0 comments/ 58334 views/ 6 favorites Adult Reality TV Ch. 1 By: bamboomoon Celeste could feel the South African mid-morning sun warm on her naked skin. A soft breeze caressed her nipples and played with her exposed sex. Nothing moved. In the distance she could hear the call of a yellow-billed hornbill. The cicadas' monotonous song filled the empty air like an afterthought. The 23-year old tourist guide knelt in the hot sand next to tracks of an impala ram. This medium-sized antelope was in the vicinity and Celeste had to find it fast. She was about two hours from camp and the others might be worried. The bow and three arrows in her hand took longer to make than she anticipated. Even though she was already behind schedule, Celeste knew that haste would destroy her chances to make the kill. Crouching, she moved with infinite care and used every bit of cover to blend with her surroundings. Her progress was so slow that the impala could easily mistake her evenly tanned naked body for a tree stump. She lifted her leg high against her breast and slowly brought her foot down with special care not to step on a twig or thorns that might give away her position. She always loved walking naked in the bush, free from the restrictions of clothes and conventions of society. The tingling in her pussy, the swaying of her breasts and the tension in every fiber of her body made her feel totally alive. All she needed now was a cock in her cunt, and maybe another pussy to pleasure stuck to her mouth. That would come later, she thought, trying to concentrate on the task at hand. Another hour past before she saw him, lazily grazing, not five yards to her left. Taking care not to make any sudden moves, she notched an arrow in the bowstring and took careful aim. The stone arrowhead and the three guinea fowl feathers as fletching were perfectly balanced for what she was about to do. With a silent prayer she let go of the string and the arrow flew straight at its target. How did she get herself into living like the ancient ones? She met Fred, the producer of this adult reality TV program four months ago. Celeste was the tour guide to a bunch of American businessmen looking for a nature reserve to invest their millions of dollars in. Fred was Mr. Charming himself and convinced his fellow travelers to put money into his adult reality TV program that would put Survivor to shame. He invited Celeste to be one of the participants in the program. A week ago she got the final call to tell her to meet the rest of the contestants at daybreak at the rendezvous point. The rules were straightforward: Four teams of two members and one team of three were allocated a section of the reserve where they must survive for a month. They may kill only one large antelope that must last them four weeks, and as many smaller animals like rabbits and birds as they needed. All the other pairs were either married or lovers, while Celeste was grouped with Naomi, a tall blond American fitness instructor and holistic healer and Sam, a writer of Wild West stories. Then came the shock: They were each given a hunting knife and could choose only one other item. All the other people took a piece of clothing, while Naomi asked for a sturdy pot, Sam selected a large piece of soft leather and Celeste wanted a bowstring. There were to be no interaction between the teams except during their weekly powwow. A camera crew was assigned to each of the five teams. A helicopter would drop the teams and the camera crew off at their designated spots. As a precaution the team members were to be blindfolded during the flight. Fred and Julia, his psychologist monitoring the interaction, were at hand sending the teams off. Before they left Fred spoke to the assembled eleven. "Remember, you cannot ask the camera crew for help or interact with them. They must record everything you do and if you are in trouble they will call the rescue team to pick you up." He smiled and introduced Julia, a 33-year old black-haired woman with a pretty face. She looked like she meant business. "We will come and visit you once a week to observe and discuss your interaction and survival." She pushed her glasses back on her nose and gave a shy smile. "Remember, you're doing it for the prize money of one million dollars for each member of the winning team. May the best team win." They had to leave all their possessions behind. When Fred came to Celeste's group and asked for their clothes, she sensed tension in Naomi's demeanor. As a nudist, being naked with other people didn't bother Celeste and it seemed as if it didn't worry Sam. Sam was a well-built six feet 39-year old man. His beautiful 8-inch uncircumcised penis hung proudly between his legs. When he saw Celeste looking at it, he just smiled. Naomi held out her clothes to Fred as an act of defiance. She pushed out her firm breasts and spread her legs as if taunting him. There was more to this five eleven leggy blond with a small trimmed patch of pussy hair than meets the eye, thought Celeste. Her strong well-toned muscles rippled in anticipation when she threw her clothes into Fred's face. Naomi's hard nipples and the suggestion of wetness in her exposed sex were dead give-a-ways of her aroused state. Just as Fred was about to say something, Naomi turned around, bent over and exposed her pussy and ass to Fred, as if saying 'fuck you'. Celeste's own 5'8" frame and short red hair and bigger tits contrasted well with her two companions. When Fred left Celeste's companions turned their attention to her hairless mound. She had her pussy hair permanently removed three years ago after a childhood of taunting by classmates about her red hair. They all wanted to see her red bush. Now no one would know if she was a true redhead or not. The clit ring stood out prominently for all to admire her protruding cunt lips. Sam's open mouth displayed pure lust. Despite herself, Celeste could feel the moisture gathering between her legs. She wanted to pleasure herself in front of everybody, just to make the best of all the attention. She was excited by the idea to spend four weeks with these two naked strangers. Their chopper ride brought the blindfolded teammates closer together. The choppy thirty minutes flight forced them to hold onto each other. Celeste enjoyed touching her muscled companions and took great pleasure from their hands on her naked body. The camera crew must have had a great time filming the three naked contestants being tossed around in the chopper. Once on the ground their blindfolds were removed and they could orientate themselves. Naomi took the lead. "Let's spread out to find a good camping ground close to water," she said, gathering her bag. "No need," interrupted Sam. "There's the river and that giant sycamore fig tree would be the ideal place for our camp." Naomi agreed and within five minutes of arriving at their designated area, the team had made a start. Sam suggested that the two women leave the setting up camp to him. Naomi said that they would forage for food. "Can I have a strip of your leather as a belt for my knife?" asked Celeste. Sam knelt on the ground, cut a strip and handed it to Celeste standing next to him. He looked up and gawked at her naked pussy. "Would you like to touch it?" she asked spreading her legs a bit wider. Naomi was also staring at her. Sam snaked out his hand and caressed her mound. Celeste shivered when he sneaked a finger between her wet pussy lips and then Naomi moved closer to play with her clit ring. "This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship," was Sam's only comment, but his growing erection said much more. The camera crew was filming the whole "mating ritual." "Before we go, we must decide on a signal when one returns from outside the camp," whispered Celeste. "That way the others can distract the camera crew from filming our entrances. It's just a precaution." The others agreed and decided on an easy bird signal. Celeste was able to slip away from the camera crew to find the right tree for her bow and arrows. That was three hours ago. After her ceremonial prayer of thanksgiving to the impala for sacrificing his life so they may live, Celeste deftly skinned the antelope, cut it into manageable pieces and saved some of the intestines for later use. She also put the brains in a small pouch made of intestines. Swinging the heavy skin full of meat over her shoulder, she set off back to camp. Exhausted and sticky, Celeste approached the camp two hours later. Naomi was busy with her pot and Sam cleaned the camp. He had erected an outer fence and built a smaller circle with a fire on the side. Celeste spotted an opening at the back of the circle as their entrance. She gave the signal and waited. At first Sam or Naomi didn't respond. They finished their chores and slowly walked towards each other. Naomi touched Sam's strong chest and gave him a small kiss. The camera crew immediately rolled the tape to capture this little scene. Breathing heavily, Celeste felt a pang of jealousy in her pussy. They started without her. Then Naomi led Sam outside the camp to a place closer to the river. She dropped to her knees and started sucking his cock. Celeste could see the crew was uncomfortable at first but started to enjoy the show. Few things are as beautiful as two people making love, thought Celeste, okay, maybe three people fucking with me participating. While Sam played with Naomi's tits, he looked at Celeste and nodded. The sly Naomi. Celeste slipped into their camp undetected. She hung the meat out of reach and dropped the skin, brains and intestines next to Sam's leather. When Celeste was seated, Naomi and Sam stopped their show and returned to camp without a word. The camera crew was sexually frustrated and disappointed by the sudden turn of events. Then they saw Celeste drinking water from the leather pouch Sam made. "Thanks," whispered Celeste. "You must be hungry," said Sam. "I'll barbeque some meat. Naomi found some roots." "When Naomi starting sucking your cock I was really pissed off," said Celeste. "I felt left out." Naomi took Celeste's face in her hands and softly kissed her on her mouth. Pushing her tongue between Celeste's lips, she dropped one hand to Celeste's pussy and rubbed her clit. Celeste quickly recovered from her surprise of experiencing such tenderness after a hard afternoon. Breasts to breast to two women groped each other, sending the camera crew into another frenzy. Just as they were ready to shoot, the two women broke their embrace and busied themselves preparing their meal. Sitting cross-legged Naomi asked Sam and Celeste about their backgrounds but was reluctant to divulge any of her secrets. Celeste couldn't take her eyes off Naomi's exposed succulent pussy. She wanted to kiss, lick and finger fuck that juicy cunt. "All I want is to win that $1million and if it means fucking both of you, so be it," was all she said. Celeste could see there was a painful past hidden behind those words and a pair of beautiful blue eyes. "I want to get some experience for my novels," was Sam's excuse. "How will you use your naked experience with two women in your western stories?" queried Naomi. "That genre is dead. I want to write erotica. At least I can enjoy writing about something pleasurable." "How about you, Celeste?" asked Naomi. "Don't laugh. I want to buy my own nudist and swingers resort with my winnings," blurted Celeste. "Sign me up as a lifelong member," said Sam, slicing a piece of venison and handed it to Naomi. Sam's erection is now obvious to the two women. Their own pussies were dripping with sweet nectar. "You both also seem to like sex. How are we going to handle ourselves? We're naked, horny with a camera crew waiting to shoot their own gonzo porn," wondered Celeste. "Since Naomi didn't finish the blowjob, my dick aches and my balls are in the process of exploding. I'm for fucking as long as it doesn't interfere with our survival," was Sam's response. "I'll do anything for the team, as long as it will help us win." Naomi was already playing with her pussy. Celeste saw Naomi inserting her middle finger into her vagina and fucking herself. Then she pulled it out and licked the juices from her finger. Celeste crawled like a stalking leopard over to Naomi. "Here, let me help you." She licked Naomi's finger, her nipples and until she reached the top of her clitoris. Naomi pushed her groin into Celeste's face, begging for attention. "Girls, I know you want to fuck, but can't we first wash off the day's grime in the river?" asked Sam. "Then we can have a clean fuck for the world to see." Reluctantly the two broke their orifice connection and scampered after the strolling Sam to the river's edge. The camera crew anticipated that something like this would happen and were ready when the three jumped into the cool water. That first fleeting taste of Naomi's pussy was enough to last her forever, thought Celeste but she knew that was only the beginning. After about thirty minutes of total frolicking freedom, Celeste followed Sam and Naomi onto the grassy riverbank. They lay on their backs, allowing the sun to dry them. Sam made the first move. A single finger in her pussy gently brought Celeste back from her dream. She opened her eyes to see Sam crouching between Naomi and her, with a finger in each pussy. His erection seemed enormous, ready to shoots its milk. Naomi was already moaning with delight. Celeste rolled over to Naomi and sucked on her nipples. She caressed Naomi's beautiful breasts with her free hand before kissing her softly on the mouth. Naomi forced Celeste's head downwards, towards her pussy. Pushing Sam away Celeste occupied the spot between Naomi's outstretched legs. As if in prayer, with her ass in the air, Celeste bowed between her outstretched legs to take a closer look at her new lover's juicy cunt. She wanted to savor the first moment of greeting such a wondrous sight. Celeste's tongue darted out as if testing the waters of sexual pleasure. Naomi pulled Celeste's face into her impatient wet cunt. Then Celeste began her sexual dessert in all earnest. She sucked on Naomi's clit, licked between the pussy lips and tongued fucked her cunt. Celeste became aware of Sam's tongue tracing wet lines between her crack from asshole to clit. Her pussy gaped open, inviting Sam's big cock for a scrumptious meal. Sam obliged and slowly ran his knob between the pussy folds before pushing his cock into Celeste's waiting cunt. He didn't leave his loving at that. Stimulating her clit with one hand, he played with her asshole with the other. Sam's movements from behind and the taste of the beautiful pussy before her sent Celeste into a blissful erotic spin. With the care and attention of a curious child, Celeste spread Naomi's pussy lips apart and rubbed two fingers up and down the slit before disappearing into the love hole. By now the whole vulva was glistening with cunt nectar and Celeste finger fucked Naomi while being fucked by Sam. A tap on her shoulder broke her concentration. The cameraman stood behind her with his camera on his shoulder. He wanted her to move so he could shoot the action. Celeste looked at Naomi for permission. She just nodded, too far-gone in her passion to care. The sex became a choreographed display of cunts and cock, tongues and fingers, tits and asses. As if on cue, Naomi and Celeste knelt before Sam and took turns to suck his cock. The cameraman positioned himself for the money shot and when he was ready, Sam erupted, spewing cum over the faces of his two female lovers. Celeste and Naomi licked each other's face clean before all three collapsed on the grass. The setting sun spread its glorious rays across the African sky as if applauding their fucking. This will be their first night together in the wilderness of passion, thought Celeste before following the others back to camp to settle in. Adult Reality TV Ch. 2 The South African Nightjar's mournful lament, "Good Lord, Deliver Us", filled the night air as Naomi, Sam and I, Celeste sat around the fire. We were silent, listening to the sounds of the night. The fire cast flickering shadows on our naked bodies. I broke the silence. "Naomi, where did you learn about South African plant life?" Naomi took a deep breath, as if scooping up enough courage to reveal a secret. "I was raised by a sangoma, a medicine woman." "But I thought you were American." "I left South Africa to start a new life but after a few mishaps in America and my lover dumping me, I wanted to return to my roots." "Well, I'm glad you did," said Sam. "Without you the meal wouldn't have been so tasty." "And I wouldn't have eaten your pussy," said I. It felt strange and exiting to relax naked around the fire after our first day on an adult reality TV program being shot in the South African bush. It felt great to be filmed while we made love on the riverbank. Licking a pussy while being fucked from behind helped me trust my companions for our survival for the next twenty-seven days. Sam had earlier secured the hide of the impala in the river to soak as the first step in the tanning process. He had also cut the venison in strips to dry as a precaution against decay. Naomi had gathered more herbs and roots for future use. I had collected dry ironwood and dropped it next to the fire. The camera crew shot everything and didn't have a chance to eat. Naomi gave them food and asked to be left alone for the rest of the night. The crew was only too happy to oblige. I moved closer to Naomi and kissed her luscious lips and darted my tongue in her mouth. Naomi responded by caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. If I could make love to a beautiful woman twice in one day, bring on the surviving. I inserted my fingers into my pussy to make sure that the wetness I felt was real and to taste it as well. Bringing my fingers between our lips I tasted the sweetness and arousal. Naomi's own need kicked in. The next thing I knew she started to ravage me, tracing wet kisses over my tits, my belly and to my vulva. "I love your shaved pussy," whispered Naomi from between my legs. "You are not afraid to expose your vulnerability to the world. I like that." Lying against the tree, I opened my legs wider and called Sam closer. He came to stand next to me and pushed his dick toward my face. Like a calf trying to find its mother's teat to suckle on, I opened my mouth and waited for Sam's protruding manhood. Sam guided his cock into my mouth. Grabbing his tool, I licked around its helmet first and then flicked my tongue over its eye. Pouting my lips I sucked onto the knob and slowly pushed it past the resistance of my lips into my warm mouth. I could feel it hitting the back of my throat. Using both hands I played with his balls and started a forward and backward motion of my head. But Naomi who found the sensitive spot on my clit interrupted my rhythm. I jerked back, startled by the sensation. No one has ever discovered that tiny trigger and when Naomi saw my reaction, she continued to give me maximum pleasure. I nearly choked on Sam's beautiful cock and all I could manage was small licks between my whimpering. Naomi stuck two fingers into my cunt and played with my g-spot. She ran her tongue between my pussy lips and caused my juices to overflow with joy. I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to let go of all control, even of the blowjob I was giving Sam. He must've understood because he dropped to his knees next to me and suckled on my teats. As I reached my climax I let out a scream that startled my lovers. It was the roar of a lion close by that spurt us into action. "Quick, up the tree!" I shouted. I gave Naomi a lift and then Sam. My own knees were still too weak to scamper after them. They had to pull me up just in time. An old male lion walked into our camp, looking for an easy kill. He prowled around for most of the night, looking for the venison he could smell. We each found a branch to make us comfortable for the night. No one said anything - maybe we were too frightened or just too tired. I must have fallen a sleep just before sunrise because the next thing I heard was Sam groaning and felt the weak rays of the morning sun in my eyes. Sam was hugging the tree trunk like a lover, his arms and legs locked around it. Naomi was lying on a branch with her feet against the trunk. We were still naked. I looked down and saw nothing of the lion. When my feet hit the ground I was ready to jump back if the lion showed so much as a flicker. Scouting around to make sure everything was in order, I felt alive again. This is my valley, my world where I am at home, where I can be myself without the hypocrisy of society. The tree eventually gave birth to Sam and Naomi, both still very scared. Sam had an erection and Naomi's eyes were bloodshot. "Didn't sleep well?" I got the fire going and trotted off to the river to fetch water for our morning coffee. On the way back I managed to pick up a large piece of bark to use as a kettle. That day we spent on improving our camp, our beds and built a toilet away from the river. Sam kept himself occupied with the preparation to tan the hide, Naomi with her herbs and I made a more arrows. I also worked on the long intestines of the impala I shot the day before into another bowstring. The camera crew shot a few scenes of our work but since we were not going to fuck again, they called for an early night. After our supper Sam gave us each a pair of moccasins that fitted perfectly. By eight ó clock Naomi and I fell asleep in Sam's arms. My last thought before I drifted into a deep sleep was that the lion could go and fuck himself, I'm not moving. The next day was as uneventful as the second but the third day brought excitement no one would have predicted. We had our first visit from the producer and his psychologist. Early on the third day, before the camera crew could see me leave, I slipped away to hunt for something other than venison. The moccasins made travel easier and an hour from camp I picked up the spoor of a rabbit. It took me another hour and a half to find it and when it jumped from its hiding place my aim with the bow was true. On my return I was so deep in thought about my nudity in nature with my two lovers that I nearly walked into our host. Fred and Julia had just parked their 4X4 vehicle a distance off and were on foot to find us. There was no way that I could let them walk into our camp unannounced. I fell into rhythm behind them and when Fred took the lead in a narrow path, I grabbed Julia from behind. My left hand covered her mouth while I scooped her up with my right and disappeared into the bush. When Fred turned around to talk to Julia she was gone. I pushed Julia against a tree and pressed my naked body against her. With my hand still covering her mouth I quickly ripped off her clothes and tied her up with her bra and belt. I stuffed a sexy panty in her mouth to keep her quiet. Fred came frantically looking for her and as he walked beneath a branch I pounced on his back. Using my weight and surprise I pushed his face in the sand and before he could recover stripped him of all his clothes. I didn't remove their boots. "Now we're equal," I said throwing their clothes in the bush. I freed Julia who immediately covered her pussy with both hands. Her perky breasts quivered with anticipation and her nipples stood out like beacons on a hill. I bet Fred always wanted to fuck her because his prick was growing bigger by the second. "Walk." "Now listen here - Celeste, isn't it? You cannot do this to us," complained a very uncomfortable Julia. "Why not? You entered our turf without warning us." "Where is my crew?" Fred was impatient, but I prodded him with one of the arrows to keep walking. "We're here for our weekly visit," insisted Fred. "You have to explain that to the Supreme Council." "Who the fuck is that?" "Just wait and see, and keep your trap shut." I walked behind Julia and was immediately aroused by her beautiful tanned ass. This wasn't the first time Fred's prissy shrink was nude in the sun. It will be fun to pull the real Julia from herself, I thought. Fred's prick was of a good size, and he was proud of it. The circumcised head looked like cruise missile ready to strike. The faint smile on his lips betrayed his true feelings about being captured, stripped and taken prisoner. He was enjoying it. Well, so was I, and that was the reason we were in this crazy show in the first place, to have fun. Close to the camp I hollered at Sam and Naomi. They came running to see what was wrong with the camera crew in hot pursuit. Naomi was the first to arrive and when she saw my naked prisoners she slapped Fred, glared at Julia and confronted me. "What the fuck is this?" "Fred and Julia." "I'm not stu.. Why are they naked?" Sam just smiled when he saw the naked Julia. She also had an effect on him. Variety is the spice of life and with one extra cock and pussy in the camp I knew that we were going to have a ball. The cameraman was already shooting the whole scene. Naomi wasn't a happy camper and I could see that some unresolved issues between her and Fred needed to be sorted out. And the best way to do it was a good clusterfuck. While I tied their hands above their heads to the tree, I brushed my ass cheeks against Fred's erection and pushed my tits against Julia's. Her small pubic triangle directed my hand to her clit. I was pleasantly surprised to encounter a wet and slippery pussy. "You're going to enjoy this," I whispered in her ear. "Lust in the Dust would be a good title for your book." I walked to Fred and played with his cock and balls. Precum was already seeping from its eye. Then the cameraman was next to me, indicating that I must suck on it for a clear shot. I obliged and with my pointed tongue tasted his juices before I swallowed his dick. Then Naomi pulled me off. "You slut," she screamed at me. But before she could go any further I pinned her arms to her sides in a hug and kissed her. The taste of his precum on my tongue calmed her down. I caressed her tits and her ass before I went down on her. Opening her legs for the cameraman to get a clear shot I sucked on her clit and protruding pussy lips. I realized that I was in control of the situation and was directing this scene for TV. I better make it look good, with enough drama, tension and sex. I got up and left Naomi close to an orgasm. The amusement on Fred's face was taunting and I decided that I would make him beg for release. Sam was already stroking his cock, ready to go into 'battle'. Taking Naomi by the hand I led her to the tied Julia. "Kiss her." Naomi looked at me. "Kiss her," I repeated. Naomi gave Julia a peck on the lips. "Not like that. Give her a proper French kiss." Naomi did as I instructed and slipped her tongue into Julia's open mouth. Inspecting the kiss I saw Julia responding to the caress by hungrily licking and sucking on Naomi's mouth and tongue. The cameraman was also busy filming the two naked women kissing in the bush. "Sam, get behind Julia and put that dick of yours to good use." I was enjoying this. He moved in behind Julia, cupped her breasts and kissed the small of her neck and nibbled on her ears. Julia pushed out her bums as a clear sign that she wanted Sam inside her. He guided his manhood into her wet cunt and started to fuck her. Naomi dropped to her knees, licked Julia's clit and inserted a finger next to Sam's shaft into her cunt. Every once in a while they changed positions to help the cameraman get a better shot of the action. My hand was on my vulva, frigging my self to a climax. "What about me?" moaned Fred. His cock was as hard as rock, ready to burst. I thought Naomi took pity on the guy when she walked over to him. "You ungrateful bastard. You kicked me out of our love nest so you could shack up with her." Naomi was fuming. "I think she realizes what a two timer you are. I didn't mind you fucking other women, but I also wanted that same privilege to fuck whom I wanted. But no, you are such a jealous prick." With that she flicked a finger on his aching cock. Fred howled in pain and lust. Sam and Julia were still fucking. He rubbed her clit and slammed into her from behind. Her face was aglow with lust and passion. I could hear her breaths shortening in a buildup to a massive climax. She shuddered and screamed in the throws of an earth shattering orgasm. Before Sam could cum I pulled him out of her pussy and stuck it into my mouth. He shot the first of his load deep in my throat and when the cameraman arrived I took away my mouth. The rest of his milky juices spurted on my face and tits. Naomi come over and licked every drop from my body. It took us a while to recover. Our two prisoners were still tied up. "What about them?" I asked. To be continued... Please send your comments Adult Reality TV Ch. 3 The third day of our 30-day reality TV survival program had a few surprises for Celeste, Sam and me, Naomi. The first was the arrival of the producer, Fred and program psychologist, Julia at our camp, and the second was Julia's massive orgasm. She must have been without sex for a long time. We had to decide on the fate of our captives. Celeste turned to me. "What's the best punishment for Fred?" I smiled. This man had double standards. I had to endure his sexcapades with other women but when I flirted with a film director, Fred blew a gasket. Okay, Fred caught us in bed but when I caught him with his hussies, he was just experimenting. I saw an opportunity to get my revenge. "Untie Julia." When Celeste in tied her Julia fell into her arms and gave her a big, sexy hug, her naked breasts pressing against Celeste's, her arms around her neck and her mouth on those beautiful lips of Celeste. Julia slid her hands down Celeste's back to settle on her bum cheeks. The smile on Celeste's face indicated how much she enjoyed the way she was caressed, like she knew what she was doing. I was getting wet just by looking at them. "Thank you," I heard Julia said before she kissed Celeste again. Despite the obvious pleasure Celeste broke the embrace and wanted to know why she thanked her. "I would never have done what you've made me do today," we heard her say. "I wanted to have that orgasm for two years but guilt prevented me." "Hold on." Celeste sat Julia's naked bum on a log. "I want to know what your evaluation is of our behavior. Would you describe my actions in your capture as domination or manipulation? How would you classify Sam's fucking you from behind? Does he suffer from intimacy deprivation? What about Naomi? Is she an immature lesbian or a fully fletched bisexual?" Julia got up and danced around, her tits bouncing up and down. "Who the fuck cares? Your charade did me more good than six years of study and seeing a shrink for three." "I'm glad you're feeling better, but we still have to do something about this prick," I said. The prick in question – Fred's - was as hard as ever and it's purple head oozed precum. "I would love to fuck him," said Julia, "but on my terms. He must stay tied up, and while Celeste fuck him, Sam must give it to him from behind. He always wanted to know what it feels like." "What about me?" asked Sam, "who says I want to fuck him?" "It will definitely increase your chances to win that prize," answered Julia. Well, she ought to know. "We'll let the camera crew film it for your own private library and future use." "Sounds fair," said Sam. Maybe he wanted to know what it is like to make love to another man. I always thought that any person is worth loving or fucking, man or woman. The expression on Fred's face was hard to fathom, was it lust, or anguish or both? Celeste was the first on her knees, sucking on Fred's erection. Julia came in from behind and stimulated his bum hole. I took Sam to stand before Fred to pump his cock into my still wet hole. After a few minutes of fucking, when Sam was well lubricated, Julia came over to take him for his first man on man sex. Once behind Fred Julia proceeded to get Sam inside Fred. Bending over Celeste turned around and inserted Fred's cock into her waiting pussy. She controlled their actions and on the count of three Sam pushed his dick beyond the piece de resistance. Their actions looked like the pistons of the wheels of an old locomotive, going back and forth. Julia dropped in front of me and pushed my legs apart. She looked at my smooth vulva and smiled. Her hand slowly lifted and with her delicate fingers touched my naked pussy. When she rubbed my clit between her thumb and finger my legs buckled. Steadying myself I hooked my one leg over her shoulder and pushed her face into my aching cunt. Julia slowly parted my lips with a helping hand and flicked her tongue across the entrance of my love canal. She slurped up the juices before she started to tongue fuck me. She must have learned these techniques at another place than in a lecture room. Julia just knew how and where to touch me, and before I got used to her tongue inside my cunt, she moved away. Then I felt the knuckle of a finger traveling up and down my slit, causing a sensation to ripple through my body. The grunts escaping from Fred signaled his own pleasure. Sam and Celeste were fucking him in unison and it seemed that their combined climax was close at hand. The camera crew tried to film both actions but got lost panning between the two groups. I indicated to the crew to focus on Sam and Celeste's action with Fred. As the cameraman got in position both Sam and Fred pulled their dicks out to gush their cum over Celeste. The three collapsed in a heap. Julia and I watched the spectacle as we embraced each other. The crew left us alone for a while. I still wanted to return the favor to Julia but it had to wait. "You still haven't fucked Fred," I said. "O yes, I did. You see, he tried to get into my panties for a year now and he will have to wait as long as he is my boss. I don't fuck my way to the top." "Well, Doctor, are you ready to go?" Fred was the first to recover. We all trooped down to the river to wash off all the love and sand from our bodies. I used the opportunity to caress Julia's breasts, her back, bum cheeks and her vulva. I gave her a long kiss before they returned to their 4X4 vehicle. "Tomorrow is the weekly rendezvous, be there at noon," commanded Fred. Early the next day we picked up the map to our rendezvous point and set off to be there on time. Our camera crew had packed their equipment and left us the previous evening. They said that a new team would join us at the rendezvous. Skirting around a clump of thorn bush, I wondered how the other teams were doing. Julia had told Sam that they were not doing to well. I insisted we take enough food along to feed the others as well. Although Celeste had to use all her bush savvy to understand the map and find the rally point, we were the first to arrive. Sam quickly had a fire going, I prepared the roots and fruits while Celeste scouted around for the others. We made a lot of noise to help the teams find us. A few minutes before noon the four teams arrived, looking the worst for wear. They were thin, irritable and dirty. Their clothes were torn and their knives were broken or gone. When the smell of the food reached their tired noses, they quickened their paces. That day we fed them all. After they washed themselves and their clothes in the river the four couples' appearances improved somewhat. They thanked us again and again for what we did just to stare at their naked saviors. Two men hugged me and pushed their groins against my pussy. The women openly kissed Celeste and touched her tits and smooth pussy. Sam was grinning like a naughty boy caught with his hands in the cookie jar. His erection was a tell tale sign of how the women expressed their gratitude. Around one ó clock Fred and Julia arrived with the camera crews. One team decided they had enough and asked to leave. Then Fred had the last laugh. He placed Celeste, Sam and me with different teams. We tried to protest but Fred said that we know more about survival than the others, and he wanted more action in the other groups. Then Fred dropped another bomb; we must exchange one item for something else. The three pairs swapped back their clothes for shoes or a pot. I returned my bag for an ax. I saw Sam and Celeste do the same. We were still working and thinking like a team. I walked over to my ex-team mates and hugged them. I kissed Celeste and played with her clit ring and gave Sam's penis a loving caress. "I will miss this," said I, "but I hope to get reacquainted with you soon." Fighting back a tear I strolled over to my new team, Graham and Anne, two city dwellers who romanticized survival. They were also naked and trying to hide their genitals. Their arms and legs were tanned but their torso's still pale. Anne had long brown hair, medium size tits and an unkempt bush. Graham was medium built with a medium sized penis. I halted in front of Anne and forced her hands from her pussy to replace it with my own. She wanted to protest but I shut her up with a kiss on her mouth. I frigged her clit and pushed two fingers in her wet cunt. Anne was aroused by the situation and slowly relaxed to open her legs to my insistent hand. Graham pushed me away from Anne. "Keep your hands away from her. She is mine." I grabbed his growing erection and started to pump while I French kissed him. His resistance crumbled against my onslaught. "No one belongs to anybody," I whispered in his ear. "There is enough love for all to go around. If you want to survive, get with the program." Picking up my gear I set off to find their camp. Dumbfounded they scampered after me. The camera crew followed us at a distance. Graham took the lead and followed the signs he left on their way in. Good boy, I thought, you just might do. On the way to our destination I foraged for roots, berries and herbs. Their camp was a shambles. They might've known how to decorate a New York apartment but how they survived for five days was beyond me. The tiny fire was in the wrong place, they didn't have adequate bedding or protection against predators and the camp was too far from the river. I quickly organized them to move camp to a better place closer to the water, built the fire and get our bedding more comfortable. Using my ax I erected a secure fence, fashioned plates and a pot, and made a spear. By late afternoon when our new camp looked in good shape we went for a swim. My teammates were getting used to being naked and we frolicked in the water for a while. When Graham left us to see to his ablution I used the time to do one more chore. I called Anne to sit on a rock in the water with her legs spread. "We cannot have you walking around with such an unruly bush," I said, taking my razor-sharp knife and shaved her pussy hair. Her frightened eyes were like two moons staring at me, waiting to be cut. Experience and arousal guided the knife in my hand as I removed all the hair from her mound. I even shaved the few strays around her anus. Sitting back to admire my handiwork I was amazed at the natural beauty of her pussy. Her long clit snuggled between the folds of her two puffy lips. A small pink knob peeked from the clithood, begging for attention. There wasn't a crinkle in the pussy lips, which opened slightly at the base to allow me a look at the opening of her vagina. The sight mesmerized me. Anne was shaking as I bent down to lick her pussy. When I touched her clit she nearly jumped off the rock. Steadying her with my hands clasping her thighs I sucked on her long clit, giving it a blowjob. Her cunt juices began to flow and I wanted to taste it. Abandoning her clit I opened her pussy lips with my tongue like Moses did with the Red Sea, and stuck it into her love hole. Anne's shout of pleasure alerted Graham who was taking a dump somewhere in the bush. He came running to see his fiancé in the throws of passion. Washing himself before he arrived he was shocked to see Anne's shaved pussy. Lust took over and before he fucked her he planted kisses all over her vulva. Straddling Anne's face looking at Graham between her legs, I opened my own pussy lips for her to pleasure. She wasn't at first sure what to do but when I pushed my vulva onto her mouth and rubbed it across her face a couple of times, she got the message. His face still dripping with her juices, Graham got up and started to fuck her. Leaning over I frigged her clit while Graham pumped his dick into her cunt. Anne was getting the hang of pussy licking and combined with the sight before me, my own orgasm was reaching critical mass. Then Graham kissed my open mouth inserting his tongue down my throat. That sent me into a climax and buckling my knees. Anne also reached her orgasm when Graham spurted his cum on her freshly shaven mound. After we washed the sex from our bodies, I saw the camera crew standing on the riverbank, filming. I walked over to chat. This was the first time I took notice of the crew. The cameraman, Curt, was a man in his thirties, well built, dark and handsome in a rugged sort of way. The sound person, Delia, was a sexy young woman, with long legs, large breasts and a winning smile. "If you're going to film us fucking, you better strip off al your clothes," I said. "We're not supposed to interact with you," said Delia. "The rules have just changed. I want to see the both of you naked." Graham and Anne have joined me, both looking comfortable with their nudity. Anne helped Curt out of his clothes while Graham removed Delia's t-shirt and jeans. The crew could do nothing but accept the change in dress code. I was impressed with Curt's manhood, at least a thing eight-inch fuck-pole. "You're also moving in with us," I said. That night we slept together, five naked people with an inquisitive hand touching an erect penis here and a finger caressing a clit there. We fell into a sensual deep sleep. The next morning Curt's bumping against me while fucking Anne woke me. I looked over to see Graham's reaction but he and Anne was in a 69 position pleasuring each other. I was not invited to this fucking party so I did the next best thing. I went out to hunt. That time of the morning many animals were on their way to the river or returning from their drinking. The best place for an ambush was on a game trail. My deductions were correct and within an hour I found a trail frequented by smaller game. At a strategic place I set traps and continued my hunt. Coming around a bush I surprised a warthog coming out of his den in the ground. My reflections were instant and with a heave I shove my spear into its body. After I skinned it and cut out the choice pieces I rushed back to camp. We need to get the rest of the meat back as soon as possible. The four lovers sat around the fire discussing their newfound interest. "Sorry to break up your little love nest," I said, "but I need your help to carry the rest of the animal." Graham and Curt accompanied me while Anne and Delia prepared the meat. When we got back the meat was ready and I quickly picked Maroela fruit from a tree close by. After our feast we quickly settled into a routine of survival. The one thing we kept as a surprise was our lovemaking. With Curt and Delia joining in the sexual fun we had variety and kept boredom at bay. The two different cocks and pussies made the time fly. The best surprise I got was when Anne and Delia took me to the river to wash every part of my body. They lingered on my clit, my pussy and my tits. They both suckled on my nipples and finger fucked me. They also licked my backdoor and even slipped a finger in. They then put me in the sun to dry and continued to stimulate my clit. As I was wondering what they were up to I saw Graham and Curt moving in. Their erect cocks fascinated me, so different, yet so similar. Anne pushed me onto my knees before the two cocks. Taking one in each hand I put both into my mouth, rubbing their dicks together. I took turns to deep throat their cocks and played with their balls. Anne broke our little show up and indicated to Curt to lie on our soft bedding. Delia made me straddle over his cock and pushed it inside my wet pussy. Graham got behind me and pushed his pole into my well-lubricated ass. This was my first double penetration experience and I enjoyed the stuffed feeling. Being sandwiched between the two men meant that I couldn't do a thing but let go of all control. As I shook with a passionate climax I saw Anne and Delia grinding their pussies together. With so much pleasure going around, we could survive on love. (If you'd like to read more adventures, please let me know.)