Chapter 1 - Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this trip-up and they'd taken the farseeing misstep to Brazil to do a little geographic expedition of the rainforest. Dee and her hubby John were in their deep 30s and this was to be a stumble of a lifespan. They'd always talked about visiting the rainforest and now their dream had come confessedly.

They'd arrived at their hotel after a long flight and transfer of training and after some acclimatisation they were gear up to make the suddenly trip to the forest from the closest Town on the fringe of the forest proper.

They had taken a short bus ride to the river and to meet a pre-arranged templet who would involve them upriver venturing further into the jungle. They met Pablo at the river and after exchanging pleasantries he explained the route they were to subscribe to for the day. It would be an arduous but within their capacity. The heating system, however, and the humidity were something she had factored in and wore sensible trek knickers, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellent, though she was indisputable it wouldn't be enough.

The sauceboat ride had been uneventful and after various minute the river narrowed with dense vegetation and trees right up to the river's bound. That's when it happened.

All hell broke loose as respective pointer whizzed through the air, Pablo and John were hit and the boat, in their panic, capsized and it all went black.

Dee was scared beyond beat about what was to pass off to her. Dragged from the riverside by these fierce looking tribesmen she had no idea what fate awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a linguistic communication she didn't understand only compounded her sense of dread. Clearly her comer, forced or not, had thrown the village into a state of tumultuousness. The villagers themselves were unsure of what to do with her and looked on her as a terror of other white people to come ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the vivid heat and sun in the center of what looked like very crude huts in a glade in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her wrists into the vainglorious of the huts she could see, which led her to think this must be the tribal leaders'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her State Department of confusion she had a probability to seem at her capturer. They were a small people than Europeans, dark skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a pocket-sized string for the men that somehow they had managed to hook over the foreskin of their penis to keep it in spot, but it didn't leave anything to the imagination and their testis were on presentation. The fair sex were equally exposed as a lowly flip-flop that went around their waist also went between their legs accentuating their labia.

Inside the sulky hut, which was just barely high enough to tolerate in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with various colourful feathers attached to his caput clearly denoting his high status. He exchanged words with her ‘ safety ’, at times animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed quantify and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in front end of him. What he saw was a blonde woman in her latterly XXX. She has kept herself largely in figure, not by being a gym bunny but with a reasonable diet and exercise. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a curvaceous figure and perky 34b white meat, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the top dog, but he held his hand up telling her to be quiet.

With a clap of his workforce respective women appeared, and the guard duty melted into the background. The chief rung quietly with government agency to the women and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could grasp what was happening, her hands had been tied behind her back with some kind of vines, so tightly it made it impossible to move them.

"please don't do this"she pleaded but realising they didn't understand, and her protest would be in vain.

They marched her out of the hut taking her to a stake in the middle of the settlement that she did n't remember being there before and tied her firmly to it with her hands behind her back and the stake holding her firm. They then left her there.

It was getting dark and most of the the great unwashed had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to wassail, which she hoped was water, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did allay her hungriness it also had a soporific issue on her, and her anxiousness seemed to dislocate away.

It had gone grim and the charwoman reappeared indicating to Dee to bear up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of push and futile anyhow. Besides she still felt very mellow from whatever it was they had given her to drink.

She was untied and led back into the chief's hut and taken to two analogue stakes that she also didn't see before. The women stood either face of her and started to disrobe her. Their quick finger quickly understanding how buttons worked. Dee didn't object, she was still a little woozy from the, what would later turn out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her clothing and Dee stood there nude, her nipples erect from the gelidity in the air. Buckets of water were bought out and they began to wash out Dee from the dust and grim of her ordeal to date. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the same time as the womanhood 's hands and finger lingered on her breasts and nipples. In true statement the cleaning lady were fascinated by this Theodore Harold White adult female, the initiatory they had ever seen. They soon moved their attention to between her legs. Dee gasped as they parted her pussy, spreading her sassing all-encompassing apart and they dropped to their stifle to calculate inside her now sopping hole.

Dee was horrified yet incredibly aroused as their fingerbreadth probed deeper inside her, the contrast of their glowering finger's breadth darting inside her encouraged more of her lubrication - she was hugely turned on.

A sharp pull forwards and she was doubled over with her palms flat on the terra firma and her ass high in the air, she knew what was coming and the woman didn't disappoint. One by one they took routine fingering her ass sliding their fingerbreadth in her asshole deeper and deeper. Dee was moaning loudly as they delighted in making her frisson with delight, she could finger an orgasm building. Then just as she was about to go past the point of no replication the fingers were removed.

Dee felt cheated but relieved in match measures, she didn't want to return them the satisfaction of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon proved wrong as she saw two of the women dragging a boastfully wooden statue, roughly carved into the bod of a man with a huge phallus.

It has clearly seen lots of use as the member was worn smooth and the large bulging oral sex seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in store for her.

The charwoman half-dragged Dee to the statue and motioned her to sit on it. Dee hesitated ; she knew what was expected but that looked so big. They positioned her over the genus Phallus and pushed her down as inch by column inch it penetrated her until the tip was pushing against her cervix. She hated to admit it, but it felt good, it was filling her cunt completely and slowly she started to depend on it. Faster and faster she fucked herself on this wooden dildo as the women were whooping with pleasure. Dee wasn't going to be denied this time and she pushed on as her coming grew and she gave a cry and shuddered down on the phallus completely spent.

Dee wasn't allowed time to roost and the woman took her from the satisfying Phallus and led her back to the stakes. This clock time they tied her ankles to the interest which spread her leg wide and had the Lapplander essence on her twat sassing which spread open too. A small-scale table was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the board with her peg and her cunt open wide. The headman appeared and once again appraised the now naked Dee. He too was aroused by the sight of this ovalbumin charwoman with her sex on display and his to do with as he pleased.

His cock had been released and was hardening as he looked at her.

Dee cried out to him

"Please don't hurt me, please I'm beggary you ..."

The headman clearly didn't understand what she was saying and approached Dee until he was between her legs, his erection touching her pussy brim. Oh god he's going to sleep with me, thought Dee, please make it quick and then leave me alone.

The chief had other mind, he was going to make use of this woman for the rest of the night and slowly he slid his hard cock inside her.

Dee gasped, not so much at the sizing of the tool, but how horny the wholly scenario had made her. She should be repulsed and horrified by the situation but strangely she was longing for him to bonk her and this pressure bondage had made her drip with excitement.

The chief started slowly at first, he was fascinated by seeing his shaft gripped by the skin of this E. B. White womanhood's sex and how she was lubricating his shaft so that it glistened in the one-half luminance of the hut's fire. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's groan of satisfaction as she felt his rock-hard cock fucking her.

She knew she was going to orgasm and was amazed how good this felt, this old man skilfully fucking her into a mind-bending climax.

"Oh god don't stop consonant, keep fucking me you brute, kick in me your sperm ..."

Dee continued with a current of obscenities as her orgasm built to a shattering closing and whether by lot or sound judgment on his division, a stream of sperm hit her cervix uteri with storm military group as the chief loudly proclaimed his orgasm too.

"Oooh fuck oh fuck"moaned Dee as the chief withdrew his putz from her.

Almost immediately his digit were prising her cunt lips open to see his sperm seep from her sopping wet hollow. Her cream mixed with his. A charwoman was beckoned to take the chief's place and she soon had her mouth latched onto Dee's dripping twat and greedily lapped up this creamy mixture. The lapping of the tongue had the effect of bringing on another orgasm which felt as in effect if not as intense as the first.

This continued for the ease of the nighttime with the chieftain fucking her and shooting his load inside her and a different woman assigned to mouth tariff. She did marvel at his staying power that would put many younger men to shame.

Every prison term that he had her, she enjoyed it more. She would lie on her back on a straw mat and open her legs for him and gasped as his putz slid deep inside her very wet cunt.

Contented she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

She was awoken by one of the woman who was thrusting some drink and intellectual nourishment to her. She was gesticulating to Dee to eat and making noises that suggested it wasn't an option to refuse.

She had no idea was she was eating or drink but she was so hungry and athirst that she figured whatever it was she should try and nutrify herself. It was surprisingly tasty and contained some yield that she partly recognised.

She also realised that nudity was her only selection too, her apparel having long gone and besides it seemed de rigeur for the natives themselves. If she thought she was to be left alone after her night of elbow grease then she was mistaken. The woman, who she realised must be the chief's wife, motioned for her to get up and to follow her. Dee complied and followed her down feather to the river where it was clear up she was expected to bathe herself. The water was coldness and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the cleaning woman, who had been joined by former tribal adult female, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a retentive Bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the work bench on her back and no sooner had she done so than her implements of war and legs were pulled out and to the side and fastened to some wooden musical accompaniment with some vine. Dee started to protest but again she realised it would be futile.

Dee has always kept her kitty-cat trimmed but it seemed these women, who were devoid of any body haircloth, felt that she should be too. With some liquidity, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her legs and with what she assumed to be some sort of flint endocarp they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the stone was surprisingly sharp as her short-circuit pubic hair came away easily, her mound bald in no clip. The fair sex then deftly took one of Dee's pussy lips and extended it so that she could remove any hair from there too. This was repeated until the woman was satisfied there was no vestige of fuzz left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the adult female parted her lips wide to scrutinize her handiwork, feeling the need to slide a couple of digit into Dee's puss for a recollective inspection. Dee moaned as the old womanhood, tentative at 1st, soon increased her stop number and was soon finger's breadth fucking her, clearly determined to impart her to orgasm. Dee moaned loudly and then shuddered to a climax on the woman's fingers. The woman looked at Dee and smiled and spoke to the other woman who were watching.

They ushered Dee from the workbench and motioned her to travel along them back into the hut. The chief was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a spreading motility with his bridge player which made his intentions shed light on and Dee complied and spread her wooden leg. He was clearly horny for her and his fingers parted her now well-shaven cunt lips and slid a finger inside her. Dee moaned and prepared to submit herself to an exploration of her body.

She reached down and took his turncock in her hand, I ‘ m going to bask rather than endure this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her fondle his corpse manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his hammer and induce the school principal of his cock with her quarter round and forefingers. He clearly hadn't had this done to him before and he was enjoying the whizz of this white womanhood paying this amount of sexual attending to him. As she fondled him his hands went to her breasts and tweaked her mamilla, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the moment and didn't aim when he pushed her onto the floor and on her dorsum. Instinctively she opened her ramification exposing her wet snatch to him, her brim were open with excitement and anticipation. Unlike his previous energetic and rushed fucking before, this time he was going to take his time.

As her stage were open and up, he positioned himself on his knees between her his cock ramrod hard and pushing at her surface lips. Dee surprised herself by reaching around, clasping his buttocks and pulling him into her. She sighed deeply as he entered her and slowly they started to incite in sentence with each other, each thrust causing her to moan with pleasure.

Chapter 3 - The surprise

Dee's aliveness had changed immeasurably in such a short space of time. It wasn't that her high-tech life history in the city was forgotten, but rather through requisite she had adapted to this simple gait of life history. Her nudeness was ‘ just how it is'the simple delight of day by day existence was the challenge now. Surprisingly the biggest change was feeling constantly horny. Whatever it was she was eating and drinking had fired her previously sleepy libido into a raging torrent. Often her showtime daily thought would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a longing for the chief's cock inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, stage apart with her cunt wet and ready for him. The headman himself had acquired a liking for a good long blowjob and now often finished himself down Dee 's throat with his finger's breadth buried in her cunt.

He had also encouraged Dee riding the wooden statue as a variety of foreplay, he enjoyed how wantonly she impaled herself in figurehead of him. He had started to dream up new ideas for satiating this impressive Edward Douglas White Jr. woman.

Today was going to be just such a day ...

It had started like about day, a daily bathe with the Village women in the river. Many had grown used to the sight of the naked whitened woman, but the elderberry bush adult female still enjoyed some close contact with Dee though a little more surreptitious of late. Her fingers would examine between Dees legs under water and usually ended with her finger's breadth knuckle deep in her cunt. Dee enjoyed this too so did cipher to discourage her, besides it was a lovely warm up to the main event of the day.

After her bathing the women started talking excitedly amongst themselves and kept glancing at Dee and giggling, clearly there was something about to happen. They beckoned Dee to fall out them and they walked into the jungle away from the village until they came to another small clearing that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the midpoint of the clarification was a pen that contained a wild pig and when she looked again Dee saw that it was a Male with big Ball between its legs.

Oh no, thought Dee, they going to take a leak me watch them mow down it. Dee couldn't abide animal cruelty of any sort and the persuasion of what was going to befall filled her with disgust.

Two of the adult female went into the pen and insisted that Dee come them. Once inside the pen the adult female held an arm each and started tapping Dee's peg until she parted them. That was clearly a signal to the pig, who, grunting and snuffling made his way over to Dee. Before she realised what was going on, the pig had his snout between her leg and was snuffling at her cunt.

He was smelling her musk and deciding whether it liked what it smelt. Clearly it id as its snuffling became more vivid and Dee could feel his hooter pushing and probing her lips and she realised she was wet and her cunt was parting.

Oh god what is happening to me, she thought to herself. Not only have I been enjoying this extremely sexual life style, but now I'm getting turned on by a pig. She moaned quietly at the attending her cunt was enjoying, when some men arrived with a small table on pegleg and they put it in the middle of the pen. She also noticed that the top dog himself was there too, but he stood outside the pen and just watched.

When the table was placed the men came and restrained the pig and the women insisted that Dee get under the mesa on all foursome - it did take one of the charwoman to manifest before Dee understood. She complied and then the men let the pig go. It made a bee line of credit for Dee or more importantly the plaza where this delicious sex musk was coming from and briefly keep on nuzzling her wet cunt sass again.

One of the charwoman then picked up the pigs'front legs and put them on the board, so it supported its weighting. The Dee felt a urging at her backside and realised it was the pigs cock looking for an opening. The cleaning woman felt under the pig and took its tool in her hand and guided it into Dee's by now sopping wet cunt. Then she felt it….it wasn't a battering ram but rather a bottle screw result. The putz screwing around and back as it delved further into her bitch. She had never felt anything like it but oh god it felt howling. The pig was enjoying it too as he grunted ever louder in what seemed corresponding grunts of pleasure and satisfaction.

The surprisal didn't occlusive there though. As she felt the pig pump ample amounts of cum inside her, she could experience her cervix being probed energetically and then its tool pushed inside it and gushed what seemed the like pints of cum in her womb.

She let out a screeching of pain sensation and pleasure, pain at the hook event of the pig cock opening her cervix, but pleasure at the feeling of this warm cum spurting deep inside her than she'd ever experienced in her life.

The pig then stopped the probing of her cervix and Dee could feel it slither out of her little by lilliputian. She was gloomy to cerebrate it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would bask but oh was she awry. She had the most intense sexual experience of her life to date and that was saying something considering these hold out few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her kettle of fish, she realised she was incredibly full of pig cum and she could palpate it erupt from her cunt with some force. The onlooker had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the head had been lofty of his White person woman and incredibly turned on to watch her get fucked by the pig.

He couldn't contain himself any longer and as Dee was still on all fours, he knelt behind her and thrust his tilt hard putz into her. Dee moaned as she was being used again but she had grown to lie with being his fuck slave and his dick worked its magic on her again as she started to orgasm all over again.

Where was her biography going and what was instore for her ?

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