As such, however, it is my intent to write the most extreme statement of pornography as my cowardly Id permits. Under no circumstances should anyone under 18, or 21 if that is what your local government demands, or any other non-Adult read this. Regardless of my titillating descriptions of physique or characterizations, none of the characters within (including the Aliens) are, or were intended, to be under eighteen years of age.
Finally, cuddle up by the Sacrificial Altar with your favorite topless Archeologist or Mayan Lesbian High Priestess and enjoy my digital literary wet dream.
Please, please, please feel free to comment on it!
Lara, as was her habit when on expedition and despite the drugs and not entirely welcomed sexual advances of Absinth last night, woke early. Carefully but quickly she dressed in just shorts and t-shirt, having slept, like the still sleeping Absinth, totally and lusciously naked. After recovering her untampered with pistols, she checked the High Priestess.
She was still in a drug induced deep sleep, the dart still projecting from her wide, meaty hips. Carefully pulling the dart out, she hesitated as Absinth stirred momentarily, then settled back down to sleep. Assured that the High Priestess would not wake, Lara slipped out the seldom used back way of the priestess’ home. Her hostess still sound asleep, Lara began climbing the almost completely overgrown, rock strewn trail towards the summit.
The hike wasn’t overtly strenuous, once the path wound out of site of Absinth’s hut, but it maintained a somewhat steep angle. It seemed to Lara, though, familiar as she was with many decayed ancient paths, roads, and highways, that this path, even though it had been essentially unused for what might have been thousands of years, was much easier to climb than it otherwise could be due to the laying of what looked like a random pattern of rock-steps strategically placed to make the climb as easy as possible even with overgrowth.
The mountain peak overhead rose at least 150 feet above Absinth’s home, with distinct tumble home, forming a narrow but distinctly pyramid-like shape. One strewn with rocks in a helical pattern around and up its side, all the stones square to rectangular in shape and none smaller than about a foot and a half, in order to make good footholds.
As if inviting someone to climb it!
As she climbed Lara couldn’t get out of her mind that the rocks she used for footholds just did not seem-natural. She had climbed a hundred sites, from the Great Pyramid to the Great Wall and the Step Pyramids of Mexico, but she had never felt rock like this. It was like the most solid granite, but covered with a thin layer of warm and soft foam!
Then she found an entrance.
It was a little way past halfway up the mountainside, recessed into the jungle covered stone wall. It looked like a door, one double the width of a typical home door. It was set far enough into the mountainside to be invisible to anyone not right on top of it. Like Carver before Tut’s unopened tomb, Lara stood a long moment, catching her breath, her impressive jugs heaving momentarily in their barely adequate sleeveless black t-shirt container.
From the dirt filled cracks around the door’s edges, the wildly growing vines lining the door’s sills, and the carpet of thick dust before the door, Lara realized that this door had not been visited in a long time.
Thousands of years…
The Priestesses of Feminine Holiness had indeed done an admirable job of keeping anyone from coming up here, Lara silently told herself as she stepped into the recessed vestibule and up to the door.
Studying it carefully with a well trained eye, she saw that the door, while trying to look like it was a giant slab of stone, was actually similar in construction and material to the foam covered rocks she had climbed upon to get there. While a lighter gray color, when she touched it, the thin, but giving foam-like material was still there.
This was not ancient construction! This material was man-made of modern, very modern, design, and certainly not of some ancient Mayan industry!
The sun was just rising over the jungle, its first beams illuminating the interior of the recessed doorway, as she made to touch the door. She felt as well as saw the foam give under her fingers.
She suddenly jumped back, raising a cloud of dust, when the ‘slab’ of stone quickly, silently, and smoothly rose in a blur of instant motion, disappearing completely into the ceiling! She stood still for a moment, hands dropping to her trusty 45’s on her hip, only her eyes moving to the right and left, up and down, looking initially for any sign of threat. When nothing leaped out at her, or thrust a sword in her direction, or even emitted a sound, she mentally and visibly relaxed and took the liberty to look with a more scientific gaze into the just revealed interior.
Sunlight was now streaming in, illuminating a hallway, some thirty feet long and with the other dimensions matching that of the door that had just disappeared into the ceiling. The walls looked to be of the same material as the door, certainly matching its color. She could make out no other features, for the walls appeared smooth with nothing protruding through them or attached upon them.
After a couple of minutes of careful observation, Lara dropped her hands to the security blanket of her pistols, then took a step across the threshold.
Nothing happened.
She entered completely and nothing, again, happened. Two more strides and the door didn’t slam down, trapping her, no panels in the floor dropped open into spike filled pits, no giant vampire bats descended from the ceiling to feast upon her fluids. There seemed nothing but a hallway of smooth, stone-like material.
Slowly she began to walk further into the hallway, her strides becoming quicker and more assured the farther into the shaft she went. She still could not see anything but floor, walls and blank ceiling. Then she came to the end.
It appeared to be another door, only this one distinctly more metallic in nature. Actually more like a plastic with metallic properties, for it wasn’t cold to the touch but it was curved, slightly but perfectly curved, and hard, very hard. No foam here.
For a brief second Lara, having abandoned any ideas that this could have been a Mayan temple or any MesoAmerican structure, thought that it looked like a piece of a hull. The hull of a large, streamlined vessel.
A spaceship?
Nonsense she scolded herself while looking all around the door for some mechanism-a doorknob, for instance. Again, though, she could see not the least scratch, dent, or blemish upon any surface surrounding her. Finally, in frustration she tried what had worked on the first door.
She touched it.
Nothing happened. The door didn’t slide up, or down, or right nor left. Nothing.
Well, not quite, she told herself, looking to her right. The sunlight had not penetrated this far in and it was quite dark at this end of the tunnel. Dark enough for Lara to see a dim, yet vivid, blue-green light begin to glow to her right. She was certain it hadn’t been there before she touched the door.
Stepping up to it she noticed that there was no attachment or structure set in the wall glowing. It appeared the light was glowing right through the wall! As she watched it, the light began to pulse, dim slightly then brighten, over and over in an unhurried, non threatening pattern.
As if asking her to touch it!
Then she thought she saw the light, composed initially of vaguely Mayan-like ideographs, physically move through the wall to transmogrify into something much more familiar to Lara.
A penis!
At first Lara didn’t want to accept it, but there was no other thing it could represent. An anatomically perfect, furiously erect prick with a brace of swollen balls beneath it!
Lara remembered that the Maya had some religious forms that could be defined as a form of penis cult, as indicated by the fact that much of their surviving pottery had handles comprised of veritable pornography depicting big nosed women giving jaw dislocating, cock engulfing head.
But then she realized that this was looking more and more not Mayan, but modern!
Or…modern-like, considering it came from a technology that existed some two thousands years ago!
No civilization back then could duplicate this glowing phallic image. Hell, she began to doubt if her civilization could make something this translucent!
But the glowing plate was glowing for a reason, Lara finally decided. Must be…the doorbell? She dropped her right hand to her pistol and pressed her left hand upon the glowing prick.
Majestically, quite slowly, the ‘door’ slid to the left until an opening was formed wide and tall enough for Lara to enter. JUST wide and tall enough for Lara to enter.
Lara told herself that something must be able to ‘see’ her in order to form an opening just big enough for her!
“Well,” she said aloud, “they must know I’m here by now. No sense in stalling any further!” Without further hesitation, Lara stepped inside.
The door didn’t close, but then again no lights illuminated, either, keeping the interior in pitch blackness.
Except, Lara noticed within a minute after stepping in, for the blue green light set in the interior wall just to her right! Stepping up to it, Lara saw it, too, transform from Mayan symbols into the male symbol! Not seeing or hearing anything else in the otherwise pitch black room, again dropping her hand to her trusty pistol security blanket, she touched this glowing symbol.
Subdued lights slowly illuminated down the wall from her, enough light to see the wall immediately before her. The wall curved around, forming a circular room that Lara guessed, from the angle of the wall, had to be over a hundred feet across! She could see Mayan-like symbols lit up before her, attracting her to walk further around the wall, further into the otherwise pitch black room.
However, when Lara touched the first panel in the wall something else happened that she had not noticed. About one hundred and some feet away, opposite to the door that Lara had entered through, another, smaller door slid silently open.
It revealed a small, coffin-like recess just large enough to hold the woman standing inside. She was beautiful. Incredibly beautiful. To any culture, any person, any other woman, actually, she was devastatingly, overwhelmingly attractive and desirable.
Actually she looked rather young, in an ageless way. Long, straight black hair hung halfway down her back. Nearly Polynesian dark, slick and smooth tanned skin. Small nose, high cheekbones, sensuously full lips, her hands rested, crossed, upon a lush chest composed of twin peaks of woman flesh, well over a handful, topped by vividly pink, conical puffy nipples. Her hips were womanly and wide, her belly deep navelled and youthfully flat, her waist narrow and firm. She was only slightly taller than Lara, and wore a white wrap around robe that barely went half way down her thighs.
No sooner had the door slid aside than her eyes popped opened to glare into the pitch black of the room. They glowed in a red hue and began to look about the darkness as if searching for something…
Only to almost immediately fix upon Lara’s form, visible to human eyes as merely a dim outline in the blue-green light. She fixed her eyesight, quite hungrily, upon Lara’s impressive physique, taking in every womanly curve and bulge. Her leer broadened into an almost hideous, vampire-like glower, and her hands dropped to her sides as, again silently, she stepped out of her coffin.
And made directly for the unsuspecting Archeologist.
Lara was studying some of the glowing inscriptions, trying to pick out the Mayan characters, when she noticed the room beginning to brighten. Soon it became bright enough to see the room’s dimensions.
It had to be close to two hundred feet across! Yet, except for the glowing inscriptions before her, the walls, as she looked around, seemed featureless…
Then she saw the woman. The woman in white, silently but with incredible speed walking to her-advancing on her!
With the lighting speed of long practice and regular experience Lara drew her 45’s. But the woman seemed to be flying towards her across the soft ‘stone’ floor and, in the split second it took Lara to draw out of her holsters, the woman closed the distance between them. The woman’s hands dropped atop Lara’s gun gripping hands before she could raise her guns halfway up to horizontal!
Their eyes locked, Lara’s showing anger, the woman’s showing-hunger. The first thing Lara thought, once she realized that the woman was gently but quite effectively holding her gun hands harmlessly pointing down at the floor, was how hot her touch was!
And pleasant!
“W-who are you?” Lara gasped out, arms knotted, furiously trying to raise her hands.
There was no response from the ‘woman’ for a good minute of silent struggle.
Then, as she was considering a kick to the midsection to break the stalemate, incredibly loud, sensuous, and consummately feminine words exploded in her skull, “You are a strong one! Not like those weak ones so long ago! You will provide many feedings!”
Stunned from the ringing words materializing in her skull, Lara stopped struggling for a count. Then her jaw dropped, her knees buckled, and a ragged, uncontrolled gasp flew out her throat as the most intense sexual pleasure of her life flew up her arms and flooded her body. Within seconds, without choice or ability to resist, with her eyes locked even more furiously on the woman’s leering gaze, Lara’s gasp turned into a wild, howling, wide open mouth ‘AAAAAH!’ as her knees locked and she flipped up onto her toes.
Her guns fell uselessly to the floor.
The most intense orgasm she could remember had suddenly claimed her.
The woman closed her eyes and smiled in satisfaction.
Lara desperately fought the blissful sensation, but could only jerkily shake her head back and forth a couple times while her jaws slammed shut with teeth cracking force. It was like being electrocuted! Every muscle was locked-cramped from the inhuman orgasm ripping through her!
And it felt so…good!
She had no idea how long she stood there on tip toes, eyes locked on the mystery woman’s, teeth clamped shut so only a high pitch whine could be emitted in rhythm with the intense orgasmic flashes seizing her. Jerking like a rag doll, drool running down her clenched chin, nostrils flared, she could only orgasm.
Only when the inhuman bliss started to subside, allowing her to again take up rational thought, somewhat rationally again, did she ruefully realized that her guns were now uselessly on the floor. As she calmed from the awful bliss of that moment, her hands, released by the beautiful young woman, dropped limply to her side. Lara’s glazed eyes remained locked upon the woman’s sensuous, contented face, while all she could do for the moment was pant…wildly.
For that long moment Lara just stood there, trying to collect her thoughts, gain control of her shuddering post-orgasmic body, calm her frantic panting. What had happened?! She had never experienced such overwhelming-forced-sexual pleasure like that! She couldn’t seem to resist its start nor stop it once it got going!
Would she be able to resist it if it happened again?!
This was a dangerous young woman, Lara abruptly realized, looking carefully at her contented face. Lara swore the woman began looking even younger! Right before her eyes!
She looked more like a teenagers, Lara gasped silently!
Deep in the back of her mind, that little part of her whose job was to not let her ego let her do really stupid stunts, began screaming, “Get your guns! Get out of here! NOW!”
Then the woman opened her eyes, a contented smile still on her lips. Fixing her gaze on the still panting, quivering, sweating Lara Croft, the smile soon changed to one of, again, hunger.
“Get out of here!” she screamed at herself.
“W…w…w…w…who…are…gasp!…y…you? What d…d…d…did you d…d… d…do to m…m…m…me?” Lara, shuddering, finally gasped out.
The woman reached out to gently cup and squeeze Lara’s heaving left tit. The unheard words again exploded in Lara’s head, her jaw dropping again with the mind numbing intensity of it, “So strong! So delicious! It has been so long since I have had the opportunity to sample something other than the weak, dark skinned, big nosed women around here! And so strong! I will have many feedings from this one!” She flicked a finger across Lara’s pebble hard, maximally erected nipple, making the woman gasp and shudder. If anything, the woman’s smile broadened further, “And easy, too!”
Lara’s anger flared with the arrogant words, her old self returning in an instant. Frowning furiously, the Archeologist barked, or tried to through a suddenly dry throat, “N…No way! I don’t know who you are, or what you did to me or anyone else, but you’re not going to…”
“We’ll just see about that!” the words exploded in Lara’s head, stunning her into sudden silence, eyes wide and white for a moment. During that terrifying moment of helplessness the woman dropped her hands to Lara’s shorts.
Lara could only watch, wide eyed and angry but stunned from the psychic blow, as the woman popped open the button at her waist and, yanking open her hiking shorts, quickly spread her zipper to reveal her hairless, jutting sex mound unencumbered, as usual, by panties.
“Don’t you dare!” Lara screamed, as loudly as she could, but she still was unable to move. The woman had moved so fast!
Then Lara felt the hot, pointed, smooth fingers touch her flat belly below her indented navel, and begin stroking downward. “NO!” she barked, gritting her teeth, almost instinctively preparing herself what what she was imagining was coming.
The woman just sent her hand lower. Now it was stroking directly upon Lara’s blatantly jutting sex mound!
Never had a simple touch, even on such a personal place, generated such mind numbing pleasure! It advanced through her, relentlessly, remorselessly, slowly crushing her feeble attempts at resisting or denying it!
Lara grimaced dramatically, and when she opened her eyes they were caught and again locked onto the woman’s. Her fists remained clenched at her sides, while her thighs quickly began to quiver. “S…s…s…stop…it! I…don’t… gasp!… want…this…” She tried to scream through her lock jawed grimace, realizing that she was beginning to jerk her pelvis into the stroking of no more than three fingers of the Woman’s one hand upon her mound. Never had she felt such…heat, passion, submissive feminine bliss from just being touched! Like a schoolgirl overwhelmed by the touch of her first love, every stroke seemed to arouse her further, without let up. It felt like no matter how much she had cum, this woman-child could make the next blissful episode the most torrid, sexually possessing episode of her life!
“You want release?” the words teased within her with explosive force. Clearly the woman was planting those words in Lara’s sex possessed mind. “Do you want me to make you cum? To cum for me?”
Suddenly, her mind beginning to meltdown with delicious pleasure, Lara realized what was happening. This…thing…fed on energy…energy released from orgasm…her orgasmic energy! She must be sucking it up like a sponge! All she had to do was make her cum and…
“You will cum for me! You will feed me! Won’t you?!” Lara could hear the smirk of triumph in those words. She was unable to see, hear, smell, anything but feel, FEEL!, those divine, horrible fingers.
Now Lara’s hips were rhythmically thrusting up into the woman’s mound fondling hand, instinctively trying to get contact with her clit. “S…s…s…stop! I…d…d…d… don’t…w…w…w…want this! Please! Oh, by the gods! I’m dying! P…p…p…p…please! PLEASE! Stop this!” Her legs were cramping from the pre-orgasmic exertion.
“You will want this! I will make you want this! You will love feeding me! Here!” And the woman sent her middle finger over Lara’s throbbing mound and between her soaked, elongated, floppy puss lips.
And right over her fully erect and unhooded clit!
Lara’s howl echoed through the chamber. Raising her clenched fists up over her head, arms shaking, thighs quivering, buttocks flexing, lungs emptying, Lara Croft helplessly came, over and over, as the omnipotent finger relentlessly stroked and flicked her jutting, throbbing sex button. Relentlessly she was driven to yet another earth shattering, soul shaking, horror instilling cum!
As she peaked, howling her lungs raw, all Lara could think was: Wonderful!
Buttocks quivering, raised on tip toes, she mindlessly humped the hand buried in her pants. Now she had a genuine smile on her face, presented to the woman whose eyes were closed in pleasure…or feeding.
How long the woman kept her in orgasm, on tip toes, mouth wide open in utter shock, eyes rolled up, pussy juice soaking her pants, she had no idea. But, with a rueful overheard conversation with herself, Lara heard the woman remind herself not to drain this one. She would be useful in the outside world. Take just enough to restore her health. Drain someone else as the opportunity arose.
When the monster finally pulled her finger off Lara’s throbbing clit, her orgasm broke quickly and she collapsed to her knees in utter exhaustion. Panting wildly, sweat pouring down her nose, forehead, between her heaving jugs, Lara didn’t have enough strength to even stand up.
For further long minutes the monster stood over her, eyes closed and smiling, processing her last…meal. Lara couldn’t move. She knelt on her flanks, gasping and shuddering violently, sweat dripping and trickling to the floor.
She was so tired, physically exhausted! Much more tired than she ever remembered being after the best sex she could remember! Then her weakened mind finally kicked into analytical mode. Of course! If that beast is sucking energy from her whenever she cums, it must have a much greater impact on her physical strength than mere sex.
This ‘woman’ was very dangerous!
Then Lara felt a renewed wave of unwelcome lust flood her when the woman’s foot touched her knee. Unconstrained, torrid, breath-stealing lust gripped her. All she could think of now was ‘on your back, legs over your head, big dick, way up inside your belly, submissive cock taking…cock fucking!’
She was in serious trouble!
From a sudden, silent, irresistible command originating somewhere in her boiling mind, she looked up, fear crossing her sweat dripping face. She tried desperately to rise, to even move upward, but could only look fixated into her assailant’s eyes. Her pant returned, building as their gaze intensified.
The overpowering voice in her mind once again returned, “Now, for your reward!”
The short white shift suddenly parted and a…cock of monumental proportions flipped up from between the woman’s thighs! The voice now exploded in her head with the power and majesty of the divine, “I am the Goddess Chicahxylico, terrorizer of men, all-worshipped by women, the bearer of the Divine Gift to the female! Pay homage to your Goddess!”
Lara yelped in consummate shock as the inhuman organ flipped up, spraying her with odorous goop, and came to terse rest arching over her head. Lara gawked open mouthed at it. It was immense: Had to be fifteen inches long and as thick as her forearm! Then it began drooling long, saffron colored strands of wormy gunk down on her upturned face.
Lara couldn’t move. She just knelt there, panting wildly again, feeling, and especially smelling, the precum strands accumulating across her face.
For a long, pregnant moment, as Lara gaped at the bobbing, iron hard godcock drooling on her, the woman stared down at Lara with a knowing smirk. Her smirk broadened as Lara finally focused upon the woman’s face instead of her appendage. “Woman-what are you called?”
Lara shuddered under the relentless waves of lust pounding her down into feminine submission, “Lara…Lara Cr-”
“Lara,” the voice exploded in her head, silencing her immediately, “useful name. Short and to the point. I need, too, to be to the point. My time, and energy, is limited, I need to feed…feed much more. I will take you now!”
With that, pure feminine terror jarred her from her sexual stupor. She shook her head, tossing long, coiled strands of alien precum off her besmirched face, “No! I don’t want this! To hell with you, Bitch!” She started to rise, to fight…
The goddess smiled, raising her foot and planting it between Lara’s ample boobs, and pushed her upon her back.
As she fell Lara could only think: how fast she was! Good thing she was low on energy, that kick was like a mule’s!
Lara landed on her butt, then rolled upon her back. She looked up, not completely faked fear upon her face.
The Goddess, smiling in triumph, bent over to strip her.
But Lara was well trained in many martial disciplines, and well experienced in defending herself. She waited just long enough for the goddess’ head to lower into range, then sent her right boot in a powerful, crushing arch against her head. Her boot landed square against her temple, hard enough to crack her skull.
If she had been human.
Lara’s boot hit perfectly, and then just slid off the goddess’ skull with no apparent damage. As Lara howled in frustration, and not a little pain for striking that head felt like kicking a granite statue, the goddess grabbed her right leg and, using Lara’s own momentum, easily flipped her upon her stomach. Then she simply reached down, seized Lara’s shorts by the back waist band, then simply pulled them off her legs.
Lara howled again in indignation, raising her full, round ass in order to get up, but a sudden stinging slap across her right asscheek brought her up short. Then another slap, this time on her left bun, drove her back down to the floor.
Almost immediately after, before Lara could even move, she felt legs kneel across the back of her thighs. Then a hot, silky wet, fist sized cockhead slide between her now reddened asscheeks and press perfectly against her virgin asshole!
“AAAAAH! NO! STOP THIS INSTANT!” she screamed, writhing and wriggling her hips to dislodge the threatening cock.
Then she screamed again, but this time a high pitched squeal of consummate pleasure as she locked, catatonic, on the floor. The most intense orgasm yet had seized her. Her legs forced apart by the goddess’s knees, she could no longer defend herself when the cockhead, drooling long strands of liquid heat, began running up and down the flaming pink slash between her legs. From her tailbone to the top of her pussy slit the cock ran, bulling apart her already elongating labia, soaking her deep asscrack with precum.
And when that cockhead reached her swollen, unhooded, defenseless clit! Lara wailed as the orgasm intensified and then elongated as the bitch ran the glans up and down over her button, frigging it!
Lara howled, she banged her fists on the floor in impotence. She tried biting down on her lower lip. Nothing helped. Lara felt hands, slim, hot, impossibly strong hands grip her around her hip bones.
Still she could not stop cuming!
Suddenly, with a wild, inhumanly powerful jerk from those hands, her ass flew up. Lara could do nothing to resist it.
Then she felt the cockhead press into her soaked, flexing pussy opening. Lara stopped her fighting right there, all her remaining consciousness concentrating on her willingly spreading pussy and the red hot bulb demanding entrance into her. Suddenly the only thing that mattered was penetration…belly stuffing, tube rending, womb battering penetration!
Lara could only shudder, pant, and whine softly from the pleasure surging through her.
The hot, firm, huge cockhead pressed perfecting into her fuck hole. Press, and then keep right on going!
Now Lara howled, big time. She howled as inches, feet of arm thick cock slid home into her underused pussy. It masterfully bulled apart her convulsing, thoroughly soaked pussy walls, giving Lara the greatest belly stuffing, intensely feminine thrills. Then the cockhead smashed into her untouched cervix, and Lara’s eyes bulged, her mouth opened and closed like a fish’s. She was so…stuffed!
For a long moment Lara made only soft, whimpering, quivering sheep-like bleating sounds.
When the cock pulled back, she bit her lower lip and lowered her eyelids.
It felt so good!
When the cock rammed back in, smashing into her womb, pushing her womanly organ up to form a fist sized bulge in her belly just below her navel, she grunted loudly, like a pig, as her eyes rolled up while her head fell to the floor with a thump.
She began cuming, violently, each time her womb and goddess cockhead met. Her fucktube lovingly and hungrily gripped and sucked on that inhuman cock each time she came. Instinctively, her body was demanding, begging, for a bellyful…of alien wadd!
And there wasn’t a thing she could do about what was happening to her!
Except cum!
She didn’t know how long she knelt there, butt offered up, forehead on the floor, head twisting, eyes screwed shut, whining through furiously clenched teeth in seemingly endless orgasm. But by the time the Goddess grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her up into doggy position, she had sweat pouring off her again, down her forehead, dripping from her rock hard, swollen nipples. She barely had the energy to squeak a protest.
The Goddess held her by her hips, pulling her back powerfully onto her iron bar hard prick, while twisting her cockhead against Lara’s yielding cervix. Relentlessly she forced Lara’s cervix open.
With a pitiful cry Lara felt the cockhead enter her womb.
“Now, you’re reward!” exploded in her head.
“Oh God!” exploded from Lara’s wide open mouth as incredibly hot wadd began bouncing off the top of her womb, flooding it instantly. Then the high pressure cockslime spewed from her tubes, passing into her belly hollow, filling it, too.
And it would not stop!
Lara felt her belly swell, literally filling with wadd! And still she came!
The Goddess, smiling and all too temporarily well fed, reached under the grunting, hoarsely howling Lara and filled her hands with the Archeologist’s melons. Then she continued to grind away in the human womb, spewing endlessly her drug tainted cockchowder.
As Lara’s convulsing cunt nursed for more.
What seemed like a second later, to Lara, but could have been hours. the voice returned, “Must let you rest,” came, quite softly, into Lara’s head. “I need to use you further, must not take everything from you! You will sleep, now!”
Lara continued to cry out, only now a mere whimper, while she continued to cum like a machine gun. But slowly she lost consciousness, eventually dropping off into a fitful, deep sleep, her hips still jerking in orgasmic aftershocks.
Visions, dreams, as she slept, lost in an inhuman, alien dream world. Dark, smoky mud and straw temple huts, filled with women! Dark skinned, much darker than Lara’s European ancestry. Copper skin. Native skin…original natives, without Spanish dilution. Firm, smooth, young skin. Shiny skin. Skin slick with sweat.
Not from just the tropical climate. Women, copper skinned women, wearing simple loincloths. Topless. Jutting young teen tits, full, quivering young woman boobs, more full and floppy, pear shaped knockers of not so young women. Tits, boobs, breasts everywhere! Bobbing, quivering, swaying. Nipples rock hard. Sweat streaming between heaving, swollen baby feeders. Sweat dripping from jutting pink nipples.
Music. Primitive, drum mostly, but intensely, demandingly sensuous.
No. Erotic! Lustful! Played by and for women! By and for woman…sex!
Where were the men? There were no men here! Lara felt this perfectly normal. One didn’t need men when you had…
The Goddess! The Goddess of Cock!
All hail the Cock Goddess!
All worship the Goddess of Cock!
All women serve her Divine Gift!
Suddenly something rudely intervened into her dream-world. It was strange. Sound, was it? Imposing into her world? A voice! An angry, yet frightened voice: “By the Holy Mother, what has happened?! What have you done to her?! Get back, foul thing! Back into your cell, were you be———AAAAAHHH!”
Lara jerked with the nearly hysterical, but also familiarly blissful scream, but the dream world called for her, and it was sooooo strong…
There it was! Where all the women were congregating! Atop the altar.
The Divine Gift!
Jutting up, out of the unnatural darkness at the back of the Altar. A phallus! A carved phallus of immense size! Dwarfing mere male’s in length and girth. Feet long! Arm wide!
But-it moved! It swelled! It was animate! It was-real! It throbbed before its gathered worshippers, drooling clearly now to Lara what had to be the Holy Semen down upon their upturned, worshipful faces.
They took turns, turns rising the four steps to stand before the Phallus, their chins even with the drooling slit. Then they would partake in the Holy of Holies…
Bending down, lifting with their hands a scrotum of melon sized balls to their prayerful lips. Kissing each testicle. Kissing each source of the divine slime drooling down her backs from the Phallus resting and throbbing upon their heads…
Then rising. Rising to face the Holy Drooling Cockhead. Leaning forward, pressing pursed lips to the inch long slit. The slit from which the Holy Semen endlessly emanated…
Kissing the Cock of Cocks!
More ‘sounds’ interrupting. Lara frowned at the interruption. “…NO! You can’t…You mustn’t…too big…not there…PLEASE!-AAAAAHHHHH SCREECH!”
The sound stopped. The vision did not.
Kissing the Cock of Cocks! Pulling back, worms of tacky wadd hanging from the chin. One long, thick worm connecting the mouth of the worshipper to her Phallic Mistress…
Suck on it. Suck on the worm like it was ambrosia…the food of the Gods. Suck the reward completely into the mouth, throat, belly!
Chin cleaned off…bend forward and quickly lick the cockhead clean so the next one will have her own, freshly drooled, reward.
Then, when all had fed, the climax! First the virgin sacrifice, then the offerings to their Goddess!
A virgin, hand picked…lush, first blush of feminine youth, who knows how young…but young and, all important, untouched! A naked girl…almost woman…perfect cones for tits, not even a handful yet…girlish waist, two hands could nearly reach around…all but womanly hips, with firm yet bulging buttocks still filled out with baby fat…long, straight black hair…none over her fiery pink, dripping wet, stiff clit, drug aroused pussy.
To the chants and songs of her fellow females, of women who, as girls, had walked the same worn path to that stone altar when it had been their turn to become women, and whose mothers and grandmothers, going back to the beginning of time, had done the same, she now climbed the four steps.
Eagerly!
Immediately after bowing reverently to her hidden goddess, the girl-sacrifice would expertly wrap herself, arms around the godlike shaft, her lithe legs around an invisible waist in the darkness, so her buttocks literally rested on those huge balls. Then, mouth opening as wide as it could, she would engulf the drooling head and inches of shaft into her throat and maw.
And suck.
Suck.
Suck.
She almost instinctively knew what was expected of her, having been practicing for nearly a year on carved dildoes. She eagerly and furiously suckled the Goddess’ Cock. Driving her head relentlessly down over the jerking pole, nose running from her exertions and precum, her gagging matched in rhythm the sensuous drums in the background.
Now Lara knew where that music came from! It was the song of the cocksucker, worshipping her Goddess!
The eager novitiate managed to swallow nearly half of the wildly jerking organ!
Priestess material!
But she was too talented, too well trained by the Goddess’ priestesses, not to mention her dedication and enthusiasm to the worship of her Goddess. Soon, inevitably if one just observed the cocksucker’s talented head bobbing and convulsive gagging, great jets of ropy slime spewed from her nostrils, waves of viscous wadd poured between her lips, and the suddenly silent hut echoed with the forced swallowing of great spurts of Goddess cum.
All within a few minutes of dedicated, devout cocksucking. The hut fell silent as the girl’s cum gulping echoed through the heated, moist evening.
No sooner, though, did the cock finish spewing than hands appeared from the darkness to seize and cup the girl’s asscheeks. Lifting the choking, cum dripping child from her meal, the hands and arms positioned her so she hovered right over the still rock hard prick.
With her virgin pussy an inch above the still drooling piss slit!
Then, as the chanting abruptly picked up in volume and tempo, the hands pulled the sacrifice down upon the sacrificial pole.
The chanting drowned out the brief shriek as the girl gave up her girlhood to the Goddess. The chanting also drowned out the new young woman’s building howls of inhuman pleasure as she learned how to service, and especially ‘feed’, her Goddess!
Faster and faster she was raised and lowered, her dripping pussy clinging vacuum-like to the divine dick. Tits bouncing, glassy eyed head flipping up and down, her belly sucked lovingly on alien organ. The cock swelled ever wider, ever longer.
Then the Goddess stepped entirely out of the shadows, positioning herself on the very edge of the stone altar. The fucked girl was now hovering over the first row of supplicants:
Everything went quiet, again.
Then the squealing girl howled in feminine triumph, her normally flat belly swelling ominously with sudden inputs of semen. Then great jets of wadd spewed out between clinging labia and throbbing cockshaft.
All over the upturned faces of the priestesses on the front row.
For long moments they gathered around the inverse fountain of goo, lapping up every drop. They cleaned each other thoroughly.
The babbling, post-orgasmically jerking girl was lifted off the divine dick, no doubt accompanied by a loud, syrupy pop. Laying her upon the altar was the signal from the Goddess to progress the evening’s feeding…
Loincloths flew everywhere as women, girls, females stripped naked before the smiling, horsehung Goddess. All the score or more females then instantly assumed their favorite position…Some bent over to present big wide buttocks up to the Goddess, their holes dilated by much prior use…others climbed upon makeshift ‘love chairs’ to throw their legs up over their heads and eagerly spread wide round, bronze cheeks…
All for the Goddess’ use…
Another interruption! This one exploding in her head. Much more distracting. Much more powerful. Much more demanding of her attention!
Lara’s eyelids flickered, vaguely noticing she lay on her right side in a fetal position. On a strange, soft stone floor! Hot, humid, must be in the tropics…Dark, no, dim…must be deep in the jungle…near nightfall…
Then something…an emotion she thought…roared in her head, bringing her to full wakefulness. Not words, a sensation, a cry of triumph, of extreme, brutal savagery!
Immense satisfaction! Feeding pleasure! Power! Triumph! Revenge!
Then Lara heard something: The deep, dragged out moaning grunt of a defeated animal…a defeated female animal…coming from over her head. She turned her head, looking up…
The Goddess’ wide spread, sculptured legs straddled her head. But she was not alone…
There was another…female…woman…
Absinth! She, too, was straddling Lara’s head, positioned between the Goddess and the wall! Then Lara saw something swing over her head…
Testicles! Nuts! Balls! Melon sized nuts in a low hanging, fleshy scrotum swinging to and fro…
But why…
Then Lara’s eyes opened wide in shock. No! It couldn’t be! It couldn’t fit!
Absinth, her back to the sex monster, was impaled, anally, upon the Goddess’ inhuman cock! Lara couldn’t believe it at first. Arm thick, the shaft had to be spreading the High Priestess’ anus wide enough for a fist to go through!
In foot long strokes the hideously laughing Goddess was fucking Absinth's ass. Burying her feet long prick to the hilt into Priestess bowel! With each raking, powerful drive between those meaty, buxom buns Lara could clearly see Absinth's normally softly rounded belly swell ominously as the prick drove through her, bulling her guts out of its way.
Absinth, drenched in sweat, eyes glazed, up on her toes, pounded her fists impotently upon the wall, as if to distract her from the inhuman pleasure/pain of that cock, as the monster used her ass for a fuckhole. At the end of each driving, fully penetrating stroke her knees would buckle from the monstrous pain/pleasure of having her guts filled with cock.
By this time the Goddess held her upright by the Goddess’ grip on her sloping tits, and the pressure of all that meat up her butt.
Lara could see the Priestess was in the throes of inhuman, endless orgasm. Whenever the prick wasn’t pushing her belly out, her abdomen sucked in and out wildly, trying to gasp in air before she was driven into screaming orgasmic insanity by the next brutal drive. Her breathing couldn’t have been any faster. With each thrust, her mouth would fly open to emit the most animalistic cries of mind destroying, life threatening climax, while her jaws closed with a ‘clunk’ with each butt sucking cock withdrawal.
As Lara watched, fascinated and shocked at the same time, the next plunge up her ass forced Absinth's glazed eyes to roll up into her skull.
Absinth, the sophisticated High Priestess of one of the oldest cults on Earth, was fucked into her animal. No longer human.
A fucking animal.
When Lara rolled over she came into contact with the Goddess’ foot. Immediately the roar returned to her head:
Triumph! Raw emotion: Revenge! “A good feeder! I will show those bitches! Trap me for a thousand years!”
Sudden, unbiddened lust seized Lara. Immediately, without even a prior thought, Lara heated up, her pussy flooded, sweat began pouring down her naked body. She unanticipatedly rose up, entranced eyes fixed on the swinging ballsack. Nothing in the world meant as much as burying her face between the Goddess’ huge nuts! She began to eagerly rain passionate kisses upon those low hanging cum makers.
As she lapped and sucked on those ostrich eggs, almost instinctively, she knew what was happening above her.
An execution!
A sexual execution!
Lara, face covered with hot, fragrant scrotum, couldn’t have cared less.
Who cared if she had made passionate love (admittedly not entirely willingly) to the woman not the night before! That didn’t matter.
All that mattered was the Goddess’ desires!
And her cock!
Absinth's head was drooping, her mouth drooling uncontrollably, her arms now hanging limp at her sides. The Goddess was now holding her up completely as the woman’s legs had given out. Torrents of woman lube ran down the insides of her thighs.
It was time.
“I will end this heretical cult of lesbians! NOW!” exploded in the ball kissing Lara’s mind.
Looking up past the huge nuts, Lara saw the Goddess change the angle of her fierce fucking. Now her magnificent prick was driving straight up into Absinth's guts.
Absinth began to struggle, oh so feebly, All she could do was wave her arms around a few times, and emit desperate, panic spawned cries.
But they came out as choked off gurgles.
A half dozen more balls deep strokes and even the gurgles stopped, as did her orgasmic, heaving belly rolls. Her eyes stared straight ahead. All muscle tone was gone from her energy drained body.
With a sucking sound reminiscent of pulling boots out of deep, clinging mud, the Goddess lifted the body off her cock, then threw it aside.
It sounded like a sack of potatoes had hit the floor.
Lara gawked in open amazement, and not a little hunger, as the unfulfilled prick pissed long strands of pent up precum all over her face.
Breathing like a long distance runner, the Goddess looked down at Lara with a face beaming of triumph. And energy. “Clean me! Clean me as those big nosed cows did so long ago!”
Rising to her knees, Lara couldn’t help but recall those shards of Mayan pottery she had seen. Those that had handles upon them. Handles shaped like a big nosed woman engulfing a massively thick, delicious cock!
With the Goddess in her mind, stimulating her sex drive, filling her blood with sex hormones, she showed more enthusiasm than brains, as Lara tried to copy those shards. Drooling mouth as open as it would go, she engulfed the massive, spongy glans and a good six inches of wickedly thick shaft before gagging loudly and shooting snot and precum out her nostrils. She was rewarded with a sudden spurt of precum that filled her mouth to overflowing.
And started her cuming.
Her remaining consciousness, drowning in precum induced orgasm, could only lament pitifully, “God help me, I can’t stop her! She tastes so good!”
Lara’s hips began to hump air as she suckled her Goddess.
Then the Goddess seized her by the back of the head and began driving her cock down her throat!
In spite of her continuous orgasms, Lara gagged again as the cockhead popped into her throat. She was taking nearly half of the inhuman cock and the Goddess still was not satisfied!
But the wondrous orgasms drove her on and she instinctively took up a vigorous, head bobbing blow job, gagging with almost half of the cock out of sight inside her head, and slurping most noisily on the back strokes. Soon the Goddess put her hands on her own hips and stood there, smiling down on the feeding Archeologist, giving her her head.
And Lara gave great head. The most important thing in her life, just then, was to suck off that magnificent alien horsecock!
And she did! Minutes of gag inducing head bobbing, along with some vicious ball milking, finally gained Lara her much deserved reward. It came without warning save for one, dramatic jerk of the cock.
A jerk that nearly knocked her teeth out!
But what did cum out was two foot long, inch thick ropes of yellowish Goddesschowder out her flared nostrils. Then sheets of the wormy stuff erupted from her lips and cascaded down her chin. Like from a pressure hose, the nasal gushes and cum vomits jetted from her openings for three powerful spurts before settling down to more sedate, rhythmic mouthful sized gushes.
Only then could she begin swallowing.
Over and over. No fewer than a dozen mouthfuls were swallowed.
It was the most delicious stuff Lara had ever tasted! And the Goddess could do this 24/7!
For long minutes after the spewing subsided Lara licked the cock and her chin clean of the delicious ballpudding. Once she had cleaned her Goddess, she was gripped by her sweaty hair and raised to her feet.
Holding her up by her viciously pulled hair, the Goddess smiled at her. Lara’s T-shirt was plastered by cum to her chest, looking as if painted on. Her hair was a gooey, cummy mess. But she was content, finally.
For the first time she spoke aloud, “I must practice speaking. You must practice listening. We will be journeying soon. You will guide me!” Her voice was like a sweet, innocent teenager’s. One filled with all the heat and illicit pleasures of all the Lolita fantasies put together. Lara almost came just listening to her!
Lara could only nod. In her head she heard: “The door to your left leads to a…cleaning area. A shower I believe you call it. Use it, then return to me. Dressed.”
Immediately Lara obeyed. The cubicle was barely large enough for Lara, but as soon as she stepped in it went to work. No water, it seemed to use sound to quite effectively remove the top most layer of skin. Within a minute Lara was the cleanest she had been since leaving England.
She put her pants on, then joined the Goddess. She noticed, but didn’t dare ask how, that the body of the priestess was no longer present. The Goddess was still dressed as before in a short white shift, but now she somehow looked different.
Younger…
Almost teenaged younger!
She handed Lara her holster and guns.
Sheepishly Lara threw them over her shoulder. She didn’t so much as have a thought of using them to make her escape. She no longer wanted to escape! She almost meekly followed the Goddess out.
As the Goddess stepped into the sun, Lara could see her deep, dark asscrack through the shift. Lara literally drooled over it.
What would it taste like…to run your tongue down that crack! All night long!
The Goddess looked over her shoulder with the knowing smirk of a teasing, infuriating high school tart. “You will get the chance…quite soon!”
Shuddering in barely repressed lust, Lara instantly had visions of copper toned, big nosed Mayan teen princesses with their virginal faces buried in that deep, dark asscrack!
They quickly descended the peak, reaching Absinth's hut. They entered the back way and Lara rushed to gather her backpack. For a long, pregnant moment Lara stood staring at the still ruffled bed that, not 24 hours before, she had served, involuntarily, under Absinth's ass…
The same ass she saw…fucked by the Goddess.
A brief thought passed through her: I wonder what it felt like?
“Let me show you!” came verbally from behind her. Turning, she hissed loudly and her belly melted when she saw the Goddess naked…
And hugely erect!
She pointed at the support pole in the middle of the room. “Assume the position! You must be broken…trained in your duties!” When Lara hesitated, vividly remembering Absinth's anal execution, the Goddess barked an additional, “Obey me!”
Lara stood still, quivering in rising lust, eyes wide and fixed upon the godlike cock jutting out towards her rapt face. God help her! She didn’t want to submit to that beast, especially up her ass!
She wanted to resist the monster!
But part of her wanted, oh so much, to submit! It would be sooooo goood taking that cock…
Anywhere!
And she feared that the latter part of her was in control of her body!
Losing patience with the internally struggling woman, the Goddess strode up to her. “You need a reminder of your place?” she growled in her high pitched, teenybopper voice, and powerfully pulled open Lara’s shorts with one hand. Plunging that hand into Lara’s wide open pants, she drove two fingers to the last knuckle into her soaked cunt. “Now you will obey, and thank me for it!” the Goddess smirked.
Lara gasped raggedly, her knees buckling from the intense penetration pleasure. What little resistance she had been generated vanished in a whiff of torrid fuck pleasure as her soaked cunt clamped down on the buried fingers.
Oh, did those fingers feel good!
Whimpering into the Goddess’ smirk, Lara nodded submissively.
The Goddess forcefully fingerfucked Lara for a long, wet moment, until the human was in a deep squat, gasping and wailing in near orgasm, pleading for release. Only then did she pull out of the Adventuress with a loud, syrupy pop. “You will now obey!” She pointed at the pole.
Thighs quivering, pants already wet, Lara instantly obeyed. Even though a little voice deep inside her screamed not to, Lara Croft silently opened her shorts fully, letting them fall around her ankles. She then grabbed the pole, instinctively bending over to thrust her virgin ass out. Looking fearfully over her shoulder, she saw the monster advance.
She hissed again when that hot, huge, slimy glans forced open her buttocks and settled directly upon her virgin anus.
The Goddess ran her prick up and down Lara’s ass crack, bulling aside her bulging buns, thoroughly soaking her crack with glutinous precum. Then she pumped her cock, resulting in waves of wadd running in rivulets down Lara’s quivering crack and the inside of her wide spread thighs.
The precum burned Lara’s most sensitive flesh like a sexy blowtorch! The velvety head, slipped up and down her completely lubricated asscrack ignited lusts in her she had never felt before! Her anus dilated under that cockhead, actually anticipating the inhuman penetration promised by the Goddess!
God help her! She wanted that penetration now!
“You will learn to obey my every command, bitch!” the Goddess growled into Lara’s ear, pressing her glans against the soaked, flexing opening to Lara’s bowels. “You will learn very quickly!”
Quivering with overwhelming feminine penetration need and pleasure, as well as with not a little residual fear, Lara looked straight ahead, resigned to her fate, as the pressure relentlessly increased.
“Wrapped around My Divine Cock!”
Precum drooled down between her plump buns, running over her bald pussy and then down the inside of her thighs. Instinctively Lara knew her Goddess was taking her time, waiting for the precum to take effect.
Inexorably, omnipotently, it did. Fire ignited between her legs. Her labia dripped with woman juice, her asshole and crack were consumed in desperate need for penetration! Suddenly Lara was panting and gasping like a newlywed, squirming her hips around and then driving her abruptly eager butt back against the Prick. Then she felt the Goddess’ hands on her hips and Lara Croft eagerly nodded her head.
With one quick, powerful thrust the head breached her virgin bunghole and Lara howled with inhuman, orgasmic bliss from the savagely blissful pain.
Lara had never imagined such gut stuffed pain-and inhuman bliss, as the Goddess’ magnificent cock sank home into her bowels, fifteen fucking inches deep. It just kept sinking in, each inch seemingly the farthest Lara could stand, only to have another inch forced into her! The pain, and pleasure, was indescribable, unbearable, irresistible.
And when the Goddess’ hot, swollen, firm balls pressed against the base of Lara’s sweat and precum coated buttocks… Instantly Lara knew what Absinth had felt when she was about to be fucked to death! Overwhelming power, Goddess power! Power to force penetration into any opening, to any depth! Unstoppable, irresistible, Lara could only howl as she was pushed beyond her limits, the cock shooting up into her till her belly swelled and her diaphragm was pushed into her ample chest.
“OOOOOHHH! God!” she howled as the air was forced from her. Her knees buckled completely (just like Absinth's!) as the Goddess pulled up her stuffed t-shirt and gripped her rock hard nippled boobs dominantly.
The Goddess began pumping, dramatically and powerfully, mercilessly pulling back then omnipotently driving back in with foot long strokes, over and over.
Lara lost it within three strokes, her legs and arms collapsing, her bulging buns sitting on those massive nuts on each in stroke, quivering wildly as she sucked on the Goddess’ prick on the withdrawals. Her heart pounded wildly, boiling blood coursing through her, her desperate gasps increasing wildly in tempo and volume.
All she could think was this must have been what Absinth felt…
“Feel good, woman?” exploded the Goddess’ mental voice deep within Lara’s mind. Omnipotent, crushing, overwhelming, the voice possessed the mere human woman with its intensely dominate sexual power. “Want it to stop? Want me to stop enjoying your charms, My woman?” Her over foot long strokes never slowed, even increasing as the Goddess pinched Lara’s rock hard nipples, driving up into her sucking, convulsing guts powerfully. “Shall I pull out of your delightfully tight guts? Just stop screaming so much and I will! Or are you ready to submit, to give yourself, in total voluntary surrender to My worship, My service? Submit…or do you want to join your heretic cunt friend?”
All Lara could do was scream as massive, crushing waves of stuffed ass pain induced orgasm seized her.
It hurt so good!
The Goddess laughed loudly into Lara’s ear as She felt Her latest worshipful female’s ass suck hungrily on Her plowing meat. She then closed her eyes to enjoy feeding on Lara’s first, but not last, anal orgasm.
Lara had no idea how long she hung upon the pole, taking divine cock up her convulsing bowels, screaming hysterically in mind destroying anal orgasm.
But she clearly was no longer in control of herself. Heavenly painful/blissful as anally servicing that divine organ was, in the ever so brief moments of relative mental clarity occurring between the butt splitting strokes, it had become obvious to her that she no longer had the mental strength, nor will, nor even desire to resist this monster.
With each gut stretching stroke the pain grew more wondrous, the thought of denying her mistress’ any form of Her wondrous fuck or leaving that organ outside of her became downright ridiculous to contemplate.
Her mind, crushed and left open by the inhuman orgasms surging through her, Lara was completely susceptible to the thoughts planted in her head by the all conquering Goddess. And Lara believed they were her own.
Soon Lara faithfully and sincerely believed that the Goddess would not kill her. She abruptly had the unbroken faith that she could…would have to…let her Goddess have free reign, unlimited access to her fuckholes. The Goddess wanted…needed her. The Goddess would not take too much energy from her.
The Goddess was interested, after all, in just properly breaking in Lara’s least used fuckhole.
Lara’s head tilted back, jaw dropped, drool running down her chin. Her glassed eyes, staring ahead blankly, abruptly rolled up into her skull when her Goddess nuzzled her exposed, sleek throat.
With the cry of a predator sinking fangs into the throat of its victim, the Goddess sank every inhumanly dimensioned inch of Her Divine Prick into Lara’s completely receptive guts.
Then the spewing began.
Howling hysterically, Lara acknowledged her feminine defeat, lifted completely off the ground from the prick driving up into her now growling, cum flooded guts. Grinding her fully buried cock into Lara’s bowels, the teenage-like Goddess spewed like a firehose, shooting so hard and far up into the human’s bowels that Lara thought she could taste the divine goo.
Now she knew why Absinth couldn’t resist the Goddess’ assault!
God help her, came her last coherent thought, “It was so wonderful serving under and around this Divine Woman!"