Inca Gold Pt 03

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Title:

Inca Gold: Part 3 -- Enlisting for Pleasure.

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Short Description:

Recruiting a Travelling Harem - Week 1.

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Category:

Erotic Couplings.

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Tags:

First time, Interracial, Lesbian sex, Group sex, Non consent, Lesbian group.

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Word Count:

24,110

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Preamble:

Hi, and thank you for choosing my story.

Please consider the preamble for Part 1 as an integral part of this episode. Also, as with most of my work, there is a good deal of background and character building in the early stages. For this reason, many aspects of later parts will be better understood by reading the episodes in sequence.

Please Note:

A slight change of plan...

Originally, this section (Part 3) was intended to span a period of almost three weeks. However, due to the protracted and persistent lusty exploits of our primary characters, it has become something of an epic in its own right. So much so that I have decided to split it into three parts. Therefore, 'Recruiting a Harem' now comprises Parts 3, 4, & 5.

As subsequent sections may take some time in completing, readers may prefer to tackle these episodes

one day at a time,

to avoid suffering withdrawal symptoms (he he ;)

Anyway - because of this, the team's arrival in South America will now commence with Part 6. And the remainder? - well, you'll just have to wait and see. It could even extend to 8 or 9 chapters - or more?

Watch this space :)

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1st Tuesday

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"Hey. What's up?" Jason asked, as Marika let herself in.

"Oh God. You wouldn't believe the day I've had, fending off phone calls for someone called

Jim,

" she laughed.

"Been heavy, has it?" he asked, looking pleased. "But, that's good, isn't it?"

"Like I said, you wouldn't believe it."

"Come and tell me about it."

"Well, to cut a long story short, I've had to pretend to be sick and ask for the rest of the week off. I've had about twenty calls from people asking for interviews. I've had to ask them all to message me with their details, and I said I'd get back to them."

"How many were girls?" Jason asked.

"Is that all you're interested in?" she snapped, but in a jokey sort of way.

"Of course," he replied wryly. "I'm not interested in fucking guys," he sniggered. "You know that."

They discussed the pros and cons of how best to approach the situation, and decided that it would be favourite to arrange to meet prospective candidates during the afternoons - one each day, until they had signed enough applicants.

"I suppose we'd best take them on a first come, first served basis, should we?" Marika asked.

"Do

they

know who called you first?" he asked.

"Of course not," she replied,

"Well, in that case, I suggest we prioritise them in order of our thoughts on their suitability," Jason suggested.

"And how would you decide who might be most suitable?" she asked, already knowing what his answer would be.

"Well... how many were girls?" he replied.

"Oh, you bad, bad boy," Marika grinned. "OK," she teased.

"So. Who's first then?"

"Well, there's a couple called Sam and Joe," she told him.

"OK, he smiled. Let's hope that's Samantha and Joanne," he added.

"Hardly," she replied. "It was a man's voice. Well, I say a man. Sounded more like a boy's voice on the phone."

"Hmmm. I'm not too sure about that," Jason revealed. "But... OK. Well if we could get them here later this afternoon, at least we can rule them out if they're not suitable," he suggested.

"You mean, if you don't think you'd want to fuck them," she replied, pointedly.

"That's what I said, didn't I?" he sniggered.

Marika called the number and arranged for the pair to arrive at four. Once again they were on time, and as they entered the flat (Condo for the Americans), Jason was visibly disappointed on realising that they were both young men.

Both lads were of average height, being a little shorter than Jason himself. Both had quite short, neatly cut dark hair, one of whom was partially dyed blonde. When they spoke, both of them sounded very effeminate, which unfortunately put Jason immediately on his guard.

Even so, he smiled politely and led them into the lounge where they both looked around excitedly as they sat, unnerving close together on the sofa.

Jason and Marika began the interview in much the same way as previously - both quickly realising that the format they followed with the two African girls, would probably become a standard approach for them all.

When they reached the part where they needed confirmation of their age, one of the lads became quite cagey.

"You

do

have proof that you're over eighteen, I assume?" Marika asked.

"Oh yes. Yes, of course," the blonde lad replied. "I just forgot to bring it with me," he told them, although his face did turn an unusual shade of puce.

Jason and Marika looked at one another, as Jason asked, "Would you excuse us for a moment?"

They both got up and Jason led Marika to the kitchen. "Well? What do you think?" he asked.

"Seems a bit suspicious," Marika replied.

"I'm not sure about these two anyway," Jason revealed.

Marika giggled. "Not getting homophobic, are we?" she asked.

"No! Of course not. I have no prejudice at all. I'm perfectly happy to accept that consenting adults are free to do whatever they want in the privacy of their own space... I simply don't want to be a party to their...

interests,

" he added.

"So... you

are

homophobic then," she smirked.

"Don't be antagonistic," he snapped, but not in an unkind way. "But... surely the object of this exercise is to recruit some young pretties to entertain us during our expedition, is it not?" he went on.

"Well

I

think they're

both

quite pretty," she teased.

"But they're not

girls,

" are they.

"Well... Not actually

girls

... no," she smiled, "but quite attractive all the same."

"Well, look... I accept that our relationship as it is, suits us both. And I'm happy for you to have some fun with other guys, just as I enjoy fun with other girls... but I can guarantee that these two won't be up for it," he told her, pointedly. "They will be more interested in the other men... and that's not quite what we're looking for... is it," he added, with a wry expression.

"Hmmm. No. I suppose you're right," she accepted. "OK. Let's find an excuse to cut the interview short and get rid of them."

They returned to the lounge and began asking the guys a few awkward questions.

"So... boys... What can you bring to the expedition that we may not already have?" Marika began.

"Oh, we can do anything you want," one of the lads replied, with a smile.

"Do you hunt?" Jason asked.

"Oh no!" Blondie replied. "We don't like to harm other creatures," he said.

"Well, that

is

commendable, but... what about food? You have to eat, don't you?" Marika smiled.

"Oh yes," the other guy replied, "but we're both vegetarian."

Jason almost choked. "But... what do you expect to eat? In the jungle I mean?" he asked.

"Well... any vegetation that produces fruit is a good source of food," the lad replied.

"Like what, for instance?" Marika asked. "I mean... can you give me any examples of fruits that grow in a rain forest?" she pressed.

"Err... Well, anything," he replied.

"Exactly," Jason came back. "I wonder if you've actually thought this through? I mean, as far as I'm aware, there's not much that grows in the Amazon Jungle apart from trees," he told them, giving them a pathetic look. "Certainly, not fruit," he smiled.

The two lads looked at one another as their argument quickly fell apart.

"Look guys," Marika began, kindly. "We'd love to have you along, but you have to understand that if you can't find food on the journey, you'll have to carry everything you need with you."

"Enough food for up-to a month," Jason added.

She smiled. "Why don't you have a think about how much food you'll be able to carry for, say, three or four weeks in the jungle? Hmmm?"

"Oh. OK," Sam replied, reluctantly accepting that perhaps this wasn't all that good an idea after all.

They left looking dejected, eventually realising that the trip wasn't going to be suitable for them.

"So... Who's next?" Jason asked, almost as soon as the door was closed.

"A couple of Pakistani girls," Marika replied with a broad smile. "Dina and Nata," she added.

"Pakistani?" he mused. "Hmmm... I've never had a Pakistani girl before."

"Well, Asian Indian more like," she continued. "They sounded Pakistani but I'd expect they're probably Indian by nationality. It was Dina I spoke to. She sounds really nice. Tiny little squeaky voice with a heavy Asian accent."

"Ah... well, that's more like it," Jason smiled. "I can see that will please you, won't it," he grinned. "Any chance we can get them here tonight?"

"I'll ring her and invite them... see what they say," she replied, pulling her phone out and stabbing a few buttons.

Jason could only hear one side of a conversation in the distance as he made them both a coffee. Then Marika called to him from the other room.

"They're busy. Can't come until tomorrow as planned," she called from the lounge.

"Oh. That's a shame," he called back.

"Why don't we invite those two nice African girls for the evening instead?" she asked. "We have to get them to sign the new forms anyway."

"OK," Jason agreed. "And while you're at it, why not invite Simon. I'm sure he'd like to meet them," he suggested.

"Meet their brains out, you mean?" she laughed.

She was quickly on the phone again, trying to arrange for Simone and Maya to visit, but without success. They were both out for the evening, so there didn't seem much point in calling Simon as he wouldn't be able to meet the girls anyway.

"Ah well," Jason replied. "Bed then?" he smiled.

"It's a bit early. Are you tired already?" She asked.

"No," he grinned, leading her by the hand to his bedroom where, for the second evening in succession he spent some considerable time reminding her just why he would always be her man.

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1st Wednesday

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"Shouldn't you be working?" Marika called out as she arrived for their meeting, finding him sitting in the lounge with his feet up.

"Honey. I'm really committed to this project. In fact I'm convinced that we'll all be so rich, we won't need to work... so... I'm quitting now," he grinned.

"And if it fails? What then?"

"There are lots of businesses looking for people with my skills. I'll just get another job," he smiled.

"Well... I'm afraid I have some disappointing news for you." she told him.

"Oh? What's that?" he replied.

"Dina and Nata can't make it this afternoon."

"What? Again?" Jason exclaimed. "That's the second time they've let us down. Maybe we should think about dropping them, if this is how reliable they're going to be?"

"Well, that's not really very fair is it?" She argued. "I mean, yesterday we called them on the off-chance. We could hardly expect them to drop everything and come running, could we?"

"Oh, well... I suppose, if you put it like that..."

"I do," she smiled.

"Maybe we could give them another chance?"

"I think we should. They did give us plenty of notice, after all."

"What did they say was the problem?"

"Dina just said they had a personal problem, but they said they can come next Monday, if that works for us."

"OK," Jason smiled. "Shall we go with Plan B then?"

"What's Plan B?" Marika asked, sounding puzzled.

"Same as yesterday. Give Maya and Simone a call."

"Oh yes," Marika smiled. "That sounds good."

She rang Simone's number, which rang once then went straight to voice-bank, so she sent a text message, saying,

'Can you and Maya both come to Jason's place, as we have some forms we need you to sign.'

Two minutes later a reply came back.

'We're in a lecture, but can come after - about 3pm. Hope that's OK :)'

'Perfect. See you then :)'

Marika replied.

Next she rang Simon. "Sorry. I've arranged to meet Camilla after work," he told her.

"Simon is with his girlfriend," Marika called to Jason, who was in the kitchen again.

"With his... his girlfriend?" he echoed in disbelief, as he entered the room, bringing with him two coffees.

"He said he's meeting with Camilla after work," she affirmed.

"Well well. That sly old fox," Jason smirked. "Tell him to bring her with him."

By the time Simon and Camilla arrived, Maya and Simone had already been there for some little while, and all four were relaxing on the sofa after having completed all the necessary paperwork.

Marika immediately noticed how different Simon looked. For a start, his glasses were gone. It turned out he'd been to an optician and got himself some contact lenses. His clothes too, looked more trendy, he was less

stooped,

and his hair was styled far more neatly - all in all, looking far more masculine and attractive than before.

The couple introduced their guests, and Simone rose from her chair, slowly and purposefully walking toward the couple. Simon smiled in anticipation, but his smile fell away as she turned toward Camilla, smiling broadly as she said, "My my. You're pretty, aren't you."

Simon's Spanish girlfriend simply stood there and smiled, allowing the slightly smaller African girl to stroke her cheek gently.

"So... this is what we've come here for, is it?" Simon remarked. "I thought we were just being invited for drinks," he added, watching in fascination as his girlfriend placed a gentle kiss on the bigger African girl's lips.

"Jason never invites women

just for drinks,

" Marika commented, with a knowing smile.

"Perhaps we should pair off?" Jason suggested.

"Good idea," Simon agreed, as both he and Jason each reached for one of Camilla's hands.

"Ahh. Awkward," Jason said quietly.

"Simon," Marika began. "Wouldn't you like to get to know someone else this evening?" she suggested.

"Oh, well..." he began, as both Maya and Simone moved across the room to stand before him, seemingly both keen to be selected.

"Simon has a thing for smaller women," Jason pointed out, which made Maya smile broadly, and move step a little closer.

"That settles it then," Marika replied, placing a hand behind the back of the smaller of the two African girls, and gently pushing her toward him.

Marika took Simone by the hand and led her toward the bedroom doorway, leaving Jason with Camilla.

"You OK with this?" Jason asked the girl.

Camilla looked toward her boyfriend, who was already being hugged by the smaller of the two African girls, as she pressed her cheek lovingly against his chest. "Yeah. I think so," she smiled, allowing Jason to take her hand.

"We'll leave you two alone then," he grinned as he led the short, pert breasted Spanish girl in the same direction that his partner had taken the more buxom of the two Africans.

At the last moment, Camilla turned back to see Simon looking a little forlorn. "Don't worry," she told him. "This will change nothing between us. You have fun now," she smiled - then they were gone.

"Well," Maya smiled. "Just you and me then," she began, crossing her hands low in front of her to grip the hem of her tee-shirt, hoisting it up and off in a single motion, leaving her standing before him naked to the waist.

She moved closer, taking his hands and guiding them to her firm, ripe young breasts, placing her hands over his and making him knead them erotically.

She smiled up at him, asking, "How good are you at eating pussy?"

He was amazed at how blasé she could be about the whole situation, but he was also still reeling in almost disbelief at how he himself had progressed in such a short space of time. With Jason's confident lead, and Camilla's gentle guidance, he had gone from being a timid, middle-aged nerdy type, to something of a minor sex god in a matter of days.

He smiled down at the girl. "That

is

my

forte,

" he told her.

"Good," she grinned, unfastening her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. "I had hoped so."

She turned and sat on the edge of the sofa, leaning back as she parted her legs to display her bushy crotch, most of which was obscured by a brief pair of white lace panties, the gusset already quite damp.

He looked at the offering cautiously. It was true he had given Camilla a really good time on several occasions over the last few days, but she had been his first - and she was clean shaven. This girl had a thick black bush. He wasn't too sure about what to do with this, but she looked so comfortable in making herself available, and he would have hated to disappoint her.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked.

"Just thinking how beautiful you look," he replied, although that wasn't exactly in the forefront of his mind as he knelt before her. "Don't you want to take the panties off?" he asked.

"I thought you might like that honour," she smiled, raising her feet in the air and lifting her bottom as best she could.

He leaned forward and gripped the waistband of the panties, easing them slowly down over her thighs, revealing the thick black pubic muff, glistening with her juices as the late afternoon sunlight fell upon her.

"My God Maya," he breathed. "You are simply beautiful."

"Tell me how it tastes," she encouraged, pulling one leg up to allow the panties to slide down the other shin. She kicked her shoes off, and parted her legs wide as they fell with a clatter on the floor, the white lace garment still clinging around one ankle.

He gripped her hips gently, pulling her up to meet his eager lips, and she moved to one side, pushing her head back into the seat of the sofa as her hands moved up to cup and caress her firm young breasts.

"Oh yes. Oh yes," she moaned softly, as his lips pressed against the warm wetness of her open crotch.

"Mmmm. Mmmm," he moaned in reply, tasting her as she pushed her groin up to meet him.

He closed his eyes and began to lick gently, his tongue exploring the sweet, tangy wetness of the slit between her thighs.

"Oh baby. Baby, baby," he enthused, pressing his mouth over the open pussy slit again. "Oh my God girl, you taste divine. Simply divine," he told her, lapping eagerly in an urgent effort to devour her free flowing juices as quickly as possible, as if his very life depended on it. It was almost as if he was afraid that this delicious treat might somehow fade away, and he had to consume it all before it ran out, but his enthusiasm was driving the girl wild.

As Jason and Camilla first arrived in the bedroom, they found Marika and Simone both already naked, standing at the foot of the bed, caressing each others' bodies as they kissed.

"Ooohh," Camilla purred. "Can anyone play?" she asked.

"Well,

you

certainly can," Marika replied with a smile, raising an arm and waving with her hand in a beckoning gesture for the girl to join them. The Spanish girl stepped between the naked couple and allowed herself to be stripped while Jason undressed himself, intently watching the three beautiful women playing together.

Marika dropped to her knees, pressing her lips against Camilla's shaven camel-toe and she began to lap lovingly, as Simone wrapped her arms around the girl from behind, kissing her neck and shoulder and fondling her firm bare breasts, while Jason stretched himself out on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow to watch them while he massaged his stiffy.

Before long, the three came to join him, Camilla lying on her back beside her host, while Marika laid Simone beside her. The lusty couple sandwiched their Neapolitan guests and the two couples spent some time happily fondling each other.