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The dawning of a new day. Part 1
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I was not excited about this posting. Pick up everything to move to a little bitty town in a big ol' nowhere just to study a single cave formation.
I must admit I was intrigued to hear of a cave like this in an area that shouldn't have this type of formations but it's probably just a little nothing hole in nothing-ville in the middle of a whole lot of nothing.
Oh well, a job is a job.
The cave itself was on the outer edge of the town up in some foot hills. Our little tent/office/work station/torture room was set up right next to it.
I was little surprised to see they had set us up with trailers on site so I wouldn't have to worry about any commute if I didn't want to. Ah, and two trailers. They told me they were bringing in an anthropologist. Coming up to the tent i finally got a good look at him. I didn't expect him to be so attractive. Maybe this won't be so bad. Just the two of us, out here, working together, unraveling mysteries. Scientists like nerdy girls right? Even sexy ones? Someone has to... anyway. Now for the fun part, introducing myself.
"Hi" I say, extending my hand "I'm Jodie, the Archaeologist."
He turns and smiles, "Good to meet you. I'm Oliver."
He has a very nice smile, light stubble. Looks like he cares about his appearance but cares more about the work so that he didn't bother to shave today.
His hand shake is strong and I'm enjoying it a little too much and leave an awkward silence staring at his lovely hazelnut eyes.
"Ummm... if you give me my hand back we can get started." He says breaking me from my trance and leaving me somewhat embarrassed.
Kindly he draws no attention to my red face and goes straight to the work.
"I'm sure you've looked over what we have of the entrance right?" He asks.
"Certainly," I reply, "Doesn't seem that special even though there's not much reason for it to be formed this way out here it could easily be a a fluke of the type of rock here."
"Well no use talking about it out here, Let's get in there and see what we have."
He wasted no time in handing me a hardhat and flashlight.
We start climbing down inside the cave entrance. It's somewhat rocky but not too steep.
"Areas of these walls almost look like they were carved." Oliver says while closely examining the wall.
"I hope we aren't doing all this just for a cave somebody's grandpa dug," I add, "Cause this is very much not worth it."
"Not likely" He replies, trying to be encouraging,"I don't see any tool marks. Why don't you go in farther and I'll study this for a few minutes."
"Alright" I say with a sigh. And start going deeper.
The tunnel seems to be a relatively consistent size as I move down. The passage way bends several times.
"It seems to be getting warmer." I call out but I must be too far from Oliver, he doesn't respond.
I notice a strange glow ahead, I call for Oliver again but he still doesn't hear me. Continuing forward I find what appears to be the source of the light; A small larvae that looks like a large grub worm. There's a smell too. A sweet smell. As I sniff it sends chills through my neck, down my back and up between my legs making my pussy quiver. My first thought is whether anyone has seen anything like this before but my mind keeps drifting to Oliver, wondering what he's found. Wondering if he's concentrating hard and maybe biting his lips as his strong hands tenderly move across the stone... hmm...
Wow, how did that happen. I come to my senses and realize that I've partly untucked and unbuttoned my blouse and my hand has found it's way all the way to my breast and is massaging my nipple. I'm not a stranger to day dreaming but never like this. I compose myself, instinctively check to make sure no one saw and continue on down the passage.
My thoughts continue to stray as I explore. My body feels warm and it's not the warmth of the cave. I stumble over a rock not realizing I had closed my eyes. I recover and am surprised though strangely not concerned to find my belt undone and pants unbuttoned. Without even trying to compose myself I push forward, trying to remain focused as my heart beats faster and the heat between my legs grows.
It's bright enough now that I no longer need my flashlight. The sound of it hitting the cave floor seems like it's miles away. The larvae are all over the cave in small patches, larger and larger groups of them on the walls, floor and ceiling. Finally I reach the end of the cave. There is a large room with a sprawling, plant-like structure across the floor.the structure itself is not emitting light but the larvae appear to be apart of it somehow.
It's central mass looks like large tree roots that have coiled up over themselves. Roots extend out from the center weaving across the floor and up the walls, twisting and turning, dotted with small crevasses, either made for or by the glowing larvae.
I'm silent as I stare, wondering if this created the larvae or is merely a home for them. I realize I'm holding my breath and regain myself just enough to utter the word "Wow." At which point movement catches the corner of my eye. I turn to see a figure... a woman. She's so beautiful my heart races. My mind is clouded by passion but can see this is not a real woman. Through the shadows I see the roots moving off the wall, forming her shape but I can't deny my body's reaction. My mind says this isn't real but I can't look at this coil of roots and not see this young, naked woman and it makes more than just my blood flow.
She reaches out toward me and my body aches to feel her touch. Her fingers undo the last buttons of my blouse then send lighting through my body as they reach my skin below my bra. They slide down my stomach, gently across the hair on my mound and finally caressing my lips. I look down and see that her hand is made of the roots. They're soft, wet, oily and mat down my hair. It thrills me as I feel her slide between my lips, across my clit and continue inside me.
I gasp with pleasure as she moves inside me, turning, stroking, pleasing me. Other roots move around me, touching my body. I feel them on my legs where I though my pants still were. The pleasure completely overwhelms any desire to know when it removed my pants or my bra. All I want is more!
Then she stops, pulls out of me and looks over at the entrance. I turn and see Oliver, who's clearly being effected in the same manner.
He's leaning against the wall, pants halfway down gently stroking his rock hard cock. At that moment nothing else mattered. Nothing else was in my mind but having him. The roots move to him, pulling off the rest of his clothing as he stumbles toward me. We meet, embrace, our hand furiously exploring each other's skin trying to feel and taste every inch at the same time. The roots move in around us. I push him down onto the seat the they have created. I take a moment to admire his bare chest, rubbing his shoulders then his pecks. My dripping pussy doesn't let me be distracted for long. Supporting myself on one hand I reach for his cock with the other. I rub his head across my lips spreading the lube left from the 'woman'. I lower myself down on him and my whole body rejoices to feel him moving deep inside me.
I start grinding on him. He's grunting and groaning as I'm moaning with pleasure. Other voices join ours. I glance around the room and see other women entangled in the roots. They are moaning and moving as if feeling the same pleasure I am. Their sounds only drive me on harder, faster.
"Ohh fuck!" I cry out.
Oliver groans with passion as he leans up to suck my nipples. The roots wrap themselves around us, touching and rubbing, escalating us to the breaking point. One lodges itself on my clit. I grind down hard pushing Oliver as deep as possible inside me, grinding my clit on the root as hard and fast as I can. No distinguishable language comes from my mouth, just screams of pleasure as I loose all control and explode in orgasm. Time seems to slow as I feel every inch, every curve, every texture of his cock inside my pussy. At the moment I feel like my body can't take anything more Oliver stops and with one more thrust deep in me he groans hard and I feel him pulse and explode, what feels like gallons inside me.
We collapse together in a quivering mass, cradled by this thing. This plant, this creature that has just given us both the most intense experience of our lives. I begin to drift in and out of consciousness. In my waking moments I feel the roots moving over my body inside and out. I see them doing the same to Oliver as they pull us apart. They're moving through my pussy as if searching, perhaps collecting what Oliver left inside me. It feels strange but pleasing at the same time.
I drift out and back to find myself cocooned. One of the roots moves inside my mouth, explores for a moment and then moves deeper as I loose myself again. I feel this may be the last moment that I know who I am.....
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Posted on : Apr 30, 2013
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