Descend- First Steps

by David Burke

  He felt warm breath against the side of his face and then a purposeful exhale against his ear. Then teeth playfully grabbed his earlobe before a warm, wet tongue probed and tickled his ear. Soft words were whispered, “I know you’re awake.”

  Jay put a finger to his lips, making the sound for silence. Then he looked over at the sleeping form of Amelia a few inches from him and then Meikiyo who was lying crossways and less than a foot from their heads. He tried to raise his eyebrows as if to ask if Huong had really thought through what she was doing. The thing is that people in the modern world aren’t really used to being in darkness, certainly not a darkness that can’t be remedied by a quick flip of a switch. Here out in the jungle though with the foliage blocking most of the limited starlight from above and with only a sliver of a moon in the sky, there just wasn’t much ambient light to see by.

  He didn’t know if she really saw his expressions and honestly couldn’t make out much of hers. Which made this more complicated. A part of Jay wasn’t sure why he was so worried about what the others thought but somehow he was. This team was starting to mean something to him. As abrasive as she could be, Amelia was really growing on him and he had felt protective of Huong from the first day when they went exploring. He even felt a connection to Meikiyo. Maybe it was because he had saved her life or maybe it was admiration for how hard she had worked to overcome her fears. Heck, it might be as simple as he was the kind of guy who meant what he said and he had pledged to be a true ally to all of those on Team Jay.

  Whatever it was, it made him uneasy, but the question playing in his head was to wonder if he was uneasy enough to stop her when what she was doing felt so good. Oh and of course it held the promise of even better things to come. He almost chuckled out loud at the silly play on words that flashed through his head.

  Huong must have taken the brief shaking of his body when he brought the laugh under control as a sign that he wanted more because a moment later he found her underneath his blanket and not just her hand. No this time all of her had slid in with him but she had flipped her position so her head was down and her bottom was up.

  That was when he learned that she had taken off everything below her waist. Her thighs parted and she straddled his face. Thoughts of stopping her seemed to evaporate as he was presented with a treasure. He didn’t need to see it to be able to enjoy it as he took in the scent of her arousal.

  His hand slid up and around her cupping her toned ass and pulling her lips down to meet his. He reached out with his tongue to explore her and found that she was already swollen and wet. Her engorged clitoris was particularly sensitive and as he first ran his tongue over it and then sucked it in between his lips gently, she had to bury her face in his pants to muffle a moan as her body trembled.

  Apparently that wasn’t good enough as she almost pulled the blanket off of them in a rush to get his pants pulled down. Jay lifted up with his ass in an attempt to help her get his pants down and as a result she shifted down onto his mouth even harder. She must have liked it because even though she now had his pants down she started to focus more on grinding against his face.

  Huong was slender and light but very fit and that made her motion against his face all that much more erotic. Her rhythmic motion had her essentially tribbing against him in an effort to get all the pleasure she could out of him. The thought crossed his mind that later she would probably be embarrassed by how wanton she was in her approach but in that moment it seemed all she cared about was using him, and Jay was perfectly fine with that.

  From the way that she moved and how her breathing was coming in shorter, more forceful bursts, Jay assumed she was getting close to her orgasm. He wasn’t worried about anything other than the noise that she might make when she came and as far as that went, he didn’t really giving a flying fuck if the entire jungle woke up now. He just wanted to push her over the edge. He wanted to exult in the fact that he made her lose complete control on his mouth. He wanted to taste all of her sweetness as she gushed all over his face.

  Then her rhythm shifted. Unaccountably she got control of herself. Either because she didn’t want the build-up to end too quickly or perhaps she simply had an overwhelming urge to put him in her mouth. That is exactly what she did, skillfully, deeply, and all in one go.

  Jay felt that his sexual experience had increased a great deal over the past few days and had you asked him five minutes ago he would have argued to the death that his control was greater than any of the girls. Now though he would have had to question that. Something about the ridges inside her throat and how they grasped at his cock, like they were desperate to hold onto him, pushed him past his control.

  It wasn’t that he came. He wasn’t there yet. Just like Huong he wanted to bask in this luxurious feeling for as long as he could possibly manage. No, the loss of control came in those feelings. They broke through his control and unthinkingly his Sensual Projection spiked. It burst out in every direction beyond his ability to rein it in. Not just once or twice but a full 4 times, it magnified the projection of his emotions of the nearly indescribable pleasure he was experiencing in that moment.

  Huong’s control was broken by that sudden sensory overload, broken beyond all redemption. Feeling not only her sensations but also every bit of pleasure that Jay was receiving from her body. Not just the warmth of her mouth engulfing him but also the delight he felt in the wetness of her pussy smothering his face. She didn’t just feel it as he did but magnified. The effect of his skill having passed the threshold made it so every pleasure center in her body exploded.

  Wonderfully, delightfully, she not only felt what he felt, but she also knew in that moment as she squirted her juices in a way she had never experienced before that not only did he not mind tasting her but he craved it. His lust for her translated through to her and beneath it she could feel the depth of his emotion. She felt the unconditional acceptance that her body was desired, that she was wanted.

  Jay couldn’t know the fears that went through even the mind of such a beautiful woman as Huong. He couldn’t have known that she worried she wasn’t as desirable as Amelia or the way in which even before coming to this place, she had felt concerned that she was too much of a nerd, too much of a bookworm to catch the eye of a worthwhile guy.

  He tasted her juices and was covered by her passion in the messiest way possible. With that he fully expected to hear her howling at the moon as she orgasmed time after body-shaking time. Very little noise escaped her though as somehow despite the waves of bliss that were crashing against the castle of her mind, she managed to hold him deep in her throat.

  Had he been thinking about it ahead of time he would have feared for his manhood. He would have worried she would bite down as her body shook on top of him. Instead she turned her passion and the lust she absorbed from him into a tight seal around his cock as her mouth and throat worked him, trying to earn his load.

  It was because her cries were muffled that he almost immediately heard not one but two other female voices raised in bliss. Meikiyo cried out something that sounded like “A kamisama.”

  On the other side of him he could just barely make out beyond the thighs wrapped around his head Amelia, back arched and hand in her shorts, moaning out intensely. Jay worried for just a moment that they were both going to be angry before he realized that they were in the throes of their own massive orgasms.

  They didn’t have the luxury of the buildup even as aggressive as it had been which Huong received upon Jay’s face. Instead they were thrown into the deep end of the pool, as it were. A raging orgasm woke both of them as their minds and bodies went from zero to 60 in two seconds flat.

  Jay’s moment of concern must have lessened the pleasure he felt and thus the pleasure that he was projecting out. Amelia was having none of that though. Instead she sat up and none too gently placed her hand on the back of Huong’s neck just where it met her skull. Then she pushed down. Gagging the girl even more on Jay’s cock and pushing that last little bit t
hat she hadn’t been able to take into her waiting throat.

  Huong’s nose was forced against Jay’s balls and he jumped as his hips uncontrollably thrust up, fucking the throat that had him so close to release. Amelia called out as she thrust her surrogate down on him both in her own orgasm and in a demand that Huong not let up, “Don’t you dare stop sucking him, bitch.”

  Meikiyo was practically crying out, “More, more!” again and again as she lost herself to the unexpected pleasure.

  Amelia struggled to hold her pose with one hand feverishly working her soaking wet pussy and the other trying to somehow push Huong further down on Jay. In between her own moans of pleasure she would cry out things like, “Fuck her throat. Give it to her. We all need it.” Her selfish desire came out with each word as her body shuddered.

  Jay couldn’t take it any longer. The comfort of Huong’s body against him made him relax. The feel of Amelia’s trembling as she sat next to him lustfully pushing Huong to greater depths made him tingle. Meikiyo’s plaintive cries of pleasure as she plunged her fingers repeatedly into herself while lifting her hips into it as though she couldn’t get enough of it fast enough.

  He surrendered to the undulating grasping of her throat around him. Jay’s cock began to spurt its load and he felt it being drawn out of him from the depths of his being. His balls ached in the most pleasurable release. Amelia must have sensed that he was about to explode because she stopped moving Huong’s head up and down on him and instead held her so that he was completely sheathed in her throat. Streams of cum burst into her throat as they slid down to her stomach.

  Everyone shuddered their way to sleep. The elusive escape that Jay had been unable to find before came easily now. No longer did the noises of the jungle keep him awake but instead the rhythmic sounds of all three of the girls as they fell into deep sleep rocked him to dreamland.

  Chapter 34 - Pushing Harder

  Several hours later while the tiny moon still ruled the night, Jay was startled awake. As he blinked his eyes trying to shake the grogginess from his mind, his eyes were better adjusted to the darkness and he saw spread open before him the flower bud form of a neatly trimmed pussy.

  Confusion set in for a moment as he tried to distinguish the all-too-vivid dream that had woken him with the heavenly situation he found himself in now. Huong was still sprawled over him. Her thighs spread across his chest and her head still in his crotch where she was apparently so deep in sleep that she was drooling on his cock.

  Both Amelia and Meikiyo were cuddled up against him. Their bodies wrapped up in his arms and their legs tangled up with his on each side. He was caught up in the feeling of half-naked beauties on every side of him, but still couldn’t shake the fear that had arisen with his dream.

  He tried to stay very still as he recalled the message of the dream. It was like the others before and centered on sex. If he could have asked whoever was sending him these dreams one question he would have been tempted to ask why he had to ruin such great dreams. Even as he thought that Jay realized the obvious answer. What better way to get the attention of a 22-year-old guy or for that matter to make sure that he remembered the message?

  Jay was a bit surprised that despite being draped in the bodies of gorgeous and willing girls that the woman in his dream was once again Jasmine. He didn’t know if that spoke to him as an insatiable lecher or if it said that subconsciously he wanted the one girl he was least likely to be with.

  The dream took that same creepy turn as in the midst of intimate activities, Jasmine turned her head and spoke to him. Once again though the voice that came out of her tantalizing lips was his own. Since this was the fourth time that he had heard it like this he thought maybe he noticed something different about it.

  He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination but as he kept replaying the dream over in his head he became surer. It was undeniably his voice. What was different though was a certain quality to it. He sounded weary and not just in the tired sort of way. He sounded worn down by the weight of the world and perhaps even scarred by trauma.

  Jay didn’t know if it was possible to draw those kinds of conclusions just from his voice in a dream but it felt accurate. The voice conveyed a similar message but there were some differences. What was odd was the way that his precognition was tingling while he recalled the dream. The intensity of the danger sense was so great that even though he realized that the dream was the trigger he still sent out a pulse of life sense. Sure enough there was nothing unexpected close so he focused on the words of the dream.

  “Wake up. Danger. New threat. Must be stronger. 996 cycles remain.

  “All depends on descending. Take charge. Stop being distracted. Focus. Forge a path of change.

  “Save what can be saved. Give up what cannot. Find the behind.”

  Jay parsed the words and looked both for what was common to the other dreams and what was new. The countdown continued and he was surer now that cycles equaled days. Although for the first time he wondered why the voice, since it was him, would call them cycles and not days. That didn’t really make sense and he was curious enough to realize that things that seemed out of place were often significant.

  There was the same admonishment about descending. This made more sense after the ziggurat. Apparently he needed to keep going to the lower levels of the dungeon. At first that might have scared him but despite his stupid destruction of his spear last night he was more confident than ever that he could handle the challenges the jungle had to offer. The creatures were becoming almost laughably easy to defeat. He only had to kill a few dozen more today to clear this floor and then he assumed he would be able to go deeper into the dungeon.

  The message about forging a new path was still there but it called it a path of change now. Of course if the voice would just tell him what to change, it might make things easier. He shook his head as he realized that he shouldn’t assume things would be easy, not if this voice kept projecting fear to him.

  As he parsed the words, two parts of the message began to cause him the greatest concern. The first was the way that he was told to wake up like the danger was imminent. Not every message had that feel. Then combining that with words “new threat” made Jay think that there was a danger he had not discovered yet.

  Obviously, whoever had the power to bring him and all the others here was the biggest danger. Whether this was simply some kind of experiment conducted by aliens as some felt or was a form of hell where they were being tortured by demons as others believed didn’t matter. What was true was that the power of whoever was in control was far beyond anything they had. Jay hated feeling helpless and against that hidden foe he couldn’t help but feel powerless. It brought back all that fear of his father that he had growing up.

  The other concern was the new words. He tried to remember them exactly.

  Save what can be saved. Give up what cannot. Find the behind.

  The more he thought about those words, the more he felt a grim sense of futility come over him. Was he being told that no matter how hard he tried that the people around him were going to die or at least many of them? Was this urging him to listen to Amelia and give up on the others?

  That just wasn’t in his nature. He felt like after his mom and sister’s accident that his dad had given up on life, or more specifically given up on him. He wouldn’t ever be like that man and screw anyone who said that children were always like their parents. Jay had to rein in his emotions. Problems from the past needed to stay in the past and he had to deal with the real issues right now.

  So if he was to listen to the voice then he had to figure out what he could save. The obvious conclusion being that if he tried to save more than he was capable of he would lose everything. And what the heck did, ‘Find the behind’ even mean. He chuckled as he thought about all the cute behinds that he was staring at lately but he was pretty sure that wasn’t what the voice meant. Was the voice asking him to figure out who was behind bringing them here? That was the only
thing that made any sense, or at least as much sense as his own voice giving him messages in his dreams.

  Thinking about this left him feeling agitated. He began to try shifting his body trying to get free from the entanglement. Fortunately they all seemed to be deep asleep and he was able to get free and sneak away from them. He pulled his shirt back on and decided to jump down from the platform. He needed to occupy his mind. Amelia would be mad at him for being stupid but he needed to work off this tension he was feeling.

  Once on the ground he sent out a pulse of life sense. Nothing big was nearby which was just as well. He wasn’t looking to fight anything, just to train. In particular he wanted to train his hardened body and regeneration. Offensively he was more than equipped to deal with the creatures in the jungle, but last night proved that he was still vulnerable to injury, even if only from his own stupidity.

  Jay trotted through the forest till he got to the nearest big tree. As he moved he pushed stamina into his Hardened Body skill and then started punching the tree like it was a heavy bag. He didn’t bother activating speed or strength, not because he didn’t want to improve them but because he wanted to maximize his durability training.

  Even with just his passive strength and speed his blows fell like hammer strikes against the tree, digging shallow gouges into the bark and eventually working down to the wood of the tree. As he built up confidence in his toughness and regeneration he began hitting the tree harder and faster. Finally once he was swinging at full speed he felt one of his fingers break and had to pull back. He focused more on regenerating that finger and began kicking the tree. He had no real martial arts training but did his best impersonation of Kung Fu Theater.