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Episode 26
A few sequences borrow inspiration from Amazon writer Gregory Michelson along with a few eighties action/adventure flicks.
Codes: cons, MFF, damsel in distress, sex as reward, maledom
Starring: Eva Green
This story is smutty, sleazy, morally corrupt and will probably make you into a worse person. Consequently, it shouldn’t be read by anyone.
This story is FICTION. It did NOT happen. The people portrayed in this story do NOT act this way in real life.
August 2011There’s still a sense of exoticism to international travels and movies set in foreign locations. Think back to classic James Bond and you remember there was a time when people didn’t travel all that much, when even a flight was considered something worth empathizing. Watching it on screen was the closest some people ever got to travel abroad.
Those days are long gone, but like I said; there’s some magic left. Especially when you’re the one going for a trip and the goal is deep in the jungle.
Peru was the destination this time. I was heading for the jungle-based set where the buxom beauty Eva Green was about to star in her first action-oriented role.
Jewel of the Amazon was predicted to be a sleeper-hit and it would be a golden opportunity for Eva to show her skills as a capable heroine. Something she hadn’t done up until that point. The ties to “explorers on a mission” type of flicks was obvious, and at the time, there was a market for tough women kicking ass.
Eva had actually made it as a co-producer and a major creative advisor on set. I was informed that her input was taken very seriously. StarGazer had poured plenty of cash into the project, so they sent me down to see if they were properly spent. And if I managed to get Eva onboard, Conrad surely wouldn’t mind.
***
Arriving on location, I was immediately struck by the humid atmosphere. As expected for the Peruvian rainforest, the climate was tough. I didn’t envy the people doing physical labor around here. In fact, I spotted crew members handing out water bottles to the rest of the workers.
I was reminded of the giant set I visited in the Malayan jungle years before. This film didn’t have the benefit of a construction budget in the million-dollar class, but it was an impressive effort. A few artificial props were coupled with some ancient ruins I assumed to be the real deal.
How they got the permission to film in such a secluded location I never knew, but Eva’s co-producers had the right connections.
One thing’s for sure – the exotic environment was peopled by exotic people. I stopped in my tracks and couldn’t help but stare as about a dozen topless girls flew by me. All were giggling, not to mention jiggling. Their costumes reduced to nothing more than jewelry and minimal loincloths to cover up their most intimate parts. Hips, breasts and asses were on full display. With their lusciously shaped proportions, I assumed they were hired from nearby stripper bars.
Shaking my head clear, I worried that someone had seen me, but I realized I wasn’t the only one staring. Most male crew attendants turned to the laughing girls as they walked by.
Moving through the camp, I got distracted, once again, by a stunning brunette with raven hair tied into a tight bun. She was clad in worker pants and a brown shirt that clung her ample chest. She looked Hispanic, although her lovely face made her seem slightly Southeast Asian.
A short introduction with the director aside, I was basically on my own, free to do whatever I wanted. Having considered the budget plan, I went into the tent with most refreshments and cooled off, watching the world like a fly on the wall.
The place was well prepped for the occasion with a camp consisting of tenfold of minor tents spread out over a relatively large area. It was like a small provisory village was built out here for the duration of the shot.
I spent just few minutes alone before a couple of figures emerged outside. Straightening up, I watched the lovely creatures before me - Eva Green and the beautiful Latina I had spotted earlier.
Of course, I had met Eva several times over the years. She was not one to hold long conversation with agent’ish types of my kind, although she certainly recognized me.
“Fancy meeting you here Alex.”
“Same to you Eva. You’re looking great.”
She wore grey working pants like most of the crew did behind the scenes and a lose shirt over a tight top. Her outfit seemed tailor made to underline a professional image, although it was unable to hide her immense hotness.
“Thanks! I need to for the upcoming shot. The director was happy as long as I kept the archeologist look.”
“Which you do.”
“You like?”
“Your outfit looks great. It’s kind of… Uh…” Both women giggled by my unease.
“A more refined Lara Croft don’t you think?”
“I definitely see the Lara Croft resemblance, yes.”
“I haven’t got the ridiculous bust, but I do the best with what I have.” Eva laughed as she moved her ample chest sideways, sending my head into a spin.
Her magnificent presence would dazzle even the most hardened men, bringing those massive globes forth inside that far too tight top. Say whatever you want about Indiana Jones, but he never had this much cleavage.
“Anyways, here’s my stunt coordinator – Lazua Dalios.” She nodded to the dark skinned beauty standing beside her, smiling at me.
I got to take a closer look at her. She was about four inches shorter than Eva, with a build that underlined her talent as a physical advisor with stunts and martial arts under her belt. Her lovely looks made me think of a princess guarding some Mayan temple. Her bust was all the more impressive for such a short woman. Why the heck was she comfortable working as a stunt-coordinator? She would look great on the big screen.
These two would send any heterosexual male into madness. I decided I better suppress my dirty thoughts and get the conversation going.
“So… From what I’ve been told, I assume the two of you have full control over second unit stuff by now?”
It was Lazua who took the word, speaking with a delicious Spanish accent.
“Absolutely! Eva’s in prime form. No opponent, no matter how skilled would stand a chance against her. All she needs is a whip and she’ll be ready to take over the world.”
Eva grinned. Her stature showed a woman filled with confidence and pride although she modestly dismissed Lazua’s lofty words.
“Don’t listen to her. I could never compare with Lazua. Those movements of hers are legendary.”
“I wouldn’t go that far Eva.”
“Oh, you should’ve seen her Alex. She’s got hips that would outmatch any belly dancer.”
“You like this kind of change?” I asked, trying to change direction so they wouldn’t notice my growing hard-on. “Because this is quite different from what you’ve been doing over the previous years Eva. An action flick shot on foreign soil.”
She nodded.
“It’s been a dream project for a while now. I’m so happy you smartasses at StarGazer finally saw some sense decided to get it funded.” She smiled proudly.
“It’s a passion project for you?”
“Absolutely! This is what I’ve been after for years – a chance to show that women can handle badass roles as well.”
“It’s much needed with all the sexist stuff flying around nowadays.” Lazua agreed.
“Then what’s up with all the fanservice?” I nodded towards the sexy female dancers rehearsing along with a score of male performers about a hundred yards away.
“Eh, it’s an R-rated movie.” Eva shrugged. “We need to give the guys something to drool over. They’re the target audience after all. Besides, the idea of lost tribes in the jungle always fuels the imagination. And what you see isn’t too far from the truth either.”
“It isn’t?”
“According to scientific analysis, these temple ruins are about the only remains of some largely unexplored civilization that existed along with the major cultures on the South American continent about a millennia ago. Right Lazua?”
“Right!” the beautiful Latina nodded.
“Most peculiar.” I said with raised interest. “At least I cannot remember having heard of this place, and I consider myself decently schooled in the subject.”
“You’re right.” Lazua admitted. “Geologists and archeologists have shown interest over the years, but nothing conclusive has been discovered. Yet!”
“Sounds exciting. So, Eva’s doing pioneering work with archeological interests in mind then?” I teased.
“I wish.”
Lazua looked at us nervously as if she hadn’t been tuned in on the humor.
***
An hour or so passed in relative boredom.
Surveying the site and getting a sense of the scale, my thoughts began to drift back to what the girls had told me. Ancient history had an attraction I could get behind. From the great African deserts to the north cape, there was something about past empires and civilizations that got to me. That this set was linked to some largely unknown society only made it better.
Everyone around me seemed to be in good spirits. Watching Eva rehearse with her male co-star and the extras, she gave off a confident vibe. She laughed along with the cast, but fell into a serious mode as soon as she discussed script details. It was obvious how much this film meant to hear.
Another thing entirely, something I couldn’t help thinking about was that this movie would be her first without any nudity. Ever since her breakthrough with the unbelievably saucy
The Dreamers she had never been shy – always giving audiences some spectacular topless shots or full-frontal scenes. Not so this time apparently.
I stared at the gorgeous woman who made even a casual stroll seem sensual. What a waste, I thought for myself.
***
Talking about mundane economic aspects is part of the job. The indifference that follows is a kind I had to get comfortable with the first year I was on StarGazer’s payroll. In this case, it was a minor sacrifice since it meant I got to spend more time with Eva and her lovely stunt-coordinator. I was in the middle of a chat with the safety advisor on set when Lazua came over. Her gait was enough to give her breasts a slight bounce.
“Listen Alexander, Eva convinced me to do some scouting. Do you want to tag along? I’ve heard rumors you’ve got experience.”
“Kinda.” I said, trying not to sound overly excited to spend time with, not one, but two bountiful beauties. “Back when dinosaurs existed, I got hired to find spots where you could get ideal shots and places where the terrain was suitable for rigging.”
“Well, that’s just too perfect! We’re going up there to get a bird’s eye view of this area.” She pointed towards the hillside rising up beside the camp.
She was right. This area would look spectacular from up there.
“I’d love to, but haven’t you guys got specialists for this kind of work?”
“That’s where yesterday’s football match comes in. Half of the technical crew got drunk at the after-party. We’re quite undermanned today, but I’ve done this before, and Eva wanted to come with me to get some first-hand experience with the jungle.”
“Wow! Great initiative.”
“Always rely on women to do a man’s job I guess.” she bragged.
“Fine with me. Terrain seems harsh though. Any suggestions?”
“Better shoes.” She smirked.
***
A large centipede, big enough it could see it from several meters away moved over the forest floor like a time-traveling tourist from the Cambrian ages. Eva got the shivers.
“Brrr! Just thinking of these things lurking around in the thousands everywhere makes my skin crawl.”
“Come on Eva. Be a heroine.” I joked.
“Easy for you to say. You’re not going to stay here for more than a day.”
“If you awake with one of them in your sleeping bag, just punch it in the balls and tell it to get the hell out.”
“I rather use a lawnmower.”
Lazua walked in front of us, handling the wilderness with a large machete. The hanging plants and gigantic leaves weren’t the main obstacle as much as the lack of a clearly defined path. We moved over large tree roots and a rocky and loose soil that covered the hillside.
I had been surprised when they decided to go through with such a basic task, but the girls took the climb far easier than I had thought. Eva walked on without pause or any complains, although I could sense that the climate was getting to her. Lazua, on the other hand was a true natural. She traversed the terrain with the flexibility and durability of a panther. I was impressed how she handled that machete as well.
“You’re okay?” I asked Eva beside me.
“Never better!” she panted. “We’ll come up to a clearing in a few minutes. There’s a road up there.”
“A road?”
“Lazua told me about it. Wait and see.”
Less than ten minutes later I knew what she was referring to. The terrain flattened and the forest opened into a broad pathway that resembled a primitive road. I also noticed architectural remains inside the dense forest to our left. A wall maybe? Sensing my curiosity, Lazua filled me in.
“This is what I was talking about. What you see here is among the few known reminders of that ancient tribal community.” Eva said. “Right?”
“Correct.” Lazua said as she let the machete sling to her side. “This is one of the richest, but least explored places of ancient culture on the South American continent.”
“I imagine there must be at least SOME interest in scientific circles?”
“Well, it’s largely shunned because it’s got no economic value.”
“None at all?”
“Archeological digs costs money, and that’s what explorers don’t have unless they can convince the right people they’ll earn billions.”
“I’m impressed. You’re telling me a whole culture was based around this mountain and no-one has taken the initiative to do a proper investigation?”
“That’s not the only issue, is there?” Eva added.
“Yeah!” Lazua admitted, “They made a few digs here about a century ago, and there was a part of the ruins down there that was considered, uh… A bit much.”
“How so?” I asked and was met with a double grin.
“Eva, you explain this one.” Lazua snorted.
“The people who once lived here weren’t shy about intimate details.”
“Really?”
“Not at all. Part of the temple you saw at the campsite was razed to the ground by puritan explorers in the 1920s because the sculptures they found inside were considered obscene for its time.”
“That bad?”
“Orgies, group sex and anything you can think of. They were some sort of fertility cult from what I understand. Even today, some of the finds are kept isolated from the public eye.”
“Sounds kinky.”
“I’m told it was truly was a sight to behold.” Eva grinned.
And I thought I knew about early civilizations on this continent. So, these people weren’t part of the major ones like the Mayans or the Inka?”
“What say you Lazua?” Eva asked.
“Nah, they isolated themselves here. Around this volcano.” She said as she pointed to the overgrown road stretching before us.
“This is a volcano?”
“Indeed. There’s volcanic activity in the area as well.”
“No eruptions in the near future I hope.”
“It’s been dormant for the past five hundred years. Hopefully it’ll stay that way for the next few months.”
I studied the murals to our left, hoping to catch some of those naughty details Eva spoke about.
We moved on. I was once again stuck by the exoticism of following these two beauties around like we were doing a nature doc. I sure love my job. The wilderness around us only added to the adventurous feeling.
The wall beside us gradually disappeared underneath a blanket of vegetation and overhanging branches that perfectly hid the remains of any human interference. As the terrain rose however, the ground began to shift underneath us.
“Are these tiles?” a curious Eva asked our guide who seemed suspicious herself.
“Could be. This would be quite the scoop if serious archeologists got the opportunity to come down here.”
“And this spot of ours?”
“The ridge I spoke of should be straight ahead. With a little luck, this path leads there.” Lazua said unconcerned.
Personally, I was getting slightly worried, and my sixth sense was tingling. This place was a well-preserved miracle, but that it hadn’t been properly investigated was cause for concern. Who knew what surprises laid ahead.
The sound of our footsteps began to ring hollow. Eva and Lazua couldn’t have noticed, but had I been more alert, I would’ve guided the three of us to the forested area to our right. We were heading straight into a severely dangerous area, and we didn’t know it.
“Look! We’re getting a nice view up here.” Eva said as the campsite slowly became visible behind the green.
“We sure are.”
Talking to beautiful women always force my guard down.
We walked for about twenty yards when disaster struck. The signs were everywhere, but I was either distracted by Eva’s ass or Lazua’s breasts. Our footsteps rang more and more hollow until we reached the place where the path could no longer contain the weight of three people and collapsed in on itself without warning. The road simply disappeared underneath us in a violent implosion of stones and dirt.
You’d need Spiderman reflexes to avoid such pitfalls. I registered Eva and Lazua screaming. Then I was weightless and my single thought as I fell was the classic “Oh, shit, this is the end!”
I didn’t immediately understand what happened, but I got a vague sense of falling slowly. Even though it lasted less than a couple of seconds, I knew something was off. As I came to a sudden halt, I realized I was covered in something sticky. I heard Lazua coughing beside me as blackened mud rained down over us.
“Holy shit! Are you okay?” I asked, trying to comprehend we had just survived a fall of no less than forty feet.
“I… Yeah, I’m good. I think.” Lazua stuttered as she looked around, as confused as me.
I realized we were covered in copious amounts of spiderweb. The material is strong enough to create bulletproof vests. Breaking the fall of three adult people was possible if sufficient amounts were in our way.
I suddenly sensed the absence of a certain film star.
“Eva?” I yelled in near-panic.
“Down here!”
Her voice was clear, but distant. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I understood why. She was crouching at the bottom of a long and narrow path that ended nearly a hundred meters below us, sloping down at a 60-degree angle.
“Holy crap! Are you okay?” I shouted, which sent my voice echoing.
“I’m fine! I think! Holt shit! We’re in for it now!” She called back. I could easily make her out, which struck me as odd since this grotto should’ve been pitch black.
“There’s no way we’ll get up this way.” Lazua groaned as we both freed ourselves from the sticky spiderweb and climbed down to the ground a few feet underneath us.
I knew what she was referring to. Attempting to climb the walls would surely result in disaster. Staring down at Eva, I wondered how she had hit the ground. At least she didn’t seem hurt.
Wondering if I should try to get her up to our position, the ground suddenly began to shake.
“Shit! The roof above is collapsing.”
“This place isn’t safe. HEY EVA! HOW’S THE SITUATION DOWN THERE?”
“I think there’s a tunnel here, but…”
“BUT WHAT?” I screamed as I shielded Lazua from falling rocks.
There was no time. No matter how bad things were down there, it couldn’t be worse than up here where the earth itself attacked. We had to take our chances. I took Lazua by her hand and hurried over to the steep stones where Eva had rolled down.
“This is… This is far too steep.” Lazua stared at me.
“We have no choice.” I nearly shouted over the sound of falling stones.
I grabbed her body as a large boulder hit the ground beside her. She let out a scream, her eyes so wide I thought they would fall out. Not hesitating for a second, I picked her up and jumped onto that slide. Holding onto her, we rushed down to a wide-eyed Eva.
There was indeed something resembling a tunnel behind her, or a mine.
“Further inside! Quick!” I shouted as we ran into the bowels of the earth.
With an avalanche happening right behind us, I gladly admit I was scared. If the entire roof collapsed, we would be lost forever, buried under kilotons of stone. That prospect was too nightmarish to comprehend.
The cascading sounds of disaster finally faded into silence. The earth laid still, and we dared to rest for a moment. We stood in a tunnel that rose about seven feet from the floor – more than enough for us to move through. The entrance we came through was completely sealed off, Lazua’s machete was gone, and the girls were covered in dirt, but at least they seemed unharmed.
At first, I didn’t quite understand why we could see each other so easily, until Eva picked up something from the ground and held it in front of us. It gave off a dim glow that made me think of fireflies in a summers evening.
“Is this…”
“These are fire stones – half-crystalized mass of raw carbon.” Lazua explained. “I have never seen this many before.”
I wasn’t sure what she was talking about, but it made our ordeal literally a little bit lighter. At least we could see where we were going.
“Dear God! Don’t tell me we’ll have to move further inside there?” Eva asked as she pointed into the void.
“I don’t know what’s ahead, but we’ve got no other option.” I tried to reassure her. “You know this, right?”
“We do.” Lazua said with a look of extreme worry on her face.
“This tunnel… The creators made it with a purpose in mind. It has got to lead somewhere.”
“Okay! We’ll manage.” Eva finally said.
“No worries.” I said worried.
We went.
***
Twenty minutes passed.
Our underground exploration was risky beyond measure, but I had to keep up a confident face not to frighten the women. Eva sounded okay, but she was breathing heavily, and I was sure she was scared out of her mind.
“You think the people down at the campsite know where to look for us?” she asked. Her stint as an action heroine had faded considerably. Even Lazua seemed far less confident now.
“Beats me, but we’ll get nowhere staying here.”
The tunnel before us seemed to move at a downward angle, something I didn’t like at all.
Another thing I didn’t like was the air seemed to heat up around us. We were inside a volcano after all.
“Who would think we’d be stuck inside a mountain.” Lazua said ominously.
“This isn’t just a shaft mine to extract minerals. It must’ve been built to lead somewhere, and these guys were good architects.”
“How so?”
“Think about it. This place is standing intact after centuries.” I said, trying to sound optimistic.
“You’re right. I can only guess what they had in mind, but this place must’ve been of some importance to them. No doubt.”
“How so?”
“Because it’s boobytrapped.” Lazua said with fear in her eyes. “STOP! Don’t move!”
We froze. Eva grabbed onto my arm so tightly it hurt.
“What?” she stuttered.
“That!” I said and pointed to the ground, realizing what Lazua had seen. The stone tile in front of us peeked up an inch or so from the surrounding floor. And on the wall besides it? Holes and slots, no doubt housing arrows. We would surely have been killed had Lazua not spotted the release switch.
“Oh, shit! We’ll fucking die down here!” Eva cried, close to a sob.
“Let’s not give up yet shall we.” I said, guiding us over the large tile and past the sharp arrows.
Moving on, the long tunnel stretched inwards at a slight slope. It was impossible to confirm, but it felt like the path carved itself into the mountain.
“Let’s move on. If they have traps, this path must lead somewhere important.”
“You’re right!” Lazua admitted, her pretty face covered in sweat.
***
Ten more minutes passed.
The stony surfaces surrounding us was replaced with dark soil. We soon walked through a muddy hole with roots hanging from the ceiling.
“There are roots here.” Eva said as she pointed at the tubes protruding from the walls, sometimes hanging in front of us. “That means the ground must be right above us, right?”
“It’s not so simple.” Lazua warned. “The root systems of the Amazonian forest floor stretches far down into the ground.”
I cast a glance upwards. At first, I didn’t notice anything in particular. Only darkness. Then I saw movements. And then I nearly froze.
Snakes! And lots of them at that. If I had been Indiana Jones, I would’ve freaked out by the sight of these creatures slithering around up there. I’m not an expert on herpetology, so I had no idea how they lived in this habitat, only that I wanted to avoid them.
Part of me wanted to warn the girls of the visitors, but I decided against it, hoping for a quick passage.
“Watch the ceiling.” I warned her as I saw Lazua moving through a curtain of roots.
I heard Eva mutter something behind me.
“Damnit, there’s so much of these fucking things getting in our way. It’s all over me.”
I was about to answer when the tunnel was shaken by shrill and frightened screams. Jesus, had she stepped on a spike?
“GET IT OFF ME! GET THIS THING OFF ME! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Before I even had time to react, Eva was running past me and Lazua, her shirt torn off and thrown into the mud.
“Eva, wait!” we shouted after her, but it was no use. Eva was running like an athlete, regardless of traps, pitfalls or whatever was hidden inside this maze. She screamed and tore at her clothes like she had been possessed by a Mayan deity.
I don’t think anything would’ve calmed down Eva at that moment. She frantically struggled to remove her top, although I was sure whatever snake had clung to her had long since been scared off by now.
“Eva, calm the hell down! That snake is gone, I’m sure it is.” I shouted as we tried to catch up with her.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO! I CAN FEEL IT ON ME! OMIGOD IT’S ON MEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
“Eva, that’s your…” I began.
In her panic, she ripped her top apart along with her bra, throwing it away, sending the scattered pieces flying as she sprinted through the mountain.
We ran after her for well past a minute before she finally had to take a break. Panting, she kneeled down on the floor.
“We’re past the snake pit Eva. They’re gone.”
“That fucking thing could’ve killed me.”
“I know, I know…” I said understandingly, not bothering to mention this species was likely a non-lethal viper. I didn’t because I was unable to take my eyes off her magnificent chest. By then she had registered her topless state, but was either too scared or too exhausted to care.
Lazua stood beside me, trying to keep calm, but even she was shaking by now – staring frantically around her body to make sure nothing had latched onto her as well.
This snake-situation should have been a moment of comic relief, but stress was getting to us all.
I removed my shirt and handed it to Eva. Flustered, she covered herself before we continued further down the pathway that gradually emerged from beneath the mud, ending the snake-threat for now.
***
Twenty minutes later.
The roof rose as much as twenty feet above us and a bitter sulphury smell lingered in the air. In front of us, the tiled path moved elegantly over a stone-bridge spanning over the ground. Its purpose was an enigma since there was no water around. It simply bridged a shallow five-foot trench. As such, the construction felt rather meaningless.
“A hall?”
“A way out?”
“Let’s tread carefully. There could be more of these traps around here.” Lazua warned.
Eva had gone awfully quiet, covering up in my shirt as she stood behind me. She seemed embarrassed about the whole situation, but she moved along with Lazua as she considered the road ahead.
I surveyed the bridge. It looked sturdy and intact. In a way, it looked way too perfect in these ghoulish environments. If the creators had made a whole damn bridge down here, they would probably have placed some nasty surprises on it. Lazua was of the same opinion.
“I don’t like that thing.” she said as she pointed to it. “Let’s move around.”
Eva and Lazua left the path and moved to pass the bridge on its right. I was about to follow when I suddenly had doubts.
Having a suspicious construction standing in our way was the perfect way to lure people around it, down on the equally suspicious muddy floor. In fact, where the girls had gone was…
“Eva! Lazua! Be careful!”
“What?”
“I said…” I began, before I realized they had stepped right into the trap. None of them had noticed, but they were suddenly standing in a difficult position.
“Ummm, girls.”
“Yes?”
“You’re standing on a tar pit!”
“The fuck?”
The floor was shaking like a waterbed. It was difficult to notice at first because that part of the cave was free of glowing stone fragments and the tar was hidden beneath a shallow surface of stones and mud.
As soon as they realized their sticky situation, they were suddenly unable to move.
“The hell!” Lazua exclaimed, her shoes now covered in dark sludge.
“Aaah, get me the hell out of this fucking…” Eva began, but her struggling movements were about to add to the disaster as she fell over.
“Here, let me give you a hand…” I said as I leaned from my safe spot and stretched my hand down to them. Lazua however was confident she could handle it.
“Not necessary. Damn! We’ve got this Alexande…” She insisted, but her feet were glued. With a gasp she lost balance and fell to her knees.
“Shit!”
Lazua’s pants were now stuck in the treacherous ground along with her shoes. Watching the two of them struggling to get up from the ground seemed almost comical, but a tar pit of this size is far more dangerous than most would think. In prehistoric times, they were lethal death-traps that killed any kind of living organism tricked into it.
Eva used her wits and took of her shirt – forming a provisory piece of rope, throwing one end to me so I could haul them in.
“Nice! Hold on to each other.” I said as I tried to drag both of them to safety.
Lazua and Eva held each other as I began to pull. It didn’t work.
“Shit! We need to…” Lazua said miserably, grimacing in annoyance as she realized what she and Eva had to do to free themselves.
“What?”
“No, you’re right, just leave your pants and shoes behind girls. It’s impossible to get them out of there intact.”
Eva swore and tried to kick against the ground, but she knew what had to be done. Loosening her belt, she and Lazua left their trousers in the pit, wiggling out of them like snakes shedding their skin. As she was skidding over the surface, Eva’s panties were dragged off as well, making her lose every remaining piece of clothing.
Miraculously, my shirt did the trick. I managed to pull them back onto the stony pathway. It would be the last time though, as it ended up a torn mess. I simply dropped the remains into the tar.
Eva was stripped down to nothing. I tried to ignore it, but even the tiniest peak revealed her killer body, topped with those large breasts with their huge rosy nipples. With her now unkept hair, she looked every bit as perfect as her character from
The Dreamers.
Lazua wore her tight shirt and panties, but nothing else.
“You’re okay?” I asked.
“I’ve felt better.”
“We need to get away from here. This place is serious about taking us down.”
Eva and Lazua looked down like little kids being caught shoplifting. This underground adventure had so far been humiliating for them both.
Moving on, we crossed the bridge without further setbacks. Typical! Everything was a ruse to set us onto the wrong path, just like I had figured out a few seconds too late.
***
We continued for five minutes. Then another trap activated.
This time it was a hidden switch in the floor. Although Lazua had lost her shoes and pants, she insisted on taking the lead. Guiding us through the passages, she must’ve assumed it would be too dark for me to make out her sexy thong showing off her ass in full detail.
The tunnel was wider now, but the right face of the wall concerned me greatly. It seemed like it was made to fall apart if anyone as much as touched it.
“Hey, Lazua. Everything all right in front?” I asked as I lead Eva by her hand.
“Seems okay to me.”
“We can’t take any more of these traps you know.”
“I can do it.” She said confident but tensely, clearly shaken by the latest tragedies. “This isn’t an ideal place for a setup. I mean, these people could never have made something that sophisticated.”
I wasn’t so sure myself. They had proven to be terribly effective so far.
I was just about to warn Lazua about this when she stepped on the wrong stone and activated what can only be described as a medieval flamethrower hidden inside the wall to her left. A fraction of a second later, her upper body was engulfed in flames.
Eva shrieked along with her stunt-coordinator as Lazua flailed around like a human torch. There and then I was certain we had lost her for good. Luckily, human beings don’t burn well. Clothes however are highly flammable, and it was up to me to get them off her as quickly as possible.
Moving like a phantom, I got hold of her flaming shirt and ripped at it, although it was practically disintegrated by fire. Instead, I caught her by the bra which quickly crumbled to blackened pieces. Her panties were already ash by then.
Her hair had untied and was flowing freely around her shoulders, giving off a bit of smoke. Luckily, it hadn’t caught fire.
“Holy shit! This place is hell!” she cried with tears in her eyes.
“I know, I know! Listen, you’re gonna be okay!”
“Fuck! I nearly burned to a crisp there!” she shouted, her gaze wide eyed, barely comprehending what had just happened.
“Calm down Lazua…”
“Calm down? The fuck, you saw what happened! How the fuck am I supposed to calm down.” She yelled before starting a panicked tirade in Spanish, gesticulating like mad.
I let her have her moment. Watching a buxom naked woman jumping up and down in fury has a beauty to itself. Eva stared blankly in front of her, barely comprehending the situation. We needed to get out quick if they were to keep their sanity.
Trying to take my mind off Lazua’s involuntary nudity, I spoke to her.
“Hey! Lazua!”
“Qué dijiste?”
“Uh, I just remember you said this mountain was a dormant volcano. Is it possible this place connects with the streams of the Earth? It would explain the smell, the heat and that flammable trap.”
“Fuck if I know. Hell, let’s get the fuck out of this place.”
She spat that last sentence. Swearing in Spanish, she stumbled towards the wall to our right, still dizzy from her near immolation.
Unbeknownst to her, the wall was exactly as brittle as I had feared. In fact, it was another trap to make sure whoever hadn’t been set afire would be cautiously holding to the right and plunge straight into the void that laid behind.
All it took was the mere touch of Lazua’s body and the wall gave away with a thunderous crash, pulling her with it.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!”
I threw myself like a professional goalkeeper, grabbing her wrist in the nick of time. Lying on the ground, gasping for breath, I was now the only thing connecting her to life. She was dangling over a dark and bottomless abyss.
“OHGOOOOODDONTLETMEGODONTLETMEGO!”
“HOLD ON!” I groaned.
“HEEEEELLLLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEE!” she shrieked.
I had to tighten my grip on her as she squirmed in mortal terror. There was a low rumbling as the pieces of the wall hit the ground several hundred feet below us.
“Eva! Give me a hand here!” I shouted, but I don’t think she even registered my words.
Shaking uncontrollably, Eva slouched down onto her knees, trembling. Her lifeless eyes devoid of life, her mouth hanging open.
“EVA!”
No answer. Only the echoing screams of Lazua.
To this day, I don’t know how I managed to pull her up. I imagine it was adrenaline shock. In time of dire need, humans have the capacity to do extraordinary things.
Dragging her over the edge of the steep fall, she was shaking violently. Latching onto me, her large breasts pressed into my body.
“We’re going to die down here!” she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
It didn’t feel right to think like that, but her pathetic appearance made her look even more attractive.
“Lazua! We’re getting out of here. All we must do is to keep going. Sooner or later, there’ll be a way out.”
Eva had about lost it by then. Only muttering for herself down on the floor. She pretty much mirrored Lazua’s desperate state of mind.
“We’re gonna die down here!”
***
The next half hour was tense, although things gradually improved. The tunnel floor slowly draped itself in a grassy soil which must’ve comforted the girls as they walked barefoot. The ground also begun to tilt slightly upwards. I considered these good signs as we were possibly closing in on an opening.
Eva and Lazua rarely spoke and no longer made any attempts to cover themselves up. I think they were too despondent to care. Both went on as naked as the day they were born.
The numerous events had shaken them to their core. I couldn’t blame them – this was far too much for any normal people to deal with. Holding onto my body from both sides, they anxiously surveyed the walls and got frightened by the tiniest movements, including their own shadows.
As we moved through the mountain we suddenly gazed upon a large female face. It was nothing but a carefully shaped stone in the wall, but that was enough to make them yelp loudly and collapse to their knees, clinging to my legs so hard I had to tell them to let go. A few minutes later came an immense beetle, half a foot long clattering up the wall just in front of Lazua. She shrieked so loud I feared the roof would come down and literally jumped into my arms, throwing her arms around my neck. It took a whole minute before she released her grip. At last came an observation inside a gaping hole in the wall where we caught a glimpse of a spider the size of a cat. Eva, unable to cope with the sight, began to sway before her legs gave in and she fainted. I had to carry her over my shoulders like a sack of potatoes for about ten minutes before she regained consciousness.
For as scary our cave-adventure was, I must admit the two women were a much welcoming sight that made me feel strangely self-assured. This ordeal had reinforced the sexist stereotypes both girls had criticized back in the camp. They were reduced from action-girls to helpless damsels who had to rely on buff action-guys to save them.
***
The tunnel widened before us, and the number of glowing stone fragments seemed to increase. At least that’s what my eyes told me as our environments became more visible. A portal soon appeared before us, built of a lighter shade of stone. On the overlaying pillar was a woman’s body sculpted in impressive detail – lying on all fours with her ass in the air, her expression a state of ecstasy.
“This is…” someone said.
“An opening!” Lazua shouted and took off in a sprint, passing through the portal and turning to our left, running out of sight.
Fearing another trap, I tried to warn her, but to no avail.
“Wait, this could be…”
“Nonono! Come here! Look at this!” she shouted back at us. It was the first thing she’d said in nearly half an hour. And she sounded excited.
Following the naked woman, I passed the gate and saw the tunnel expand into a large chamber. This place was immense with a width of about hundred feet. The floor was entirely covered in grass, with large veiny roots slinging down from the roof and along the walls.
Far more important, from a rough circular opening about 15 feet up on the wall shone light. Not due to glowing stones, but the real deal. Daylight. It cast an almost magical glow inside the room, illuminating a myriad of life-size statues.
Right then I didn’t notice them as Lazua and Eva screamed in delight, jumping up and down in joy, making their large tits bounce.
It took me a few more seconds to register the lurid details surrounding us, because the decoration was of a kind that would not survive the exploration of Victorian sensibilities.
“Oh, God! These statues… Look at them.” Eva suddenly exclaimed in awe and wonder.
“Indeed. These would surely have been obliterated if they were discovered a century ago.”
The humanoid statues were blessed with some of the most intricate details I had ever seen. They had to be made of some mineral soft enough to be shaped down to tiny extremes. Minor body parts like fingers, hair, eyes and even nails were detailed with keen skill.
However, what these statues portrayed was what truly made our jaws drop.x
At the entrance of the cave stood two massive statues on each side – both hugely pregnant women with their arms caressing their enormous breasts. That was just the beginning.
Inside the cave, roughly about a hundred statues formed a depraved saturnalia. Here was a sculpture of a muscular guy taking a woman from behind while she fellated one in the front. Here was another man lifting a woman by her ass, licking her in an upside-down sixty-nine as she sucked on his member. Here were two women watching a man fucking a small girl in a rough missionary, a look of pure joy on their faces.
In the center of the room kneeled a half-circle of women with their hands clasped behind their heads, massive tits and gravid bellies on display, their faces smiling in desire as they watched a large male figure take another pregnant woman doggy-style. The details were so immaculate I could almost hear them moan – the sexual energy lingering in the air.
The lewd details were uncanny, like real people petrified in the midst of a massive orgy. They all gathered around in this massive cavern.
“They look so…” Lazua began, speaking like in a trance.
“…So content!” Eva finished for her as she moved her hand over a large hunk lifting a woman up by her ass as he had her, the female’s legs pointing straight up into the air.
She sounded just as enthralled as Lazua. I imagined she was in awe. And maybe there was a hint of jealousy in her voice?
“It’s a fertility temple.” Lazua whispered. “A place for men to mate with their women – to make them pregnant.”
Her hands slid down over her breasts as she spoke. Eva wasn’t far behind her in that regard - her own fingers had found their place between her legs.
The constant fear, coupled with the numerous near-death situations had torn their dignity and inhibitions to shreds over the past couple of hours. Watching the lurid details of this orgiastic cave no doubt pushed their will to the limit.
Lazua was right, this was a fertility-temple, but it was more than that. This seemed to be a place where women came to submit to their male partners – learning about the pleasure of obedience.
Eva couldn’t control herself any longer and began rubbing herself. Her breath was coming in labored gasps.
“Ooooh fuck! I can’t take it! I can’t! This is so fucking hot!”
Lazua couldn’t take it either. She stood beside Eva, supporting herself on the statue of two women pleasuring a large guy with their bodies.
“Mmmmm, oh God! I’m so fucking WET!”
“Me too! I’m so fucking horny I could jump on a table leg!”
I watched the two of them lose control – seduced by the naughty ornaments all around us. I was unable to decide what to do, but Eva and Lazua made the choice simpler for me.
Communicating with glances, they acted as one. Turning to me, they tilted their heads invitingly to the center of the room before they ran off.
They didn’t take up a random spot, but kneeled in front of the pregnant statues in the middle. The petrified women behind them seemed to acknowledge their decisions with horny grins as they went down on their knees. Side by side, they clasped their hands behind their heads, shooting their impressive assets out towards me.
“Comere Alex! Take your reward! You deserve it! Eva said dreamily as she began to fondle her tits.
“She’s right!” Lazua panted. “We’re helpless without you. You showed us how a real man leads, and how a real man act during a crisis.”
“After all, we’re just women. A man’s job is to make his women submit and fill them with babies!”
Eva and Lazua sounded like they were about to faint from sheer horniness.
“Yes! Yes! Just like it’s a woman’s duty to give her man as many children as he desire!”
“We’re yours to take Alex!”
“NOW! WE WANT IT NOW!” Lazua screamed – her voice sounding like a desperate plea, the way people beg for mercy.
Laying down on their backs, they spread their tights wide apart and fingered wet cunts with three and four fingers each. Staring at me intensely, their hands moved in a blur, juices spurting as they whined in desire.
I could barely believe my eyes or ears. Eva and Lazua had transformed into rampant sluts with nothing but breeding on their mind. For a fleeting moment I considered the possibility that I was witnessing something supernatural - that the place had magic qualities that turned everyone’s libido to the max, but I knew the truth was far simpler.
We had been through hell. The girls had suffered nothing but humiliation and defeat, besides constantly skipping the line between life and death. Add to that the sexual nature of the statues greeting us just as salvation seemed at hand. Anyone would lose it during such circumstances.
Squelching fingers continued to dance as they cried out.
“Take us Alex!”
“Use us!”
“Breed us!”
“Knock us up!”
“We know you want it!”
They were absolutely right, because I undressed so fast it didn’t even register to me. Getting as naked as them, I heard their moans turn into excited squeals as my rock-hard boner jumped into view - the mere sight of it was enough to get them off.
I joined them on the grass, surrounded by statues of a long-forgotten civilization as witnesses. Both girls fought for my attention as they moved up to their knees again, swaying sensually and caressing their sexy bodies.
Eva shot her magnificent chest forwards to get my attention. Moving over her, I pushed her further back so I could change into a better position. Supporting herself with her hands on her ankles, she jutted her large chest forward. Bowing my legs, I reacted before she had time to register. Eva cried out as I shoved my cock between her tits, acting like my cock was the most prized treasure in her life.
Lazua was just as eager. Hopping up and down beside us, she clapped her hands as her tits bounced wildly.
“Aaaahhh, yessss! Use those milk jugs of hers. They’re so big! Almost as big as mine!”
With those words, she thrust her tits into me, rubbing them all over my face. I let her do her thing. The soft pleasure of having such wonderful assets to play with was beyond exciting.
I was having a tit-fest out of this world as I fucked Eva’s while I feasted on Lazua’s. Both threw their heads backwards and cried out like they orgasmed by my touch. Eva began to fondle her jugs around my member so I got maximum friction between her juicy pillows. I had a moment of clarity where I considered the absurdity of what was happening. A few hours ago, I had drooled over her back at the set, but here I was; lost in the pleasure of tit-fucking Eva Green inside an ancient cave.
Lazua took my right hand in hers and moved it on her ass. Pressing herself onto me, we began to kiss and tongued like the world was ending. Kneading her ass, I increased my speed between Eva’s tits, causing her to shake.
I was occupied with two babes and fought hard to pleasure both of them, but we all needed change. It was time for some hardcore fucking, and neither Lazua nor Eva wanted it another way.
Pulling Eva up from the ground, she giggled like a bimbo, while Lazua spotted something she liked.
“There! Over there!”
She pointed to our right. Two couples were placed there. Both female statues leaned up against the wall, hands-first, while they were taken by two large muscular men. The girls’ faces were contorted in ecstasy - their eyes closed, mouths open and heads thrown backwards as their partners held them by their hair. The sway of their large breasts was so meticulously sculpted they looked like they were captured in the moment their male partners thrust into them.
It was a totem of male dominance and female submission, and Eva and Lazua were in awe.
“Between those two! Take us like them! Fuck us like the submissive sluts we are.”
They ran over and placed themselves up against the wall between the mating couples. Eagerly arching their backs, shooting their asses into the air, they turned their heads back to see who I would pick.
“Take me first!” Eva cried, smacking her ass in loud fleshy smacks.
“No, take me first!” Lazua pleaded, wiggling her ass in a desperate effort to win me over.
The situation was so fucking hot I considered the possibility I was dead and gone to heaven. Every man’s dream! Two women transformed into uncontrollable whores, begging for my cock.
Lazua’s body was such a sinfully sculpted landscape I couldn’t ignore the way her large ass twerked in the air. Moving up behind her rump, she let out a triumphant cry as I mounted her. She was so wet I bottomed her out with my first stroke. Throwing my hips into a blur, I gave it to her like she wanted it: Hard! Pounding her so violently her entire body shook.
Eva didn’t mind that I had chosen her friend - she cried as if she was the one being taken.
“YEEEEEEESSSS! FUCK HER! DEEPER! HARDER!"
Lazua handled my cock like a pro. Looking back at me with gritted teeth, she shot her large rump backwards to meet my forward movements. She didn’t have to. I was fucking her so hard she had to keep her hands firmly placed against the wall not to get slammed headfirst into it. Over her cries, I could hear fleshy smacks as her luscious tits bounced underneath her. I moved my hands from her hips to her ample gazongas, squeezing them and kneading them with my fingers.
Eva was running completely out of control - fondling and licking at the female statue being fucked beside her. Not content with stony pleasure, she threw her naked body into me, encouraging my rough treatment of Lazua.
“Knead her! Use her tits like they are supposed to be used!” she gasped in my face. “Soon there will be mouths latched onto them! Mounths of babies! YOUR BABIES!”
Eva thrust her face into mine and we began Frenching like mad, her tongue roaming around in my mouth, mating with my own. For a moment, I was taken by her vigor, although my hands never forget they were on Lazua’s large tits and my cock never forgot it was pumping deep inside her pussy.
It was tough handling two fuck-crazy nymphs like this, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Pushing Eva away, I grabbed Lazua by her hips and moved her from the wall with such force that she temporarily hung in mid-air, still impaled on my cock. Pulling out of her, I lifted her up and turned her around in my arms, causing a horny giggle. I was about to reposition, and I was drawing inspiration from the sculptures surrounding us.
I leaned her upper body down in the grass, right beside the statue of a guy taking his woman with her head to the ground - her legs splayed wide as he leaned over her, fucking her in a rough piledriver.
Adapting his stance, I helped Lazua into a similar pose, until her entire weight rested on her shoulders, her tits pressing into her face. Lazua loved my initiative and opened her legs in an impressive split.
“Take me like this! Knock me up like the preggo slut I am!”
Moving over her and plunging back inside Lazua’s hot cunt, I swear I felt an almost mental connection to the makers of the statues around us. I could act out like a tribal king with my own sexy harem. Lazua and Eva made it easy to play out this fantasy as they submitted completely to their urges, allowing me to do as I wanted.
I began moving, pounding the sexy Latina underneath me. It’s a bit of a challenge when your partner is upside-down, but it creates an incredible visual as she’s completely submissive, underlined with insane screams of pleasure as I fucked her.
“EEEEEEEEEH! EEEEEEEEHH! EEEEEEEEEEEHHHH! EEEEEEEEHHHHH!”
Unable to control herself, Lazua grabbed her tits and kneaded them hard before she shoved both nipples into her mouth like she needed something to stop her from screaming.
Eva moved up beside me. Her hand found itself down between my ricocheting hips and fondled our sexes as my dick pumped in-and-out of Lazua’s sopping pussy. Her tease caused me to groan even louder.
“She’s ready Alex! She’s ready for breeding. Knock her the fuck up!” Her large eyes stared into mine. There was no sense of irony or act in them – only faithful belief, like she was stating a mundane fact.
Lazua was sent into a screeching fit as she hit her peak and got ready to receive my offerings.
“CUM INSIDE ME! KNOCK ME UP! GIVE ME TWINS! GIVE ME TRIPLETS! MAKE ME INTO A WADDLING BABY FACTORY! IIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
That did it! Blasting deep within her, my release hit Lazua so hard I triggered her own orgasm. Eva latched onto me and wailed in sympathy with her partner as I came, growling like a madman as I filled the Latina goddess with so much cum it came exploding out of her convulsing cunt like a fountain and splattered over her ass and belly.
Lazua’s legs tensed up completely as I tightened my grip on her, holding her body steady as I filled her womb. Her uncontrollable movements milked my balls empty as both girls wailed so loudly, I feared the cave would collapse on top of us.
I had to take a deep breath as I dismounted the panting woman on the ground. Eva helped her around and tucked her legs upwards, until Lazua was hugging her hips. Smiling in pure bliss, she began to shift her body from side to side - the old-school trick to assure conception.
My God! They really meant it when they said they wanted my offspring.
Having fucked ourselves nearly witless, I had to rest for a few minutes in the grass, but it was clear Eva wouldn’t leave this cave without my sperm inside of her. Rising up from her now half-conscious partner, wetness glistened between her thighs. She was so ready she looked like she would leap onto me.
Naughtily she scanned the cave, looking for inspiration. Finding what she wanted, she grinned and pulled me over.
“Like this! I want it like this!” she giggled and walked over to the statue of a muscular hunk lifting his woman and mating with her as he held her entire body from the ground like a symbol of masculine triumph.
I would be tough to handle her like this so soon after my tryst with Lazua, but Eva gave me no choice as she jumped straight into my arms and made out with me so hard that drool and spittle flew over our faces. Her animalistic moans caused my cock to do a meteoric rise. Getting ready, I grabbed my dick and made sure it found itself into Eva – which was hard given her body wiggling all over me. Finally plugging her, I was met with a high-pitched shriek. As she locked her muscular legs around my waist, I began pumping in and out of her, showing her no quarter.
Initially, I feared holding her up like this would’ve been tiresome, but that wasn’t the case at all. Silly as it may sound, I felt like I was possessed by the spirits of the ancient culture behind the statues here. In any case, the uncontrollable woman in my arms was no match for me.
Lifting her up and down, I paused momentarily to let her use those athletic hips. She was an expert lover, that was for sure. She used her well-formed curves and threw her lower body into a frantic rotation while she roared like a horny lioness – her eyes staring deep within my soul. Letting her have her moment, I held steady and made Eva go to work on me. A sexy actress doing a belly-dance on your cock to show off her feminine goods is something every man should experience at least once in their lives.
Letting her gyrate on me for a whole minute, I took over again – halting her movements by lifting her up by the ass before letting her crash down on my dick. She threw her head backwards with a gasp as her submissive urges took over. I sensed tears running down her face. She was so emotionally taxed she cried out in pure joy.
“Just like her!” she cried. “Take me just like Lazua! Pump your sperm deep inside my womb and make me pregnant! Treat us like your personal baby machines!”
I heard Lazua scream in pleasure by Eva’s admission. By now, the rush of blood through my head was so loud I was becoming dizzy and heard all sorts of crazy shit. In fact, I swear I heard encouragement from the petrified flock around us. A choir of horny voices chanting as I continued to fuck Eva.
She was even more vigorous than Lazua. Releasing her legs, she let them fly into the air, which caused even better friction between our sexes. Her movements forced me to tighten my grip on her ass while her legs went out of control and kicked into a blur. It must’ve looked like a stick-insect trying to fly off!
As sexy as her writhing body was, she soon made it impossible to hold her still. I had to put her down.
Opting for the correct position to conceive, I leaned her down in the same position as my previous partner, only this time I moved her legs over her so that Eva’s feet was pushed behind her head. Ready for the taking, Eva grinned at me as I got in a position to really fuck her.
Leaning my entire body over hers, I grabbed hold of her ankles as I used my entire weight and pushed down into her furnace. It may have looked like I was about to do push-ups, but in reality, I borrowed inspiration from the tantric manual (which Thandiwe Newton had once introduced me to). Using only my buttocks and hips, I began pounding the folded woman underneath me, causing a submissive squeal as I started thrusting.
The intense rutting that followed paid respect to the debauchery surrounding us. We were beyond reason - only a trio of wild animals, hellbent on mating and making babies in-between a myriad fertility idols. As the cave echoed with fleshy slapping and feminine whining, there was nothing but baby making on our mind.
Pounding Eva like a breeding bull, her huge eyes bulged out of her skull and her mouth was open in an endless assault of horniness. She wasn’t the only one. Over the blood pulsating in my ears, I heard Lazua yell beside us.
“IMPALE HER CUNT! FILL HER UP LIKE ME! PUMP HER WOMB FULL OF BABY-JUICE!”
She was on her knees, fingering her pussy so intensely juices were flying as she watched her fellow companion getting fucked like a piece of flesh. It was enough to get her off and her hysterical screaming was enough to get Eva off too.
Feeling her inner muscles tense up around me, my pumping motions sent her into a screeching fit.
“YEEEEEEESSSS! YEEEEESSSS! I’M CUUMMMMMMMINGGGG!”
Letting go of her ankles, Eva’s legs immediately flew into a full split, jostling like she was hit by electricity. I felt my balls rise like I was about to ignite a volcanic eruption. With seconds left, I leaned back and grabbed Eva by her thighs as I rose up on shaky legs, getting ready to fire. With a roar, I hoisted her entire body off the ground and held her in mid-air as I exploded – coming so hard sperm gushed out of her cunt in large gobs.
“Ooohhhhhhhh YEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
“YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS! FILL MY WOMB! I WANT YOUR BABIES! I WANT YOUR BAAAAAAAAAABIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEESSSSS!”
Eva’s cunt milked my cock as she hung impaled in mid-air while her arms and legs thrashed so hard I had to hold onto her with all my might as our juices danced and mingled inside her womb. Her eyes flew into the back of her head as her drooling tongue slithered out of her mouth and hung there.
She continued to writhe and scream mindlessly about wanting my babies for nearly half a minute until she hung on my dick like a lifeless doll. Beside me, Lazua had reached her fourth or fifth climax of the day and had collapsed forward with her ass in the air – her arm holding onto my ankle.
Our wild breeding-session had come to an end. I slowly laid Eva down in the grass and took a long-deserved rest in this perverted sculpture park.
Eva and Lazua were taxed to their physical limit. They used nearly an hour to restore strength enough to stand back onto their legs.
***
Even with a clear exit, it took us nearly an hour before we had amassed enough material to get to our “window”. Vines, statues, loose rocks, everything we could get our hands on - it all had to be stacked up into a primitive ladder so we could crawl through.
Having pushed the girls outside, I took a last look at the chamber underneath me. The discovery of the century, no doubt.
The circle of light took us through a narrow tunnel. After just a minute of crawling, we found ourselves on a hillside with the most perfect view of the surrounding landscape - the view that we had gone looking for some hours prior. The camp laid no more than a couple of hundred metres away, implying the labyrinth had moved around in an upward spiral inside the mountain, bringing us back toward the surface.
And then, thanks to our staggering luck that day, the ground gave in underneath us, and we were taken by another avalanche that sent the three of us tumbling down the hill in a wave of mud.
There was lots of screaming and shouting, but for once, luck was on our side as we landed in a pool of clear water. We hit a depth of nearly five meters before we regained a sense of direction and swam to the surface. We all gasped for breath, staring at each other in disbelief. How many trials must a man go through before he reaches the edge of sanity? I was close now.
“What a fucking day!” I said to myself as we reached the shore.
“Well, the fucking-part was a blast though.” Eva added with a finger sensually trailing over her lips, and we laughed.
Our laughter faded as soon as we heard something or someone coming through the jungle towards us. With the series of unlucky strikes that day, I prepared for an ambush by aggressive tribal people or a panther, but it turned out to be one of the crew members smoking a fat bong. What he did out here we’d never know, but he stopped in his tracks as he saw us on the lakefront - me only wearing pants and both girls totally naked. He stared at us like we were alien lifeforms as Eva and Lazua turned crimson and covered themselves up with their arms as best as they could.
“Uh, so how did the scouting go? We’re cleared for a shoot from up there?”
The following explanation was mortifying to say the least.
***
Dramatic events tend to make people reconsider their priorities.
While our little adventure didn’t cause production setbacks, it made Eva opt for a few adjustments to
Jewel of the Amazon. As a producer, she had considerable power to do this, although most people were stunned and confused by her initiative.
Eva now wanted her male co-star to be the protagonist while her own role was dramatically altered to fit this new line of direction. Eva now portrayed a helpless damsel with revealing outfits who always got into trouble and had to be saved by the noble hero on several occasions. This plot-change was topped off with a serious load of fanservice as Eva insisted on doing both a nude swim and a raunchy sex scene.
She also wanted to participate in the planned nude tribal dance, under the condition that Lazua was included as a fellow dancer. Lazua wasn’t hard to ask, proving herself to be a great dancer along with an exotic dance coordinator. The two of them happily jiggled along with the other women.
Sudden demands like these are often subjects to months, sometimes even years of discussion and prolonged rewrites, but as soon as Eva had made her intentions clear, the studio went bananas and gave her full control to do as she pleased.
Her drastic makeover caused some outrage among feminist circles when the finished product arrived the year after. You can understand the controversy. A damsel in distress wasn’t a politically correct character by any measure, but Eva insisted going through with it and Eva Green getting naked on screen wasn’t surprising to say the least.
That the underground ruins we had stumbled across was left alone and never mentioned by anyone was something Eva, Lazua and I had agreed on.
Partially it was to uncover our dirty secrets. Partially because… Well, that was something I considered as I recalled Lazua’s tales of hidden treasures. The world is built on mysteries and secrets. Let the planet keep some of them.
Oh, and lastly, it should perhaps be mentioned…
About five months after this event, both Eva and Lazua decided to take an unexpected vacation from their movie-related activities, lasting about year. Its purpose was a mystery to most and it seemed like I was the only one who figured out what was going on. More about that later.
Next: An unexpected visit by India Eisley
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