Luxuria (5 page)

Her body tingled with sudden arousal as she remembered the night before with Dustin - something that had happened on pure impulse. She had no deeper feelings for him aside from friendship, yet she couldn’t deny the fun she’d had. As if reading her inner thoughts her hands moved up and fondled her smooth breasts, drawing a light gasp from her lips. Her fingers tenderly pinched a rosy nipple while her other hand slipped beneath the crystal surface. She shuddered as her fingers probed inside, her other hand squeezing her breasts in rhythm with her growing momentum.

“Here, let me help you,” a soft voice whispered behind her.

Jessica spun around, coming face to face with Melanie. She was naked and already in the pool with her. She had been so lost in masturbating, she hadn’t even heard the woman approach. Before she could say anything, Melanie pulled Jessica to her, their silken lips pressing together.

She was about to push herself away, but Melanie’s tongue found its way into her mouth. Her own tongue greeted it in a passionate entanglement and all thought of escape fled. The feeling of the woman’s large tits pressed up against her own heightened her arousal - she pressed in closer, wanting to feel more of the woman’s strong body on her own.

Melanie’s gentle hands explored her nakedness eagerly. Jessica’s breath caught in her throat as Melanie’s fingers found their way beneath the waters and began to massage her clit ably with two fingers.

“I have never been with another woman before.” Jessica groaned, breath becoming ragged as her body rubbed up against their guide’s.

“Good,” Melanie whispered, placing kisses down the nape of her neck, “I have much to show you.” Her lips trailed further down, until she found the softness of Jessica’s breasts. Her tongue teased the tender flesh around her nipples, causing Jessica’s breathing to judder with antsy anticipation.

Jessica’s moaned loudly as her hard nipple was taken between the soft lips of the more experienced woman and in the same instant, two fingers plunged deep into her. With each quickened breath, a loud groan escaped and Jessica began grinding her hips into each tantalizing thrust of Melanie’s fingers, praying for them to discover more.

She burned with heated passion as an orgasm ripped through her whole body like a bolt of energy. Her thighs tightened, trapping Melanie’s hand in place as she fought to stop herself from crying out too loudly, but Melanie’s skillful fingers did not yield from their rhythmic pursuit to push her climax further.

Jessica bit her bottom lip, near to the point of drawing blood, trying to stifle the scream that threatened to escape her as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through her entire body.

Finally, Melanie reclaimed her hand and licked the sweetness from her fingertips with a seductive grin. “I knew you would taste as good as you look,” she cooed, motioning for her to follow to the shoreline.

Jessica followed willingly on trembling legs, wanting nothing more than to experience all pleasures she possibly could.

Melanie sat herself down upon a large, flat rock near the water’s edge and spread her legs wide and motioned her closer, rubbing her wet pussy.

Jessica eagerly went to her knees and moved forward. She ran her tongue in teasing circles around Melanie’s clit. A gentle nibble drew a startled gasp of satisfaction and Jessica drove her tongue deeper, wanting to taste the nectar within.

Melanie’s back arched further and further as Jessica’s mouth explored her with a wild hunger. Her hands caressed her tits harder, the more she succumbed to Jessica’s greedy mouth, straddling the line between pleasure and pain as she began to cum. Her fingers entangled into Jessica’s long blonde hair, holding her firmly to her task as her body trembled in waves of pleasure.

Jessica placed lustful kisses up Melanie’s navel and between her large breasts, up her slender neck to soft, plump lips, where her tongue dived into the woman’s awaiting mouth. “Show me more.” Jessica said, nibbling on Melanie’s bottom lip.

Melanie reached into her pile of clothing and retrieved a long, clear two-sided dildo. She ran one tip over Jessica’s lips and pushed it into her mouth while taking the other end into her own. Her hand slipped down and she began massaging her pussy as she watched Jessica’s ambitious mouth work the head of the dildo, as if it were the real thing.

She pushed Jessica down onto the rocks and slid the bulging head in between her moist legs, slowly twisting it as she went, relishing the noises that escaped Jessica. Straddling her, she slipped the other end of the dildo into herself, gasping loudly as the other half filled her completely.

Gently their hips moved together, the entire length of the dildo disappearing between them. Her hands ran the smooth and pleasurable sleekness of Jessica’s body, learning every inch of her curves.

“I want you to fuck me harder.” Jessica cried out, grabbing Melanie’s slender waist.

Melanie quickened the pace of her thrusting, grinding her hips feverishly, building their arousal to a new height. Her hands clutched Jessica’s tits as their moans of satisfaction mingled in the night air in an erotic song of lewd desires.

Seeing the light from Jessica’s lamp Mark moved to the edge of camp. “Are you alright? We thought we heard a scream or something.”

Jessica was happy that it was dark and they couldn’t see her how flushed she was. “Melanie startled me when she came down to check on me.”

“Oh good, we were getting worried and about to come check on you.” Mark sat back down by the small fire and stirred it with a stick.

Josh eyed them both with a smirk, “So, you two both look nice and clean.”

“Unlike little boys, girls aren’t afraid or ashamed to get naked in front of each other to bathe.” Melanie countered without hesitation.

“I knew we should have gone to check on them,” Josh’s grin grew broader, “could have had us a little peepshow before bed.”

“You are such a pervert, Josh.” Jessica scowled. “Just because women are naked around each other doesn’t mean they’re making porn.”

“I know…it’s such a shame.” He pouted. “The world is a cruel place.”

“We should get some sleep…we have a lot of ground to cover tomorrow.” Melanie told them. “No one is to wander off far to go piss in the middle of the night, or a jungle cat is likely to make a meal out of you.”

“Great, that is just what I wanted to hear before falling asleep.” Dustin complained. “That’s fine I’ll just piss myself then.”

“Whatever you need to do.” Melanie muttered, crawling into her sleeping bag.

They woke at first light, stiff and sore from a night spent on the ground, but eager to continue on their adventure after a quick breakfast of eggs and oatmeal.

“So this place ‘Where the Darkness Hides’ …what do you know about it?” Mark called up.

Melanie chuckled. “You don’t want to hear what I know about it.”

“Why not?” Josh asked. “Is there some old ominous superstition like ‘Mortals beware’?” He laughed, but was the only one.

“Yes, something like that.” Her machete arched down, cutting through several hanging vines blocking their route. “All I know about this area is every year a half dozen groups go into it searching for some treasure and either they come back empty-handed, or not at all.”

“What do you think happens to the ones...” Jessica paused, “...who don’t return?”

“Clearly the Boogieman got them.” She said, and the others stopped in their tracks. She turned to regard them. “Fuck me,” she muttered, “sorry for trying to share in your youthful sense of humor.”

“So, you do know how to relax and have fun?” Josh said. She smiled wolfishly, before turning back to the path in front of them.

“So what do you think actually happened to them?” Dustin probed his interest piqued now.

“Jungle cats, snake bites, infection, greed…” she shrugged, “who knows.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“Wouldn’t matter even if I was? I need that money or I will be on the streets, whoring myself out like half the women in the city.”

“I’m sorry.” Jessica said.

“For what?” Melanie spat back.

“I don’t know - for your situation and all. I know the sting of poverty too.”

“Don’t be, it’s my own fault. Gambling’s a horrible addiction and comes at a high price.” She sighed looking at her. “Higher than you know.”

“I hate to break up the ABC family night special, but what the hell is that?” Josh pointed ahead of them to the large, menacing carved stone pillars jutting out of the ground.

“They are warnings.” Melanie explained running a hand over the chipped surface of one of the grotesque pillars.

Jessica pulled out her camera and began taking pictures. “Now this is cool and deserves remembering.”

Mark walked around the pillars, eyeing the strange beasts carved onto the surface. “What are these creatures?”

“Demons of the underworld. Many of the tribes did not worship the gods in the sky. They believed they were cast into the shrouded gloom of the jungle’s canopy to hide them from the gods above, as if their very existence was somehow a shameful sin. So they prayed to the gods that shared in their world of darkness and gloom.”

“Fascinating,” Dustin whispered, examining the stones closely as he walked around them. “Do you know what tribe made these?”

Melanie inspected the pillars closely. “It is hard to say for certain, there were dozens of tribes that lived in this area, but my guess would be the Tupari.”

“Who were they meant to warn?” Jessica asked snapping one more picture.

“Other tribes mostly - this would let them know that the hunting grounds beyond were spoken for and to go further would result in death, capture or all-out war.”

Mark stared at twisted beast on one of the poles. “For some reason, I think death would have been preferable to capture.”

“The end result was likely the same either way.”

“What do you mean?” His brow rose.

Melanie smiled. “Most of the tribes of old were cannibals and ate the flesh of their enemies, believing it gave them their strength and wisdom. If they didn’t kill you outright, they saved you for later.”

Dustin used his inhaler nervously. “The tribes still around don’t still practice that do they?”

“Not openly. “ She smirked. “We should keep going, we have a long way to go and only a few hours of usable light left.”

Dustin woke with an audible yawn and a long stretch. The sun shot spears of light through the canopy above onto their small camp, littering the earth with brilliant shapes. The last lingering wafts of smoke drifted from the dead fire and mingled with the morning.

He sat up and looked around, everyone was still sleeping contently. He looked down at his watch confused. It was almost ten in the morning; they should have been up and hiking long before now.

“Guys,” he shook Mark gently, “guys wake up… something’s wrong.”

Mark groaned as he rolled over rubbing sleep from his eyes. “What is it? It can’t be time to get up already?”

“It’s almost ten.”

“What?” Mark sat up, checking his own watch in dismay.

“Melanie should have woken us by now.” Dustin murmured, waking Jessica and Josh.

Mark looked across the camp to where Melanie had been sleeping. “A better question would be, where the hell is she?”

“You’re fucking kidding me!” Josh growled, scrambling out of his sleeping bag and to his feet, searching the camp.

“I doubt she just left us here.” Jessica told them hopefully, a hidden guilt hitting her as memory of the night before came back to her. “Maybe she just decided to let us sleep and to scout ahead or something.”

“Then why would she have taken her belongings with her?” Dustin pointed out dourly, noting that nothing of the guide remained.

“That bitch! I’ll kill her!” Josh screamed, kicking his pack.

“Calm down Josh, maybe she is coming back, maybe this is just some bad joke…you know to scare us or something.” Mark said but even as he said that words he knew them to be wrong.

Josh glared out into the jungle. “She isn’t coming back and I know it.”

“How?” Jessica probed.

“Cause my damn wallet is gone.” He cursed again. “She damn well robbed us in our sleep.”