Posted by NBabe on June 02, 1999 at 12:55:58:
Escape From Amazon Island
Well, I have lived to tell the story. I am the only one left of the party that washed ashore on what I have come to call Amazon Island. My two buddies and I were flying from Cambera to Auckland for a meeting of regional CIA agents and developed engine trouble. Our two engine Cessna went down about 3 hours out and we deployed our life raft. After floating for a few days we sighted an island off in the distance and paddled to it. After getting to shore, I left them to build us a shelter on a small hill near the beach and went out scavenging for food. I had my government issue .380 semiautomatic with silencer to hunt with, but didn't see much animal life. I did collect some coconuts and berries before going back for the evening to rest for the next day. It seemed to be a very large island, I could not figure why it was on no maps.
Upon returning to our camp, i noticed it was very, very, quiet. As I drew closer, I could see that items were just thrown all over and could not see my friends anywhere. As I walked closer, I came upon the body of Jim. He was laying on the path with two arrows protruding from his chest. Half his shirt had been cut away and I could see several large jagged knife wounds. I readied my weapon and searched further. I then found Frank in much the same condition. Rather than bury them and let anyone know I was about, I left them and took what supplies I could find and use and went deeper into the Jungle until i found a small, almost hidden cave near a stream. I went inside covering the entrance as best i could with folage.
Sleep didn't come easy as visions of my comrades went through my head. Early the next morning i heard some noise in the water down a little from my cave. I could not see who it was, so i took my weapon and moved through the brush. At the side of the stream was a beautiful girl. She must have been just short of six feet with flowing brown hair and a figure like a fashion model. My eyes couldn't believe what they saw. She must have had 36C boobs and a curvaceous figure that would put most movie stars to shame. She was wearing a bra made from half coconuts and a small breach cloth. I could see a sheathed dagger on her belt and a bow and arrows at the side of the stream on the ground.
I slipped closer. It was hard to believe this was probably one of the ones that killed my friends. I had heard of amazons, but didn't really believe they existed, or at least still existed. Must be no one has been here or left in centuries. I finally had my chance she leaned over and I sprung up behind her wrapping an arm around and putting my hand over her mouth. At the same time i pressed the silencer to her back and "poof" fired a shot. I had raised her to standing and could see the blood spray out of her as the bullet exited her front. I looked down over her shoulder and saw the blood streaming from where her navel use to be and also down her back and the crack of her well shaped butt. She went limp and her extremities shook wildly, the shot had severed her backbone and spinal cord and blow right through her viscera.
I dragged her back into the brush and dropped her as i watched her withe on the ground i couldn't help but to rip the bra from her and fondle those tits. They were firm and the nipples were like rock. I imagined she was writhing in pleasure rather than pain. I wanted her very badly. Hell, why not, I rolled her onto a log with her butt in the air and unzipped my pants releasing my cock. I pulled up the breach cloth and entered her wet warm opening and began to pump into her like some huge piston. I pumped harder and faster and it sounded like she was moaning in pleasure between the squishes of blood. Her legs and arms trembled as she had no muscle control and i imagined her having an orgasm as i spewed a load into her hot wet chamber.
I rolled her on her back and fondled the tits once more before leaving her to writhe and slowly bleed to death. I took her dagger and archery equipment and set out. Luckily for me, I took that jungle survival course and I have been a field agent for 10 years. A little farther along, i noticed someone approaching. I crouched mostly hidden with the bow and arrows. As i watched, another tall brunette approached. Apparently, she was looking for the first one. In her belt was the missing part of Jim's shirt and a short sword. She wore the same outfit, but her tits were not as large as the first one. I waited, and waited as she got closer and closer. Finally, i pulled back on the arrow and "twang" let it fly. It flew straight to her left tit and nailed the coconut shell to it. I watched as she fell and tried to scream.
As i approached i could see why she did not. The blood from her mouth told the story, it was frothy with air bubbles, the shaft was deep and obviously penetrated the lung. Blood leaked out from under the coconut shell in all directions and her butt was writhing a hole into the soft ground. I reached down and took her sword and continued to watch her. I was gaining some pleasure from watching these women pay for what they did to my friends. I got down and put my knee in her groin and put my dagger point just below the breast bone and pushed enough to depress the skin. Her eyes showed the pain as she kept coughing up blood which now covered her cheeks and chin. The only thing that would have looked better would have been my cum mixed with it.
As I leaned forward i whispered "paybacks are a bitch aren't they?" and shoved the dagger up through her diaphragm into her chest cavity and heart. Blood poured out as her eyes rolled and she spasmed. I got up and pulled her under some brush to lay and die. I went back to my cave and rested for the night. I would do more hunting for amazons and an escape method in the morning.
Thing was, that wasn't the way it would work I heard some rustling outside. Someone had found my cave. I got back into the dark but didn't have time to douse the light. In comes a tall blonde with the greenest eyes. Her tits are smaller than the previous two, but still ample and perky. She wears a white gown that goes to about 2 inches above the knee and has a drawn dagger in her hand. Her breasts bounce free under the fabric as she obviously has no bra but her nipples are hard from the adrenaline of the moment. She stands after entering looking around. I can't take any chances. "poof, poof" two bullets spew from my gun.
Two black holes appear in the neighborhood of her navel in the white fabric. As she looks down, they start to turn red and the red begins to spread as the dagger falls from her hands and she sinks to her knees holding the wound with one hand. I move out as her body sways back and forth. I fire a shot "poof" another black hole, this time in her right tit. Another red circle as she falls to her back on the ground. I look outside, good she is alone. I come back in and move her to my grass bed. I put her on her right side and move close behind her pulling her gown up around her neck. I feel her sqirm against me as i fondle her unruined tit and move my hand over her upper stomach area. I release my hard cock and begin to slowly screw her gradually building speed as i drive against her squirming hips. As i spew my sticky load into her, i fall asleep still inside her quivering and squirming body my arm around her with my hand on her unruined tit.
The next morning, I awaken still close to her now cold and stiff body. Her eyes staring at the back of the cave and my cum covering her groin and inner thigh. On my shirt are two blood spots from where the blood from the exits wounds on her back had oozed onto me. I drag her body to the back of the cave and leave her lay and take all my supplies. Today, I have to find a way to escape. I may not be this lucky in future encounters. I didn't gain much from the blonde, just 10 feet of rope. I walk off heading across the island to look for a boat or some way to leave. After a few hours, I climb a banyon tree to hide and eat some lunch. As i am resting, I see another amazon coming down the path and standing under the branch where i hide. She is equally tall to the others wearing a white gown like the blonde. She has jet black hair and a dark complexion and has that athletic build and perky well endowed bosom.
I reach silently for the rope and open the noose i have fashioned on one end. I drop the noose over her head and drop down from the other side of the branch pulling her about 4 inches off the ground. Her toes dance as the rope tightens and she begins to strangle from her own weight. I tie off the rope and go to her and begin to fondle her body as i let her legs wrap partially on me to keep her from dying too soon. I love punishing these broads for what they did. They have no mercy, neither do I. I fondle her tits through the fabric and move my hands up her smooth thighs lifting her skirt and cupping her butt cheeks. My hand rubs up and down her slit and i can feel her wet warmth as she moans and chokes.
Soon i have her penetrated and am using my grip on her ass to drive into her. She is wet and hot as she surrounds my cock inside her. Her eyes show her mixture of anger/pleasure/pain as i drive deep just before filling her with cum. As my cum spews into her, i jump as high as i can and pull up my legs letting both our weights pull us down and tighten and jerk the rope around her neck. I hear a cracking noise and when i look at her face i see the odd angle of her head and her tongue sticking out with slobbering down her chin. Her neck broken so badly, a bone splinter comes out the side of her neck and a small trickle of blood flows down her neck. Her tits heave once as her lungs try to fill with air then the last air escapes as a soft sigh. I leave her twirling on the rope her arms and legs spasming as she twirls and go on.
I finally get to the other side of the island. There in a cove is a small fishing boat and laying sunning herself is another of the amazon bitches. She is quite different. She is not tall like the others, but rather short and pixish with long reddish brown hair and still the bouncy tits. She is dressed like the first two, but in her case, looking at her bra, all i could think of is her cup runneth over. I also remember thinking that she must be a hormonally challenged amazon being so short. She definitely was a woman, not a child. I approach silently until i am almost on top of her. She jumps up, but it is too late, my sword finds her belly just above the navel. SHe looks down at it and wraps her hand around the blade as i push her off of it on her back in the bottom of the boat.
I get in the boat watching her squirm on the deck and begin rowing out into the small channel. About 100 feet from shore, I see a familiar sight. Dorsal fins breaking the water's surface. It is a small group of thresher sharks. Not large by the standards of this part of the world or great whites, but still man......, or woman eaters. I grab the small broad by the hair and pick her writhing body out pushing her over the side. I watch as she vainly tryies to swim and as her blood enters the water. In the blink of an eye i see a dark torpedo shaped body swim at her and remove a chunk of her belly releasing more blood. The last i see of her is another dark body swim between her thighs and white teeth clamping on her groin as she is pulled under and out of sight. I remember thinking that she probably was never eaten that well before.
I put up the sail and about a 2 days later, i am discovered by a tramp freighter out of Port Morisby. I made my report. The agency searched for the island but could not find it. For now at least, Amazon Island will hold whatever other secrets it has. I can't help but wonder if there are any more amazons left living. I know i will never forget my time there.