Dar Pyramid

Note: All parties engaged in sexual relations, in this story, are over 18.

I've been a member for some time. This is my first publication. Hopefully you like it!

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In the heart of a dusty, forgotten desert stood a pyramid that had seen the rise and fall of empires. Its stones, once gleaming with gold, were now a mottled gray, worn down by the relentless sands of time. Most days, it remained untouched, a silent sentinel to the secrets it held within.

But today, two figures approached, the siblings, Alex and Maya, driven by curiosity and a thirst for adventure that had been passed down through generations of their family. They had stumbled upon an ancient map hidden in their great-grandmother's attic, detailing a path to the pyramid's core where there was the promise of great treasure.

Alex and Maya had always been close. As twins, they had been not merely brother and sister but also best friends. Both had taken similar career paths and studied ancient civilizations so, when this opportunity presented itself, it was something neither could pass up.

While Alex was a solid 6'2" with sandy brown spikey hair and hazel eyes with a strong jaw and athletic build, Maya was 5'9" with a slightly lighter dirty blonde hair that cascaded - usually in a ponytail - down to her mid back; she was gifted a radiantly beautiful face with barely perceptible freckles on her cheeks and bright green eyes. Maya was curvy but athletically built with breasts that were a healthy 34C and hips of similar size. Her waist was a healthy 25" and - though Alex would never admit it aloud - she had the best legs he'd ever seen in a skirt and he had taken surreptitious peeks at the most perfect ass he'd ever seen at the tops of those legs.

At 16, the sibling prodigies had gone to the local university together so had stayed at home with their parents but, as they gently motivated each other in their scholastic pursuits, neither had distracted themselves with the more emotionally confusing entanglements of relationships. There had been others sniffing around both of them at various times but they were rarely social with their own age cohort and the elder people they consorted with at university often found it difficult to relate to the young twins who were emotionally close enough to be considered spiritually conjoined.

So it was no surprise that the two twins both found themselves as university graduates magna cum laude at age 19 - acceptance letters in hand for Masters Programs - with an itch to take a year off and explore the secrets of the legacy artifact passed from their great grandmother. In university, Alex had specialized in Ancient History and Languages while Maya had studied Psychology and Biochemistry. Both shared a love for adventure.

A few months of planning and a long trans-oceanic flight later, they found themselves here: an ancient pyramid completely buried. The only evidence that a pyramid did, in fact exist, was the artifact they possessed and secret cave entrance that led to the surface a short distance from its base. The entrance itself was mostly obscured but, with some effort, the two of them were able to clear the sand and then move the large rocks that protected the entrance with the Land Rover's winch.

So it was that two sets of eyes sparkled with excitement as they stepped into the darkened entrance, their flashlights cutting through the shadows like twin swords. The air had the scent of ancient dust, and the walls whispered secrets in a language long lost. As they ventured deeper, their footsteps echoed through the corridors, the only sound to disturb the eternal silence. It was nearly too much to hope for but both whispered that it appeared the pyramid was unspoiled. Thought they were alone, they kept their voices low in hushed tones, locked in a reverie for the huge apparent discovery. There was an odd fragrance in the air - a sweetness neither could identify - and Alex caught himself stealing surreptitious glances at his sister; she was obviously feeling something odd, as well: her shapely breasts were pert and her nipples appeared to be trying to poke their way through the fabric of her perspiration moistened t-shirt. She had also been catching side-long covert glimpses of her brother secretly noting that his athletic build was clearly visible through his sweat-dampened t-shirt. Each struggled, internally, as neither had ever consciously considered the other's sexuality interesting.

It was in the context of their internal wrestling, with disturbing thoughts, that both completely missed seeing a pressure plate in the floor so, when the floor dropped out from beneath them, neither had any chance to react and gain purchase on anything that would keep them from falling into the gap that opened, below.

As luck would have it, the fall was not a straight drop but a well-polished and oddly slick slide. As they made a reasonably quick but controlled and meandering descent, the slide appeared to collapse behind them so, when they finally ended the fall in a pool of water and looked up upon surfacing, their failing flashlights illuminated only the upright supports for the former slide in the current chamber.

Although they were clearly deep underground and not struggling against the pervasive heat of the desert, it was still warm enough that their wet clothes were not unreasonably comfortable although their respective tops were relatively translucent with might have been more embarrassing if their flashlights hadn't finally failed in their struggle to remain alight.

It was with some surprise that they found themselves in a chamber dimly lit by five glowing stones - one on each of the four walls of the square stone-walled chamber and one on a pedestal in the center of the pool that filled most of the room. The walls were adorned with cryptic symbols, like hieroglyphs, and a single stone door that was raised on a platform against one wall with a strange circular pattern on the floor that they surmised was likely a form of peculiar lock for the door. It was unlike anything they had ever seen before, a puzzle that seemed to demand more than mere intellect to solve.

Alex examined the wall writings and the lock closely, his brow furrowed in concentration. It was an intricate mechanism, with interlocking pieces that shimmered in the dim light. "It's like nothing I've ever seen," he murmured to Maya.

Maya, more observant than her brother, noticed something peculiar about the carvings surrounding the lock. "Look at these symbols," she said, tracing her finger over the ancient hieroglyphs. "They seem to... move." The siblings watched in amazement as the carvings shifted, the images becoming more vivid and lifelike.

Alex's heart raced as he realized the truth. "The key to this lock isn't physical. It's us," he said, his voice low with awe. "Our bond, our unity."

Maya's eyes widened. "But what does that mean?"

Alex took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "It means we have to work together in a way we never have before," he said, his voice trembling slightly. He reached out and took Maya's hand. "We need to become one to unlock this door."

Maya searched his eyes, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. She had always felt a strong bond with her brother, but this was uncharted territory. "How do we do that?" she whispered.

Alex nodded, swallowing hard. "The map mentioned something about 'the union of two pure souls.'" He paused, looking around the chamber, trying to piece together the puzzle. "Maybe we need to... I don't know, combine our energy or something?"

Maya's cheeks flushed as the implication of the map's words became clear. "You mean... we have to...?" she trailed off, unable to voice the taboo thought.

Alex nodded gravely. "It appears to be the only way," he said, his voice steady despite the tumult of emotions swirling within him. "The locks are designed to respond to a specific kind of bond."

Maya took a step back, her eyes wide. "But that's... that's not possible," she protested, her voice shaking. "We're siblings."

Alex squeezed her hand gently. "I know it's weird, Maya, but we don't have a choice," he said, his voice filled with a determination she hadn't heard before. "We came here to find the treasure and now we're apparently trapped with our packs still resting at the entrance. If this is what we have to do...."

"Alex," she whispered, "you know I've never done anything like... that." She hoped he couldn't see her blush. What was that sweet scent in the air?

"I know," he paused, "me neither.... I never made the time. I've seen... er... videos." He trailed off. He couldn't pinpoint what that fragrance was; it wasn't her perfume.

Maya closed her eyes, her mind racing with the implications of what her brother was suggesting. The chamber grew hotter, the air thick with the weight of their decision. She took a deep breath, then nodded slowly. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Let's do this."

They stepped onto the platform, closer to the lock, their hearts beating in unison. They leaned into each other, their foreheads touching as they focused on the connection that had always been present between them. The carvings around the lock began to glow a soft, pulsing blue, the ancient mechanism seeming to come alive in response to their touch.

Alex felt a strange energy coursing through him, a warmth that grew stronger as he held Maya's hand. He knew what they had to do, and though it went against every moral fiber in his being, he knew it was the only way. He leaned in and kissed her, the touch of their lips sending a jolt of electricity through their bodies.

The lock responded instantly. The interlocking pieces began to shift, the glow around them becoming more intense. Maya gasped against his mouth, her hand tightening around his. The air in the chamber grew warmer, charged with an ancient power that seemed to hum in their very bones. The scent they both detected because more noticeable.

Alex broke the kiss, his eyes searching Maya's for any sign of regret. Instead, he saw a flicker of excitement, the same thrill of the unknown that had driven them into this pyramid. They were in this together, and he knew she was as determined as he was to see it through.

Without another word, they stepped closer, their bodies pressing against each other. The lock grew warmer under their kneeling legs, the energy pulsing through the ancient mechanism. They could feel it in their skin, a tingling that grew more intense with every beat of their hearts.

Maya reached up and untied the scarf around her neck, letting it fall to the stone floor. Alex did the same with his shirt, the fabric sticking to his sweaty skin. The air in the chamber grew thick with anticipation, the walls seemingly closing in around them.

Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring the familiar contours in a way that was both foreign and exhilarating. They had always been close, but this was a new kind of intimacy, one born of desperation and necessity. The lock pulsed with each touch, the blue light growing brighter, and the heat from the stone almost unbearable.

Alex felt the first lock give way, a click echoing through the chamber. The energy surged through them, and they gasped in unison, their breaths mingling. Encouraged, they deepened their connection, their kisses becoming more passionate, and their bodies in a dance as old as time itself.

The second lock quivered, the light around it growing stronger. Alex could feel the power of the pyramid responding to them, the ancient stones seeming to come alive under their touch. He slid his hand down to the small of Maya's back, pulling her closer, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips.

Maya's hands explored Alex's bare chest, the smoothness of his skin contrasting with the roughness of his hands. They were both trembling now, not from fear, but from the intensity of the moment, the gravity of what they were about to do. The lock beneath their joined palms grew hotter, the blue glow pulsing faster.

They broke apart for a moment, panting, staring into each other's eyes. Alex could see the question in Maya's gaze, the unspoken doubt. He knew she was scared, but also curious, driven by the same thirst for discovery that had led them here. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm. "We can do this."

The third lock was the most stubborn, refusing to yield to their growing passion. Maya's eyes searched Alex's, her breaths shallow and quick. They both knew the stakes had risen. If they didn't succeed, they would be trapped here forever. But the fear only served to intensify their desperation, their need to escape.

Alex stood, reached down and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Maya watched, her eyes wide, as he took her hand and guided it to his most intimate part. The contact was electric, sending a shockwave through both of them. The lock quivered again, the light now a blazing blue.

Maya's breath hitched as she felt the power surge through her, the energy of the pyramid becoming a living thing, wrapping around them like a lover's embrace. She knew what she had to do, and though the thought made her stomach churn, she knew there was no turning back. She undid her own pants and let them pool around her ankles before kicking them away.

They stepped closer, their bare skin touching for the first time in a way that was far from innocent. Alex's hand cupped Maya's face, tilting it up towards his, and their lips met again. The kiss was fiercer this time, filled with a hunger that neither could explain nor resist. The lock pulsed with every touch, with every beat of their hearts, urging them on.

Maya felt Alex's hands on her hips, guiding her closer. She wrapped her arms around him, her body instinctively responding to the ancient call. They gently lowered themselves onto the ancient symbol on the ground. The third lock grew hot, the blue light blindingly bright. Alex paused, his eyes searching hers one last time. Maya nodded, her own hand reaching down to position his hard cock between her legs.

The lock clicked open when their sexes touched, the blue light surging up and outwards, enveloping them in a cocoon of power. The chamber rumbled around them, dust falling from the ceiling as the energy grew more intense. Alex rolled Maya onto her back and positioned his hard cock at the entrance to her wet pussy. Her legs tightening around his waist.

Slowly and deliberately his hardness opened her pussy and pushed into her. Her legs kept pulling him closer and, after a little resistance, he pushed through her hymen. Her breath caught only slightly before she continued to pull him as he pushed his cock deeper into her. Once he bottomed-out, he pulled back. He looked down, almost involuntarily and saw the slightly red tint of her virginal blood on his cock before refocusing and pushing back into her. They moved together in a rhythm that was at once unfamiliar and as old as the very stones around them.

The fourth lock was the final barrier to their escape, and with every thrust, every touch, it grew closer to giving way. The air grew hotter, the light from the lock burning their skin. Alex could feel the ancient mechanism straining, the very fabric of the pyramid seeming to pulse with the beat of their hearts.

Maya's nails dug into his back, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to focus on the task at hand. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, a mix of fear and arousal that had her entire body trembling. The lock grew hotter, the light brighter, the energy building to a crescendo.

"There is still one lock left, Maya," he panted. "I think I know what it wants..." Maya's eyes went wide.

"I'm not on birth control, Alex, and this is not a safe time." It should have been a panicked plea but she found herself only relaying facts. She was still raising her hips to meet his thrusts into her. She could feel a climax rising, like an orchestral crescendo, from deep within the core of her soul. If Alex didn't have the strength to stop, she couldn't; the urges within her were well beyond the red line.

Alex felt it too, the pressure of the impending climax matched only by the pressure to break the final lock. He thrust into her with a fervor that surprised even him, the need to escape this tomb of passion driving him beyond his limits. The lock quivered, the blue light flickering like a star about to supernova.

The siblings' breaths melded into one, their hearts pounding in a wild symphony that resonated through the chamber. They were no longer two individuals, but a singular force of nature, bound by the ancient rites of this forbidden place. The fourth lock groaned, the ancient gears grinding together as if protesting the very act that would set them free.

The blue light grew so intense it was almost blinding, casting an otherworldly glow over their entwined bodies. Their skin glistened with sweat, their movements becoming more frantic as they neared the precipice of the lock's release. The air was charged with an energy that seemed to crackle around them, the very essence of the pyramid's power feeding into their union.

With the first eruption of his cock inside her, Alex felt the lock give way, the ancient mechanism finally succumbing to the intensity of their shared passion. He should have pulled out then but his willpower crumbled under the assault of his senses and her encircling legs.

The chamber shuddered, the walls seeming to sigh in relief as the last barrier to the core was broken. The blue light surged upwards, wrapping around them like a living thing, lifting them off the ground. They were one with the pyramid now, a conduit for its long-dormant power.

Maya's eyes flew open, the blue light reflecting in her pupils. She gasped, her body tightening around Alex as the both his cum and the lock's energy surged through her, a mix of pain and pleasure that was almost unbearable. The light grew so intense that it seemed to fill the very air around them, a tornado of power that spun faster and faster. The light exploded outward, a wave of pure energy that washed over them like a tidal wave. The stone door behind them slammed open with a deafening boom, revealing a chamber beyond that was bathed in a soft, pulsing glow.

They couldn't wait to recover; there was no guarantee that the door would stay open and for how long. Their wet clothes were left behind and, as if responding to their thoughts, the door closed with the same slam.

They stumbled into the chamber, their bodies sated but still strangely aroused and their hearts racing. The air was cooler here, a stark contrast to the oppressive heat of the previous room. The floor was covered in a layer of fine sand that shifted and danced under their feet, the walls lined with gold and precious jewels. The treasure they had sought was laid out before them, a king's ransom in gleaming artifacts and riches.

The siblings stared at each other, the gravity of what they had just done sinking in. They had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, but the allure of the treasure was too great to ignore. They slowly broke apart, their eyes lingering on each other's bodies, the newfound intimacy between them palpable.

Maya felt a strange mix of emotions: guilt, excitement, and a primal sense of power. She looked at her brother with a newfound respect and fear. "What have we done?" she whispered, her voice hoarse.

Alex swallowed, his chest heaving. "We did what we had to," he said, his voice firm. "We're adventurers. We're not supposed to play by the rules." He stepped away from her, the sand whispering under his feet.