At the Ruins for the Day

"Oh my god, that's so much cum!"

My friend Kate was looking down at her thighs as she sat up on the long stone bench. There were long thick strings of white cum laced all over her legs and some on her panties which had been yanked to the side.

"Hand me my pack," she said. She started rummaging through it and pulled out one of those spongy camping towels and began to clean herself up.

I was still dumbfounded by what I had just seen happen and even had played a minor role in.

I managed a very clinical sounding, "he pulled out then?"

Kate nodded, focused on her task. Once satisfied with the progress, she reached for her water bottle and took several long pulls.

"Um, should we talk...?"

"Shut-up, don't," she whispered hoarsely.

She took a few more minutes to compose herself, breathing deeply, and then slid off the table. Shouldering her pack, she gestured me to follow her out the door.

****

Twenty-four hours earlier we were standing next to the little prop plane that had brought us here. Two old friends looking for a bit of an adventure and some relaxation. We both had tumultuous breakups recently. Not to mention Kate had burned out at her job, luckily after making enough money to live comfortably for at least a year before needing to find work again.

Lucky for her anyway. I figured if I wasn't back at work in a week, my company might decide they didn't actually need me. Best not to let them think that. We both intended to get the most out of this adventure, despite knowing it could only be a few days.

As the pilot unloaded our bags from the little space in the tail of the plane, I was watching a woman standing still as a statue at the other end of tarmac. Presumably she was watching us back and waiting for us. I could see her long black hair blowing to one side in the tropical afternoon breeze.

"Eh hmm," Kate kicked my foot.

"Oh, right."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small stack of cash and handed it to our pilot for a tip. He touched his hat and proceeded to check the little plane for some future return trip.

"Shall we?" Kate said looking at me.

We slung our packs on our shoulders and started making our way through the muggy air to the woman standing still. By the time we were near her, we were both sweating profusely. Comparatively, this woman looked like she just walked out of the fridge. She was wearing a thin floral print wrap that amplified her curvy body and was holding a massive pointy sun hat. Maybe it was too windy to wear it but it made for a funny image on this hot concrete.

I shifted my pack and extended my hand, "Hello!"

Kate beamed at her in the way she normally does, full of excitement as if only the people around her could understand how amazing everything was.

The woman smiled back radiantly and waved her hand in a low semi circle, like an overly theatric way of asking us to follow her. She was beautiful and her silence made her somewhat mysterious. She looked like she had grown up on this island with her skin immune to the heat and sun. Her luscious lips and huge bright eyes were definitely making this trip exciting already.

As she turned silently, I whispered to Kate with a smirk, "guess she already knows who we are?" There wasn't anyone else that could have caused confusion.

Kate giggled.

As we followed our guide, I did find myself paying an increasing amount of attention to how her hips swayed in that wrap. Kate noticed and slugged me in the arm.

"We've only been here 20 min."

I feigned a recoil. Kate and I had know each other since college. We got along famously in our major and did have one incredible night exploring each other very, very closely. We felt we had worked out better as friends and had remained that way for the last decade, being there through thick and thin for each other. Kate knew all to well that I found this woman attractive.

Our beautiful guide led us to a convertible 4-wheel drive and invited us to get in. After we threw our packs in the back, we slid into the back row with me on the passenger side and Kate right behind our host. The ride quickly took us through a tunnel and when we emerged on the other side, the wide landscape of the bay opened before us. The view was stunning in its expanse of lush, verdant jungle and deep blue water glinting in the late afternoon sun. I was switching between the view as we descended to the bay and watching our guide, who seemed unbothered by her hair whipping around in the open car. She looked at me a few times in the mirror and I made no secret that I was watching her. Her neckline was inviting and I was beginning to imagine much more.

I said to Kate, "maybe we will find something fun for you here too." Kate followed my gaze and just laughed again. It was noisy with the top down so there wasn't much conversation attempted from any of us until we pulled in front of the main building of the resort.

"Welcome to the most private paradise in the world Mr. and Mrs. Hill." Our guide said, turning around to face us as she pulled to a stop. "My name is Maria." Finally introducing herself in a soft voice, totally in keeping with her overall appearance. I was somewhat mesmerized but of course Kate immediately burst out laughing.

"We are soooo not married." She went on, snapping me from staring into Maria's eyes and causing me to laugh as well. "There must be a typo somewhere, my last name is Hall, his is Hill." She said jabbing her thumb in my direction.

Maria laughed with Kate, taking this in with suitable humor. "Ah, Mr Hill and Ms Hall then?"

I nodded.

"My mistake then. Let me escort you inside." She smiled at both of us but this time I thought her eyes lingered a little longer on me.

"Your accent?" I started, "sounds more 'southern US' than what I would expect way out here?"

"I did grow up in the states. When my grandmother wanted to hand down her business, I finished my MBA and moved here."

We shouldered our packs again and walked inside the grand entrance. "Don't tell me your grandmother owned this place?" Looking around at the opulent lobby constructed with intricately woven local woods, this place oozed luxury and money. Maybe that observation was bolstered by how much money I had laid out to come here.

She laughed, "no, not quite. She owned a spa in the village. I recently expanded it to have a location here on the resort grounds. 'Mutually beneficial."

"And you sometimes pick up people at the little airport?" I winked.

"Yes, I help out in a lot ways with the guests. Keeps me out of the hair of my staff."

Kate managed a grunt. I knew her mind was in the gutter. Maria stopped at the desk and waited with us as the man behind the desk made his way over.

"I hope your visit is relaxing and beautiful. Please let me know if I can be of service."

I smiled broadly at her as she walked away. Kate was beaming at me as she left. "That is so not what she meant, you know that."

I stuck my tongue out at her as we handed our IDs to the man behind the desk to start checking us in.

"Mr Hill and Ms Hall, I have two lovely beachside villas awaiting you." At least there wasn't confusion about our rooms.

That evening we were sitting at the bar overlooking the bay. Kate had brought some books to plan activities during our trip and had spread them all around her while we sipped our tropical drinks.

"Check this one out."

She handed me a book that looked a thousand years old, spread open to an illustration with a sticky note.

"They traced people living on this island back over a thousand years. This book is from an anthropologist who came in the 1920s to live here and study them before the tourism industry exploded." I nodded, trying to make sense of the pencil sketch in the book. "These are his drawings."

"That mountain we drove through, divides the island in half, but the foothills end just north of the bay this resort is on."

"Okay?" I answered.

"We can hike up to this observatory, and some of the ruins in his book are along the way." Kate was in a little more than her usual excited state but I still hadn't caught up to why.

"How long of a walk is it?"

"3-4 miles... shouldn't take more than a few hours in this terrain. And the trail actually connects this bay to the one with the main village. In other words, no dinosaurs." She was teasing me a bit, when we decided to come here I had said I didn't want a vacation like in one of those movies where we would have to outwit cloned dinosaurs to survive.

I shrugged. "Okay, nice hike, good view, ancient ruins. Sounds like a good date!"

"PPhhtt. Trust me, it will be fun."

I laughed, "fine... this is the sort of thing we came for."

"But did you look at the drawing? It's from one of the buildings near the top."

I studied it, it looked like a slab of stone with donut on the end in a wall. Almost like an MRI machine but carved out of giant slabs of rock. I shrugged.

"So reading this book, these people absolutely revered motherhood. Getting pregnant was a significant ritual since keeping the population going was so difficult in this harsh environment."

I looked at her, "that's not uncommon tho, right? I took art history, the entire first year of lectures is either reproductive art or religious art."

She laughed, "ok smart guy, do you know what a glory hole is?"

My turn to laugh, "you mean when a guy sticks his cock through a hole in the wall and some mystery person sucks him off?"

"Yeah, like that...only this is the female version. A-nnd the entire village would watch as part of the ritual."

I looked at the illustration again. "Shut up, that's weird." I paused finally catching up, "oh... that's why you want to see this place? You want to know what it's like to have an audience? You're kinky."

Kate giggled and winked facetiously, "who knows right, might learn a thing or two from a place that helped populate an entire island."

"Ha."

****

We arrived at the ruin close to noon, the humidity was clinging to us like an extra layer so we had walked slow. Kate was looking pretty good in an athletic skirt and top, her blond hair tied up neatly on her head. I admired her a bit as we went up the trail. It had been forever since that night we spent together and while we never ended up there again, I would still check her out from time to time. She was certainly attractive and her energy was infectious.

On the trail we passed a few other people, just enough to make us feel like there weren't going to be any dinosaur incidents. While I knew there were other tourist places on the island nearer the main village, it still felt pretty secluded. So when we turned off the main trail to the ruins, it wasn't surprising that it seemed like no one had been here in a very long time.

"Is it weird that this isn't blocked off at all if there is any sort of historical significance?"

Kate shrugged, "there must be some story--I bet your friend at the resort might know." She was teasing me again.

We came to a clearing and found a stone hexagonal building, about the size of a suburban house. The top level consisted of mostly arched windows while ground level just seemed to have a single entrance. We stuck our heads in and there it appeared to be an amphitheater with rows stepping back of stone to the top of the room, all bathed in natural light from the windows above.

Walking in, it wasn't too hard to notice that the amphitheater was oriented around just what Kate had wanted to see--a hole in a wall.

"Is that it?"

"Must be," she said walking towards the hole, not trying to hide her fascination at all. "Look at these steps on the sides, I bet they are for holding your feet up."

"Ha," pausing, "but how does one get in there?"

Kate poked her head through the hole, and I could hear her but more muted now, "little tight to crawl through--maybe they were all skinny." I could hear a small giggle. "There is the slab here from the drawing, I guess to lay down on. But wow... also like an amphitheater but with less seats."

I went back outside and walked around the perimeter slowly, on the far side I found a much smaller door and went in. I was staring back at Kate awkwardly angled through the hole. She grinned when she saw me and disappeared. Moments later coming through the door I had just entered.

"I want to try it out."

I rolled my eyes. Kate set her pack down and sat on the slab. She then swung her legs up, stuck them into the hole and began to scoot herself through. She laid there, sort of adjusting herself and then said, "go look from the other side."

I laughed, "ri-ght." But I made my way back to the other room. When I got in the main room, I could see Kate's hips all the way through, her legs spread completely wide, her boots propped up on the little steps on the side, and... her skirt was all the way up, exposing her white panties to me.

For some silly reason, this caught me off guard despite being fully aware of what we were doing. I just stared for a minute, her legs and ass were stunning and that patch of material was looking inviting.

I heard her muffled voice, "you there yet? How do I look?"

"Um, er" I stuttered.

"Take a picture, I want to see what I look like!"

"Uh, what? Really?"

"Please!" I could hear her giggling.

I took out my phone and snapped a pic. Then I hesitated. We're we just having fun or what? I was a little aroused by seeing her like this. So awkward! I didn't want to ruin any of our trip or our friendship by thinking with the wrong part of my anatomy. I lingered a moment longer looking at the thin fabric covering her pussy and then forced myself to go back to the other room.

"Let me see," Kate said holding out her hand, making no move to pull herself back from the hole. I opened the phone and put it in her hand.

"Damn, I'd fuck me!" She laughed. "What do you think?"

Again I hesitated, thinking of what to say. She was looking at me, almost expectantly? Maybe I was being a little hopeful and reading too much into that. Regardless her look went right through my heart and ended in my stirring cock. The image of her panties was firmly lodged in my short-term memory.

That's when I heard a scuffling sound from the other room. Kate heard it too and her eyes went as wide as saucers.

There was someone out there.

She put her finger to her lips, indicating me to be quiet. I wasn't sure what to do, I had that stranger-danger feeling and my friend was lying in the most compromising of positions. I started to head out of the room to go shoo this person away but she grabbed my hand, and mouthed, "wait a minute."

It was quiet for what felt like thousands of years but it was likely only two or three minutes. Then she clamped her other hand over her mouth, stifling a squeak. Releasing it briefly to again mouthing to me "touching my leg!" Her eyes were full of more excitement than I had seen from her ever. She still hadn't let go of my wrist, as if I was providing some sort of stability for her.

Her eyes fluttered a bit and she shifted and wiggled a little. "Someone's kissing my panties!" but this came out as more of a whisper. She was clutching and re-clutching my hand as her eyes shut and a little moan escaped her lips, clearly enjoying whatever was being done to her from the other side of the wall.

This was happening too fast. Kate was starting to breathe a little more ragged. Was this ok? I should stop this before she gets hurt. Her hand suddenly moved to my shirt and she yanked me down to her, "don't!" She hissed into my ear, as if sensing my urge to put an end to this.

She wasn't releasing me and my shirt though, so I stayed in that awkward hunch over her, inches from her face. I don't think I had ever studied her this much, but I could smell her sweat and feel her breath on my face--all making this surprisingly intimate. I looked at her in a way I don't recall doing before, and had a sudden urge to kiss her. God this was weird.

"He's pulling my panties to the side!" Was the next whisper. She looked so alive with excitement, and again looking at me while trying to stifle her moan with her hand.

Then her eyes went wide, her mouth went all the way open, and she arched her back suddenly, as if she was being lifted up. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed in full voice. Her face winced and she started breathing heavy.

"He's....inside me...it's so... big!" She said in gasping breaths.

Her eyes locked on mine and her mouth wide open in a silent moan as she started moving, he must have been thrusting his massive cock into her in a slow steady rhythm. She began saying over and over again, "oh my god!" In short, terse whispers. The look on her face was intense. More than a few times after all the touching, exploring, mouth music, and sliding inside--seeing this wide-eyed open look as I made love to a woman often was the final key that made would unlock a massive ejaculation. But right now, I wasn't causing any of this--I was just a semi-active observer.

Kate released my shirt and grabbed my head, pulling me to her lips and latching on to me in a nearly violent kiss--as if also needing that final element of intimacy herself despite it being disconnected from what was happening to her. Moaning into my mouth, I resisted a little at first but was beginning to get caught up in this. Here I was kissing my best friend while some mystery person was stretching out her pussy. It was arousing me even though I wasn't the cause and I was getting a massive hard on in my shorts as I returned her passionate kiss.

Kate started fumbling at her top and finally managed to tug it down, exposing one of her nipples. My hand moved over and took it into my fingers, massaging it in rhythm to my tongue dancing with hers. She was writhing and gasping and that's when I could start to feel her tremble. Kate began convulsing with a massive orgasm, all her muscles tightening and releasing in wave after wave. She shrieked loudly and then shoved me away as her body suddenly became over stimulated.

I could hear grunting from through the hole and then it all stopped. Kate lying there with her head rolling around, gasping for breath. It was silent outside. I slumped on the stone amphitheater bench, not entirely sure what I just witnessed and took part in. My cock aching a little from its own relief being ruined. Mentally I was checking out though--this was beyond anything I had prepared myself for on this trip.

****

I was in the shower later, letting the steamy water wash over me as I recounted the day. Coming down the mountain was slow going. Kate was exhausted, at first her muscles clearly not in the mood for the hike after that fucking. She muttered more than a few times, "I just want to lie down and sleep for a week." I was giving a serious stink-eye to any man we passed even if he appeared to be coming from the wrong direction or as part of a couple. About halfway back, things slipped into some level of normalcy, we started making some small talk about the island and our trip.

Once back at the resort, Kate made a beeline for her room. We would need to talk, see how this experience may or may not have changed our relationship. I wasn't sure myself, I was feeling slightly jealous though I reminded myself of all the times she told me about her love life and I never got wound up. Why is this time any different? Because I was there? Did I want it to be me? Or something else? Regardless I didn't at all mind going our separate ways for a bit.

I had wandered into the lobby and saw Maria behind the counter, she waved me over to say hello.

"You look beat, long day?"

"Quite the experience." I saw wryly.

She looked me all over, I was sweaty, dusty and maybe even a little sunburned. Then said, "come with me."

I followed her as she led my through the main lobby and into the spa. She went behind the desk and talked quietly to the woman sitting there. I heard my name as she wrote something down. Maria then came back to me, slipped her arm in mine, and led into a back hall. "My treat," she said quietly.