*** THE PECULIAR MAYAN ADVENTURE OF BRIGADIER FOLKES ***
I'd like to share with you something that happened to me a back when I was doing some Archeological exploration in Mexico. Maybe this story isn't as lurid or as well written as one by the other writers on the net. Thats because it REALLY happened and I guess reality is a lot tamer than what you can dream up.
I had gone to the Yucatan penninsula in Mexico to do some work on one of the Mayan digs in the jungle. It was the opportunity of a lifetime for an adventurer like me so I was looking forward to it immensely.
Since the dig was way in the jungle I had a few hours of driving along jungle roads til I reached the village that the base camp for our dig. From there I would backpack it into the jungle a few miles up river to where the excavations of the ruins were going on.
Big problem though! I simply couldn't get any of the villagers to accompany me as a guide to the ruins. I had trouble getting any of them to even talk to me! In fact, the climate of fear that pervaded the village was uncanny.
Finally, I managed to get the headman of the village to talk to me. He explained that no natives would go with me to those ruins as it was the "Evil Times"....and those ruins were especially cursed!
"Could you elaborate a bit on that?" I asked impatiently.
"Well," the headman began. "Every Fall Equinox when the moon is full, the 'Evil Times' begin. It is the time when all of our males fear to go into the jungle as it is the time of the 'Wootier'....the bush pig from HELL!" At the sound of that name all the villagers cringed.
"And just what is so fearful about this 'Wootier' ?" I said irritably. The head man rolled his eyes in fear.
"She is the devil incarnate! Half female....half panther... with the baser instincts of both combined with the cunning of both! No male is safe from her at this time!"
"Would you mind elaborating on that?" I asked. The headman paused.
"Here the legend is unclear as to what the 'Wootier' does with our men...all we know is that those unfortunate enough to have been captured by her for the night come back drained, exhausted but with smiles on their faces!"
I shrugged. It didn't appear to be too terrifying a legend. The males survived ...and I was determined to get at that dig in the jungle and the treasures there...with or without a native guide!
Well, I have tangled with the Yeti in the Himalyas, hunted the Dragons of Borneo and outwitted the Sasquatch from the wilds of Canada. No sex crazed panther women would deter me from that Mayan gold. So early the next morning, I set off upriver with a map, a weeks rations and carrying my trusty 7 mm Mauser that has helped me out of plenty a tight spot!
The day passed uneventfully...if you could call slogging thru jungle uneventful. I tell you the bush that I encountered there made Cambodia look like Kansas!
Funny, now and again I paused in wielding my machete through the undergrowth with a prickly feeling on the back of my neck that someone ...SOMETHING was watching. I would sometimes pause in my travels and hear some accompanying sound near by.. and then silence...as if I was being shadowed. But the sound would just as quickly die away. I dismissed it to fatigue and an imagination fuelled by the headman's story.
The ruins were quite a bit farther into the valley than I had first supposed, forcing me to bed down in a small clearing for the night. I prepared supper and then contented sat by a cheery fire sipping some coffee laced with rum and appreciated the sudden peacefullnes of the jungle - bathed in a silvery glow from the rising moon.
That tranquility was suddenly shattered by one of the most spine-tingling shrieks I have EVER heard....which died away to the tinkling liquid tones of what sounded like feminine laughter. The evil laughter of a female who has a male helpless in her power.
I reached down and picked up my Mauser, working the bolt and levering a round into the chamber and checked the magazine. Then I waited...and not for long, either!

came the sounds from the jungle, accompanied by the breaking of branches and crunching of leaves that imply passage of a heavy body through the jungle. I waited until the sounds came closer and closer ...and closer. Til they paused directly in front of my campfire.
Then I saw them! Two large, green eyes....shimmering in the gloom and they moved closer until I saw the eyes were attached to the biggest panther I had ever seen. Then the panther raised itself up and stood on its hind legs and I could see it was more in the form of a man..powerfull and tall. Then I saw the mamalian protuberences on its chest and realized I was confronting the female of the species...and it moved toward me with a sinewy feminine grace that under other circumstances would have been considered sensual...
I grabbed my rifle and dropped back into the shadows beyond the campfire and crouched. No longer silhouetted against the campfire's glare we were on equal terms now..her eyesight likely wasn't much better than mine as I had the full moon brilliantly lighting up the jungle. And while she may have had all the cunning of the female predator in search of prey, I had five years of Legion experience behind me in the counter-insurgency struggles of the Congo. I would not be taken easily.
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A shriek ripped through the jungle nearby. Another! I knelt silently. A disappointed grunt came from the bush on my left. I smiled. She had tried to provke me into firing a round in the general direction of the shriek, knowing that the muzzle flash would have betrayed my presence! Then a thought chilled me...she HAD fought other rifle equipped men before...and obviously won.
I wouldn't make it easy for her. I slowly reached down and tossed a rock to my left. Its soft plop! was followed by a grunt and a rustling motion. I brought the rifle to my shoulder and waited, straining to see any movement.
There! I saw the outline of her form writhing in the direction I had tossed the stone. I lined the crosshairs on her shoulder and thought what a wonderful trophy for my den at home...and squeezed the trigger!
The recoil jerked my shoulder back violently, but not enough for me to see that at the last moment she had rolled into the underbrush. I cursed! The muzzle blast had lit up the jungle around me like a roman candle....she MUST know where I was.. a fact confirmed quickly by a black blurr that appeared out of the gloom and knocked the rifle out of my hands!
I lashed out with my feet and pulled the kukuri knife from its sheath at my side....a gift from one of my campaigns in Nepal, the Ghurkas said anytime a kukuri came away from its sheath it must taste blood....
But not this time! With a casual swipe of her claw (hand?) the knife was kocked from my hand, following the rifle into the gloom....and she quickly slammed a hand into my chest knocking me back onto the ground as she straddled me.
I gazed defiantly at her form above me. Hmmmm...nice tits..a little voice said in the back of my head. And slowly...ever so slowly she traced a hand down my cheek, my throat to my chest. Then with a sudden grunt she tore my shirt open! I gasped and kicked but to no avail....she held me grimly and reached for the wasteband on my trousers. With the same violent strength she quickly divested me of my pants and then my underwear. She gets down to grass roots real quick, I thought!
Slowly, she wrapped a warm, strong hand around my cock and began a languid pumping motion. I moaned and she showed strong white teeth in appreciation of her efforts. It wasn't very long before involuntarily I became VERY hard!
I didn't know how to handle this situation....here I was at the mercy of this female in the guise of a panther..and also becoming incrediably aroused by her!
That arousal grew as I felt her warm hot breath on my cock and then the lightest of feathery caresses from her tongue! And then she swallowed me whole and I moaned even harder as my cock disappeared into her warm mouth. She deep-throated me as expertly as any of the whores I had had in Paris.... or anywhere else for that matter.
And then those deep, fiery green eyes burned into mine and I felt myself getting hard again. With a graceful motion, she moved her body up and over mine....mounting me quickly before I could possibly react.With a triumphant snarl she sank the full length upon my engorged shaft and began a fluid, sinewy movement up and down...riding me.
I gasped at the warmth of her...I was completely engulfed in her warm cavern as she rippled her pussy wall as she pumped me within her slippery flesh. Her body began to buck faster...and faster as once again I felt that familiar tingle at the base of my spine. She fixed her dark green orbs on me and this time I knew she wouldn't interrupt my orgasm.
And it was incrediable....it was as if my cock suddenly was on fire..spewing lava into her as she roared in triumph and I gasped as if I was being strangled. Then..her motions slowed to a more languid easy pumping until she stopped and rested her head on my panting chest....before blackness overtook me.
I came to at dawns first golden tones lighting up the jungle around me....stll on my back...still half naked and feeling exhausted in a pleasant way. As I was dressing from a spare set of clothes in my knapsack, I noticed a clump of quite deliberately picked flowers next to where I had come to.
"Not the first woman to have sent me flowers," I thought. "But certainly one of the more unconventional...!"
With that I shouldered my knapsack, picked up my rifle and went back in the direction of the village, wondering what other adventures were in store for me. And the villagers must have whispered amongst themselves about the broad smile on my face..
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In high school, I had basically been a loner, or maybe more accurately, a loser. Actually, I was friends with most of the people in my classes, but I didn't do anything with them after school, although I did meet a couple of them at the mall occasionally. I didn't really mind not being good friends with them; they were all dreadfully shallow, and I was usually able to amuse myself. I wrote songs, played the piano, wrote poetry, I watched a lot of movies. However, there was one girl that I wished I knew better. We talked a lot, but I got the impression that she didn't really like me.
I did adore her though. Her name was Sarah. She was short, only about five feet two inches (I was 6' 1"). We were both very thin. She probably weighed about 100 pounds, and I weighed 125 pounds. She had gorgeous, long, black hair and beautiful green eyes. I have black hair also, but it's very short, and I have blue eyes. She had perfect, snow white skin, while my skin was slightly darker- an olive shade.

I think that everyone knew I liked Sarah. Everyone except Sarah, that is. I knew I did not have a chance with her, and so I didn't see any point in telling her. It would probably have just made our friendship awkward. But if anyone else asked me whom I liked I would honestly answer that I liked Sarah. And so that was something everyone gossiped about.
Sarah eventually got a boyfriend, Kevin. He treated her well, although not as well as I would have if I had the chance. He made it quite clear to me that I had better forget about Sarah, she was his. I told him that she was not his property, only his girlfriend and that he should not choose her friends. But I did keep away from her most of the time after that, although I still thought about her constantly.
Okay, that's the true part of the story. The rest is mostly fantasy. This story takes place before she started going out with Kevin, around the time of the winter dance of our sophomore year. This was about 4 years, December 1995. I finally got the courage to ask her out. I asked her to go to the dance with me. To my great shock, she said yes. Actually, she had to say yes several times before I believed her. She then asked me if I wanted to go with her to the mall after school. I said I would like to. We went to the mall and returned to her house around 8:30. Her mother had to go out, but would bring me home when she returned. She said she would be home around 10:00. I called my mother and told her.

Sarah and I sat very close on the sofa. I gazed into her green eyes. I was unable to even speak. Her beauty overcame me. I did what my instincts told me to do. I leaned forward and kissed her. I pulled away after a few seconds, unsure of how to proceed, but she pulled me back. Our lips parted and our tongues met. I wrapped my arms around her. She rubbed my chest. I slipped my hands under her shirt and rubbed her back. She sighed slightly. I found her bra strap and unhooked it. I hoped I was not being too forward.
"I don't want to go all the way tonight, Steve," Sarah said. "OK. I understand. We don't have any protection. Just tell me when you want to stop." She slipped her hands under my black sweatshirt, pulling it over my head. I pulled her shirt off too. Her bra fell into her lap. I kissed down to her neck, her shoulders. She lied down on the sofa. I kissed further down, cupping her small tits in my hands. She massaged my shoulders as I kissed her. I kissed her nipples, first her right, then her left. I sucked them into my mouth and swirled my tongue around them. They slowly became erect. She moaned loudly. Continuing to rub her tits, I slid up to kiss her lips again.
"Is this too far?" I asked.
"Not yet," she answered. She pushed her hands into my jeans, rubbing my ass cheeks. "Do you want me to take my jeans off?" I asked.
"Mmm, yes." I unbuttoned them, unzipped the zipper, and slid them off, kicking off my shoes at the same time. I was now just wearing boxer shorts and socks.

"Do you want me to take your jeans off?" I asked. She said yes. I untied her sneakers and pulled them off. I pulled off her socks as well. I slid her out of her jeans. I removed my own socks and then climbed back onto her. We continued to kiss passionately. I rubbed her pussy through her panties. "Yes, don't stop," she said. She rubbed my erect cock through my boxers. I moaned. She slid her hand into my shorts. I took the hint. I slid my hand into her panties. She lifted her ass off the sofa slightly. Again, I took the hint, and pulled her panties off of her. She pulled off my boxers.
"What do we do now?" I asked her.
Sarah answered, "Let's 69." I agreed. She got up off the couch and I lied down in her place. She lied on top of me, with her pussy lined up with my mouth. She had very little pubic hair. I flicked my tongue over her pussy lips then I licked her clit. I sucked on it. She was kissing the head of my cock and fondling my balls. I slowly pushed my middle finger into her cunt. She sucked the head of my cock into her mouth, slowly she sucked it down deeper. I pushed another finger into her tight virgin pussy. She was very wet and I licked up her pussy juice. As I continued to fingerfuck her, she started to make a small humping motion.
She was getting even wetter. My cock in her mouth muffled her load moans. A few moments later, she started shivering. She pulled off my cock and gasped "Steve, I'm cumming!" She tightened her thighs around my face. Eventually, she calmed down, and went back to giving me a blowjob. It took me about five minutes to cum. I announced that I was cumming, and, surprisingly, she sucked me even deeper. She tried swallowing as much cum as she could, but some leaked from the corners of her mouth. She licked her lips, and then licked my cock dry.
We both got dressed again and sat again on the sofa. We kissed again. I tasted my own cum in her mouth and she tasted her pussy juice in mine.
"That was amazing, Sarah."
"I know."
"Sarah?"
"Yeah?"
"I think I love you."
"I think I love you, too, Steve." She fell asleep on my shoulder. About 15 minutes later, her mother came home. She drove me home. The next day, in school, Sarah announced to her friends that we were now a couple. I was ecstatic. I walked her home after school. When we reached her house, I kissed her. She whispered in my ear, " I have a surprise for the next time you come over."
"What is it?" I asked her.
"Condoms," she said.
