that his woman had finished her fun, Okinawa lay there on her back, her head turned to one side and her hands raised to the sides beside her shoulders in a submissive pose, seemingly waiting to be taken yet again.

Jason felt a tickle in his throat, and despite his best efforts to suppress it, he ultimately had to cough.

"Oh! You wake now," the little Japanese exclaimed in surprise, quickly trying unsuccessfully to cover herself with her hands.

"Well..." Marika sighed, looking back at the naked oriental lying beside her man with an enormous bulge in his underpants, "I think it's probably about time I went off to find someother girls to play with," she told them, grinning.

"What? Why? Where are you going?" Jason asked, pretending to be waking from a deep sleep. "I thought we were spending the night together? What am I supposed to do now?" he asked.

She looked back at the exquisite little Japanese girl with her hair in bunches, raising a hand to her face to suck her thumb, and she gave him a pathetic look. "I'm sure you'll think of something," she smiled.

"Hmmm. Well now," Jason mused, looking at Oki lying there on her back. "What am I to do with you?" he asked, as Marika departed.

She was such a small girl, and with her hair held up with bobble ties in those cute little bunches, and her thumb in her mouth looking frightened, it was easy to forget she was twenty two and sexually experienced. She looked for all the world like an innocent little schoolgirl.

Jason had never been tempted by young looking girls before, but there was something inexplicably exciting about this one as she lay there staring up at him with those innocent oriental eyes. Perhaps it was the fact that he knew she was of consenting age, but all at once he wanted her more than any girl he could ever remember having wanting before.

"Why you look at me like that Mister?" she asked playing the part and looking scared. "What you want?"

"What do you think?" he replied.

"You not hurt me? Please?"

She wasn't really afraid of course. This was just a game she liked to play - a game that she knew lots of men liked to play.

He smiled. "No. I not hurt you," he teased. "No more than any man hurts any little girl when he fucks her," he smiled.

"Oh no. I not want that," she lied, looking frightened.

"I don't really care," Jason replied. "I want this," he told her. "Now... open your legs my pretty," he smiled, "and let me taste you."

Okinawa appeared reluctant, but she laid back and raised her knees, parting them slightly as he shuffled down between her thighs.

"Please, Mister," she begged.

"I won't hurt you child," he told her, pressing his palms against the inside of her knees and pushing them wide.

He crouched over, lowering his face to stare directly at her open crotch, admiring the neatly trimmed dark bush of pubic muff decorating her pale, creamy coloured mound above the clean shaven labia and pussy area.

"Oh my," he declared softly. "Marika was right. You reallyare atrue beauty," he breathed, bringing his face close to her pussy and inhaling, "And so sweet too," he smiled.

"Please Mister..." she repeated.

"Of course," he interrupted softly. "How could I deny you," he added, intentionally missing her meaning as he brought his lips into contact with the open slit to kiss her there.

"Oh. Oh. Oh," she moaned, as the tip of his tongue began to taste her. "Oh no. Oh no. Please," she cried softly as the tongue traced up and down the tender, moist slit, flicking the stiff little clitoris and making her hips jerk upward involuntarily.

He traced downward to find the tender, moist little cavity from where the juices flowed, and he eased his tongue into her. She let out a moan as her groin pushed up to meet him, and he pressed his mouth more tightly against her, thrusting his tongue as deep as he could manage, making her gasp and moan.

"Oh yes. You tasty little girl," he whispered. "Oh baby, I'm going to fuck you... so long and so hard," he smiled.

"Please. You not hurt me Mister?" she seemed to beg.

"Well... We'll have to see about that," he told her, reaching for the waistband of his underpants and sliding them down around his knees. "Let's see what you can do for me, shall we?" he asked.

He shuffled up beside her and lay down on his side, wrapping his arms around her naked body as he manoeuvred her into a sitting position over his lap whilst still on her back. Then with the pair of them lying on the ground, he reached down between her thighs to grip his erection, aligning it with her slippery, lubricated pussy.

"I want to hear you cry for me," he told her, pressing the tip of his erection against her moist little slit.

She twisted her head sideways and looked into his eyes as he gripped her naked body and began to thrust his hips forward, but with each push the tip slipped away from her and up between her thighs.

After several attempts, she sighed and reached down with one hand, guiding the swollen tip down against her vulva, and holding it in place with the tips of her fingers until with one last push, the head managed to penetrate her.

"Oh you beautiful, clever little girl," he smiled. "That feels so good."

"No. Please Mister," she cried. "It hurt," she lied.

He slid one arm beneath her as he pulled her close, his lips finding her breast. She raised her arms above her head, the hands gripping the bunches of hair as she writhed in his arms. As she did so, the scent from her unwashed torso filled his nostrils. It was unclean, yet tempting, and as his tongue dragged across the flesh of her breast, he could taste the salty sweetness of her body.

He began to lap the side of her body as his free hand caressed the inside of her knee. She tasted sweet - salty, and he wanted more. His hand caressed slowly up the thigh as his tongue explored more and more of her bare flesh. Soon his fingers were caressing the top of the thigh, close to the point where his shaft entered her.

He pulled back as far as he dare, until the head was still just inside the opening, then he thrust forward again, causing her to arch her back and let out a moan of pleasure as her breasts rose in the air.

He licked her body again, this time right up under the arm where the flavour was richest, as he pulled back again, almost clear, then thrust in again, making her moan louder.

"Fuck me Mister Jason," she moaned, reaching down with one hand until her fingers found the place where he entered her.

Now their fingers were touching, both of them caressing his shaft - one hand on either side as he began to hump into her in earnest. He gripped her thigh tightly, reaching out with his tongue to devour the sweet salty flesh, lapping at her as he rammed his shaft into her, harder and harder.

"You not come inside," she groaned.

"Yeah. Right, he replied," obviously ignoring her plea.

"No. I mean this. Must not come"! she insisted.

"But.... I can't stop," he told her.

"It OK. I finish for you," she smiled, getting up from her horizontal position, and extracting him from herself.

She shuffled down to kneel astride his legs, and leaned forward. "I do for you," she smiled, gripping the shaft in her tiny hand, and opening her mouth.

-----

The sounds coming from the first tent that Marika came to, made her smile. It was definitely either Soo's or Mei's timid little voice saying, "What that for?"

Annetta's deeper voice replied, "I am about to show you. I just need to tighten this strap."

There was a pause, as two young oriental voices gasped.

"Now. Who wants to be first?" came Annetta's voice again. "No volunteers? OK... You then."

There was a brief pause as the silhouettes on the canvas showed the big woman manoeuvring one of the small girls onto her back, then lifting the knees, she shuffled between the raised, parted thighs.

"Please Miss. That too big. I very small girl," came the pleading voice.

"Do not worry child. It will fit. I promise you," Annetta laughed.

Then came a cry as the shadow of the big woman's arms reached out to press against the body of the girl on her back.

There was a cry of pain as Annetta's shadow moved forward, and a gasp from another voice as the big kneeling body began to move back and forth in regular, jerking motions.

"You child," she said to the other girl. "You get behind me," she demanded. "That is right. Now, you reach around and play with my tits," she ordered.

The girl obeyed, but not for long.

"Hmmm. I want something more," Annetta's voice called out. "Put your hand here," she ordered, reaching around behind her.

"What you want?" came the nervous reply.

"Put your hand on my bottom," she was told. "Mmmm. That is right. Now you push your finger in there... oh yes... while I fuck your little sister.

"Not sister," came the squeaky voice in reply.

"Oh my God. That is so sinful. Oh, you naughty little girl," Annetta laughed. "That feels so very good little girl. That's right. Finger my bum while I fuck your little sister."

"Shenot my sister," came the chorused reply from both Chinese girls at once.

Marika smiled to herself and moved away, to find Flash sitting beside a tree, on watch.

"Hmmm. Lonely?" she asked, noticing an unmistakable lump in his pants.

"Nothing that you couldn't fix," he smiled, staring up at her completely naked body. "Why don't you come and sit with me?" he asked. "I'm sure we could while away a few minutes together."

"Ah, well." she began, "I would... but... I'm on my way to meet a friend," she told him. "Let me go see if I can find someone to come and talk to you," she suggested. "Wait here.'

"Where would I go?" he asked, smiling up at her.

-----

Jason was now on his back, with Okinawa in a kneeling position facing him. She was straddled across his legs, sitting on his shins and bending forward, with one hand cupping his balls and the fingers of the other gripping the base of his erection, working it up and down gently.

The innocent looking eyes seemed to smile up at him as she sucked on the sturdy erection in her mouth, and he marvelled at the sight of her beautiful black hair, tied with those cute pink bobble ties, and the shape of her naked back tapering away toward her pert little bottom raised in the air away.

"You like little girl suck cock for you?" she asked, raising her head for a moment.

"Very much," he smiled, reaching down to stroke the lovely soft hair.

Her head bobbed up and down gently as she lapped her own juices from his shaft, teasing him with her tongue as his passion rose again and again, but each time she could sense him coming to a climax, she stopped him.

"Oh no. Don't do this... please," he begged. "You have to let me finish," he demanded.

"Not worry," she smiled. "Now I do for you," she told him, returning to the task at hand. She took his erection deep in her mouth until he could feel the tip pressing against the back of her throat.

"Mmmm," she moaned softly, her head rising and falling gently, the lips caressing almost the full length of the shaft as she gripped the base, working it to the point where finally he could hold back no longer.

"Oh God! Oh God!" he cried out. "Take it out," he warned her, but she ignored him, holding the shaft deep in her mouth, her clever fingers almost shaking the base to bring him off, as she continued to suck.

There was a sudden rush and he let out a groan, filling her mouth with thick, salty semen. More and more came until eventually his groin was intermittently jerking, involuntarily ejecting the last few drops.

"Oh my God, that was incredible," he sighed.

As she sat up, he expected she would have to spit it out, but she just opened her mouth slightly and smiled. There was no trace of anything - she had swallowed it all - every last drop.

They lay together for a few minutes with her head resting on his shoulder, but very soon she decided he had been idle for long enough.

"Now we fuck again," she smiled, climbing up to straddle his thighs once more. She took the limp member in her hand, guiding it to her mouth, and within minutes she was working him back to full strength. Gratified with the success, she shuffled forward, reaching down to insert him into her again, but this time he rolled her onto her back, producing a squeal of surprise.

Now he pinned her down and began to hump slowly into her. At first she looked shocked, but quickly she closed her eyes and turned her head. He lowered his lips to her neck and began to kiss and bite at her bare flesh, ramming himself into her again and again. This time there was no sudden rush. This time he was more in control. He could bide his time, reaming her slowly and steadily as he enjoyed her vulnerability, and as she lay there she looked up at him, smiling, inviting.

"Kiss?" she asked.

He was doubtful. After all, she had just taken a mouthful of his semen. But shehad swallowed it.

'Ah well... I guess it must be OK', he thought.

He wrapped his arms around her tiny form and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her, their tongues probing each others' mouths, and he took her to a new height that she had yearned for, for so long.

-----

The next tent Marika approached, there was a big shadow of a huddle rising up in the centre, and a pair of legs sticking up from the middle, with sounds of moans and cries.

She unzipped the entrance to see Indira and Diva sandwiching a girl between them, their heads bent over, kissing and lapping at the bare flesh between them as the inverted girl's skinny black legs kicked out gently to either side.

On spotting Marika in the doorway, Indira raised her head and smiled.

"Having fun?" the woman asked.

Indira nodded, returning to their quail briefly, but Marika beckoned the girl toward her.

The slender nineteen-year-old left their play-toy with Diva, one arm wrapped tightly around the tiny black girl's waist, her head buried between Coco's parted thighs, and her free hand holding Coco's head up between her own legs.

As Indira reached their visitor, Marika wrapped her arms around the naked girl, kissing her lustily.

"Mmmm. You taste of sweet young pussy," she told the girl.

"You too," Indira smiled, kissing Marika again.

The statuesque woman's hand quickly found Indira's tiny breast, giving the hard nipple a playful tweak, then down between her thighs. Two fingers found their way deep inside the beautiful black girl in a moment, and Marika began frigging her urgently, bending the passive black girl over backwards as her lips reached down for one, almost flat young breast.

"Oh my God child," she said. "You taste delicious."

Indira just moaned, looking back to where Diva was literally devouring their previously reluctant quail, holding Coco's head up between her thighs.

The pair looked back at Coco's naked body and Marika smiled at the slender girl in her arms.

"She's a real treat, isn't she?" Marika said softly.

"Certainly is," Indira agreed.

"I wonder..." Marika began. "Do you know her secret?"

"What secret?" Indira replied, looking puzzled.

"Oh," Marika smiled. "She likes to have her bum licked, that one," the woman grinned.

"Really?"

"Straight up," the woman nodded, smiling.

"You done that with her?"

"Ha! No. Not me," she replied. "Our cute little Japanese friend," she nodded.

"She pretends she doesn't like it. She likes to struggle at first," Marika told the girl, "but then she keeps coming back for more," she smiled. "They're always at it," she giggled.

Indira looked unsure.

"Try it. Just once," Marika smiled.

A wicked smile spread over Indira's face. "Oh yeah," the slender girl exclaimed with a grin, quickly returning to her place.

She looked back to the woman for reassurance, and Marika just smiled and nodded.

As Diva continued sucking at Coco's pussy, Indira gripped the buttocks and spread them apart, looking up at Marika again one last time for her final affirmation, as Coco's legs began to kick more wildly.

Again the woman nodded, so she pressed her face to the crease, and instantly Coco's legs alternately started to kick violently out to either side.

Coco's two assailants gripped her more firmly, with Indira's arms now wrapped firmly around the inverted girl's waist, and she pressed her mouth tightly into the crease, lapping lasciviously, amid struggles and cries of objection, while Diva sucked at her clitoris and gnawed at the small girl's bald little pussy mound.

The wild scene ensued for almost a minute, with the two girls greedily consuming their helpless victim, until the struggling slowly began to subside. Diva and Indira kissed, their heads above the open crotch of their reluctant partner, then returning to attend the inverted girl, they kissed the tops of the bare thighs, lapping into the joints and the shaven labia, while the legs continued to move out sideways, but this time far more calmly.

Marika could now see Coco's head hanging down between Diva's parted thighs, the eyes watching as her head bobbed up and down, clearly lapping at the open crotch above her. Every now and then she would throw her head back, closing her eyes in pleasure before pressing her open mouth back to the plumper girl's pussy, returning the pleasure she was being afforded.

Marika just smiled and backed out of the tent, closing the zipper entrance as she departed, chuckling to herself.

-----

Within minutes she located the source of Camilla's unmistakable voice, and she unzipped the tent opening to find the petite Spaniard lying between the two Filipino girls.

"Well, hello," she said, disturbing them. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything," she smiled.

"Of course you are," Camilla replied, "but don't let that worry you. I need another partner to help get me... on a high," she grinned.

"Well... here I am," Marika told her. "At least you could get up and greet me properly.

Camilla rose to meet their beautiful, hostess, both remaining kneeling in the restricted space as they kissed.

"Mmmm. You taste of pussy," Marika told the girl, reprising her greeting to Indira.

"What did you expect?" Camilla replied, as Marika turned to kiss the other two girls.

"Hmmm. You too," she told them. "Have they both been eating you?"

"Not nearly enough," Camilla laughed.

"And... did they both make you come?"

They all smiled, nodding.

"Well, now it's my turn. Lay back," Marika ordered. "You think you can come again?" she asked.

"Depends how goodyou are," Camilla smiled.

For some time the three Filipinos took Camilla to the moon and back, until at last Marika decided thatshe would like to be the centre of attention for a while.

"Oh, by the way..." she mentioned to Camilla, "I forgot to tell you. There's someone outside waiting for you."

"Oh, I didn't think Simon would be on guard until later," Camilla replied. "I'd best go find him," she said.

Marika smiled to herself as the nubile Spaniard got up to leave the tent, reaching for a towel to wrap around and hide her modesty, just in case there might be others around to witness her nudity. She realised, of course, that she had already stripped in front of most of the team, which made the exercise seem a little pointless, but she felt more comfortable that way.

-----

As Marika took Camilla's place, settling down between the two beautiful Filipinos, she said discreetly to Aurora and Imelda, "I never said it was Simon," which made the two girls gasp in surprise, then both giggled.

Once outside the tent, Camilla peered around. Immediately she was grateful that shehad decided to take the towel, as the only person she could see anywhere was Flash Walters. He was wearing just a pair of underpants as he sat leaning up against a tree, casually holding a rifle while scanning around at the soft amber glow from the perimeter. He seemed to be doing his job OK, but not paying too much attention to anywhere in particular - until he spotted Camilla, that is.

"Oh. Hello," he greeted her quietly as she came into view, his voice very soft and low, so as not to disturb the sleeping campers.

Flash had always felt there was nothing more inspiring than to meet a beautiful girl when you're all alone - especially if she can be convinced to engage in conversation while clad in nothing but a towel. And this particular girl was a real gem. He looked her up and down, admiring every inch of her - the beautiful long, shining dark hair, the slender neck, the bare arms and shoulders, the long shapely legs extending from below the flimsy towel that she had wrapped around her, and the firm shapely bust that was currently not particularly well hidden from view.

Flash had admired Camilla for some time, and had been hankering after such an opportunity as this to get better acquainted. Now she was here - obviously naked beneath the towel she had wrapped around her body, passing under the arms and tucked in at the front betwen her lovely firm'B cup' breasts.

"Hello," she replied. "I thought my boyfriend was supposed to be here," she announced, sounding confused.

"Well?" he replied, holding out his arms to the sides as if to say, 'Here I am'.

She looked puzzled for a moment.

"I don't think Simon will be on duty for another two hours or more," he smiled.

It was then that the penny dropped. "Oh... I think I see what's going on here," she told him, a mischievous smirk on her face. "Looks like Marika has set me up," she added.

He gave, her an understanding smile. "Why don't you come and sit with me?" he asked. "I could use some company."

"You're Flash aren't you?" she queried.

"That's me," he smiled.

"But that can't be your proper name, is it?"

"No. It's Ray," he told her. "Ray Walters."

"Ah yes. I think I remember now," she replied. "I guess it must get lonely sitting out here all by yourself for hours on end," she said. "OK. Perhaps we could sit for just a few minutes then," she agreed.

He didn't like to tell her he had only been there for less than half an hour, and he planned to do two stints, so he had easily another ninety minutes before Nathan would relieve him.

She smiled awkwardly as she took a place leaning against the tree beside him, while trying to keep her private parts under wraps as she sat down.

"I've seen it all before," he joked, as she struggled to keep the top around her bust and the lower edge covering her bare pussy, but she wriggled into position gamely.

"So... How are you liking the trip so far?" he asked.

"You mean apart from watching a girl getting eaten by ants?" she replied.

"Yeah... that was horrible," he conceded, "but I hope you don't think I had any choice in the matter?"

"Oh no," she assured him. "I know you did the only thing possible," she said, turning to smile kindly at him.

"I'm glad you said that," he told her. "I know there are plenty of others who don't think that way," he said, turning away.

She had the feeling he was hiding a tear. "It's OK," she smiled. "I know it can't be easy being the only one who has the courage to do what is necessary," she smiled.

He seemed to be choking on a reply, which never came.

"It's OK to be sensitive," she smiled.

"You're very understanding," he told her, thanking her in a round-about way for her kindness. "I find I often don't get too much support when tough decisions have to be made," he confided.

He dropped his head again, and she turned to face him, causing the towel to slip, almost revealing her bare breasts.

"Oops," she giggled. "Can't be doing that out here," she told him, smiling. "People will talk," she chuckled again.

He remained silent.

"You know... Ray is a much nicer name," she smiled.

He turned to gaze into her eyes, and suddenly she saw an entirely different person - not the rough, brash explorer that had set out with them, but a gentle, sensitive man who she assumed felt forced to put up a cold hard exterior to keep his inner feelings at bay. She turned her head away again, and he leaned over to gently kiss her bare shoulder. She didn't respond - neither to acknowledge the kiss, nor to shy away from it. He leaned in closer, this time to kiss the nape of her neck, and she felt an excited shiver that made her giggle softly.

"You are so beautiful," he told her, touching her chin and turning her face toward him again. She tried to hide a smile, but it was already there in her face.

They stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds as the moment took them unawares. Closer together they moved, so slowly, sensually, their lips almost touching - then Camilla suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry. I can't be doing this," she told him, pulling back and turning her face away, clearly embarrassed. She felt she was betraying her boyfriend.

Nothing was said for almost half a minute, until finally she told him, "I really think I should be going."

"Why?" was all he replied.

She turned to look back at him. There was an almost pleading expression on his face, and she thought, 'Yes... why?'

She stared into his eyes again - gazing at the soft, fragile vulnerability of the rough, tough man, and she melted.

This time their lips touched - gently at first, then moving together more firmly as she allowed her tongue to probe his mouth - and his hers. In seconds they were kissing fervently, his arms closing around her towel clad body. The towel slipped, and at first she tried to recover it, but she was lost in the embrace. The kiss persisted, and the towel slipped again. This time she didn't try to catch it. Now it fell completely open. Suddenly she was half naked in his arms, and she didn't care.

"Oh Ray," she sighed. "We shouldn't be doing this," she told him.

"Why not?" he asked.

She didn't reply. Instead she released the towel, allowing it to crumple in her lap. Now her entire naked body was completely exposed as she sat there unprotected - the firm young breasts, the smooth flat tummy, the shaven groin hidden only by her seated position, and the beautiful shapely thighs clenched together to hide her most private parts from his keen gaze.

He slid one arm behind her back, his other hand rising to grip one firm young breast as he kissed her again.

"Oh no," she moaned softly, his hand kneading the firm flesh as he rolled the nipple gently between thumb and forefinger.

"Please stop," she breathed weakly, as his hand slid down over the smooth, flat tummy, coming to rest in her lap, kissing her again.

"Oh. Oh no," she whimpered, her knees parting slightly as his fingertips found the sensitive flesh of her shaven mound, then the camel-toe, his middle finger stroking, teasing, caressing.

"Oh God. Ray," she moaned, kissing him again as her knees parted a little more, and his finger slipped into the moist slit.

She leaned back in his arms and he bent over her, two fingers now spreading her labia as his head moved down and his lips found her breast.

Her body began to gyrate slowly in time with the gradual motion of his fingers as they found their way into her, and his mouth opened slightly to take one firm breast, kissing and licking gently as his delicate passion drove her wild.

"Stop! You have to stop now!" she suddenly demanded.

He stopped and stared at her in surprise. She said nothing more as he drew back, releasing his grip in the belief that she was about to run, and the opportunity for any copulation was surely over.

But instead she gave him a coy smile, turning to spread the towel on the leaf covered forest floor, in the same moment revealing her slender naked back and pert young derrière to him. She turned, making no attempt to hide herself - the beautiful ripe breasts, the slender torso and the shaven groin with its pale creamy camel toe, and those perfect shapely thighs. He didn't look further, his eyes immediately drawn back to her naked torso as she squatted down and lay back.

Camilla had already been afforded several orgasms this evening, but for a girl who loves sex (and who doesn't), there's nothing like the real thing, and having a thick, hot, hard cock moving inside her was what she really craved right now. And she could see his straining at the leash - or more accurately, his underpants, and they both knew that she too was ready.

He took up a reclined posture beside her, gazing down at her exquisite beauty as she looked up at him. If anyone had suggested that just one day after their first meeting, she would be lying naked on the ground in the jungle, waiting for him to make his move, she would have told them they were crazy. But by the same logic, only three weeks ago she had allowed Simon to take her within two hours of them meeting, so this wasn't so very different.

Anyway, here she was - and here he was lying beside her. His hand began to caress her body - nothing too intimate at first - just the tummy and her hips. He reached up to stroke her cheek, touching her chin and turning her face toward his, then leaning over to kiss her.

"Shouldn't you be watching for wild animals or something?" she asked, teasing.

He smiled back. "No wild animals around here," he replied.

She looked surprised. "Well... what is all the security for?" she asked.

"That is exactly what it is for," he smiled. "To ward them off," he added. "The perimeter will alarm if anything comes near," he told her, "but nothing is going to approach the light," he assured her. "Animals don't hunt in areas where people are. They get to know that we have guns and can kill them," he smiled.

"So... nothing is goiing to disturb us then?" she queried.

"That's right," he grinned.

"Only... what if someone comes out of a tent?" she asked.

"That isn't going to do happen either," he assured her. "They're all either sleeping or having sex with each other," he assured her.

"What about Simon?" she asked.

"Ha! Simon?" he laughed. "I can hear him snoring from here."

"Oh," she smiled, slowly raising her arms above her head and arching her back to raise her tummy, parting her knees slightly to expose herself completely. "Well, I suppose I'll have to submit to anything you want then?" she prompted.

"Looks that way," he smiled, leaning over to kiss her again.

His arm crossed over her body and gripped her waist gently, pulling her toward him, and as they kissed again, his hand moved up to caress one firm young breast.

"Oh Sir," she said, feigning a demure reaction. "Whatare you doing?"

"Part your knees and I'll show you," he smiled, pushing his underpants down and out of the way, to release his erection.

"Oh my goodness!" she declared, at last able to fully appreciate the size of the thing. "I thought my boyfriend was well endowed," she told him, "but..."

"Camilla?" he interrupted.

"Yes?"

"That's the only word I need to hear from you," he told her, climbing on top of her.

"You will be gentle... won't you?" she asked.

"As gentle as a lamb," he told her, reaching down to align the tip of his erection with the moist slit between her legs.

"Oh no. Oh no," she moaned softly.

"Just relax my love," he told her, softly.

"It's not that easy when something that big is stretching you," she replied.

"I'll go slowly," he breathed, gently working it back and forth, gradually easing the tip into her.

Her eyes and mouth opened wide as she realised just how much it didn't fit, and she let out a few whimpers and groans. It went on for almost a minute, moaning and straining, until at last she began to relax.

"There," he smiled at her. "That wasn't too bad, was it?"

She smiled bravely, clearly still in some pain.

"OK," he said. "Now let's see about the rest of it, shall we?"

"The... The rest?" She stared in disbelief as he pushed again, and she felt yet more stretching deep inside her.

"No. No. Please no," she began to sob.

"Oh. You pretty, tight little beauty," he smiled.

"Oh my God," she gasped. "I never imagined..."

"Won't be long now," he interrupted. "It's always the first bit that's most difficult," he told her, working it back and forth while penetrating a little deeper with each stroke. "Nearly there," he said softly, trying to reassure her.

He moved his hips slowly back and forth, easing a little more into her with each gentle push. Three inches. Four inches. Four and a half. Five inches. Five and a half. Six. Six and a half. Seven. Seven and a half... and all the time she lay beneath him, gasping and sobbing as he pushed more and more into her.

"Should I stop?" he asked.

She forced a smile, shaking her head wildly, then the shocked expression returned to her face as he pushed again.

By the time the entire length was inside her, there was a look of disbelief on her face, still sobbing silently, but with her eyes and mouth wide open, amazed at how incredible it felt.

"You want me to stop?" he asked.

"Don't you... dare," she gasped. "Anyway... No point... now... is there," she smiled bravely.

'Oh my God," she thought. 'I never imagined I would ever find anyone who could match the way Simon fucks me... but here he is. And it feels so good'.

She found herself wishing he was a little shorter - so he could reach down to suck her nipples while he was fucking her.

"Oh my God, Ray," she moaned. "This is the best I've ever known," she moaned. "Fuck me Ray. Just fuck me," she groaned. "Harder. Harder," she demanded, and he tried for all he was worth to fulfil her desires.

Every now and then he would slow down or stop for a moment, and she realised he was saving himself for things to come - literally. Then he would start again, slowly building up speed, bringing her toward a climax. A few times the feeling subsided, but a couple of times (with the help of her fingers tweaking her own nipples or reaching down to stimulate herself) she reached an orgasm of epic proportions, yet still he continued to fuck her.

She began to wonder if he would ever tire, but he just went on and on.

They remained united that way for almost an hour, with Flash taking short'slowing' breaks from his endeavours every now and then, but never uncoupling, until at last he decided that enough had truly been enough. Suddenly, with a burst of renewed energy, he began to fuck her in earnest, with long regular strokes, so hard and deep, then gradually shorter - quicker, until at last he filled her with an entire day's worth of pent up passion, by which time she had orgasmed three more times.

After their mutual joy together, they lay beside one another on her towel, soaked in sweat, with her head resting on his arm where she quickly fell asleep. Flash on the other hand was still wide awake. He found himself unable to draw his gaze from her beautiful naked form, his fingertips occasionally stroking her shoulders and breasts, particularly the beautiful soft, dark nipples, and her tummy and thighs (and higher). But diligently, he kept one eye still scanning the perimeter fence. He hadn't wanted to worry her, but an occasional animal had ventured near - probably just curious to see what the glow was, but whatever it was, it had been scared away, clearly deciding not to push its luck.

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Camilla must have slept soundly for at least half an hour, during which time Flash had eventually moved away, propping himself up against the tree once more, while still watching her, naked and asleep. Before long he wanted her again, but he knew it would soon be time for someone else to arrive, relieving him of his duty there.

And in due course, Nathan came by to take his watch, but on seeing the naked beauty asleep by Flash's feet, his eyes almost popped.

"Hey. What's this?" the big black guy asked, smirking. "You got yourself a sexy toy to play with?"

"Oh, just one of the girls came by to cheer me up," Flash confided.

"Oh yeah," he smiled, lustily. "I wonder if she'd like to cheer me up too?" he smiled.

"Why don't you ask her?" Flash suggested, although he wasn't really all that sure he wanted to share the girl.

"I got a better idea," Nathan told him. "You just go get some shut-eye an' let me work somethin' out with the lady," he grinned.

Flash knew exactly what Nathan had in mind towork out with the lady, but he wasn't about to go picking a fight with the big guy. So he took himself away, off to the tent where he knew Camilla had left the two Filipino girls - where Marika was now enjoying their company.

As soon as he was gone, Nathan laid himself down beside the naked beauty. He gazed at her perfect emancipated form, admiring every last detail as she lay there sleeping. It seemed she was enjoying some beautiful dream, and she smiled and moaned softly as her naked body moved beside him.

He reached out to caress her shoulder and one upper arm as she lay on her side, and she turned slightly, smiling as she enjoyed the touch of her dream lover. He tickled her tummy gently, and she laughed softly. He caressed one bare breast gently, cupping his hand over the full shape while squeezing it gently, and she turned onto her back, still sleeping as she moaned, parting her knees for the lover in her dreams. His hand moved down to caress her bare, shaven mound, and she instinctively spread her legs a little wider, allowing his finger to find her camel-toe and she gasped, raising her knees to either side.

He peered closely into her face, but she was definitely still sleeping, so he pushed his underpants down past his knees to his ankles, allowing him to move his erection across, resting it on her hip as he swung his leg over to place one knee between hers, while gripping the breast more firmly.

That was the moment when she awoke.

At first she was smiling, fully expecting that it was Ray Walters waking her for more lovemaking, but instead she opened her eyes to find the big black man beside her.

She was about to scream out in horror, but in an instant, his hand was across her mouth to silence her.

"Don't you go callin' out now," he warned. "Don't wanna go disturbing the others, do we?" he smiled. "That would never do."

As he held her down, his left forearm was across her right forearm with his big hand covering her mouth, and his other hand quickly moved over her body to grip her wrist, using his weight to pin her on her back beneath him.

"Hmmm. Yo's a real beauty, an' that fo' sure", he mused, raising himself slightly to take in the perfection of her exquisite naked body, trapped beneath him.

"Now... what you suppose we could do out here, all naked together? Hmmm?" he asked

Her eyes were wide with fear and she tried to shake her head, but he was holding her tightly.

"Mmmm. Lovely tits," he mused. "Mind if I have me a taste?" he asked, reaching down with his lips to kiss, then lick one pert little nipple as she struggled. "Oh. Sweet," he smiled, reaching down again to suck it gently. "Mmmm. You like that?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"No matter," he smiled. "I do," he told her, sucking it again. "You and me, we's gonna have us some fun together," he told her, climbing on top and forcing both of his knees between hers.

She could feel the underside of his erection rubbing against her camel-toe, and he moved his hips to work it back and forth, sliding it across her mound. She was terrified, but despite her reluctance, he was getting her wet.

"Oh yeah," he purred, feeling the slippery wetness of her pussy against his shaft. "I think yo's ready," he smiled.

Again she tried to shake her head, but his big hand held her tightly.

"You don't wanna fight me," he warned, although he was smiling as he said it.

She shook her head.

"Am I gonna have a problem with you?" he asked.

She just stared up at him - terrified.

"Am I?" he asked again, more determinedly.

She shook her head, her eyes wide with fear, and he smiled.

"Good girl," he said softly. "Now... Let's get down to it, shall we?" he asked.

She shook her head again.

"Wrong answer honey," he said. "Try again. We's gonna get down to it, ain't we?"

She stared up in fear, nodding rapidly.

"Hmmm. That more like it," he smiled.

Nathan was one of those few gifted guys who could guide it to the spot without having to use his hand, or to see what he was doing. He could get it to where he wanted it just by feel. He moved back slightly, allowing his erection to slide down until the tip was just resting against her vulva.

"You gonna be a good girl now. OK?" he asked, a warning tone in his voice.

She nodded, clearly afraid.

"You ever had a big black cock inside you?" he asked, smiling.

She shook her head - her eyes wide in terror.

"Well..." he told her, "I got nine inches here," he smiled, "an' it all for you," he grinned.

She shook her head again, but he was already applying the pressure. A short push and she felt the stretching - not so very unlike when Flash had taken her, but more intense.

"Oh yeah baby," he moaned as he felt the tip pop inside her, and she let out a cry.

"Oh... You like that, don'cha," he smiled.

She shook her head in denial, but he studied the look on her face as he moved slowly, and he could tell it was nothing but pure denial.

"Don't give me that honey," he countered. "I ain't never had no girl who didn't just love my cock inside her."

He pushed deeper and she threw her head back, letting out a muffled groan through the hand that still covered her mouth.

"You gonna make a noise if I let go?"

She shook her head.

"You be sure now?" he warned.

She nodded.

"I don't wanna have no problem with you."

Again she shook her head, the eyes wide with fear.

"Good girl," he said, kissing her shoulder.

He released the pressure over her mouth and she just lay there, allowing him to have his way, her head jerking back with each thrust of his manhood, penetrating bit by bit, deeper with each stroke.

"Oh baby. You love that, don'cha."

She just gave him half a smile, not really wanting to admit even to herself that it felt good. She turned her head to one side, and he leaned over her to kiss her neck and shoulder.

"Oh my God. I jus' love fuckin' white chicks," he growled in her ear.

"I never had a black cock before," she whimpered, "but it feels so... so... tight," she told him. It was almost as if she was humouring him, but he took it.

"Want somethin' a bit rough?" he asked.

"How rough?" she replied.

He lifted her from the ground, still thrusting into her, and as her body rose he gripped a handful of hair, pulling her head back and pushing deeper, making her cry out with pain - a combination of the thick shaft stretching her, and the pain from her hair being pulled back.

"Oh yeah. You like that, don'cha. I can tell," he smiled. "Ain't never met a girl who didn't like my cock inside her, he grinned, pulling her head further back, arching her back as he reached down to kiss one firm breast.

She began crying out, "Agh, Agh, Agh," repeatedly from the pain as he yanked on her hair, and from the stretching as he thrust more of his thick, hard shaft into her - and the more she cried the harder he fucked her.

"Oh yeah baby. So sweet," he mused, lapping and sucking at one ripe breast then the other as he reamed her.

'Oh my God', she thought. 'How can this possibly get any better?'

By now she was sweating profusely and moaning like a whore, and he lapped between her breasts, devouring the flavour of the day's efforts and the fresh new sweat from her naked body as he ravished her. She was sobbing and writhing as he took her, thoroughly amazed at how he could be so rough, and she still liked it. Harder and harder he fucked her, ramming his shaft into her again and again, until at last he delivered the gift he had been working on for so long.

It was some minutes later, while they were lying together that she asked, "You won't tell my boyfriend... will you?"

"Which one?" he joked.

"Simon," she laughed, giving him a playful slap on his shoulder.

"Oh. I thought you meant Flash," he replied.

"Ray isn't my boyfriend," she told him, smirking.

"Could'a fooled me," he told her. "OK. Fuck buddy then," he corrected himself.

"More like it," she conceded, chuckling softly.

"Nah. I ain't gonna tell..." he smiled, "so long as we do this again," he added as an afterthought.

She turned to look at him without replying, but her smile said it all.

It was almost time for Nathan to give up his post on guard, so he gave the girl a gentle shake to wake her.

"Time you was getting back to your girlfriends," he told her.

"What timeis it?" she asked.

"Time your boyfriend was coming out on watch," he told her. "Yourreal boyfriend I mean," he grinned.

"Oh shit," she cursed.

She grabbed the towel and quickly wrapped it around her, hurrying off to the tent where she had left Marika and the two Filipino girls.

"Oh. Nice of you to come back," Aurora teased.

"Been having fun?" Imelda asked, smirking.

"What do you mean?" Camilla replied.

"I'm surprised you didn't wake the entire camp," Marika told her.

"Oh God. Was it noisy?" she asked.

"Not too bad," Marika told her, "but I wouldn't go making a habit of it, she added. You never know who else might be listening," she teased.

"Well, I'm sorry if I kept you awake," Camilla snapped.

"Don't apologise to us," Aurora told her.

"Just have an answer ready for your boyfriend, in case he asks," Imelda added, as Marika got up to leave.

The statuesque woman left the tent and was just returning to her own, when Nathan came along - complete with his underpants.

"Oh. Hello," she smiled, invitingly. "You been busy tonight, have you?" she asked, glancing down at the flaccid bulge in his underpants.

"I was jus' about to wake Simon for his turn on watch," he told her.

She looked disappointed. "Then I guess you're tired now... are you?" she asked.

"Had a busy day," he confessed, with a shrug. "Could do wi' some sleep," he admitted.

"Hmmm. Pity," she smirked. "Maybe if I catch you early enough tomorrow," she suggested, "perhaps you could show me what happens on watch?" she smiled.

"Be happy to," he agreed. "G'night."

"Goodnight," she replied.

Nathan looked around in the darkness to see Simon huddled over to one side, and Daniel cowering at the back of the tent, probably anticipating another unwanted cuddle with the big black guy.

"Your turn on watch," Nathan called to the academic on the far side. "C'mon. Up an' at 'em," his deep voice seemed to resonate.

Simon dragged himself up and headed for the entrance.

"Yo' know what to look for?" Nathan asked him.

"Wild animals?" Simon queried.

"Easier than that," Nathan replied. "Jus' keep yo eyes on the perimeter all around. If anythin' comes close, the glow will get brighter. That mostly enough to scare predators off," he smiled. "Jus' keep yo rifle ready an' be prepared to shoot anythin' that gets too curious. We can always eat it fo' breakfast," he laughed.

"How long are we doing this?" Simon asked as he began to crawl out of the tent.

"Well, there's four o' us on a rota just now, so two sessions apiece at an hour a time should take us to morning," Nathan replied.

Simon looked at him strangely. He was curious as to why sometimes Nathan was fairly clearly spoken, and other times he seemed to revert to almost slang speaking. He shrugged. Maybe it was when he was speaking quickly, that he paid less attention to diction, but no matter - as long as he was understood.

Just as he was leaving, Nathan called after him. "Want some company fo' yo first time?"

"No! No thanks," Simon replied hurriedly, suddenly sounding quite nervous. He had visions of the big guy wanting to get up close and personal, like he had witnessed with Daniel when they first lay down that evening. He felt almost sorry to leave the lad alone with the big guy again, but he had a good excuse - he had to take his turn on watch.

Quickly, he hurried out, leaving Daniel alone with Nathan.

There was an awkward silence

"You're not going to... do anything, are you?" came Daniel's worried voice.

Nathan laughed softly. "Nah kid," he replied, thinking of the amazing hour he'd just spent with Camilla. "No... I's found me somethin' much sweeter," he said softly.

At roughly the same time Marika was returning to her own tent to find Jason and Okinawa lying side by side. The girl was sleeping in his arms, with one leg across his groin and her head on his shoulder.

"Sorry to wake you baby," she said to her tired partner...

To the Reader:

You're not sure which one I mean here, are you - he he ;)

... "but... it's my turn now," she smiled, pulling Okinawa away and kissing the half sleeping girl. "You can have her back in the morning," she smiled, spreading the girl out and crouching down between her thighs. "I fancy something nice and tasty," she said softly.

"And I fancy something warm and juicy," he replied, moving around behind her raised derrière.

"Oh yes. Oh yes," they both moaned in unison.

---------- To Be Continued ----------

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