Inca Gold

Title:

Inca Gold: Part 6 -- The Adventure Begins.

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Short Description:

Today marks the start of the rest of your life.

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Category:

Erotic Couplings.

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Tags:

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

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Word Count:

34,145

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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, I will not be repeating descriptions of any characters that appeared in previous chapters. You will need to refer back for details of those characters.

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Devil's Lake Airport

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As Jason and Marika arrived in the parking lot, there were over a dozen cars and other vehicles already there. It was just after 10am on the Saturday morning, and they were surprised to see so many vehicles at such a small airfield.

"Wow. Never seen it like this," Jason commented.

"Do you think there might be something going on?" Marika smirked.

"Didn't you expect it to be busy then?" Coco asked naively, from the back of the car.

Jason and Mari ignored her.

"How many go with us?" Okinawa asked.

"I have twenty eight on the manifest," Marika replied, twisting around to smile at the cute little Japanese girl.

"What is manifest?" Oki asked.

"Well... In this case, it's the list of passengers," Marika told her.

Just as the four were getting out of the car, a taxi arrived at the Departures building, and out stepped two beautiful Indian/Asian young ladies in full Sari - Dina in turquoise and Nata in purple, both complete with beautiful jewelled headdress.

"You're going to look a little out of place dressed like that in the jungle," Jason joked, with a snigger.

"You said we will be provided everything we need for the expedition," Nata replied, looking puzzled.

"And so you shall," Marika told the beautiful, caramel skinned girl.

"Looks like you have everything that

I

need, right

here,

" Dina told her, staring into the eyes of the diminutive little Japanese and and smiling lustily at the girl with her beautiful long black hair tied up into cute looking bunches.

"Except a cock," Nata quipped.

"Hey!" Jason retorted, in an offended tone.

Okinawa looked concerned and moved away, placing Marika between herself and the plump, predatory young Asian woman.

"Errr... Let's get inside shall we?" Jason suggested, attempting to defuse the awkward situation.

"Yes. Let's," Marika agreed, placing a guiding hand behind the backs of her two tiny lodgers, directing them toward the entrance.

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Assembly

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As they entered the airport building, they looked around the sparsely furnished waiting area to see an assortment of their female applicants already seated on the basic wooden benches sited around the walls. Most of the girls were in jeans or shorts and tee-shirts, but also, standing in the middle of the room and surveying the colourful gathering of attractive young talent, were three of the men - Kevin, Daniel, and Nathan.

Kevin was quite short for a man - probably around five feet seven or eight tall, with a stocky build, short dark hair and a rounded face. He was fairly self confident, but as he had plenty of cash behind him he could afford to be. He had a very ordinary look about him, as ordinary guys go, but for some reason girls didn't seem to like him very much. He certainly attracted the

gold digger types,

- no problem, but as genuine partners went, he always lost out to most other guys. Perhaps it was his personality. He always seemed to be watching or leering at girls and young women, and they found it creepy, which was sort of odd, because Jason, Nathan and Ray were all guilty of much the same thing, but they seemed to get away with it, usually getting on OK with the girls - but that's another story.

More about Daniel later.

Nathan was a typical burly black American, being easily six feet three inches tall, thick set and very muscular, and he had been sizing up all of the girls in the waiting area. Nathan had an eye for a beautiful girl. Well, that's not the whole truth - Nathan had an eye for most girls, and would waste no time getting it on with anyone even remotely attractive, given half a chance.

It was said of Nathan that he would fuck anything that could walk, but that was a bit unfair - Nate was really only interested in bipedal females, any bipedal females - preferably human, although no-one was really sure if chimps and apes were safe around him.

The one thing that he

really

liked was a generous bust on a woman, but even so he was watching closely as Okinawa and Coco took seats together against the back wall, having first acknowledged a few of the other girls.

But almost as soon as they sat down, Indira and Diva singled Coco out. At the same time, Okinawa had mentally singled out Indira. Unbeknown to the others, Oki had a certain penchant for small breasted girls, and she also liked dark tanned skin. Indira, being very black and very petite, clearly fitted the bill perfectly.

"Well?" Indira began. "Aren't you going to introduce us to your cute new friend? she asked, smiling at the little Japanese with the bunches.

"Oh..." Coco began to reply, but Oki interrupted.

"I am Okinawa," she replied for her friend. "Okinawa Watanabe," she smiled, placing her hands together and bowing her head in the traditional manner.

"Well, I hope

we

can be friends too," Indira suggested, smiling suggestively at the lovely Japanese girl. "But right now I'm thirsty. Get me a drink Coco, there's a good girl."

Coco scowled at her, looking to Diva for support, but Diva just pulled a face to show her indifference, and shrugged.

Coco sighed, almost resigned to becoming subservient to the pair again, and she was just about to walk off when Marika intervened.

"Hello ladies," she greeted them. "And... what seems to be the problem?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing," Coco replied, not wishing to cause a scene. "Indira asked me to find a drink for her."

"Did she now?" Marika mused. "Well, I think... as we are all going to be living together, it would probably a good idea if we all get used to looking after

ourselves

..." she told the girl. "Don't you agree?" she added pointedly, staring into Indira's worried eyes.

"Oh... well yes... I suppose," Indira confirmed, stammering her reply.

"But, in the meantime," Marika added, with an acerbic smile, "you will find a water dispenser over there."

She pointed to the machine that was clearly visible from anywhere in the room.

"Perhaps

you

could get all of

us

a cup while you're there?" she suggested.

"Oh. Oh yes. Yes, of course," the tall, slender girl replied.

"And we'll have no more ordering people around from now on," she added, firmly. "OK everyone?"

"Yes Miss," they all chorused.

Coco said nothing more, but they could all tell that she felt quite empowered by the Marika's support.

"If you have any more problems with these two," she told the small black girl openly, "you won't need to come and tell me," she smiled, "because I'll be keeping a close eye on everyone," she told them pointedly. "Out in the jungle, we have ways of dealing with bullies," she added, loud enough for them all to hear. Then she whispered aside to Coco, "We still have to allocate the chores," she grinned.

Having successfully dispatched Indira, Coco and Okinawa returned to their seats, only to be pursued by the two Asian girls who sandwiched them, with Nata taking a seat beside Oki, leaving Dina to sit next to Coco.

"

You're

not going to run away from me, are you?" Dina asked the small West Indian girl as she sat herself really close on the bench seat beside Coco.

"Did I last time?" Coco replied.

"Well... actually... yes you did," Dina smiled. "You left me to go and have some fun with our little sister," she replied, feigning a pitiful pout.

"Well... that's not going to happen this time, is it," Coco smiled.

"No? Really?" Dina asked, looking pleased. "Why not?"

"Because..." Coco whispered, leaning in to press her lips close to the buxom Asian girl's ear, "Parisha isn't here, is she," she giggled. "But... Maybe someone else will turn up?"

"Hmmm, Dina scowled, frowning at the little black girl in contempt. "Don't you worry little one," she told the girl. "Sometime on this trip I'm bound to catch you alone," she smiled, "then you had better watch out," she grinned, "because I will fuck your tiny brains out," she said, reaching low around Coco's waist and squeezing her bottom through her shorts.

"Ooohh," Coco smirked. "Promises, promises," she giggled as she just sat there and let the big girl grope her.

Most of the other girls were already sitting with those who had shared their interviews. Daniel had moved across to sit with Penelope - the lifelong object of his pent up desires.

Daniel was not a very confident lad. He was a skinny young man of twenty three - something of a beanpole in fact, taking more after his father, who was tall and wiry, and at five feet ten and less than nine stone, he didn't seem much of a catch for an enchanting young lady like Penelope. Now she was grown, she had blossomed, finding her preference leaning toward to someone more manly - more muscular. She looked around at the group of men, and it was clear to her that her uncle Jason would be a far more fitting suitor for her. Yes, she smiled, Jason would have no problem in winning her affections.

Penelope was one of those girls that everyone wanted. She had an air of classy elegance about her - obviously from a well-to-do background. At about five feet eight or nine inches, she was quite tall, slender (not at all skinny) and shapely. Her perfectly straight, shoulder length, honey blonde hair seemed to take on a peculiar aurora in the sunlight, and she had captivating, green doe eyes, a cute little button nose, a smallish mouth with delicate pale pink lips, and perfect white teeth.

But it was the shape of her face that was her most unique and endearing feature, being almost triangular, with high cheekbones and a slightly pointed chin, which gave her a very unusual yet strangely alluring appearance.

Today she was wearing a lemon coloured summer dress, cut quite low at the front, revealing a tantalising glimpse of pale bare flesh between her lovely

'A cup'

breasts, the view of which left it obvious that her firm figure required no artificial support - hence, there was none. This was plain to see, as the dark rings and tiny points of her small caramel nipples were just visible through the thin silky material.

The dress itself was buttoned down the front, right to the hem, which ended a little more than half way up her slender yet delightfully shapely thighs, and she wore lemon coloured patent leather court shoes with a matching clutch bag, which alone must have cost in the region of a hundred dollars or more.

Daniel had a fixation with Penny, right through his adolescence, but he hadn't always wanted her.

He remembered when she was born, and when his parents had dragged him to the christening just after her second birthday, and everyone else was

coo coo-ing

and

goo goo-ing

- he just thought, 'Oh. It's a baby. So what?'

He took no interest in her while she was growing up. When he was ten and she was five, he would be taken to visit his aunt and uncle, or they would bring her to his house, and she would always want him to sit with her and play with her.

Around that time, Daniel got the feeling that there might be something going on between his mam and uncle Bertram, because they were always looking at one another and smiling when they thought on-one else was watching.

By the age of seven or eight, Penelope adored him - nay, worshiped him, but to him she was still just a gawky little kid always being a nuisance, and always wanting him to read her stories or have pretend tea parties or play with her dolls. By that time, his parents had separated and his father had left. He was never told why - but he knew. It was because his mother had the habit of wanting to fuck every man she met - and often did.

One time, when Daniel was fourteen and Penelope was nine, he accidentally caught sight of her knickers, and she noticed his reaction. From then on, she would

accidentally

let it happen more often - just to get his attention. She didn't realise what she was doing, of course, but that didn't make it any easier for Daniel.

When she reached the age of ten, and she began to develop mentally, she was starting to learn about her own body, and the difference between boys and girls. At that time she would have been happy to let him do anything he wanted with her, but there wasn't anything that he wanted - least-ways, not from her.

His aunt and uncle would sometimes visit and when his mother took him to visit them, Penelope often had friends there too. Several of her friends would think it fun to climb all over him. One girl in particular - a deep tanned half-caste girl, who was slightly more developed and far less reserved than the others - she would be all over him, doing all sorts of naughty, adventurous things that demure young ladies are not supposed to do.

That,

he didn't seem to mind too much, and the girl would take the greatest delight in pressing herself up against him - to the obvious displeasure of Penny herself.

In response, Penelope would sit on the floor against a wall, with her knees raised in a very unladylike fashion, and she would giggle as he tried to avoid staring at her knickers.

When she was eleven, she began to develop more - physically, and if they were staying overnight, when her bedtime came, she would always want Daniel to read her story instead of her mother or father. They were only too happy for a break, of course, particularly as it allowed aunt Felicity to keep an eye on Bert and her sister. But when they were alone together, Daniel was always careful not to let things go too far and get

out of hand

- if you get my meaning.

Soon they began to play more together, until one day Penelope wanted to play doctors and nurses. They were in her bedroom, and she asked him to give her an examination. That was where he drew the line. From then on, he became very wary of letting their games become too intimate.

Even so, as the years passed, he began to notice more and more, how pretty she was becoming, and how lovely her beautiful long blonde hair looked, and how lovely her green eyes were. When she reached thirteen he began to dream about her. He often dreamed they were married and in bed together, and he would wake in the night to find a mess in his bed.

One time, when she was fourteen, they all came to stay. He got up for the loo in the night and ventured to peek into her room - just being curious. He was surprised to find her lying awake with her knees up. As soon as she saw the light from the open door, she straightened out and sat up, clutching the sheet up around her bare top.

He entered the room cautiously and asked if he could get in with her, but she was scared they might get caught so she wouldn't let him under the covers. She did, however, allow him to lie on top beside her. It was a warm night and he fell asleep, and when he awoke, she was on top of the bed beside him, with her arms around him. But as soon as he stirred, it woke her and she made him go back to his own room.

Ever since that night, he would have dreams about her. By now he was deeply in love with her, but they never got together properly. Also, he was becoming much taller, and very skinny. In due course, she began to lose interest in him, particularly when he would ask if any of her friends were coming over.

The years moved on and she no longer had eyes for him. While she had developed into a dream of a beauty, he had morphed into a lanky, awkward, misfit sort of lad, and she could hardly believe how she had once wanted him. He would spend many a lonely, sweaty night with nothing but a spare pillow, a box of tissues, and his vivid imagination for company.

Oh how he wished he had taken advantage when she was younger - when she wanted him. Perhaps she would have still loved him, the way he now loved her.

Oh how he regretted his reluctance to take her when he'd had the opportunity. But now it was going to be different. Now she was away from home and at last he would have his chance. As soon as he got her alone, with no uncle and aunt around to interfere and disturb them, he would find a way to take her.

His mother, Marika, had all but said as much. He had overheard her and Uncle Jason talking about them - about him and Penelope, and how as soon as they got her away from civilisation, she would be fair game. They must be planning to help him get together with her, he presumed, and when his chance came he intended to make the most of the moment.

Mother was sure to help him - he was certain of it. He wanted this girl so badly, but not just to use and abuse, like some others might. Daniel was in love with her. He knew he had missed the perfect opportunity when she was younger, and he was sorely regretting that. This time it would be different, but he knew he would have competition for her. Looking around at the other men - older, more mature men, he was going to have some very stiff competition - and even from some of the women.

But he knew that very soon she would be his. No more pillow to hug. No more tissues to wipe up the mess. Now she would be his.

Even now he was trying against all odds to engage the girl in conversation, but they were repeatedly being interrupted by the plump Icelandic teacher Annetta, who clearly had her own designs on the nubile, pert breasted blonde, sitting straight backed with her shoulders back and pushing her attractive bust forward, causing distraction for most of the men and several of the women too. Her parents had always taught her that posture was so important, and right now that advice was paying dividends.

Almost all eyes were on her - many lusting over her, even Nathan, who by now had moved away and was standing talking with Diva and Indira, the latter of whom (by the look on

her

face) clearly had eyes for him. Despite her being relatively tall, as they stood together Nathan towered over the skinny, flat chested Indira, and it was plain to see that you could probably fit two or maybe three of her into the space that

he

occupied. But without a doubt, Nathan was more interested in fitting just one of him inside her.

However, as soon as they spotted the new group arrive, Nathan turned his head toward Marika and stared, earning him an inviting smile from the statuesque Filipino - which didn't go unnoticed by Jason.

"Hi everyone," Jason greeted them, breaking the ice.

"Hello," Marika waved, resulting in a chorus of

Hello's

and waves of acknowledgement from the girls.

"No sign of Simon yet?" Jason observed. The others shook their heads. "And where's Flash?" he asked.

"Ray Walters?" Kevin queried. "Oh, he's here. Out on the tarmac right now. Overseeing the kit being loaded onto the plane," he told them.

"Marika, I'd like you to meet Kevin Fry," Jason introduced the short guy. Kevin stared up at Marika and smiled, almost leering as his eyes repeatedly glanced down, spending significantly longer studying her firm, shapely bust which was almost level with his face. She didn't really mind, in fact she found it quite amusing that he was so taken with her figure.