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Dark Dreamer: The Perils of Stacey [6/8] Mf/MMMf/N
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: RAPE/BONDAGE/DRUG
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Copyright 1990 All rights reserved
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This is a kind of X-rated version of Romancing the Stone combined
with Raiders of The Lost Ark. Our hero and heroine are down
in the jungles of Peru searching for ancient artifacts. They encounter
evil government soldiers, nasty rebels, and lost jungle natives.
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Part Six
She hung there almost unmoving other than for the twitches and
spasming jerks of her body. Her chest heaved and her skin glistened
with sweat as the officer moved away and went over to something
near the far wall. He came back holding something in his hands, but
she didn't raise her head to look.
The little clinic had a generator in back to provide it with
electricity necessary for it's lights, it's x-ray machine and other
devices. The officer ripped the cord off the X-ray machine and held
the bare wires in his hand.
He pressed the wires against Stacie's left nipple and she
screamed and shook. Her body thrashed, her legs kicking out and
throwing him back against the wall. He picked himself up, cursing
and glaring angrily at her, then stalked back and punched her in
the jaw, knocking her head back.
He yelled in spanish and the soldiers jumped forward, pulling
her legs apart and tying ropes around her ankles. Her ankles were
locked in place and he picked up the live wires again, holding them
carefully. He had cut the end of the rubber encasing the wires and
skinned it back several inches.
Now he held the cord carefully, just behind the bare wires and
pressed the copper up into her belly. She howled and screamed, her
voice a warbling scream as the electricity coursed through her
system, sizzling along her nerves. She shuddered and trembled
violently, her body jerking and shaking against the ropes.
He pulled the wire away, then slid it across her skin and onto
her right breast, sending power blasting through the agonized
mammary. Her tit seemed to bounce up and down on it's own as she
shook and jerked again, her voice rising and falling in an eerie
warbling cry of agony.
"Jhou will obey me, slut." he gasped, pulling the wire back,
then pressing it against her cuntslit. She threw her head back and
screamed in a terrible high pitched voice that made the hair rise
on the backs of their necks.
Her body shook even more frantically, trembling more and more
violently as he held the wire against her slit, pushing it right up
under her clitty as he burned her with's it's powerful sizzling
voltage. Her eyes bulged out of her head and she gagged and drooled
and quivered madly.
He pulled the wire back with a short laugh, watching her body
as it continued to shake and tremble. Her hair was plastered to her
face as she hung her head forward, groaning in pain, her nervous
system still trembling from the shock.
He moved behind her then and pressed the wire against her
asshole. She screamed, her head shooting backwards and her groin
ramming forward. He held the wire against her little round hole as
she shuddered and howled in pain.
"Perhaps jhou change jhour mind, jes?"
She only groaned in reply and he tsk tsked and moved around beside
her. His hand rested on the back of her neck, squeezing lightly as
he shook his head. He smiled down at her, then his hand gripped her
loose, tangled hair and he jerked her head back.
"Tell me where they are!" he snarled. He pulled harder,
forcing her head far back and her chest outwards as she whimpered
and sobbed with pain. Then he brought the wire down against her
nipple and jammed it in, making her shriek and howl and tremble
furiously.
"Bah." he snarled, letting her go and tossing the wire aside.
"I am going to the radio and contact headquarters." he stomped out
of the room, leaving her alone with the three soldiers. They all
stared at her, their crotches bulging from what they'd seen.
One of them, braver than the others, moved closer to her. He
stood next to her, his eyes roving her naked frame hungrily. He
reached out his hand and tentatively cupped her breast, then with
growing confidence, he squeezed her wounded mammary, delighting in
it's softness and resilience.
He quickly unzipped his fly and pulled out his erection,
hissing at one of the others to watch at the door. How often, he
said, did they get a chance at some yankee pussy like this.
Besides, the Captain was going to kill her anyway.
He pushed his cock against her still moist cunt opening,
squatting slightly, then rising, pushing his cock up her tight,
rubbery cunt tube until he was buried fully inside her. He groaned
and began to squat and rise, sliding his cock up and down her fuck
chute.
His hands squeezed her buttocks as he fucked her, pulling her
tightly against him as his cock pumped quickly inside her. She
groaned, raising her head and looking at him through unfocused
eyes. Her cunt blazed with heat again, screaming with need as the
man's prong pumped within it.
She grunted and moaned with each thrust and stroke, wanting to
throw her arms and legs around him but unable to move even slightly
as the man worked his cock up and down her cunt. Then he came, his
bubbling sperm shooting into her belly as he groaned with pleasure.
He pulled out quickly, and the second soldier took his place,
sliding his own prong up into Stacie's pussy as she mewled with
pleasure. His hands gripped her fat titties and crushed them
tightly, his fingers squeezing repeatedly, digging deep into the
malleable flesh.
His cock drove high into her belly, riding up and down her
tube as he fucked quickly. In less than a minute his sperm gushed
forth and he withdrew. The third man moved in and stuffed his own
prick into her sopping cunt tunnel.
He rutted up into her as he stared into her eyes, forcing the
pleasure on her, knowing from the moist heat of her belly how
aroused she was. He pulled out then, moving around behind her and
sadistically jamming his prick into her anus instead.
He laughed as she cried in pain, forcing his cock upward into
her rectum as she jerked and shook against him. He forced the
entire length into her asshole and quickly began to ream her out,
ignoring her whimpers and sobs as he pounded his log up her shit
chute.
Even with the cock up her anus instead of her pussy, the
jarring effect of his body hammering into her buttocks sent
shockwaves of pleasure through Stacie's system. Then when his hand
came around her body and squeezed her cunt, she screamed and came,
jerking back against the man as her asshole was skewered by his
pumping cock.
She felt his juice shoot up into her bowels as her own fuck
honey poured out of her slit, dribbling down her thighs as she
moaned and grunted in happiness.
A shout from the doorway made the soldier pull back quickly,
then run to the corner of the room, doing up his pants before the
officer returned. By the time the Captain came through the doorway,
all seemed in order.
He came over to the girl and glared at her.
"Jhou will tell me where dhe guerrillas are or you will die
right now." He snapped. She looked back at him tiredly and didn't
answer. He slapped her, then slapped her again.
"I will keel jhou by inches." he hissed.
He moved to a table and picked up a razor sharp scalpel, then
moved back to stand before her. He placed the sharp tip of the
little knife against her right nipple, pushing in so the skin was
pierced.
"I can skeen jhou alive." he grinned. "I can strip dhe skeen
from jhour body until jhou beg me for to die."
A small dot of blood appeared around the sharp point and he pulled
it away, then bent his mouth and sucked on her nipple, lapping at
the blood.
Suddenly the room vibrated to an explosion some distance away.
The Captain raced outside and yelled at the soldiers there as he
watched a large bloom of smoke rising from the trees. Soldiers
revved up their trucks and drove them into the bush to investigate
the explosion.
He hesitated, then moved back into the clinic.
"I jam out of patience." he snarled. He gripped her hair,
forcing her head up so she would look at him.
"Jhou tell me what I want now, or I will slit your belly open
and let your guts drop out onto the floor!" He held the knife
poised just above her pussy and glared at her angrily.
Something was flung into the building and bounced against the
wall. All four men turned to stare at the grenade as it came to
rest. They all yelled and raced for the door at the same time,
falling over themselves as they hurried out.
Jack only had his little thirty-eight revolver, but it was
more than enough. With all the other soldiers gone, all he had to
do was fire at the four men from up close as they came tumbling out
of the door. It only took four shots.
He ran inside, retrieved his cigarette lighter and quickly cut
Stacie down. He flung her across his shoulder again and ran outside
and into the bushes.
"This is beginning to become a habit." he yelled over his
shoulder as he ran through the bushes.
Although she was bruised and frazzled the next day, and had
several welts on her behind and breasts, the experience seemed to
have blasted out the worst of the fuck juice, or whatever it was
that had been in her cunt. She could touch herself now and not be
overcome with lust, though she still felt rather aroused as the
jeep moved through the bushes.
In fact, as her ass bounced up and down on the seat, she felt
very aroused. Still, it wasn't anything like the uncontrollable
lust she'd felt before. She could handle it, could even ignore it,
and certainly didn't have to jerk off right in front of Jack.
She didn't know how to react around him anymore. What he'd
witnessed was more than enough for her to be mortified every time
he looked at her, and to want to never see him again. Yet he had
saved her three times now, almost certainly from death in all three
cases.
She was uncomfortable around him, but couldn't avoid him since
she rode right beside him. She kept their conversations to polite
small talk and information about the burial sight, trying to avoid
any mention of the things that had happened so far.
The idea of turning back was extremely attractive. She didn't
want to ever have anything to do with this miserable, stinking
country again. But if she did that she would return to her father
a failure. She certainly couldn't tell him why she'd returned. She
didn't intend to ever tell anyone.
There really wasn't any choice but to continue on, and hope
for the best. Surely nothing worse could happen to her. How many
groups of crazed men could there be running around in the middle of
nowhere like this? Besides, they were almost there.
They parked the jeeps and camped early that night. They'd gone
as far as they could with the four wheel drive vehicles. The rest
of the way would be on foot.
The next morning, they set out, carrying what they could with
them as they headed through the dense jungle brush. It was dark and
shadowed as they moved through the brush, the trees so close
together that they rarely saw any sign of the sun.
It was hot enough to cook by and moist enough to drown just by
breathing. Stacie's clothes were plastered to her body as she
panted and grunted and pushed her way through the underbrush after
Jack. She was wearing pants and a shirt tied under her breasts in
a halter. It was too hot to wear underwear and her nipples showed
clearly through the thin damp blouse.
She was past caring. Besides, the only one in a position to
see was Jack and his back was to her. She was almost tempted to
strip, except that the bugs and leeches were too numerous for that,
and the bushes would scrap her flesh raw.
"Goddddd! I hate this heat." she moaned.
"Least it ain't between your legs anymore." he called back.
"Fuck you, Jack." she sighed. It is too between my legs, she
thought. But I can handle it now. She felt her cunt pulse as she
thought of it and resolutely swung her hand, slashing the machete
through a thin branch and clearing it away.
"We'll stop at the next water and eat." he said.
"I don't think I could eat anything. It's too fucking hot."
"Well the rest of us are getting hungry. You can go and count
birds or something then."
"I'm in charge here, Jack. I'll say when we stop."
He stopped suddenly and she banged into him. She glared and slapped
his back.
"Is that a joke?"
"Nope." He stepped aside and she saw a skeleton on the trail
in front of him. It was upright, impaled on a spear. Pieces of
flesh still clung to it as the mouth gaped obscenely at them. The
labourers behind them gasped and crossed themselves, looking around
worriedly.
"That's just a border marker for the Garanga tribe." she said.
"It don't seem too friendly to me."
"It isn't, but we aren't from any of the other tribes. We're
white men so they shouldn't bother us."
"I don't like the looks of this."
"They seldom come in this area anyway. Their villages are
further north. We'd have to have pretty bad luck to run into them
out here."
"You lost your mind, girl?" he snapped. "We've had nothing but
bad luck since we started this damned trip."
"We keep going." she said, shoving his back. He moved forward
reluctantly and she followed. Then she noticed the labourers
weren't following.
"Get your asses moving." she scowled back at them.
"We no go." one of them said.
"What the fuck do you mean you don't go? It's not dangerous."
"That look pretty dangerous to me."
"It's old. It's probably been there for years. Don't worry."
"I worry. We all worry. We no wanna be et by indians."
"The Garanga don't eat people. At least, they don't any more,
well, except for their friends."
The men looked back at her like she was crazy and then looked at
the skeleton.
"What does that mean, except for their friends?" Jack
demanded.
"When their friends die they eat their brains. It's a sign of
respect and friendship."
"Nuts to this. I ain't goin'."
"Jack!"
"I don't want my brain eaten. I'm still using it."
"Not that I've noticed." she snapped.
"We go back now." one of the labourers said.
"Oh No, you aren't!"
"We go now." he repeated, turning and walking back the way
he'd come.
"Hey! Get back here!"
The others all turned around and headed back as well, dumping their
loads beside the trail.
"Do something!" she cried.
"What you want me to do?"
"You're the one who said he should be in charge of these
ignorant bastards!"
"Yeah, so?"
"So tell them to come back here!"
"They won't. The ain't goin' nowhere where people eat brains.
I ain't to fond of the idea myself."
"I told you there's no danger."
"No. You said you didn't think there was much danger. That
ain't the same thing."
"Jesus fucking Christ!" she snarled, stomping her foot.
"So. You wanna go back now?"
"We are going forward!"
"You think you can carry all this shit?"
"We'll just leave most of it and take what we need!"
"I just hope we don't need to dig much cause I got a bad back
you know."
"There's nothing wrong with your fucking back!"
"Oh yeah? Hey, I can get X-rays if I have to."
"Aaarrhggh!" she snarled. She stomped over to the bags the
labourers had dropped and began picking odds and ends out of them,
muttering and cursing under her breath. Jack sat down and lit a
cigar with his grenade cigarette lighter.
"Hey. You got a nice ass. I ever tell you that?"
She straightened and glared at him over her shoulder.
"Fuck you!"
He shrugged.
It took her an hour to pick out and sort through the things
she thought they absolutely had to have, then load them into two
bags for the two of them to carry.
"We ain't gonna make much progress cartin' all this shit, you
know."
"Shut up and move!" she snarled, almost buried beneath a huge
backpack. He shrugged again and then started forward, moving slowly
as the backpack kept catching on overhanging tree limbs.
They made fair progress, though they had to rest every hour or
so. By nightfall they were close enough to where Stacie had plotted
the King's tomb, that she thought they might make it there the next
day. That excited her tremendously, until she realized that among
the things they'd left behind were all their changes of clothing,
as well as her tent.
"You can sleep with me, hon."
"Not a chance." she sniffed, dragging her sleeping back to a
clear spot and tossing it down.
"I'll sleep under the fucking stars."
"That what they are?" he grinned. "Maybe I'll sleep out here
too."
"We'll get up at dawn." she said, flatly, then unzipped her
bag and got in. He sighed and moved into his tent, making a big
show of it.
Without any change of clothing, Stacie had to sleep in her
clothes, except that they were filthy with dirt and sweat, not to
mention uncomfortable to sleep in. Finally, after tossing and
turning for an hour, she stripped, and set them aside next to her
bag. She felt much better then and managed to get to sleep.
She woke up to feel water dripping on her face. Her eyes
opened and then blinked rapidly as rain fell in them. She sat up,
cursing. The rain quickly began to intensify and she scrambled out
of her tent, only then remembering that she was naked. She looked
towards Jack's tent, then grabbed up her clothes and quickly began
to pull them on.
Thunder shook the jungle and the rain pelted down, soaking
her. She grabbed her bag and hurried across towards the tent but
tripped and fell into a newly formed mud puddle, then sat up and
shook her head in resignation. She looked up at the sky and glared
angrily, then moved back away from Jack's tent towards a group of
trees.
Once there, she lay her waterproof sleeping bag down where the
rain wouldn't fall on her head and stripped her now soaking clothes
off. She hung them on a few low bushes under the tree, then decided
that she might as well take the opportunity for a quick shower
since she was already wet.
She walked naked out into the open, going around the tree and
out into a small field of grass. It was rather nice actually, she
thought, walking naked in the grass while the rain cleaned off the
dirty and sweat.
She ran her hands through her hair, then turned her face
upwards and opened her mouth to catch the rainfall on her tongue.
She found herself becoming aroused as she walked through the grass,
her old excitement at being naked outdoors combining with the
leftover effects of that chemical goo that had been poured in her
pussy.
The thunder cracked again and she held her arms high as if she
were some ancient priestess greeting the Gods. Then she began to
sway slightly, waving her ass from side to side as she slid her
hands down her sides and around her belly and up under her breasts.
SHe cupped them gently, leaning back as she began to squeeze her
fingers into the soft meat.
She slid her right hand down her belly and in between her
legs, rubbing lightly against her crotch as the water showered down
around her. Her finger dipped into her fuck tunnel and began
pumping lightly, while her thumb rubbed up and down over her
clitty.
She groaned, not bothering to keep her voice down since nobody
could possibly hear her with the storm. Her belly burned with need
and her sexual fever intensified, growing into a huge and powerful
beast that began taking control of her body.
She wanted cock again, and her mind fought her groin over the
idea of going back to Jack's tent. Her mind won, but just barely as
she swayed from side to side and began rubbing her hand harder and
harder in her crotch, began sliding her fingers with more and more
force as they ground between her soft pussy lips.
Then a large pair of hands slid around her chest and fastened
on her breasts. She gasped and jerked away but they held her
firmly. She jerked her head around to see Jack standing behind her,
smiling his smug smile of superiority. Again she tried to pull
away, but his hands held on, his fingers repeatedly squeezing down
on her swollen tit meat.
He bushes his crotch against her buttocks and she realized
that he was as naked as she. She cursed, only it didn't emerge as
a curse, but as a moan. Then her ass pushed back against him all on
it's own and she lost control of her body.
Jack's left hand moved up onto her face, pushing it around,
twisting it sideways where his lips and tongue licked and nibbled
and sucked. Their tongue's met, dancing and swirling together as
her ass humped back against his crotch and his hard erection slid
up between her ass cheeks.
His right hand slid down her belly, pressing her back against
him, then down between her legs, folding over hers, pressing her
own hand harder into her crotch as their soaking bodies rubbed
together in the rain.
She pulled her hands from her crotch, her left squeezing her
breast and her right going up behind her, around his neck as if to
pull their faces closer together. She felt his stiff dick pushing
and probing at her ass, and reached behind her with her left and
grasped it carefully.
She pulled it between her legs, feeling the long, stiff log
pressing up flatly beneath her. She rubbed herself against it,
humping back and forward as she sawed the fat prick between her
cunt lips. She groaned and sobbed with the intensity of the
pleasure that burned through her body.
She twisted his cock upwards, the head pushing at her cunt
entrance, then she pushed herself back and his cock slid up into
her fuck hole, bringing a gasp of pure bliss from her as she felt
her tunnel invaded by the hard, hot, invading fuck tool.
His right hand continued to fondle her cunt, now working
around his cock as he humped forward, driving it slowly up and down
her cunt tunnel. Her ass cheeks were crushed up against him as
their tongues continued to slide and swirl together in mutual
passion and lust.
He grasped her leg, high up on the thigh and pulled it up and
open, humping harder and harder into her burning twat. She grunted
with the force and deepness of the penetration, bowing her back as
their mouths locked together and his groin jammed hard against her
ass.
He half lifted her, pulling her right leg high as he thrust
hard with his groin, driving his cock straight up her cunt box into
her belly with each hard thrust. Her wet ass cheeks made a loud
slapping sound each time his belly hit them. She hardly heard it
with the sounds of their own groans and moans and the continued
hiss of the rain pelting down.
She was impaled on his thick, bloated organ as it stabbed
straight up into her pussy, jerking her upward with it's powerful
thrusting impact. Her mind throbbed and ached with sensory overload
as hot fuck energy poured through her. Her cunt spat and sparkled
and sizzled and burned as it rode the thick meaty sausage of his
cock.
Then he fell forward, barely catching her around the belly as
he dropped to his knees. She fell forward then onto her hands and
knees, keeping her legs wide and pushing her ass up and out at him.
His cock was still buried in her box as he began to thrust
furiously into her.
His hammering hips slammed into her raised buttocks with
jarring impact, sending her entire body rocking back and forth as
his cock became a pistoning blur in her sucking pink tunnel. Her
cunt was more open and the penetration more complete now as he
drove his cockhead into her cervix with each mighty stroke.
She grunted loudly with each forward thrust, then her breath
hissed through her teeth each time his sausage slid back out of her
hot hole. Her tits, firm and swollen as they were, hung straight
down like twin udders and swayed and bounced furiously as her body
humped back and forth.
Animal like sounds of pleasure and bliss escaped her lips as
she raced towards her orgasm. The sheer, coarse sexuality, the lewd
and carnal and raw bestial aspect of what she was doing, sent her
mind spinning upwards into orgasmic bliss. She was utterly wanton,
being taken like a she bitch, like a spitting, hissing animal by
this big brutal man who was riding her into climax.
His big hands were around her thin waist, completely locking
her in place as her rode her with his giant penis. She mewled and
then barked, then laughed and then came. She grunted repeatedly,
her back arching and her breath locking inside her as she gasped
and moaned and shuddered violently.
Her head fell forward and jerked from side to side, her
soaking hair whipping around as she drove her ass back against his
furious thrusts as hard as she could. The jarring impact against
her spine only leant momentum to her howling orgasmic tempest as
wave after wave or sexual bliss flooded through her.
Her head fell forward and her arms and legs began to wobble as
all her strength was sapped by the cataclysmic fury of her sexual
explosion. She groaned and sagged downward, her face crushed into
the grass as her arms collapsed beneath her.
Her ass remained high and open as Jack kept his hands tightly
around her waist. He locked his fingers tight as he jammed his cock
into her soaking cunt slit with terrible fury. His balls were
screaming for relief as he felt the tightness of her pink tunnel
around his thundering cock spike.
He pounded his dick into her with blinding speed, thrusting
his cockhead deep into her belly as he jerked her savagely back to
meet each thrust. Then his balls exploded and sizzling wads of cum
juice spat out the tip of his cock that was lodged deep inside her
guts.
He collapsed forward on top of her, groaning with relief as
his cum drained down into her belly and his cock slowly began to
soften under the inoxerable pressure of her tight cunt.
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