This is my first story. I would appreciate any sort of feedback. I hope the start isn't too clichΓ©. I have a thing for dominant Amazon tribal women.
Clement Smith 30 something mathematics professor at a mid-range university. He is quite shy and reserved so his first trip overseas is exciting but also nerve wracking. He kind of regrets his choice of location but it sounded good at the time (and it was on sale).
"So, are excited about your trip tomorrow Clem?" asked his co-worker Sally.
"Yes very excited but also a bit worried going to the jungle in the tropics" Clem said.
"Oh, don't worry I had a great time when I went on this tour last year. I wouldn't have had suggested it to you if I knew you couldn't handle it."
Clem shrugged.
The flight to Brazil was comfortable and Clem got all his luggage and started waiting for the ferry. It was a good 1 hour wait until he heard her moving in. He went on with his luggage with around 40 or so more other people. It was a good 4 hr trip to the island where the glamping campsite he had booked was located.
On the way he gazed out the window and admired the wonderful sea and dozed off.
3 hours into the trip suddenly the ferry shook violently. A flash tornado was coming quickly towards the ferry. He put on his life vest and held on to his luggage as it hit. When it hit something in the ferry knocked him out. When he woke up he was on an a beach.
He woke up, all his clothes had dried up but had a pounding headache. He looked in all directions and there was no one. The nature was marvelous though he thought. It was warm so he thought he would continue lying there under the sun hoping his aching head and bones would get better.
Everything seemed untouched and clean, Beautiful, but something seemed different, as if things were a little larger than normal. He looked at some seashells and they seemed normal. He then saw a leaf and that seemed a little bigger, but thought nothing of it. He dozed off a little.
He was awoken to some loud guttural but feminine voices. He looked up and there were 3 large scantily clad women looking down at him pointing their spears at him. Clem was frightened but the fear perversely turned into arousal as he continued looking up at these women.
He noticed their legs and thighs first, mainly due to his position. They were powerful legs and all rising high up. All of them had a strap of leather holding a knife and all had a kind of primitive leather skirt covering the the front and the back with the sides of their powerful and large thighs open, perhaps to allow freedom of movement.
This outfit of theirs really started to turn him on and forgot his headache. He started to get an erection, and when his eyes saw the large plumes of pubic hair under the "skirt" he gasped.
Meanwhile the women were speaking to each other in an unintelligible language and pointing at him and his new erection. One of them seemed to be getting a little angry. Clem looked down to avoid eye-contact and because he was embarrassed.
The angry one walked off. The two remaining warrior women knelt down and said something he couldn't understand. He looked up at them and tried to motion that he didn't understand. At this point he made out what the warriors wore on top. Both had a stripe of leather under their breasts and connected to some cloth coming from their neck -- i.e. both of the warriors huge brown nippled breasts were exposed.
The sight aroused Clem even more and could not get his eyes off the two sets of breasts. The were humongous, larger than anything he had seen before, larger than GG size. The two warriors noticed Clem staring at their breasts and slapped him; which didn't help his headace.