; ; I had just about give up all hope of getting her in the sack when we ; came to this one island off the coast of Tahiti. We were in the market ; place of a coastal village, when I came upon an old man. He was a ; local medicine man who sold healing herbs, potions, and other ; wares. Veronica was off looking at Polynesian jewelry, so I was on my ; own. I guess he realized how "frustrated" I was because he approached ; me and gave me a small jar of this clear gel. He said it was massage ; oil to loosen up "tight" women. Not realizing what he meant I took the ; jar as a gift for Veronica. I put it in my pocket and forgot about it.
; ; Now, we were staying at a local hotel on this tropical island (two ; separate rooms of course). Just before we both turned in I stood at my ; door. I asked her if she wanted to come in and stay a while. She ; politely turned me down again. As she walked to her door and fiddled ; with the key to her room, I put my hands in my pockets. That's when I ; found the small jar. Before she could walk into her room I stopped her ; and gave her the jar. She accepted it gracefully as I told her where I ; got it and what it was supposed to do. She smiled sweetly at me as she ; closed the door in my face. I returned to my room to sulk.
; ; About a half-hour later there came a knock at the door. I opened it to ; find Veronica leaning against the doorframe wearing a silky black ; robe. Her eyes looked glazed over as if she were in a trance or ; something. In her hand was the small opened jar. I asked her what was ; the matter and she said she was turning in but before she got into bed ; she realized her feet were sore from walking all day. So she used the ; massaging gel on her feet. She claimed it smelled intoxicating and ; felt so amazing that she continued to rub the oil up her legs and ; thighs, but when she got close to her vagina she had an over powering ; urge to have sex. Now she usually didn't do this but she was looking ; for a man to satisfy that urge. And she had chosen me.
; ; I brought her in but before we did anything she asked me to rub the ; oil into her back. I did so and right after we had wild sex all night ; until the sun came up. She was a hellcat. We did things I never ; thought were even possible. Every time I thought I was finished off ; she found another way to turn me on again. I was in sex heaven.
; ; When noon came around I woke. My thoughts were lost in the memories of ; the night, and how I had to thank that little jar of gel for an ; incredible night. I rose up and looked at the beautiful woman next to ; me. She was completely worn out and showing no signs of waking. That's ; when I noticed the empty jar on the nightstand. Panic hit me. I had ; finally found a true aphrodisiac and I had used it all up in one ; night. There had to be more so I quickly got dressed, wrote Veronica a ; short note and rushed off to the market place.
; ; I found the medicine man going about his daily business. I thanked him ; for the free sample and asked if there was anymore of the gel I could ; buy. He had only one small vile left and he was going to use it for ; himself. I begged him to tell me how the gel was made or how to get ; more. He said it was organic in origin but it came with a great ; price. He explained he would get more if he could, but he was too old ; to make the journey to the island where he originally found it. That's ; when and thought occurred to me. I told him I would make the journey ; for him if he gave me directions. He laughed at first, but I ; persisted. I guess it was seeing the spirit in my eyes or something ; that broke him down. He gave me clear directions to the island and how ; to search for the gel. Apparently females were the only creatures that ; could truly track down the source of the oil. They were the only sex ; that could be stimulated by it. He chuckled as he wished me a safe ; trip watching me run to the port to rent a boat.
; ; Once I had a decent boat and supplies, I went back to the ; hotel. Veronica was just waking up as I walked through the door to my ; room. She smiled at me seeing that I was up and around. I told her ; that I had a special adventure planned for the two of us. It involved ; sailing to a small-uncharted island to find some ingredients to make ; more of the "lust gel". She was intrigued and excited about the ; idea. She quickly left to pack. Once ready I found her waiting at the ; door all packed and ready to go. We happily went down to the port and ; boarded ship.
; ; The trip took a few hours. The sun was still high in the sky as we ; weighed anchor off the coast of the plush green island. I inflated a ; raft and rowed the two of us ashore. The closer we got to the beach I ; could tell something was at work in the air. Veronica really perked ; up. She seemed edgy and eager to trot off in search of the oil. Once ; ashore I went about unloading the supplies we would probably need ; while Veronica was distracted looking off into the jungle that awaited ; us. I admired her shapely form for a moment after preparing our ; packs. She stood a short way away wearing hiking boots, a very short ; pair of khaki shorts, a sleeveless flannel shirt tied at the bottom ; exposing her belly. Underneath I could see the strings to her white ; bikini. I wanted to peel each article of clothing off her and ravage ; her again, but that would have to wait. As I walked over to give her a ; pack she snapped to and smiled at me. I let her lead the way as we set ; off in search of the gel.
; ; The island wasn't very large, but the jungle was thick. The ; temperature was hot, but a cool breeze swept over now and ; again. Veronica hiked along like a madwoman. She claimed she felt as ; if something was drawing her somewhere. I just followed trying to keep ; up. She was a very athletic woman, I found keeping up hard to do. She ; didn't even seem to care I lagged behind a bit, but then again I ; wasn't being driven by an unseen force either. I watched her as she ; went. Her exposed muscles glistened with perspiration as she pushed ; through the small brush that was in her way. The jungle was very ; thick, but suddenly it broke into a pathway. Along the sides of this ; new path, we discovered hundreds of beautiful light colored ; flowers. Veronica slowed a bit taking them in. I couldn't tell if men ; or animals made this path, but it definitely lead to whatever was ; driving Veronica buggy.
; ; As we trudged on Veronica slowly started to giggle playfully. She was ; like a kid in a candy store. Finally the path opened into a small ; glade. In the center was a grassy hill. At its summit was a large ; green leafy plant. It looked like a plume of tall thick grass. It's ; long skinny leaves waved in the breeze... or did they. The air here ; was still yet the long blade-like leaves danced swaying in the air. I ; held Veronica as a shadow passed over us.
; ; A large white sea bird circled over head. I pulled Veronica into the ; underbrush to watch what was happening. The bird continued to descend ; spiraling toward the center of the hill. Down it went landing close to ; the long swaying leaves. The bird chirped a few times as the lively ; leaves moved toward it. The blades began to caress the bird. It ; squawked a few times seemingly to enjoy the touches it that was ; getting. Then it moved in closer. I could see from were we were that ; the long blades were covered in clear oily gel. At last I realized we ; had found what we were looking for. I pointed out my observation to ; Veronica. She shook with anticipation and nearly rushed off to collect ; our bounty. But I held her back wanting to watch the bird. It was a ; good thing I did too because the caressing leaves began to coil around ; the unsuspecting bird. The large white-feathered bird squawked low as ; the coiling leaves lifted it off the ground and moved it towards the ; center of the plant. Other leaves moved in and continued the ; caressing. The bird seemed pleased and did not struggle even though it ; was obviously trapped. From where we were, we could see more and more ; leaves move in until the bird was completely covered out of sight. The ; lower more wide leaves closed in on the center of the plant. We could ; hear the bird chirping, but then it started to fade out, muffled until ; it finally stopped altogether. Then the leaves slowly spread out ; again. They were thickly coated with the gel, so much so that the ; access dripped off onto the ground.
; ; Seeing this waste of good gel, Veronica let out a cry. She nearly ; broke free of my grip, but after watching the bird getting devoured I ; knew it was this plant was potentially dangerous for her at the very ; least. I quickly promised her that I would collect the oil if she ; stayed away. I handed her my pack and had her busy herself with making ; camp on the outskirts of the hill, while I fearfully went forward with ; a bowl to collect the oil.
; ; As I slowly drew closer to the waving leaves I realized that they ; weren't leaves at all, but green worm-like tentacles. It wasn't a ; plant like I figured, but a creature that lived partially ; underground. I knew now that the tentacles secreted the sweet smelling ; oil to attract prey. The diameter of this mass of writing muscles was ; about five feet at the base, but if they all spread flat on the ground ; were probably eight feet long. This was just a guess of course. I had ; no idea what this thing was capable of. The creature didn't seem to ; mind me being there as I began to cup the oil with my hands and ; corralled it into the bowl. Taking it in at first glance it looked ; like a just a group of writhing tentacles, but after watching the bird ; being taken I knew there must be an orifice somewhere in the center of ; it all. I didn't really want to find out for myself. I had collected ; more than enough gel now. So I marched back to Veronica triumphantly.
; ; She had been a good girl and pitched our tent and laid out our ; sleeping bags inside and even collected dried grass and twigs for the ; fire pit. The woman had even laid blankets about the camp so we had ; places to sit or lay out. She was now unpacking our foodstuffs and ; getting everything ready for supper. The sun was quickly setting, but ; there was still plenty of light. I told her to relax while I start the ; fire and cook the food. I had trouble concentrating, because she took ; my suggestion too well. She kicked off her boots and socks allowing ; her feet to breathe. Then off came her flannel shirt. I watched her ; tits bounce around in her bikini top as she peeled off her shorts. She ; came and sat on a blanket near me smiling seductively. After watching ; her fuss with her hair awhile I finally got the fire started. While I ; cooked our food she went about gathering flowers to make a Hawaiian ; lei. I think she did it to keep her mind off the gel. Night fell upon ; us just as I served dinner.
; ; As we ate our meal I explained my theories about the gel and the ; creature in the hill. Basically I figured that the creature must be ; hidden deep in the earth using its gel covered, leaf-looking tentacles ; to capture food. The gel itself is creature's saliva that is secreted ; from the tentacles, which when brushed against or massaged in into the ; skin, seeps down to excite the creature's prey on the cellular level ; leaving it awestruck and easier to capture, take in, and digest. The ; sweet smelling gel has pheromones in it that the swaying tentacles fan ; out to attract potential prey. The fact that only female animals seem ; to be the only sex affected by this must be because of the chromosomes ; in their genes reacts to the stimulus in the saliva. But then again ; these were only my theories. Veronica tried to sound interested, but ; she was obviously distracted. I found that her eyes kept wandering ; from me, to the bowl of gel, then up to the top of the hill. At one ; point I had to sternly tell her that it was dangerous for her to go ; near the creature. She heart fully agreed that getting gobbled up was ; not on her to do list. But I could tell the air and temptation was ; weighing on her mind.
; ; After dinner she sat close to me with a look in her eyes. The ; pheromones were getting to her. She smiled then swung her feet into my ; lap. I took the signal and grabbed the bowl. I smoothed its contents ; deep into her skin. I started with her toes and heels, then past her ; ankles up her legs. All the while her breathing got heavier. As I was ; working on her legs, she untied her bikini strings and tossed both top ; and bottoms away. I smoothed the gel all over her nude body. She came ; a few times while I massaged her clit and areolas. Finally she ; couldn't take it, so we retired to the tent to have more hot sex. Once ; again we fucked the night away, but finally when I was worn out she ; let me fall asleep.
; ; When I awoke a few hours later, I was alone. Veronica's sleeping bag ; was empty with no sign that she had even slept in it. Frantically I ; threw on some shorts and headed out to find her. It wasn't that ; hard. She was standing halfway up the hill gazing at the creature. It ; was amazing. The beast had risen its tentacle mass up out of its ; hole. From where I stood I could see a long throat-like tube was ; connecting the waving bundle of tentacles down into the ground. This ; throat had a diameter or a bout 2 and a half feet. Veronica was ; lightly singing and swaying her body in time with the swaying of the ; tentacles. She was wearing the flower lei she made along with a flower ; anklet and a pink see-through wrap around her waist. She had a few ; flowers in her hair. She looked lovely, but I doubt she realized the ; danger she had put herself in.
; ; I called to her, and she turned to me and smiled. I asked her what she ; was doing and she pointed toward our supplies. I looked to where she ; pointed and I was nearly knocked for a loop. She had emptied a couple ; of our water jugs and had filled them with the gel. I stared at her in ; shock.
; ; “See it allowed me to collect some more gel. I couldn't sleep. I am ; so charged from this oil. After you fell asleep I came out and picked ; some flowers, but the aroma from gel struck me. I had to get more. So ; when I approached it, the creature rose up and secreted large amounts ; of the gel for me. Don't worry I collected it at a safe distance. I ; felt so happy I began to sing to it and look..." Veronica said turning ; back to the creature. She hummed and moved her arms. The creature's ; tentacles moved in the same manner she did. I was impressed.
; ; "This is amazing..." I said watching the creature in awe.
; ; "Get some more containers. I bet we can fill everything we have. This ; stuff must be worth a fortune. Every man in the world will pay top ; dollar for this stuff. Women too." She said with a devilish grin. She ; took a deep inhale. "Mmmmm... I love the smell it gives off. I can't ; get enough of it!"
; ; I went about looking for something that she could use to collect more ; gel. When I looked up she was walking closer to the tentacles. The ; ones on the outer edge had spread wide. It looked like a giant green ; star. The inner ones were focused on reaching for her. They all parted ; showing that their center was in fact a gaping maw. Gel oozed from ; every pore of the mass.
; ; "Don't get too close!" I warned. "Those tentacles look like they want ; to snatch you up."
; ; "I can't help it. It's like they are calling to me." She said as she ; was just out of reach. There she paused as if thinking about ; it. "Well, I filled those two jugs without it grabbing me. Of course I ; had to restrain myself from jumping in and bathing in the stuff both ; times. Dare I try again? Maybe I am too big for it to grab."
; ; Looking at the tentacles that were spread as wide as small car, they ; could definitely take her in. The central hole itself was as big as a ; tire. The pheromones must have been really affecting her. "Maybe you ; should just step away. You don't want to tempt fate too many times." I ; tried to coax her away. "Come help me find something to gather more ; gel. I want to leave with as much as we can."
; ; She stared at the dripping maw before her. She was lost in her ; senses. She untied the wrap about her and let it fall to the ; ground. "It's so warm standing right here. My skin tingles. I ; wonder... maybe just a little caress..."
; ; "Veronica!" I shouted, but it was too late. She took another step just ; in its reach.
; ; Tentacles gently moved in on her and started to massage the young ; woman. She cooed taking it all in. They brushed against her every ; curve. They didn't snatch her like I thought they would. The tentacles ; only washed over her coating her soft tanned skin with their gel. She ; laughed as a few tickled her. I stood at the base of the hill staring ; at the spectacle.
; ; "See I told you. This feels sooooo good!" She said stepping closer ; into their grasp. She began to moan and twist her body around. A ; tentacle moved in on her pussy and forced its way inside her. "OH MY ; GOD! It’s inside me... I'm gonna... CummmmmmMMM...!!!!" She shouted ; as more tentacles found the space between her legs. This went on for ; several moments. Her body was slowly being completely covered in the ; gel.
; ; "Veronica... I think you'd better step away." I said trying to get her ; attention. Then I saw it. "Look! It’s got a hold of your waist." I ; watched as a slimy tentacle wrapped tightly around her ; midsection. Other tentacles started to latch on to her appendages.
; ; "Ohhh... YES!" She cried. "I like it rough! Feels soooo good! Its like ; five guys are manhandling me." The tentacles began to pull and tug on ; her. She fought them a little adding to her stimulation.
; ; "Yes but I thought you didn't want to get gobbled up remember!" I ; shouted to her.
; ; "I bet you'd like that, huh?" She said before she was jerked ; about. "OH GOD!... If it ate me... you wouldn't have to share... the ; profits from the gel... Just think about all the gel... you could ; harvest... if you kept this thing fed with juicy young women... You'd ; be a millionaire... WOW! OH MY GOSH! This thing... wants MEeee! And ; maybe I want... it tooOOoo... But then again maybe it’s ; just... toying with me. I doubt its going to take me."
; ; As I stood there her words echoed in my head. The creature was ; secreting tons of the gel as it played with her. If I played my cards ; right I could get something going here. Maybe even start a business ; producing this stuff. Ideas were running through my head. So much so I ; almost lost missed what was about to happen.
; ; "Oh my... I can't take all this stimulation." She whispered through ; gasps of breath. As if it understood, the creature started to take it ; easy on her. Veronica was now deep within the reach of the ; creature. One more step and she would be inside the maw. She peered ; into the great hole and marveled. "There's truckloads of gel in ; there," she noted. "But then again I've already basted like a ; thanksgiving turkey with the stuff." And she was. The woman was ; completely drenched in the sweet smelling goop from head to toe. The ; tentacles kept their grip on her, but they relaxed a bit more allowing ; her some free movement. "It doesn't have me in as tight a grip now. It ; has been toying with me. I wonder if it will let me crawl inside..."
; ; "Veronica!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. The outer vines started ; to fold in around her.
; ; "What?!?" She yelled turning toward me. Then she saw them. "Uh oh!" ; She tried twisting out of the tentacle’s grip, but her sudden burst ; of tension caused them to tighten once again. "NO!" She fought but the ; tentacles had her. One moved in and grabbed both her wrists and ; brought them over her head. Another came in and lassoed both her ; ankles and pulled them together. Once she was gripped at both ends the ; old, now extra, tentacles let go. "Let me GO! Don't just stand ; there... HELP!" She struggled like a fish on a hook. The outer ; tentacles slowly started to close in more.
; ; There was little I could do, but watch. And did I really want to save ; her? What she had said earlier made a lot of sense. "Hey I told you to ; stay away from it. Sorry, but you tempted it. Now your going go to ; have to pay."
; ; "WHAT! How could you!" The tentacles at her ankles began to lift her ; feet off the ground. "You bast..." She tried to yell at me, but a ; tentacle surrounded her face at the mouth shutting her up.
; ; The strong muscled tentacles lifted Veronica into a horizontal ; position. Her muffled screams became horrified moans as she was pushed ; and pulled toward the oozing maw. Her body writhed while her hands, ; arms, and head entered the opening. The mouth closed on her belly ; after her jiggling tits had crossed over. The tentacles that had her ; upper half let go and came out of the maw to help push the struggling ; woman down. As this was happening the whole tangled mass began to move ; back to its original position on top of the hill. It was probably ; easier just to drop the woman down and let gravity take her than ; trying to force her.
; ; Once Veronica was totally vertical again the creature started to fold ; up. I walked up the hill to watch it all. It was so fascinating and ; yet I was so turned on by the whole thing. Her knees buckled and ; swished past one another as her feet wiggled and her toes flexed and ; curled. I could hear her moans and yips coming from down below. The ; tentacles around her didn't close all the way. The creature knew it ; had her. I watched her ass sink down into the fold. Her skin glistened ; with the gel. I noticed her struggles started to slow as her body was ; getting lowered. Inside the creature was probably busting out an extra ; amount of saliva to give her a good coating. Her thighs passed ; through, then her knees and calves, till finally her ankles were at ; the lips. Here the lips tightened as the tentacle holding her feet ; together let go. She was now suspended inside. I watched as the lips ; slowly loosened and let her slowly drop down. Veronica pointed her ; toes skyward and wiggled her feet for the last time. Her toes waved as ; her heels and soles slipped out of view. Then with a soft pop the lips ; closed over curled up toes and Veronica was gone forever.
; ; After watching this I knew what I had to do. I gathered every drop I ; could of the gel and headed back to the boat and civilization. Back at ; the original island I gave the medicine man a gallon jug of the gel ; and thanked him. Once I left I went home and sold the "Lust Gel", as ; it is now known as, and made enough money to make several trips back ; to the island with a fresh crop of nice young woman to feed it. This ; went on for months until I had enough money to buy the island and ; start an enterprise. Shortly after I went big, governments began to ; outlaw "Lust Gel" and I had to sell it on the black market. But that ; of course is another tale for another time.
; ; To be continued... ; ;