Cori had just changed into her own bikini for the voyage, a deep red two piece that showed off her long torso and perky C cups nicely. Her fair skin was covered in goosebumps at the sight beside her. Corinna sat next to her bound and well fucked mother, the native pulling up his fatigue pants. She couldn't help but stare at his still hard erection as he cursed in his native language. He caught her gaze and smiled. "Just like your mother, eh?" he said, walking toward them. She went stiff as he leaned over her, but he was just undoing the belt that held Melody's ankles together. "Maybe you kiss it goodbye?" he said, squeezing his cock and leering into Corinna's doey eyes. His gaze travelled down to her chest, where his breathing stopped and his eyes went wide. He was staring at the trinket. His face became a mask of seriousness as he backed up and away from them.
"Cori, will you my untie my arms?" Melody asked, ashamed that her daughter was seeing this. The native muttered something under his breath and ducked out of the room, heading up the stairs to rejoin the crew. She pulled the string, and freed her mother. Melody stretched and rubbed her aching shoulders, and sighed. "You okay?" she asked her daughter.
"Did he...force himself on you?" Corinna asked, blushing as her mother readjusted the tiny triangle over her musky sex before retying the bikini top. Melody blushed, not sure how to respond.
"No. Not really. It's complicated." she answered finally, her body still electrified yet weak from the brutal fucking she had just received. She turned and studied her daughter. Cori was a gorgeous young woman on her first voyage into the jungle. She was obviously confused but grinned weakly.
"Its okay, Aunt Sandy explained it to me. What happens in the jungle..." she said. Melody didn't know what to say, so she just nodded. Cori sensed her mother's unease, so decided to lighten the mood and get something off her chest. "Its okay mom, that was one huuuuuuuuuge cock! Kind of hard to resist." she said with a giggle. Melody couldn't help but giggle with her.
"C'mon hon. Lets get topside."
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"Dammit, Axle!" Dr. Stevens yelled. "How long to fix this?" The two men were staring over the side, looking at the foot long tear in the hull.
"Walk back today, get repair supplies, come back tomorrow, leave tomorrow night. No problem." he said apologetically. It was already close to 3 PM. He knew that they'd have to stay in port over night. The doctor sighed, and nodded.
"Okay, fine. You, me, and Billy will go back to the port tonight. Capt. Xavier will stay here and mind the boat. Sandy?" he said, motioning his lovely wife over. The breeze whipped at her sundress as she walked. Her husband pulled his revolver out of the holster. It was a big gun, .357 magnum. "Take this. Billy will have the rifle, so we won't be needing it."
Sandy took the gun, looking back at Capt. Xavier. His face was a mask, but she knew his terrible secret. Melody came up beside her and hugged her arm. "Doc, can I go to? I'd like to survey the flora on the way back." Dr. Stevens looked at Melody as if seeing her for the first time. Her gorgeous, fit body shimmered with a thin layer of sweat. She wore Sandy's bikini and mischeveous grin. Melody leaned close to Sandy's ear and whispered, "Cori is ready for some fun. I need to give her a little space." Sandy blushed a bit at the thought, but she understood a teenage girl's desires.
"Sure, my dear. Sandy'll keep an eye on Corinna for you, won't you?" Sandy gripped the gun and looked down the river, toward the temple. If she had any chance of ending this all, it would be tonight. Slowly, she nodded.
With that, Sandy watched the four of them descend the ladder to the dark river below. She smiled bleakly at Corinna, and waved to her husband. The Captain lit a pipe, and watched her only protectors disappear around the river bend. |