In the Valley of the Amazons Ch. 06

He pulled out slightly before pushing in again. He loved to fuck her mouth almost as much as she loved receiving, but not today. She pulled back and jumped onto the bed, pulling Harry over and between her legs. She moved the slimy cock into her slit and wrapped her legs around his butt. She used those strong legs to pull him into her. Sila looked up at Harry and wondered if he would consent to be her mate. They were together almost all the time either here in the house or in the baths. They played a lot, but they also worked together. They had been on patrol when they found the poachers and brought Paulo back.

Now she pushed up every time Harry drove his thick cock into her. Harry knew something about Sila that she didn't even realize herself—she was a rarity-able to have vaginal orgasms, and anal, too. Harry was 35 and single. He had dated a lot and hung out at a load of clubs back in the City. He fucked a different woman at least once a week so he knew how unusual and fortunate he was to find a woman who could cum just from having a hard cock in her. Rarer still was finding a woman who could cum from a cock in her ass. Damn! He loved this woman.

They moved together grinding into each other as their skin rubbed and mixed their sweat despite the coolness of the room. Their eyes were locked on each other as their breathing grew ragged and shallow as they came together—Sila squirting all over Harry, he drowning her tight cunt with his slick white juice. Harry fell onto his lover drained, but knowing that he'd be back in the saddle again in a few hours. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it.

CHAPTER 4

I woke the following morning with Hosi's breast in my mouth. I gnawed a bit as Hosi laughed, "I guess you liked my morning gift for you. I'm afraid that's all I can give you for now. We have a mission right after breakfast. She pulled me from the bed. We walked to get Kela and took her with us out to the toilets and baths. It was wonderful sitting in the cool flowing water from the river. From our position we could see the fresh pure water arcing into the fountain. We'd made quite a few improvements in our few years here in the valley. I just hoped they were enough.

We returned to the palace for breakfast—scrambled eggs and sliced tomatoes along with ketchup which Kevin had made from our gardens' tomatoes. I had to admit the meal was delicious. We dropped Kela off with Scott and Rini—a play date with her buddy Sama.

Hosi walked at a fast pace, determined to catch Tama and Gene at home. They both kneeled but Hosi motioned them up. "I wanted to see how you were doing this morning. I am really sorry, Gene if you were hurt or embarrassed yesterday. It is never my intention to hurt anyone in the tribe." Gene and Tama told her that they were both okay and that they attributed the whole situation to a misunderstanding.

"That is very kind of you—both of you. Now, Gene, I am told you wish to ask me something."

Gene began to shake, "Uh...yes, my Queen..uh, that is...I...I mean...I think...we...Oh, jeez what's wrong with me?"

Hosi giggled, but rested a hand on the nervous man's shoulder. "Gene, David has told me that lawyers are very good public speakers. Why are you having a problem? Would you like me to help you?" The bewildered Gene nodded, physically unable to respond. "Very well, then...Tama...Gene you have my permission. I hereby declare you to be mates. I will instruct Dennis to remove your implant, Tama. Would you like to have a child?"

"Oh, yes, my Queen," they replied simultaneously as they smiled, obviously relieved that Hosi had granted their unstated request. We all hugged and chatted amiably until Hosi decided we should leave. We went straight to the hospital to give Dennis the news about Tama. Hosi told me we could relax now; I steered her to the pool. We shed our clothes and walked into the cool water. A guard brought Kela and Sama. They ran into the water. I knew we didn't have to worry about them—they swam like fish. We relaxed until lunch then walked naked and dripping wet to the palace to eat. I had an important meeting shortly afterward.

Hosi and I met with Paulo and Harry's patrol team which included Paulo's twin lovers. I explained what I wanted to do. "Would you mind terribly if I threw up?" It was Harry and he was giving voice to everyone's feelings.

"Listen...I know it's disgusting, but I think it will help keep trespassers out. You did leave the bodies near that big ant hill, right?"

"Yes, I wondered why you wanted that, but now I understand. I just hope the ants are finished. I really don't want to tangle with them and the idea of picking up a skull with all that...stuff oozing out...ugh!" it was the leader of the team that had disposed of the bodies who had taken the initiative.

"OK, I know you are supposed to patrol tomorrow. That's when we'll look. Also, Paulo, I want to bring back as much steel as we can carry so you'll go in that direction toward your camp. Hosi is scheduling another twenty warriors to carry. I want you to be careful. Someone might be looking for the poachers by now. I don't want anyone here injured or worse. Everyone understand what we're going to do?" There were no questions so we adjourned until dawn tomorrow morning.

Hosi and I spent the afternoon relaxing. We went for a long leisurely walk up to the forges with Kela and Sama tagging along—running and playing tag and hide-and-seek. They were much better at hiding than I was at seeking although I'd have to be deaf not to hear their giggling every time I came near. That was always my cue to turn and walk in the other direction.

We took much longer to reach our destination, but my reward was a giant hug and a great big kiss from Kela who told me, "Funny...Daddy...I love you."

"I love you too, Dumpling." That was my pet name for her, although how I could call a warrior princess something as sappy as "Dumpling" was something I could never explain even to myself. I found what I was looking for—five old spears with bronze heads. They were strong enough for the task I had in mind. I took them in hand and we returned home. I held the spears on one shoulder, my other arm wrapped around my beloved as our daughter scampered with her friend.

The following morning came early. We were up before the sun had risen. I dressed and retrieved my gear from my knapsack in the corner. My web belt with the machete strapped around my waist, I grabbed a piece of fruit and walked out to the plaza where the patrol waited patiently. We walked out of the valley at a brisk pace and were soon in the jungle. I sent Paulo and the twenty warriors to the poachers' camp, reminding them to be careful. I had little reason to worry; these were seasoned warriors who could steal through the jungle without leaving a trace or strike down any threat with arrow or spear. Harry's party and I headed in the other direction.

We found the ant hill. It was hard to miss, being more than four feet high and roughly eight in diameter. The ants had done their work—the poachers' bodies had been completely consumed, leaving only the bare bones of the skeletons. I shook one of the skulls; it was still firmly attached to the neck and body by the cartilage. I severed the bond with the machete and moved to the next one.

Brave warriors all, they cringed at carrying the skulls. It was only the stern orders from their Queen that made them comply. We walked to the border of the tribe's property. I dug the old spears into the ground almost two feet so they wouldn't fall in the wind or rain. I jammed a skull on each spear. They would serve as a warning to any who came this way—the only way into the valley.

We turned and followed the other group, catching up with them in the poachers' camp. They had gathered all the steel—fenders and doors from their Land Rover, pieces of the cages, pots, pans, and assorted knives and other cutlery. We bagged up the small pieces and carried the large ones on our shoulders as we made our way back to the valley. On to the forges we walked carrying what seemed to be a ton of steel. We could make many daggers and sharp spear heads from this load and there was even more still in the broken camp. That would have to wait for another trip.

It was now afternoon and I had to rest before tomorrow's trip to the city. I would go in my "missionary" role to purchase some of the necessities we needed to survive. I often took Hosi with me, having promised to never again spend a night apart, however we had an infant, Davy, who required his mother's milk. Yes, Hosi had placed him with the Amazonian equivalent of a wet nurse on occasion, but this had proved to be less than satisfactory. On both occasions Davy had been extremely hungry the following day—he hadn't had anywhere near enough to eat. He needed Hosi's plump milk-filled breasts.

I decided to go alone. All the men were involved with one project or another, Sean with melting and forging the recovered steel into bars that could be used to manufacture daggers, knives, and swords; Kevin, with Gene and Harry, expanding the gardens and installing fences to keep the livestock out; Dennis, of course, with the hospital; and Paulo—well, Paulo had dates to inseminate three of the women. It was easier to go alone. I retrieved my chain and wooden cross from the shelf and headed down river.

I docked the boat and made arrangements for a room at the hotel before beginning my shopping excursion. I had a lengthy list to fill, including some tasty treats for the many children in the tribe. I had just returned from my second trip back to the boat when I was approached by a man. He looked to be maybe late twenties, tall and lanky, dressed in the most ragged t-shirt and shorts I'd seen in many years—black hair and a long wispy goatee.

I was on the defensive at first, expecting a robbery attempt or worse, but he was unusually polite and respectful, "Senhor," he began in Portuguese, "I have been told you are a missionary and that you live in the deep jungle with the savages." I nodded and he continued, "I am Benedito. I search for my...cousin. His name is Paulo. I am ashamed to tell you...his parents sold him to some bad men. I am sure they have hurt him. I try to buy him back—his family now has money-but I cannot find him. They went into jungle months ago and they not come back. I hear that you live in jungle. You know or hear of anyone like Paulo?"

I was taken aback; I didn't know what to say. How could I even be sure that this guy was Paulo's cousin? I didn't like the way he hesitated before saying "cousin" as though it was an afterthought. "I will return to the jungle tomorrow and I will check with the natives to see if we can learn anything. Are you staying here in the city?"

"Si, Senhor, I have job. I wash dishes and help in restaurant. It not much but I do not need much. I worry about Paulo."

"I will return in another month and I will bring whatever news I can get. How will I find you?"

"I come here every day at three o'clock. I am between shifts. No work until dinner." I agreed to meet him in exactly four weeks. By then I'd have confirmed his story. I finished my shopping, acting the role of the innocent missionary. I checked the reflection in a window of a store I entered; Benedito was speaking animatedly to a small group of hard looking men.

I finished my shopping and returned to the hotel. I showered and went out to dinner. There were restaurants in the city, but they weren't anything special. I picked one that looked clean and walked in; I was surprised to find Benedito bussing a table. I ordered and waited, enjoying a "chopp," a draft beer in local parlance, cold with the glass sweating in the humid evening. I enjoyed many of the local beers, especially Brahma, locally brewed and pretty good. I only drank occasionally and primarily in the city. There was wine in the valley and I enjoyed it occasionally, but there was nothing like a nice cold draft—a "chopp!"

I ate a decent steak and drank another Brahma before returning for a boring night of watching TV. I already missed my Hosi and my children. I went to bed early, falling asleep almost immediately, and woke early for the return up river. I docked the boat and had the goods lifted up to the village. Then I had an errand. I could hear the grunting as I approached Paulo's house. He was taking his reproductive duties seriously. I could see him plowing a tribeswoman's cunt with his long thick tool. His partner's legs were wrapped around his neck, his cock burying itself deep into her cunt with every thrust. She looked over toward me, "Oh, hi David...I think we'll be done soon...oohhhh, I don't want it to end...oohhh, I don't, but...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...unnnggghhh! She came hard and Paulo followed only seconds later. She moved her legs down to his waist and held him inside her for another ten minutes.

"Paulo, I need to speak with you. No...stay where you are. It looks like you're having so much fun and I'll bet it's a lot better IN there than OUT. Do you know someone named Benedito...late twenties...tall and thin, funny looking goatee?"

"Mother of God! He is the leader of the group that bought me from my parents. I pray you did not tell him I was here!"

"Not to worry...he tried to tell me he was your cousin and that your family now had money to buy you back."

"Ha! What a lie. My parents could never get that much money. They are barely surviving. Can you tell me what happened?" He extricated himself from his lover, pulling his slimy cock from her vagina. She rose and kissed him before kneeling to clean his organ and pull the last few drops of semen into her mouth.

"Is this 'duty' or 'recreation'? You two seem to be having an awfully good time together."

"David, I think you know Lina, one of the twins who have taken me in." I looked closer in the dim light. Yes, it definitely was Lina...or was it Lita? I never could tell the two of them apart. Just then I heard another voice from the rear of the house, "Hi, David what brings you all the way out here? I would have thought you'd be home with Hosi by now. Did you have a good trip?"

I explained all about the trip and meeting Benedito. I suggested we meet tomorrow to plan a strategy. I was afraid these men might be a threat. I kissed the twins good-bye and trotted off to my Hosi. I walked into the throne room, but it was empty. I looked in the dining hall; it too was vacant. I walked into our quarters to change out of my filthy sweat-laden clothes; Hosi was there reclining on our bed, "What took you so long? I've been waiting here ever since you were reported back."

I leaned down to kiss her and explained what had happened. She tugged at my clothing, opening my belt and dropping my shorts. "I'm filthy," I told her. "I've been sweating all the way up the river."

"I don't care...I missed you all last night and today. I need you inside of me and I need you now." What could I do? I certainly couldn't disobey the Queen. I'd have to make the sacrifice and give my body to her. I stripped off my shirt and fell next to her. She pulled me to her lush body, wrapping a leg over me as we embraced and fell into the most delicious kiss. Hosi's tongue entered my mouth, enfolding itself around mine as she teased me and prepared me for what was to come.

I always marveled at the sensation of Hosi's body. How one with such powerful muscles could have skin that was so soft and smooth amazed me. There were few things that I enjoyed more than running my hands over her back and hips and, well...everything. She was impatient today, showing how much she did miss me last night. We made love every single day...usually multiple times.

Hosi rolled me onto my back. I put my hands behind my head; it was obvious that this was going to be her show. She ran my erect phallus up and down her slit several times until she was ready. She was wet and slick; I oozed pre-cum; I entered her easily and suddenly I was enveloped in her warmth. I could feel the heat of her core and I was lost to the world. Hosi was my life—everything else had vanished...disappeared. She was my world...my universe.

I began to thrust. We met each other, slowly at first, but faster with every second. In no time we were fucking like rabbits. Her sweat dripped from her nipples onto my chest. Suddenly, she leaned down and we kissed again. I could feel the tension in her lips disappear as her body prepared for her orgasm. She began to shake just a little as she neared the edge and then she was over. Her body was smothered in a massive spasm of ecstasy.

Exhausted she may have been, but she continued to move with me until I felt a torrent of magma erupt from my cock into her tight cunt. I felt like a volcano, so massive was my ejacuation. I pulled her to me as we rested. I could have stayed there all night, resting with my love in my arms, but we were interrupted by my other love. Kela ran in yelling, "Daddy...daddy!" I withdrew from Hosi as I reached down to hug and kiss my beautiful daughter. She reminded me of another job I had to do. I shrugged on my shorts and a pair of sandals, grabbed my bag of sweets and walked with Kela to the plaza. I had the guard ring the bell once—the signal that I had candy for the children. Everyone who could walk or crawl found their way to the plaza, some still dripping wet from the baths or the pool. I gave each five pieces of salt water taffy—peppermint, strawberry, cherry, grape, and chocolate. I made sure they knew to throw out the paper wrappers responsibly. We burned them along with other combustible garbage. To avoid detection we only burnt in the middle of the night and only under the strictest supervision.

Hosi and I ate our dinner and retired to our rooms. I began to prepare for bed, but Hosi stopped me. I could see the wheels turning in her head. "What trouble are you brewing now," I asked.

"Well...I was thinking..." I knew this was going to be a disaster. I could tell just by the tone of her voice. "If we can't get the men to tell us, we could go and find out for ourselves."

"What you mean is...spy on them...absolutely not! If you thought they were upset about talking just imagine what would happen if we were caught peeking in some window. No, Hosi...not a good idea...in fact, terrible." I stripped and climbed into bed. Reluctantly, Hosi joined me a few minutes later.

CHAPTER 5

There was a big group meeting with us in the dining hall the following morning. Hosi, of course, chaired the meeting, but she turned the reins over to me—I had met Benedito and I had seen the group of hard cases he was with. I was especially careful on the way back upriver even going so far as to pass the tributary and double back to make sure I wasn't followed.

"I need to explain about what may be a new threat to our safety," I began looking out over the group of men and warrior leaders. I explained my meeting with Benedito and his interest in finding Paulo and his men. I described the others he had met with once I returned to my shopping. I could see the agitation in Paulo's face so I asked him to speak.

"This Benedito is the devil for sure. He is the cruelest man I have ever met." He removed his shirt and pants then turned around to emphasize his point. His lower back and butt were covered with scars from severe whippings and burns from cigars. Lina hugged him to her body in an effort to console him. He showed us his fingers. Several were bent and crooked. "He broke them just for the fun of it. Also," he continued, "he is very stubborn. He will never give up until he finds his men...and me. I have never feared anyone as much as I fear him."

I thought for a few minutes before commenting, "OK, if he wants to find his men, why don't we help him? Here's what I'm thinking..." There were several comments and a few suggestions which made the plan stronger. We began with our preparations as soon as we broke up.