Inca Gold

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Title:

Inca Gold: Part 5 -- Enlisting for Pleasure.

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Short Description:

Recruiting a Travelling Harem -- Week 3.

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Category:

Erotic Couplings.

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Tags:

Interracial, Blowjob, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Lesbian Group, Group sex, First time, Non consent.

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Word Count:

65,180

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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. 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.

Also, this episode should be treated as a continuation of Inca Gold Part 4. (yes - that's right - go back and recap the end of Part 4)

Finally my apologies if3rd Thursday

goes on for too long - I confess I got a bit carried away. Feel free to skip some if it gets boring. ;)

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2nd Sunday Morning

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When the girls finally awoke, Marika was already making moves on Oki again. The little Japanese was lying sandwiched between her two hosts, and Marika was holding her close, kissing her and caressing the girl's naked body under the covers.

"What's going on," Coco asked, still in a sleepy daze.

"Nothing you need to worry yourself about," the lovely Filipino woman told her live-in lover, with a lusty smile. But just as she spoke the phone rang.

"Oh no, Marika complained to herself. Now who could that be calling at this hour?"

"This hour?" Coco echoed, in disbelief. "It's almost midday," she laughed.

"I know my pretty little darling," Marika replied, "but I always like to have a lie in on a Sunday morning, especially if I have someone nice and sexy to cuddle with," she grinned, feeling around under the covers for another grope of the two happy girls.

"Aren't, you going to answer that?" Oki asked, parting her legs as she felt Marika's fingers exploring her.

The statuesque Filipino let out a disgruntled sigh, then leapt out of bed, running across the room to retrieve her phone from the dressing table.

"That will teach me to leave it closer next time," she smiled.

"Hello?" she said, silencing the ringer as she returned toward the warm bed with its sexy young occupants.

[Jason on phone] "Hey Mari. How's things?"

"Oh. Hi Jason. Yes, we're doing OK. What's new?" she asked.

[Jason] "We?"

She sighed. "What is it Jason," she asked, firmly.

[Jason] "Oh, nothing much. Just wondered how you are. I didn't hear from you yesterday."

"No..." she replied, hesitating. "I was... busy... with something," she added, smiling as she gazed down at the two girls, currently cuddling together in her bed. She stood there naked, beside the bed as she spoke.

[Jason] "What sort of something?"

"Oh you know," she smiled, pulling the covers away from the two naked girls as they slid down and smiled up at her. She laid herself down beside Okinawa. "Same as you, I should think," she added with a laugh.

[Jason] "What do you mean, same as me? What do you imagine

I

was doing?"

"Oh, well, let me think. A certain buxom young Swedish blonde perhaps?" she suggested, raising her knees and gesticulating to Oki to take up the designated place.

[Jason] "What makes you think that?" his voice came back, seemingly protesting his innocence.

"Oh, Uhh," Marika gasped slightly, as Oki shuffled down between her knees and began kissing lovingly around the tops of her thighs, while a smiling Coco began caressing her breasts.

"Well, maybe because I noticed you... Uhh, slip her your phone number as they were leaving..."

[Jason] "Ahh. You saw that, did you?"

"Uh huh. Uhh..." she gasped again, as Oki's lips found that certain spot. "Ooohh," she moaned softly, as she felt Oki's tongue begin to trace her sweet, shaven slit while Coco continued squeezing one firm breast and began suckling on the other.

"And then you didn't call yesterday... Mmmm... Uhh... so I guessed you'd had a better offer," she laughed, before moaning with pleasure again.

[Jason] "Is someone there with you?"

She didn't reply for a moment, for fear of letting out an ecstatic moan. Instead she gripped Coco's face and forced a rough, urgent kiss on the small girl's mouth.

"I have

two

someone's here with me," she giggled, then moaned softly, beckoning Coco to cuddle in, gathering the lovely little black girl under her arm.

[Jason] "Who is it? It's not Simon, is it?" He sounded quite jealous.

"Jason!" she snapped angrily. "There hasn't been a man in my home since you were last a guest here," she told him. "For your information, I've been recruiting some lovely young ladies for our expedition," she said more calmly, smiling down at Oki's head bobbing gently, as Coco resumed suckling on her breast.

"Anyway. I'm sure you didn't call just to ask me that," she said. "What can I do for you?" she asked.

[Jason] "Oh. Yes, well... I wanted to ask if you would call all the applicants that we decided to accept, and tell them we all need to meet at the airfield on Saturday at midday. I've booked the flight."

"I can't ring

all

of them, she objected. How about if I send you half of the list, and you can ring some and I'll ring some."

[Jason] "OK. Do that."

"And, in the meantime, it would be good if you can catch up with Simon. I've not heard anything from him for ages," she told him.

[Jason] "OK. Will do. Don't forget to tell them to bring their passports. And they need to be at the airfield by midday on Saturday, or they'll miss the plane."

"Sure, she agreed. "Is that everything?" she asked.

[Jason] "I think so."

"What about the ones we don't want to take with us?" Marika asked.

[Jason] "We'll call them too. We can tell them exactly the same, except to meet at the airfield on Sunday. By the time they work out what's happened, we'll be long gone," he laughed.

"That's a bit cruel," she commented, "but it

would

avoid a scene," she laughed, gasping again. "OK. I'll message you later. I may have someone I want you to meet," she added, stroking Coco's hair and relishing the pleasurable sensation that Oki was providing between her legs.

[Jason] "Great. Bye then." [click]

Marika laid back, closed her eyes and relaxed, enjoying the attention of the two girls for an indeterminate period, until at last there came the unwelcome sound of the doorbell, disturbing her bliss.

"Oh. Would you look at that," Marika declared, looking at the clock. "Bang on time," she sighed. "I wouldn't have minded for them to be a bit late," she smiled at the girls.

"Is this surprise you tell us?" Oki asked, looking worried.

"No my love. Not today. Perhaps tomorrow?" she suggested, getting up and wrapping a bath robe around her, leaving the two girls in bed together.

"You two stay here," she told them. "I have some new friends I'd like you both to meet," she added. "They will be coming with us to the Amazon," she smiled, "so I think you should all get acquainted first," she told them, leaving to answer the door.

There was some indistinct conversation away off in the hallway, which gradually progressed closer, until Marika finally led the beautiful Madeline and her two escorts into bedroom.

"Oh. How lovely," Juliette exclaimed, as they entered the room to find Coco and Oki lying together in the bed looking puzzled - nay, worried, and clearly wondering what their hostess had planned for them. Almost in unison, the pair sat up, pulling a single sheet up in front of them to hide their modesty.

"Well, well," Juliette commented softly. There was an undeniably strong French accent there. "You were not joking I see," she smiled, licking her lips.

"Perfect," Celine added, smiling lustily, her eyes wide with excitement. "but... well, are they not a little... young?" she asked.

"They are both legal," Marika assured the two women. "Girls," she announced, "I'd like you to meet our guests for this afternoon," she told them, "and if you are both good girls for our guests, they may decide to stay for the evening?" she added, by way of a question to the two women.

"Mmm. That sounds very tempting," the slightly taller, short haired woman replied, with a wicked looking smile.

"Won't that be fun?" Marika declared, adding, "Girls. This is Juliette," she said, introducing the dark haired, sharp featured woman who had just spoken.

"Lovely to meet you both, I am sure," Juliette replied, in her heavy French accent.

"And this lovely lady is Celine," she added, making a gesture toward the second woman with the dark, straight, shoulder length hair.

Celine nodded politely and smiled, almost leering at the two girls huddling side-by-side in the bed, but there was no mistaking that her gaze was firmly fixed on cute little Coco.

Unlike the first time they had met, on this occasion, both women were in dresses of similar style - Juliette in Ruby red and Celine's was of Royal blue.

The design couldn't have been chosen better to show off their ample busts along with a generous cleavage, and the thin strappy cords supporting the top of the garment, left the shoulders almost completely bare while displaying plenty of flesh around the backs, the arm openings and down the side of the torso.

The waists were also very narrow, further enhancing the shape of their attractive busts, if that were at all possible. Unusually, the zip fasteners were located at the side, obviously designed to allow the wearer to slip out quickly and discard the garment at a moment's notice.

Oki and Coco sat in the bed, huddling together as Marika continued, "And this lovely young lady is... Madeline," she sighed. She almost breathed the girl's name, sensually, while slipping an arm around her waist.

Oki and Coco looked at the girl who was monopolising Marika's attention, and neither one seemed surprised. Both were by now completely aware that their statuesque Filipino hostess had a definite penchant for young looking women and girls (or why would they themselves be there?), and Madeline, with her long, straight, mousey coloured hair, the small features of her baby face, and those big doe eyes, was no exception.

Maddie was wearing a snug fitting, floral printed, white two-piece creation. It appeared to be made from a sort of muslin material, or perhaps a course lace. The top was a short sleeved jacket style, open at the front and strapped in place by a narrow cord that was laced up like a shoe might be, and tied in a pretty bow at the low, revealing neckline. The bottom half was a short skirt that hugged her hips, the remainder being gathered into tight little folds, with the hem left in what was clearly designed to appear as rough looking

tatters.

"Well... I know the age for consent is fifteen in this state," Celine pointed out, "but, I usually draw the line at fucking little kids," she added.

Juliette smiled at the oriental girl. "I do not," she said pointedly, staring lustily at the pretty Japanese with her hair still in bunches.

"We're not kids," Coco objected. "I'm nineteen," she added, tossing her head aside indignantly.

"Well..." Celine smiled, "in that case my pretty," she whispered, walking around to Coco's side of the bed, "you have just sealed your own fate," she told the girl, with a slight laugh in her voice.

"And... what about you?" Juliette asked, staring lustily at the small oriental girl.

"What

about

me?" Oki questioned the woman.

"How old child?" she asked.

"I am twenty one," Oki replied, "and I am not child either."

"Sacré Bleu," the woman exclaimed. "I think I may have to fuck this one to death," she laughed.

"Well... OK," Marika grinned. "As long as you don't hurt her in the process," she laughed.

"Anything we want, you say?" Juliette asked.

"As long as you don't hurt them," Marika replied, smiling at the two girls. "We wouldn't want to put them off having more fun tonight, would we," she added.

"And... what will

you

be doing?" Juliette asked.

"That, my dear..." Marika smiled, staring directly into young Madeline's eyes, "is a

very

silly question," she said, slipping an arm around the passive girl's waist, and leading her back toward the doorway, where they stood and watched the sordid events unfold.

Juliette approached the side of the bed where Okinawa sat, hugging the sheet around her front. She still donned the cute pink bobble ties, which held her hair in long bunches, and as the woman approached she could clearly see the young Japanese girl's naked back, right down to her cute little bottom.

Celine, of course, was already standing beside Coco, as she took a careful grip on the sheet which the small black girl clung to, holding it tightly against her breasts. Celine began to pull gently at the sheet, coaxing it away from Coco, until eventually she had a perfect view of the lovely naked girl, sitting there and looking helpless.

Juliette and Celine glanced at one another, nodded, and simultaneously reached to their sides to unzip the dresses that they wore, slipping the garments from their shoulders in what appeared to be an extremely well rehearsed routine.

Both women were bra-less, and smiling at one another, they quickly removed their brief, black lace panties, now standing one on either side of the bed, quite naked, and each sporting a thick dark bush of pubic muff.

"Would you mind if I join you?" Juliette asked of Okinawa.

It was a rhetorical question, and Oki said nothing, but simply laid back on the bed, resting her head on the pillow as she allowed the sheet to fall into her lap, smiling invitingly as she revealed her beautiful shapely young body and firm ripe breasts to the sharp featured French woman.

Not wishing to disappoint the young lady, Juliette knelt down beside her and leaned over, kissing her full on the mouth while gently fondling her naked body.

Meanwhile, Celine was reaching out a hand to the small West Indian girl.

"Come child," she said, encouraging the naked girl to leave her bed. "Come little one. We have much to discuss," she smiled, gathering the girl into her arms and pressing the full length of her naked body against Coco's.

She kissed the small black girl as her hand stroked up and down the side of Coco's bare body. "Mmmm. Such a sweet little thing," Celine smiled, raising her hand to grip, then gently squeeze one peculiarly shaped little breast. She kissed the girl again, then dipped her head down to kiss, then gently suckle one firm, pointed little breast, making Coco moan softly.

"Oh yes," Celine murmured. "You like this, do you?"

Coco just moaned again.

"You are very beautiful, little one," Juliette told her pretty play-toy, stroking the lovely girl's firm young breasts, while gazing into the dark, narrow eyes as she knelt beside the bed, now kissing Oki's bare shoulder.

Satisfied with the scene developing before them, Marika turned to Madeline and smiled. "You come with me," she said, pausing to kiss the beguiling French girl. "I think you and I have some unfinished business to attend to," she smiled, slipping an arm around the tall, flaxen haired beauty's shoulders and leading her away.

"What are we going to do?" Madeline asked, innocently revealing her simple nature.

"I want you to do something for me," my love, Marika said to the girl.

The sounds of pleasure coming from the bedroom, faded into the background as Marika escorted Madeline back to the lounge.

"Well, my precious?" she said to the girl, as they approached the sofa, "I wonder what it is that we can do here?" she asked.

Madeline looked lost. "I do not know," she replied, half a smile on her face.

"Well, perhaps I can enlighten you?" Marika told the girl, fiddling with the bow of the narrow ribbon securing the front of the girl's lace top. "Do you remember the last time you were a guest in my home?" she asked the girl.

"When the man was here?" she queried.

"No my treasure," Marika replied with a comporting laugh. "No, that was

his

home," she smiled. "The last time you were here in

my

home, it was just us girls together," she added.

"Oh yes. I

do

remember," Madeline replied. "You raped me," she said, but there was that same hint of a smile on her face.

"Because... that was what you

wanted,

" Marika clarified.

Madeline smiled. "I remember," she said, as her hostess carefully unlaced the front of her clothing.

"You loved it," Marika went on. "Afterwards, you told me it was the best ever," she smiled, squeezing the girl's breasts through the muslin top.

"So... this time... you are going to do what

I

want," she told the girl.

"And... what is that?" Madeline asked, as Marika opened the front of her top, exposing the lovely girl's perfect, firm young breasts.

"Well... this will do for a start," she smiled, slipping her hands inside the open top, and caressing the girl's solid, shapely breasts.

There were sounds of young girl's cries coming from the bedroom, which seemed to disturb Madeline, but Marika simply gripped her face and turned the girl toward herself.

"Don't worry about anything going on in there," Marika told her. "All you need to think about what is we are doing in here," she told the girl. "Now... last time you were here, I licked your pussy for you, didn't I. And you loved it," she smiled. "So..." she said, sitting down on the sofa and opening her gown, "I want you to do the same for me," she instructed her charge.

"No," Madeline objected, looking worried.

"You

will

do it," Marika insisted firmly, but with a smile. "Now

kneel!

" she demanded.

Madeline realised she had to obey. She went down on her knees and Marika leaned forward, taking the girl's face in her hands, guiding the girl to her open crotch.

"Now my pretty," she told her lovely partner. "Give me my heart's desire," she smiled, leaning back and closing her eyes as her beautiful young guest did her bidding.

"No way you are twenty one," Juliette said to the Japanese girl, back in the bedroom.

"No?" Oki challenged.

Juliette shook her head and smiled down at the lovely girl.

"How old then?" Oki asked. "You tell me."

"You are just naughty little schoolgirl," the woman smiled, flicking one of the long dark hair bunches.

"I not naughty," Oki objected, frowning. "What I do?" she asked, giving the woman a pitiful pout. Oki had taken part in a great many role-play sessions in her past, so she had a fair idea of what was expected of her.

"You take advantage of your small school friend," she accused, nodding toward Coco.

"No," Oki denied, feigning a fearful expression.

"Yes you do. I know this," the short haired woman insisted in her heavy French accent. "You make her do very dirty things for you," Juliette insisted. "You are

very

bad

little girl," she smiled.

"No," Oki objected, cowering.

"Yes you are. Now I must punish you," she said.

"Please," Oki begged. "I am good girl, she pleaded, feigning a tearful demeanour.

"No my treasure," Juliette told her, pulling the girl up to a seated position again. "You must be punished," she said.

She slid the pillow down about a foot, then laid the girl back again, so that Oki's shoulder blades were resting on it, raising her lovely firm breasts in the air and letting her head fall back.

"Now... I punish you," she smiled, lustily. "I like to punish wicked little girls," she said softly, sliding her left arm under Oki's lower back and laying herself down beside and to the right of the girl. "Come my pretty. Take your punishment," she said softly, closing her lips on one stiff, dark little nipple.