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A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 10 – Lust in the Cave

Usually I like to keep the love scenes in my stories within the scopes of navel fetish. But here for this particular chapter I decided to make an exception and delve into a bit of erotica to do full justice to the story. Feel free to skip this chapter if you are not into it. Leorus Faizi was back on his feet in the next second, and pulled me up as well in an instant. I pretty much climbed myself on to his shoulders as he bend down to pick me up and Faizi rushed back to the cave entrace. However he didn’t throw me inside like he did the last time as we reached. Instead he just put me down and collapsed all fours grabbing gasping in pain. “Get inside quick” He panted. Just as he said it the elephant broke through the wood coming to our vicinity. I…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 9 – Juicy Treats

Like earlier, Faizi helped me hop along on my single leg, his arm securely around my waist while I clung to his shoulders for support. The sight of those ripe, juicy Jamba fruits became clearer with each step, making my mouth water in anticipation. As soon as we neared the tree, I hopped forward the last few steps on my own and eagerly pounced on a cluster of fruits hanging low from one of the branches. "Slow down, Deepika," he teased with a grin, "You’ll choke if you keep eating like that." I shot him a playful glare but didn't stop, the fruits were too irresistible, and after everything we'd gone through, this was pure bliss. “Mmmm… so delicious,” I moaned in sheer delight, feeling the rush of sweetness as the juicy fruit lit up my starved taste buds. I couldn’t get enough, eagerly shoving more into my mouth, demolishing…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 8 – Wormhole

After a few moments of catching our breath and allowing the pain to subside, I spoke up meekly, "Umm, Faizi, do you think we can try that again? I promise I’ll be more careful this time.” Faizi groaned lightly but nodded. “We really should.” His voice carried an edge of discomfort. “The problem is, my back is hurting like a bitch from that fall. I’m not sure if I can hold your weight for long in my current state.” I chewed my lip, thinking quickly. “Umm… how about you just hoist me long enough for me to get my elbows up on the surface? I can hang there while I take a look around. Depending on what I see, I’ll let you know whether to help me back down or push me up the rest of the way Faizi mulled over my suggestion, his concern evident in the furrow of…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 7 – Cloaked in Darkness

But that needy, horny part of me would have to take a back seat because right now, because there was another need in me that was protesting loudly, drowning out every other desire, even the aches that were radiating from all over my body. HUNGER. My stomach growled loudly in vehement agreement with that thought. Faizi chuckled softly at the sound. “Sorry. I almost forgot you haven’t eaten anything all day.” “And it looks like I won’t be eating anything all night either,” I replied glumly, my voice sounding weak even to my own ears. “Not necessarily.” I perked up at that. I lifted myself off his chest and tried and look at his face. But I could barely see as the only light inside the cave were the remnants of the moonlight seeping in through the hole we fell through. “What do you mean, not necessarily?” I asked his…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 6 – Caved In

"Here you are," Faizi murmured, his fingers delicately wrapping the torn scrap of saree around my injured toe, fashioning it into a makeshift shoe. As the rush of adrenaline began to ebb away, the reality of our situation settled in. We were both thoroughly soaked, the cold water clinging to us, sending continuous shivers down our spines . The hunger that I had managed to suppress since morning was no longer content to stay in the background, roaring back to life with ferocious intensity as the evening's excitement dwindled. Added to that was the searing pain that was emanating from the injury on my legs and the exhaustion of all the effort that was put in while trying to rescue the kids. Dizziness began creeping upon my senses. I badly needed something to eat. “Deepika…? Are you allright ?” Faizi asked holding me by the shoulder and looking at me…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 5 – The Saree Rescue

The steep rise we were climbing curved onto a downward slope of a valley with a small stream flowing at the bottom of it. The stream only seemed knee-deep as one could actually see the bottom rocks quite easily and the current didn't seem that strong. The land on the other side of the stream thickened into a dense forest. A few men and women were already spread out all over the place. I could hear their loud calls of ‘AAARIFF..’ and ‘AFFSALLL’ reverberating from the woods.  “Where could they be?” Faizi wondered, looking around the surroundings in contemplation. Suddenly I remembered what that little girl was saying earlier. “Hey let's try going along the side of the stream in the direction the water is flowing.” Faizi shook his head. “The stream is pretty shallow and the current pretty weak. It's safe enough for kids to play in. There is…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 4 – Meeting the Colleagues

We didn’t speak much to each other as we slowly trudged up the small rocky pathway built into the dirt ground that lead up to the resort. The high heels I was wearing made it difficult to properly step on the uneven surfaces of the rocks and the restrictions of being in a saree only added to it. Faizal followed just behind me. I wasn’t sure whether he was admiring my back view or keeping an eye out for me in case I slipped. Either way, I felt slightly safer with him behind me. “DEEPIKAAAA….” the loud voice of my clearly drunk husband carried over to me and I looked in the direction the sound was coming from. The momentary distraction was all it took for me to clumsily step on some wedges in the rocky path and loose balance. I flailed my arms in the air alarmed and momentarily…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 3 – An Old Crush

The resort wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. It was a group of small cottages built onto the slope of a mountain. Except for the areas cleared for the resort itself the surroundings were all covered by the dense foliage of the jungle. It was not possible to see anything beyond the thick cluster of tree lines that surrounded the resort.  Sanjay turned his car onto a narrow dirt path that branched off the main road, leading to a large clearing designated for parking. A few cars and a couple of minibuses were already stationed there, looking out of place amid the lush greenery. The ground was still damp and muddy from recent rain. I groaned at the thought of navigating through the muck in the fancy stilettos with pointed heels I was wearing. Walking up the stone pathway that led to the resort buildings would be even more of…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 2 – A Silent Journey

My simmering anger and resentment calmed down somewhat after a while as I sat in the car observing the countryside listening to some old Lucky Ali songs. A few hours must have passed when my stomach growled loudly making me grudgingly aware that I haven’t had anything to eat since morning and it was nearing midday now. I slowly put down my earpods and threw a sideways glance at Sanjay wondering whether I must ask Sanjay to stop by some shop for a quick breakfast. As though he heard my mind he suddenly turned towards me. Or maybe it was the sound of my growling stomach that he heard. “Feeling hungry Darling?” he asked with a false smile. I had a feeling this was a smartly laid trap to lead me towards another round of berating rather than any actual care for my well-being. Still, it was worth a try…

A Taste of the Wild – Chapter 1 – A Dressup Fiasco

Hmm! Perhaps I should show a little more skin. What if I exposed my navel too?? I thought as I adjusted the pallu of the saree I was wearing. I slipped my thumbs into the waistline and pulled it down a little more letting more of my midriff skin breathe. Then I carefully folded my pallu into smaller pleats and laid it over my shoulder and checked myself in the mirror.  Oh My! I giggled at my own reflection in the mirror seeing my deep oval-shaped navel glaring back at me shy and blushing for being left out in the open like that. What an alluring sight it was? Any guy would go weak on their knees if they see me like this.  “Deepikaaaaaa………….will you please get out already?” I started as my husband Sanjay’s exasperated angry voice carried into my room from beyond the closed door for the …how…