Incest/Taboo Rumble in the Jungle

Rumble in the Jungle: The beginning of Amy Lake's Quest

This is set in the same universe, though with different characters, as one of my other stories, 'The Apprentice', so if you like this check that one out.

Crash!

Barent Moore looked around the cabin of the small aircraft as it continued to fly high above the Amazon basin. His fellow students looked about as excited as he was, some were quietly chatting but most sat back impatiently waiting for the plane to land and the project to begin. Barent and his fellow students were the very best from the Archaeology degree course at Cambridge University that had been selected to join this project excavating an Inca temple that had just been discovered. It was a chance of a lifetime and Barent just couldn't wait to get on with it.

The only drawback was the excessive heat of the jungle, something Barent really didn't enjoy and even dressed in shorts and a light t-shirt he was feeling incredibly hot. Still he thought his lean and trim body wasn't suffering as much as 'chubby' Saunders was, who was bright red and constantly sweating.

The door to the cockpit opened and the two project leaders came through. Both were lecturers at the university and experts in their field, both were also gorgeous and Barent had a terrible crush on both of them. The project leader and most classically beautiful of the two was Dr. Amy Lake, an American who had studied in England, she was already world renowned at only 26. An excellent and somewhat unorthodox Archaeologist she had made several important discoveries in the amazon including the temple they were heading towards. Barent, as he always did, let his eyes sweep down her body. From her long blonde hair held in a ponytail, taking in her perfect Californian features down to her curvy body which was today dressed in tiny denim cut offs and a tight white crop top.

Barent then let his view switch to his other teacher, Dr Jennifer Close, she was English and a historian, an expert in the Incas. At 24 she had just gained her PhD and was more used to the university libraries than field work but she had been convinced to join the project by Amy. She was not quite the supermodel as Amy but just as attractive in a slightly bookish way. She had long, straight, dark black hair which flowed around her pale but pretty face. Her body was as rounded and full as her friend's, though she was more conservatively dressed wearing a lightweight white blouse tied up to expose her flat stomach and plain but tight black jeans. Dr. Close also had, in Barent's view the nicest pair of tits of any woman ever. Their were large but not too large, rounded, firm and very pert. He had spent weeks in Dr. Close's history lectures just staring at her chest wondering what they would look like naked.

With their teachers entrance all the students, the men with extra interest, turned to face them hoping that they were about to arrive.

"Okay guys were nearly there only a few more minutes." Amy said to her students.

As she did, Barent was transfixed by the masses of slightly sweaty cleavage that she was showing off, her mammoth tits gently raising and failing as she breathed. God it was going to be so good spending six weeks with them he thought.

Suddenly a huge bang failed the cabin. People began shouting and screaming. But within moments the cabin was filled with a thick black smoke. Barent tried to get to the cockpit, maybe he could help but the smoke was too much and he collapsed half way down the cabin, the screams of his fellow students filling his ears.

An unknowable amount of time later Barent opened his eyes. At first he thought he was dead, in heaven and being cared for by angels. Then he realised the two beautiful babes that were looking over him weren't angels but his teachers. He then began to take in his surroundings, they were obviously in the jungle somewhere, he was laying back against the soft mossy ground. He couldn't see the plane or any of the other students anywhere. Amy and Jennifer both looked hot and sweaty with smudges of black soot dirtying their clothes.

"Hey Barent, how do you feel?" Amy asked.

"OK I guess, my heads a little sore but not too bad. I guess we got off lightly?"

"I'm afraid not. The plane landed more or less intact but nearly everyone was unconscious. We managed to drag you out but then the plane exploded." Jennifer told him.

"What about the others?" He asked as he sat up.

"No one else made it I'm afraid." Jen answered, obviously trying to stop herself crying, "and now we're lost god knows where in the amazon jungle."

"Look it's going to be OK. I've been here hundreds of times, we'll get out of here, no problem." Amy said, laying a hand on her friends shoulder trying to comfort her.

"Have we got any food or water?" Barent said as he slowly and somewhat painfully rose to his feet.

"No nothing...nothing at all" Jennifer sobbed as tears began to pour down her cheeks.

Amy hugged her friend gently whispering that it would be ok. Barent meanwhile nearly stopped breathing as the two luscious women continued to hug, pressing their firm and full bodies together. So, he thought, he might die in the jungle but at least it would be a pleasant last few days.

Disappointingly the two academics stopped holding one another, Jennifer gently drying the tears from her eyes. Amy began gathering her rucksack with the few survival items they'd managed to salvage.

"So where are we going?" Barent asked closely watching Amy's pert arse as she bent down to pack her rucksack.

"South is the quickest way to the river but I reckon we should actually head east. The amazon bends round and while it might by a slightly longer trek we'll save miles of hiking down the river and be much nearer civilisation." Amy answered.

"If you think the jungle won't be too bad." Jen said as she began to help Amy pick up their gear and giving Barent a second sweet butt to gawp at.

"We'll there aren't any trails or anything, it's pretty much virgin territory but I think we should be okay. That alright with you Barent?" Amy said.

"Whatever you think is best Dr. Lake."

"Please it's Amy. I don't think the university will mind considering the circumstances." Amy said.

"Well alright, should we get going then?" Barent asked, wishing he had the guts to ask if the delicious archaeologist thought the university would mind them fucking...under the circumstances.

"I think so." Jennifer said as she threw her small pack over her shoulder.

"Yeah lets go." Amy said grabbing her rucksack and stomping off into the jungle.

They had been walking through the hot, humid, overgrown jungle for several hours and Barent was truly exhausted. The two girls were in no better state and the sun was beginning to set. So when they found a small clearing it was decided to camp for he night hoping they would reach the river the next day. Under Amy's instruction Jen and Barent began making a small fire, so as keep away some of the more dangerous creatures that filled the jungle night. As they did so Amy herself scouted around the area looking for something to eat.

After a few failed attempts Barent had finally got the fire started though neither he nor Jennifer would sit anywhere near it, they were quite hot enough already. Amy soon returned with a bundle of strange green fruits in her arms.

"Look what I found! Papila fruit, it's not the tastiest thing in the world but it's nutritious and should keep us alive." She said as she handed the spiky and hard fruit to the others, "Pull off the spikes and then just dive in."

Barent didn't like the look of the odd fruit but was too hungry to care. Biting into it was hard work it was tough and fairly unpleasant tasting but the inside weren't too bad and very juicy. Both the girls were also ravenously biting into the refreshing fruit and Barent once again felt his loins stirring as large drops of the fruit's juice dripped from Amy's fruit splashing onto her bare cleavage. The archaeologist didn't seem to care and more and more juice fell into her massive globes dripping around her breasts making her white crop top quite wet.

"Amy! Look at yourself, you're making a right old mess." Jen blurted out when she noticed what was happening.

"Oh well," Amy laughed as she looked down at herself, " it doesn't really matter I found a fresh water pool a little way away I'll just go and wash."

They then finished off the fruit. Amy, to Barent's disappointment, taking more care. The American then said she was going to wash and left the clearing. Barent and Jennifer chatted for a while but he was getting desperate for a pee so excused himself and went into the darkening jungle looking for a suitable tree.

He travelled maybe 50 meters, had a great piss and was heading back to the campsite when he began to here some splashing. He knew it must be Amy and that he really should just leave her alone but the thought of her washing herself was just too tempting, he couldn't resist the opportunity to see that chest dripping with water. So he slowly and carefully made his way towards the sound of water. Finally he'd crept right up to the edge of the trees and he slowly parted the last branch between him and the pool.

The sight that he saw gave him the biggest erection of his life. Amy was standing knee deep in a large pool of water, she was completely naked, her curvaceous body glistening with water. To make things even worse she was slowing pouring more water over herself and then gently rubbing herself clean, her hands grinding all over her naked flesh.

Despite knowing it was highly inappropriate and more than a little risky, Barent unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. It was the one feature of his body he actually didn't mind too much being nearly eight inches long and quite wide, he was just disappointed girls never actually got to see it.

Still staring at the washing archaeologist Barent began to masturbate, furiously rubbing his dick. Amy was now splashing water onto her breasts and Barent knew he wouldn't last long as the liquid flowed around her massive globes, highlighting her tanned skin and pert, light brown nipples.

Then suddenly everything went black and Barent collapsed on the jungle floor.

Amy looked over towards the treeline sure that she had heard a thud but she couldn't see anything, so assumed it was just one of the many monkeys or other animals that live in the amazon and returned to her washing. She was almost done, the sweat and grime of the day was all washed off and she was just enjoying the feeling of the cool water running down her body, a nice change from the oppressive heat of the jungle.

She was about to leave the pool and dress when she felt a ripple in the water. It was dark now and the light of full moon did little to illuminate the gloomy water of the pool but Amy none the less began to look around. She had been to the Amazon many times and had no desire to meet some of the jungle's inhabitants, particularly when naked.

However she couldn't see anything and felt no more ripples, so thinking it safe began to wade to the water's edge. She'd only taken one small step when she felt something brush against her leg, it had felt large, scaly and round. Amy immediately knew that it had to be a snake and by the feel of it, a large specimen.

Obviously not wanting to be some giant Amazon snake's meal she moved towards the edge of the pool even faster then she felt it again, sliding past her leg. She tried to run but the water was just too deep for her.

Amy was only a couple of feet from the edge when the snake slammed into her legs again, it was much harder this time and on the slimy pool floor she lost her footing, tumbling onto her back in the middle of the pool. She was lucky, landing in a shallow section of the pool which was only a few inches deep and most of her body sat above the water.

The surface of the pool directly in front of her exploded and she then wished that she had fallen into the deepest part of the pool and drowned for the snake had thrust the majority of it's form out of the water and it was huge, perhaps 18 foot long and over half a foot in diameter. It's body was covered in dark green and black scales in a alternating pattern and two huge black eyes sat on the top of it's head stared directly at Amy. She didn't recognise the species and was sure that no snakes ever got that big, not that exact zoological definitions were really a big concern for her at the moment.

The snake held itself nearly motionless for several seconds, staring at the prone girl with just it's long, forked tongue flicking out of it's mouth, sniffing the sexy archaeologist's body.

Amy wanted to move but terror held her firmly in place. She was sure the snake would eat her, one that size would have no trouble swallowing her whole and she would take days to die slowing being digested in the beasts stomach.

The snake dived towards her but it's mouth didn't open to swallow her, quite the reverse as the creatures mouth stayed firmly shut. As it's head came towards her, Amy realised where it was heading. When she'd fallen, she'd landed with her legs spread wide open and her pussy was on display to the creature and this was where it was aiming for.

Even greater terror held Amy in place as the snake's head slid between her open thighs before stopping with it's nose just inches away from her cunt. It's tongue once again began flicking out, first sniffing the young woman's ripe pussy before then licking the outside. It took long strokes up and then down her pussy lips tasting every inch of her. Amy couldn't believe what was happening, this simply was not the behaviour of a normal snake.

The snake continued it's licking, repeatedly flicking it's rough tongue up and then down. Amy, much to her dismay, found her body beginning to enjoy the sensation and she could feel her nipples becoming hard and her pussy slowly becoming warm and just a little wet.

The snake immediately noticed this and as the first beads of juice slipped onto Amy's cunt lips it licked them up before retracting it's tongue as if to taste her liquid. It quickly returned to it's licking however and despite the growing pleasure, Amy began to look for a way out.

It wasn't going to be easy, she seemed to have landed on a small, submerged island and deep water surrounded her on both sides. She would have to swim to the shore and the snake could easily catch her. None the less she had decided to try to run when the snake curled it's long tongue around the now hard nub of her clit. This sent a massive wave of pleasure up the young woman's body and she couldn't stop herself letting out a small moan.

Amy promptly decided not run, it would be foolish she reasoned as the snake was liable to change it's mind and eat her rather than do whatever the hell it was doing at the moment. This decision was reinforced when again the snake squeezed her clit and another blast of ecstasy spread throughout her body. Feeling more than a little disgusted with herself but unable to stop she grabbed her breasts and began to squeeze them, heightening and prolonging the bliss.

As if in reply the snake ended it's slow licking and pushed it's tongue into her cunt. Though small, the feeling of being penetrated caused Amy to again moan and toss her head back in delight, her long blonde hair splashing into the water behind her.

Amy expected and desired the tongue to begin thrashing around inside her but this didn't happen. In fact the snake just pushed the long tongue further and further into her until it was deep inside her belly. To do this it had to push it's head further towards her opening until it's nose was pressed firmly against the now very wet lips of Amy's pussy. It then began to press forward slightly so that it's nose began to part her lips wide and Amy screamed as she realised what the snake intended.

The snake apparently energised by the human's sudden scream of fear and thrust it's entire head into Amy. With a diameter of over six inches and within a few seconds in Amy to a depth of nearly ten, the young archaeologist was stretched beyond anything she had felt before and beyond anything she thought possible. Spasms of pain mixed with a bizarre pleasure she had never felt racked her body and she again screamed.

The snake didn't care and it pushed itself further until its entire head was inside Amy. She looked down and felt sick at what she saw. Her belly was bizarrely distended, bulging as if she were pregnant and then below that her pussy was stretched around the neck of the snake, it's head invisible and 16 foot of snake body trailing obscenely out of her cunt and vanishing below the water.

Amy released her tits and was about to grab the snake to try and pull it out of her when the snake flexed it's entire body. Starting at it's tail it sent a tremor along it's body, moving along it's long form like a wave. When the wave reached it's head and thus Amy's insides she once again screamed. This time however it was in extreme ecstasy. The ripple had caused the snake's head to briefly expand and then contract creating the most amazing feeling of pleasure as Amy's cunt had been forced to expand with it.

Amy again grabbed her wet breasts as another and then another wave ran up the snakes body. With the forth she exploded in orgasm. Her body shaking with delight and incoherent moans escaping her mouth. But the snake did not stop and again and again more ripples ran up it's body, each one stretching Amy's cunt and prolonging and increasing her orgasm. Amy began thrashing about, wrapping her legs around the neck of the snake, thrusting her pelvis forward and ferociously grabbing her tits.

The snake and human's violent fucking was causing large waves in the water of the pool and soon with each snake tremor a wave would splash over the rutting pair, the cool water flowing around the curves of the orgasming girls body, washing off the sweat and by now leaking pussy juice.

Eventually Amy could take now more and she stopped moving, exhausted, her orgasm finally over. The snake seemed to understand and stopped moving before slowly pulling itself out of Amy, it's head sliding out with an audible pop. Amy's pussy and belly hurt, it was stretched and raw but she didn't care as she lay back in post-orgasmic joy, the waves finally settling down around her.

However the snake was not finished and as she lay still it slowly slid up her body, it's rough scales running between her sore legs, up her body, crushing her breasts and finally across one shoulder so that it's head lay next to hers. As it continued to move up her she noticed a small bulge in the underside of it's body, she realised that this was the snake equivalent of a cock and as it rubbed it's way up her body it was growing and was now obviously ready to burst.

She tried to move but was held tight under the snake and the snake cock had already reached her chest, she continued to wriggle to try and get free, not wanting to be drenched in snake cum but all she succeeded in doing was rubbing her tits against the snake's belly and more worryingly it's cock.

Amy realised what she had done too late, the last little bit of arousal the snake needed it had got from her rubbing breasts and it exploded. Pints and pints of white snake jism spurted out from the snake cock. Within seconds Amy's face, chest and stomach was coated in cum. The snake reared itself up and allowed it's jism to cover her hair, abdomen and legs too, so that not an inch of the archaeologist wasn't dripping in cum.

Knowing their was nothing she could do now, Amy became resigned to the situation and opened her mouth wide to allow the snake to direct it's stilling spurting jism into her mouth. To her surprise it didn't taste too bad, not too dissimilar to human cum. So she eagerly gulped down mouthfuls of the stuff until she began to feel her stomach was beginning to fill and she shut her mouth letting the last few bursts of cum land on her dripping breasts.

The snake now satisfied slipped off her and swam away into the depths of the pool. Amy lay back, deeply fulfilled, the swallow water washing away the edges of the cum from her body whilst most of it slowly dripped into the water around her, sliding off her curvy form until the water around her began to go white.

Jennifer was getting lonely. She'd been waiting at the campsite by herself for quite some time now. When at first Barent hadn't returned she got worried then she heard a lot of splashing from the pool and assumed Barent was bathing as well. But it had gone quiet now and the dark jungle began to fill with strange animal sounds and was starting to get a little scary.

Even worse was the heat, she'd hoped it would cool down as night fell but it hadn't and with her growing fear of the strange noises she'd moved even closer to the fire, which was making her even warmer. She was now covered in a thick sheen of sweat, her thin white blouse was drenched and clinging to her ample chest, whilst her jeans felt unbearably uncomfortable around her slick thighs and buttocks.

She couldn't put up with it any longer so not caring about modesty she pulled off the her boots and jeans. She let a moan of relief as coolish air wafted around her smooth legs. It wasn't perfect, she was still too hot and the little pair of white cotton panties she wore were still drenched in sweat and clung to her dark, cropped pubic hair and around her pussy lips, but it was definitely an improvement.

She quickly decided she could still get cooler so she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off. Jennifer began to feel much better as the jungle air began to cool her now naked breasts. She looked down at herself and giggled, dressed now only in sodden panties, her nipples growing erect with the cooler air, Barent and Amy might get the wrong idea if they suddenly returned.

The giggle changed to a big grin. Why not let them get the right idea, she thought, it had been a terribly stressful day after all.

She let her hand drift down her pale English stomach. Slowly slipping under her panties, brushing through her neat pubic hair, rubbing ever so slightly against her clit. Her other hand slipping around one of her sweaty breasts, squeezing the ample flesh.

Her fingers continued to explore her clit and lips, Jen hadn't had a boyfriend in a long time and she become very practised at bringing herself off and again she settled into her normal routine by gently teasing her own nipples and clit.

However she seemed even hornier than normal and her already sweat drenched panties were soon getting soaked with her pussy juices too, so she quickly wrenched them off and through them to one side, only allowing her hand to be away from her cunt for the briefest of moments.

With her fingers still just rubbing the outside of her pussy, she bent her head down and with the aid of her other hand began sucking on one of her own nipples. As she tasted her own breast flesh, sending shivers of pleasure up her spine, she felt very sorry for girls with small tits who were unable to give themselves such pleasure.

Jen could literally feel her juices running out of her pussy now, making her fingers wet and sticky, so she thrust her fingers inside herself. Two at first but a third and then a forth quickly joined them. Her hard nipple still in her mouth, she pushed her thumb in too so that her whole hand, up to her wrist, slipped into her own hole.

Obscene squelching noises began coming from her cunt has she moved her fingers about inside herself. She knew she was close to cumming so released her nipple from her mouth, her tit flopping back to its normal pert position, saliva dripping in thick globules off the erect nipple. Replacing the nipple in her mouth was two of her fingers from her free hand, licking her own soft fingertips and long hard nails, a feeling she adored.

With the first hints of orgasm now growing at her core she spread her hand wide inside her cunt, stretching herself and sending herself over the edge, groaning through her fingers as a delightful, self-inflicted orgasm washed over her.

She slowly came down and pulled her dripping hand out of her pussy, making a large slurp as she did, and brought it to her mouth. Replacing the other fingers she lustfully sucked off her own cum, something she loved doing every time she frigged herself off.

Finally finished she lay back on the jungle floor letting the cooler night air dry her now even sweater, naked body.

Her repose was suddenly broken by a cry, it didn't sound like an animal but not quite human either, being a cross between a howl and a scream, but not of pain or fear but of pleasure. The cry had came from the opposite direction to the pool so Jen was sure it wasn't Barent or Amy but knew she just had to check it out. There was something about the cry that in her aroused state sounded good. She couldn't really explain it but even with her own ministrations she was still feeling very horny and the cry demanded to be investigated. Getting up and not bothering to put any of her clothes she headed into the jungle.

The Temple

It was dark but the moon provided enough light to see so Jennifer slowly made her way between the large trees and bushes that made up the jungle. It was a little cooler away from the campsite and Jen began to feel refreshed as she pushed her path through the dense foliage of the jungle.

She had travelled for perhaps a hundred metres, the fire of the camp long vanished behind her, when she noticed something was wrong. The jungle had gone completely silent, none of the normal animal noises could be heard and none of the normally ever present insects could be seen. Only the plants seemed to be alive and as she continued they became thicker and thicker, appearing much older and bigger than any other section of the jungle she had seen.

Jennifer began to think about turning back, the thick branches were now getting harder to push passed and several had scrapped her naked body, when she heard the scream again. It was much nearer now and therefore much clearer. It was as she had thought defiantly a cry of pleasure and a male one at that, though not one any human man could make. It was full of power and animalistic fury and Jen shuddered partly in fear but mostly in desire, she had to know what was making that sound and in the deepest, darkest part of her mind she knew she had to fuck it too.

So she pushed on even harder, ignoring the thick branches of the trees smashing against her body and the hard ground digging into her bare feet. After another couple of hundred metres the jungle suddenly ended and Jen stepped out into a large clearing. At first she thought that the centre was dominated by an overgrown hillock but then she looked again and saw black stonework underneath the plants.

Jennifer walked up to one section of the stone and examined it closely, it appeared to by part of a building, obviously ruined with only a few sections of stones still above the surface. To her skilled eye it defiantly looked to be Incan and from the size and shape it was one of the many temples that dot the region, though by the looks of it not in the greatest state of preservation. It was a nice discovery and Jen immediately started to head back to the camp to tell Amy of her find when the scream filled the clearing. It was much closer than ever before and seemed to come from the centre of the ruined temple.

Jen looked around but couldn't see anyone else in the clearing and then she saw it. A large entrance way obscured by a large bush. Jen rushed to the entrance and pulled the bush out of the way, the entrance led to a wide staircase which headed deep into the ground. The temple clearly wasn't ruined, it was just that most of it was underground, Jen had never heard of this in any other Incan temple. So spurred on by professional curiosity and the lurking desire to find out who or what was screaming in the middle of an empty jungle Jen slowly crept down the stairway.

After about thirty metres the stairs came to an end and the passage levelled off, vanishing into the dark. It was very dark and very hot, much warmer than the jungle was even during the day and Jennifer was pleased that she was still naked as sweat began covering her pale flesh.

Jen couldn't see far down the tunnel but from the little moonlight that came down the tunnel she could just make out a wooden torch held in a bracket on the side of the wall. Surprised that a wooden implement could survive for so long she reached out and grabbed it, so to examine it further but as she did the torch miraculously burst into flame lightning the corridor. Shocked by the sudden flame Jen dropped the torch and as it left her hand it returned to it's previous inert state.

Nervously Jennifer bent down and picked up the torch and as she had half expected it to, it again lit itself, to the young historians scientific mind this made no sense but none the less using the torch's light she continued down the tunnel.

After several metres the tunnels walls, which up to that point had been plain black stone, began to have writing and images carved into it. Initially these were standard images of Incan worship and dedications(written in Incan, a language Jen knew the basics of) to Txacotyal, who seemed to be the god of the temple. However after a while the carvings change and Jen became fascinated. They began showing and describing rituals dedicated to the god, Incan gods were often blood thirsty but Txacotyal seemed extreme. Thousands had been sacrificed to him, often hundreds at a time in massive blood soaked ceremonies were the priests and priestesses would butcher those selected for the ritual. Jennifer could not believe what she was reading, this discovery would make her famous, it was a whole new area of Incan worship.

As she continued down the corridor, the stairs many metres behind her, the cravings again began to change. It seemed that Txacotyal liked not just blood and sacrifice but sex too. Whilst the public rituals all seemed to involve death and suffering, the carvings explained that the temple also held private rituals where the priests and priestesses would hold days long orgies of fucking.

The carvings went into great details about how the priestesses would began with ten hours of perverse lesbian rituals whilst the priests raped and then sacrificed a specially chosen girl. With the temple walls coated in the blood of the sacrifice both groups would meet and screw each other for many days. As Jen read this her horniness, that had almost vanished in the excitement of her discovery, began to return. She allowed her free hand to rub her large, sweaty tits, rolling her nipple between her fingers as she read how the high priestess would take at least two cocks in each hole, pushing herself into a heightened religious orgasm in the honour of Txacotyal.

Jen continued to read about how novice priestesses, often in their teens, would be inducted into the temple by being fucked by every priest. As she read warm juices began dripping out of her cunt, mingling with sweat on her soft thighs. Some of the stories even suggested Txacotyal himself was involved and though the idea of him being a real god appealed to Jen she dismissed this as religious propaganda.

The carvings ended with a long prayer to the mighty Txacotyal before the walls again became blank though the tunnel continued. Jen now highly aroused hurried down the tunnel hoping to find more carvings. However a little way further the tunnel opened out into a large central room. Still all in black stone, lit by many torches on the walls the room was dominated by a huge statue sitting on a dais at the far end.

The statue was clearly of Txacotyal, he appeared to by basically humanoid though about eight foot tall, he was heavily muscled more so than a human could be and most bizarrely had two huge horns sticking out of his bald head. Jen barely noticed this for the statue was naked and all she could stare at was the god's cock. It was massive, at least a foot long and several inches wide. Jen dropped her torch, now no longer needing it and promptly thrust two fingers into her wet cunt.

After a moments frigging Jen pulled her eyes away from the main statue to those surrounding it. For carved at the god's feet, worshipping him with their sexy naked bodies were six priestesses. Each were stunningly beautiful and each were either fucking themselves, each other or trying to fuck Txacotyal and though Jennifer had didn't normally have sexual thoughts about other women these statues made her even hornier than before.

With two fingers still rubbing in and around her wet pussy she approached the nearest statue letting her other hand cup the cold, stone breast of the woman wondering what it would feel like if it were flesh.

"Oh what a delightful morsel fate has presented me with!" A bellowing voice boomed behind Jen.

Shocked she spun round, her fingers flying out of her pussy with a squelch and she saw advancing on her out of a large side tunnel was Txacotyal but not some statue but an actual living creature of flesh appearing just like a statue only his skin was coloured bright red.

"For nearly five hundred years I have used the gateway under this temple to travel from my home in the Third Circle of Hell to see if my worshippers had returned and each time I was disappointed but now my succulent, little pet you have returned to me." The living god boomed.

Jen couldn't believe what she was seeing, an eight foot tall demon god stood before her, his massive cock clearly getting an erection over her body. She didn't know whether to fall to her knees and worship him or run. In fact all she managed was to stammer out "I...I...I'm not....a worshipper....I'm a historian.".

"Tell me then little historian, do members of your profession normally work naked and whilst masturbating?" Txacotyal chuckled.

Jen knew she had gone bright red with embarrassment but managed to answer, "Well no....but what I mean is...I'm not a priestess....I'm here by accident...I don't even believe in gods."

"No neither do I." Txacotyal said now standing only a few feet from the young Englishwoman.

"B..b...but aren't you a god?" Jennifer asked.

"No. I am but a Demon Prince of Hell, powerful beyond your mortal dreams but not a god.".

"But people worshipped you?" She continued.

"Well of course. No demon is ever going to turn down blood sacrifice in his name let alone orgies with hot, young priestesses." The demon prince bellowed before bursting out in a deep laugh.

Jen somewhat confused by all this suddenly feared for her own safety, "What are you going to do with me?".

Txacotyal stared down at the naked girl, "Well you could try and escape, in which case I will catch you, Ra*e you and then eventually torture you to death or because I find your sweet flesh more than a little intoxicating you could serve me.".

Jen not liking the sound of the first option fell to her knees, head bowed and said "How can I serve you?".

The demon again laughed before speaking "Well my moist harlot as I said you fascinate me. Your mind was consumed with lust just by entering my temple, your body is ripe beyond imagining and I need you. But not just for now but for ever. You would make a perfect consort for me.".

Jen looked up, surprised at this revelation, "What does that mean?".

"Simply I would grant you power and eternal life, in exchange you become my plaything." Txacotyal answered.

Jen staring at the gigantic and now erect cock of the demon prince, her hand slipping between her wet thighs and said "Sounds good to me, how do I do that."

"I will it to be and it happens. But first I wish to test you. I will have you now and if you are satisfactory.....and you survive, you will become my consort. Now lie on your back and open your legs!" Txacotyal commanded.

Jen though a little worried by the comment about surviving was just too horny to stop herself and she did as the demon prince ordered, lying back and spreading her legs to reveal her sodden cunt, three fingers gently rubbing her wet lips.

"Masturbate for me!" Txacotyal ordered.

Jen had no problem complying and quickly thrust her fingers deep into herself. Txacotyal staring at the squirming human on the floor below him began rubbing his cock, slowly masturbating himself in time with Jennifer's frigging.

The sight of this mighty being wanking over her sent Jen's already too close orgasm crashing over her, her tits jiggling as she thrust against her hand and came.

"Yes! Now suck my cock, slut!" the demon prince shouted at the dark haired girl.

Jen her body still shaking with the power of her orgasm pulled herself to her knees in front of the towering demon prince. Knowing she had to impress she leant forward, opened her mouth and without even using her hands guided the twelve inch cock into her mouth. She let the first few inches into her mouth before she began flicking around the hot meat with her tongue which made Txacotyal began to groan in deep, bellowing moans.

Jennifer still not being satisfied slipped two fingers from each of her hands into her cunt stretching and pressing against the sensitive flesh. As she did this the Demon Prince's cock slid further into her throat, her tongue rubbing along the underside of the bright red dick as it did so.

Soon it's full length was buried in the girls' throat, filling it so she could barely breath. She then began letting it's length slide in and out of her tautly held mouth, Txacotyal's cock dripping with saliva each time it did so. Txacotyal was now bellowing in pleasure and shouting obscenities at Jen, not that she could really understand them as her whole world had become the fingers in her pussy and the mammoth cock in her mouth.

She was getting close to yet another orgasm when she felt something speeding along the demon cock, knowing what was coming she completely swallowed his cock again just as Txacotyal came. Jen could feel the torrent of jism gushing down her throat, her stomach quickly filling with demon cum so she allowed the cock to slip out of her mouth and grabbing it with her hands directed the still gushing jism so that first her face then her chest and stomach were dripping in the sticky white fluid.

Txacotyal was in spasms of delight and though a little cum was still dripping out of his dick he pushed Jennifer away and collapsed on his back on the floor exhausted from the best cock sucking he had ever had in over five thousand years of existence.

Jen was extremely pleased with the results, she had obviously impressed the demon prince and was obviously now destined to a life as his consort. This amazing change of life style was something that she surprising found very pleasing and couldn't wait to begin.

Txacotyal now beginning to recover manage to say "Yes girl, you have done very well. I am more than pleased and significantly more than satisfied.".

Jen, her body dripping with demon cum stood up and walked over to the prone demon prince. "I'm glad master, though I have to say I'm not yet completely satisfied." She said as she spied the demon's still erect cock.

"In the name of Hell you really are a slut worthy of me!" Txacotyal replied as Jen straddled him and slowly lowered her pussy onto the demon's cock.

It was several hours later and the young woman and the demon prince lay on the temple floor wrapped in each others arms, a romantic scene if it had not been for the jism slowly drying all over the girl, the floor and the demon. Jen, her sexual appetite nearly insatiable, had fucked Txacotyal five times before the demon prince had finally demanded a rest and so she had fallen asleep in his arms.

However she was now awake and gently pulled herself from his arms and stood up. She began to wonder what would happen next, she presumed she would return to hell with Txacotyal but she didn't how this would work. She also wondered when the power Txacotyal had promised would be coming her way.​