Rhythmic breathing, deep restful sleep. It was my last morning to wake from a glorious nights sleep on my king size bed before I headed off on a 3 month excursion for work. I was a pharmaceutical botanist, but I liked to think of myself more like an Indian Jones of plants. My role within my company was to plan excursions to deep areas of jungle where we could discover new species of plants and study their medicinal uses, ultimately cornering the market on our research and making hefty profit margins. Half the year was spent in the lab working on cataloging, researching and developing medical uses from the specimens gathered from the prior excursion, 3 months out of the year I was gone, alone in the rainforests of the Amazon or in this case a trek deep into the uncharted Congo and I had 3 months of the year to myself thankfully. My medical research in the area of dementia and the aging of the human brain was a top priority this trip and I was seeking out a new plant to aid in the formulation of a pill that would regress the aging in human brain tissue.
This particular morning, however, I was pleasantly brought to life, stirred from slumber the way any man would welcome. In my arm, resting on my bicep slept a beautiful specimen of the female form, Kira. Petite and feminine yet she exemplified the voluptuous curves and shape that was the primal idea of fertility. Wide hips and flat stomach, strong thighs and calves. Her ass was marvelous and only outshined by her stunning breasts, large and symmetrical orbs that scoffed at gravity itself. Her smooth pale skin dotted with freckles, her green eyes and full cascading red locks were a sight to behold. A rare gem indeed in the spectrum of science, her genetic makeup being a percentage of a percentage, so exotic among the species.
Her hand on my chest, slowing rising and falling with each of my breaths and her eyes fluttering awake as an ember from the previous nights fire of lust begged for fuel again. Her full pouty lips still showed slightly her red lipstick as she lightly kissed my bicep. The long, thick lashes of her gorgeous green eyes like butterflies as she looks up at me and drinks in my smooth muscular chest. Hardly able to control her desires, her hand wonders with a mind of its own lower down my chest to my flat abdomen and eases below the cool sheet. The sensation stirs a reaction in my loins even as I remain asleep and unaware. Lower yet, her slender fingers with perfectly French manicured nails trail toward my waistline and ever nearer my trimmed pubic mound. She bites her lip as I groan slightly, stirring again as the feeling of sexual arousal and complete relaxation begin to present a physical response brought on by her attentions. My mast rises under the sheet, like a British Man-of-War setting sail for battle to the rhythm of my heart, pumping blood like a beating drum. Another deep groan and a long sigh as I feel myself awaken and not yet fully aware of myself, dreamily refusing to open my eyes and continue my slumber. Kira lifts herself up, propping on her elbow as she watches my face, studying it for reactions to her advanced. Her large breasts and ample cleavage bare, chilled by the cool air in the room her perfect, mouth sized areola encircle her hardening nipples, each one a little bigger than a pencil eraser. The orbs of flesh barely hanging from her torso, the crease almost non existent where breast meets rib cage, standing firm and high. Teasingly her fingers wrap around the base of my manhood and gently applies pressure to my engorging member, pushing downward and accentuating the tight skin of my proud erection. As the sheet falls from my mast her gaze turns away from my eyes and immediately to her prize, taking in its handsome shape and generous girth, 7.5 inches of wrist thick shaft with a curve every woman comes to desire and flesh ridged helmet. The ember becomes a flame and will soon an inferno with only on way of being extinguished. Easing her way down my side, teasing my body with her breasts slowly along the way, flesh on flesh until she is nestled between my legs. Laying flat, propped up on her elbows, presenting her immaculate breasts to my cock, her knees bent and ankles crossed cutely above her firm, apple bottom ass conveying an innocence only I see. Her hand strokes up and down one time, her fingers unable to touch around the circumference, pulling my circumcised foreskin up near the ridge of my girthy helmet sending a clear signal of unmistakable pleasure to my brain. My heart beat increases and my manhood pulses in rhythm, her hands dwarfed as she grips and strokes it with both hands now, aware of my heightened sense of pleasure. Letting out a deep sigh as I wake fully, opening my eyes to behold the voluptuous goddess poised between my legs just as her ruby lips part and her tongue licks my overly sensitive frenulum. “Good morning” I growl, her mouth too occupied to respond, her tongue gliding lightly from side to side against the underside of my pulsing tip, the pleasure absolute perfection. Lifting her gorgeous green eyes to see my reaction, batting her eyelashes and tossing her crimson curls over her shoulder only the way a confident woman can, “Good morning to you” she says. Her hands not missing the pick up and stroke to the same rhythm as her flickering tongue, the added lubrication of her saliva glistening its way down my fleshy pipe. “Oh God baby, that feels so fucking good, I am so going to miss you!”, she responds with “hmmmm” that reverberates down the tip of my spear. I love watching her pleasure it, like it’s a separate being and yet I am still the one being worshipped. Her eyes close and her mouth parts wider as she tightly seals her DSL’s over the ridge of my cock, back and forth over and over, her hand stroking up to meet her mouth each time. Saliva coating my full length now she switches her technique, turning her head slightly to her left allowing her lips to part just a little and placing them on the underside of my throbbing shaft, working her mouth from balls to tip. She turns her right hand upside down, her fingers forming a loose circle around my tip just at the corona of my phallus causing it lurch unexpectedly from the sensation. Her left hand gently massaging my smooth scrotum and heavy balls as she stops for a breath. “Any last requests big boy? Anything you want.” She said playfully, knowing me all too well and my obsession like attraction to breasts. Before I can mutter my request she has already read my mind and she begins her dance of breastly seduction, my kryptonite. Readying myself to receive my greatest pleasure I spread my legs wide keeping them flat on the bed and bending at the knee, showcasing my proud warrior standing at attention. Kira edges herself closer, sitting on her feet as she kneels low between my thighs. Her massive globes sway before me, the anticipation of the sexual act to be performed is palpitating as she places my member in her mouth, strategically lubricating me. Her left hand open but pressing downward on my shaft from the top, lining it up as her lips pump and salivate over me. I watch with eager, almost breathless anticipation as she cradles her huge right breast in her right hand and pushes her hardened nipple against my saliva dripping sack, working it slowing up my veiny rock hard cock. The sensation overwhelming, my abs flex and my stomach flutters all at once. Her mouth leaves my glistening manhood, pre-cum stringing from the tip of her tongue as she lifts her heavy bosom trailing her nipple higher up my cock, stopping to once again rub against my frenulum. “Mmmm, fuck babe.” Is all I can grown, soon to be trapped between her soft fuck pillows. Her left hand immediately cups her massive left breast, parting both tits like the Red Sea and leaving me a moment to bask in the glory of her chest with the approval of my throbbing erection before her. “You want these fat tits baby? You want to fuck them with your thick cock baby?” She playfully dirty talks. “Oh fuck do I baby, give me those big tits, I want to empty my balls all over them!” My cock oozing pre-cum like a lathered up stallion ready for the race, throbbing and pulsing in his stall before the gate opens. Lifting my hips facilitating the pleasure to be as she places me between her ample valley of cleavage, surrounding me in a perfect pocket of pure pleasure. “Oh, that’s it Kira, fuck my fat dick with your big tits baby!” I groan. Her hands so tiny holding all her well endowed chest can offer, pale, freckle covered tits almost spilling between her fingers, her areola and nipples peeking out as she pushes her cleavage tighter around my wet cock. Lifting her torso rhythmically, fucking my cock with her tits, doubling the pleasure as she uses her hands to lift her breasts up and down, stroking me. The view is breathtaking, she looks as if she is praying toward Mecca with my cock between her tits and her mouth now sucking my tip each time it breaches her cleavage, her red curls all the while adding to the visual stimulation of this truly primal act. “Kira, baby, I gonna cum. Fuck my cock!” I beg her. I lift my hips and slide closer to her body as she pumps her tits up and down, never stopping so she is able to sit up straight. Kira wraps both her tits in one arm, increasing the tightness of her tit flesh tunnel as she spends her legs, sinking 2 fingers deep into her sopping we pussy. “Oh shit, fuck that’s feels good baby. That’s so fucking hot!” She squeals. Its all I can do not to cum, bucking my hip wildly as her tits bounce up and down. Her silken smooth pussy well worked from the night before erupts from her vigorously prodding fingers. She yells out, “Oh God I’m cumming baby, cum for me, give me your hot load baby!” Her wish is my command, her huge tits hammering down on my thick, throbbing shaft as I fuck from below. “Ahhhhh, yes, fuck. I’m CUMMING!” I shout. Flexing my hips and thrusting deeply into her sea of tits, holding tightly then sending rope after rope of my hot load shooting everywhere. Kira not letting up her tit assault as the cum shoots spurt after spurt, covering her tits, mouth, face and hair. Finally she releases my convulsing member and assess the mess all over her, “Mmmm, that was so fucking hot babe! Shower time?” She asks. “Definitely, if I can even move right now.” My oversexed cock still reeling from the experience.
But that was 3 weeks ago and thousands of miles away, so far I haven’t seen another woman worth a second glance in this jungle. My journey deep into the Congo has been slow and fruitless thus far. It’s taken more time to travel the river system due to the recent drought conditions and I was unable to get as far in as I wanted. Hiking the last leg will be tough and will see many dangers, the worst of which you can’t even see.
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