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The figure that exited the Land Rover was unmistakable to anyone who followed Antiquity Collection and Extreme Archeology: The dark brown hair tied into a nearly asscrack long, braided pony tail; sleeveless t-shirt stretched nearly terminally tight over a slim torso equipped with a pair of unfettered, C-cup breasts with barely a hint of sag and whose nipples, for all appearances, were permanently erect; wide hips encased in khaki shorts with two inch long, baggy legs and a reinforced seat desperately trying to contain a world class ass of broad, round, smoothly muscular buttocks split by an asscrack to die for; long, smooth, usually bare legs of a soccer star; small backpack and, of course, twin.

Lara Croft. She stood beside the Land Rover and looked around. Certainly there would be some some signs of habitation covered by the surrounding jungle and artifacts buried in the soil.

But there were no stone or other permanent structures here. And that meant there had never been any seats of government, or religious centers, or even Conquistador fortresses for storing gold.

Without those important, and lasting, buildings, she knew there would be no artifacts of the kind she was famous for obtaining: Unique objects of great occult or precious metal value.

A wasted trip, it was beginning to look. And it had been a trip! Pure hell getting here! No wonder this was one of the most sparsely populated places in Chiapas!

Almost entirely jungle for some fifty miles in every direction, there was, literally, only glorified donkey tracks the last twenty.

Not one person! Jutting up from a wide, low base fifty or so feet high, the peak itself rose only some two hundred feet above the base.

Furthermore it looked…odd. The very first oddity, apart from his height, was that it was just sitting there, alone, in the jungle. Incongruous like a lone Mayan pyramid in this jungle, it stuck out in satellite images like a sore thumb.

On satellite images it was the only structure of any height within an area of nearly square miles of jungle. That was one of the reasons that attracted her to it.

A lone stone pyramid, very likely surrounded by the ruins of one story stone homes of the rich and powerful or mud thatched homes of the commoner.

That was why she was so disappointed with her initial observation of the area. There should be at least some remnants of the stone walls of the homes of the nobility, or of public buildings.

Sure, the thatched homes of the common folk would be long gone in this jungle, but stone structures should have remains easily observed from the ground!

In fact, the bottom of the spire was hardly double the width of the top section. That was not natural! But not in a jungle like this, where the foliage stifled any breeze and the ubiquitous plant life actually slowed down erosion.

It should be more triangular in shape, more like a mountain in form! In fact, the topmost section broadened out over the tapering mid section. Most strange for a…natural object!

More like a structure like a Space Needle, or skyscraper…something designed! The peak tapered, oh so gently, as it rose.

The flare expanded outward until it became nearly as wide as its base, then began tapering again until it reached a dull point at the very apex.

For the first time since she exited her Land Rover she began thinking that this trip might have been worth it! For no civilization on Earth ever, excepting maybe the past couple hundred years, could have manufactured such a structure!

Carved it, possibly! But why go to all the effort, in a jungle short on protein sources for workers, carve such a structure? Well, that was for her to find out!

For the briefest moment she fantasied about discovering a second Sphinx half a world away from the first!

But she rapidly shook the thought off. Collect your data! Find something to make this trip worthwhile! When she opened her eyes, and mind, it would be with a blank slate.

Ready to be filled with, hopefully, unbiased observations! Her first glance at the mountain after opening her eyes, her first new impression of it, honestly startled her.

It looked somewhat like a giant bullet! Or a mid-Twentieth Century idea of a rocket ship! Or, an erect penis!

Suddenly she noticed how…hot she was! But she thought that, even accounting for the climate, she was sweating much more profusely than normal. She was sweating like a pig!

She felt her nipples, always firm, now jutting achingly through her sleeveless t-shirt. Furthermore, her pounding heart had not slowed one bit!

In fact, if anything, it was increasing! And not just from the excitement of what she may be discovering! Now why was she feeling this just now?

She went through her justification mantra, used so often before to rationalize to herself her teenage sexual predilection for female partners.

Nothing wrong with that! Like, maybe, every girl she could get alone with! As well as some of the younger teachers! Still, nothing wrong with that!

All part of growing up into womanhood in an environment without male participants! Yes, Lara Croft had been a…lesbian! But no more! Once she got out of the Knowlton Academy for Elite Girls and began her collegiate work, she quickly developed her heterosexual preference and never looked back.

Until just now! But why now, and here of all places, should she suddenly start feeling those…emotions so intimately associated with her lesbian youth?

It made no sense! But she was going to find out! She owed it to Archeology! It became immediately obvious to her that the main route up to the mountain, in ancient times at least, was that little more than a goat track rising up and curving to the right.

It disappeared behind a series of large rocks and dense foliage. Without hesitation she made for the path. The walk was not difficult, even though it appeared to Lara as if sharply jutting rocks had been placed deliberately in the path to prevent wheeled vehicles from using it.

But it did show signs of occasional but regular foot traffic. Good, she thought. Somebody has been visiting here.

Someone very native but local, not from Mexico City! Her hopes rose that she might truly be the first professional Archeologist to visit this site!

As she rose from the foothills to near the crest of the mountain base, she studied carefully the path the road took.

Not only did it curve, for no obvious geologic reason for there were no obstructions in its path, but the curve was smooth and geometric, as would be produced by riders on horses, horse drawn wagons, or human towed skids.

Furthermore the foliage about the rocks that the road slipped behind was much thicker and impenetrable than even the surrounding jungle.

The plants that the road slipped behind almost looked landscaped! She continued to follow the path behind the rocks and heightened foliage.

Immediately after she passed out of view of her Land Rover in the, obvious to Lara by now, plaza below, she stopped with a knowing grin.

Before her was the location of the village that supported whatever religious center the mountain represented. Lara was certain that just a few days of excavation, a few exploratory trenches, would lead to a veritable treasure trove of pottery, icons, even burials, perhaps.

No, she needed the temple that this village supported! Temple treasures she was looking for! Unique treasures that a rich lay person would pay sums justifying her visit here!

Looking towards the mountain, where the village platform seemed to naturally open to, Lara found what she was looking for!

At least it looked like a likely path up to a temple. Attached to the side of the mountain rose another small hill, only about twenty or so feet high and hardly wider than a typical ranch house.

It was cleverly concealed, with randomly placed small boulders that forced the path to make abrupt, almost ninety degree turns as it went up. Even amongst the jungle foliage Lara could make out the shadows of ancient steps here and there, carved out of the virgin rock who knows how long ago.

But there was a footpath, Lara was certain. And such a footpath must lead to something…important! Adjusting her holster and releasing the safety on her pistols, solely out of habit learned the long and hard way years past to be prepared for anything, Lara strode purposefully towards the path.

Halfway up Lara had to admit that the path was very well disguised! She estimated that the first half or more of the pathway was mostly not steps at all!

Furthermore she began to think that the pathway had been modified to be the hardest way up the hill! Patches, albeit short ones, were actually nearly vertical.

There was times that she thought she was climbing the mountain itself! Then about two thirds of the way up, quite abruptly and certainly invisible from the terrace below, the path straightened, the steps became almost continuous, and Lara almost bounded up the remaining way.

At the top, though, she found herself still, panting visibly, hands on her knees. Even ruined, the path should not have winded her so!

She was dripping sweat, and panting like a race horse! And she was so hot! She was in too good a shape for this kind of reaction!

But her heart pounded, her skin streamed with sweat, and she had that tingle in the pit of her stomach, again! Just like when she was at Knowlton! Shaking her head, tossing sweat from her forehead and ponytail, she looked over this latest hilltop.

Her gaze suddenly fixed, her draw dropping. Staring her in the face was a hut! Green fronds over thatch for a roof, roughly hewn planks for walls, it looked a good fifty to sixty feet wide.

Its windows and single door were uncovered. From the air!? No sooner did Lara begin striding towards the door when incense wafted across her nose.

The closer to the building, the stronger the odor. It was a strange, pungent odor, sweet yet musky. She immediately liked it.

It also ignited her nervous system like caffeine. And brought unbiddened memories, too. Out of the blue sky, or actually from her distant memories, visions filled her mind as she stepped.

Unconsciously her strides gently slowed as her mind was filled with firstly the faces, then the naked, spread invitingly wide open bodies of girls, and young teachers, of the mostly forgotten females she had possessed as a school girl at Knowlton.

Eyes staring into emptiness, mind filled with sweaty, smiling faces and eagerly spread legs of teenaged lovers, Lara came to a halt about five feet from the doorway.

Suddenly Lara was looking at woman standing in the doorway! A most physically striking woman! She wore a white linen shift which was sleeveless, tied about her waist, and extended to halfway down her calves.

The white material was seriously transparent, and Lara instantly made out the chocolate brown aureolas of her impressive breasts and the shadowy patch at the junction of her full thighs.

Typical of the women of Meso America, she had long, straight, silken and pitch black hair that descended far down her back.

Yet her skin was not nearly as tanned or copper toned as was typical. Her skin hue looked much more European…not Northern European, to be sure.

They hung on her chest with but a slight pear shaped sag. You are welcome in my home! Lara gawked at Absinth's rolling, flipping buttocks, nearly completely visible through her shift.

She could not recall ever an ass that turned her on just by looking at it! And on a woman! In a word: perfect! Absinth's buttocks were perfectly smooth and globular, as well as magnificently sized.

The muscles beneath the skin were strong and capable of flexing and rotating them as she walked without a hint of quiver from layers of fat. In short, they still performed like those of an mid-teenaged babe in one size too small jeans!

Her asscrack vividly showed through the linen. She caught herself wanting to press her face into it! About ten feet into the hut Absinth stopped and turned, smiling again when she caught Lara staring at where her ass had been.

Lara, face flushed from embarrassment, she thought…or hoped, looked up and immediately noticed how hard Absinth's nipples were.

Lara looked down with a jerk of her head and, seeing how incredibly stiff her nipples had become, suddenly felt that hardness.

The sensation of her sleeveless t-shirt against her furiously hard suck pebbles was so intensely pleasurable as to be nearly painful.

Suddenly Absinth looked at her with a suspicious eye. Are you a Believer? Better a partial admission, with the most damaging truth simply left out.

My home rests now on its location. Was it the Conquistadors? As for why, I am not at liberty to answer. Much better!

What use are they to me? During her glance around the room she found a window in the back wall. Outside of the window was an obvious second pathway running up and around the edge of the mountain behind Absinth's hut.

While it did not look like it had been actively hidden, it showed all the signs of not having been used in a long, long time.

Catching Absinth looking at Lara staring out her back window, Lara turned quickly back. Still reluctantly, she took off her holster and handed it to Absinth.

Absinth came back into the room and directed Lara to the simple altar at the front. Absinth nodded. Men are not permitted in the presence of Chicahxylico!

Silence reigned until Absinth's leisurely rise after lighting the incense. She was already smiling smugly when she turned around.

This is my home! For instance, my bed is behind you! No one travels that path! No one! Only it was stronger, now.

Much stronger. Never before in her memory, not even in her teenaged years at Knowlton, had she been so dramatically distracted and downright stunned by female beauty!

Lara just managed to close her dropped jaw before she nodded briskly. Her eyes were locked upon Absinth's, the visual grip immovable.

How did she know my name? Lara silently questioned. Nothing, no thought, no reasoning, could distract Lara from losing herself in Absinth's eyes.

Her deep, torrid pant was back. Her throat was so dry! All Lara could do then was nod. The priestess bent over again, retrieving a bulbous vessel, but making sure the Adventuress got an eyeful of full, dark, and oh so womanly butt cleavage.

Lara almost moaned when she helplessly stared into that asscrack! Her mouth filled with saliva as she could just make out the tight, virginal pink asshole oh-so-far down… Taking two wide, flat bowl-like drinking cups, Absinth poured each half full of a milky fluid from the vessel.

It looked like diluted skim milk, almost like milky water. When she handed one cup to Lara, the Archeologist immediately noticed the musky, very male odor to the liquid.

She looked up at the still standing priestess, the silent question on her face quite clear. Was the fluid drugged? Absinth took a big swig, then licked her lush red lips.

You must drink it for the ceremony to be successful! The alcohol could simply by a solvent for cocaine, morphine, any mind dissolving alkaloid.

Absinth emptied her cup. It has no drugs that come from a plant! On my honor! Bringing the cup to her lips, eyes fixed on the now distinctly dreamy looking but still intense gaze of the priestess, Lara thought of all the other disgusting things she had eaten, and drunk, on her vast journeys.

Just fuck you up… She took a small swig, held it in her mouth a moment, then swallowed it. And yes, the Great Lara Croft had occasionally, rarely, found herself lovingly and, admittedly, enjoyably lapping down and nursing on the rare male scrotum.

Once in a great while! But the taste was not very strong. The liquid burned on its way down to her stomach, but not nearly as much as Kentucky bourbon.

All in all, not bad. It could have been worse. Then she abruptly and sharply inhaled through her nose and glanced, surprised, at her bowl.

It tasted surprisingly good! Staring fixed at her bowl, as if she were already wasted stupid, she then saw the handle to it, the handle that was presently clutched in her hand.

And the expression on her face, for all facts and purposes, showed that she was enjoying…no, loving servicing the anonymous organ! Lara stared at the obscene handle, not in the least way repulsed.

In fact, she was beginning to feel her belly heat up. From the alcohol, she told herself. Swallowing noisily, she continued to stare at the handle a further moment as the heat in her belly grew rapidly in time with her swallows.

When she finished the contents, that tingle, that damnable tingle of sexual anticipation started up again, deep in the feminine part of her abdomen!

Abruptly, as she stared, the figure on her bowl, the cock stuffed head of the Meso-American woman, began to move!

Abruptly the head was moving to and fro, bobbing even, over the immobile, monstrously swollen, furiously erect cock.

Her throat would contract on her withdrawals only to swell ominously as she plunged insanely back down on the rigid meat.

I approve! A wicked mixture of excitement at her new found influence with her partner and a humiliation at submitting to her undressing flooded her.

The feeling was so powerful, so arousing, so…good! But it was so wicked! A part of her refused to tolerate such familiarity… Why was she doing this?

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