Big Bang Theory-Zangen In Brazil

"Holy fuck," Bernadette squealed as the chief began to fuck her tiny body. As Penny watched, it seemed impossible that a cock that size could fit inside Bernie's pussy. It was like one of Howard's cheesy magic tricks as the massive pole disappeared and then reappeared from her slit. "Yessss...yessss," Bernadette screamed as the monstrous cock drilled in and out of her, "stretch my fucking cunt." It truly was amazing as Penny stared at the huge brown log sliding in and out of Bernadette's hole as her long lips gripped it tightly. Her oversized tits had drooped down the sides of her chest and were flopping around like giant water balloons, slapping against her skin.

The chief roughly grabbed Bernadette's fleshy tits in his hands as if looking for a handle to hang on to, his body stiffened, and he began to blow his second load all the way up her tunnel. "Oh fuck...oh fuck," Bernadette yelled as her body convulsed and Penny watched as his cum leaked out around his thick shaft and drooled down between Bernie's large ass cheeks. She couldn't believe he could cum that much ten minutes after fucking her. "Yesss...yesss," Bernie gasped as he continued to pump into her, "fill my fucking cunt with your big fucking dick." When he finally stopped thrusting, Bernadette called out to Penny: "I have to get Howie some of that cream."

Penny wanted to say: "yeah, but he'll still be Howard," but she didn't. When the chief pulled out of Bernadette; he stood up and raised his arms overhead in a triumphant gesture. Penny wondered if it was some sort of fertility ritual. When he stood, she couldn't help but notice that his erection had not shrank one bit. As he put his arms down, he grunted some command and the other tribesmen formed two lines; one between each girls' legs. Without any further ado, the first native in line kneeled between Penny's silky thighs, ran his hands up and down her legs like he had never felt anything so smooth before, and then pushed his giant crown between her still open slit. This native was "only" fourteen inches long, but might have been even fatter than the chief.

As he paused momentarily, she couldn't help but think that this was going to be the ultimate gang-bang. Placing his hands on the blanket on either side of her perfect nude body, the native lunged forward and buried all fourteen inches up her pussy. As her hole stretched all over again, Penny realized that now there was a fresh smear of salve inside her and her pussy was on fire. The tribesman began to fuck her hard and fast, his monstrous log spreading her slit. Her tunnel had never been stretched so wide and Penny's body thrashed under him as he touched every nerve in her vaginal wall. Giving no thought to the language barrier, she encouraged him: "fuck me...fuck me...I love your fucking cock." Glancing over, she could see that Bernadette was receiving the same treatment.

The sensation, enhanced by the salve, was incredible as the gigantic cock drilled in and out of her inflamed pussy. With each thrust the tribesman stretched her tunnel even wider and Penny screamed: "fuck me...fuck me...fuck my cunt...oh my God I love being fucked." The tribesman was scraping every nerve inside her hole and Penny's naked body squirmed and strained against her bonds. She craved to be able to squeeze and maul her wonderful tits. Penny could hear Bernadette screaming in ecstasy and it seemed to turn her on even more as she looked down and watched the gigantic pole spread her slit. She had always wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by a giant cock, and now she knew: it was wonderful.

Suddenly she felt his shaft begin to twitch inside her and once again she was flooded with a copious load of cum. He immediately withdrew and within seconds, another monstrous shaft was stuffed up her hole. She noticed that as soon as they were done fucking her, they got in line for Bernadette; and vice versa. Another thing she noted was that none of the pricks had become flaccid. Every time a new pole was shoved up inside her, a fresh dab of salve was smeared along her tunnel inciting and inflaming her vaginal walls. Every invader was at least twelve inches long and they gave Penny no time to relax between sessions. Cock after cock after cock was shoved up her pussy and Penny could feel a puddle of cum under her round ass cheeks.

She lost track of how many times she had been fucked and wanted to rest, or take a nap, but with each fresh coating of salve, it aroused her again and she begged them to continue: "fuck me...fuck me...fuck my fucking cunt." After about the tenth native had spread her slit, they realized she was literally becoming stretched out, so they changed tactics. Two natives, each with fourteen inch shafts, kneeled between her smooth thighs and presented their crowns against her opening. Dazed with arousal at this point, Penny finally realized what their intention was and actually encouraged them: "fuck me...stretch me with those big brown cocks." Not having a clue what she was yelling, they lunged forward and forced both their giant shafts up into her juicy pussy.

Feeling her hole being stretched beyond imagination, Penny screeched: "oh God...oh God...oh God...I love your fucking cocks...stretch my fucking cunt." Her magnificent nude body convulsed and thrashed as they jammed their huge pricks up into her belly. It felt like someone was shoving a two-liter bottle of soda up her tunnel and all she wanted was more. "Oh my God, that feels so fucking good. I love being fucked," she moaned as she thrust her groin upward to meet their thrusts. Never had her pussy been so completely stuffed, as they began to fuck her in unison; their massive pricks acting as one. It was as if she was in a constant state of orgasm as they stimulated every inch of her vagina; scrapping her clit and g-spot simultaneously with every thrust. "Holy fucking crap," she moaned, "fuck my cunt."

Every time a pair of natives blew their loads inside her, another pair would take their place. While they were rotating, it occurred to Penny that not one of the tribesmen had shown any interest in her perfect ass, or her magnificent tits. The only time they even touched her breasts was when they were holding on. Given the size of their pricks, she was grateful that anal sex had not been part of the equation; but she did like to have her tits played with, and missed it. There was no technique, just wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am; treatment she had been used to until she met Leonard. Not one of the natives had lost his erection, no matter how many times they ejaculated, and they just kept getting back in line to fuck the beautiful blond girls.

Penny lost track of how many times they fucked her; how many cocks had penetrated her cunt, or how many loads of cum they had deposited inside her. She remembered looking over at Bernadette and seeing that she had passed out, probably from exhaustion, and they were still fucking her...two at a time. Knowing she should feel like a slut, Penny had to admit to herself that there was no better feeling in the world than having her cunt filled with hard cock. She had to admit that there were worse ways to "take one for the company." As two more foot long poles were thrust up inside her, she lost consciousness.

As soon as the morning sun broke through the leafy ceiling of the jungle, Joe Carson discovered that the girls were missing. Searching for clues, one of the native guides found a blowpipe dart near the latrine and the gravity of the situation became clear. Assuming the dart was tipped with curare, a search party was launched immediately and one of the trackers picked up a faint trail. Following the trail through the woods, they eventually came upon the Mamua village. Sitting in the center of the village, on a mat of weaved fronds, were the two gorgeous blonds, wearing just their underwear and leaning back to back in a deep sleep. Apparently the natives had kept their shirts as souvenirs. The two girls had been cleaned up and appeared to be at peace.

Completely abandoned, all the huts were empty and the only hint that it had been recently occupied was a tiny wisp of smoke from a damp campfire. Carson shook them awake and the first words out of Bernadette's mouth were: "where are we...and where the Hell are our clothes?"

Carson replied: "you're in the Mamua village; and I was hoping YOU could fill US in on the details."

"The last thing I remember was being at the latrine in camp," Penny told them. Bernadette nodded in the affirmative.

"Well we found a blowpipe dart near the latrine," Carson told them, "so they must have drugged you and brought you here. I guess we'll never know why. Obviously they're gone; they sometimes relocate if they feel threatened and the only trail there is a trace of is the one we took to get here. We'll never find them. Let's get you back to camp."

As they were walking, somewhat gingerly, back to camp Bernadette whispered to Penny: "I don't remember anything but I know one thing...my pussy is sore as Hell."

Penny agreed: "holy crap mine too. It must have been a helluva night...I wish I could remember."

Bernadette snidely remarked: "well it's probably not the first time that's happened to you." Penny resented the nasty remark but had to admit to herself that it was true.

When they got back to camp, Carson used the satellite phone and Zangen attempted to use thermal satellite imaging to locate the Mamua village, but because of the dense jungle tree umbrella; it was futile. There would be no billion dollar contract; no enormous bonus, and the expedition was deemed a failure. Back in his Pasadena office, Henry Kimball (Hank, to his friends) pounded his desk in anger. The truth was he had anticipated the Mamua abducting the two sexy blonds; he had sent them as a sort of sacrifice. He assumed they would be so grateful that a contract would be inevitable. Unexpectedly they had fled instead of cooperating with Zangen. Now he wished he had at least gotten some video of the encounter instead of coming away completely empty-handed.

The first thing Penny did when they landed in Manaus and there was a cell phone signal, was to Google the side effects of curare. It was, of course, a paralyzing agent; but the listed possible side effects were decreased inhibitions and amnesia. It all depended on the dosage. By the time they returned to LAX, she was finally able to walk without being bow-legged.

(Thanks for reading my story. It's certainly not perfect, but I hope you enjoyed it.

The premise for this story was suggested by my friend lamo469. Thanks Lamont; I hope I did justice to your suggestion.)