Rumble in the Jungle: The beginning of Amy Lake's Quest
This is set in the same universe, though with different characters, as one of my other stories, 'The Apprentice', so if you like this check that one out.
Chapter One - Crash!
Barent Moore looked around the cabin of the small aircraft as it continued to fly high above the Amazon basin. His fellow students looked about as excited as he was, some were quietly chatting but most sat back impatiently waiting for the plane to land and the project to begin. Barent and his fellow students were the very best from the Archaeology degree course at Cambridge University that had been selected to join this project excavating an Inca temple that had just been discovered. It was a chance of a lifetime and Barent just couldn't wait to get on with it.
The only drawback was the excessive heat of the jungle, something Barent really didn't enjoy and even dressed in shorts and a light t-shirt he was feeling incredibly hot. Still he thought his lean and trim body wasn't suffering as much as 'chubby' Saunders was, who was bright red and constantly sweating.
The door to the cockpit opened and the two project leaders came through. Both were lecturers at the university and experts in their field, both were also gorgeous and Barent had a terrible crush on both of them. The project leader and most classically beautiful of the two was Dr. Amy Lake, an American who had studied in England, she was already world renowned at only 26. An excellent and somewhat unorthodox Archaeologist she had made several important discoveries in the amazon including the temple they were heading towards. Barent, as he always did, let his eyes sweep down her body. From her long blonde hair held in a ponytail, taking in her perfect Californian features down to her curvy body which was today dressed in tiny denim cut offs and a tight white crop top.
Barent then let his view switch to his other teacher, Dr Jennifer Close, she was English and a historian, an expert in the Incas. At 24 she had just gained her PhD and was more used to the university libraries than field work but she had been convinced to join the project by Amy. She was not quite the supermodel as Amy but just as attractive in a slightly bookish way. She had long, straight, dark black hair which flowed around her pale but pretty face. Her body was as rounded and full as her friend's, though she was more conservatively dressed wearing a lightweight white blouse tied up to expose her flat stomach and plain but tight black jeans. Dr. Close also had, in Barent's view the nicest pair of tits of any woman ever. Their were large but not too large, rounded, firm and very pert. He had spent weeks in Dr. Close's history lectures just staring at her chest wondering what they would look like naked.
With their teachers entrance all the students, the men with extra interest, turned to face them hoping that they were about to arrive.
"Okay guys were nearly there only a few more minutes." Amy said to her students.
As she did, Barent was transfixed by the masses of slightly sweaty cleavage that she was showing off, her mammoth tits gently raising and failing as she breathed. God it was going to be so good spending six weeks with them he thought.
Suddenly a huge bang failed the cabin. People began shouting and screaming. But within moments the cabin was filled with a thick black smoke. Barent tried to get to the cockpit, maybe he could help but the smoke was too much and he collapsed half way down the cabin, the screams of his fellow students filling his ears.
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An unknowable amount of time later Barent opened his eyes. At first he thought he was dead, in heaven and being cared for by angels. Then he realised the two beautiful babes that were looking over him weren't angels but his teachers. He then began to take in his surroundings, they were obviously in the jungle somewhere, he was laying back against the soft mossy ground. He couldn't see the plane or any of the other students anywhere. Amy and Jennifer both looked hot and sweaty with smudges of black soot dirtying their clothes.
"Hey Barent, how do you feel?" Amy asked.
"OK I guess, my heads a little sore but not too bad. I guess we got off lightly?"
"I'm afraid not. The plane landed more or less intact but nearly everyone was unconscious. We managed to drag you out but then the plane exploded." Jennifer told him.
"What about the others?" He asked as he sat up.
"No one else made it I'm afraid." Jen answered, obviously trying to stop herself crying, "and now we're lost god knows where in the amazon jungle."
"Look it's going to be OK. I've been here hundreds of times, we'll get out of here, no problem." Amy said, laying a hand on her friends shoulder trying to comfort her.
"Have we got any food or water?" Barent said as he slowly and somewhat painfully rose to his feet.
"No nothing...nothing at all" Jennifer sobbed as tears began to pour down her cheeks.
Amy hugged her friend gently whispering that it would be ok. Barent meanwhile nearly stopped breathing as the two luscious women continued to hug, pressing their firm and full bodies together. So, he thought, he might die in the jungle but at least it would be a pleasant last few days.
Disappointingly the two academics stopped holding one another, Jennifer gently drying the tears from her eyes. Amy began gathering her rucksack with the few survival items they'd managed to salvage.
"So where are we going?" Barent asked closely watching Amy's pert arse as she bent down to pack her rucksack.