Elizabeth gasped as a stab of pain shot through her body. She doubled over, nearly falling to the floor.
The floor looked stained and dirty, but Elizabeth leaned against the wall and slowly lowered herself down into a sitting position, her legs splayed out in front of her. Her body seized with pain again as she felt an overwhelming need to push whatever was inside of her belly out.
Between the contractions, she struggled and wiggled out of her pants. Her swollen belly blocked the view of anything between her legs, but she reached down, feeling something wet dripping out of her. Bringing her hand up, Elizabeth's fingers were covered in a reddish-green mucusy fluid.
Someone was pounding on the door, speaking in panicked Portuguese. The noises didn't even register.
As another shock of pain rocked her body, she grabbed her belly, baring down with her muscles. Whatever was inside her, she needed to get it out—her life depended on it. As the pain rolled away again, it flashed back immediately, even stronger that before.
Crying out, she felt lightheaded, the room tinted in green for a moment before her vision went black.
***
Rick and Kaycee's jungle adventure (as Rick kept referring to it, soliciting eye-rolls from Kaycee) was led by their two guides, Emilio in the cowboy hat and Gomez with the striped shirt, who were waiting next to their white van at the resort entrance. The other two couples signed up for the trip were already in the van: a pair of newlyweds named Tammy and Kyle and a bronzed gay couple, Dale and Connor, who kept taking pictures of themselves with their phones and laughing.
Rick and Kaycee climbed into the furthest back seat and then the group was on their way.
"This better be fun," Kaycee said, as she pouted and stared out the window, watching as the edge of the rainforest grew closer.
"Of course it will be fun. How many of your friends can say they've hiked in the rainforest? Hm?"
She arched her eyebrow and scoffed. "That's not the kind of thing that impresses my friends."
Rick sighed and folding his arms over his chest. He was done trying to talk her into it. She was already in the van—there was no use arguing about it.
The ride to the rainforest took a little more than an hour, the van driving through small towns that lacked the ritzy glamour of their resort hotel. Tammy leaned against the window, snapping photos of the locals as they drove past, her long braid of black hair swinging behind her back.
Eventually they pulled away from the town, driving down a dusty road towards the sharp edge of green bordering the rainforest. Soon the van slowed, pulling into a narrower and rockier road leading into the forest.
After a few minutes, the van pulled to a stop just before the road ended and they were fully surrounded by trees and wilderness. As they unloaded from the van and pulled on their packs, Kaycee spotted a well worn trail snaking off through the trees, yellow markers everyone hundred feet or more. She smirked as she adjusted the straps on her backpack. So much for Rick's awesome jungle adventure. Theirs was a tourist's route: predictable and safe.
"All right everyone," Emilio said in his heavily accented English. "Are we ready?"
The gay couple cheered their enthusiasm as the newlyweds nodded. Rick pumped his fist in the air and then nudged Kaycee. She shook her head and then fell in line as the other couples followed Emilio down the path. Rick quickly ran to catch up with her, Gomez taking up the rear.
As they walked, Emilio would twist his neck back over his shoulder so he could shout at the group, pointing out various plants and brightly colored birds. The trees were huge, with thick trunks that seemed to stretch up to infinity, their roots decorated with fragrant flowers and neon frogs.
Rick eventually took his place in front of Kaycee, his head turning back and forth constantly, trying to take in every interesting sight around him. Occasionally he would turn around, walking backwards and saying, "Isn't this great?" Kaycee would return a sarcastic smile until he tuned back around.
The hike itself wasn't too bad, but it was muggy, and Kaycee was hot under her long pants. She just wanted to get back to the resort, strip down and dive in the pool.
As they walked, the other couples chatted, responding to the guides' observations of the wildlife around them. Kaycee just stared at the ground, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other, each step a step closer to returning to the resort.
She looked up when the sound of running water grew louder and she realized they were approaching a waterfall. The guides slowed, leading them off the main path, the tourists struggling to climb over unwieldy plants, until they burst into a clearing where the waterfall poured into a cool, clear stream.
"Break for lunch," Gomez said, hitching his pack off his back and taking a seat on the bank of the stream.
As Kaycee reached to pull her own backpack off, Rick took her hand gently and tugged her towards him.
"Is it all right if we explore a little?" he asked.
The guides looked at each other, Gomez muttering something in Portuguese.
Emilio squinted and nodded. "Twenty minutes. Do not leave the stream."
"We won't," Rick said, before tugging Kaycee along behind him.
"What are you doing?" she hissed, keeping her voice low. "Maybe I'd like to take this chance to rest—you ever think about that?"
"Sure." He gave her a mischievous smile before glancing back over his shoulder. "But I thought maybe we'd take a different kind of break."
"Rick, you better tell me what you're up to before I turn around and go back."
"Oh!" he said, suddenly switching directions, veering a little from the stream and heading for a thick tree.
Kaycee paused for a moment, looking down at the stream, the only thing preventing them from accidentally getting lost from the rest of their group, then followed after him.
The tree was so big around that when they stood on the other side of it, the rest of their hiking group couldn't see them. Rick dropped his pack on the ground and leaned against the tree, his thumb hooked in the waist of his pants.
"What are you doing?" Kaycee asked, her hands on her hips.
"Remember how you told me once that you wanted to do it in public?"
Kaycee scoffed and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Here's your chance."
She looked around and shook her head. "No, not happening."
"Fine. But maybe you could do a little something for me." Rick reached for his belt, slowly unbuckling it. "It's my turn, remember?"
Kaycee leaned back, looking through the trees and the plants to where the rest of their group was resting by the waterfall. She could see their movements through the foliage, but she couldn't hear them.
"Hmm?" Rick unbuttoned his pants.
Kaycee didn't want to admit it, but the idea of blowing him right there in the middle of the rainforest certainly turned her on. She didn't want to give in though; he'd forced her to go on this awful hike.
"What do I get out of it?"
Rick's smile dropped. Did he really think it would be that easy?
"What do you want?" he asked.
"A spa package. All day tomorrow."
He sighed. "You know I don't have money laying around for stuff like that."
"Cancel whatever 'adventure' you have planned for tomorrow, and schedule a massage for me at the spa." Kaycee kept her arms folded—she wouldn't budge on this.
"It better be one hell of a blow job then."
Kaycee smiled, and slowly walked toward him. "Oh, it will be worthy of a jungle adventure," she said, licking her lips.
"I hope so." He grabbed her suddenly, pulling her close and kissing her. As Kaycee's mouth opened, welcoming Rick's hungry tongue, he relished in how the soft curves of her body pressed against his toned stomach.
She pulled away from him, her fingers trailing down his body to his pants. She unzipped him and pushed his pants down, noticing the erection growing inside his plaid boxers. By the time she worked his underwear down he was rock ha
rd, his long thick cock springing into view.
"You're ready to go," Kaycee said with a wink before kneeling down in front of him. "We'll have to make this quick."
"Not too quick—" Rick gasped as her lips wrapped around the head of his dick, sucking just the tip.
She pulled away and smiled. "What was that?" she asked, slowly stroking his cock, wetting his shaft with his precum.
He shrugged, his eyes locked on her, waiting to see what she'd do next.
Kaycee leaned forward, continually stroking his shaft as she sucked his head, licking and slurping, turned on by the fact that she was putting on a show for all of the creatures of the rainforest.
Rick grabbed the tree trunk, his fingers digging in to the bark as he tried to muffle any moans daring to escape his lips.
Letting her hand move down to his balls, she slid Rick's dick all the way in until his head hit the back of her throat. He couldn't contain his moaning.
"Shit, Kaycee," he said as she slid his cock out of her mouth, her tongue running along the underside of it, before she deep-throated him again. Her mouth felt heavenly: a warm, wet pleasure machine.
She picked up the pace, Rick grabbing her ponytail and gently moving her in the rhythm he liked. As she stroked his shaft again and tickled his balls, Kaycee knew she had him right where she wanted him. He was close to the edge—hyper-horny because of their little jungle extrusion, but she would be the one to decide when he'd come.
So she slowed down again, licking his head like a dripping ice cream cone, slurping and sucking his tangy juices.
Rick shook his head. "Don't tease me."
Pulling away completely, Kaycee sat back on her heels, working his hard rod with her hand. She winked, then puckered her lips in a kiss.
"We're on a time limit here," he said through gritted teeth. He jumped as she teased his taint with her thumb.
"Maybe we should stop then." She dropped her hands to her sides. "Let's go back and join the group." She made like she was going to stand up.
"No, no, no!" Rick pleaded, reaching to stop her.
"Ah, I see." She shot him a devilish smile before grabbing his cock and plunging it in her hungry mouth again.
Kaycee took full control this time, leaving him to moan and wiggle under her touch. Sucking his head and working the shaft with her hands, she could tell he was getting close, losing his inhibitions as he bucked his hips, trying to fuck her mouth. She held him steady, slipping a finger along his taint to tease his asshole. He moaned loud enough to make a bird flutter in the branches above them.
Rick shot his load into the back of his girlfriend's throat, as she sucked down every last drop. The release sent waves of orgasm through his body. As he stopped shuddering with pleasure, Kaycee sat back on her heels, looking up at him expectantly as she wiped off the corner of her mouth with her fingertips.
"Oh man," Rick said, letting his head fall back against the tree as he closed his eyes for a moment. "That was amazing."
She grinned, realizing now how turned on she was. Her panties were damp and she was interested in getting a little more frisky—even out in this god-forsaken jungle.
"Hey! Hey, you two," a voice called from back at the waterfall. "Where are you?"
"Sounds like it's time to go," Kaycee said, reluctantly standing up and brushing the dirt off the knees of her pants.
Rick hurried to pull his pants up and fasten his belt again. He grabbed Kaycee, pulling her into a long kiss until they heard their group yelling again. The couple grabbed their packs and ran back to the waterfall
When they reached their hiking group, everyone else was already waiting and ready to go. As soon as they were in sight, Emilio started leading the group back through the trees to the path.
"How much longer?" Kaycee asked Gomez.
"Half way."
She frowned and took her place in line. Now she wished she'd had a little more to eat than Rick's hot load. Soon she fell into the normal pace of watching her feet on trail.
Suddenly, something hit Kaycee's head. She looked up, touching her hair, wondering if a stick or a bit of something fell from the treetops above. Her hair felt a little wet. Looking at her hand she was relieved to see her fingers were clean and some exotic bird hadn't taken a shit on her head.
She looked up again, squinting at the tree tops, wondering what was dripping on her. Another drop splatted against her forehead.
"Guys," she said, stopping. "I think it's starting to rain."
The guides said something to each other in Portuguese, then Emilio shook his head. "No. Just drips from the leaves. Just water. Vamos." He waved for them to follow, but Kaycee stayed put, her head craned upwards.
Suddenly the beams of light filtering through the tree branches above went dark. The rain started, falling in hard cold sheets.
Kaycee closed her eyes, feeling a momentary relief from the heat and humidity.
The other couples in their group screamed in surprise, yelling at the guides about umbrellas.
"It will pass! It will pass!" Gomez yelled.
Everyone scrambled, trying to find cover out of the worst of the rain, but there weren't many dry spots to be found.
"Let's go back!" Kaycee shouted to Rick. He turned to the guides, who were trying to calm the other couples and keep them from darting off into the jungle.
"Yes, please!" Connor said, heading back in the direction they originally came from. "Hike's over!"
"No, no!" Gomez hurried after him, as the other guide tried to herd together the other couples.
"Let's go back!" Kaycee said again. Rick nodded this time, holding his arm up to prevent the rain from getting into his eyes.
They followed the path back towards the van, hurrying along to catch up with Gomez and Connor. Kaycee glanced over her shoulder and saw the others of her group following behind, Emilio in the rear, cursing in Portuguese.
It felt like the rain was letting up, but she didn't want to say anything that would dissuade the group from ending their hike. She kept running after Rick, who seemed to be getting further and further away from her.
Just as the rain started to really clear, the toe of Kaycee's shoe caught on a root, sending her sprawling forward into a deep pit of mud. As the pain and shock of the fall wore off, she slowly pushed herself up, Rick hurrying to her side to help her.
"Oh my god. Are you okay?" he asked. His eyes were wide.
"I, uh—" Kaycee wasn't feeling any pain, but she could feel the cold sticky mud everywhere. Her arms and hands were covered and she could feel it caked on her face. She looked like a mud monster.
The rest of the group gathered around as she sat up and tried to wipe the mud off of her arms. Dale covered his mouth in shock as he stared at her.
The rain dissipated to a few random drips from the leaves above, the storm over and the jungle returning to its normal sounds and activities. The guides spoke to each other, both of their eyes locked on Kaycee. Rick found a handkerchief in his backpack and gave it to Kaycee, who started wiping the mud off of her face, inevitably leaving behind streaks of grime on her cheeks and forehead.
"Continue the hike now?" Emilio asked, looking around at the group.
Everyone turned and looked at him, their eyes wide.
"Are you kidding?" Rick asked, as he helped Kaycee to her feet.
"Seriously," Dale said. "This hike is so over."
The guides talked to each other again and then one of them nodded.
"Back to the car," he said, taking the lead again.
Everyone fell into a single file line except for Kaycee and Rick.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked softly.
"I'm not hurt," Kaycee spat. "Just humiliated and dirty. Let's get out of here." She twisted out of his grip and followed after the group.
They all completed the hike back in silence. When they arrived at the van, the couple started loading in, but Kaycee stood to the side. Her clothes were caked in slowly drying mud. Gomez produced a cheap pla
stic rain poncho from a box in the back of the van (to the groans of the hikers) and spread it out over Kaycee's seat.
The group rode mostly in silence, until suddenly Dale leaned forward to between the front seats where the guides sat.
"I need to stop."
"No," Emilio shook his head. "Back to the resort."
"No, I need to stop now. I need to use the bathroom."
"No. Not authorized."
"Listen, sir," Dale said, his tone growing sarcastic and angry, "you better find me a place to stop with a functioning bathroom or I will piss on the floor right now."
The guides looked at each other and then Gomez, in the passenger seat, nodded. "Five minutes." He turned and shot Dale a look that silenced him.
Soon they pulled into a small commercial area with a fruit store and a bus parked outside a bus station. The van pulled to a stop behind the bus.
Dale was the first out of the van, rushing into the station before the engine was even turned off. Everyone else unloaded, the rest of the group loitering under the awning outside the bus station.
Kaycee plopped her backpack on the ground, unzipping it to search for anything useful inside. She shuffled aside bug spray but found her own handkerchief which was as clean and pristine as when she packed it.
"I'm going to try to clean up," she said to Rick, pointing to her bag on the ground. "Watch my stuff."
"Okay." He leaned forward as if to kiss her, then pulled away and just patted her on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about the mess. We'll order room service tonight, okay?"
She raised her eyebrow. "Room service will hardly cover this."
Kaycee walked toward the station door when Dale burst out, jumping from one foot to the other.
"Some bitch locked herself in the bathroom," he said, pushing past Kaycee, a bit of mud smearing onto his shoulder. He ran across the street to the market. Kaycee sighed and followed after him.
The market was mostly quiet, a fan humming in the corner, the man behind the counter leaning back in his chair. He looked like he was asleep, but he opened his eyes briefly to examine Kaycee.
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