Tomb Raider Forever

Tomb Raider Forever


As the tropic sun reached its zenith above the lush rain forest canopy, a lone woman emerged from the dense foliage into a grassy clearing. Looming up out of the field was a grand Incan pyramid, dark and foreboding even under the blinding glare of the hot sun.

“Brilliant. It’s taken you three days of searching and now you’ve finally stumbled upon a pyramid the size of Britain.” The woman spoke to herself under her breath. “Well done, Lara.”

Lara Croft wiped the sweat from her brow as she approached the foot of the pyramid. Her long auburn hair was tied in a smart ponytail that trailed down to the small of her back. She swiped her unruly bangs out of her eyes before adjusting a strap on her small backpack over her blue tank top. Her hands, wrapped in fingerless leather gloves, instinctively dropped to the grips of the dual holstered 9 mm semi automatic pistols strapped to her toned thighs. The guns always felt reassuring under her fingers. Lara made certain her tanned leather shorts were securely fastened by her belt; they fit her like a glove.

A long stairway ran up the closest side of the pyramid, seeming to reach the very apex of the great structure. Lara was about to set foot on the bottom step when a crash of splintering wood brought her reeling back around to face the jungle, her 9 mm pistols already in her hands.

Lara Croft had encountered many lethal and dangerous beasts in her travels. She had bested crocodiles, tigers and even a T-Rex. She felt fear just as any human would, but she had always kept her head, and it was her mind that had saved her skin many a time. The creature that now came barreling out of the jungle was unlike anything she had ever seen, and for a woman like Lara, that was a significant distinction.

A hideous reptilian biped lumbered out into the clearing, heading straight toward Lara. Its slimy hide glistened with foul fluids and its wide gaping maw shone with a hundred vicious looking dagger-like teeth. Lara might have thought this creature was some sort of mutated velociraptor that had managed to thwart extinction were it not for the machine gun clutched firmly in the beast’s right claw.

Lara leapt to the side just as the monster opened fire, sending great gouts of dirt shooting up from the ground where Lara had stood a moment before. She rolled up on one knee and opened fire with her pistols as the creature swung its weapon toward her for another barrage. Her shots impacted its leathery hide, managing to gouge into the monster’s shoulder. It hissed and growled, and though she could not understand, Lara was certain there was a distinct pattern to the creature’s roars of pain. This ugly reptile was sentient for certain, but Lara’s final shot to its sloping forehead put an end to whatever passed for thought beneath its thick skull.

“Good lord, what was that?” Lara breathed, trying to wrap her mind around what had just occurred. Suddenly another loud crash of falling timber resounded in the clearing and Lara turned to see more than a dozen of the gruesome creatures come pouring out of the jungle, their machineguns already spraying bullets.

Lara dodged toward the pyramid as bullets whizzed by her head. She rounded the nearest corner and pressed her back against the warm stone for cover, interposing the pyramid between herself and the onrushing monsters. The creatures fired away as they approached, their shots ricocheting off the pyramid’s sloping walls. Lara reloaded her pistols, trying to think of a way out of this impossible situation. No solutions occurred to her, so she set her jaw and jumped out from behind the pyramid, firing away as she flew through the air.

Three of the monsters were dead before she hit the ground, and then Lara was rolling, her fingers working the triggers of her pistols with practiced ease, dropping five more of the beasts in as many seconds. One of the remaining reptilian creatures drew a bead on her, and Lara prepared herself for death as she had done a hundred times before. She prepared by fighting back.

But before Lara could target the beast, it suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood and bone.

“Oooooooh, that’s gotta hurt!” A man’s voice called from the jungle behind the beasts. “You alien bastards are gonna pay for bustin’ up my ride!”

Lara’s eyes widened with surprise as she saw a man charge out of the thick foliage. He was tall and incredibly muscular, with short military-cut blond hair. He wore a red tank top that was stretched tight over his chiseled pectorals and abs. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. Gun-belt suspenders held up his black leather pants, and he hefted an enormous rocket launcher in his equally enormous arms. He was the very definition of masculinity, and somewhere inside Lara’s mind a young English girl swooned.

“Suck it down, alien scum!” The man shouted, firing another rocket into the next monster. “Duke Nukem wants to play!”

The alien creature was torn to bits before the rest of them turned to confront Duke. Dropping the rocket launcher, Duke produced a shotgun from behind his back and shot the head off the nearest alien.

Lara got to her feet and began firing at the aliens, taking advantage of this Duke Nukem’s arrival. She rushed forward, vaulting over one alien and raining bullets down on its angular head before rolling between two others and filling their hunched torsos with lead.

Duke shoved his shotgun into another alien’s snout before blasting it to smithereens. His booted foot shot out, crushing the ribs of an alien as it tried to close in for a better shot. Duke finished off the gasping alien with a shot to the face before turning his attention to the next slobbering monster.

Lara dropped another two aliens and suddenly felt a cold slimy clawed hand wrap around her ankle. She was yanked off her feet by an alien that had survived a shot to its chest. The reptilian creature grabbed Lara by the throat and held her up in front of its body, putting her between it and Duke’s shotgun. The alien pressed the barrel of its machinegun against Lara’s temple, making its intentions clear.

Duke sneered at the alien before giving Lara a playful wink obvious even behind his shades.

“Sorry, babe. But I gotta do what I gotta do.” Duke shrugged, bringing his shotgun up.

“STOP!” Lara cried out in terror. She saw Duke’s finger curl around the trigger and closed her eyes. There was a deafening blast and then a blood-curdling splat behind her head as the alien’s face exploded. Lara opened her eyes and took two steps forward as the alien dropped lifelessly to the grass behind her. She walked up to Duke as he nonchalantly reloaded his shotgun.

“Looks like ya got some alien gibs on your shoulder.” Duke Nukem grinned. “Like I said…sorry, babe.”

Lara brought her right-hand pistol up toward Duke’s face and his eyes widened behind his shades. Lara squeezed the trigger and fired off a round that whizzed past Duke’s cheek and straight into the head of the last alien as it was about to open fire at Duke’s back. The alien tumbled to the ground with a final hiss and the two humans were finally alone in the clearing.

“Thanks for the help.” Lara huffed, wiping the slimy remnants of an alien’s jawbone from her shoulder. “Duke Nukem, was it?”

“That’s my name.” Duke nodded, twirling his shotgun up in the air before holstering it behind his back.

“My pleasure, Mr. Nukem.” Lara inclined her head. “I am Lara Croft.”

“Sure thing, babe. Excuse me.” Duke reached down and undid his fly.

“Good lord! What are you doing!?” Lara turned away, averting her gaze. She had seen something the moment before she turned her head, but her mind refused to believe what her eyes had described.

“I’m takin’ a leak.” Duke said gruffly as he targeted a nearby alien’s corpse and let go. “Ahhhh…that’s better. Hey, I said ‘excuse me’ didn’t I?”

“Just finish your business.” Lara said over her shoulder as she crossed her arms in disgust. “I’ve never encountered such a boorish brute in all my life!”

“Yeah, well it’s not like I just saved your bodacious booty a second ago, right?” Duke snorted as he zipped up his pants.

“Well, we’re even then.” Lara turned back to face him. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Mr. Nukem, I have a pyramid to explore.”

“Yeah, me too.” Duke nodded briskly and started walking toward the staircase on the pyramid’s near side.

“What possible reason would someone like you have with an ancient ruin?” Lara asked, genuinely curious. “You don’t strike me as an archeologist.”

“There’s a weapon inside there someplace.” Duke waved a beefy hand at the pyramid. “I gotta get it so I can blow the rest of those alien bastards to little itty bitty pieces. Save the world, yadda yadda yadda…”

“You mean to say those nasty buggers are aliens?” Lara raised an eyebrow, glancing at the eviscerated carcasses of the monsters at their feet. “From outer space?”

“They ain’t from Toledo, sweet cakes.” Duke sighed dismissively. “So how about you wait here and look beautiful while I go save the day?”

Duke Nukem started up the long stairway up the side of the pyramid. Lara watched him ascend for a few seconds before his condescending tone sunk in. She hustled up after him, catching up in moments.

“You won’t mind if I tag along, Mr. Nukem.” Lara said coolly. “I’m quite capable of looking beautiful and saving the world at the same time.”

“I don’t need help, babe.” Duke said with an edge of annoyance.

“All the same, I’m coming with you.” Lara insisted.

After nearly an hour of uneasy silence, they finally reached the top. The pyramid did not have a peak like the Great Pyramid in Egypt, rather it was a flat plateau roughly an acre in size. In the very center sat a large three-sided stone table of elaborate design.

“That must be an altar.” Lara said, breathing heavily from the long climb. “It is likely the Incans made sacrifices here.”

“Human sacrifices?” Duke asked casually.

“Most likely, yes.” Lara nodded.

“Groovy.” Duke grinned, walking up to the stone table.

Lara’s lip twisted with disgust as she followed. The altar was engraved with a grand array of symbols, a few of which Lara recognized. She kneeled down, studying the carvings while Duke surveyed the area.

“I don’t see a door.” Duke growled, scratching his head. “Why can’t things ever be straight forward?”

“Patience.” Lara admonished him. “Give me a minute to decipher these symbols.”

“Damn it!” Duke Nukem clenched his fist. “Wish I hadn’t wasted my last rocket on that alien turd! I ran out of pipe-bombs days ago!”

“I don’t think it would matter.” Lara said with smile on pride. “It says here that this pyramid is impervious to harm, protected by the power of the gods themselves.”

“Doubt the gods could do much against enough C-4.” Duke grumbled. “What’s it say about getting inside?”

“A sacrifice has to be made.” Lara looked up and gave Duke a warning look.

“Baby, you’re too cute to kill.” Duke half-smiled. “Besides, I don’t hurt women. Ever. Real men never do.”

Lara shook her head in awe of Duke Nukem’s overblown machismo, but could not stop her smile. She appreciated his principle, and was somewhat surprised he had one. She continued studying the engravings, squinting against the blazing sun.

“Wait…no, it’s not a blood sacrifice after all.” Lara said slowly. “Here it says ‘two must become one and the door will reveal itself’. Bloody hell if I know what that means.”

“Trust me, babe. There’s always a key to look for.” Duke’s voice was grim. “Now we gotta find two and put’em together. This day sucks!”

“Hang on…” Lara continued scrutinizing the symbols. Suddenly her stomach flipped and she felt as though she might be sick. “No…no…can’t be!”

“What?” Duke readied his shotgun. “What’s wrong?”

“I…I can’t…I won’t…” Lara shook her head and turned away from the altar, crossing her arms over her chest and gazing out over the jungle far below.

“What is it? What did you see?” Duke asked, glancing at the last place Lara had been studying on the altar. Then he saw it. “Oh…dude.”

The last symbol was a series of crude illustrations. In it, a simplistic representation of the altar itself was shone with nothing on it. The next was an engraving of the altar with two human figures standing nearby. The two people in the illustration were man and woman, judging by the exaggerated phallus on one and breasts on the other. The next image depicted the man and woman both on the altar, their bodies joined together at the hip in a fairly explicit manner. The final image was faded and unclear oddly enough.

“Damn.” Duke took a deep breath. He looked over at Lara Croft’s back as she starred out at the horizon.

“The fate of the world hangs in the balance, correct?” Lara said, her voice resolute if a bit resigned.

“Yeah. It does.” Duke replied simply. It was the truth.

“Sit down on the altar.” Lara instructed sternly. “Sit exactly as the engraving shows.”

“Right…yeah, sitting, I can do that.” Duke nodded, plopping himself down on the warm stone table.

Lara turned around to face him, her face set with determination. Her eyes burned with anger and Duke could not help but swallow loudly as he met her withering gaze.

“Understand this very clearly,” Lara said as she approached him. “I don’t want to do this. I don’t plan to enjoy this. You will keep your hands to yourself and we’ll make this as quick and painless as possible. All that clear?”

“Yeah, whatever.” Duke nodded, shrugging his broad shoulders. “Sorry I don’t have a rubber on me. Used’em all up last week at the club.”

“That’s very charming, but we couldn’t use one anyway.” Lara shook her head. “The Incan incantation or whatever it is that protects this pyramid might consider that to be cheating, and I don’t want to have to do this over. Speaking of rubbers, though…I’m not going to catch anything, am I?”

“Healthy as a horse.” Duke thumped his chest. “And this soldier keeps his weapon clean!”

“Brilliant.” Lara suppressed a revolted shudder and turned around, shrugging off her backpack and setting it down on the stone bricks at her feet. “Get yourself ready, Duke Nukem.”

Lara reached down and unzipped her shorts, still not quite believing what she was about to do. She slipped her shorts down over the gentle curve of her butt and felt the warm tropic breeze caress her bare skin. Her undergarment slipped down with the shorts just below her buttocks.

“Oh…damn.” Duke said in a low voice. “You’ve got such a fine…”

“Finish that sentence and I’ll shoot you.” Lara snarled over her shoulder. Cursing under her breath, Lara reached between her legs and began caressing her tender folds, trying to recall her favorite romance novels. The wetter she was, the less unpleasant the next few minutes would be. “Now are you ready or not?”

“I sure am now.” Duke chuckled, unzipping his pants. “Take a seat any time you want.”

“Right.” Lara nodded. She took a couple steps backward toward the altar and soon felt the warm stone against the back of her thighs. She looked down and saw Duke’s leather clad legs on either side of her own bare legs. Taking a deep breath, Lara sat back slowly. She felt a hard vertical column of human flesh press against her bare buttocks and she paused. “I take it that’s you.”

“Yeah, that’s all me, babe.” Duke grinned, looking down at Lara’s curvaceous backside as it rubbed against his manhood. “Don’t you wanna look at it?”

“No thank you, Mr. Nukem.” Lara shook her head and draped her braided ponytail over her right shoulder. “Let’s just get this over with.”

Lara frowned as she raised her hips higher, waiting to feel the tip of Duke’s shaft so that she could line herself up properly. She went up on her tiptoes, but she still only felt the seemingly endless length of his erection against her toned glutes.

“Here, baby, let me help.” Duke spoke in a low voice. He reached out and grabbed Lara’s hips in his hands.

“What did I say about touching?” Lara hissed through her teeth.

“You want to get this done with or what?” Duke asked as he lifted Lara up off her feet effortlessly.

Lara gasped with surprise at Duke Nukem’s amazing strength. He raised her up in the air as if she were a feather, then he lowered her down. Lara stiffened as she felt the tip of Duke’s rod meet her glistening slit.

“Go on, then.” Lara said stiffly.

Duke lowered her onto himself. His cock parted her nether lips as she sank onto his manhood. Inch after inch of his thick, hard staff of flesh ventured into her wet vessel.

“Oh…oh my.” Lara spoke in a small voice. She had been with men before, some more well endowed than others. But Lara had never taken in a cock of such girth. Duke’s cock pressed against the sides of Lara’s canal in an incredibly tight fit. And his length was seemingly endless. Inch after inch of hard, throbbing cock continued to delve into her.

“I’m goin’ in.” Duke huffed, furrowing his brow. Lara Croft’s vessel wrapped around his massive cock like a vice, surrounding his sensitive manhood with an irresistible wet heat. “Damn, girl!”

At long last Lara’s nether lips came to a rest at the base of Duke’s shaft, and her back went rigid.

“Oooooh….” Lara’s breath left her. Duke’s cock filled her completely, and Lara could feel the wide head of his hard organ pressed against her cervix, deeper than any man had ever delved inside her intimate depths.

“Damn…” Duke clenched his jaw. Lara’s vessel surrounded his entire cock, fitting him like a glove.

Lara had never taken in such an enormous cock, and Duke could not remember feeling a tighter, more luxurious pussy. For close to a minute, neither of them dared make a sound. They both sat on the stone altar, trying to come to grips with the amazing sensations being shared between their joined loins.

“I…I don’t see the door.” Lara spoke haltingly, trying to ignore the sensation of Duke’s cock pulsating. She was feeling his very heartbeat throbbing inside her. “What about you?”

“Nothing.” Duke shook his head, removing his hands from Lara’s hips and resting his palms at his side, gazing down at Lara’s lush buttocks resting against lower abs. “You think we gotta do this all the way?”

Lara wanted to deny it, but she knew Duke was likely correct. And though she would never admit it to herself, something inside her wanted to continue.

“I’ll handle this.” Lara spoke over her shoulder as she braced her hands on the edge of the altar on either side of Duke’s legs. “You just sit back and enjoy the ride.”

“That’s not my style, babe, I….Aaaaargh!” Duke’s retort was cut short as Lara started churning her hips against his groin. Her hot, slick flesh gripped the entire length of Duke’s hard cock, sending incredible jolts of pleasure coursing through his loins.

“Ooooh!” Lara moaned in spite of herself, feeling Duke’s manhood stir up her womb into a boiling mass of pleasure. Nerve endings went wild as their erogenous flesh rubbed together. “Oh, GOD!”

“Nnnnghh…Baby, you can just call me Duke.” He grinned.

“Just…ahhh…shut…nngghh….UP!” Lara hissed through her teeth, trying not to scream from the ecstasy boiling in her womb.

Lara flexed her arms and thighs, starting to bounce up and down in an effort to shut Duke Nukem up. The side effects were not unpleasant either.

“Oh…ohhh…Unnnghaa!” Lara’s moans slipped out despite her best efforts. She bounced on Duke’s massive cock, cramming his manhood into her tight slit again and again at an aggressive pace.

“Babe….YEAH!...aaaargh, HELL YEAH!” Duke Nukem hollered, nodding enthusiastically as Lara’s taut butt bounced on his groin, pumping his cock with her hot sheath. “So…ahhh….do I pull out or what?”

“Afraid not….oooh…we can’t risk failing this test.” Lara shook her head, desperately wishing it was not so. Then something occurred to her.

“Coming so soon? Mmmmm!” Lara glanced over her shoulder, sneering confidently. “Perhaps….uuunghaa…I’m too much woman for you to….nnnghh…handle.”

“Baby, I ain’t gonna blow my load before gettin’ you off!” Duke Nukem growled, furrowing his brow. His tone was dead serious.

“Care to…mmm… make a wager?” Lara asked, trying to keep her voice from squeaking.

“Oh yeah! Name it, baby.” Duke nodded, grinning arrogantly.

“If you come first…aaahhh…. You start calling me by my proper name.” Lara spoke between gasps of pleasure. The heat between her legs was becoming dangerously intense.

“Yeah, sure.” Duke nodded, watching Lara’s hips continue to bounce on his loins. “And…rrraaghhh…if you get off first…you gotta get naked the next time we bang!”

“Done!” Lara agreed immediately, astounded by Duke Nukem’s idiocy. “Aaaaghhh! As if we’ll ever do this….ooooh….again!”

“We will, baby…yeah....we will!” Duke spoke in a deep, throaty whisper next to Lara’s ear, sending a shiver up her spine. “Come on, babe!”

“That’s Lara Croft to you!” Lara snapped defiantly. Suddenly she raised herself as high as she could, leaving just the head of Duke Nukem’s shaft inside her. Then she came down with a vengeance, slamming her glistening slit over his stiff cock. She concentrated, tightening her inner muscles, and squeezed the thick shaft of Duke’s manhood inside her.

“HOLY! YEAH!!!” Duke roared with pleasure. “Now we’re talking! Go, baby! DO IT!”

“You…AHHH!...misogynist….Nnnnghaaa!...macho….mmmm…PIG! Ooooh!” Lara spat insults between moans of ecstasy as she cast her lithe body up and down on Duke Nukem’s massive cock with manic intensity. She could feel her climax approaching, and she had to make him come before she did. “Come! You….AAAAGHHH!!!”

“Come on, baby! That’s right! Ahhhh! YEAH!” Duke moaned. His eyes were glued to Lara’s toned glutes as they slapped loudly against his lap. His fingers dug into the stone beneath him, his knuckles turning white as Lara’s hot, wet vessel squeezed down on his bulging rod with every stroke of her slender hips. “Ride that cock! Come for me, baby! Come for Duke!”

“You first!” Lara shouted, feeling Duke’s shaft begin to shake inside her on the verge of orgasm. “Enjoy this while you can! Oooohhh….Nnnnghaa!”

“Ladies…FIRST!” Duke growled low in his throat as his testicles began to clench. “Come for me, LARA!”

“Damn it! NOOOO!!!” Lara gasped in a mixture of ecstasy and horror. The sound of Duke Nukem calling out her name unleashed a new dimension to the pleasure she was already feeling. Without warning, Lara Croft’s loins blossomed into a firestorm of pleasure. Her climax shot through her entire body, curling her toes inside her boots. Her vision doubled and she succumbed to the pleasure. “Oh, GOD!!! YES! YES! YES!!! AAAAAGHHHH!!!”

“BABY! Hell YEAH!” Duke’s eyes went wide behind his shades. Lara’s vessel came down around his throbbing cock like a vice and his orgasm exploded into her convulsing depths. Duke Nukem’s enormous shaft shook madly as his hot seed erupted up into Lara Croft’s womb. A great roar ripped from Duke’s lungs unbidden. “RRRAAAARRGHHHH!!!”

Lara’s sheath squeezed his long, thick rod, milking each successive volley of burning liquid for all it was worth. Their bodies shook together as they both shouted and screamed their orgasms to the heavens. Time seemed to slow to a crawl while they shared the most intense orgasm either of them had ever known. Then they collapsed back onto the altar’s stone surface, gasping for breath, their minds reeling.

Before either of them could form a coherent thought, the altar began sinking down into the pyramid. Scrambling to their feet, Lara pulled up her shorts while Duke zipped his pants as they watched the stone platform lower itself flush with the roof of the pyramid. They stood there, waiting for something to happen. A minute passed, then two.

“Uhhh…” Duke cleared his throat. “I don’t see a door opening.”

“No…no, no, no!” Lara shook her head in fury as she knelt down. “Bloody hell!”

“What?” Duke asked.

“The altar’s surface completes a pattern on the ground here.” Lara pointed.

Duke looked down and saw a series of large triangles etched into the pyramid’s roof on all four corners, and the altar now made a fifth.

“What’s the deal with these four?” Duke pointed at the other symbols.

“Other pyramids.” Lara sighed. “The weapon, or whatever it is, isn’t here. I think we have to visit each of the other pyramids to find the actual location.”

“Visit?” Duke raised an eyebrow, smiling. “You mean we…”

“Yes.” Lara nodded, not meeting his eye. “We’ll likely have to…activate other altars on these four additional pyramids.”

“Baby, this sure beats looking for a key-card.” Duke grinned and then caught himself. “Oh…sorry, Lara.”

“Wait.” Lara turned and finally looked Duke in the eye. “I…I lost our wager.”

“Listen, baby.” Duke shrugged. “Let’s call it a tie. Just don’t jump down my throat every time I slip up.”

“Fair enough.” Lara let a smile touch the edge of her lips. “By the way…that…wasn’t too horrible just now.”

“You kidding me?” Duke laughed. “Babe, I haven’t gotten my rocks off like that for a LONG time!”

“Charming as always.” Lara rolled her eyes and reached down to pick up her backpack before heading to the stairs. “We should start searching for the next pyramid immediately. The fate of the planet is at stake, correct?”

“You got it, baby!” Duke reached out and slapped Lara’s butt as she passed by.

“Duke…” Lara gave him a withering glare and then started down the stairs. Certain that Duke Nukem could not see, Lara grinned in spite of herself. She was, after all, always ready for adventure.

“My bad…Lara.” Duke chuckled as he followed her down off the pyramid. He watched Lara’s hips sway as she negotiated the stairs.

Saving the world had never sounded so good.