Iniana Jones and the Search for Ultimate Pleasures

[ariosto]

The reeking, filthy, rattletrap bus, bumped and jounced it's way out of the torturous streets of Casablanca and into the fairly open country headed towards the Airport.

"Braun is Adolph's mistress, she likes to play a dumb blonde, but she's an evil bitch and hard as nails.
If she gets on that courier plane. The Head of Ra will be in Hitlers hands tonight!"

"How do we stop her." Even on this awful bus, elaine looked cool and elegant.

"I'm hoping Syd and Abdul will be after her too.
Once we get there...maybe we can all cooperate long enough to get it back."

"Then what?"

He smiled,
"Then we take it and run."

"Who's we, Doctor Jones?"
It was terribly difficult for Elaine to keep her composure when a chicken spilled from a wooden cage above her head and landed in her lap.

"You, me and Syd of course...you have feathers in your hair."

They saw Braun's car parked near the Lufthansa hanger where a Junker's trimotor was being readied.
The courier plane!

"We neeed a place to spy out that hanger Elaine."
Between them and the German instalation stood a shiny old DeHaviland biplane.

"Look a perfect place! Let's go..."
He grabbed her hand and started to run towards the aircraft.

"Indy, wait!...that's Abduls plane!"

 

[SexyChele]

Syd

I stood agape at the shower, and even more so at Le Blanc's naked body. It was the first time I'd ever seen him without clothes. I'd seen better, but it wasn't wholly unpleasant. And hopefully most of streaks of dirt would wash off.

I sighed and slipped the filmy dress from my body, tossing it onto the floor. When I looked up at Le Blanc, his eyes were a cloud of lust as he quickly reached for my hand and pulled me into the shower.

The shower was small and tight, and no matter what, I had no choice but to be up against Le Blanc's body. I steeled myself to the fact, and let the water run over me. It felt good, even if my body still ached from the ministrations of Abdul.

With my eyes closed, I felt Le Blanc rub soap over my body. I smiled slightly at the thought of being clean once more. Suddenly, Le Blanc's hand ran over my breast and I winced at the sensitivity from having my nipples pinched and pulled. I opened my eyes, and Le Blanc didn't seem to notice. He start to roughly squeeze and knead my breasts, flicking the tender nipples.

"Le Blanc, please, you don't understand..."

"Oh, Sydnee, I understand quite well. I will not be the first for you this evening, eh? But that is alright, I have waited for this for a long time."

Bending down, his lips landed on mine, and I was surprised that his kiss belied his rough and uncouth appearance. Before I could help myself, I was responding to his lips, parting my own and allowing his tongue to my mouth. My hands ran over his body, soap in hand, feeling his skin ripple under my fingers.

As close as we were, it was impossible not to feel his erection growing against my belly - hard and firm and ready for action. With his hands on my ass, he pulled me to him, almost as though he were trying to pull me into him. My hand slid around the front of him, searching out his cock, and stroking it in long, firm, movements. He held me closer, his fingers more gentle on my flesh than I would have imagined.

Doing anything in the shower would be impossible, so Le Blanc turned off the water, and placing his hands under me, picked me up and took me out to where there was a built in sofa/bed. Laying me down on it, he placed his body over mine. My skin was tingling with the freshness of being clean, and the ministrations of Le Blanc's fingers and lips.

"Oh, yes, Le Blanc, now....take me now!"

 

[ariosto]

LeBlanc

The couch was soft as an angel's wing and in spite of the days hair raising adventures her body was beginning to relax. LeBlanc clean, was a lot more palatable than LeBlanc dirty and he turned out to be a surprisingly gentle lover. Quite a nice change from Abdul's earlier attentions.
She threw her hands back over her head and stretched allowing the Frenchman's hands to caress her body, from slender ankles to rich dark hair.
He was not a tall man nor a heavy one and lying on top of her he felt more like a smoothly muscled cat than a roughneck mechanic.

For LeBlanc, usually a fatalist, he was inwardly thanking God and wondering what circumstance had delivered Sydney to him. But he knew it wouldn't last and so reluctantly skipped some of the finer nuances of lovemaking he'd learned in the Marseilles brothels. As his lips moved down the warm curve of her throat his fingers were sliding between her legs through the patch of soft hair still moist from the shower. He felt the nub of her clitoris against his calloused thumb and began to rub.
Syd closed her eyes and moaned softly as his mouth found her breast and began to play with it. Hand cupping and squeezing, forcing her stiff sensitive nipples high, where his lips and tongue could tease and tantalize them...
She wondered how this rough cut man could be so gentle a lover...

LaBlanc moved his fingers lower and entered the sanctuary of her sex, they were long fingers and she felt every inch of them, squeezing tight she closed herself around him. His cock was now rock hard and growing, rubbing the smooth skin of her thigh, she felt a wild fluttering sense of anticipation knowing it would soon breach her gate and be taken inside her.

That was soon the case, with his pussy moist fingers playing on her lips, he positioned himself between the petals of her labia and slowly one long inch at a time, began to insert himself.
It seemed to Sydny as if it would never stop. She stretched and filled to accomadate the Frenchman's cock, but began to wonder if she could! He hadn't seemed nearly so large in the shower.

"My God LeBlanc, you're huge....", she gasped, opening her legs and raising her kneees to make his passage bearable.

"Ahhhh Merci, Sydneee."
And to illustrate his thanks, he drove into her as hard and as fast as he could!
Suddenly the gentleness was over. He was fucking her at a furious pace, pumping himself into her in long relentless strokes, his fingers clutching, squeezing, pulling at her breasts and nipples...his lips and teeth savaging her mouth, tongue seeking to drive it's way down her throat.
Her legs were up and and dancing wildly under the terrific impacts...she had never been this fully engorged with cock before!
Indy's seemed like a hot dog in comparison!

"Good Goddddd LeBlannnnccc...." she choked out around his buried twisting tongue

"Mon Dieu, Sydneeee, but you make me WILD!"

Her nails were sunk into his back and somehow the unbeleivable penetrations of the monstrous cock had become incredibly exciting and she was bucking up to meet his deep thrusts with abandon.

"WILD! JE SUIS UN FAUVE!...A BEAST!...I CONSUUUMME YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
And then he began to cum.
Leblanc didn't just cum, he geysered, he erupted, he unleashed a tsunami of cum into Syd's groaning, aching, eager, shuddering pussy.

 

[Honey_B]

Eva Braun

Inside the car, Eva checked to make sure her gun was secured in the shoulder harness. She did not anticipate any further difficulties, but she always wanted to be prepared. That done, the statuesque woman got out of the car and hurried out into the hanger.

Where she was confronted with an idiot of a clerk. It should have been a simple task, getting on the courier plane. Eva fumed in silent frustration. She had no idea who this embarrassment of a German was, but he apparently had know idea who she was. "Imagine anyone not knowing who Eva Braun is," she thought derisively. The half-wit needed to see identification papers of all things.

CRASH!

Eva had swept her arm over the clerk's desk and cleared the surface. The startled man was too surprised to do anything as she set her valise down.

"This is going to take awhile," she thought as she opened the small suitcase. She couldn't remember the last time she had needed to show those damn papers.

 

[SexyChele]

Syd

Who would have thought that Le Blanc could be the lover he was. Even though my body was still aching from the punishment received at the hands of Abdul, the gentleness of Le Blanc made up for it, causing my body to respond to tenderness.

As he drove into me, filling me, I was surprised that my body could stretch to allow him and still feel pleasure! Responding out of instinct, I began to move with him, my voice urging him on, wanting him to take me completely.

I heard his cries, and felt his body shudder, and knew he was filling me with his sweet cum. My clit, swollen and being rubbed against him, exploded at the thought of his cock emptying inside of me. Clamping down hard on Le Blanc, my orgasm washes over me as a wave, cresting on the heights of pleasure, as I cling to Le Blanc.

When we both fulfill our release, our lips meet, tongues entwining, hands running the length of each other's bodies. Smiling, I look up at Le Blanc -

"Now, who would have figured? Le Blanc, you certainly are a man of surprises!"

Moving his head lower, I feel his lips working their way down my body. Sighing deeply, I stroke his hair and the skin of his back, relishing the feel of his body on mine....

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Elaine

Indy grabs my hand and we begin to run full tilt towards the biplane. I recognize it immediately, of course. “Indy, wait!” I yell. “That’s Adbul’s plane!”

“That’s okay!” he yells back. “We’re gonna need all the help we can get if we’re going up against Eva!”

I want to tell him that I’m more afraid of Abdul’s wrath than Eva Braun’s, but I’m too winded from the sprint across the tarmac. His hand is tightly clamped onto my own. I have no choice but to go with him. My legs feel as if they are made out of jelly, but somehow I manage to keep up with him.

Nobody interferes with us, and we reach the plane in a matter of moments. As we stand beside the plane, Indy considerately lets me catch my breath. I bend over, hands on knees, gasping. A stitch in my side makes me grimace with pain.

“Elaine? You okay, honey?” Indy rubs my shoulder, looking concerned.

Between gasps I reply, “I’m okay. Just – not used to this.” I take a couple more deep breaths, then straighten up.

“That’s the spirit.” He claps me on the shoulder. “Now let’s get on board.”

“All right.” But still I hesitate. My stomach is cramping from the feeling of dread that has been steadily building ever since we left the hotel.

“What’s wrong?”

What could be the harm in telling him? Perhaps he can be a useful buffer between Abdul and me. “Abdul is going to be very upset with me for losing the piece. Especially if he finds out that it got stolen while we were…you know. I’ve never seen him get really angry, but I’ve heard…things.”

Indy claps me on the shoulder again. “Don’t worry about Abdul,” he says. His grin is confident, and I feel a little encouraged. “Tell you what. For once I won’t be chivalrous. I’ll get on first and see if he’s here. If he is, I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you. Sound good?”

“Sounds very good.” I manage a smile, then impulsively reach up and kiss him on the lips. It’s an almost chaste kiss – almost chaste, because my tongue flicks his lips ever so briefly before I break away.

He stares at me, a wide grin breaking out on his face. “Wow,” he says. A second or two of silence, then he clears his throat. “Okay then.” He takes a couple of steps, then halts. He stands like a statue for a moment, and I’m about to ask him what’s wrong when he turns back to me. “Did you hear something?”

 

[ariosto]

"Damn!"

"What's wrong?"
Elaine looked at Indy whose ear was pressed tightly against the thin metal door.

"I'd know those moans anywhere!"

"Oh no!. do you think Abdul is..is torturing her?"

"Hell NO!"
With a vicious kick the door gave way and Indy spun into the cabin, his trademark bullwhip ready to strike!

Sydney jumped up and LeBlanc sprawled ungracefully on the deck.
"YOU BASTARD!"
She looked around desperately for something to throw at him.

"ME!..It looks like you were having a pretty damned good time while I was gone!...who's that?" he said, pointing a boot at LeBlanc who was staggering to his feet, his swollen, glistening penis giving evidence of recent activities.

"Le Blanc! A man who at least cares about me."
She crossed her arms over her bosom and looked furious.
"My God your beautiful when you've just been fucked."

Just then Elaine stuck her head in the door.
"Indy, Eva Braun..."

Everyone turned to her, listening.
"Eva Braun...hurry! She's left the hanger and is headed for the courier plane!"

 

[SexyChele]

Syd

As the door came crashing in, my first thought was - Abdul!

Scurrying to get off the couch, I stood dumbfounded as the figure of Indy came bursting through the door. All hope of joyful reconciliation were dashed when his jealous streak raised its head.

HA! Well at least Le Blanc was concerned about me! Indy probably never even knew I was gone!

Ready to take on Indy with my temper, I heard Miss Davis point out that Eva Braun is on her way to the plane. Eva Braun!!!

Looking down, I am suddenly aware of my state of undress, and dash back into the bathroom to slip the dress back over my head. Le Blanc struggles to get back into his coveralls. Indy comes over to me, menace in his eyes.

"So, dare I ask what you two were up to?"

"I was trying to secure a safe hiding place from Abdul!!"

"Oh! And I'm supposed to believe that? A safe hiding place - in Abdul's very own plane? Were you trying to hide - or be found?"

Just then Miss Davis cut in -

"Indy, she's almost here, what do we do?"

I look up at Indy, adjusting the thin cotton of the dress.

"Just how the hell did Eva Braun get involved in all of this?" I ask.

"How do I know? I make this stuff up as I go along."

"Well, you better start making up a solution, cause if she finds us here, the Third Reich will have a field day with you!"

"I know, I know, Syd! Quite reminding me!"

 

[Honey_B]

Eva Braun

The identity papers found, Eva waited for the clerk to finish whatever paperwork he required.

"That damn man moves with the inefficiency of an Italian," Eva thought.

Instead of slapping him, she spent the time carefully repacking her valise. She did not bother to pick up the spilled articles from the clerk's deck.

"Frauline, everything ist in order...."

Eva grabbed the papers and was headed out the door before he could finish his sentence.

Awkwardly, Eva clutched her suitcase in one hand while trying to keep her hat on with the other. She quickly walked toward the courier plane, not paying attention to the rough tarmac. Her foot caught on the uneven pavement and stumbled, dropping her valise. The contents spilled out of the hastily latched bag.

"Scheisse!" she screamed as she stooped to stuff everything back in her bag.

 

[ariosto]

"MERDE!" It was LeBlanc.
He threw a wallet in Indy's direction and raced for the cockpit, throwing himself into the pilot's seat and opening the throttle on the idling engines.(Bet you didn't know they were idling did you)
"Look at this!"
Indy held out the badge the mechanic had tossed for the two girls to see...

Frank White, Special Agent, National Intelligence Service, Washington DC.

"Your American!" Indy braced himself against the vibrating roll as the big deHavilland began to taxi down the field.

"You bet your ass I am!" Came the reply from the cockpit.
"Now let's get the Bitch!"

When she saw the big white plane coming towards her, Eva forgot her luggage and began to run.
Indy was leaning out to grab her as the plane accelerated in pursuit.
Realising it was hopeless Eva went down on one knee and fumbled in her purse for the luger, determined to give her life for the fatherland.

"Hurry leBlanc!...err, White!"
The agent opened the throttles wide and the plane lept forward!
Indy almost fell out. Syd and Elaine each grabbed him by a leg and as the wheels left the ground he reached out and grabbed Eva Braun under the arms
sweeping her clean of the earth, both of them hanging precariously from the open door of the plane a thousand feet above Casablanca!

 

[Honey_B]

Eva Braun

Oblivious to the danger of increasing height, Eva's hands turned to claws as she struck out at Indy's face. Three parallel red streaks apeared on the man's cheek.

"Why you..." Indy growled.

"Du verdammter arschficker! Unhand me this instant."

"I'd reconsider that if I were you, Miss Braun. Even members of the superior race can't fly."

Eva looked down and whimpered. She clutched Indy tightly around the neck and buried her face.

 

[SexyChele]

Syd

So much happening all at once! Le Blanc - American? Real name White? I'd known him for years, and all this time - ?!?!?!

As he jerked the plane in take-off, I lost my balance slightly before grabbing onto the side of the fusilage for support. The door was still open, and suddenly Indy was on his stomach, reaching for something. As if on cue, Elaine and I each dove and grabbed one of his legs.

Suddenly there was a weight added, and both Elaine and I slide slightly. I looked at Elaine and shouted over the noise from the wind rushing outside.

"We gotta pull together to get him inside the airplane. On the count of 3 - ONE, TWO, THREE!!!"

We both pulled with every last ounce of strength, and felt Indy slide into the plane.

"Again! ONE, TWO, THREE!!!"

Again we pulled, and this time enough of Indy was inside the plane for him to begin struggling back into the plane. Elaine and I both grabbed his belt and shoulder pulling and pushing until Indy was safely inside the plane. Trailing after him came a woman anybody would have recognized - -

EVA BRAUN!

Yes, Hitler's own mistress. Normally kept in the background, but always suspected of running covert activities. As Elaine and I stare at each other, Indy tackles Eva, pulling her hands behind her back.

"SYD! Get the door! Elaine, find something we can bind her hands with."

Scrambling, holding onto the side of the plane, I reach for the door, and eventually slam it shut, locking it in place. Turning around, I see that Elaine found some rope and Indy was securing Eva's hands. Rummaging through her bag, he whoops and holds up the artifact we had been looking for!

As we cry out amidst Eva's cursing, I look at Indy.

"Yeah, it's great that we got that back. But now what do we do about her? You don't think Hitler's going to be a little put out that we kidnapped his piece of ass?"

 

[ariosto]

"Sydnee! LeBlanc called, come up here and take the controls. As she slid into the pilots seat she glared at him. "American huh?"
He grinned back.
"Muncie Indiana...tricked ya didn't I
Just circle the city Syd and watch out for any strange aircraft."

He made his way back to Indy and Elaine who were
standing over Eva Braun.
"Let me see that fabled 'Head of Ra', Doctor Jones."
"Sure." Indy handed it to him.
LeBlanc gave it a superficial look and dropped it to the cabin floor. It shattered in a dozen plaster pieces and Indy's face went white.
"What the!"
Elaine looked stunned and only Eva Braun seemed unsurprised.

Agent White confronted her.
"Where is it?"
The blonde beauty only smiled.
"Where is it?"
He waited a few seconds then slapped her hard enough to spin her head around.
"Hey wait..."
Indy's chivalrous feelings were aroused.

"Give me a hand Doctor Jones."
White looped a leather strap to an eyehook in the overhead and fastened the end to the handcuffs on her wrists. Then he pulled.
Eva gave a sharp cry of pain as her arms shot up above her head and she was forced to stand on tip toe.

"LeBlanc don't you think your being a bit extreme here?" Indy's hackles were rising.

Staring straight at Braun, the Agent answered.
"This bitch knows where that damned thing is. And if the Nazi's get it. It will be the end of freedom in the world, Jones. And I plane to get that information out of her no matter how violent or depraved I need to be....
Now are you going to help me or not."

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Elaine

I stare in disbelief at the shattered plaster on the floor. A fake! Somehow this horrible woman has managed to hide the real Head of Ra. But where?

The crack of a hand on flesh cuts through my haze, and I look up in time to see one whole side of Eva Braun’s face turning bright red from Agent White’s slap. The sight shocks my already jangled nerves. I’ve never seen a man strike a woman before.

I open my mouth to protest, but before I can say anything he attaches a leather strap to her handcuffs. My eyes widen in disbelief and shock as he brutally yanks her up on her tiptoes and fastens the other end of the strap to a hook in the ceiling. Her harsh cry of pain cuts through me. I can see the metal cuffs biting into the flesh of her slender wrists. I can’t help feeling a little sorry for her, even though she is a Nazi. These interrogation tactics seem a little excessive to me.

As if reading my mind, Indy protests, “LeBlanc, don't you think you’re being a bit extreme here?”

Without even looking at him, White replies, “This bitch knows where that damned thing is. And if the Nazi's get it, it will be the end of freedom in the world, Jones. And I plan to get that information out of her no matter how violent or depraved I need to be.... Now are you going to help me or not?”

Before he can respond, I jump in. “But do you have to be so cruel to her?”

White turns his flat, merciless gaze to me. “Don’t be fooled, Miss Davis. This evil bitch would run over her own grandmother if it would help her darling Führer. I’m just giving her a taste of her own medicine.”

“How – how do you know my last name?” I take a step backward, suddenly frightened.

He laughs. “Knowing things is my job. For example, I know all about you and your partner Abdul. In fact, when I’m done with the bitch here, I’m going to want to talk to you about a few things.”

“Me? But I don’t know anything!”

He looks me over. “We’ll see. In any event, I’m going to expect your full cooperation.”

I don’t reply to that, and after a moment White returns his attention to his captive. Not wanting to see what he’s going to do to her next, I turn away from them and find a window seat in the rear of the cabin. I wrap my arms around my suddenly cold body and look out the window into darkness.

I’m not terribly surprised to discover that I’m rooting for Eva Braun to hold out as long as possible. Anything to keep that man’s focus off me.

 

[Honey_B]

Eva Braun

Eva spat in the American's smug face and laughed. The slap did not bother her in the least. They would never get their information out of her that way. The Americans were amatuers when it came to interrogation whereas Eva was a professional, a German. Herr Himmler had been one of her most ardent students. In fact...

"Mein dear gentleman, Vhite, is it? If you vant to play, just free me from my bindings, and I vill play vith you."

She ran her pink tongue over her soft lips. She actually might enjoy this. The look of rage on White's face was gratifying, but the man quicly regained his composure.

 

[SexyChele]

As I slipped into the pilots seat and took control of the Haviland, I cursed Indy.

Oh, sure, Syd - fly the damn plane! While he's in the back having all the fun! And just who the hell is this White character? My mind on the case of mixed identities, I notice a plane leaving the airport and starting to follow us. I try various manuevers, but he stays tight on my tail. Gotta lose this guy, and gotta do it over the desert.

"INDY! WHITE - or whatever your name is! We are being followed! Some one must have seen us take Eva here. I'm heading out over the Sahara. Might have to do a little fancy flying to ditch this guy. But I still want to have some fun!"

I bank the plane hard to the right, flying straight into the darkness of the seemingly neverending Sahara....

 

[ariosto]

Leblanc...(White) walked over to a small chest and withdrew a small knife. A six inch shining stiletto and held it in front of her eyes, then rested the tip against her cheek.
"I'll play with you Eva," his eyes sparkled...."my rules."
Starting at her neckline, He sliced through the woman's clothing, blouse, bra, belt, slip and skirt in one long jagged stroke Then starting at the wrist he cut through both sleeves all the way in... Eva's clothes fell in a heap at her pretty feet.

Indy whistled,
"Wow! No wonder Hitler's hot for her!"
The striking blonde stood defiant, her chin high, her firm jutting breasts challenging them all with their stiff rosy points. Her waist narrowed to fashion model dimensions, then swelled out to beautifully rounded hips and a perfectly curved ass. Her legs were sheathed in long hose and stood high on four inch heels.
Her blue eyes glittered like ice crystals.

"Schwein!"
She screamed and tried to kick him with her bound foot but all she acheived was the loss of her shoe. Indy picked it up and gave it to LeBlanc
who pressed the spiked heel deep into the yielding flesh of her right breast.

"Jones," he said never taking his eyes off the Braun.
"Why don't you strip off those dirty clothes and have some fun with this bitch while Elaine and I watch."

The plane suddenly lurched and a voice called from the cockpit.
"No way Romeo! Not without me to help!"

 

[ariosto]

As it turned out, Syd's help was not needed. With a defiant scream of "DEUTCHLAND UBBER ALLES!" Eva Braun cracked the cyanide capsule in her mouth and with one wrenching shudder went slack in her restraints.

"Damn."
Indy said looking at her limp swaying body.
"Damn I'm not that bad! Am I Syd?"

"Shit"
LeBlanc lept forward and raised her head, prying up her eyelids.
"Dead...dead as a doornail."

The plane gave a sudden lurch and everything catapulted against the side of the cabin...
"Syd!"
She was already gone, struggling forward into the cockpit
Leblanc had been knocked senseless against one of the chair backs andIndy bent over him trying to slap him back to his senses.
"Hey look!"

It was Elaine trying to extricate herself from Braun's jumbled clothing.
In her hand something was gleaming. Indy crawled over to her as Syd tried desperately to regain control of the plunging aircraft.

"THAT"S IT!...My God! Elaine..."
He kissed her, and took it from her hands.
"Where was it?"

She struggled to her feet and held up one of Braun's shoes. The heel fell open to reveal a compartment just big enough for the Head of Ra to fit inside.

Indy grabbed Elaine by the waist and they made their way uphill to the cockpit where Sydney was clawing for altitude.

"Baby," he said over her shoulder. "Do I have a present for you!"