**Lost in the Rainforest**

The storm had caught us by surprise. One minute, Lily and I were hiking through the dense Amazon, following our guide, and the next, the sky cracked open, drenching us in warm, relentless rain. The bushman leading us muttered something in his tongue and pointed toward a small, moss-covered hut barely visible through the trees.

“Stay,” he grunted, disappearing into the downpour before we could argue.

Lily and I rushed inside, soaked to the bone. Her white tank top clung to her tits, her nipples hard and pressing against the thin fabric. Raindrops rolled down her sun-kissed skin, dripping between the valley of her breasts. She shivered, rubbing her arms, but her eyes locked onto mine with a hunger I knew too well.

The hut smelled of earth and damp wood, the air thick with the storm’s energy. Lily stepped closer, her fingers already tugging at the hem of her top. “We should get warm,” she murmured, but the way her tongue swiped over her lips told me exactly how she planned on doing that.

I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her, crushing her mouth against mine. She moaned, grinding her hips into me, and I could feel the heat of her pussy even through our soaked clothes. I yanked her top up, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth while my hand slid down her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties.

“Fuck,” I growled against her skin, slipping two fingers inside her. She was dripping—wetter than the rain outside, her cunt clenching around me as I curled my fingers up.

Lily gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Need your cock,” she begged, already pushing my pants down. My dick sprang free, thick and eager, pre-cum beading at the tip. She dropped to her knees in the dirt, her mouth wrapping around me in one smooth motion.

The heat of her throat was insane. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around my shaft while her hand massaged my balls. I groaned, threading my fingers through her tangled hair, guiding her faster. The sounds of the storm outside mixed with the filthy, wet noises of her mouth working me.

“Gonna cum,” I warned, but she didn’t stop. If anything, she took me deeper, her puffy lips stretched tight around my cock.

I came hard, shooting straight down her throat. She swallowed every drop, her tongue lapping at my slit until I was twitching from oversensitivity. Then she pulled back, licking her lips like she’d just tasted the best fucking thing in the world.

But I wasn’t done.

I hauled her up, flipping her around and bending her over a rough wooden table. Her ass was perfect—rounded, dirty from the hike, begging to be claimed. I spat between her cheeks, rubbing my cock through her slick folds before slamming inside.

Lily screamed, her fingers clawing at the wood as I fucked her raw. The hut echoed with the slap of skin, our sweat mixing with the rain still clinging to our bodies. I reached around, pinching her clit, and she came instantly, her pussy squeezing me like a vice.

“Breed me,” she panted, looking back at me with dark, desperate eyes. “Fill me up.”

I didn’t hold back. With a final thrust, I buried myself to the hilt, pumping my cum deep inside her. She whimpered, her body trembling as she milked every last drop from me.

When I finally pulled out, my cum dripped down her thighs, mixing with the mud and rain. Lily turned, sinking to her knees again, her tongue darting out to clean me off.

“Perfect,” she whispered, licking her lips. “Now let’s do it again.”

And with the storm still raging outside, we did.