CH Day 9 - Deeper into the jungle

You push on all day. Chloe has found a trail to follow, and is confident it will take you to this Torappu Tribe that you are looking for. There is no sign of this mysterious Dr. Jones yet, though.

You have to stop when it's getting dark. You come to a beautiful lagoon with a waterfall, and it is definitely time to cool off. In a minute your clothes and gear is on the ground and you are all in the water, rinsing away the sweat.

You are a bit worn out to be too horny, but you do get to see Citra naked. She gets to check out your penis, and you get to check out her pierced nipples. Her breasts aren't big, but they're perky.

It's the middle of the jungle, so you and Chloe just stay nude when you get out of the water and build a fire for the evening. Citra does the same. You eat some dinner and talk about the statue, which is apparently worth a lot of money to the right people.

Citra is a bartender, and she brought a bottle of local spirits with her. You share it among the three of you, but it's really strong.

She ends up asking how you and Chloe got together, and Chloe drunkenly tells her in detail, stories about your furtive, sweaty hookups in prison. As the night gets cooler, Citra mentions that it's getting chilly, so it does not surprise you much when you find yourself in the tent with her naked body between you and Chloe.

Citra's on her side, face to face with Chloe, kissing her deeply. You're behind her, buried to the hilt in her pussy. Citra squirms as you slide into her slowly, but deeply on every stroke, clumsily feeling between Chloe's legs with her fingers. Chloe moves up, pushing one of her breasts into Citra's mouth and closing her thighs on Citra's whole hand. She bites her lip and throws you a look. You pick up the pace a little, your damp hips slapping into Citra's firm backside.

"Mm!" Chloe feels that impact, and Citra's teeth on her nipple. She takes control and humps Citra's hand until her face is red and she's panting. She lets go with her legs and sits back with them spread, rubbing her own clit. Citra hungrily pushes her hips at you, and you roll her onto her belly. She eagerly gets up on her hands and knees, and you slam into her from behind as she cries out and clutches at the sleeping bags.

You pull out and shoot all over her tattooed back, then take a seat to catch your breath. Drunk, happy, and sticky, Citra lies down with a smile on her face... she will be asleep in a few seconds, you're sure.

But Chloe isn't done. She crawls over Citra's still-trembling form to you, and with her skillful mouth and hand, she has you hard again in only a minute. You lie back with your hands behind your head as she slides down onto your cock, planting her hands on your belly and working her hips in her favorite way. She leans forward, smiling down at you as she grinds her clit and takes your whole length. She gets off twice before you finally let out your second load inside her with a grunt.

She groans and slips off, lying down beside you to cuddle. You both look at Citra, who snores gently. She seems like a fun person.