7 comments/ 18269 views/ 14 favorites The Lost City Ch. 01 By: gogolovercoat Josef sighed. From his seat near the departure screens he could see that the status for the 9:00 AM flight from SFO to CTG had just changed from "On Time" to "Delayed." The large window to his left revealed the likely culprit: a low-lying river of cold fog. Compulsively he swiped his phone, staring again at the awkwardly cold goodbye texts he had exchanged with his ex-fiancée. He knew they each meant well, but they hadn't figured out how to talk to each other now that their relationship was over. He hoped distance and a break would help. He slipped his headphones in and closed his eyes. The Lost City Ch. 01 He paused. "But I suppose that running away is also part of it. Your problems get left behind a little when you travel. You get to reinvent yourself. They'll still be waiting when you get back, sometimes worse than before, but for a moment you get to hit pause. And you can stretch that moment out for a while." Irene didn't look like she approved but Mira seemed thoughtful, staring out over the ocean. "Don't hog the bottle!" said Michal to Irene, who passed it back down the line to her. They talked and drank for almost an hour before Josef announced that he was going for a swim. He took off his shirt, folded it on the log and walked down towards the water. "I bet I can swim farther out than you!" Irene had stood and was lifting her dress over her head. She strode by him wearing only her bra and panties. "Well?" "Alright," he said. "Let's go!" They both ran into the pleasantly warm water. Josef quickly realized that he was drunker than he had thought. Irene seemed to be feeling no such limitations and she took four long and efficient strides before launching into a clean dive and disappearing into the glistening black. Josef tried to imitate her grace, but somehow his dive turned into a stumbling leap and instead of piercing the water, he belly-flopped and ended up with a mouthful of sand. He rose spluttering to the sound of peals of laughter from the beach behind him. His next attempt was both more successful and more subdued and he carefully dog-paddled his way out between the fishing boats that crowded the shallows until he was treading water and staring out into the open ocean. Irene was nowhere to be seen. He heard her voice from behind him. When he turned, he saw her standing on a raised platform on one of the fishing boats. The moonlight turned her long body silver, and, as Josef watched, she raised her arms over her head and threw herself into a front-flip. She hit the water without a sound. He maneuvered his way over to the boat and used it's anchoring rope as awkward leverage to pull himself aboard. He climbed to the platform Irene had used as a diving board. Facing back towards the shore he could see the scattered lights of Taganga reaching up into the blackness of the hills beyond. From the hillside club he could hear a familiar rising beat "One, two, three, four, uno, dos, tres, quatro." He managed a fully adequate dive off of the boat and made his way back towards shore. He couldn't see any of the girls on the shore, and he began to wonder if he'd been abandoned. Then he felt hands on his shorts, and before he could react they were around his ankles. He spun around. Michal rose from the waist deep water laughing. Her breasts were bare and she wrapped her arms around him. "How are you going to skinny dip with a bathing suit on, silly?" "If I'd realized we were skinny dipping I would have skipped losing a race to Irene." "Yeah, I hope 'swimming' isn't anywhere on your resume. Because if it is, you better stay down here and sell friendship bracelets for a living." "Hey, I think I could medal in the senior olympics with my dog paddle. I churn water with my hands like it's nobody's business." "Keep telling yourself that." She had wrapped her thighs around his right leg and was slowly grinding against him while she smiled up at him. It took him a moment to realize that she wasn't wearing underwear or a bathing suit. The music from the club was louder this close to shore. "Tu tiene la boca grande, dale ponte a jugar." Her mouth was actually quite small, but Josef did want to play. His hands slid down her back to the top of her ass. Her mouth was on his throat and he could feel her moan softly. Her hands traveled from his lower back to his cock. One caressed his balls while the other gripped his dick. "You're not seriously going to fuck here are you?" Irene emerged from the water next to them, running her hands through her hair. Michal jumped and squeezed Josef uncomfortably. "Jesus Irene, you scared me! And no, I'm not going to do anything with you swimming around us like a shark." Josef reached down and found his shorts around his ankles. He pulled them back up and looked around. He could see Lee floating in the water twenty yards to their left. She was staring up at the stars, seemingly entranced. He couldn't see Mira anywhere. "Do you guys know where Mira went?" he asked. "She said she was going for a walk along the beach," answered Lee, still staring into the sky. "Ok." Michal was still rubbing her groin against his thigh and her hand had snaked up the leg of his shorts. Josef closed his eyes and tried to master his pulsing head. Stars flickered on the blackness of the back of his eyelids. Michal's tongue traced a tingling trail up his neck and began to dance in the entrance to his ear. Her hand caressed his balls and her middle finger rubbed along his perineum. "Jesus," he exhaled without thinking. His hand drifted down until his middle finger found her asshole. She groaned into his ear as he rubbed. "Ok, that's my cue to leave. Lee, are you coming?" Irene walked towards the beach. Lee popped her head out of the water. "Are we leaving now? Alright. I think my clothes are by the log." She stood upright, wiping her wet hair back from her forehead. Josef realized that she was also completely naked. Lee turned and looked at them. "What a beautiful night! Aren't you so glad that we're here?" She smiled, and then followed Irene out of the water and onto the sand. "Pose... Pose... Pose..." Michal's other hand found it's way into to the top of Josef's shorts and began stroking him again. He groaned, tilting his head back and enjoying the flashing feeling of blood traveling from his brain to his crotch. He moved his left hand down Michal's stomach until he could feel the knotted tip of her pussy. Gentle rubbing produced an immediate hiss in his ear, and his other hand sensed the tensing of the muscles between her legs. "Oh my god. Just do that for a little bit, it won't take much...." Even as she spoke, he could feel her spasms begin. The very tip of his right middle finger was gripped by the pulsing ring of her asshole while her thighs clamped down and held his left hand in place. "Oh...." She pulled her arms free and wrapped them around his shoulders, suspending herself in the water while she came. "Tu movimiento lo siento, me esta quitando el aliento." They stayed like that for a minute, swaying in the gentle tug of the water. "We should find Mira," Josef said, returning to himself. "Hmm, I guess. Are you sure you don't want me to return the favor?" Michal leaned against him. "Oh, you can definitely return the favor, but not right now. I'm getting cold, and I give us fifty-fifty odds that our clothes haven't been stolen from the beach. I mean, I have my shorts, but it's going to be a long, naked walk back to the hostel for you..." She shrieked and ran out of the water to find her dress and underclothes. Luckily they were still there. Josef peered down the beach as he emerged from the water. He spotted Mira sitting on the sand fifty feet away and headed towards her. "Everything ok?" "Yes. Don't let me intrude. I can find my own way back." He smiled. "Don't be ridiculous. Let's walk back together. I'll worry if you're out here on your own." She looked at him seriously. "I can manage just fine." "Tell that to your bag," he laughed, then paused. "No, that's not fair. I know you can. But I would like it if you walked back with us anyway." "Why?" "Because it would mean we were a step closer to becoming friends instead of just people who met on a bus this morning and might never see each other again." She looked thoughtful and then stood. "Ok." Michal was dressed and waiting for them by the log. She took Josef's right hand in her left. He put his left arm over Mira's shoulders and together the three of them walked back into the town. The Lost City Ch. 01 "It's probably going to be miserable, but it will be memorable. So yes, I agree." "Aren't you sad to be abandoning your new girlfriend?" she teased. "We met yesterday. I think the wedding can wait until next week," he replied. "Seriously, I think she's nice. But she's leaving after her friend's wedding. I'm not going to skip doing things I want to for a relationship that will only exist on Facebook three weeks from now." Mira looked disapproving. "Remind me never to sleep with you." Josef laughed. "I think she would be horrified if someone suggested we were doing anything other than hooking up." The sky had darkened while they were in the tour operator's office. Rippled clouds towered above the small town and a warm breeze whipped around them as they walked. The once-empty soccer field was now full of running teenagers. Their pattering feet stirred up explosions of dust that were swept away towards the ocean by the wind. Heavy drops began to fall and thunder boomed over the hills. Someone scored a goal, and the yells of celebration found their way through the soft sizzle of water on dirt to Mira and Josef as they walked. Mira looked down at her white shirt. "I think we should run back to the hostel. This will turn transparent if I get soaked by the rain." Josef slowed his pace to a shuffle. "Pervert." She took off at a sprint. "Last one there buys dinner!" Josef swore and ran after her, passing her just before she reached the steps to the hostel. Mira smiled up into the rain as they climbed the stairs. "I love thunderstorms. They remind me how big the sky is." Michal insisted they go to the hillside club that night. "You're going to take off and leave me all alone in two days. The least you can do is buy me dinner and take me dancing." They were standing in the middle of their dorm room, and she wrapped her arms around him and stared up at him with big eyes. Josef almost felt guilty. "OK. Just as long as you promise not to hold my dancing against me." "Yay!" Michal twirled away from him happily. They ate at the same restaurant as the night before. Michal and Mira had both put on short skirts. Josef felt underdressed and envied. "Did I haggle with someone for that thing?" he pointed at Mira's dress. "Yes. She was very impressed with your tenacity." "Well, I certainly have a good eye. It looks great." Mira blushed a little. Michal punched him in the arm. "You look stunning as well," Josef said, turning to her. "But I can't take any credit for that, so really, why mention it?" He got punched again. "Ouch." "You have my permission to kill him and dispose of his body in the jungle," Michal told Mira. "Consider it done." "Well, I guess I better enjoy my last nights on earth." They arrived at the club's entrance a little after eleven. A long concrete stairway led up towards the pulsing music. Half-way up they came upon bathrooms recessed into the wall. A blonde girl stumbled out as they passed. Her eyes were unfocused, and she grabbed Mira's arm for stability. "Holy shit, I'm sorry. This stuff is intense." She hurried ahead of them, bracing herself against the wall. "This should be interesting," said Josef. They entered the top level of the club. A crowded bar was jammed against the back wall. In front of it, red and orange lights cast diseased patterns on a seething dance floor. The far end of the room emptied onto an open-air patio that overlooked the moonlit bay. "The lonely nights, they fade away, he slips into his white Nikes, he smokes a blunt and then he's on the way." Josef elbowed his way to the bar and made his way back to Mira and Michal with three Caipirinhas. "You don't have to get me drunk, you know," Michal accepted the drink and slid her free arm around his waist. "And you couldn't get me drunk enough," smiled Mira. "I'm actually trying to get myself drunk. I don't think I'm actually a better dancer when I'm drunk, but I sure think I am," he paused. "If that makes any sense." "None at all," Michal kissed his neck. Josef finished his drink quickly and went back for another. When he returned, Michal and Mira were dancing together. Two drinks later he was willing to join them. The three of them found their own corner of the dance floor, but the press of bodies was so tight that little room was left for dancing. Michal happily wrapped her arms around Josef and writhed against his body. Mira raised her arms in the air and swayed to the music. Josef leaned down to Michal and kissed her, tasting the lime and alcohol on both of their tongues. When he looked back up Mira was in conversation with a tall and handsome blonde man. Michal pulled his head back down to her mouth, and when he looked up again Mira was gone. He thought he spotted her near the bar with the same man. "Looks like it's just the two us," Michal whispered into his ear, giving it a little lick as she spoke. "It does look that way. I hope she's ok." "She's a big girl, plus that guy looked hot." Josef gave her his full attention. "Did he now?" "Tall and blonde and muscular. Mmmm. Maybe Mira will share." She licked her lips. He pulled her close and smacked her ass with his right hand. "None of that now." She moaned softly and ground against him. "Dance with me then. Mira can take care of herself," she whispered. So they danced. Josef lost track of the number of songs that played. The night was hot and the club smelled like sweat and the sea. Every so often a scrap of ocean breeze would find its way through the patio door to their part of the dance floor and snake its way around their moving bodies. Michal had her arms around his back and her cheek pressed into his left shoulder as their hips moved together. His hands drifted down her back and rested on the top of her ass. He could feel her lips on his collarbone. Eventually, they drifted out to the patio and stood arm-in-arm at the railing looking down on the beach. The moon was higher than it had been when they went swimming the night before, and it had turned the entire cove silver. "This is so pretty," Michal said. "I'm going to have to thank Shane for making me come down here for his wedding." "I think I need to thank him, too." She kissed him. "Yeah, you should probably get him a wedding gift or something." Her hand found its way to his ass and squeezed. "Can we leave soon? I kind of want to fuck you right now," she said softly, leaning into him. He slipped his hands under her dress and cupped her naked ass, pulling her up onto her tip-toes. She ground her crotch against his. "OK, let's go," he said. "We should try and find Mira and let her know we're leaving, though." They searched the dance floor but Mira was nowhere to be found. The stairs and the bathrooms were similarly Mira-free. She wasn't in the small crowd gathered on the sand at the foot of the stairs either. "What do we do now?" asked Michal. "I guess we go back to the hostel. Maybe she got bored and headed back there." There was no answer when Josef knocked on Mira's door, however, and the girl at the front desk didn't remember seeing her come in. "I'm sure she's alright," said Michal. "She's probably just with that guy on the beach." Josef frowned. "I guess." Michal lifted her dress over her head. "If you want to worry about something, worry about what I'm going to tell my friends you're like in bed." Josef laughed. "Wow. That's a great way to give a guy performance anxiety." She began pulling off his shirt. "I believe in using both the carrot and the stick," she laughed. "That sounds dirtier than I intended it to. But it's probably true either way." "Oh really," Josef pushed her backed softly onto one of the lower bunks. "And where, exactly, would you put the carrot?" He teasingly kissed his way up and down her bare stomach. "Ahh," she shivered. "That's for me to know and you to find out when you're least expecting it." She hissed when he teasingly nibbled on her already-rigid nipple through the sheer fabric of her bra. His right hand wound itself into her hair and he gently pulled her head back, exposing the length of her throat to his soft kisses. She moaned and spread her legs underneath him. He kissed her lips. The tip of her tongue flickered out of her mouth and against his. He grunted softly and pressed his hardening cock against her through the fabric of his shorts and her underwear. He pulled away from her and slid quickly down her body, hooking his hands into her panties and dragging them down with him. She lay with her legs splayed as he knelt in front of her. Her auburn pubic hair was shaved into a small strip at the top of her pussy, and he ran his fingers lightly through it before trailing them down the two creases where her thighs met her groin. She hissed and brought her feet off the ground so that her knees were bent. He could see moisture already seeping from her folds. He blew lightly on them, and grazed the very top of pussy with the flat of his tongue. "Uhhh," she moaned. "Stop teasing me!" He slid his tongue into her. She tasted tangy and salty. Her scent made him even harder. He began a slow circular motion with his tongue, dragging the flat of it over her clit and then teasing her opening with the tip. As her arousal mounted, he slowly increased the speed of his circles. His hands held her thighs apart and his fingers pressed lightly above her groin. Soon he could feel her clit harden into a ridge in his mouth. The muscles along the sides of her pussy began to flex. He pulled back until only the very tip of his tongue was circling lightly along the ridge. She made a small shrieking sound. "Please let me cum! I'm so close." He ignored her and continued his light teasing. Her clit got even harder. Suddenly, he pressed back down with his mouth, enveloping the ridge and the top of her pussy in firm, round licks. She shuddered and began thrusting up into his mouth. He felt a small explosion of liquid in his mouth and her hands found the back of his head to hold him in place. "Oh, oh, ahhh," she grunted. After a moment she relaxed and released him. "Well, that was certainly nice," she said a bit breathlessly. "I was planning on blowing you and then riding you like I was Amelia Earhart and you were a biplane, but I don't seem to have any muscles at the moment. How would you feel about climbing on top of me and fucking me?" "A biplane? Really? Plus didn't she crash?" "Just focus on the fact that she was really hot." "Did med school make you this weird, or is just a natural talent?" "Shush," she said as he positioned himself over her. Her fingers wrapped around his cock and pulled him in. The feeling of slick, muscular flesh suddenly surrounding him was almost overpowering. He had to pause for a moment to regain control. She sighed into his ear. "That feels nice." She squeezed him gently. He pulled out slightly and savored the feeling of filling her again. Her thighs rose up to meet him and her feet slid around his calves to hook him in place. "I want you to cum in me, just so you know," she murmured. "I'll take that under advisement." "Oh, I don't think you'll have much choice in the matter," she grinned, squeezing him again. He began to stroke into her with longer thrusts. Her eyes closed and her arms went back to brace her against the dorm room wall. Her breasts shook with his rhythm. He angled himself so that he ground across her clit with each thrust. Her moans rose in volume as he increased his tempo. He could feel his orgasm begin to build in the space between his balls and his cock. Suddenly, Michal tensed under him and went quiet. He kept fucking her as it became harder and harder to work his cock into her pussy. Her hands came off the wall and gripped his forearms painfully. Her face tilted backwards and her mouth came open. She hung like that for a moment and then everything released. Her eyes popped open and she groaned. The muscles in her pussy pulsed around him. "Oh my god, please come in my right now," she begged. Josef fucked into her as fast as he could. The spike of pleasure was quick and intense and then he was draining himself deep inside her. She murmured her contentment as she felt him spasm and then pulled him down into her arms.