Amazon Adventures
Keywords: Adventures, Amazon,
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My name is Bartleby Adams. Most people call me Bart. I have always been a sexually adventurous guy. Always. Fortunately for me, I've got the means to explore the kind of life that most people dream of. I was born into it, you see. My mother, Stacy Mendoza married a man named Paul Adams. He was fabulously wealthy and left us a lot of dough. Unfortunately, both he and my mother passed away, leaving me the sole heir to the Adams family fortune. Twenty million dollars. It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
Ladies, I am not the marrying type and my mom didn't raise any fool so save it. I'm all about traveling the world and having fun. I don't want to get married or find love or any of that bullshit. Only fools fall in love. My mother taught me that. She was fortunate enough to snag herself a multi millionaire. She knew that someday I would inherit that fortune and knew that all the gold diggers in America would be after me. She made damn sure that I was smart enough not to fall for their tricks. You're not dealing with any fool who's going to fall for your pretty face or your pussy. Might as well save it. Thank you.
Now, my latest journey had taken me to Brazil. I liked Brazil. A very hot, tropical place. There were lots of great places to visit in Brazil. The place was beautiful. There were beautiful women all over the place, too. I was staying in the Brazilian version of the Hilton Hotels. I went out and began to do some exploring on my own.
Unlike most American tourists, I blended in nicely. I'm six feet two inches tall and have black hair and pale brown eyes. My skin is light bronze. My father was a white guy and my mother was Mexican. I didn't look all that different from the majority of Brazilian natives. There were some beautiful people out there and I noticed them all. Both the women and the men. Yes, as you may have guessed, I am sexually flexible. Some might call me bisexual. That's fitting, I guess. I do it with girls and sometimes boys when the females bore me. The first thing I did was to find myself some entertainment.
" I need a girl," I told one of the boys from the hotel. " A fine-looking babe with a great figure and a fantastic ass, can you arrange that?"
The hotel management sent me a girl right away. She showed up at my room and I was amazed. This girl looked fine. She was tall, slender, with a big ass too. She had dark brown skin and long black hair. A tall, athletic Black woman. I had slept with women of all colors but I had yet to have myself a Black female. From what I heard about them, they were supposed to be something else.
I asked this pretty lady her name and she told me to call her Cassandra. She was very pretty, wearing a black shirt and jeans. I had someone serve us some wine and put on some music before we began the festivities. And festivities we did have. We drank some wine and asked her some questions. She was evasive but rather pleasant. I could tell that this girl was smart. Maybe simply having tough times. She was charging a pretty little penny, five hundred American dollars. Oh, well. I was willing to pay, now let's see if she was worth it.
Cassandra got right down to business. She pressed her sexy body against mine and kissed me full and deep. I kissed her back and ran my hands all over her sexy body. Man, this girl was fine. Before I knew it, she had pushed me back on the bed and began undressing me. I was naked in no time. She removed her clothes and I looked at her sexy naked body. She looked hotter than any girl I'd seen in any catalog. She had large breasts, a tone and sexy body, and a nice, bubble butt. Man, she turned around and shook her booty in my face. I felt myself grow hard simply from looking at it. Cassandra looked at me, and smiled. The girl was sexy and she was well aware of her sexual power.
I lay back on the bed and watched as she climbed on top of me. She kissed me again, and began licking a path down from my neck to my groin. I held my breath when she licked the head of my cock, then breathed on it. I almost closed my eyes. Cassandra took my cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. She sucked my cock and licked my balls. Damn, she was so good at it that I thought she must have practiced on a lot of dicks. I groaned in pleasure as she continued what she was doing. When I blew my load, ten minutes later, she gulped down all of my seed. I looked at her, amazed. She looked at me, her expression unreadable.
I gestured for her to come closer and she did. I put on a condom and grabbed a bottle of lube. She knew what was up. She straddled me and I entered her. My hard cock slid into her pussy. She put her hands on my shoulders and began bouncing up and down on my cock. I was thrusting into her as hard as I could. We went at it like this for the next half hour, then I came and she rolled off me.
I was ready for round two. I looked at her sexy ass and told her what I had in mind. She didn't seem surprised. I guess it was a common enough request. I put on a new condom and greased it up with KY. Cassandra took some of the lube and applied it between her sexy ass cheeks, then she got down on all fours and waited for me. I positioned myself behind her and took her like this. I pressed my cock against her asshole, and pushed.
Cassandra grunted when my cock slid into her ass. I thrust into her. Man, I have had the pleasure of anally penetrating several women in my lifetime and it's something I will never get tired of doing. I love anal sex. The feeling of a woman's warm, tight hole around your cock as you plow into it. There's no feeling like it. I gripped her by the hips and slammed my cock deeper into her butt hole. She winced and grunted from time to time but did not scream. The girl took it like a champ. Not a single scream from her. Damn.
I continued to plow into her tight dark hole, slamming deeper and deeper. Her hole was so warm and tight that it wasn't long before I came. I screamed in obvious pleasure and remained inside her for some time. I squeezed myself out of her, then lay still. I lay there for a couple of minutes, breathing deeply. I was still catching my breath when I felt something sharp stick into my neck. My vision became blurry. The last thing I remembered was hearing Cassandra speaking to a man. An enormous Latin man's face obscured my vision and he slammed his fist into my face. Then I saw stars.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the mud. I was lying in the middle of what appeared to be a clearing, surrounded on all sides by trees. I struggled to move. My whole body was aching, especially my skull. Where in hell was I? I was in some kind of forest. There wasn't a building in sight. I shouted, hoping to attract someone's attention. It was all coming back to me. I remembered the hotel room, the girl, and her acolyte who knocked me out after she slept with me. Man, this bitch and her man friend had me good! I cursed, calling her every name in the book. Man, when I returned to the hotel, I was going to make that bitch pay for what she did to me, and her friend too. I searched my pockets, and discovered that I didn't have my wallet anymore. Big surprise. I cursed again.
I would probably have gone on cursing the treacherous bitch for what she did to me if it hadn't been a low rumbling that I heard behind me. It didn't sound like thunder. No, it sounded like the sound a fierce predator might make. The same roar came again, this time much closer. I turned around, and saw it. The sight of it made me piss my pants. An enormous wild cat was prowling only twenty feet away from me.
A jaguar, native of South America! My blood froze. I couldn't move. The fearsome jaguar tensed its muscles, preparing to launch itself at me. I couldn't believe it. I had left the United States to find death at the jaws of a jaguar in the godforsaken jungle! I was looking at death and it looked back at me through yellow eyes. The end had come at last. There was no escape. Nevertheless, I screamed.
I waited to feel the jaguar's sharp fangs on me, and to feel its claws tear me up before it turned me into its lunch. It never came. I heard a sound like thunder, and then a thud. A foot away from me, the jaguar fell, dead. I looked at it, shocked. I couldn't talk. My heart was still beating like thunder in my chest. I was scared shitless. I turned around, and saw someone standing there with a gun. It was a dark-skinned girl and she held a smoking gun in her hands.
I looked at her, still unable to speak. She approached me, and offered me a hand. After a brief hesitation, I took the hand that was offered to me. She knelt by the jaguar, ignoring me completely. I watched as she produced a knife from a waist sash and began cutting up pieces of the jaguar's flesh. She cut off the ears, and the paws. Neatly. She was frighteningly good with the knife. I watched as she began hacking at it. She did for some time. When she was done, she had separated the jaguar's head from its shoulders and dropped the whole thing into a backpack which she hauled over her shoulders. The girl then gestured for me to follow her, and I did. I followed my savior into the jungle, not knowing where we were going.
After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at a large farm. I took a look around. Yes, this was one of those places I'd read about in those adventure comics I used to get as a kid. Haciendas. Big houses in the middle of the South American jungle. There were chickens around the place, and I saw a couple of cows and goats, too. A man came out of the Hacienda and greeted the girl. I guessed him to be her father. He looked at me with suspicion. The girl embraced the older man, and gestured to me.
"Father," she said. "I found this man in the jungle, the man-eater was about to devour him. He screamed loud enough to wake the dead, that's what attracted my attention."
The dark girl looked at me. "What is your name?" She asked me in heavily accented English. I didn't say anything.
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