Libby in the Lost World, Part III: Libby Makes a Deal:

Libby kneeled and completely immersed herself in the slow-moving water of the creek. She held her breath as she let the clear water flow over her bronzed skin. She stood up abruptly, the depth of the creek now coming to nearly the top of her thighs, and whipped her head back, sending an arc of water spraying across the pond. Her voluptuous tits jerked and bounced with the sudden movement. She cupped her treasured glands and rubbed them with her hands, cleaning off the sweat and grime of the past day. She used some of the silt at the bottom of the pond as an abrasive to help scrub herself clean.

Sighing, the blonde beauty waded back to the edge of the pond and sat down on a protruding, table-flat boulder. She let the sun caress her tanned skin and dry her naked body as she contemplated what to do next.

After she had lost the fight to Latischa, her tribe had gathered around her and taken her back to their campsite. Most of the men and women supported her and Umma-Nar was gentle and solicitous. He knew how much her pride was wounded by her decisive defeat. Perhaps he also had an inkling that Libby was out of practice because she had been largely restricting her bed partners to him. However, the chief of the Ubabo was not as forgiving. Libby had lost a major fight in front of the entire confederation. She was clearly an enemy of the grouping’s powerful war queen. If she had won, the Ubabo would have been exalted by their peers. Now that she had lost, however, the chief feared that her disgrace and weakness would come to be associated with the tribe. He spoke to the other Ubabo leaders. Umma-Nar pleaded on Libby’s behalf, but his word did not have the weight that it might have had because he was so clearly in love with her. In the end, the Ubabo asked Libby to leave. She was quickly ejected from the compound into the rough jungle beyond.

Being thrown out of the Ubabo tribe had been an unexpected and cruel blow. She had many friends in the tribe and, while she had not loved Umma-Nar, she did bear the man a great deal of affection. More, the Ubabo had given her place and a sense of security in a dangerous and savage world. Now, all of that was gone. Though she understood this was not directly Latischa’s fault, she still blamed the Amazon woman and hated Latischa more than ever.

Libby lay back on the hot rock, stretching her nude, magnificent body to the sun, and contemplated what had happened. She had lost because she was not ready for the level of sexual pleasure Latischa was able to give her. She had realized some time ago that something in this Lost World stoked the deepest, most primal of her animal instincts and appetites. Latischa had embraced that fully. The diseased cunt probably let herself get fucked raw by a train of men and women every night (in fact, Libby was not far off the truth in believing this). Libby had failed to indulge her sexual appetites out of sense of insecurity, out of the fear of being thrown out of the tribe if she could not count on the loyalty of Umma-Nar. Now, she had lost her tribe anyway and lost a battle to her hated rival. The truth was that she was out of practice at being a slut and it had cost her dearly in the most important slut-fight of her life.

The blonde goddess sat up on the rock and considered what to do next. Once the chief had declared her expulsion from the Ubabo, she was forced to leave the encampment with no more than what she was holding and wearing, which was nothing. She knew that she had the survival skills to keep herself alive and healthy for some time, but she was not a loner and her chances of survival in this savage jungle were greatly increased if she could ally herself with another tribe or even find a few companions. She put these thoughts aside. Her first order of business was to make herself a weapon.

Libby followed the trickle of water that fed the pond to the river that was a tributary of a much larger river that led to the sea. She found some sharp-edged rocks and set about fashioning a knife. That night, she climbed a tree and assembled a rough lean-to for protection. In the darkness of the night, she heard the drums and noises of the assembly. She could see the lights of the fires glowing into the night sky. She went to sleep angry and depressed, raging at Latischa, who was no doubt celebrating her victory.

“I swear to god, you fucker,” Libby promised, “I am going to make you pay for this. I’m going to go to your village, fuck your brains out, and become queen. This is just beginning.”

Filled with the need for revenge and seething with rage and humiliation, the blonde beauty fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, she awoke to the sounds of people moving beneath her tree. She recognized the column of nearly 200 people as one of the tribes that made up the confederation. The meeting had come to an end and now the member tribes were leaving to return to their own territories. Libby was glad that the procession below were not the Ubabo. That would have been even more sad and humiliating. She remained silent and no one noticed her in the thick foliage over their heads. She sighed. The passing procession reminded her, yet again, of the family and protection she had lost.

Over the next several days, Libby familiarized herself with her surroundings. She knew that all of the territory she was traveling was claimed, in some loose way, by some member tribe of the confederation. But the territories were vast and she was certain she would be able to carve out some area that she could live in, relatively undisturbed. This was her second-best option. She still wanted to re-join a tribal group, but everyone now knew who she was, knew of her defeat by Latischa, and knew she had been ejected from her tribe. Her plan to take on Latischa and steal the woman’s crown began to look like more than just a scheme for revenge. It might also be the only way she could regain her place in some kind of society.

A week after her defeat and exile, Libby was walking near a river, traveling to a deep pond she had found off the river that was a bountiful source of fish. She was completely nude and carrying a spear that she had fashioned herself. She was traveling along the edge of the river when, out of the corner of her eye, she detected a rapid movement. Her jungle-honed instincts saved her. She threw herself back and just dodged an attack from a massive crocodilian creature that had been lying in wait for prey on the edge of the stream.

The massive dinosaur snarled in frustration and wheeled around, making another lunge for Libby.

“Fuck you!” the woman screamed as she ran as fast as she could away from the water. She was lucky she had avoided injury and she hoped that the monster would not follow her into the forest. However, the creature was unwilling to give up relatively slow-moving meat. It plunged after her, crashing through the underbrush. Libby knew she could not outrun the beast. She ran for the nearest sturdy tree, one the animal would not be able to climb or easily push over. She spotted a massive mango tree and clambered up its trunk. She hauled herself up to the highest branches and looked down.

The frustrated creature roared its rage from the base of the tree. Its claws scarred the bark and the entire plant trembled but the tree was far too large and deeply rooted for the beast to knock down. The dinosaur roared and gnashed its teeth. After a few minutes, it retreated into the forest.

Libby waited. She knew that many predators were smart enough to set traps and it was possible this creature was just waiting for her to grow impatient. After about 30 minutes, she decided it was unlikely the monster was still around. Carefully, she dropped to the ground, still holding her spear.

She had traveled about five meters away from the mango tree when she heard a crashing in the forest. Too late, she realized the crocodilian dinosaur had, indeed, been waiting for her. With a snarl, it dashed out of the woods, between Libby and the tree, cutting off her escape route.

“Fuck me!” Libby screamed as she raced deeper into the woods. Finding another tree was not hard but the creature was too close on her heels. She did not have the time to jump to safety. Desperately, she turned to face the monster with her spear. If she could wound it or even delay it, that might be enough time for her to regain the safety of the treetops.

Libby planted her bare feet and snarled and screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping to startle the onrushing crocodilian. The beast slowed down but it did not retreat. Instead, it began to stalk towards her, careful but inexorable, more terrifying with every step.

“You Goddamn fucking piece of shit!!” Libby screeched, brandishing her spear. Her own rage and frustration over the recent bad turn in her life came boiling out. She had lost her home, lost her stability, been sexually defeated by her hated rival, and now she was about to end up in the belly of a monster, the kind of creature she had been so successful in avoiding until now. The past week had really been the absolute worst of her life and her life was about to end! She was determined to go down fighting.

Just then, two massively muscular men dropped out of the treetops. One was bronzed, with long, dark hair and a tiny loincloth his only clothing. The other was black with short, cropped hair. He was also wearing only a loincloth but holding a thick-shafted spear with a heavy rock head. The other man was carrying a long, sharp knife.

The men landed on top of the dinosaur and immediately began stabbing. Their powerful muscles put a force behind their thrusts that Libby could never have matched. As she watched, the terrifying beast was reduced, in mere seconds, to a bloody mess. Its roars of rage and intimidation became cries of anguish and pain. It was dead inside of a minute.

The two men panted, their nearly naked bodies glistening with sweat and sheened with blood. Libby stood nearby, her bulging chest heaving as the adrenaline that had rushed through her body slowly dissipated. Finally, when all was quiet and it was clear the monster was dead, she slowly, tentatively approached the jungle men.

“Uh…thanks very much,” Libby said in the Ubabo dialect. The men nodded, but Libby was not sure they really understood. It occurred to her that they might know English, given their proximity to Latischa’s village. “Thanks very much,” Libby repeated in English.

The men nodded more firmly. “You are welcome,” the darker man said, his accent uncertain but his English clear.

Libby smiled enthusiastically. “I was sure I was dead. My name is Libby. If I can do anything to thank you, please let me know.”

Libby already had an idea of what she could do for these two men. They were both incredible hunks of manhood, their knotted muscles were very attractive, and she could see that both of them were swinging huge cocks under their inadequate loincloths. To Libby, the sudden surge of lust that hit her was welcome and delightful. Being so close to death had given her a tremendous desire to fuck. She was no longer holding back; she was allowing herself to fully accept and indulge the hot, voracious appetites of the jungle world that she had resisted for so long. She imagined what it would feel like to have one or both of the men’s fully aroused shafts driving into her hot, tight cunt and she felt her twat getting very, very wet. Her nipples tightened. She willed herself not to show her arousal too obviously.

“I am Fannar,” said the black warrior. “This is my brother in arms, Rumon.” The bronzed man nodded and grunted. “His English is not as good as mine, but he is not as stupid as he seems.” Fannar said this jokingly as Rumon shot him a look.

“My English is fine,” the dark-haired man snapped. “I just don’t have much need to use it.”

The men walked away from the mangled dinosaur and towards the river. Libby followed closely, intent on keeping the protection they provided. She realized that these warriors provided the potential to greatly improve her chances of survival in the Lost World, so long as they could work out some mutually advantageous relationship. Other ideas were circulating in her head as well. If she could learn to fight as well as they did, if she could fully master her physical power, she could use that against Latischa the next time she battled the whore.

The two men stripped off their loin cloths and immersed themselves in the water.

“Do you live near here?” Libby asked. She admired their nude bodies and paid special attention to the massive tools swinging between their legs. She licked her lips in anticipation and smiled as she felt her tits swell with blood and heat. Her pussy felt deliciously damp and hot.

The blood and sweat covering the jungle men flowed away in the river, leaving their powerful, naked bodies gleaming in the morning sun.

“Yes,” Rumon replied. “We live just a short distance from here, in a cave that we have made our home. But we travel the jungle widely. We are the protectors of the jungle and we go where we are needed.”

“We heard your shouts,” Fannar continued, “but we were looking for this very beast. It attacked and killed a number of people from a nearby tribe over the past few weeks. It developed a taste for human flesh.”

Libby nodded. The men returned to the river bank and stood before her. Their eyes roamed over Libby’s fantastic body. The blonde woman smiled as she felt the mutual heat and desire growing between all of them.

“I want to thank both of you for saving my life,” Libby purred, a knowing smile on her gorgeous face. “I have an idea of how I could do that.”

“We have an idea, too,” Fannar smiled. “My friend and I are in disagreement as to which of us has the bigger cock. I say I clearly do. He is unwilling to admit the truth. We need a fair judge to make the decision.”

Libby smiled even wider. “I’d be happy to be the judge of that.”

The men stood before her, their hands on their broad hips, and proudly displayed their flaccid dicks. She could see that both massive members were beginning to put on a bit of size as the sexual tension built between the men and the woman.

Libby studied each prick closely, noting their girth and length. They were certainly longer and thicker than any cocks she had seen before. She got down on her knees before the two men.

“I really don’t see any clear difference. They both look the same length to me.” She reached out and took each shaft in each of her hands. Her fingers could not reach around on either member. She smiled as she felt both rapidly swelling at her touch.

“Why don’t we see how they compare when they are both fully aroused?” Libby smiled up into the men’s eyes. Fannar and Rumon grinned back, both men’s cocks rapidly growing even thicker, longer, stiffer. They went from flaccid to rock-hard in moments, their dicks standing up so hard and straight that Libby had to lean back to keep from being slapped in the face by the advancing pricks.

Libby ran her hands up and down the cocks, rubbing and caressing, using friction to help heat the sensitive skin. She kissed each shaft on its head, then began licking and teasing with her tongue, her head bobbing from prick to prick. She paused to eject copious amounts of spit on each member then used her hands to spread the saliva up and down the shafts, lubricating them and making them even hotter and slicker.

Rumon and Fannar were groaning and gasping, standing with their hands on their hips, moaning as the blonde devoured them. Libby dipped her golden head under the men’s shafts and fondled, stroked, then gently sucked each of their balls in their sacks. The men shuddered in ecstasy. She returned her attention to the heads of the shafts. She took the head of each prick into her mouth in turn, sucking hard. However, as Latischa had discovered with Rumon already, the men’s pricks were just too thick to fit into her mouth. She felt both of them growing even as she worked and she feared she would choke on one if she tried to deep throat them. She was disappointed. The art of a good blow job required that the man feel his shaft surrounded and by the heat, wetness and grip of a woman’s throat.

“Oh well,” Libby thought to herself, “I guess I’ll just have to make up for it when I take them both up my cunt.”

Libby licked and teased the length of both men’s pricks, her extraordinary sexual skills coming fully into play. She slathered the shafts with spit. However, working two massive cocks at the same time was proving a challenge even for her. She was running out of spit. Fortunately, she was getting more and more excited at the prospect of being penetrated to the very core of her being by each of these monster cocks. Her cunt was dripping juice onto the jungle floor, making the inside of her sleek thighs wet.

Libby leaned back from the men’s enormous dicks and looked at them both critically. “Hm. Well, I still don’t see any difference,” she declared with false seriousness. “I think the only thing we can do is see how well they work when they’re put to the test. Who wants to shove his prick up my cunt first?”

Fannar and Rumon looked at each other and smiled. “We have done this before,” Fannar replied. “We used to have a woman friend who lived with us and she would take both of us at the same time. If you’re willing to try, that’s the best way to go.”

Libby’s head spun. She understood immediately what the man was suggesting. She looked at the massive pricks facing her and hesitated. Each seemed to be as thick as a tree trunk. As it was, she was not sure she would be able to fully take one of those enormous pricks all the way up her vaginal canal. To take another one in her ass at the same time seemed nearly suicidal. But, according to these men, another woman had achieved the task with regularity. Libby felt her competitive juices flowing along with her erotic juices. The full sensual power of the jungle was working on her. Her libido was hotter than ever.

“How big was your friend?” Libby asked, wondering if this miraculous woman was a giant.

“She was the same size as you,” Rumon offered. “Her body was as beautiful as yours and she was a fuck machine.” His eyes glinted with excitement and fond memories. Libby decided she could not lose out to a memory.

“Alright, baby, get down on your back,” she said to Rumon. She turned to Fannar. “You can come up my ass once your friend is balls-deep.” Fannar nodded with excitement. He stroked his cock in anticipation.

Rumon lay on his back on the grass, his massive shaft rising like a pillar. Libby placed her feet on either side of the man’s hips and squatted over his jutting prick. Her body was throbbing with heat. She had not been this sexually excited by the prospect of being penetrated by a man in the entire time she had been in the Lost World – and maybe ever in her life. Her thick lipped, bare twat hovered over Rumon’s cock head, near enough that he could feel the enticing heat radiating off the voluptuous woman’s genitals. Drops of cunt juice dripped down onto his cock, lubricating the head. Libby smiled down at Rumon and gripped his shaft. She lowered herself a bit more and pressed her fat, slick pussy lips onto the massive knob. Then she squeezed her cunt and a gush of pussy juice flowed out over Rumon’s monstrous manhood, lubricating his shaft almost halfway down to its root.

Libby smiled. “Here we go, baby.” She reached down and gripped Rumon’s powerful chest, bracing her body as she pushed down with her hips onto his shaft. Rumon reached up and grabbed her muscled hips, pulling her down. Libby gasped as the massive round head pressed firmly into her yielding cunt. Her pussy lips opened and expanded, stretching to mold around the tip of the meaty shaft. Libby moaned in exquisite pleasure as her fuck hole stretched wide enough to completely fit the prick’s head. She pushed down and cried out in joy as the thickest part of the cock penetrated her twat and thrust the first few inches into her juiced up fuckhole. Libby slid Rumon’s meat spear deeper and deeper into her hot, soaking vaginal canal. She was practically gushing with lubrication, her incredible body somehow sensing the need and providing the juices necessary to ease the man’s enormous prick into its meaty, succulent sheath.

“Oh my God,” Libby gasped, her face breaking into a rapturous smile. She threw back her head and moaned in ecstasy as she impaled herself deeper and deeper on the massive shaft. It filled her to the brim and, as her cunt expanded, stretched to its limits as she drew the cock further into her body, the delicious pain added even more to the overwhelming pleasure. She had never been penetrated by something so big and so far in her life and the erotic sensations were overpowering. Her engorged clit slid down the man’s shaft as her cunt devoured his cock, grating and burning with pleasure every inch of the way.

Two thirds of the way down, Libby got stuck, just as Latischa had when the other woman had first been penetrated by the jungle man. Rumon’s prick was as deep inside of Libby as her cunt seemed able to handle. She refused to be stopped; she was determined to have Rumon balls-deep inside of her. Grunting, she grabbed Rumon’s shoulders, braced herself, and pushed her hips harder. Inch by inch, she fully impaled herself on his monstrous prick, driving him all the way in. She gasped and cried out as she felt the shaft spread and penetrate her right into the core of her womanhood. Rumon’s pubic bush tickled the slick, bare lips of Libby’s cunt, then crunched as her vagina finally closed the distance to Rumon’s groin. His entire massive shaft was now inserted all the way in. Libby’s cunt rested on his balls.

Libby was sweating profusely, grunting with the strain, as the final penetration filled her to the brim. She shook with pleasure and moaned desperately, a powerful orgasm already pounding at her throbbing clit. Rumon filled his hands with as much of her massive tits as he could and squeezed and kneaded the dense, hot flesh, flicking her rock-hard nipples. Libby threw back her head and cried out in sexual joy. She ran her hands through her thick hair then, placing her hands on Rumon’s chest, began working his shaft with her deep vaginal muscles, massaging, squeezing and rippling the sensitive, rock-hard cock.

Rumon moaned and writhed beneath Libby, his hips jerking. Libby lifted herself up on his cock, pulling out about a third of the way, before driving her body back onto the man, spearing herself on his shaft again. Libby rolled her hips, working Rumon’s throbbing prick with her deep internal vaginal muscles, grinding and grinding, as he squeezed and kneaded her taut titflesh. The rutting pair cried out in shared pleasure, gasping and grunting as they fucked hard.

Fannar let the pair get into the rhythm of a good, hard fuck, before he decided to get involved. He came up behind Libby and sat on his jungle brother’s legs. Rumon had released Libby’s tits and gripped her flexing hips instead so he could guide her jerking thrusts. Fannar reached around Libby’s bucking body and grasped her bouncing tits, squeezing the pebbled nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

“I’m going to go up your ass, Libby,” Fannar murmured into Libby’s ear.

Libby turned her sweaty face to the powerful man at her back and smiled. She kissed and licked him, panting like a horse as she fucked Rumon with all her strength.

“Do it, baby,” the woman moaned. “Fuck my ass! Fuck me hard!” Libby was almost delirious with pleasure, struggling to hold in the orgasm trembling in her clit and slowly filling her undulating body with heat.

Fannar pushed Libby forward so that she was belly to belly with Rumon. Libby’s tits squashed onto the bronzed man’s chest and she drove her tongue into Rumon’s eager mouth, sharing spit and hot breath. Rumon grabbed her head, pushing her face and mouth more deeply into his.

Fannar ran his hands over the contours of Libby’s wide hips and smooth ass and shoved a thumb up her tight, puckered asshole, readying the juicy hole for his pulsing prick. His member was huge, every bit as big as Rumon’s massive shaft, and he was going to try to fit it into a much tighter bodily orifice. If Libby had not been crazed with pleasure and lust, she might have reconsidered her offer.

Fannar placed his thick dick up against Libby’s wet asshole and began to push powerfully but slowly, driving himself into the woman’s thrashing body. His massive shaft’s head spread the hole, his incredible strength an inexorable force powering his prick into the tight, hot opening. Underneath him, her body already wracked by pleasure, Libby grunted into Rumon’s mouth as she felt her ass spread and open, as Fannar’s monstrous meat spear stabbed into her lush body.

“God, oh FUCK!!” Libby screamed, breaking the kiss with Rumon. The agony was exquisite, a surge of intense sensation that somehow became amazingly pleasurable as her ass opened and Fannar’s meaty shaft sank deeper and deeper into her. Libby felt stuffed and spread beyond endurance, the two shafts filling her orifices too much to bear. Yet, somehow, her body wanted more, her libido was enflamed in a way she had not experienced before.

With a final thrust, Fannar sheathed his entire prick inside of Libby’s ass. The blonde woman groaned in a combination of agony and pure ecstasy as she felt the two shafts moving and thrusting into her deepest womanly core. She worked both dicks with her internal muscles, massaging Rumon’s cock with her rippling vaginal control, squeezing and teasing Fannar’s dick with contractions in her ass and colon.

The men moved inside of her, both of them feeling the ripples of the other man’s prick as they thrust and ground. Rumon sucked at Libby’s tits and nipples, which pressed into his face. Fannar pulled Libby’s head around and shoved his tongue into her mouth, a kiss she happily and lustily returned. Sweat poured from all three bodies as the women and two men fucked and fucked, the men riding Libby like a horse, Libby doing her utmost to milk the cocks inside of her as dry as she could.

Grunting, moaning, panting, their bodies thrusting and writhing in a sensuous rhythm, the fucking went on and on until, finally, the men could not take anymore. Their cocks throbbed and ached with heat, the tension in their groins was unbearable, they just could not hold out. Rumon went off first, crying out with a strangled moan as his prick erupted, releasing a gusher of cum deep inside Libby’s womb. The blonde woman squeezed his shaft hard, cutting off the ejaculation, sending a surge of electricity through his body. She squeezed and released several times, prolonging Rumon’s orgasm, leaving him gasping with pleasure when she finally let him go. Libby groaned in bliss as the man’s molten cum filled her insides.

Moments later, Fannar cried out and erupted in ejaculation, filling Libby’s ass with cum. She used the same technique on him, prolonging his cumming, until he gasped in exhausted pleasure.
When Rumon went off inside of her, Libby almost let herself go. The pleasure was intense and she hovered on the edge of a devastating orgasm. She held out just long enough to feel Fannar’s warm cum filling her ass, dripping down her inner thighs as the ejaculate overflowed. She finally had enough. Crying out, moaning deep in her throat, she let the incredible ecstasy of her orgasm wash over her in waves of growing pleasure.

“Oh, Fucking God, YEEESSSSSS!!” Libby shrieked as she came and came, her vaginal ejaculate bubbling over Rumon’s lower torso.

Libby collapsed onto Rumon’s chest, and Fannar collapsed onto her. For a time, the three lay together, their panting breath mixing, their hearts beating together, their limbs tangled up. Libby was the hot, cum-soaked meat in a messy, sweaty sex sandwich and she loved it.

After several minutes, Fannar pulled his massive prick out of Libby’s ass. A surge of ejaculate trickled out and slicked the woman’s inner thighs and splattered onto Rumon’s legs. Moaning, Libby lifted herself off of Rumon’s still-hard cock. She slid herself off of the enormous shaft and rolled onto her back, between the two spent men. The three lovers lay quietly together for a moment.

“I still can’t tell which of you is bigger,” Libby finally said, with a mischievous grin. She rolled towards Fannar and then, to his amazement, crawled on top of his body. She lowered her head and began to stroke and lick at his still-engorged member. “I think we should try this again, but with your positions reversed. It will give me more information to make my decision.”

Fannar’s prick surged back to full size and hardness. On the ground beside them, Rumon’s dick similarly swelled and hardened. Libby smiled as she stood over Fannar then slowly lowered her distended, red pussy down onto his throbbing cock. She slid all the way down his shaft, her inner vaginal walls once again expanding to accommodate a shaft the equal of the one it had just devoured, her cunt lubricated by the copious amounts of cum Rumon had ejaculated into her. As her cunt swallowed Fannar’s prick, Libby moaned deep in her throat and closed her eyes in bliss. The huge dick felt every bit as delicious as Rumon’s cock. She felt Rumon mounting her from behind and his rough hands reaching around her body to grip and knead her heavy tits. His massive cock poked at her cum-dripping asshole. With a grunt, he thrust powerfully and penetrated her ass, then shoved hard, driving all the way into her core.

Libby moaned in bliss, then smiled even wider. After a horrible week, her luck was finally beginning to turn.

To be continued: