Her cunt slid open like a blossoming flower, and Mike eased his cock into it. He let out an involuntary sigh as he did, overwhelmed by the pleasure. It was enough to give him temporary amnesia. He forgot about why he was there, what he needed to do, and everything that didn’t involve having raunchy, athletic sex.
I’m going to fuck her until she screams.
Mike didn’t kiss her gently or look into her eyes. He took her in the way that a dog mounts a bitch, stabbing his cock into her and thrusting with animalistic, frenzied movements. The woman moaned and writhed underneath him, her boobs bouncing as Mike slammed into her.
The ramshackle bed obviously wasn’t made for such exertions. The wooden branch frame squeaked and in some places and cracked in as Mike fucked the woman. He didn’t care. Nothing mattered beyond the sensation of his body. His cock sent pulses of pleasure through him each time he pumped it into the woman’s cunt.
Mike was dimly aware of the fact the he was grunting, and the woman was crying out in pleasure. Between the two of them, they were making a ton of noise, enough for the rest of the village to hear them easily. The tribal villagers, the people back on his cruise, his mother, they all seemed far off.
I just want to keep doing this. Why haven’t I ever paid attention to how good this feels?
His crotch slapped against the woman in a lewd, rhythmic fashion. Each of Mike’s hands palmed at her breasts, feeling the shape and softness of them. Mike kissed the woman’s lips, penetrated her mouth with his tongue, and felt her shivering from his onslaught.
The woman’s legs wrapped around him, pulling him in even closer. Mike thrust again, and again, and then felt himself lose control earlier than he’d anticipated.
“Oh fuck!” He slammed into her one last time and felt his cock explode, spraying his hot, sticky seed deep into the back of her cunt. Pleasure blasted through him, and he collapsed on the bed.
The woman waited until every drop of his cum was inside of her and then slipped out from underneath him. It was only then that Mike was able to think clearly again and parse his way through his situation.
I’m doing exactly what the queen wants. I need to get ahold of myself.
He stood up, intent on getting dressed. Before Mike had taken more than a step or two over to his clothes, Queen Naera stood in the doorway, her buxom tanned body stirring the lust back into his loins. She said something, and Nina and two other women stepped out from behind her.
“Sorry about this, Mike,” said Nina. “This is where it gets a little less fun.”
Mike recognized one of them as the first tribal girl he’d seen, the queen’s daughter in law, Aera. Standing beside her was a tiny girl around the same age as Mike, but with a petite figure and an immature build that made her look far younger. Both of them held bowls full of the red juice from before.
He shook his head.
“I can’t,” he said. “It’s too soon. I need more time.”
He took a step back, but there was nowhere to run. He was naked and outnumbered. Aera stepped in close to him, her dimples rippling into existence as she smiled at him. She let her breasts push against his shoulder as she brought the bowl to Mike’s mouth.
There was no other option. Mike opened his lips and began to drink.
CHAPTER 10
The effects of the drink had been, at least the first time around, relatively pleasurable, albeit unwanted. Mike was a teenager, and his natural state was one of mild horniness. Even if it had been more than he was used to, it had been familiar, and an overwhelming kind of way.
This time, it was different. Queen Naera and Nina left the hut, leaving Mike alone with Aera and the other girl. They both made him drink the concoction, and Mike downed double the amount he’d taken the first time. He sat down on the bed and almost immediately felt the effects of the drug kicking in.
It was painful. Mike was aroused beyond his limits. He could have seen an average looking, fully clothed woman and gotten a hard on. And he was in a tiny hut with two teenage tribal girls, one with a busty, curvy figure, and the other petite and nubile.
His cock jutted up from his crotch, like a rocket waiting on the launch pad. It was engorged, painful, and it still had full control over Mike. Aera stepped over to him, leaning over where he sat on the bed and letting her breasts dangle in his face.
She whispered something to Mike that he couldn’t understand, and then kissed him gently on the lips. She let her breasts rub along his body as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took his member into her mouth.
Mike groaned with pleasure. Aera sucked him off gently and carefully, as though she was well aware of the aching state it was in. She rubbed her tongue along the shaft and tip, gingerly bathing it as though it was a weak kitten and she was the mother cat.
Mike stared down at her as she worked her mouth along his shaft. All of the sex he’d had throughout the day was beginning to take its toll on him. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to cum again, even though his body desperately wanted to after drinking more of the red potion.
Aera hesitated, and then pulled back. Mike’s cock felt cold and exposed. Aera waved to the smaller girl, who hesitantly stepped forward. It was only then that Mike saw that she was blushing, and kept her eyes directed away from him and his naked form.
“Creta.” Aera pointed to the girl and said the word slowly, naming her for Mike’s benefit. She then began to slip out of her clothes, as though trying to provide an example for the younger girl to follow.
All of the tribal women in the village wore similar outfits, the fur bra tops, and the grass skirts. Aera wore hers as though they were expensive name brand clothes or the lusty costumes that a stripper might wear out on stage. She let her breasts bounce loose from the bra top, and Mike’s cock twinged with excitement.
Aera turned away from him and bent over as she pulled off the grass skirt, the thighs framing the lips of her pussy from behind. She slowly and sensually stood up to face him again, as naked as the day she was born, and then shot a disapproving glance at the younger girl, Creta.
Creta had strikingly beautiful facial features. Her hair was tied back in a slender auburn brown braid. Her breasts were small, and her butt, while noticeable, was in proportion with the rest of her tiny frame.
She slowly began to take her clothes off, keeping one arm over her bra as it dropped in a cute attempt at preserving her modesty. Aera frowned, and almost ripped the grass skirt off Creta after seeing that she wasn’t going to do it herself. Creta put a hand in between her legs and blushed more severely.
This girl might as well be a virgin for her prudishness.
Aera moved forward, letting her hands run across Mike and down his body. She glanced over at Creta as she moved, as though ensuring that the girl was watching and learning from the experience. Her fingers traced a sensuous path down until she stopped, leaving them in contact with the top of Mike’s crotch.
“Yes,” said Mike. “Please, just do it.”
It was hard for him to think straight, or to want anything other than release. Aera smiled at him, as though she could suddenly understand his words and took a particularly delight in them. She pushed forward and pressed her breasts against either side of Mike’s cock. He groaned as pleasure coursed through him.
Aera began sucking again, letting her hot, wet lips caress Mike’s member. She bobbed up and down a couple of times and then paused, shooting a look over at Creta, her eyes chastising the younger woman.
Aera said something, and then Creta slowly dropped down to her knees next to her. Mike blinked, feeling his lust flaring up as the girl timidly reached a hand out toward his cock.
Her fingers felt different from Aera’s, hotter and somehow more lurid. She met Mike’s eyes as she wrapped her hand around his hard tool, and then quickly glanced away. Aera reached over and placed her hand on top of Creta’s, locking them both into the act.
Is this heaven, or is it torture?
The girls stroked him off slowly an
d softly. Aera cooed with reassuring noises, and rubbed her free hand along Creta’s back. Creta said something in the tonality of a question, and Aera nodded.
The younger girl shifted, bringing her mouth in close to the head of Mike’s cock. She asked something else, this time looking at him as she spoke.
“Uh…?” Mike shrugged his shoulders. “I can’t understand you.”
Creta leaned her head forward and kissed the head of his penis. It was a girlish peck, quick and restrained, but somehow that only made it even more arousing.
Aera moved her hand to the back of Creta’s head and pushed her head in closer, forcing her to suckle on Mike’s cock. He groaned as an almost painfully intense pleasure stabbed into him. Aera continued guiding Creta. She brought her own mouth in close to Mike’s crotch and begin licking at the bottom of his shaft, and his balls.
“Fuck!” Mike moaned. “Why are you doing this? And why…?”
Why does it feel so good? Why am I letting this sensation take over?
He knew the answer without having to fully articulate the question out loud. The strange red concoction they’d had him drink was affecting his judgment, and his arousal. He couldn’t have pulled himself away from the situation, away from busty Aera and the petite Creta, away from the two gorgeous girls pleasuring him with their mouths, if he’d tried.
It continued like that for several minutes. Creta got into the rhythm of sucking dick, swirling her tongue around the head of Mike’s cock and using her lips to create a hot, wet seal. Aera teased him with her kisses, alternating with her hands to stroke him off. It was mind numbingly pleasurable, and Mike didn’t want it to stop.
But eventually, it did. Aera pulled back and gestured for Creta to do the same. She then shifted Mike’s position on the bed, lying him down as though preparing to tuck him in. Aera took Creta by the waist and shifted the girl into position over his cock. Creta’s face was a mixture of surprise and panic.
“Wait,” said Mike. “Don’t. If she doesn’t want to, then just-“
Aera pulled Creta down onto Mike’s cock, forcing her onto his dick as though fitting a glove onto a hand. Creta was unbelievably tight, but her cunt was dripping wet and just elastic enough to allow him entry. Mike’s entire body tensed up, but his reaction was nothing compared to the girl.
Creta let out a gasp, followed by a cry of pleasure. She buried her face into Mike’s chest, and then slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were filled with lust, desire, and youthful curiosity of a form that only comes from experiencing sex for the first time.
She pulled her hips up, her pussy stroking Mike’s cock as it moved along it. Then, she said something and slowly settled herself back down, taking his cock into her. Creta giggled, and then did it again, this time, faster.
Aera bent over and whispered words that Mike couldn’t understand into his ear. He didn’t need to understand them. He knew exactly what she wanted him to do.
This girl is mine, to do with as I please. It’s my responsibility to fuck her and to make sure she takes my seed.
Mike grabbed Creta by the hips and began to let loose.
The sex was rough, primal, and powerful. He bounced her up and down at the same time as he thrust his hips up, their bodies moving together in perfect unison. Creta’s tiny, proportional butt jiggled each time Mike slammed his cock up into her.
Creta was loud, and let out moans and shouts of sex each time Mike pumped his dick into her cunt. The hut’s windows were open. Everyone in the village was fully aware of what was happening.
She’s somebody’s daughter and somebody’s future wife. There’s a good chance she’s already been betrothed to one of the men in the village.
Mike groped at Creta’s breasts and thrust into her faster. They were moving against each other with speed and determination, as though in a race to get off. Creta was dripping wet, and Mike could smell sex on the air. He pumped faster, and faster. Aera whispered something else into his ear, and that was it.
“Fuck!” Mike shouted. He slammed into the girl one final time, feeling his cock explode into an orgasm that was equal parts pleasure and pain. Creta let out a cry of her own and then collapsed on top of him. Nothing happened for a minute.
And then Queen Naera and Nina reentered the room.
CHAPTER 11
Creta was unceremoniously pulled off of Mike by Aera. Queen Naera and Nina were both smiling in an unsettling way. Mike recovered his faculties, and then quickly began getting dressed.
“I can’t…” he said, softly. “I’m worn out. I can’t have sex anymore.”
“The queen doesn’t want you to,” said Nina. “We’re sorry that had to happen, Mike. But you must understand, things work differently here.”
Mike glared at Nina. There was something about the natural way she’d adjusted to the tribe’s rituals that felt almost like a betrayal, even if she’d been there long before Mike.
“What is it, then?” he asked. “Are you going to let me go?”
Nina repeated what he’d said to Queen Naera and then waited for her response.
“The queen may have to attack your friends on the cruise ship,” said Nina. “She doesn’t want to have to do that. She truly doesn’t. But others in her tribe will view it as a sign of weakness if she doesn’t take action.”
“She’s already taken action!” shouted Mike. “Susan! She’s not here in the village, so I can only assume that she’s dead. Why is that not enough?”
Queen Naera was talking over Mike even as he shouted. Nina listened and then repeated.
“Queen Naera wants you to go back to the ship tonight. In the morning, you are to bring the Captain back to the village. Alone.”
“Are you serious?” Mike laughed. “What’s wrong with you? Nina, why are you helping these, these… savages?”
Nina frowned at him.
“I’m not helping them, I’m studying them,” she said. “I only translate what the queen says. I’m a neutral party in all of this, Mike, though I understand how it must seem to you.”
She’s lost it. There is no way that anyone in their right mind could stand by and watch what just happened.
Mike pulled on his t-shirt angrily, and then stood up.
“So I can leave now?” he asked. “And head back to the cruise ship?”
Nina translated his question, got the queen’s response, and then nodded.
“You may leave,” she said. “Queen Naera will move to attack if you do not return by noon tomorrow.”
Mike stomped his way toward the door of the hut and practically pushed his way by Nina and the queen. Voices came from behind him, and he turned around to see Aera and Creta smiling and waving.
Do they not understand? This is insanity!
Queen Naera, at the least, was true to her word. Nobody stopped Mike as he made his way out of the village. He stumbled into the trees, feeling exhausted and more than a little violated by what he’d been through.
The sun had set in the distance, and it made his journey through the jungle clumsy and harrowing. He didn’t stop, even after his body really started to get tired. Mike forced himself forward, continuing for at least an hour until he finally spilled out onto the beach.
He was still a good distance away from the ship, at least a half mile. The last stretch took more of a toll on him than the jungle had, his feet sinking into the sand. Mike started to think about what had just happened to him, and more importantly, what was going to happen next.
This is a trick. Queen Naera doesn’t want to meet with Captain Michelle, she just wants a bunch of breeding slaves.
Mike cursed under his breath. He finally made it to where the cruise ship was stuck just off the coast and waded into the water. The rubber dinghy was moored at the floating platform, leaving him with no other choice than to swim the distance.
The water felt cool against his skin and surprisingly refreshing. Mike kept his eyes open out of necessity. The last thing he needed was for a rogue riptide to pull
him out into the open ocean. The salt stung, but he forced himself through it, and pulled himself up the inflated raft makeshift platform once he’d reached it.
He practically crawled against the gangway, and then collapsed onto the main deck of the ship on the other side. Mike took a few deep breaths and realized that he was too exhausted to stand up.
“Oh my god!” A woman stood over him, her voice panicked. “Somebody call for help!”
Ten minutes later, three of the cruise ship’s crew members were helping Mike to the infirmary. He wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep, but he knew that there were more important matters at hand.
“Get Captain Michelle,” he whispered. “And get… my mother. Laura Grant.”
Mom. She’s probably worried sick about me by this point.
The crew members deposited Mike onto one of the beds in the infirmary. One of them stayed with him while the other two rushed out. He closed his eyes, and without meaning to, drifted off to sleep.
He only managed to get a few minutes of rest before Captain Michelle was shaking him awake. Mike forced his eyes open and saw her mature face staring down at him, her mouth turned into a frown, and her eyes veiled with worry.
“Mike?” she asked. “I’m so glad to see that you’re okay. Can you tell me what happened?”
Mike sighed, and through an effort, shook his head.
“They aren’t peaceful,” he said. “We… can’t trust them.”
“Mike?” Laura burst into the room through the door and practically sprinted over to him. She collapsed across him on the bed, hugging him tightly. “Mike!”
“It’s okay, Mom,” he said, his voice coming out more weakly than he’d have liked. “I’m okay.”
“Mike, I have to know what happened,” said Captain Michelle. “I know you’re tired, but-“
“Get away from him!” Laura was shouting, and stood to all of her five foot nothing height to face off against the captain. “This happened because of you! Leave him alone!”
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