Lara Croft and the Breeding Chamber of Atlantis (closed for Jezebel1669)

[Jezebel1669]

Before long Lara was back in her favourite chair, slurping down her noodles as her eyes wandered over the plans, itineraries and lists of supplies they'd be needing. There was still a lot of planning needed for the expedition, but the hard work had been done. Now it was just a matter of making the right connections and getting the gear in place before heading out to the island.

Leaning back with a sigh the explorer reached up and run her hand over her forehead. It had been a long day, with one thing and another, and Lara really needed to get some sleep. Casting her eyes over at her Asian friend Lara smiled softly to her. "Would you mind if I headed to bed now? That... workout at the gym really took a lot more out of me than I thought it would," she explained, sliding her dish onto the table carefully so as not to spill any of the leftover sauce onto the carefully handwritten notes.

Hopefully they'd be at the island before they knew it, as long as Reyes was willing to play along with their plans, and after that long nights in bed would be a distant memory, and Lara wanted to make sure she was as rested and relaxed as she could be before the trip started. Plus the memory of Sara's tanned thighs pressing against her face had Lara's imagination stirring, and she knew her dreams would be filled with interesting moments.

 

[Baelnorn]

After a few moments, both girls were seated in the living room, munching away at the fried noodles and veggies. Lara had made herself comfortable in her favorite chair, this time without flashing Sam with her boobies or pussy, while the photographer sat on the couch cross-legged and slurped on her own portion.

They quietly continued with their meal for a bit, when mentioned going to be earlier. Samantha just shrugged her shoulders. “Sure, why are you asking me? We got quite a bit of work done already.” Sam watched her friend put away her bowl, and stand from her chair. Sam’s gaze followed her friend’s swaying hips, and quickly added, “Sweet dreams,” as Lara proceeded to retreat to her bedroom.

Letting out a soft sigh, Sam finished the last remnants of her noodles, licking scoops of the spicy Thai sauce along the way. She put the now empty bowl aside, and leaned back on the couch, reflecting a little on the events of the day. She was still amused by Lara carelessly flaunting her bare pussy and breasts, attributing it to a general state of confusion and excitement about the impending expedition.

Eventually, Sam rose from her place and yawned. It was late and there was little else to do, so she carefully picked up the bowls and bottles of the shared dinner. Sam carried it back into the kitchen, and just dumped it – carefully, of course – into the sink, before turning around and heading towards her own bedroom. Inside, she quickly jumped out of her clothes, and slipped on her black lace nightgown.

Samantha paused in front of the mirror, and ran her hands over her curves. “You are one sexy bitch,” she giggled softly to herself, her mind already wandering off to images of the trysts she’d enjoy with hot guys on the beaches of Ascension Island. With those thoughts on her mind, she crawled into bed, and soon her hands dipped between her legs, rubbing her smooth mound, and teasing her shaven pussy lips.

 

[Jezebel1669]

It took almost two months to arrange everything and assemble the party for the expedition, and in that time Lara spent most days in the libraries and university researching everything she could about the true Atlantis. Unfortunately the work was hard going, the myth of the ancient city had given rise to any number of false reports, fairy stories and outright frauds over the centuries with just about every charlatan in the hemisphere offering maps to Atlantis at one point.

Sifting through the lies and misdeeds gained some information however, with the inscriptions from the platinum plate guiding Lara's steps to some old journals and texts which gave confusing information that read almost as gibberish. With Professor Moore's help the explorer was able to arrange a loan of the priceless books for a short time and as she lay on the deck of the old whaling ship which had been repurposed as a marine research vessel Lara read over her notes as she lay herself out in the warm tropical weather, her skin lathered with sunblock and bikini untied so the straps wouldn't mark her back as she let herself tan under the hot sun.

"You look like you could use a drink," Jonah said as he approached his friend with a smile, holding the chilled glass just out of reach so Lara had to rise up just far enough to give him a nice view of her cleavage poking out from beneath her body.

"Thanks," the adventuress replied with a smile, reaching up and taking the glass as she peered over her darkened glasses at the large man. Even after his experiences on Yamatai Jonah had always been there for her, a shoulder to cry on and a warm laugh to lighten her mood, and for a moment Lara wondered why he hadn't made a pass at her in all the time she'd known him. As her eyes wandered down and caught sight of the large bulge in his pants as his eyes riveted themselves to her naked chest Lara rolled her eyes and sighed deeply.

"Why are all men exactly the same?" Lara asked as the cook moved away, heading back down to the galley. She turned to where Sam was seated not far away, her own bikini still tied in place over her own beautiful breasts. For a second Lara's gaze was transfixed by her friend's gorgeous body but as she licked her lips Lara shook the thoughts away, cursing herself for acting in exactly the same way she'd just been complaining about from Jonah.

 

[Baelnorn]

The last two months have been flying by in a hurry between convincing and gathering all the expedition’s members, organizing the required equipment, and spending days without end reading and researching. Now they spend most of their time lazily laying in the sun on the deck of their repurposed expedition vessel, waiting for some last minute equipment to arrive before they could really fire off the show.

Sam silently watched the scene between Lara and Jonah. Even now, when there was little else to do, Lara was being all business, buried in her notes and borrowed books, instead of enjoying the great weather and work on her tan. At least she untied the back straps of her bikini, Sam chuckled to herself. For the sake of keeping things peaceful on board, the young Asian didn’t sunbath topless when the others were around.

It was obvious that Jonah did greatly enjoy the sight, too, with the noticeable bulge he carried around in his pants. She couldn’t fault him though – both she and Lara were shamelessly flaunting their hot young bodies in front of him all day long, often wearing little more than a bikini. At least she knew that he seemed to like what he saw, which made her giggle softly.

From the looks of it, he also seemed to be well endowed in order to have some fun. The photographer’s curiosity had been piqued by a similar view some days ago, and she’d love to see Jonah au naturel. However, she quickly decided not to pursue the idea. This expedition was so important for Lara, and Sam would feel horrible if things turned sour because she couldn’t reign in her horniness.

“Why are all men exactly the same?” Sam quirked a brow at the explorer, and watched Jonah return below the deck. “Hmm? You mean his bulge? Oh come on Lara, it’s not that bad. Considering the show we’re giving him, I’d say he’s holding out admirably,” the Asian teased her British friend. “Just imagine if things were the other way round…,” Sam let her voice trail off, already imagining the scene of two hot well-trained guys laying around bare-chested the whole day. She knew that she absolutely wouldn’t last long before pouncing one – or even both – of them.



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