Fuckin’ Jungle – Part 1: Welcome to the Jungle

The jungle; an endless ocean of trees stretching out in all directions. Millions upon millions of different types of plants, trees, animals and insects work together to create an ecosystem unlike any other in the world. Somewhere deep in the middle of that ecosystem of African wildlife, a dozen jeeps remain stranded on a narrow road. With the tall trees creating a veritable roof high over them, the dozen vehicles remain motionless. At the very front of the caravan, an ebony-skinned man is busy working on the first vehicle, his head barely visible through the thick smoke that rises up from beneath the hood of the vehicle.

Nearby, three of the passengers talk to pass the time. A little farther off stands Barbie Lez. The gorgeous young virgin is busy observing the jungle in the hopes of spotting some rare animal or bird. Unfortunately for the blonde eighteen-year-old, she still sees none after a good five minutes of scrutiny. Abandoning, she heads towards the vehicle.

“Obasi?” she calls out, making the driver—and improvised mechanic—look up at the young woman heading for him. He cannot help but smile as he takes a few seconds to look the busty blonde up and down. She has long, platinum blonde hair with strategically placed, bright pink highlights, full, pouty lip and piercing, emerald green eyes. She readjusts her white, molding blouse which barely contains her firm, D-Cup boobs. The top three buttons remain unfastened, revealing every last inch of her impressive cleavage. Her erect, bra-free nipples poke through the thin, almost see-through fabric, making it obvious to all that she is not wearing a bra. A pair of super-short, skin-tight shorts leaves her firm, bubble-butt and obviously panty-free pussy in plain view. The African man cannot help but feel a stirring in his pants as his eyes come across the woman’s stomach, only to find a large tattoo hovering between her clean-shaven pussy and navel. Shaped like the lesbian symbol, it is bright pink with black trimming, making it obvious to all that she is not interested in men.

The young lesbian soon reaches Obasi, pulling him from his ogling session. Rendered nervous by the young woman’s great beauty, he begins to fidget nervously.

“What… what can I do for you, Miss Lez?” he asks.

Barbie smiles kindly at him, as if knowing fully well that she is responsible for his flustered state.

“I just wanted to know if you had an estimate of the time it will take to get back on the road,” explains Barbie.

After stuttering incomprehensibly for a few seconds, he says, “Just a few more minutes.”

“Thanks,” says Barbie, but cannot help and sigh as she recalls those were the exact same words he used half an hour earlier. Before the young woman can do anything else, she feels a hand come into contact with her left buttock.

“Goddammit!” she mutters to herself as she turns to find an old, creepy-looking man smiling at her. Barbie gives him one quick smile before taking a step back and kicking his right between the legs.

“Ooohh…” he groans as he feels his knees give out. Crumbling to the ground, his hands travel to his inner thighs as he feels waves of pain wash over him.

“Why?” he manages to ask in a high-pitched voice as he peers up at Barbie with tear-filled eyes.

“I told you you’d regret it if you touched me again,” she reminds him. Obasi and the two other passengers cannot help but laugh at the young woman’s comment. Barbie shares a few chuckles with them before turning back to Obasi.

“I think I’ll try and get a ride in one of the other jeeps,” she says. Obasi nods as a smile appears on his lips. Ever since he met the old creep—a renowned doctor—he could not help but despise him as he has a way to make others—especially women—feel inferior to him.

“Thanks for everything,” says Barbie as she heads off, “And good luck with him,” she adds as she strolls past the moaning doctor. She hears Obasi laugh as she grabs her backpack from the jeep and heads off. Desperate to get away from the old pervert, she decides to start off at the rear of the convoy and work her way up until she finds a ride. Halfway there, she realizes she has a pressing urge to relieve herself. Knowing they will undoubtedly be stuck there for the a few hours, she does not bother telling anyone of her plans as she heads off the narrow road and vanishes into the thick jungle.

“Dammit!” she swears as she gets whipped in the face by a branch. Breaking it off, she chucks it aside and keeps going until she is far enough from the rest of the group to get her business done in peace.

“Here we go,” she mutters to herself as she finds a suitable spot and pulls her shorts down, revealing her tight, virgin pussy. Squatting, she gets to work.

“Ahhh… she sighs as she feels her bladder empty itself. Moments later, she grabs a roll of toilet paper from her pack and wipes the few remaining drops of golden liquid that cling to her lower lips. She is about to pull up her pants when she suddenly gets an idea. Although a lesbian, the young woman is still a virgin. Maybe it is because asking out a woman is quite intimidating or simply because she is quite shy, but one thing remains certain; she needs to masturbate on a daily basis to keep her sexual urges in check. Unfortunately for the busty blonde, she has not had a free moment for the past three days, thus forcing her to go about her daily activities in a constant state of arousal.

“But I’m alone now,” she thinks as she realizes this is her one, and probably only, opportunity to rub one out. With that in mind, she pulls up her shorts, grabs her backpack and heads deeper into the jungle, not wanting anyone to hear her moans of passion and come looking for her.

A few minutes later, she finds the perfect spot. Once more pulling down her shorts, she takes a seat on a soft mattress of moss and slides a hand between her legs.

“Mmmmm!” she moans softly as she feels her nimble fingers slide across her labia. Horny beyond all reason, she immediately slides two fingers into her hot, humid cunt.

“Oh god!” she moans as she begins darting her fingers in and out of her tight pussy, forcing suction sounds to flow forth. Because of her Olympic-level state of arousal, it takes the young woman mere seconds to feel an orgasm build deep within her.

“Oh fuck!” she moans, moments later, as she feels the first wave of cum flow up from the depths of her poon. The hot, gooey liquid gushes up her clam, past her fingers and out her vagina. Becoming airborne, the sweet nectar splits into millions upon millions of tiny drops and goes flying in all directions. Realizing she needs to be careful to keep from getting covered in a thick layer of orgasmilk, she leans backwards and spreads her legs as far apart as she can.

“Oh yes! YES! YEESSS!!!!” she moans as wave after wave flows out of her, soon creating a veritable puddle of cum between her legs. She continues squirting all over the jungle floor for the better part of a minute before her orgasm finally dies down.

“Ahhh…” she sighs as the final wave flows out of her. Feeling exhausted from her most powerful orgasm in months, the young woman lets herself fall backwards and takes a few seconds to catch her breath.

After a few minutes, she finds the strength to sit and glances around. Unfortunately for the young woman, quite an impressive amount of cum now covers her legs. Not wanting anyone to know what she just did, she begins wiping away as much of it as she can. Soon realizing getting it all off will be almost impossible, she does something she has never before considered; she begins licking the cum form her legs. Incredibly flexible, the young woman is able to bring her leg up to her mouth.

“Mmmmm!” she moans as she takes one long lick, effectively filling her mouth with a surprising amount of cum. Although unsure what to expect, she did not expect her cum to be so sweet; it feels like she just took a mouthful of pure sugar.

“Mmmmm!” she moans again as her taste buds gorge themselves on the sweet nectar. Unable to bear the teasing any longer, she swallows it, moaning as is slithers down her throat. Eager for more, she takes another lick, soon followed by another, and another.

Before long, she has licked every last drop she can reach. Now using her hands to scoop up what little remains out of reach, she begins sucking her fingers clean. It takes her a few minutes, but she manages to ingurgitate every last drop she can get her hands on. By then, she is clean enough to keep anyone from knowing what she just did… unless they smell her breath.

“Time to get back,” she says aloud as she gets to her feet and pulls her shorts up. After making sure she is totally cum-free, she heads back toward the road.

“Weird,” she mutters after ten minutes of walk. She can clearly recall her walk into the jungle lasting only five minutes.

“Then why is it taking so lo…” she begins, but suddenly stops when she comes to a conclusion.

“I’m lost!” she gasps, realizing she has no clue which way the road—and the caravan—is. She debates trying to find it, but knowing it could lead her even farther from the road, she decides to remain in place.

“HELP!” she calls out at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately, she gets no response. She tries again and again, but soon realizes it is useless; no one will rescue her.

“I’ve got to find a way to know which way to go,” she thinks aloud as she opens her backpack in search of anything of use. She finds a compass, but, realizing she has no idea which way the road is, knows it is of no use. She continues searching her pack until she hears a sound that brings joy to her heart; it is the sound of an engine revving in the distance!

“Obasi got the jeep started,” she mutters to herself as she realizes all she needs to do is follow the sound until she reaches the caravan.

“Oh, fuck!” she gaps. If the jeep is fixed, that means that the group is about to drive off. And since Barbie told Obasi she was getting a ride in another one of the jeeps, he will not wait for her.

“FUCK!” she yells as she zips up her pack, slings it over her shoulder and bolts off. Speeding through the jungle, she feels branch after branch slash at her face, arms and legs as she runs as fast as her body will let her. It takes her a few minutes, but she soon bursts out of the jungle and finds herself on the very road she has been so desperate to find. Unfortunately, the caravan is already on the move. She can see the three final vehicles speed away toward a bend. Not wasting a second, she sprints after them, gesturing and yelling for them to stop. Unfortunately, she is too far to be heard and soon sees the last vehicle go around the bend, vanishing out of sight.

“NOOO…” she yells as she runs after them. She keeps going for a good five minutes before a burning sensation in her muscles forces her to stop. Dropping to the ground and gasping for air, she does her best to recuperate form the longest sprint of her life. She can still see the jeep tracks in the mud as she sits there, totally overwhelmed by the situation. Not only is she stranded in the middle of the jungle, but she… Okay, well, there is nothing worse than being stranded alone in the jungle.

“What now?” she wonders aloud. Thinking things over, she realizes they will surely not notice she is missing until they reach their destination, which is a day’s drive away. That means that, even if they notice she is missing the second they arrive, it will still take two days before they return for her.

“Can I really survive two days alone in the jungle?” she wonders. Realizing the best thing to do is to empty the contents of her bag to know what she can use to stay alive, she gets to work. After a few minutes, the inventory is complete and consists of a spare change of clothes, enough rations for two days if she uses them sparingly and a gourd filled with water.