90. Making camp.♡☆♡☆♡
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Cash was digging for water, he found a thick stick that he used to move the muddy dirt from the soft ground under a mangrove bush.
Stella walked into the waves and when she got to waist depth, she dove under the surf and through the water until she reached the calmer water farther out.
She saw the parachute lying across the water and swam towards it.
After 20 minutes, she got close enough to grab it.
Now the long swim back, she thought as she tread water.
Stella was moving at a good clip when she spotted something in the water below.
It was a long green creature, she realized it was an alligator, or a crocodile. Either one scared the piss out of her.
" Holy crap." She said as she swam faster.
She somehow avoided the large beastly gator as she made it to shore.
Cash came to the waters edge and pulled her in. He grabbed the wet parachute and brought it to shore.
"Cash,these waters...very...dangerous." She was trying to catch her breath.
He was worried, his brows dropped. " Sharks?"
" I think I saw an alligator, or maybe a crocodile, not sure. It was underneath me as I swam."
He looked out at the water, not seeing anything.
" Okay we need to build a shelter and find some way to get fire." He said.
" Well, did you find any fresh water?" She asked.
" I think so, but I don't see how we can drink it, it's pure mud right now." He shook his head.
Stella went to him and hugged him. They were both still naked.
" Okay I will try to get firewood and you can set up some rocks for a fire pit, can you string up the parachute so we can use it as a tent?
I need a square piece to use as a bowl for our water, got that knife?" she asked.
He went to get it and then spied a crab moving near the tree. He quickly stabbed it with the knife and then another and another.
He collected 5 small crabs. He threw them down by Stella's feet. "Well, if we get that fire going, we got dinner."
She smiled. " I guess I eat meat again. Good job honey."
Cash set up the parachute tucking rocks around the edges to hold it in place. He crawled inside, it had a creamy orange glow inside, it felt very cozy.
Stella went to the wooded area and pulled dry pieces of bark off the trees, she picked up leaves and a few bigger branches and hauled them back to their camp site.
She saw the new shelter, "Oh, I love it!"
Cash had set up a circle of rocks for the fire. He worked on getting this going as Stella went to the hole Cash had dug. She saw a pool of water there at the bottom of the hole.
Stella made a pouch out of the tent material to scoop up the water. It tasted salty. She spit it out.
She sat down, she was sweating and had bugs all over her, biting her skin.
Stella remembered that "mudding up." could keep the bugs away, she spread mud on her face and body. She felt very dirty.
When Cash saw her he laughed. "Did you fall in?" as he swatted a bug on his arm. Mosquitos.
Stella told him to get the mud and put it on like she had, he did as he was told, their clothing was still damp.
Stella rubbed the mud all over Cash, he did like wise to her. It felt very erotic. He especially paid attention to her breasts.
They were not feeling as many bug bites as they had been after the mud.
Stella told him the bad news about the water. She would look for another source, deeper in the bushes, away from the sea water.
He worked on the fire. Cash had used flint one time before, he shaved a bit off then used his knife to try and spark up the dry moss that Stella found. It wasn't working.
He kept at it.
Stella found a small stream, she bent over and put a drop in her mouth, it wasn't salty.
She took her shirt and the parachute pouch and got as much as she could hold. She quickly hiked back to Cash and made him drink it all.
Stella and Cash filled up on the cool water, praying they wouldn't get sick from parasites.
"Water check, shelter check, food check. Now, fire." She said joyfully.
She was having the best time. She wasn't even thinking about her leg or being stuck out in the wild without a clue as to how they would get home, being active seemed to keep her from worrying.
Cash was frustrated he tried everything to start a fire.
Stella remembered certain trees have sap, or pitch resins, she went back into the canopy of the thick trees until she found some sticky sap on one of the trees. She scraped it off and took it back to Cash.
He tried again, this time there was a small flame.
Stella clapped. "You got this Cash!"
He added a few dried leaves and then some twigs, soon there was a raging fire.
They now had fire, check.
Cash speared those small crabs to roast them as Stella scavenged the shore for anything she could use at their camp.
She found a large flat rock, some seaweed, a few large shells. She took everything back to camp.
Cash had cooked the crab, they feasted on the little guys, it wasn't much, but it was something.
When the darkness came, their clothes were dry, they slipped them into their makeshift tent to lay on them and crawled in for the night.
Cash had been working on sharpening a long stick to use as a spear.
He set it in the sand next to them for protection.
Stella was on her back. She took his hand. " I'm wiped out."
He nodded. They both fell asleep.
In the middle of the night Cash woke up as the nocturnal animals came out, they made it hard to sleep with all of the noise they were making.
Cash began to rub Stella's body, he felt the dried mud on her stomach and got aroused.
He began to kiss her lips. Stella woke up and put her arms around Cash.
" This is one way to get me all to yourself big guy." She said in the darkness.
He kissed her again and put his hand between her legs. "I want you Stella, I want all that muddy mess all over me, I want your dirty and tired naked body."
Stella wrapped her mud encrusted legs around her mate. She felt his arousal and pulled him in.
" I've loved you since I first met you, you literally take my breath away with your powerful body, your deep loyalty to me, your loving heart. I want you to take me, give me all you have." She whispered.
Cash was moving in her as he grabbed her hips and brought her closer, farther than ever before, she was able to take all of him now, every inch.
He made her let go several times, he felt her shudder under his weight.
He kissed her neck, tasting mud and laughed. " Girl you are such a dirty girl."
She laughed. " You like it dirty and messy don't you?"
He did.
Cash and Stella distracted themselves as the whole world except the orange glow of their little tent disappeared.
They only had eachother and this special moment in time to express what they meant to eachother.
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