JUNGLE LUST

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She lived in the middle of the rain-forest. She had no one. Long ago, she was ten, living with her family in a hut on the borders of the woods when the military government destroyed her village, suspecting they were sheltering members of the rebel guerrilla. Her parents were assassinated and she ran for her life, to the forest. Since she was very young she had learned to be a part of the surrounding nature and now she had a hut up on a centenary tree, by a pond. He was a biologist researching the rain-forest eco-system, together with a group of scientists. He got detached from his group and lost his camping. He went wandering, looking for them. From up her fifty-metre tree, she saw him. What she felt, she couldnt tell. She had no contact with men and the little she knew about sex she had seen among the fauna. Like many of the former natives, a short skirt made of vegetable fibre around her slim waist and round hips, her full breasts in the open. She jumped in front o him, frightening him, examined his tall shapely figure attentively. She could communicate, but this skill was a bit rusty, since shed talked to no one in almost a decade. She smelled him, looked up and down his things. She understood when he said he was lost and meant no harm. Using few words, she showed him to what shed probably call home. In the hut there were straw mats, cooking and drinking utensils. She shared her game and greens with him. Night came, she showed him a straw mat on the furthest corner. She slept with her dagger and spear at hand. Next morning, after a frugal breakfast, he went down the tree, to the pond. She watched him from above. He undressed and bathed in the pond. It was the first time she saw a naked man. This arose her. Before sunset, she checked on him and he was collecting samples about a hundred metres into the jungle. So she dived in the pond, naked. When she as about to came out, she saw him hiding in the bushes, watching her. She swam to the other side and came behind him. He was holding his hard thick member in his hands, massaging it, with his eyes closed. She couldnt stop looking, protected by the rocks. His hand hiding and showing his glorious member. He gasped and his movements quicker, he gushed at far and fell exhausted on the grass. She felt hot and sticky in her middle. She touched herself, it felt swollen, her finger going around her button, her other hand caressing her breasts, she teased her button faster, faster, even faster and then the spasms melted her. Many days went on like this. One night, they were asleep, each in their corner, the moon casting a grey light in the hut. She woke up with him grumbling in his dream. He turned over restlessly, uncovering his nakedness. His member, hard and shiny on his belly. An erotic dream, for sure. He kept 2 Lisa Torquay Jungle Lust

dreaming. Silently, she came closer. Light touch on his hard gland, he moaned, asleep. She neared her mouth to it, and further to the gland, covering and sucking on it, he moaned more, but did not seem to wake up. And she continued. Coming, going. Coming, going. He finally flowed in her mouth. She tasted it and swallowed the warm content, going fast to her mat, without noticing that he was actually awake as soon as she came near him. She lay down aroused, her hand going down to her sex to get relief. He saw this and came to her. He bent over her breasts to suck them one after the other. That got her crazy and her fingers, deeper. Meanwhile, his first phalanx of the middle finger entered her delicately and moved lightly. He was still sucking and she cried aloud with the spasms. They fell asleep together at last. Later that day, she as watching for game on a big branch on her tree. She was lying belly down, stretched along the branch. He came from behind her and covered her body with his. His hard thick member rubbing the middle of her buttocks. He searched her breast and pinched it, sucking the curve o her neck. She arched her body trying to get him to fill her up. He didnt allow it, keeping encased in her back. He made her turn up and buried his head in her sex, driving her crazy. He sat down, holding his very hard member, provoking her. She tried to sit on it, but he stopped her, so she came on to suck on it. He took it out of her mouth to discharge in the forest, blind with pleasure. Next morning, he awoke and she as looking at him hungry. She came down to his stiff member and got it in her mouth. He came down to her middle, his tongue dancing there. As soon as he felt her on the edge, he came upon her, entering her smoothly, while she melted under him. After the first movements, he pushed harder and harder, until he saw her blind with spasms. He gushed fiercely inside her, they fell on the mat quenched. Lisa Torcato 05.10.2009

3 Lisa Torquay Jungle Lust