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    I'd love you to come get some!

-Tiffany

Lara Croft Part I.
By Tiffany

Lara had just got off her airplane from South America, to see the bright lights
for the big city. It was nice to be home, away from a bunch of sweaty guides
that really only wanted to jump her lovely young body. The whole three weeks
she was down there, she always had to watch out when she bathed or washed her
clothes. One or more of those guys was always around her, watching. It had
almost cost her the treasure she was after. But now she had the unique item, at
best, and she was going to be getting paid soon. This was good, because she
would finally get to meet the person she was working for. He was a very
mysterious man. The only problem was, she wasnt too sure she wanted to meet
him, but then again, she didnt have much of a choice.

She got a taxi and when straight for the Tombs Inc. building, were she was to
meet her employer. She had never met Mr. Tombs before, but she had heard some
things about him. Like theres always something else, he never sends free-
lancers like her off to do just one simple thing. Which kind of had her
worried, because there was really nothing else she could do. She was about at
his doorstep now, what else could he possible have for her to do.

She paid the cabby and hopped out of the car, with her prize in her backpack.
She walked up to the large glass doors and tapped on them to get the security
guards attention. The building was closed for the evening, but he had told her
to come straight here after she landed.

The guard came to the door, and let her in like she owned the place. "Theyre
waiting on the 76th floor." He said, with a polite smile. After she had stepped
in he locked the door back up behind her.

"Thank you." She said, as she headed for the elevators. She took the quick ride
to the top, thinking about all kinds of things. Who they are? What could have
been this guys artier motive she didnt know. Why did she have to come straight
here? She had many more questions but wasnt really looking forward to the
answers.

Her thought was broken when the elevator came to a slow smooth stop and the
doors opened. There was a long hall that stretched out in front of her with
nothing but a large wooden door down at the other end. She stepped out and
started walking down the hall. She could hear the doors close and the elevator
go back down. "Well, great now youre trapped." She said to herself with a small
giggle.

Just before she got to the door, it slowly started to open for her, revealing a
large black table and about thirty people sitting around it. "Please sit." The
man at the far end of the table said, motioning his hand to the chair closed to
her.

"Thank you." She said, a little nervously as she took off her backpack and had
a seat.

"Where is it?" He asked, referring to the treasure he had been after.

"Here." She said, digging around in her backpack a little. She first pulled out
a solid gold bowl and placed it on the table. Then a little decorative stool
with a half funnel carved into the front of it. Then with a little self-
conscious blush she pulled out several very decorative jeweled dildos of
different sizes. "Now can I get my money?" She asked.

"Yes, but would you be interested in showing us, in detail what these item were
used for?" He asked, with not a trace of emotion crossing his face.

She sat there in silence, running that sentence through her mind. She know what
these things were for, a sex ritual that supposedly brought some kind of curse
upon the one performing it. "Excuse me?" She said, just in case she had heard
him wrong.

"I would like you to perform the ancient sex ritual for us, say here in the
middle of the table." He said, motioning to the middle of the large circular
table.

"I think not." She said, standing and walking towards the door.

"Yes...well I think you will and I can give you several reasons why you will do
this. One, I will give you one hundred thousand dollars. Two, if you dont Ill
make sure you never get another job anywhere. Three, this could be a chance to
see if those ancient legends are correct, and you must be a little curious." He
said, with an evil grin.

She stopped, everything he had just said was true, or she thought he could make
it true. "All right." She paused for a moment as she turned around. "All right
Ill do it." She said, walking back over to the table. She said nothing as she
collected up all the items and jumped up on the table. She felt very
embarrassed, all these people watching her. And then there was something she
found very sexual and it gave her a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She was wearing her tight shorts and a tight white T-shirt. She also had on a
sports bra, to keep her rather large chest from bouncing too much when she
needed to run. She wasnt the habit of wearing panties, because she just didnt
like them much. She also had her skinning knife, which she had thought about
using on Mr. Tombs, and then her boots.

She was just about to unbutton her shorts, "Just pull them down a little, I
still want you to be wearing them. And face me." Mr. Tombs said.

She sat down facing him, then spread her long athletic legs. She slowly reached
down and pulled the zipper down on her shorts. She hesitated at the first sight
of her little tuff of hair, then swallowed any last drop of pride she still had
and pulled the zipper down to just below her glistening pussy.

"Get yourself nice and wet first." He said, looking on.

She closed her eyes, trying to pretend she was at home, alone. She reached down
to her moist tight pussy and gently started pinching her clit. Her mouth opened
a little as she started to moan softly. She was petting her wet pussy lips with
her pinkie as she pinched her clit with her thumb and forefinger. Her cunt
started to flow wet down on the solid black table. Everyone in the room was
watching, both the males and females. Some of them were starting to get very
horny themselves.

She reached down with her other hand and slipped two fingers deep into her
pussy feeling how great it felt. She hadnt been able to masturbate that entire
three weeks she was down South, for fear one of those pigs would be watching
her. Now she was just letting go of all her embarrassment and really getting
into the whole mood. She started working her soft wet pussy over faster now,
trying very hard to reach an orgasm.

"Wonderful." Mr. Tombs said. He really only said that to make her know she was
still here with all these people watching her. She still had her eyes closed
and was still trying to imagine herself alone, but it wasnt working too well
anymore. She could almost fell their eyes on her, looking at her, watching her,
lusting over her. Then, it started to get her off even more, to think she was
being watched.

She drove her fingers deep into her pussy as she started to cum all over
herself and the table. She shivered in pleasure for a little under a minute,
then opened her eyes, to see that everyone was intently watching. A slutty
smile crossed her wet lips as she reached for one of the dildos. She moved the
stool in front of the bowl and then sat down with her legs spread wide apart.
She arched her back, her large tits stretching out the fabric of her T-shirt,
her hard little nipples showing off very well. She had taken the largest dildo
there was. First she licked and sucked it just like a cock getting it good and
wet. They watched eagerly as she slowly brought the massive cock closer to her
dripping pussy.

She put the head of it against her wet pussy lips, then slowly started working
it in. Her lips spread wide to accommodate the huge cock. She moaned loudly in
a mixture of pain and pleasure, as only an inch or two on the giant had entered
her. Her other hand had pushed up her shirt, and was pinching and pulling on
her hard little nipple.

"Excellent." Mr. Tombs said, looking on, she had already filled the bowl about
half way, and she had only managed to take the first couple of inches into
herself. She once again started to try to work the smooth jeweled shaft into
her dripping hole. She couldnt help but cry out a couple of times, as an
intense pleasure pierced her very soul. She had never done or felt anything
like this before, and now she was starting to feel as though she couldnt live
without it. She had worked about half of the foot long thing into herself, and
then all of the sudden some of her love juices started dipping over the side of
the bowl. Just as they did a bright light filled the room and Lara came harder
then she had ever cum before. She fell back shaking and cumming all over
herself and the very wet table. It seemed like she was cumming for hours then
everything when black and silent.

The End

By Tiffany 
"Story Copyrighted November 1998 Tiffany, all rights reserved."


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