Thigh Girdle Raider Flora Kraft stood at the Temple
entrance as the last rays of sunshine fell on the giant stone doors. The busty archeologist was a
bit apprehensive, so she checked through her equipment. Her green tank top/sports bra was secure,
her sunglasses were on tight, her brown hair was secure in a braid and most important of all, her
semi-automatic weapons were loaded and tight in her hip holsters. Archeology was a dangerous
profession, and Flora Kraft was the most dangerous of them all. The British woman was ready to
enter the Temple when the wind shifted. She smelled the Greek flowers, the salt of the nearby ocean
and something else. It was that something else that stopped Flora. It was the smell of a very
expensive, very American perfume. Flora leaped into action. She did a standing backwards flip,
drawing her guns at the same time. The sound of metal sliding against leather was erotic to Flora,
for it meant that danger was near and her blood would be racing. As soon as she hit the ground, she
dropped and rolled towards the bushes from where the perfume was coming from. ~~~ "Holy shit!"
Bethany Taylor said, as the archeologist she was spying on was suddenly now standing in front of
her with both guns drawn. The blonde agent didn't even have enough time to draw her own weapon.
"Come out," the armed woman said in a clipped British accent. Bethany stepped out of the bushes and
allowed Flora to look her over. Bethany was wearing a pair of tight camouflage green pants and the
same green tank top that Flora was wearing. Her massive chest was outlined by her t-shirt and for a
moment, the agent and the archeologist looked at each other's chest in almost recognition. "My name
is Bethany. You have the same problems finding concealing clothing for your breast too?" Bethany
asked. It was always good to strike a rapport with your captors. "Shut up," Flora said in her
concise British accent. "That's rude," Bethany said. She gasped as Flora spun around and released a
hail of bullets at the base of a small tree. The tree fell over and a woman dropped to the ground
harshly. ~~~ "What the fuck?" Amy Valentine screamed as she fell out of the tree. She had sniggered
when Flora Kraft had discovered Bethany, but she wasn't laughing now. The leggy brunette stood up
and found a semiautomatic aimed right at her pretty face. Amy pushed her brown hair out of her face
and realized that maybe a braid would be better than the stylish Veronica Lake style she was
wearing now. She also noticed Flora frowning when she saw that Amy was wearing the same khaki
shorts that Flora was wearing. Amy figured Flora was frowning because Amy's long, luscious legs
were in much better shape than the archeologist's. Amy unconsciously sucked in her breath to make
her small chest look bigger. The black shirt she had chosen to wear wasn't helping Amy either. It
completely covered and concealed her breasts, which weren't that hard to conceal as it was. Amy
felt a little inadequate next to these top-heavy beauties. "You, tell me who sent you," Flora
demanded of Amy. "Paragon Industries," Amy responded. "They sent me here to recover the Girdle of
Aphrodite. They plan to auction it to their clients. I've been tracking you, because I heard you
were close to discovering the Lost Temple of Aphrodite. My name is Amy by the way. I've been
watching you, you're pretty good." Amy thought a good rapport was good for hostages as well. "And
you," Flora said to Bethany, her gun never wavering from Bethany's cleavage. "I work for Diligent
Enterprises," Bethany answered. "My company believes the Girdle is worth researching to determine
if the Gods were real." Flora smiled. "They were real," she said. "I've killed enough of them to
know." "Here is the problem ladies," Flora continued. "I've tracked this Temple down for two years,
working on clues left behind by the ancients. I have bills to pay and a decadent lifestyle to
maintain. If I get the Girdle, it's going to a wealthy cross dresser who has offered me a
ridiculous amount of money. I have an expedition to the Congo planned, and this job should finance
it nicely." "If this Temple is like any of the others, it'll be filled with traps and other nasty
surprises. I'd rather have help when I penetrate it, but only help I can trust. I say we have a
truce that lasts until all three of us are out of the Temple and the Girdle is in our hands. At
that point, we can work out a settlement." "What is to stop us from killing each other in the
Temple?" Amy asked. She noticed Bethany was licking her lips already. "How are you getting home?"
Flora asked. "I have a radio that will summon a helicopter," Bethany answered. "Me too," Amy
confirmed. "Then it's easy," Flora said. "I came by boat. I'll give my boat keys to Amy, Amy will
give her radio to Bethany, and Bethany will give her radio to me. In this Temple, death can come at
the bottom of a thousand foot pit. Betray someone in there, and you might never recover your way
home." ~~~ Bethany tried to relax as Flora opened the doors to the Temple but it was impossible.
Even though she had Amy's radio, the blonde expected Amy to attack her at any moment. Bethany's own
trigger finger was itching, since Bethany had never been this close to Amy without exchanging
ammunition before. The doors opened and all three women turned on their flashlights. The inside of
the Temple was beautiful Bethany admitted. Vivid paintings were on the walls, displaying various
acts of love in pornographic detail. It was like stepping into a brothel. "Oh shit, look at all
those statues!" Amy said as she swung her flashlight over a long line of marble. Each statue was of
a muscular male, and each one was hung like a horse. Bethany shared Amy's fear. The statues were
amazing in their lifelike detail and she didn't like the fact that each of them was carrying
weapons. "I've seen this movie," Bethany said aloud. "There's some sort of snake bitch that turns
men into snow." "She's called Medusa," Flora said casually in that annoying, all knowing British
accent of hers. "And I wouldn't worry about her." "Because she's a myth?" Amy asked. Bethany
noticed that Amy's flashlight beam lingered on the statues' cocks. Slut. "No, because I killed her
last year," Flora said. "Stop!" Bethany paused, unsure of why the archeologist had displayed her
first real emotion. "Why?" Bethany asked. Flora's flashlight beam swept down to the ground in front
of Bethany's feet. Bethany noticed a tile that was very slightly off color from the rest of the
floor. Flora made a sighing noise like she was dealing with children. "Never, ever step on a tile
of a different color in an ancient place like this," Flora admonished. "As soon as you do,
something will go 'click.'" "Click?" Bethany asked. "That is the last thing most people ever here
in an ancient temple," Flora admonished. ~~~ "Hey Bethany, did you have Greek ancestors?" Amy
asked. The nervous brunette had enjoyed watching Bethany get chewed out, but now there was an even
better insult to add. On the far wall were two giant breasts made of stone that dominated the
entire wall. The stone breasts were enormous, sagging and looked like a plastic surgeon's wet
dream. In other words, they reminded Amy of Bethany. "Maybe if you ask Flora nicely, she'll let you
take them home," Bethany responded. Amy spun around and both agents aimed at each other with their
flashlights. It wasn't as satisfying as using their guns but it helped ease their trigger fingers.
"Wait a minute," Flora said, ignoring the two women as she stepped to the breasts. Flora walked to
the breasts and put her foot on a stone nipple. Hoisting her self up, Flora reached down into the
stone cleavage. Amy was impressed by the agility of the busty archeologist and she couldn't help
notice how nice Flora's ass looked from this angle. "What the Hell are you doing?" Bethany asked.
"It looks like you are feeling them up." "I'm looking for the opening mechanism," Flora said. "It's
buried here behind Aphrodite's breasts. If I am not careful, I can lose a hand, trigger some spikes
from the ceiling or simply cause the entire Temple to collapse." "Still looks like you are feeling
her up," Amy said. She thought she heard Bethany laugh, but the blonde was silent when Amy looked
quickly at her. "There," Flora said. She jumped off the breasts just as the cleavage parted.
"Hurry, before it closes again," Flora said as she ran between the breasts. Bethany followed her,
disappearing between the stone tits. "I am really starting to feel inadequate," Amy muttered as she
dived between the breasts that were already starting to close. ~~~ "There it is," Flora told the
other two. Standing a mere twenty feet from the breasts was a pedestal. Gold sparkled on the
pedestal and a single light illuminated the pedestal, using some sort of forgotten magic to create
a dramatic effect. "Oh great, this side has tits too," Flora heard Amy say. Looking behind her,
Flora saw that Amy was right. A matching set of stone breasts blocked their exit. "It most likely
uses the same mechanism," Flora said. She thought it was obvious but she said it anyway. You can
never be sure with Americans. "This is a Girdle?" Bethany asked and Flora was amazed the see the
blonde was already by the pedestal. Flora rushed over to her before she did anything stupid. "I was
expecting a bra," Bethany said as she walked around the pedestal. "The Greek Gods didn't need
brassieres," Flora explained. "The Girdle was a wide belt inlaid with countless diamonds. It helped
cinch their dress or their bare stomachs.

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 The goal was to cover the belly, and to accent the
breasts and legs." "Breasts?" Bethany said. "Amy, you might want to try this." Flora ignored Amy's
retort. The two Americans were so busy trading insults, they wouldn't notice if Flora snatched the
Girdle. The British adventuress had an escape plan ready for eluding these two bimbos and the plan
began with possessing the Girdle. They didn't notice her at all. What they did notice was that
Flora had dropped to her knees moaning and pulling at her shirt. They also noticed the ghostly
apparition of a beautiful woman appear on the pedestal. ~~~ Amy fired her gun at the ghost. It
seemed like a good idea. There was no point in listening to a ghost if they weren't really a ghost,
was there? The ghost spoke. It was a beautiful voice, clear and musical. Unfortunately, Amy and
Bethany didn't understand a word the beautiful yet angry female ghost said. "Greek?" Amy asked.
"Sounds Greek to me," Bethany answered. "Do you speak the language?" "No," Amy answered. "Neither
do I," Bethany admitted. "We should ask Flora." Flora was glowing. It was strange; her body was
radiating a soft pink glow. The archeologist had also pulled her shirt off to reveal her huge
breasts and was now rubbing and twisting her nipples. "Whoa!" Amy said. "How do you walk with
those?" "Shut up," Bethany snapped. "Flora, what are you doing? The ghost talked and now you're
stripping and playing with your tits. Plus, you're glowing. Did we miss something?" Flora began to
rip off her shorts. "The Girdle was cursed! It was charged with the sexual energy of Aphrodite
herself. When I picked it up, all of the sexual energy discharged into me. If I don't release the
energy, it'll explode inside me!" Amy and Bethany looked at each other. "That's one less person to
fight," Bethany said. "Help me!" Flora said as she ripped off her black panties. "If I explode,
neither of you will be able to work the locks on the breasts." "Damn, she's right," Amy admitted.
"We'll have to help her after all." "But how?" Bethany asked. That was when she realized what Flora
was doing. "Damn, she's trying to discharge the energy by having an orgasm." Amy wrinkled her nose.
"I've heard of worse ways to save your life. What's the big deal? You masturbate and you're fine."
"I'm too horny to masturbate," Flora moaned. She was nude now, wearing only her sunglasses and her
braid. Her fingers were jamming into her sex. "Help me!" she commanded. "I need other people before
I explode." Flora clutched at Bethany's leg. "Well, it is for the good of our truce," Bethany
admitted. She sat down next to the moaning archeologist and was surprised by how frantic Flora tore
Bethany's shirt off. "Don't just stand there, Amy," Bethany snapped. Flora had her head buried in
Bethany's cleavage, sucking biting and kissing. "I don't even get a kiss," Amy sighed as she got on
her knees behind Flora. The British beauty was on her knees, bent over and Amy could appreciate
every curve of Flora's legs and ass. Flora spread her thighs as she felt Amy touch her sex,
offering her inner secrets to the agent. Amy rubbed her fingers over Flora's shaved sex, enjoying
the silky texture of Flora's skin. The slit was wet already and when Amy plunged her fingers in,
she was amazed by the grip of Flora's pussy. "She wasn't lying," Amy said. "This girl is in serious
need of a fuck." "I know," Bethany said between gritted teeth. "She's going to suck my nipples off
at this rate." Flora's mouth was all over Bethany's chest. Her teeth were sharp against Bethany's
nipples, teasing and sucking the hard nubs of flesh. When Flora sucked one breast, her hand would
be squeezing and kneading Bethany's other tit. Bethany had had enough. Flora's own tits were
hanging down from her bent over position and Bethany grabbed both of them in her hands. She
squeezed Flora's tits and pinched the British woman's nipples with a vengeance. "Like that?"
Bethany asked cruelly. "YES!" Flora moaned while sucking Bethany's tit. Bethany sighed. "Any luck
down there?" she asked Amy. "Well, I've got three fingers in her, and you can tell she likes it,"
Amy responded. Flora's hips were constantly moving, swaying and humping as Amy's fingers fucked
her. On a whim, Amy sucked on her finger till it was very wet. Once lubricated, Amy rubbed her
finger over Flora's ass. When Amy's finger slipped over Flora's asshole, the British woman's pussy
clenched even tighter on Amy's stroking fingers. "Thought so," Amy said with a smile. She submerged
her finger into Flora's tight ass. Slowly but insistently, Amy's finger penetrated the
archeologist's tight hole. Amy could feel Flora's pussy tighten at the added pressure. Meanwhile,
Flora's mouth was traveling downward on Bethany's body. Bethany's nipples were sore but the blonde
smiled as Flora kissed down her belly. She smiled wider as Flora unbuttoned her pants. "You want
this, don't you?" Bethany asked. Flora's eyes looked over her sunglasses that were slipping down
her nose, and Bethany could read the lust in her eyes. "Then have it," Bethany commanded. Bethany
shuddered as Flora dropped her face down to between Bethany's legs. The blonde's cotton panties
were ripped apart by Flora's teeth in an orgasmic frenzy. Flora moaned loudly as she began to lick
at Bethany's pussy. Her pussy was smooth, recently shaved and tasting like sweat. Bethany's hands
went to Flora's ponytail braid, guiding and pushing the British slut into her sex. The blonde
shivered as she felt her sex being explored by Flora's tongue. Flora was fearless, delving deeper
and deeper with every lick. Bethany's thighs pressed on Flora's head as she felt Flora's mouth
inside her. The cunning explorer has found her clit and was assaulting Bethany with rapid-fire
flicks of her tongue. Meanwhile, Amy was getting jealous. Finger fucking Flora and her ass was
arousing the brunette to a desperate heat. Her own sex begged for relief, but she couldn't spare a
hand for relieve herself. That was when she remembered she had a mouth. Amy rolled over onto her
back and pulled her shorts down to her ankles. Placing her head between Flora's knees, Amy pulled
down on Flora's hips. Flora happily sat on Amy's mouth, impaling her pussy on Amy's tongue. This
freed Amy to do what was needed. Amy's hands, slick from Flora's pussy, rubbed her own pussy with
new abandon. She was so aroused by how wet her fingers were, knowing they came from the same place
she was currently licking with such relish. Amy masturbated in rhythm with her tongue: stroke,
lick, stroke, lick. Flora's body began to glow brighter, the sensual energy inside about to
explode. Bethany's hips rose to further bury Flora's mouth inside her. Amy's hands stroked faster
as Flora's hips humped the brunette's face. The three women moved in sync as mouths and pussies
merged into an orgy of tongues and clits. The Temple echoed with the sounds of three mouths moaning
in orgasm together. The soft glow that surrounded Flora subsided but it was another round of
orgasms before anyone noticed. ~~~ "Wow," Flora said as she pulled her shorts back on. "I owe you
two." "I'll say you do, my nipples are still sore," Bethany said. She was wincing from where her
shirt rubbed her erect nipples. "That's why I feel bad about this," Flora said as she opened the
stone breasts. "Feel bad about what?" Amy responded. She was wiping the last of Flora's juices from
her chin. "Doing this," Flora responded as she ran past the doors. Amy and Bethany cursed as the
British explorer made a mad sprint down the Temple hall. They cursed louder when they saw Flora
deliberately step on the oddly colored tile. 'CLICK' All of the statues lining the Temple began to
move. The sounds of marble sliding on marble filled the Temple. Each statue was alive with some
inexplicable magic, moving with a skill and grace that told of how dangerous they were. They moved
inward, heading towards the three women although Flora was already leaving the Temple before they
had come fully alive. Bethany looked at Amy, and Amy looked at Bethany. "The statues first?" Amy
asked. "The British slut will be next after them," Bethany agreed. The two moved in concert,
pulling their weapons and diving in opposite directions. Bullets impacted against marble with less
than impressive results. In fact, the bullets were ricocheting everywhere, defacing multiple
statues but not doing any real harm. "We need a new plan!" Bethany yelled as one statue nearly
connected its club with her chest. "Do we need the Temple anymore?" Amy asked as she flipped over
three of the statues charging her. "Good point," Bethany had to admit. Out came the grenades, and
within seconds, the Temple was a smoking ruin. Amy and Bethany stood outside the rubble, smiling as
one marble arm fell to the ground beside them. It was still smoking. Bethany noticed something on
the ground and picked it up. "Flora dropped my radio. Why would she do? Now I can call my ride, and
she's still stuck on this island," Bethany said. Amy thought about it. "I knew she was coming to
this island because I bugged her phone," the agent said. "I didn't actually follow her here, did
you?" "No," Bethany answered. "I fucked her butler and he told me where she was going. What's your
point?" They heard a helicopter and both of them noticed Flora waving at them. Amy fished out the
keys she had of Flora's and gave them a good look. "These aren't boat keys, they belong to a
motorcycle!" Amy yelled. She threw them into the ocean. "She lied to us?" Bethany said, stunned.
"Bitch," they both said together. 

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