Bridal Bungle in the Jungle Ch 11-14

Chapter 11

As Jess watched the woman react to her seed, the amount of willpower required to keep her from leaping down to join in the festivities nearly made her pop a blood vessel. She bit her lip and grabbed onto the tree as the outsider woman continued to finger herself. Her heart seemed to pump in time with the woman's hips, each gyration sending a pulse of blood to her ears.

Just a little longer... just have to be sure...

"How's it goin'?"

She jumped as Leelee brushed up beside her, the lemur grinning in response. "Looks like Kallouka would be proud, Jess remember step two: hold."

With her hand still wrapped around her cock, Jess flashed a pained smile. "Yes... yes Jess remember... step two." she said, before pointing down, "But-but it look like the seed worked, so..."

Leelee smirked. "Maybe... maybe... but even if seed did work, then does Jess know what do next?"

Jess froze, her mouth slowly opening, then closing again. A few seconds passed, the cogs struggling to spin. Then, all of a sudden, her eyes lit up. "Ahh! Jess judge! Jess get to judge!"

Thwap! "Wrong!"

Jess recoiled as the lemur struck her shoulder. Then, she bared her teeth in a snarl. "No... no, Jess know Jess right!"

"Really?" Leele said as rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "So how does Jess judge when Jess not know about outsider?"

She paused, her scowl gradually shifting to an embarrassed grin as she scratched her head. "Well... Jess just watch... see if she good or not. Yes, that what Jess does... yes. Yes!"

Aside from the moans of the woman below, the two squatted in silence. Jess kept trying to look away, but the lemur continued to shoot her a skeptical, smug look. Cock soft and leg shaking, eventually Jess sighed. "Ok, maybe Leelee right... What step Jess forget, again?"

"Step three. Speak."

"Speak!" she said in a whisper, throwing her head back in recognition. "Well, Jess meant that, Jess just... Jess thought it was... uh..." Her voice dropped again. "What... what Jess supposed to speak about?"

The lemur shrugged. "How's Leelee supposed to know? Jess is the one with big cock and boobs, not Leelee. What Kallouka say before? Jess seem to remember everything these days."

Jess paused, scratching her butt in recollection. "Kallouka... Kallouka said... Ahh!" she smiled. "Kallouka said that Jess should talk about island. Ask questions about where outsider come from. Why outsider is here. Things like that."

"Mhmm, and then... what? What happens after she answers those?"

Her eyes glimmered, cock hardening again. "Then, Jess judge."

Just as her gaze returned, the outsider let out a cry of ecstasy, a torrent of her juices pouring down her thighs and onto the log. The two watched in surprise as something shiny shot out from between her legs and onto the ground. "What the..."

"Jess..." Leelee said, pointing down at the object in the leaves. "What is that?"

"Maybe a tool? Look like it was inside outsider..."

Leelee shrugged, "Maybe. Look like that thing was in her butt."

"Do outsiders mate with... butt?"

"Maybe, but if Kallouka say outsiders are like gatherers, no. Maybe it just for butt pleasure."

Jess nodded, her gaze returning to the outsider. "Butt pleasure... Does that feel good?"

As she started to fixate on the woman's ass, however, she was once again swatted on the shoulder. "No, no, not time for this" Leelee said, shaking her head. "Focus! Stop thinking with lower head."

"Jess know, Jess know."

"And remember, speak, then judge. But speak enough!"

"Right... right!"

"No short cuts!"

"Again, Jess know!"

Jess shook her head and leaned forward. How hard could it be?

Yet, as she watched the outsider climb atop the log and stare at her seed, a pang of anxiety shot through her. Fuck. Had she used too much? Would the outsider realize? Would she not get to judge now? What if she ran-

No!

Jess clapped both of her cheeks, forcing the smile and lust to fade. In its place came a fierce scowl. Speak first, then judge! No doubt, confidence! Seen enough, now time to act!

Without further delay, she stood up and grabbed hold of a vine with one hand, and her spear in the other. After an affirming nod to Leelee, she grunted and dropped to the jungle floor.

Thump!

Jess landed in a crouch, her spear thrusting into the ground beside her. Though she'd done it many times, she took her time, showing she wasn't in a hurry. Don't rush; do it right.

She took a deep breath and raised her eyes. With a confident grunt, Jess captured the outsider's gaze with her own. Her eyes narrowed and teeth grit together. Yet, rather than out of malice, she did this out of necessity.

Afar, it had been easy to focus on being serious. However, as Jess faced the woman in such proximity, maintaining such focus became infinitely more challenging. Mainly due to her appearance.

She was a goddess. Her skin was like milk, smooth and soft. And her hair... like clouds. The way it hung down over her shoulders, flowing in the breeze as if it belonged in the sky. As if she herself belonged there, but chose to grace the land with her presence. So, to maintain eye contact with a deity... it seemed impossible. Not to mention...

As her gaze dropped, Jess quickly forced her eyes back to the outsider's face. No! Bad! Speak, then judge, she reminded herself. No shortcuts!

With another grunt, she rose from her crouched position and pointed the spear at the outsider. Then finally, she spoke. "Me, Jess, Azure Ape of Splitback Island, Protector of Jungle. Me ask why outsider is here!"

There was considerable pride in her chest as the words came out. Jess had tirelessly practiced the proclamation again and again with Kallouka, correcting every wrong word and errant smile. While the ape had voiced her concerns before, the jungle futa was certain she'd have approved.

But as she opened her eyes, she found the outsider staring back with a baffled look on her face.

Jess frowned. Maybe she is just overwhelmed? Oh, maybe she spoke Lia's language. Of course!

Thus, she repeated the statement again, but in the language of the tribes. "Me, Jess, Azure Ape of Splitback Island, Protector of Jungle." then, added, "You say name now."

Yet the expression remained. The woman looked at her, then at the spear, then at her again. After a few seconds, she held up her hands and opened her mouth.

While the sounds that came out were exotic and beautiful, Jess was at a loss for what they meant. The woman continued to gesture and speak, her tone gentle, but still completely alien. Then, after a few more words, she stopped and waited.

Jess glanced up, a flash of fear in her eyes. "What outsider say?"

Leelee peeked out from the tree trunk and shrugged. "How should Leelee know? Never meet outsider before."

Her gaze returned to Celine, a nervous grin forming. "So... What do Jess do?"

"What Kallouka say to do?"

Though her face maintained a fierce disposition, Jess felt a cry of frustration building within her. Damn it Leelee! "Jess... not know... Kallouka just say jungle leads way but..."

"Mhmm... Jungle leads way so..."

"So..." Jess said, a nervous sweat pooling on her brow.

Leelee paused for a moment, then shrieked out. "Use the gem of the jungle!"

Both she and the outsider looked up at the lemur, though for different reasons. "What?"

"Use the gem! The one on Jess's neck!" she said, pointing at the crystal. "Duh!"

Her eyes shot open. Of course!

Jess took the crystal into her hand, rubbing it between her index finger and her thumb. As she did, a warm, electric sensation danced across her skin. Her breath hitched as the energy flowed from the stone into her veins, spreading through her body and pooling in her throat and ears. Once it settled, she could almost hear Kallouka's voice echoing in her mind: 'Listen to the jungle, and let it speak through you.'

With one final pulse, the warmth dissipated, her grip on the gem loosening. Then, after one last breath, she looked at the outsider and said once more, "Me, Jess, Azure Ape of Splitback Island, Protector of Jungle."

Her heart leapt in her chest as she saw a spark of recognition in the woman's eyes. Yes! The serious scowl fell from her face, a giddy smile alighting upon it instead. "Outsider understand, yes? Yes? Outsider understand?"

"Y-Yes!" Celine said, her words coming through to Jess. "Yes, I understand."

The jungle protector's smile widened as she started dancing. "Ha ha! It worked! Jungle help out Jess-"

"Jess!" Leelee interrupted. "Still holding spear. Not play time!"

She blinked, looking down at the spear, and then back at the outsider. Right... Judging.

Jess gripped the weapon tightly, forcing her grin to return to a scowl. "Yes! Yes! Important, big stuff! Now, um... what is name, Outsider!"

A confused smile faded as the woman cleared her throat. "Uh, uh, I am... I'm Celine. Celine Delacroix."

She cocked an eyebrow; her face scrunching up. "Dell-a-coy? What that?"

"What? Oh, uh, that is my last name. You see..." She paused. "Wait, how... um... how do I explain that? Do you have a name like that? A second name?"

"Jess just Jess."

"Ahh well... umm," She said with a curt laugh. "Then, you can just call me Celine."

Jess glanced up at Leelee, then shrugged. "Ok. Outsider. Outsider is Celine."

Celine nodded. "Yes, that's fine. Just... let's not do anything hasty..."

"Hasty? What Celine... oh!" She lowered her spear further. "Jess not plan to. Jess just have it for... bad outsiders."

"Right, right." Celine breathed. Her hands brushed across her skirt as she pressed her legs together. Then, she glanced up at Leelee and said, "So... assuming I'm not a 'bad outsider' uhh, what can I... what can I do for you and your friend?"

Jess felt a spark of heat in her loins at the question, her cock throbbing beneath the loincloth in response. Oh, outsider can do so, so much for Jess! Preferably on outsider's knees. As her erection flared up, however, her thoughts evaded her. "Um... Jess have to ask, have to ask... that good question--"

"Ask why she's here!" Leelee shouted.

"Right! Jess must know why Celine here! Who Celine?"

The woman blinked in confusion. "Oh, well... I'm an archeologist." As she saw the blank look on Jess's face, "Umm, that's someone who explores ruins and digs for old things."

"Why want old things?"

She leaned back against the tree. "Uhh... well old things can mean a lot to different people. Like... cultures and stories of the past."

Jess pursed her lips to the side, "So... Celine like stories?"

"Sort of," Celine continued, leaning back as she stroked her dress. "I think it's more... It's that old things are a way to learn about what stories used to be told. They show how we've grown, how another culture has grown, and how the past and the present are similar. There's a rush, you know, in seeing what people used to love, and how they are so similar to how we are now." Her eyes seemed to glimmer as she spoke, a smile spreading as the words went on.

As she watched the woman's expression, Jess felt a strange warmth in her chest. It was a similar feeling to when she watched Lia talk about the other islands, or Kallouka when she spoke of her own past. Yet, even with that, something else fluttered about within.

Then, a small smirk formed on the white-haired woman's face. "... Well, that, and they're worth a lot of money."

Jess merely nodded, not knowing what money was, nor really caring. With the way Celine said it, she was certain it must be good. So, smiling and nodding, she concluded, "Old things. Mhmm. Jess like old things too. Jungle very old. That why you come here?"

Celine's expression shifted, the smile souring into a frown. Her fingers fidgeted with the bark of the tree. "Uhh... no. Well, yes, but not really. Umm..." She motioned passively to her dress. "As you can probably tell, I'm getting married. Well, I was supposed to get married and... we were going to have our honeymoon here."

Married? While the power of the jungle could relay a good amount of information, that term drew nothing from Jess. Not wanting to show her ignorance, she looked back at the lemur, "What 'married' mean? And 'honeymoon?'"

The lemur shrugged, her tail swishing back and forth. "Leelee not a word storage!"

Jess looked back at Celine, her face scrunching in confusion. As the two locked eyes, the outsider's eyebrows raised in recognition, "Oh, sorry, you probably don't have that. Ummm... Married means we are... join our lives together. Like, live together, have kids... you know."

"Joining lives? Mating?"

Celine laughed and nodded. "Yes! Yes, mating. Sort of. It's a ritual where you promise to... uh... mate only the other one." She looked down at the ground, her expression becoming distant. "Or... you're supposed to."

"Supposed to?"

Celine looked up and shook her head. "Sorry. It's... It's nothing. Anyway, the honeymoon is where we go away to celebrate mating, just the two of us."

Jess nodded, her gaze drifting down. So, the woman wanted to mate? That was... good, yes, very good. Her eyes locked onto Celine's legs, her loins warming as she looked over them.

Pale, smooth, and soft. They looked so different from her own. She could imagine them wrapped around her waist as she pounded into her, her screams echoing through the jungle. Her cock throbbed, shifting under her loincloth. Jess's loins burned with desire, her fingers clenching and unclenching around the spear.

"Jess!" Leelee shrieked.

She snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushing."Ah! Right, yes. Married and... Honeymoon. Mhmm. Jess know." She cleared her throat, "So... you have mate?"

Her face fell, "Uh... well no. Apparently not. He decided to... uh... mate someone else. So..." She shook her head, taking a deep breath, "... so here I am."

Jess nodded. So that's how it was. While many of the animals during mating season took a number of mates, some would only take one. While she didn't quite understand why someone would want such a thing, there was no doubt in her mind that it had to be a special kind of pain to be rejected. "Jess understand. Maybe... maybe Jess can... help you not feel bad?"

Celine looked up, her eyebrows raising. "Help me not feel bad?"

Jess's eyes sparkled as she grinned, "Jess can show you jungle! Show things you like! Old things!"

"Old things?"

"Mhmm! And new things too! Jungle have lots of stories! Can find many things that have them!"

The dim in the outsider's eyes faded, her smile brightening. "I... Yes. I think I'd like that."

"Good! Jess can show outsider right-"

"AHEM!"

Jess blinked a few times before looking up at Leelee, who had her arms crossed. "Huh?"

Another swish of the tail. "Forgetting something."

After a long pause, she shook her head. "Oh! Oh... right." Jess looked back at Celine. "Uh... umm... for Jess to show outsider jungle, though, Jess need to make sure she won't hurt jungle. That mean... Jess need to judge."

The outsider looked at her, confused. "Oh, ok. Umm, judge how?"

Jess grinned, planting the spear tip-first into the ground. Then she placed her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest. "For Azure Ape to know if outsider good for Jungle, Azure Ape must see if outsider have jungle inside them!"

Celine blinked, then motioned for her to continue.

Jess's smile widened as she rocked her hips back and forth. "Jess and outsider mate!"

Celine froze, her mouth agape. "Wha... what!?"

"Jess and Celine mate! Jess see how much jungle Celine have!"

The outsider opened and closed her mouth a few times, her face growing red. "Well, I... I've... I've never uh... mated with a woman before..."

Jess cocked an eyebrow. "Jess not woman. Jess hunter."

"Uhhh... hunter?"

"Yes!" She pointed to herself. "Hunter of jungle." Then, pointing to the outsider, "Gatherer from outside."

Celine's eyes narrowed as she paused, glancing around before shrugging. "Well... umm... I'm not fully sure I get it..."

"Well... ah!" She pointed to the outsider again. "Outsider have only gash, so she gatherer." Then, pointing to herself, "Jess have gash and rod, so she a hunter!"

Once again, a look of confusion, "A... rod?" She pointed to the spear. "You mean that?"

Jess's grin widened as she shook her head. "No, no." Then she grabbed her loincloth and shifted it to the side. "This rod!"

Chapter 12

The number of small miracles that had transpired in the past thirty minutes were enough to send Celine's mind reeling.

Finding an aphrodisiac sap? That was in itself a month's worth of intrigue. A jungle woman straight out of Edgar Rice Burroughs' wet dream, chatting with a lemur? A decade. That same jungle woman, then, suddenly speaking English after touching a glowing stone? A lifetime.

And now... being asked to prove that she was worthy of being in the jungle via a mating ritual? She'd have pinched herself if not for the tree bark pressing against her skin. However, the nature of what that meant was... murky at best.

"A rod?" She asked, pointing at the spear. "You mean like that?" The assumption seemed like a clear winner, yet Jess simply shook her head. Ok, Maybe, maybe she has some kind of dildo? I've heard of some tribes using ivory or smooth stones but... why would that make someone a 'hunter'? Shouldn't it be something more with her--

"No, no." Jess grabbed her loincloth and shifted it to the side. "This rod!"

Her thoughts petered out as her gaze locked upon the massive member that sprung up from between Jess's legs. How... wait, what? What? A soft squeak was all that Celine could manage.

The thick shaft was easily longer than any man she'd ever been with, its bulbous head peeking out from her foreskin. It was dusky tan, matching the woman's skin, and veins pulsed along its length. At the base, a pair of plump, round balls rested, the skin cradling them in a smooth sack. She'd never seen a cock that she'd call attractive, and yet as she looked at Jess's, her mouth went dry. Celine gulped, her mind racing with a myriad of thoughts and feelings. "You have... you're a..."

Jess nodded and smiled. "Yes! Jess is hunter of jungle!" Her grin widened as she wrapped her fingers around her shaft, pumping it a few times. "See? Big, strong. Can hunt, can protect Jungle. Can hunt and mate with many gatherers!"

Celine blinked rapidly, her focus darting between Jess's face and her crotch. "Uh... yeah. Big... and strong..."

When she'd first heard how Jess would judge her, Celine was lukewarm on the idea. She'd never been into women, at least not sexually. After all, if she had been, she'd be married to Natalya, not Charles. So, while it wasn't preferable, it was a small price to pay for access.

However, with this new information... another concern spoke louder in her head. If... if she did this, what made her any different from Charles? How was this any better than what he had done to her?

Sure, the circumstances were different. He'd already broken the vow, after all. But still, just because he did... Did that make it right?

She looked at the woman, then lingered on her cock. It had been ages since she'd felt this way, her body yearning for someone. For someone new. Even when she was with Charles, it took effort to get ready.

Still this... it was madness. She barely knew the woman in front of her.

It was impossible. How could a woman have a cock in the first place?

It was... it was...

Interesting.

The word lingered in her head, sprouting a blossoming desire. Her mind raced with curiosity and intrigue. What would it be like to have sex with a woman? To feel her body against hers? To taste her skin? And, with her unique equipment...

A bloom of rebellion spread its petals within her, sending out retorts left and right.

'Charles cheated on you. It's over. It's not like you're going to stay married him.'

'What happens in the jungle stays in the jungle.'

'She's just so fucking hot...'

'He got to have fun, why can't you?'

'It's for science!'

While a few of the excuses were more convincing than others, she couldn't deny the appeal of them all. As her eyes lingered on the throbbing member, she felt her resolve waver. Perhaps it was the sap that still burned in her veins. Or the thrill of being with someone new. Or just her own pent-up frustration. Hell, perhaps it was a combination of all of them. Or none of them.

Maybe... maybe she just wanted to enjoy the fact that she had a choice.

Jess took a step forward, breaking Celine from her thoughts. "So... Outsider ready for judge?"

She made eye contact with the native woman, peering deeply into the ocean of her gaze. She knew she wasn't like Charles. Charles had taken advantage of her trust and hungered for more. This... This was different. In her heart, they weren't together. They wouldn't be for long, at least. So...

Why would she deny herself the chance?

A flush of arousal blossomed between her legs, warming her thighs. She bit her lip, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Alright, alright... I'll do it." She pushed her chest forward and fluttered her eyelashes. "So... how should we start?"

As the words left her, Jess's mind seemed to take a second to process them. Yet, once their meaning pierced through the language barrier, the effect was instant.

Her lips stretched into a wide grin as she hopped up. "Outsider accept! Good, good! Yes! Good!" Without a second thought, she skipped towards Celine, cock swaying with each bound. "Okay, okay then uh... first, first Jess need be wet." She grinned, thrusting her hips forward. "Outsider help, yes?"

Celine's breath hitched, her heart racing as the beast of a cock swung in front of her face. She had expected to have a moment to prepare. But as the member hung inches away, she found her thoughts grinding to a halt. No room for doubt now. With a gulp, she gazed back up at Jess. "I... I think I can do that."

Celine slowly raised her gloved hand up, taking hold of the eager member. As it twitched in her grip, she marveled at its weight and size, her fingers barely able to wrap around it. She could feel the warmth of the futa's skin through her gloves, and the folds of her foreskin as she rolled it back and forth, revealing a blistering head.

Her cheeks flushed as she stroked the member, eyes locked on its length. Each pump caused it to throb, its pulse matching her own. As the shaft stiffened, its skin pulled taut, revealing every contour of flesh and vein.

"Oooh... Celine's fingers so soft... so smooth..." Jess moaned, her hips rocking back and forth.

"Oh, those are just my gloves," Celine said with a nervous giggle.

"Mmm... gloves... Jess like gloves!"

Jess pressed against the outsider's grip, her cock twitching as its length slid forward. A bead of pre-cum slowly bubbled up from its tip, the white substance collecting into a neat pearl.

As Celine watched it grow, a familiar, musky aroma wafted over her. Her nostrils flared, eyes fluttering as the scent tickled her senses. Could it... No... No, that was impossible. It had been on the leaves. And yet... What if...?

Celine brushed back a few loose strands of her hair over her ear, then gazed up at Jess. "You said... You said you needed to be wet, right?"

"Huh?" Through her heavily lidded eyes, she barely registered the outsider's words. Then, gazing down at Celine, "Mhmm. Wet... yes."

"Well..." she said as she licked her lips. "I think... I have an idea..."

Chapter 13

Her words trailed off, but her actions punctuated the sentence. Celine leaned forward and opened her mouth at the base of Jess's cock. Then, with a single, deliberate motion, she ran her tongue along the length of the shaft.

Jess gasped at the warm sensation, letting out a low moan as Celine trailed up towards its head. Upon her arrival, Celine nursed on the tip, the bead of pre-cum coating her taste buds.

The taste struck her like a lightning bolt, a surge of heat shooting through her body. It was the same musky, sweet, earthy flavor that had ignited her earlier. But as the flavor danced on her tongue, it felt far more potent. While the drops from the leaves were akin to matches, this was like a flamethrower. Her body quivered as her loins flared up, a fresh wave of desire crashing through her veins.

Unable to control herself, the bride-to-be lapped at her wild lover's rod, eagerly taking in more of its sweet musk. Jess moaned at the increased attention, her hips bucking. "Ohhhh... that good... that good... Outsider very good!"

The combination of the strange, smooth fabric on Celine's hands and the wet, hot tongue around her cock sent sparks of pleasure up Jess's length. She watched, transfixed, as the outsider continued to explore her cock, a pressure inside her building up.

Then, Celine suddenly pulled back, gray eyes looking up at her own. Before Jess could complain, the outsider flashed a devilish smile. "Jess... do you know about this stuff coming from your cock?"

Jess furrowed her brow. "Stuff?" Then, seeing the pre-cum, "Oh! Celine mean seed of jungle?"

"Yes. This," Celine said, squeezing the shaft and coaxing another droplet to the tip. "This... this comes out of your cock, right?"

"Mhmm." Jess said with an impatient groan.

"So then... if this comes from your cock then..." she smirked, "why was it on the leaves above me?"

A deep blush crept across Jess's tanned cheeks. Shit. Caught.

She weighed the options in front of her. She could say others may have put it there, but that'd be a lie. A bad lie. Maybe she'd cum earlier that day? Not a lie... but not... not a lie. However, as she looked at the outsider, her heart sank. Only the truth would do.

"Ummm... well... Jess see outsider. So... Jess had to watch Outsider. And... and to judge outsider best... Jungle say to bless with seed so..."

A heavy silence fell over the clearing before Celine's eyes shone with a wicked glint. "Oh... did it now..."

"Mhmm..." Jess nodded, her eyes glancing away. "Jungle... Jungle have ways... many ways... Must follow..."

"Well, if that's the case..." The outsider sank from the log and fell to her knees, her skirt spreading out in the grass. Then, locking eyes with Jess, she flipped her hair back and put the cock's head to her lips. With a shuddering breath she whispered, "... Give me more."

Then, Celine opened her mouth and took in Jess's cock.

"Wooaahhhh!" Jess gasped in surprise, her hand flying to Celine's head. The feeling of the warm, wet mouth around her member was heavenly, like a divine gift. As she got more accustomed to it, her tanned fingers tangled in the outsider's soft locks, guiding Celine as she bobbed her head.

Jess's head rolled back, her eyes slipping shut. "Ohhh... Celine... good... very good..."

As praise rained down upon her, Celine felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her. However, a small amount of trepidation pooled in her stomach. Though she had taken the first few inches of the futa's cock, there was still so much more left to go. And while the taste and smell of her pre-cum was intoxicating, the shaft was almost too big for her mouth.

Yet, as she continued to bob her head, a newfound determination flared within her. If she was going to do this, she was going to go all in.

Thus, she took a deep breath in through her nose and pushed further. Inch after inch, the jungle cock filled her mouth. While tears welled up in her eyes, her grip on Jess's hips tightened, the bride-to-be refusing to let go.

A surge of arousal swept through her body as Jess watched the woman take her cock in deeper and deeper. She couldn't just watch. No, no, that was no good. She was the judge! She had to judge!

Celine let out a muffled gasp as she felt Jess's hips thrust forward. Another pang of fear went through her as her mouth was stuffed full of the native's cock. Could she do this? It'd been years since the last time someone had been so rough. Perhaps, no. No... no, she could... had to!

As Jess continued to rock her hips, Celine moved along with her. The rhythm of their bodies fell in sync as she pistoned her cock in and out of Celine's mouth. Jess's hands clung to her partner's hair, her grip firm, yet gentle.

At the same time, a haze of lust formed over Celine's eyes, penetrating deep into her mind. All worry was gone. In its place, she knew only one thing: she wanted more. To take it all! And she was so close... so close!

But as the rod twitched in her throat, it proved too much.

With a cough, Celine jerked back, a string of saliva still connecting the two. Her chest heaved as she took deep, gasping breaths, her fist clenched.

"Haahh... Hahh... S-sorry," she said as she looked up at Jess, a blend of frustration and embarrassment on her face. "I'm... I'm sorry... I'm not used to this... I..."

As Celine sputtered out excuses, she fell silent as Jess's hand cupped her cheek. Her thumb rubbed gentle circles on her skin as she gazed down, blue eyes filled with concern. "No worries, most have trouble first time. Jess big, after all. But Celine still good, though..." Her hand patted her member as she gave a warm smile. "... very good."

Celine blushed, another spurt of pride coming from the words. "R-Really?"

"Mhmm!" Jess nodded. "But... if hard for all... maybe try different way?"

"Different way?"

Jess's eyes shifted lower, staring at the cleavage of Celine's wedding dress. The outsider's eyes followed, a spark of understanding lighting up her face. "Oh! Right! Let me just..."

Celine reached up and pulled down the straps of her dress, further exposing her breasts. Then, she cupped her bosom and pushed it together; the cleavage forming a soft valley.

"Here, put it between..."

Yet Jess was way ahead of her. Before Celine could finish the sentence, the futa had thrust her hips forward, her cock slipping wetly into the heavenly space.

"Fuck... Oooh outsider breasts... so soft..." Jess cried out, biting her lip as the two mounds enveloped her rod.

Celine let out a short giggle, her eyes widening. "Oh! Oh my... wow. You really like that, huh?"

Jess nodded, still getting used to the rise and fall of the outsider's chest. While the position certainly had its perks for Celine, for her, it was otherworldly. Celine's skin was smooth and warm, with her ample cleavage cushioning Jess's cock in a way that made her knees weak. At first, all she could do was stand there, taking in the sensation. Anything more, and it'd be over in an instant.

Once the initial shock faded, Jess slowly rolled her hips. Her thick cock slid in and out of the valley of flesh, a mix of saliva and her pre-cum lubing the passage. With each thrust, a satisfied grunt left her lips, growing in volume as they grew in force.

Celine, meanwhile, watched her every move with her mouth agape. Her gray eyes darted from Jess's face to the cock sliding in and out of her cleavage. Each grunt sent a shiver down her spine and a pulse of heat to her core, her loins burning. Though her fingers itched to touch herself, she held off. Instead, she held her back straight and squeezed her breasts tighter together. "How is it? Good? Does it feel good?"

"Uggghhh... Y-yes... so good... so soft..." she groaned, picking up speed. Her hands reached out to cup the bride-to-be's shoulders, grabbing them firmly for support. As her weight rested on the outsider, Celine's legs shook. It was all she could do to stay upright, her knees wobbling as she tried to stay still. Soon, the jungle futa's hips became a blur, the wet slaps of flesh on flesh resounding through the clearing.

"Oh... oh yes!" Jess moaned, her hips bucking wildly, "So good! So soft!" She looked down at Celine, her eyes glazed with lust. "So pretty."

Celine could feel her cheeks flush as she glanced away. "I... thank you," she whispered.

Jess grinned, her grip tightening on the woman's shoulders. "So beautiful... Jess love... Love the way outsider look... the way outsider feel..." Her hips continued to thrust, her cock throbbing as it slid in and out of the pale mounds. "So beautiful... so soft... so... Close!"

Celine's blush only deepened at the words. However, her bashfulness soon turned to surprise as she felt a hand grab the back of her head. "Huh- Oh!"

Before she could finish, Jess pulled her head closer, the cock once more pushing against her lips. A feral, primal urge to claim her mate replaced what little restraint the jungle protector possessed. So, with a loud grunt, Jess tangled her fingers in Celine's hair and thrust forward.

"Mph!" Celine squeaked as the shaft plunged back into her mouth, the head hitting the back of her throat. Jess's fingers tightened in her hair, pulling and pushing as she thrust, the cock now buried even deeper than before.

Yet this time, Celine was ready. While her eyes watered, she kept her cool, the muscles of her throat relaxing. As the cock started to piston in and out, the bride-to-be's mind slowly fogged, submerging itself fully in the pleasure of the futa's assault.

Releasing her grip on her cleavage, Celine's hand slid down her body and under her skirt. She let out a muffled moan as her fingers found her soaked entrance, digits quickly sinking in. With each thrust of Jess's cock, Celine matched her, her fingers pillaging her depths with a primitive desperation.

Jess, on the other hand, was too lost in her own pleasure to notice. Her eyes were closed, and head thrown back in ecstasy as her cock plunged into Celine's mouth with reckless abandon.

But more... she needed more!

Eyes wide with a savage gleam, she placed a foot on the log behind Celine. Then, with a loud growl, she drove her hips forward.

The outsider's eyes went wide as the rod plunged into her throat, her body shaking as she tried to take it all. As all seemed lost, however, the jungle girl pulled back, giving her a brief moment to catch her breath.

"Wow... wow... that's mph!"

Just as Celine caught her breath, Jess thrust forward again, the cock once more filling the bride-to-be's throat. Yet, as the jungle protector's hips pulled back, a newfound sense of euphoria washed over the outsider.

She could do this. She could take it.

A flare of confidence burned in her eyes as Celine opened her mouth wide, receiving Jess's primitive pounding. The choker around her neck bulged, and the bell on it jingled; her airway cut off again and again by the thick cock. Yet, she couldn't deny the thrill of it, her pussy clenching around her fingers as she considered her situation. The thought of the futa taking her that roughly. That forcefully. That eagerly... it was intoxicating. It was exciting.

It was too much.

Celine's eyes rolled back as the pressure in her gut finally released. Her body quaked as her fingers thrust in and out of her pussy, the wet, squelching sounds of her entrance only drowned out by the steady glugs from her throat. Her toes curled in her shoes, thighs quivering as juices dribbled down her legs.

Jess, meanwhile, was none the wiser, her own orgasm quickly approaching. She continued to pound into the outsider's throat; the walls tightened as Celine cried out in euphoria. "Yes, yes, yes! So close! So close! More that!" Jess moaned, her hips moving with an animalistic fervor as she watched the outsider's choker bulge again and again. "So... sooo...!"

As Celine's vision grew darker, she saw relief around the corner as she watched Jess's head snap back. Then, the wild woman opened her mouth wide and released an ululating yell that shook the trees.

"AAAAAAAAAAH-AAAAH-AAAAH-AAAAAAAAAAH!"

A torrent of cum burst from her cock, filling Celine's mouth and throat. She tried to swallow, but there was too much, too fast. Instead, the hot, sticky fluid spilled out of the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin.

However, as Jess fired her load, she felt something else erupting within. With each spurt of cum, a crackling warmth spilled out from the crystal amulet and fell upon her skin. It pulsed and twisted throughout her body; the heat spreading from her chest and into her limbs. Soon, the world around her started to blur, disappearing in a swirl of colors and light.

"What is... what going..." she started, only to wince as another flash of light threatened to blind her.

Jess closed her eyes, both shielding herself from the strange glow while also basking in the glow of her orgasm. Shapes manifested in the darkness of her eyelids. Blurry, shifting forms, but vaguely humanoid in nature. Green and brown masses rose beyond them, veiled in a haze. However, the harder she tried to see them, the more they shifted away.

What is... Is this judgement? Jess see if Celine stay?

The words came not from her lips, but from her mind, echoing across the blurred landscape. However, no answer came.

Instead, the images faded away, leaving only the feeling of Celine's lips wrapped around her cock. Her orgasm finished, Jess opened her eyes to see Celine pull away with an audible pop. Then the outsider collapsed onto all fours, coughing and gasping for air. Thick strands of cum hung from her chin, her gray eyes glazed over with bliss.

As Jess looked down at her, though, her mind lingered on the blurring images. Kallouka had always mentioned that the jungle would give her a sign during judgement, but she never really specified how. So, if oral gave her a blurry vision... what would happen if they mated properly?

The thought sent a spark through her loins, ushering a second wind to her member. She bit her lower lip and stroked along its length.

Only one way to find out.

Chapter 14

Mounting Up For Another Round

"Wow that was, oh my gosh, that was amazing..."

Still on all fours, Celine's skin glimmered with a thin layer of sweat. Strands of Jess's seed clung to her face and dripped from her chin, splashing onto the ground as her chest heaved with every breath.

In the time before she knew Charles, she'd had her fair share of risque encounters. One-night stands, public sex, the usual. Yet, only one had given her even a fraction of the exhilaration: the gang-bang. Though only a modest group of five guys, she'd thought that was a lot of cum.

It wasn't even close.

Celine wiped the thick, creamy substance from her face, finding her fingers covered in the stuff. She stared at them for a moment, watching the pearly fluid slide and drip. Her tongue wet her lips.

Hmm, why not?

With a sly smirk, she stuck them in her mouth and gave them a good, long suck. Once again, warmth flowed through her body, with a lovely haze following suit. Gosh, she'd never get sick of the feeling. She groaned as the taste spread over her tongue, only to release her digits with a wet pop.

"Oh, Fuck. This is just... you're amazing. Absolutely amaz- oh!" Celine cried out as Jess groped the bride-to-be's ass. Casting a wild glance over her shoulder, she quipped, "Well, hello to you too."

Instead of responding, Jess simply squatted down to get a good view of the outsider's ass, inspecting what she had to work with. Celine's dress, though sodden with sweat and sea water, hugged her hips, leaving little to the imagination. However, one could only make out so much through the delicate fabric.

Thus, without ceremony, Jess took hold of the white skirt and flipped it up.

"Ah! Oh, looks like someone, someone likes to tease a bit..." Celine said with a giggle, rocking her ass back and forth. "So... like what you see?"

Jess's eyes bulged, taking in the sight like a monkey viewing a banana horde. Now, she'd seen her fair share of butts before. From small ones to big ones. Round to flat. Tight to jiggly. The jungle was a place of beauty, and many fine asses graced the trees. Yet this, this was a masterpiece.

Two perfectly sculpted globes of flesh. Smooth, supple, and silky. Each cheek was full and plump, like two ripe melons waiting to be picked.

The only problem was the strange bundle of fabric that still remained. It hugged the flesh tightly and ran along the inside of her crack, blocking the view of her gash.

Yet, that problem could be solved easily enough.

"Hmm, so?" Celine said as she glanced back.

Jess continued to stare, a need growing between her thighs. "Jess like... Jess like very much!" Then, with a toothy smile, "And looks like outsider like too."

She reached between the woman's legs, running her fingers along fabric resting over Celine's womanhood. Even though it was covered, she could tell the delicate folds were wet with arousal, begging for attention. Eager to give it, Jess slipped her hand underneath the outsider's panties and pressed her index finger against the entrance. The effect was instantaneous.

A gasp erupted from Celine, followed by a satisfied purr. Her body quivered, hips instinctively rising to meet the touch. "J-Jess, you'll have to give me some time. I'm still sensitive down there."

"We take time then." Jess said with a smirk, her hand sliding up to stroke the hood of Celine's clit.

Despite her initial protests, the bride-to-be let out a soft moan, her eyes rolling back. " Oh-oh! Oh, fuck, Jess..."

Jess smiled, rubbing small circles around the sensitive nub's shield. She could feel the clit throbbing and pulsing underneath, cheering at each movement. As she continued, the noises from Celine grew more and more pained, her thighs shaking and breath coming in short pants. Soon, Jess's fingers were coated in her lover's juices, the scent of arousal thick in the air.

Just as Celine's whimpers grew to a fever pitch, Jess pulled her hand away, earning a needy whine from the woman.

"Oh, c-come on, I was so close!" she said with a pout. "What are you-"

RIP!

Celine yelped as Jess ripped the lace panties away. "Oh my~!"

Jess grinned, giving the pair a quick sniff before tossing the ruined fabric aside. "This in way," she declared "Now..."

The outsider's heart skipped a beat as Jess's hands spread her legs apart, exposing her dripping sex. A warm breath blew across her back, goosebumps erupting across her skin. Even in her state, she could see what was coming.

Celine bit her lower lip and turned to look at her wild lover. "A-Are you sure? I figured you might need a few minutes to..."

Her words faded as she realized what she was looking at. Her jaw dropped, eyes glued to the jungle girl's crotch.

There, the enormous cock stood tall and proud, its shaft throbbing with excitement. One of Jess's hands was wrapped around the base, slowly pumping the beast up and down. The other had drifted up to the small of Celine's back, holding her in position.

"Jess sure... Jess ready now."

Though the words reached her ears, Celine continued to stare at Jess's length, her mind struggling to catch up. How... how was that possible!? Hadn't she just cum? Did she really have that much stamina? How long could she go for?

Celine's mind raced with questions, yet none were answered. She only snapped back to reality once she felt the hand on her back push her down. The scorned bride squeaked as her breasts pressed against the log, the rough bark rubbing against her nipples. Yet, her focus remained on the wet, meaty member that rubbed against her.

"Oh, wow that's uh, that's enormous..." Celine whispered. "I mean, it might not fit."

Jess flashed a wide grin and leaned forward over Celine's back, her lips taking position next to the outsider's ear. "Outsider worry too much. Jess will fit. Jungle will make it so!" Then, the hand on her back slid down to take hold of her ass. "Now... Celine ready?"

Jess's voice dripped with lust, and her breath came in short pants. She was practically drooling with anticipation. Celine's own heart pounded in her chest, a mix of nervousness and excitement. Yet, as she glanced back at the native, the answer was obvious.

"Y-Yes, please..." she breathed, her voice thick with yearning.

Jess's face lit up, a warm smile beaming. "Good! Then, now, Jess judge!"

Jess's hips pulled back before sliding her cock between Celine's ass cheeks. Celine moaned as she felt the futa press against her, her warm shaft slick with the remains of their previous encounter.

"Mmmm," Jess moaned, her hands gripping the woman's hips. "So soft..."

She started to rock back and forth, watching as her thick, tan rod nestled itself between Celine's pale ass cheeks. A groan rumbled in her chest as her hands pressed on the outsider's hips, increasing the resistance.

As she did, Celine eased into her position, putting one hand on the log and another on the ground. Each thrust sent the cock sliding between her butt cheeks, Jess's thick ball sack slapping against her labia. While delightful in its own way, it wasn't nearly enough.

With a devilish grin, Celine started to roll her hips, pressing herself against Jess. The added motion sent shivers down Jess's spine, a soft gasp leaving her lips. "Mmm, outsider want play? Jess play!"

Her fingers kneaded Celine's ass like dough, pulling her close then pushing her away. While at first she just laughed, soon the massaging sensation caused her breath to quicken. Celine's teeth gritted, her fingers digging into the log beneath her. Ok... ok, that's enough playtime.

She threw her head back and gazed upon Jess, eyes clouded with need. "Ok, ok please, don't tease me. Please. I want it..."

Jess looked down at her, an impish smile on her lips. "Want what?"

Celine bit her lip; her face flushed. "I want you to put it in."

"Put what in?"

She groaned, rolling her eyes. "Your cock! I want your cock inside me, damn it!"

"Mmm, Jess not know," Jess said with a shake of her head. "Outsider not seem sure of self before. Jess think outsider might not ready to be judged..." She thrust forward once again, groaning with a shit-eating grin on her face.

Celine growled, glaring back at the teasing futa. "I can handle it, Jess! Just fuck me already! Take that big, thick, beautiful cock and stuff it in my- oh!"

Thwap!

Jess slammed herself against the outsider, almost sending the woman off balance. Celine continued to mewl and protest as the futa closed her eyes, letting the crease of the outsider's ass guide her. While yes, she wanted to judge, there was something oddly satisfying about denying her that pleasure. A power... it was something she knew she'd want to test on Lia later.

As the pace of Jess's thrusts quickened, a series of soft, guttural noises left her lips, the hunter's breathing growing ragged. "Ughhh..." she moaned, "Outsider's body feel so good..."

"J-Jess... please!" Celine begged, her words punctuated by the steady slap of flesh on flesh. "Please, just fuck me already! I can't- I can't take it anymore!"

Though Jess giggled at the sound of her desperate pleas, enough was enough."Fine, fine, if outsider say so!"

Without opening her eyes, she pulled her hips back, the head of her cock searching for the outsider's entrance. Unable to wait, Celine arched her back, hoping to speed up the process. In that instant, Jess felt the tip of her cock brush against something wet and warm. She grinned, "Judging starts... now!"