The Field Trip
I saw one of those old movies the other day, were the hero
and heroine on a trip into the jungle and were captured by
some native hunters, as usual my imagination started to run
away with me and this is the result, hope you like it!
I was trying to make I brain work but it was impossible,
I finally came to the realization that my white guide
was dead, probably killed in his sl**p, I knew that the
only way to stay alive now was to stay calm and not to
panic, even though I was on the edge of a total
"Do you speak English," I asked in a wavering voice, not
sure if that would be a good sign or not? I repeated I
question, when I got no response. If they understood me
they weren't letting on, but when one of them used the
end of his spear to motion me to get up, I didn't
hesitate, and scrambled quickly to my feet, It was at
that moment I got I first good look at Peter, as the
tears welled up in my eyes, I could see that his throat
had been cut from ear to ear.
I wanted to reach down and touch him to make sure, but
the sharp point of a spear in my back prodded me to move
off into the jungle with my captors.
As they made their way through the dense jungle floor, I
had the chance to observe the men as they walked
silently down the narrow path in single file, and while
none of them were taller that five and a half feet, they
were all well muscled and although I tried not to
notice, they were all incredibly well hung, their long
black phalluses swung in time with their steps.
After several hours we finally reached their remote
village, a crowd of young c***dren scampered all around,
staring at m white skin and blonde hair, while pointing
at my clothing and laughing. Two older women appeared,
and after having a short but terse conversation with one
of the men, took me by the arm and led me to a mud hut
at the far end of the village.
Once inside, without so much as a word, both of them
undressed me and had me lay down on a straw mat, were
upon they proceeded to massage my body with a sweet
smelling oil that had a slight tingling sensation on I
skin, they then pushed the fingers coated with it deep
inside my pussy which also gave me a tingling sensation
which made me want to rub it.
I was still frightened out of I mind, but it didn't seem
that for the moment that I was in any real danger, so
while the two women continue the massage, one of them
offered me a gourd filled with a fruit flavoured liquid,
I thought it better not to argue the point and with a
little bit of trepidation I sipped it, after a while I
felt myself floating as if in a narcotic induced fog,
then everything went black.
I didn't know how long I had been u*********s, but the
sensation of extreme heat brought me round, it was night
and I suddenly realised that my situation had now turned
into something really bad, I was naked and tied spread
eagle in a large wooden frame.
A huge fire only twenty feet away from me burned bright
in the pitch black night as naked chanting warriors
danced with spears held high around the crackling
flames, while the entire spectacle was ringed by the
woman of the village who chanted in unison with the
brightly painted warriors who were driving themselves
into a sexual frenzy.
With the oil that the village women had applied to I
body glistening in the eerie light, it crossed my mind
that I might well be the main course in some sort of
primitive barbecue, and when I began screaming at the
top of my lungs, it only tended to drive the native
warriors into more of a frenzy as they danced and
cavorted their hard oiled bodies with their huge black
erections bouncing menacingly before them.
As if signalled by some unknown f***e, five or six naked
women, leapt to their feet, and began running their
hands all over my straining oil covered body, paying
particular attention to my smooth shaved cunt. Slowly
but surely, try as I might I could not resist the
feeling that was coursing through my body, the raw lust
in my pussy erupted in a thunderous orgasm that only
seemed to intensify with the chanting of the delirious
Just when I was recovering from my climax, I noticed
that each warrior in turn was breaking from the circle
and dancing his way towards me, as he stepped forward
his hips started to thrust forward which made his
engorged cock swinging between his legs. As it swung
forward the massive head was hitting his hard stomach,
when they got near to me they then started to ejaculate,
long ropes of thick cum spewing out into the night air,
a lot falling on my body.
'This must be it,' I thought to myself, as tears began
forming in my eyes, 'Now they're going to kill me!
With no one so much as moving a muscle, from the far end
of the village I could hear the low rumble of the
chanting beginning once again, and into the light,
strode a brightly painted warrior who I immediately
assumed was the chief. As he made his way towards me the
chanting grew in crescendo as he danced around my spread
eagled form, driving himself into a frenzy.
If manhood and power created the pecking order in this
village, I could see right away why this warrior stood
head and shoulders above the rest of his fellow
tribesmen, as his erection stood, black, long, and thick
from his groin, at least ten inches long and as thick as
a woman's wrist. All of the women as if in a trance,
began masturbating wantonly as the chief danced in a
very provocatively way around me and the fire.
The chanting warriors now pounded the butt ends of their
spears on the ground in unison, creating deafening
cacophony that only inflamed the chief more, his
erection, now dripping profusely with precum shimmered
in the eerie light, and much to my dismay, caused my
pussy to lurch with the unbridled anticipation of
getting fucked. The chief stopped abruptly in front of
me as one of the masturbating women came forward and
grabbed the chief's huge throbbing cock and guided it
into my open wet vagina.
This seemed to be a signal to the rest of the warriors,
because from the second the chief's cock slammed into
me, the women on the sidelines ran to their men, and in
an unbelievable display of pure lust, they bent over and
let the warriors take them from the rear like wild
My mind was now in sensory overload as my own cunt was
being pounded into submission by this gigantic cock,
while I watched as at least fifty native couples engaged
in the rawest form of lust filled sexual intercourse you
could ever imagine.
While orgasm after orgasm engulfed me, I watched wide
eyed as the native women allowed their men to take them
in the most lustful ways possible, their screams and
moans echoing into the night.
As the chief pounded his gigantic cock in and out of my
dripping cunt I could not help but feel the rising tide
of lust and expectation of a huge orgasm, as wave after
wave of lust coursed through my jerking body, I screamed
out loud as I finally reached the point of orgasm, my
whole body going rigid as my cum flowed.
My body went limp from the exhaustion brought on by the
incredibly draining sexual encounter I had just
experienced, and for a second I thought I might still be
in mortal danger when the chief pulled a long knife from
his belt, but thankfully he used it to cut he bindings,
allowing me slide gratefully to the ground.
It wasn't long before several of the women picked me up
and led me to the largest hut in the village, which I
soon found out belonged to the chief and his four wives.
Once inside, the women gently bathed me, until the
oldest and it seemed the dominant wife, slid between my
legs and began tonguing my hyper sensitive vagina, while
the other women continued running their hands all over
A long low moan gurgled up from my throat as the elder
wife quickly brought me to another series of orgasms
that again left me breathless and panting. As I gasped
for breath and wondered what exactly my fate would be,
one of the junior wives slipped a small stub of tree
bark into my mouth, and after several chews, I body
again began to float away in a sexually tinged fog, but
my body urged for more and more.