1. Almond Girl


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    bank. Gunshots ripped through the dark and pocked the wide, flowing river. The old woman was sputtering for breath, but she was alive. Together, Jagger and the almond girl held her between them and rode the current downstream. ~~~ Jagger lost track of how long they spent floating in the current. It felt like hours, but the river was mercifully deep and wide. All they really needed to focus on was holding together and treading water. Still, his muscles were sore from working to keep the old woman securely between the almond girl and himself. If it weren’t for the chain connecting his left hand to the younger woman’s right, he was sure they would have lost her. The echoes of the barking chase dogs had faded out to nothing long ago, but the river was still a better mode of transportation than taking the jungle on foot in the darkness, so they kept floating as long as they could. Despite their lack of a common language, there was no question about the universal concern: get as far away as possible as fast as possible. By the time the first flashes of sunrise appeared through the leaves, the river started to grow narrower and shallower. Jagger gave the almond girl a nod, and they started kicking their way toward the bank. The old woman had kept her arms around the man’s neck the whole time, but she moved her hands onto his shoulders and started kicking with them. Until then, it had been like having a large infant between them. The bank consisted of alternating patches of sand, ...
    juts of moss covered stones and clots of jungle scrub and trees growing up to the edge of the water. They aimed for a patch of sand, and as they got their footing, the old woman finally separated from them. Once they were all out of the water, Jagger and the young woman sat down in the sand while the old woman hobbled wearily to a fallen log and rested there. He wasn’t sure if he was feeling relief or pure exhaustion. Maybe it was a combination of both. The old woman seemed perfectly calm. She was even smiling as she closed her eyes and lifted her face toward the sun. The almond girl’s long, raven hair was pasted wet to her shoulders and neck. A few strands were plastered to her face. Her white tank top was soaked and clinging to her body. Her round, wet breasts heaved against the translucent fabric as she caught her breath. She wore pale grey leggings that were also translucent wet. The round shapeliness of her thighs and pussy struck Jagger’s vision hard. She wore nothing under the leggings to obscure the impudent pout of her sex lips. Even in the sunlight, her complexion was still the color of almonds, and her eyes were shaped like them. He raised his eyes to meet hers. She’d seen him looking at her, but there was no judgment in her gaze. There was a collective air of relief and astonishment among them. They’d made it out, even if only into the middle of this foreign wilderness. Jagger could feel the crash begin to descend after a marathon adrenaline rush. He was aware of the ...
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