Hot box – Chap 2 – The Lost City

Free sex stories: Hot box – Chap 2 – The Lost City

One of the nice things about have a rather “liberal” girlfriend is all of the nice little perks that come along with them. For example, it was still our sophomore year at college and Mandy and I had just finished one of our marathon sex sessions. It really was cool being able to spend so much time inside her. And I know that I will never ever forget what she feels like.

The only complaint that I might have had is that it left me so drained of energy. After cumming in her 5 or 6 times in one evening over a 4 hour stretch of some really vigorous intercourse, it becomes a necessity to eat a lot of food and get some sleep; usually in that order. As we lay there in the bed with our legs intertwined and just enjoying the afterglow Mandy suddenly propped herself up on one elbow and looked me in the face.

“You do know that you can fuck me whenever you want,” she said as she swirled her finger around in the hair on my chest.

“I know,” I said as I brought my right hand up and patted her on the back of her head. “Why? Do you want some more?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Maybe…after I go and drain,” she said with a smile. “But that’s not what I mean. I mean that if you wake up in the middle of the night and have a stiffy, by all means help yourself. I won’t mind at all.” Then she playfully plucked one of the hairs out of my chest. “You read me?!” she reiterated as she grasped a large pinch full of the hairs over my left nipple and gave a gentle tug.

“So I have free, unrestricted access to your hoochie coo,” I said as I reached between her legs to find her box overflowing with cum. “Is that right?”

“If it feels good to you or makes you feel good doing it,” she said with that wicked little grin on her face, “then I am game for anything.”

That’s the kind of things I grew accustomed to with Mandy. And I never had the slightest question in my mind that she was 100% exclusive with me. In short, I was the only one tapping her well. And I was completely happy with who I was with as well, so I saw no foreseeable change in the venue anytime soon.

One evening I came back to her apartment a little late after a lengthy team meeting. (I guess I should just call it our apartment plus Cameron because I hadn’t been back to my place in weeks and most of my clothes were already there) Cameron was sound asleep in the living room with some chick flick still playing quietly on the big TV and her hands stuffed down her panties. Sometimes I wondered just who was the hornier of the two, her or Mandy, because they both seemed to be insatiable.

At the entrance to Mandy’s bedroom I was greeted with an all too familiar sight. Mandy was on her back with the blankets in total disarray. She was only partially covered from her waist to her shoulder with her left breast shining bright in the dim light and her spread legs aimed in my direction. TOING!! Instant boner.

Now I was going to take Mandy up on her offer of sex anytime I wanted it just to see what would happen. After stripping off everything I climbed up onto the bed and just inserted myself into her, not worrying about subtitles. It took a few attempts and many short in’s and out’s before I was sliding in and out of her with long deep strokes. The first time I was able to fully burry my cock in her Mandy began to stir, stretching her arms and legs outward in a spread eagle fashion before her eyes slowly blinked open.

“Mmmmmm yea,” she hummed before she brought her hands down to my hips and gently grasped hold of me. “That’s how to get woke up!”

“Sorry sweetie,” I said as I continued digging a trench through her groin, “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“Oh no,” she said as she dug her fingers into my ass and spread her legs a little wider, “It’s a hell of a lot nicer than waking up with Cameron fucking me with a bottle or something.”

“Really,” I said as I suddenly pulled my cock out from her steamy depths and moved up her torso to stuff my meat into her mouth. “I didn’t think it would make too much of a difference for you,” I said as I watched Mandy work her mouth up and down my shaft, leaving it nice and clean. After about 7 or 8 strokes in her mouth I pulled back and moved back down between her legs, stuffing myself back inside her only to start digging into her again at the same pace I had been before.

“Well it does matter,” she said as she shifted herself to the side a bit to get more comfortable. “Bottles and toys are fun in their own right,” she said as she rolled her hips upward a bit to get me to dig deeper into her. “But there is nothing that can replace having a man that you care about up inside you,” and with that said she licked her lips and gave me a playful slap on the ass. “That hard man between my legs is what really gets my motor running!”

No sooner had she said this when I pulled back out of her and moved back up toward her mouth. Mandy readily opened her mouth and began sucking my cock clean again as I looked down at my beauty. “Why thank you honey,” I said as I pumped my hips forward and back a little to give her a bit of a hand. To be dead honest about things I was actually enjoying having Mandy suck her own juice off my cock. I don’t know why because it never really was a noteworthy point before. But for tonight it was mashing all of my buttons, just like leaning forward onto your keyboard.

Mandy managed to get a few more strokes with her mouth before I pulled back out and dove into her hot box again. She had a bit of a puzzled look this time, but that was quickly brushed aside by my powerful strokes. I don’t know what it was about her that evening but Mandy just seemed to feel better in every aspect of everything. She felt tighter, and warmer, and softer, and just all over more delicious than any other time I had been with her. When I pulled out of her pussy this time and started to head up toward her mouth she stopped me about mid torso. “Ok,” she said as she locked her right hand around my cock, “Make up your mind, where do you want to cum?”

That question was answered about 80 million years ago when the first caveman got him some cave nugg. I looked down at Mandy and instantly moved back between her legs, allowing her to guide me right back in to her steamy depths. As soon as my cock bottomed out I began pumping in and out of her with determination. “Oh,” she said as she braced herself against my harder thrusts, “you want to cum inside me.”

“Uh huh,” I grunted as I continued driving into her with ever increasingly hard strokes.

Mandy then placed the bottoms of both her feet on the mattress and lifted her hips upward, spreading her legs and offering her pussy to me. “Ok,” she said as she brought both of her hands to her breasts and began pinching her nipples.

I don’t know if she had planned this out before hand while she was having a coffee somewhere or if this was just a spur of the moment thing because Mandy held perfectly still for the longest time, allowing me to completely satisfy myself with the pleasures of her body. And when I did finally cum, it was complete. Mandy pinched her nipples hard between her fingers and bit her bottom lip while I drained my balls into her.

“Oh yea,” she hissed quietly between her clenched teeth, “I can feel it squirting into me.”

I ran both of my arms up her back and grasped ahold of her shoulders on either side of her neck. As I leaned backward on my knees I pulled her down hard onto me while I sat her up. She had no way of getting away now. She was going to stay fully embedded on my cock with her legs spread wide until I was satisfied that she had been there long enough.

“You know what?” she half asked half stated as she brought her hands down to the pit of her stomach and gently caressed the soft smooth skin above where my cock was incased inside her. “If you could cum in me just a little bit harder,” she said with a playful grin on her face. ”I might actually be able to feel it hitting the top of my head!”

“You say the nicest things.” I responded just before giving her a kiss.

Our trek through the southern Mexican rainforest was actually going better than I thought it would have. We were pretty much on track for the time we had estimated to be in the jungle, Mandy already had the find of a lifetime just out of being a little clumsy, and neither one of us had an unstoppable case of the shits yet. It really could not have been much better at that stage of the game. And as I suspected, when I woke up Mandy was already outside examining the knife.

“Hey babe,” I said as I crawled out of the tent and began looking for the coffee. “Find anything new?”

“These engravings,” she said as she turned toward me to reveal our magnifying glass held between her face and the knife. “They are not a whole bunch of fine engravings,” she said as she set the glass down and slowly looked the knife handle over from top to bottom. “It’s one long line that goes around and around, almost like a fingerprint. One end of it is right here,” she said as she pointed to a spot on the rounded smooth end of the handle. I looked and could see where the line just faded out to nothing. “And the other end is right here,” she said as she pointed to the point where the cylindrical handle ended and the knife blade began. “It comes to this point right here and just stops.”

“So what do you think it is?” I asked as I poured some hot coffee into my cup.

“I really don’t know,” she said as she turned the knife over to examine the blade. “If you look at this end this is not a solid piece of metal with just some chunks missing from it,” she said as she picked up the magnifying glass and held it out for me to see. “If you look closely it’s actually 3 pieces stacked side by side.”

“That is weird,” I said as I looked even closer at the object. “Well, be sure to document as much of it as you can,” I said before returning her find to her. “And make sure you put it somewhere safe. We definitely don’t need to bend it.”

There really was no telling what she had found. Without the resources of the library it was impossible to come up with any viable conclusions based on just the few reference books we had brought along. And even they were primarily for finding this place, not for trying to figure out what some artifact was that we found in a creek. But even I had to admit that there was a certain degree of familiarity with that object. It seems like I had seen it before as well. But there was no way to figure that out now. It was going to be a bit of an uphill battle with this one, and we still had a long way to go.