Anthropological inquiries and Lara’s fingered

As she laid on her stomach, her large tits swelling out slightly over her sides, Lara listened to the faint squishing sound of Yolihuani working the oil into her hands, and wondered silently if the other woman had any idea of how excited she was making her. Certainly, Lara knew, she’d produced a few gasps and moans as Yolihuani had spread the oil over her skin and worked it against her muscles, and her breathing certainly didn’t sound especially calm and collected.
Again, it struck Lara that the entire situation was absurd. There she was, in the middle of the jungle, cooped up in a village seemingly inhabited exclusively by over-sexed nudists, feeling nervous and horny as some strange woman was oiling her up, while some bloody thief was on the run with the staff of Xzolotecl. But still, at least the villagers seemed benevolent, and the oil felt nice as it made her stiff muscles relax.
Then, Lara felt Yolihuani’s hands come down to rest on her buttocks, and her cheeks burned in the aftermath of the long and loud moan that she’d let out in response to this, although Yolihuani made no comment on it. Instead, she sat on her knees, Lara’s legs between hers as she began to massage the other woman’s firm bubble butt. She had been very thorough in how she’d treated the rest of Lara’s back, but that paled in comparison with the attention that she directed towards slowly working her fingers back and forth across Lara’s asscheeks, lovingly kneading them with her fingers.

“Ohhhh…” Lara gasped, her eyes closed as she felt her juices start to seep out past her swollen labia in response to what Yolihuani was doing, another gasp coming shortly thereafter, more pronounced than the previous one, when she felt Yolihuani’s fingers slip into her asscrack and start to massage the inner curvature of her buttocks, working them up and down the length of the narrow cleft.
When she felt one of Yolihuani’s fingers brush against her asshole, Lara bit her lip and had a tremble course through her body, her wetness starting to stain the blankets underneath her as the other woman rubbed her fingertip against Lara’s puckered anus, smearing a small amount of oil onto it and smilingly happily at Lara’s reaction to what she was doing.
As Yolihuani steered her right hand away from Lara’s bunghole down between her buttocks, while her left hand rested on Lara’s left asscheek, Lara dug her arms and legs into the blankets and pushed her big, toned bubble butt up into the air, still not entirely sure about what she was doing even as she provided Yolihuani with easier access to her pussy. Yolihuani responded to this by beginning to caress Lara’s sex, running her fingers up and down the length of her slit, stroking her swollen labia and teasing her by occasionally moving her digits in between them, appearing set to slip a finger inside it before pulling back and resuming her fondling of Lara’s pussy.

“You have no hair between your legs?” Yolihuani asked with an innocence that clashed with the confidence with which she found and proceeded to gently manipulate Lara’s engorged clit, rolling the swollen bud between her fingers as Lara’s juices flowed onto the palm of her hand.

“I… I shave it,” Lara replied, her voice unsteady as Yolihuani let go of her clit and instead spread her fingers out over her smooth-shaved mound.

“Shave?” Yolihuani asked, sounding confused enough to suggest that she had no understanding of the concept. Not that it stopped her from sliding her fingers back together and resume caressing Lara’s clit.

“I, uh, remove the hair down there,” Lara explained, stammering out one word after another as Yolihuani’s pleasing of her clit caused her to start bucking her hips in fast, uncontrolled little jerks.

“Oh… why?” Yolihuani asked, at the same time as she pulled her hand back a little further and used her fingers to push apart Lara’s pussy lips.

“I don’t know…” Lara replied, feeling her cheeks start to burn in response to the question. Deep down, she knew precisely why her shaving her slit was a near daily occurrence. Particularly when she was back at Croft Manor, her combined shaving and masturbation sessions could stretch themselves out over quite a period of time. It was something that she’d begun doing for pragmatic reasons, fingering herself to orgasm after shaving her slit meant taking care of two different chores at once, but had since developed into something of a ritual, much to her surprise and without her recognizing in on a conscious level. These days, she was so accustomed to this order of things that her pussy was usually dripping with her honey by the time that she put the razor away.

“But do you like it?” Yolihuani continued to sound playful and curious even as she slipped one finger inside Lara’s twat, burying it just past the second knuckle.

“Yes!” Lara cried out, shimmying her hips as she felt Yolihuani wiggle her finger around inside her, then moaning with disappointment when the digit slipped out past her labia. Feeling Yolihuani’s left hand move up to the small of her back and push her lower abdomen back onto the blankets, Lara reacted by spreading her legs to reveal her pussy and looking back over her shoulder, not realizing herself just how yearning the expression that she sent Yolihuani’s way was.

“I’ve never…” Lara began as Yolihuani’s right hand slid up back up her asscrack until she was circling two fingers against her ringpiece, using her fingertips to tease the tight little entrance to Lara’s anal tunnel, “No one’s ever…”

“Never?” Understanding what Lara was implying, Yolihuani’s eyes went wide and her voice conveyed how surprising she found.

Embarrassed, aroused and confused, Lara could do little but shake her head. As was the case with her sexuality in general, Lara wasn’t quite sure of how to handle the fact that her anus was an erogenous zone. When she was especially turned on, like she had been back at the temple, she’d play with it, and derive more pleasure from it that she guessed to be normal. On occasions, she’d allowed some of her various lovers to at least toy with her asshole, some even going so far as to slip a finger inside it, but the subject of anal sex proper had been one that she’d always done her best to avoid.

“A woman like you?” Yolihuani said, still sounding like she had a very hard time processing what Lara was telling her, one finger-tip still nestled against the circular entrance to Lara’s ass.

“It’s not something we do,” Lara tried to explain.

“Why not?” Yolihuani asked, removing the digit from where it had been pressing against Lara’s bung and instead resuming lovingly kneading both of her buttocks between her fingers, smearing the oil with which the two muscular globes were glistening back and forth across them.

“For us,” Yolihuani began, and now the playful smile had returned to her lips, “it’s a sign of trust. That you have enough faith that a particular man will care enough about your pleasure that you let him take you there.”

“Really?” Lara’s question came as she yet again glanced over her shoulder at Yolihuani, in part because the other woman had let go of her ass, and secretly had to admit that she was intrigued by what she was saying.

“Yes,” Yolihuani nodded her head whilst dipping one hand into the jar.

“Then that man who did that to you…”

“Tonauac?” Yolihuani smiled again, and began to rub the thick oil across her hands, “He’s my sister’s husband.”

“Oh…” Lara squeaked.

“Now, since every man here will want you to trust them completely…” Yolihuani placed the tip of her oil-covered right index finger against Lara’s sphincter and pushed forwards, gently but firmly, until the digit sunk through the busty explorer’s tightest hole and about an inch of it disappeared inside it.

“Like I said,” Yolihuani explained over the sound of Lara cooing with a mixture of surprise and delight, speaking as she leaned in closer to Lara and wrapped her other arm round her stomach before starting to wiggle her right wrist about, working the finger deeper still into Lara’s ass, “the oil helps your muscles relax.”

“R-right,” Lara jerked her head about in a motion vaguely resembling a nod, doing her best not to tighten up her asshole and having to release another horny moan as she felt her bald, pink pussy grow wetter.

“And it makes the boys last longer too,” Yolihuani said, lowering her voice to sound quite conspiratorial, as though she was sharing this with Lara in confidence, “My husband applies some of it to my ass every morning…”

“Y-you’re married?”

“Yes,” Yolihuani lit up in a wide, beaming smile as she answered the question, the smile lingering as she slipped the finger back out of Lara’s asshole and instead lined up two of them against the now slightly widened hole.

The two digits were pressed past her sphincter by Yolihuani, and for the next couple of minutes Lara said nothing coherent, instead releasing a long series of aroused moans and gasps as she tried to wrap her head round the fact that she seemed increasingly likely to climax just from having a couple fingers seesawing in and out through her increasingly distended asshole.

“There,” Yolihuani announced, popping the two digits out of Lara’s oil-covered bunghole and sitting herself back up again, “time to do your front.”

Lara released a frustrated groan. Yolihuani, she thought, sounded just innocent enough that it was impossible whether or not she was teasing Lara on purpose, and she was still trying to make up her mind on that issue when the sexy native woman rolled her over onto her back, and while her large breasts swayed softly in the wake of being moved like that, she could hear Yolihuani let out what sounded very much like an approving coo.

“How…” Lara began, pausing to think over how she would ask what she was meaning to ask Yolihuani, who was once again busy rubbing oil all over her hands, “How do you let a man that you want him to take you there?”

As she waited for Yolihuani to answer her question, Lara’s heart-rate spiked again and the familiar awkward warmth returned to her cheeks. At this point she had come to realize that in all likelihood, before the day was over she would have found out what it felt like to have a big, fat cock stretching and filling her ass.
Again, Yolihuani’s face lit up with a smile, and she got up on her feet before spinning around to face away from Lara.

“Like this,” Yolihuani explained, leaning forwards and grabbing hold of her buttocks with both hands, pulling them apart to reveal her asshole, which was still gaping from the pounding that it had recently received.

“That’s all?” Lara asked, trying not to stare at Yolihuani’s widened anus and her glistening wet, hairy slit.

“Yes,” Yolihuani replied, and was about to get back down on her knees when another question from Lara interrupted her.

“And what you did to Namacuix? What did that show?”

“That I accept him and wish to give him pleasure,” Yolihuani said, talking as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, “It is our custom.”

“You do it to all the men?” Lara’s eyes widened again.

“More or less, yes,” Yolihuani patiently replied.

“And what if you want someone to pleasure you, do you have a signal for that?” Lara’s gaze was now aimed towards the patch of hair between Yolihuani’s legs.

“This,” Yolihuani said, spreading her legs where she stood and using two fingers of her right hand to spread her pussy lips apart, revealing to Lara the intensely pink innards of her soaked honeypot.

Feeling her arm tremble at what she did next, Lara brought her right hand in between her legs and met Yolihuani’s gaze, seeing the other woman baring her teeth at the sight of Lara imitating her by spreading her labia.