In the Valley of the Amazons-2: Hosi in the U.S. of A.

CHAPTER 1

Queen Aleppa learned very quickly that it’s much easier to encourage men and women to have sex than it is to discourage them. Dennis found three women pregnant—one of them Queen Aleppa herself– five months after her proclamation. Dennis and I talked it over and decided we needed another meeting with the Queen. “My Queen,” I began, “I think you will find that sex is like a landslide—very easily started, but impossible to stop. Dennis and I have discussed this matter and we agree that we need an external way to control this problem. Furthermore, Dennis, Scott, and I have regular partners…Kevin, as you already know, does not so he has no incentive to limit his activities. Dennis and I agree that we need birth control.” Dennis explained what we were thinking about—a contraceptive implant that would work for five years, rather than the “Pill” which we were sure the women would forget, often intentionally. Queen Aleppa gave her approval and we set about getting the implants to the valley.

We had a cover story in all the towns and cities—missionaries for an obscure but financially well endowed church. We even had black wooden crosses we wore around our necks while in town. Dennis placed an order for 500 implants, arranging for shipment to the second closest city, which was bigger and more cosmopolitan than our nearest town and actually had an office for a major medical supplier. Hosi, Dennis, and I took one of the boats and drove down the Amazon. It was a full day’s trip. Luckily we had Reta and Scott to watch our daughter.

This trip was where I first had the opportunity to see Hosi in action. After dinner we decided that we needed a drink. There was wine in the valley, but no beer or whiskey. This was our chance for a decent drink. Being new to town we had no idea where to go and wound up in a really rough joint where a couple of local toughs paid a lot of attention to Hosi–the wrong kind of attention. They tried to force themselves on her and I was just about to say something when Hosi put her hand on my arm. “Allow me,” she said quietly. The bigger guy—my height, but about 270—reached for her and, I swear, I never saw anybody move so fast as she grabbed his hand, bent it back and out, and put him on the floor before bending it so far I could hear the wrist bones break. His buddy tried to intervene and he got the same treatment. We decided to leave and on the way out some guy asked me, “How did she…?”

“Amazon warrior, “I replied. He looked at me like I was crazy. We returned to our hotel on the harbor. Hosi and I had just finished our shower when I asked her about the confrontation. “It was nothing. Don’t forget that I am trained as a warrior. They were big but very slow. Of course, wearing all these foreign clothes made me slower, too. I much prefer to wear only my skirt.”

“I can see I’ll have to be on my very best behavior,” I kidded.

“Oh, yes, David…you’d better take very good care of me or else I’ll have my way with you.” She laughed and I joined her. We fell onto the bed together where she continued, “I do like this big bed, though.” She gave me that look—the one that said she wanted me…badly. I leaned over and pulled the towel from her body; playfully she tried to pull it back, but lost it in the “struggle.” We both knew she was much stronger than I was and her training as a warrior gave her skills I could never equal, but throughout our entire relationship she had never once used either her strength or her skills against me. I assumed that was because of her love for me; my love for her also meant that I would never try to hurt her either.

We rolled over in our play, enjoying the king-sized bed, Hosi winding up on top of me. “Hmmm,” she whispered, “I think I will have my way with you. What do you think about that?”

“Well, first, I doubt I have any choice, and second, I think I’ll just lie here and enjoy.” Hosi laughed and leaned in to kiss me, “I love you, David. I went through my entire life thinking I would never even meet a man and the first one I meet is someone so special…so loving. I’m so lucky to have you.”

“I don’t want to start an argument, especially when you’re on top of me, but I think I’m the lucky one here. I’m OK looking and I suppose I have a decent body while you are incredibly beautiful and have a fantastic body. And, Hosi, what you do to me; I spent most of my life exploring my way all over the earth, never thinking about love or sex.” When Hosi laughed in my face I continued, “OK, I did think about sex, but love…marriage…settling down…never!”

“David, what is…‘marriage?’”

“By the standards of your tribe we are married now. We are mates, but our society goes a little further by having either a minister or a legal official perform a ceremony in which the man and woman agree to love and cherish each other forever. Unfortunately, ‘forever’ is a lot shorter for some people than others.” I thought for a bit before continuing, “I think, Hosi that you and I should marry. We can do it here in the city, maybe tomorrow. There may be some very good reasons to do so in the future. Usually a man gets down on a knee and asks his woman if she will marry him.”

“David…you talk too much.” Hosi reached down to rub my cock in her slit—I was hard; she was hot and wet. Raising her body she moved me into her warmth…into her wetness. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensations as she gripped my cock. Slowly, she began to rock; Hosi loved fucking slow and easy, increasing my desire and drawing out my agony as I needed desperately to cum. I leaned up to kiss her as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Now her desire equaled mine and she increased her tempo—faster and faster—rubbing her clit into me. “Oh, Hosi!” I screamed as I shot load after load of slick white cum into her pussy; Hosi began to shake and she exploded in rapture just as I finished. We were covered in sweat despite the air conditioning. I held my woman closely, kissing her face and head and neck. I pulled the blanket over us and we went to sleep.

The next morning we checked on the shipment; it was in, but we still had to make the financial arrangements. I used the rest of the morning to find out if Hosi and I could be married. We began at the city hall. I spoke to a clerk, “Excuse me, but could you tell us how we can get married?”

“Well, Senhor you could do it here with the judge or you could go to one of the churches. I understand you are a missionary. Can’t one of your comrades do it for you?” I explained that we were not ordained and asked if he could point us in the right direction. He sent us upstairs to the court. We spoke to several people there including the judge. I filled out the license giving my name as David Schneider and Hosi’s as Hosi Retaleppa. She giggled when she saw it; her tribe only uses a single name. I paid the fee and Hosi and I were officially married. I kissed the bride and we left happily. The entire proceeding took less than ten minutes. We returned to our hotel for a brief, but passionate honeymoon. I bent Hosi back onto the bed and kneeled between her legs. I kissed my way up her legs, savoring the experience of contact with her smooth silky thighs. I reached forward leading with my tongue. As usual, she leaked pussy juice; Hosi was always wet—just the least kiss was all it took. I pushed into her tunnel. Her powerful muscles clenched around me, teasing me and inviting my cock…that would come later. I reached for her G-spot, taking great satisfaction when she shuddered in pleasure. That was my signal to move up to her clit. It was hard and hot and swollen as I sucked it into my mouth. I nibbled, licked, and sucked her to a magnificent orgasm. She shuddered and shook for almost a minute as I refused to release her clit from my grasp.

I eventually moved up, kissing my way up her body until our lips met. Hosi eagerly licked her juices from my face as her tongue attacked mine. I lifted my hips and when I moved back down my rock hard cock slid easily into Hosi. She groaned in ecstasy as I bottomed out against her cervix. Hosi may not have known the names of all these parts, but she sure as hell knew what she liked and this was one of her favorites. We began a slow rhythm; she grabbed my hair and held me for a long deep kiss. “I love you, David,” she whispered. I broke the kiss briefly to return the sentiment, returning to the kiss as I began to pound her pussy. Faster and faster we went; harder and harder we met each other until we exploded in mutual bliss. Exhausted, we clung together as we regained our strength and our breathing eased.

The following morning Dennis and I paid for the shipment and walked back to the harbor, Hosi between us all the way. I had been much more nervous on the way there, carrying thousands of US Dollars in our pockets. One of the things I had wanted to do was work out procedures for wire transfers. I hated carrying all that cash. Hosi was astonished that we could carry $10,000 in supplies in such a small box. The implants were no more than a half-inch in length and they were all hermetically sealed in a long ribbon of plastic. The only things that took up space were the applicators and removal tools. We already had plenty of alcohol and swabs, as well as small band-aids, if necessary.

We boarded our inflatable and took off up the river. On land we had to rely on Hosi’s skills, but on the river we had our rifles and Hosi had her bow and arrows. Taking our arms proved a good decision—we were followed by a rough-looking group of thugs who made their intentions clear from the outset, firing on us with several handguns. Fortunately, our boat was at least ten miles an hour faster than theirs. However, a huge raft of barges forced us to slow to crawling speed. We looked at each other and decided to take aggressive action while they were still almost a mile behind. Dennis and I were expert shots; Hosi’s skill with the bow—well, she was just as good as she was with her hands. Hosi steered while Dennis and I prepared for our assault on the bandits. I attached my scope to my rifle, loading with armor piercing ammo. We weren’t legally allowed to have this ammo, but a lot of illegal things happen every day. I wasn’t going to shoot the men—I wanted to take out their outboards. I told Hosi to steer for still water outside the barges’ wake. I set my rifle on the stern, taking care to hide it from those in the chasing boat until the last second. I took three shots, knocking out one of their engines immediately. That would eliminate them in a chase, but we were still unable to get around the barges and wouldn’t be able to for several miles, at least. Meanwhile, they had tried to open fire on us again. They made a big mistake when they turned sideways—perpendicular—to our course. This gave Dennis and me a clear shot at their one remaining outboard. A quick volley from our rifles took it out—smoke streaming from the block. They drifted away from us immediately and their handguns became completely ineffective. I still managed to give them a few hull shots at the waterline which could put them in the water. That would be a big concern—there were crocodiles and piranhas here and both could be extremely deadly. They broke out some paddles and headed for the nearest shore. The rest of our trip was uneventful; we parked our boat in the hidden boat house just below the waterfall as the sun was setting.

We scaled the rope—even with all my practice I couldn’t keep up with Hosi– and reported to Queen Aleppa. Hosi and I were brief; we wanted to see our daughter. We picked her up with thanks to Reta and Scott. We took her home and to our bed. We loved to play with her and cuddle her between us. She was already a beauty and I was certain she would follow closely in her mother’s footsteps. We fed her and put her into her own bed. I turned to Hosi, “You know, we are on our honeymoon. We should be having a lot of sex.”

“And how would that be different from all our other days?” Hosi asked laughing. I shrugged my shoulders feigning confusion until she grabbed my shirt and literally threw me onto the bed. She fell on me laughing wildly as we grappled with each other. Even in this play Hosi could beat me badly, but she didn’t. We rolled over each other several times until she stopped with me on top, my legs between hers. “You seem to have me in a compromising position, David,” she whispered.

“Yeah, exactly where you want me,” I giggled back. She nodded wildly as she leaned up to remove my shirt and shorts. I shrugged out of my boxers just before untying her skirt and allowing it to slip silently to the floor. I flipped her over and around to “69.” “Take me into your mouth, Hosi. You can pleasure me with your mouth the same way I can pleasure you.” She was tentative at first, licking carefully around my helmet, but as I attacked her pussy with my mouth, tongue, and teeth she grew bolder and bolder.
Eventually, she got the idea of fucking me orally, taking my seven inches deep into her throat. I had been licking and sucking, probing for her G-spot for almost ten minutes when she tensed for several seconds and came hard, bathing my face in her juice. She sucked especially hard when I came and I rewarded her by soaking her tonsils with my baby cream.

“That was incredible, David. Is there a name for that?

“Yes, darling Hosi, it’s called a ’69.’ If you look at the two numbers you can see that they are upside down to each other, just as we are.”

“You sure do know a lot about sex, David.”

“That’s because our society is obsessed with sex, Hosi. Some people…it’s all they think about.”

“What about you? Don’t you think about it all the time?”

“Sure, darling…but that’s because I’m married to the most beautiful woman in the world. I even dream about you. You occupy my thoughts every second of every day.”

“I knew there was a good reason why I love you.” Hosi spooned against me, put my hand in its usual spot just under her breast and we went swiftly to sleep.

The following morning Dennis and I met again with the Queen. We suggested a lottery for the birth control—100 Amazons would be allowed to fuck and breed. The remainder would be implanted with birth control. They would be allowed to fuck, but obviously not to breed. A year later another hundred “breeders” would be selected until the entire tribe had been included. All the men would be required to couple with the breeders until they became pregnant; then we could also fuck the other tribeswomen. That was the way it was supposed to work, but that night Hosi and I went to bed a little earlier than usual, celebrating our marriage and each other. We held each other kissing and touching as we always did. Eventually, Hosi flipped me on my back and straddled me, lowering herself slowly down my cock. She rode me harder and much faster than usual, grinding her clit roughly into me until we came. It wasn’t her most inspired effort. I asked if something was bothering her.

“I could overpower you in your sleep and make you my slave,” she said.

“Sure, but you could do that when I’m awake, too. We both know you’re stronger than me and I’ll never have your fighting skills. Besides, I wouldn’t resist you.” Then, after a brief pause, I continued, “If you can do it, why haven’t you?”

“Because I value you as my mate; I enjoy you as my partner. Did you know that Queen Aleppa gave me the choice?”

“You mean to either have me as your mate or your slave?”

“Yes. Luckily you wound up with me—it could have been Reta.”

“How did I wind up with you if Reta outranks you?”

“That’s easy; I am the Queen’s favorite. I’m her daughter.” Well, that was a surprise, but I had the impression that Hosi was trying to tell me something else. “Is there something else you’re trying to tell me, Hosi? This is the craziest conversation we’ve ever had.”

“The Queen gave Reta the same choice.” OK, I thought, now we were getting some place. “Hosi, are you trying to tell me something about Scott and Reta? Is Scott becoming her slave?”

“Yes, David, but the term slave here is not quite the same as it is in most places. As my mate you have an opportunity to determine your role with me. As a slave, Reta will determine Scott’s role. She will make all the decisions, too.”

“So far Scott hasn’t complained, but what’s going to happen if he disagrees with Reta or disobeys her?