Jungle Queens vs. Cavewomen -by JB57

[JB57]

Dear Board,

Here is the start of a new story. This is more of a teaser than anything else. I have not written much more than this, but I hope to finish the rest of the story over the next month. I hope this teaser inspires me a bit.

Anyway, this is the start of the long-promised "Jungle Queens vs. Cavewomen." It features the return of Inge and Conchita (Yay!) but also the long, long-awaited return of Tana and Rakara! Or, at least, it will! I'm excited about this!

Enjoy!

JB57

Jungle Queens vs. Cavewomen – Part I

Conchita Cortez watched Inge’s round, perfect ass flex and her hips sway as the blonde beauty led the Spanish countess through the ancient ruins of the lost city of Ura. Inge was nearly naked. The only scrap of clothing visible from behind was the whaletail of her bikini thong and a thin string that looped around her back, under her shoulder blades, to help hold her tiny bikini top in place. Even that only bobbed into view between bounces of Inge’s long, swaying golden hair. Otherwise, the blonde jungle queen presented an uninterrupted expanse of bronzed, gleaming flesh and Conchita felt more and more horny the longer she watched. Conchita was equally as skimpily dressed. Her panther-fur bikini was a black mirror of Inge’s outfit and barely covered her lush, mocha-colored body.

Conchita tried to push Inge’s succulent ass out of her mind and focus on where they were and why they were here. The women were padding, barefoot, down an obsidian avenue of the great, ruined city of Ura. The city was thousands of years old and named in celebration of the goddess that Inge worshipped and who, indirectly, was also Conchita’s mistress. Though Conchita was not a religious woman at all (quite the opposite) she could not deny that she had felt the power of this supernatural being during her time in the Amazon. Usually, her encounters with Ura happened when she was at the peak of ecstasy, locked cunt to cunt and clit to clit with Inge. In those occasional moments of extreme pleasure, she sometimes felt the presence of the divine being.

Inge had come to Conchita with a proposal just a few weeks before. She revealed that she had found these ruins a few years before and had discovered technology still operating that could prove dangerous. The blonde believed that the resources of Conchita’s company might be necessary to keep the discovery safe. Implicitly, Conchita understood that Inge was also offering to share some of the technology with the dark-haired jungle queen, or so she believed.

It was dark out, but the full moon was shining brilliantly in the sky. The night had fallen on the jungle like a curtain. The two jungle goddesses had traveled for the entire day, using their incredible bodies to swing through the ancient, massive trees in this part of the jungle. They had arrived at the ancient ruins just as the sun had set. Inge had timed it that way. She wanted Conchita to see the full extent of the portal technology that she had discovered months before. Inge had been transported through the portal to the continent of Africa, where she had encountered her African counterpart, the beautiful and voluptuous Sheena. The two blonde jungle queens had fought for supremacy, fucking each other senseless, engaging in one of the most powerful and erotic battles either woman had every fought. In the end, Inge had managed -just barely- to overpower her golden rival. She longed for another encounter with Sheena, but that would have to wait for another day. Right now, she wanted her partner and enemy, Conchita, to know where the portal was and what it could do.

During her previous visit, the lights that had attracted Inge to the center of the city did not start flashing until deeper into the night. Inge wanted to see the portal machine before it became active, however, so she led Conchita into the city almost as soon as they arrived.

The voluptuous jungle queens ventured deeper into the ancient city. The ruins were overgrown and crumbling, long ago claimed by the relentless jungle. The sense of something powerful lurked just below the surface, on the edge of perception. As they got closer and closer to the temple that Inge was leading her towards, Conchita’s libido became hotter and hungrier. Vaguely, she had the sense that some external force was pushing her in this direction, playing with her sexual desires. Inge glanced back at Conchita and the women’s eyes met and locked. Conchita could see in that moment that the same feelings were boiling inside of her blonde rival.

Inge turned away and continued to lead her Spanish counterpart up the moonlit avenue. They approached a massive stone temple, about a hundred meters tall, that occupied the center of the city. The light of the moon struck the sides of the structure and something within the marbled rock seemed to glow even brighter. A hundred meters away from the stone temple, Inge paused and placed her hands on her womanly hips. She stared up at the temple. She did not remember it glowing this way on her previous visit, but she had discovered the temple at that time because a powerful blue light was emanating from it, lighting up the sky. The blue flashes probably obscured the ethereal impression the temple now gave.

Conchita came up right behind Inge and paused. She stared up at the temple, impressed with its glow and its architectural design. However, her mind was distracted by other things. Surreptitiously, she undid the leather strap holding her knife to her thigh and let it drop to the ground.

Conchita pressed her tits into Inge’s naked back. Her right hand undid Inge’s strap binding her knife on her muscular thigh and tossed the scabbarded knife aside. The same hand then slid down to cup and caress the blonde’s bare ass cheek, then slid further down the taut muscle. Conchita shoved her hand between Inge’s legs and gripped the jungle queen’s hot, tight cunt from below, through the woman’s leopard skin thong. Conchita’s left hand snaked around to the front of Inge’s body, to the blonde’s bulging chest. The Spanish woman slipped her hand inside of Inge’s right bra cup and gripped the blonde’s massive right tit. She squeezed the thick, hot titmeat brutally before twisting the suddenly-erect nipple between her thumb and forefinger. At the same time, Conchita lowered her head to Inge’s sculpted shoulder and bit her gently, using her tongue to lick at the bronzed flesh.

“Oh god, you fuck!” Inge gasped. Despite her own arousal, she was unprepared for the sudden sexual attack. Conchita pushed aside Inge’s tiny thong and slipped two fingers into the blonde’s drenched cunt. Inge grunted as she was penetrated, then gasped wildly as Conchita’s invading fingers glided along her swelling clit. “Oh fuck!” Inge moaned as her legs gave out, suddenly weak. She fell to her knees, the sudden shock of pleasure too great. Conchita remained glued to her back, riding the blonde down, pushing Inge flat onto her stomach on the mossy rock flagstones. The blonde’s heavy tits mashed into the cool rock.

Conchita pushed herself up and rolled Inge over onto her back. The blonde glared up at the black-haired beauty. The women panted furiously, their eyes locked, the raw erotic power driving them crazy with need. Conchita reached down, undid the knot of Inge’s thong at the blonde’s hip, then stripped away the meager cloth and threw it aside. Inge instantly did the same to Conchita, leaving both women naked from their barely-covered tits down. The blonde reached up and filled her hands with Conchita’s massive tits and squeezed hard. As Conchita moaned in pleasure, Inge untied the knot holding Conchita’s straining bikini bra in place and tossed it aside. The naked Spanish woman quickly returned the favor to her blonde rival and hurled the leopard-skin bikini top away.

Inge’s cunt was boiling with heat and taut with tension. Her clit throbbed and pulsed, every heartbeat sending waves of desire rolling through her voluptuous body. She was incredibly horny. She wanted nothing more than to feel Conchita’s cunt on her own, to feel the woman’s clit grinding and fencing with her own sex nub, to feel their tits mashed and rolling, meat straining at meat, sun-hot nipples stabbing and melding. Inge glared up into Conchita’s beautiful, cruel face and thrilled to see the pure ravenous hunger glowing in the Spanish woman’s eyes. Inge spread her legs wide and tilted her pelvis up, offering her succulent quim to her enemy. She gripped Conchita’s powerful, round ass and sank her strong fingers and deep into the thick meat as she could.

Completely nude, Inge and Conchita paused to savor the moment. In an instant, their bodies would be joined and they would begin filling each other with pure sensual joy, with sexual pleasure so intense it would leave them drained and devastated, even as it fed their infinite hunger for more. They were about to embark on a journey of mutual ecstasy that they both craved in the deepest pits of their souls, in the very cores of their womanhood.

“You fucking cunt,” Inge whispered. “I’m going to drain every drop out of that dirty twat.”

“I’m going to ride you like a horse, you blonde fuck,” Conchita murmured. “I’m going to have you screaming under me like the dirty slut you are.”

“Prove it, cuntlicker.”

“Gladly, fuckbitch.”

Conchita jerked her powerful hips and slammed her throbbing fuckmeat deep and hard into Inge’s waiting fuckhole. Inge pulled hard on the brunette’s ass, pulling her in even more. The women screamed in concert, shrieks of pure bliss, as their cunts mated and fused together once more. Inge pulled Conchita down on top of her. Their powerful limbs twined, golden bronze flesh wrapping around chocolate brown skin and vice versa. Their heavy, equally large tits crushed and mashed. They rolled their tits, massaging and stimulating each other, until their swollen nipples found each other and locked and sealed. Their muscled bellies slapped tight and rippled against each other, muscle playing with muscle, hot navels sucking.

Conchita’s hips rolled in a steady, pounding rhythm. Inge moved with her, working her hips and ass in tandem with her rival, keeping their pulsating clits glued together. Nose to nose, forehead to forehead, the gorgeous jungle queens fucked relentlessly, their hot breath mixing, their whimpers and moans of purest ecstasy growing more intense and desperate as they rode each other hard. Both women were lost in the luscious sensations, both wanting to do nothing more than keep the delicious fuck going. They shuddered and trembled as waves of exquisite pleasure pulsed and throbbed through their writhing bodies, filling them to brim with erotic power.

For more than an hour, the two beautiful women fucked in the moonlight, their bodies gleaming with sweat, their animal moans of pleasure echoing through the abandoned ruins. They wriggled sinuously, their bodies entwined like two mating snakes, feeding each other more and more ecstasy. They kissed passionately, their mouths locked, their tongues twisting, mirroring the battle between their ravenous cunts and their engorged clits. The pleasure built and built inside until, finally, they could not take anymore.

Conchita broke their hungry kiss and threw back her head to scream in joyous rapture as her cunt contracted hard, squeezing and squeezing Inge’s succulent twat. Inge’s genitals squeezed back just as hard as she threw back her head too and shrieked in orgasmic pleasure. The women’s howls of completion and climax harmonized. They ejaculated into and onto each other with incredible force, squirting and soaking the intersection of their lush bodies, cumming again and again and again as they released the unbelievable sexual tension on each other. Their powerful bodies bucked and heaved as their straining muscles held each other in check as they shuddered and heaved through one orgasm after another. Their moans and screams peaked, then gradually declined into shuddering gasps.

After several minutes, the jungle queens finally exhausted each other, at least for the moment. They lay still on the ancient roadway, their harsh panting punctuating the jungle heat. After a while longer, Conchita slowly rolled off of Inge. The women grunted as their knotted, tangled cunt bushes ripped apart, pulling free with a spray of spent cum. They lay side by side, their perfect nude bodies glistening in the moonlight, the luminous rays reflecting off strands of nipple cum that connected their nipples and tendrils of thick ejaculate that linked their hairy, swollen pussies. The women panted hard, their massive tits jiggling deliciously.

Conchita turned her head to Inge. Inge sensed the other woman’s movement and turned her head to glare back.

“Are you ready for another round, you fuck?” Conchita grunted. Her body was still coming down from its incredible orgasmic high, but just saying the words sent her sexual motor into overdrive. She felt her lust, her sexual stamina begin to build anew.

“I’m ready whenever you are, cuntwhore,” Inge replied, her blue eyes flashing.

“Good,” Conchita growled. She sat up, turned to face Inge, and spread her juicy thighs wide. Inge stared into the incredibly beautiful, indescribably desirable genitals pointed at her. Part of her wanted to throw herself face-first into that hot, furry jungle, and eat the bitch’s cunt alive, drinking back the juices, driving her tongue into the deep cleft, sucking the delicious clit until Conchita exploded in her face over and over and over. Instead, she sat up, sat back, and spread her thighs in reply, eagerly accepting the challenge. She knew that she and Conchita would probably spend the rest of the night and well into the following day fucking each other senseless. She knew that this was not what they were here to do, but nothing else mattered in that moment.

The jungle queens leaned back on their hands, aimed their aching pudenda directly at each other, and prepared to ram themselves together. At that instant, the night sky suddenly lit up with a brilliant, pulsating flash of blue lightning.

The women gasped and stood up, their sexual battle momentarily forgotten. Standing side by side, their lush bodies dripping with sweat and cum, Inge and Conchita watched, mesmerized, as flash after flash of blue light lanced up from the temple and into the night sky. The light shot up at regular intervals. It was not random at all. Inge was sure the display must be visible for many kilometers in all directions.

“Incredible,” Conchita breathed. The explosion of light was silent but, somehow, the silence was more impressive in its own way than cacophonous explosions. The light was a force unto itself, but Conchita sensed something more behind it, some kind of presence or energy. This light was not just some kind of technological pyrotechnic display. It was drawing on some other kind of power.

“Yes,” Inge agreed. “Let’s go see where this is coming from.”

The naked women immediately retrieved their discarded bikinis and tied them back onto their sweaty, cum-splattered bodies. Their retrieved their knives and strapped them back on their muscular thighs. With Inge leading, they made their way into the massive stone temple.

The darkness in the temple was punctuated with the flashes of blue. It was coming from an open door at the end of a long, dark corridor. They walked carefully. There were places where the floor had collapsed, opening onto yawning chasms that led into the depths of the ancient structure. When they entered the massive chamber at the end of the corridor, Conchita saw where the ceiling had given way, letting in the night sky, and allowing the flashes of light to escape.

The jungle queens made their way deeper into the chamber and approached the source of the light. It was a solid stone slab, on top of which sat a series of interlocking arches. A glowing blue ball hung suspended inside the intersection of the arches. At regular intervals, it flared up and sent a beam of light shooting to the ceiling.

As they got closer to the glowing ball, the contours of the space contained within the arches became clearer. The light gave off no heat, but it seemed to sharpen in focus as the two women approached. About two meters away, Conchita could see that the glow contained an image, a clear picture of a vast and lush jungle. She could tell it was not their jungle. There were plants there that she had never seen before and something about the quality of the light in the picture seemed unusual. As Conchita stared into the light, Inge picked up a rock from the floor and threw it into the light. Conchita gasped as she watched the stone shoot into the picture, hit some branches and leaves, then disappear into the foliage.

Conchita turned to look at Inge, an astonished look on her gorgeous face. Inge had told her only the smallest amount about what she wanted to show the Spanish countess. Now, Conchita finally understood.

“These are doors onto other places!” the Spanish countess exclaimed.

The blonde jungle queen grinned. “And maybe other times, too. I don’t know how far this goes, but I think this is something that needs to be explored but also protected.” Inge turned away and walked to the side of the slab. “Come here,” she said.

Conchita joined her fellow jungle queen who kneeled at the foot of the stone and pulled on something in the base. A hidden drawer sudden sprang open, extending out of what had seemed a solid stone slab.

Inside the drawer were six metallic emblems. All were round and about two centimeters in diameter (less than an inch). They were inscribed with identical symbols. As Conchita watched, Inge reached down and pulled two of the metal ornaments from the drawer. She then pushed the drawer closed.

“I came back here a little while ago and did a careful search of this chamber. I eventually found this drawer. When I found it, I had a strong sense I should not touch anything here and that I needed to come back here with someone else. With someone like you.”

She paused. The women’s eyes locked. Inge did not explain but she did not need to do so. Conchita realized that Inge was suggesting she had been in contact with the goddess Ura. Conchita could believe this because she had felt a presence and power guiding her actions and affecting her mind for some time. This building was a temple to Ura and the presence of the goddess was palpable.

Inge held out one of the emblems to Conchita. The black-haired woman took it and discovered that the emblem was attached to a short necklace. As she made this discovery, Inge was in the process of fastening the necklace around her neck. The metal disk dropped to hang into the blonde’s seductive cleavage. Conchita put on her necklace and felt a tremor of energy as the cool metal settled against her skin.

Inge and Conchita stared at each other. Both had felt the electric charge on contact, but both suddenly realized that they had a strong sense of how to control and manipulate the portal. It was clear that the knowledge was stored in the medallions and the medallions gave them access to whatever controlled the portal. Both women were also struck by the sense of what they were expected to do: enter the portal and fulfill some mission on the other side, a mission given to them by the goddess.

Inge and Conchita exchanged surprised looks. The appearance of this deep knowledge in their minds was startling. They did not know what they had to do on the other side of the portal, just that it was important. At the same moment, a new wave of sexual desire washed over the nearly naked jungle women.

Conchita’s pussy began to burn, her nipples hardened into spikes. At some deep place in her mind, she rebelled against being so easily controlled. However, she did not fight it too hard. She was a woman who lived for sexual pleasure and these feelings promised that and more.

Inge was insanely aroused too. She looked at Conchita lustfully. She stepped forward and placed her hands on Conchita’s bare shoulders. She pulled the chocolate-colored beauty into her. Bronze and mocha bodies clapped together. The women shoved a thigh into the other’s hot cunt, they wrapped arms around each other and squeezed tight. Their hungry mouths snapped together with magnetic lust. They moaned deep in their throats as they slowly undulated against each other, rubbing their nearly nude bodies, flesh to flesh, slick heat and sweat to heat and sweat. The smell of hot cum and sweat flared in their nostrils. They were still drenched in sweat and ejaculate from their earlier ecstatic fuckfight. They took turns sucking each other’s tongues, both immensely enjoying this carnal contact.

As the fever built inside of them, the two jungle queens received the sense that they needed to separate, that their mutual arousal had filled some necessary part of the process needed to activate the portal, but now it was time to go.

Reluctantly, Inge and Conchita pulled apart, until they were only holding hands.

The voluptuous women stood before the glowing blue portal, staring into the vision of the lush jungle beyond. Their perfect bodies were intensely sexually aroused, but they needed to hold back.

“Are you ready?” Inge asked her partner and rival.

“Fuck, yes,” Conchita murmured. “Let’s see what this bitch of a goddess wants.”

Smiling, holding hands tightly, the beautiful jungle queens stepped into the blue glow together.

To be continued:

[YuriLesboLover]

I absolutely love these two. They are so hot for each other, I can’t get enough of them. I haven’t read your jungle series in a while and maybe I should reread it again soon.

[Miahb1]

OMG.....I want more...

[Elza]

So sexy, JB. I love these two and their saga.

So excited for the epic fourway that lies at the end of this road....

[kamafight]

JB57, I love how you make every moment pregnant with sex. Great work.

[JB57]

Jungle Queens vs. Cavewomen, Part II:

Inge and Conchita passed through the portal into the midst of a stiflingly hot and humid jungle day. Wherever they were, more than the time of day was different from where they had left. The air felt thicker, the glint of the sun was subtly different. They immediately realized that the vegetation around them was more diverse than what they were used to seeing. Inge wondered if they had emerged in some other part of Africa, maybe somewhere near Sheena. She smiled cruelly. Nothing would give her more pleasure than the chance to fuck Sheena into the ground, more decisively this time. Maybe Conchita could help her do it. They could team up against Sheena the way they had Martina. Immediately, another thought leaped into Inge’s head: what if Conchita teamed up with Sheena against her? It was entirely possible, given the dark-haired bitch’s inclinations.

Inge pushed these thoughts out of her head. Wherever they were, the temperature and humidity were not so different from their home. She was sure they would be able to deal with it.

The jungle women stood side by side, staring out at the dense forest spread before them. They were on a small hill, so they could see a short distance into the lush green. They exchanged a look.

“Well, where do we go from here?” Conchita asked.

Inge sighed, then sat, cross-legged, on the ground. Conchita joined her, wondering what the other woman was doing. Inge removed her necklace, clasped her hand around the medallion and closed her eyes. She concentrated on the medallion. So far, she and Conchita had been led through their actions by the power of the goddess. She was sure that the goddess would give them more direction. They just needed to be patient.

Conchita realized Inge’s plan. She palmed her medallion, closed her eyes, and concentrated on clearing her mind and focusing on the emblem in her hand.

For a few minutes, the barely bikinied women sat quietly, waiting for direction from the goddess Ura. The women felt powerfully sexually aroused. The hangover from the sexual energies that had charged them before they crossed over remained. Under any other circumstances, they would already have stripped each other naked and begun fucking like rabbits. Something in the back of both women’s minds, however, conveyed the strong feeling that they should wait.

A sudden sense that they should get up and head in a Westerly direction came to Inge and Conchita at the same moment. They exchanged a look, then got to their bare feet, oriented themselves, and headed through the jungle to the West. They moved quickly but quietly through the thick foliage. They considered taking to the trees but decided to stay on the ground. The vines hanging from most of the surrounding forest looked unfamiliar and they were not prepared to risk falling if the vines turned out to be more fragile than they appeared. As they walked on the forest floor, Conchita and Inge noticed that something felt different about the consistency of the forest loam they were treading upon. Inge decided it must be due to the different plants.

The women spotted the paw print at the same time. It was a deep indentation made into the soft loam and it looked fresh. Inge and Conchita crouched down to examine the unfamiliar track.

“It’s some kind of large cat,” Inge said. “But it is not quite a tiger.” She was puzzled by this and wondered if they were now in India.

“It’s a Smilodon,” Conchita replied.

The blonde looked at her, surprised. “A what?”

“A saber-toothed tiger,” Conchita shrugged. “I saw a print in a museum exhibit. I memorized it just because it was so interesting.”

Inge nodded and considered the new information. Had they been transported into the hidden, prehistoric jungle that was adjacent to their own domain? Something felt off about that theory; somehow wherever they were did not “feel” like it was that place. As this thought crossed her mind, her medallion began to vibrate, almost sing, with a high-pitched tone. Conchita’s medallion did the same. The beautiful women started as new information popped into their heads. They suddenly knew that they were about 10,000 years in the past, in the era of cavepeople. They were in a valley that was occupied by two competing human tribes. The information ceased, but the women were left shaken.

“So the portals can travel across time as well as space,” Inge murmured, confirming her theory. She wondered what was so important that the goddess had sent her and Conchita into the past.

Conchita examined the medallion hanging from her neck. “I think I know how to use this to control the portals, how to make them move us through time and distance. Do you have the same feeling?”

“Yes,” Inge nodded. “The goddess is slowly feeding us this information.”

The women looked around, aware that they were in a jungle populated by predators and creatures from another time. They smiled at each other, a sense of excitement beginning to build.

“This is getting more and more interesting all the time,” Conchita smiled.

After walking for almost an hour, the women stopped by a clear pond to bathe. “We both stink of sex and cum,” Inge had said. “That can attract animals.”

The jungle queens stripped and immersed themselves in the cool water. Once again, their eyes moved lustfully over the other woman’s naked curves and they felt the intense heat in their loins that demanded satisfaction.

They washed themselves off and then stretched out on a large, flat rock beside the pool to let the blazing sun dry them off. Conchita and Inge lay side by side, naked, their perfect tits shining in the sun, their furry pussies turned to the sky, their eyes closed. Conchita felt herself slowly drifting off, becoming drowsy in the humid warmth.

Conchita was not surprised when, after a minute or so, Inge rolled on top of her. The women moaned in shared pleasure as their nude bodies aligned perfectly, as their heavy tits mated, nipple searing to nipple. Almost languidly, Conchita spread her legs and slid her hands down and around Inge’s hips to grip the blonde Amazon’s powerful bronzed ass tightly.

“I’m going to take you for a ride, fucker,” Inge breathed at her forever rival.

“Just try, cuntlicker,” Conchita whispered back. “I’m going to have you cumming inside of me before I’m done with you.”

The women’s mouths locked, their tongues twined. Spit flowed between them like water. Inge’s burning quim slid deliciously onto Conchita’s welcoming fuckslit. Their turgid pussy lips caressed and stroked, feeding the intense sensations. Inge’s round ass rippled as she pumped, slow but hard, grinding her clit deep into Conchita’s hot, welcoming cunt. Conchita moved with her. Clit moved on clit and the women shivered and moaned with delicious delight.

Conchita broke the kiss for just a moment.

“You bitch,” she whispered.

“Shut up and move those hips, you slut,” Inge murmured in reply.

The fuck was long and slow and exquisitely pleasurable. Soon, their writhing, grinding bodies were shining with sweat. The jungle air around them filled with their deep erotic moans and gasps. For more than an hour, the jungle queens fucked each other up the pleasure scale, letting the sensuous sensations build and build and build until, finally, the struggling women exploded in shared orgasm. Conchita erupted maybe a moment before Inge, but the difference was too small to measure. The ecstatic women held each other tight and ground multiple orgasms out of each other, enjoying every second of pure pleasure, until their climaxes finally abated.

Inge rolled off of Conchita and stretched contentedly. Her libido was still high and she was far from satisfied, but she reveled in the pleasure of the aftermath, her body vibrating from the deep ecstasy she had just experienced. She scooped up a string of cum linking her dripping cunt to Conchita’s red, hot pussy and sucked the ejaculate from her finger. “Mm, you taste good, slut. I’m going to enjoy eating you later.”

Conchita rolled onto her side beside Inge. She reached for the blonde’s massive, perfect tit and squeezed the thick meat spitefully. She was about to say something when the expression on her face changed from one of blissful desire to a furrowed brow. Inge saw this.

“What’s wrong?” the blonde asked.

Conchita held up her hand. “Listen,” she murmured.

Inge pushed herself up on her elbows and listened. She immediately heard the sound. Coming on the wind from the West were the sounds of women – two women – crying out and screaming. Inge and Conchita locked eyes. They were both very familiar with those sounds. Somewhere nearby, two women were fuckfighting.

The blonde and brunette dipped back into the pool to wash clean. Still wet, they pulled on their tiny bikinis, strapped on their knives, and went in search of the source of the sounds. It was amazing they had heard the noises at all over all the other sounds of the forest. The wind must have changed and carried the erotic cries at just the right moment, Inge thought, but she also wondered if the goddess had played a role.

Conchita and Inge only had to travel another two hundred meters through thick bush before the sounds became clear and easy to track. The grunts, moans, screams of rage and pleasure were identical to those the jungle queens had so frequently issued themselves. They came to the edge of a clearing and crouched down, side by side, to watch a spectacle play out with which they were intimately familiar.

Two women writhed on the ground. Their powerful bodies were tanned golden hues and were indistinguishable as their limbs twined and their bodies thrashed in an undulating rhythm. They were wrapped tightly together. Their wild hair, red and blonde, was tangled into a bush that completely obscured the women’s faces. The tenor of their grunts and moans indicated they were locked in a vicious kiss. Their incredible bodies rippled with effort, every muscle locked and straining. The women were gripped hand to hand, fingers intertwined, and pushed over their heads. Inge and Conchita could see the thick, meaty pads formed by the women’s dense tits, which bulged in compression between their grinding bodies, still firm and taut despite the intense pressure. The redheaded woman was on top and her powerful ass was pumping mercilessly as she clitfucked the woman under her. The blonde was grinding back just as hard, but it seemed she was on the losing side of this particular battle.

As the jungle queens watched, the fuckfighting cavewomen broke their savage kiss. Their heads whipped to the side, pressed cheek to cheek. Their faces were beautiful but were contorted by expressions of intense rage and barely restrained ecstasy. They were both clearly on the verge of incredibly powerful orgasms and were struggling to see which of them could make the other cum first.

“You fuck, you filthy fuck…” the redhead moaned. “Cum, you cunt, cum for me now!”

“Cunt, cunt, filthy fucking cunt…” the blonde groaned in reply. “I’ll make you cum, I’ll make you cream, I fucking swear!”

Inge and Conchita watched from under the cover of the jungle brush. Inge felt her heart quickening, her pussy lubricating, her tits swelling and growing thicker. Her nipples grew into pulsing spikes. Her breath came faster as sexual excitement built. Her eyes roamed over the luscious bodies of the two glorious women before her, their writhing, rippling flesh so beautiful and perfect, their deliciously grinding tits, their thrusting hips, driving her crazy with desire. Inge knew that she wanted to be on the receiving end of those thrusts, she wanted to feel the cunts of both of these women locked and driving into her own. Beside her, she heard Conchita panting, she could sense the heat pouring off the brunette’s lush body. Her jungle-sensitive nose picked up the enticing scent of Conchita’s hot pussy.

In the clearing, the fuckfight was coming to its climax. The redhead’s thrusting hips picked up speed and force. The blonde bucked back ferociously. It was obvious to the eagerly watching jungle women that the two cavewomen were pounding their clits together as hard as they could, both trying to trigger a submissive orgasm from the other.

“You fucking, fucking bitch…” the blonde panted.

“Cum, you slut, you fuck, you bitch, cum!” the redhead demanded.

“FUCKING GODS!!” the blonde suddenly shrieked. She spread her legs wide, throwing them out on either side of the redhead’s rolling hips, grabbed the redhead’s pumping ass with both hands, and howled in bliss. Her body trembled as she climaxed, her back arching, her hips jerking, lifting the redhead off the ground as she shook in ecstasy. “Oh GODDDSSSSS!!”

“Yes, yes, YES!,” the redhead howled. She threw back her head, her gorgeous face became a rictus, and her voluptuous body went rigid as her orgasm roared out of her. “FUCK!!” she screamed.

The blonde closed her legs around the redhead’s lush hips and locked their bodies tight. The women heaved and writhed as they fucked orgasm after orgasm out of each other. Inge and Conchita could see the creamy ejaculate that coated the women’s juicy thighs. They could see the tight, bulging masses of the women’s compressed tits, slick and glistening with the nipple cum that they forced out of each other. The redhead forced her mouth back over the blonde’s and they swallowed the other’s moans and cries.

After some time, the struggling cavewomen went still. The clearing filled with their pants and gasps. The redhead finally rolled off of her blonde rival. Their lush bodies were soaked and connected by strings of ejaculate. Inge and Conchita could see the women’s inner thighs and bellies were coated with cum and their dense bushes were sopping wet and laced with woman-jizz. As the cavewomen rested on their backs, the jungle queens used the opportunity to thoroughly examine the gorgeous specimens before them. They were very impressed with what they saw. The primitive women were perfect in every way, incredible examples of unrestrained womanhood. Their tanned bodies were powerfully muscled yet absolutely feminine, overflowing with sexual power. Their massive tits heaved and jiggled with each panting breath. The meaty mounds dripped with nipple cum. Their swollen nipples jutted like spears and remained rigid.

The redhead pushed herself up and glared at her blonde rival.

“I made you cum all over me, you yellow-haired fuck,” she snarled. “I’m going to keep fucking your cunt off until it is a piece of rancid meat.” There was something guttural about the woman’s words and the watching jungle queens realized that they could understand the intent of the woman’s words, if not their exact meaning. Once more, the medallions and the power of the goddess was giving them the information they needed.

The blonde sat up to glare at her redheaded foe. “We just started, Rakara,” she growled. “You won that fuck but I swear to you, I will grind your cunt into nothing before we are done here. Your body and your pussy will surrender to mine, just like before. This time, I’m going to tie you up and leave you for the animals when I am done fucking your brains out.” Her eyes narrowed and blazed with heat. “I’m going to show you which of us is the real woman of this valley. You’re going to be my fuck slave before this is over.”

“Like hell, you cunt,” the redhead snapped. “The best cock and the best pussy in this valley should go to the best woman and that is me.”

“Let’s find out,” the blonde purred. “We don’t stop until one of us completely submits to the other. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” the redhead smiled. She sat back, spread her wet thighs, and offered her steaming cunt to her blonde rival. Her tits jiggled enthusiastically as she panted with excitement. The blonde eagerly mirrored the redhead and the women slid towards each other, intent on scissoring their thighs and mating their genitals. Their voluptuous bodies came together with a wet, thick slap of fuckmeat to fuckmeat. The women gasped, then began thrusting and bucking their hips, driving their sopping cunts into one. Their tits bounced with every thrust and the sounds of their vicious sex reverberated in the small space.

The blonde jungle queen and her brunette rival exchanged hot, hungry smiles.

“I wonder what it would be like to fuck those bitches,” Conchita murmured under her breath. Her dark eyes glinted with lust.

“I think we should find out,” Inge breathed back.

“We can say that we are travelers from another valley. It sounds like these two women are involved in some kind of territorial struggle. If we make them think we are invading their territory…”

“It should have interesting results,” Inge finished, nodding her head. Her blue gaze was fixed on the bucking, writhing women before them. “It’s certainly worth trying. If it doesn’t work, a straightforward challenge may be enough to get them to spread their legs for us.”

“I don’t think we’re going to have much trouble in that regard,” Conchita smiled. “They are so sexed up, they’re going to want to spread their legs the moment they see us.”

Inge leaned into Conchita. The jungle queens eagerly locked mouths, caressing tongues, sharing spit, giving each other the sensual kick they both wanted as they prepared to go out and seduce the battling bitches in the clearing.

Inge pulled back. “Let’s go fuck these cunts raw,” she whispered.

“I think that’s exactly why we’re supposed to be here,” Conchita whispered back.

Smiling, Inge and Conchita got to their full heights. They pushed aside the bushes blocking them and stepped into the clearing.

To be continued:

[JB57]

Jungle Queens vs. Cavewomen, Part III:

The fuckfighting women glared at each other, their eyes locked in rage even as their hips worked their twats into one frothing mass of fuck power. The struggling cavewomen saw Inge and Conchita the moment the voluptuous jungle queens stepped into the clearing. Instantly, they pulled apart, their cunts separating with a wet “pop”, and leaped to their feet.

The four women confronted each other across a space of about 3 meters. The two cavewomen panted, their amazingly firm, massive and perfect tits heaving deliciously with each breath. Their bodies were soaked, dripping with sweat and the fresh cum they had ejaculated all over each other. Their nipples dripped with cum and their inner thighs and thick thatches of pubic fur were streaked with white, creamy ejaculate. Their hair was wild and unkempt. The redhead’s eyes were a flashing blue; the blonde woman’s eyes were blazing green.

For a few moments, the four women contemplated each other. Inge and Conchita’s eyes roamed over the naked beauties before them, drinking in every inch of luscious flesh on display. Inge licked her lips, imagining herself licking and sucking up the cum and sweat now gleaming on the voluptuous bodies of the two goddesses before her. Her eyes fixed on the two women’s dripping pudenda and she barely suppressed a groan of pure lust.

Conchita’s eyes ate up the beautiful cavewomen as well. She felt her libido becoming stronger, hotter, building in a slow and inexorable way to an overwhelming wave of lust. Dimly, she realized that the external power that had led her and Inge to this point was feeding her growing desire, heating up her body for the sexual conflict to come. She suspected it was doing the same to the cavewomen.

“Who are you bitches?” the blonde cavewoman snapped. Her eyes flashed with anger, but Inge and Conchita could see the woman examining their incredible bodies in exciting detail and they could tell that her anger masked intense and growing desire. The blonde stood with her hands on her broad hips, her bulging chest thrust forward. Beside her, the redhead stood in an identical pose. The cavewomen may be bitter enemies but they were suddenly joined together in opposition to a common threat.

Inge and Conchita shared a glance. Conchita nodded to Inge.

“My name is Inge. This is Conchita. We are travelers from another valley, passing through. We are looking for mates and we were told that this valley is the home to many desirable males.” Given what they had heard, Inge assumed this explanation would drive the other two women crazy. She was correct.

“You fucking bitches!” the redhead exploded. “This is our valley, our territory! You can’t just wander in here, spread your fat legs, and steal the men!”

“You are only two women,” Conchita sneered. “How many men do you need? Or do you sluts open your legs for everyone in this valley?”

The blonde responded. “We have first claim to the men of our villages. We have no intention of letting wandering cunts just come in and take what is ours, and we don’t need to explain ourselves to you!”

As the conversation became more heated, the four women moved closer and closer. Now, they were a little less than two meters apart, their bare toes digging into the soft loam, their hands clenching and unclenching, getting ready for combat. All four women leaned forward slightly to shout at and curse each other. The musky erotic scent of four savage women mixed, creating a heady brew of sexual arousal.

“As far as we are concerned, this valley is fair game. You two sloppy bitches can’t tell us what we can and can’t do. Besides, I suspect the men of your villages may be ready for a higher quality of pussy!” Inge grinned as she said this, jerking her hips forward to punctuate her point.

“You sluts! You think your diseased twats can compare with what we have between our legs?” the redhead hissed. She jerked her hips forward, spread her legs slightly, and fully displayed her incredible, soaking wet cunt. The red lips of her pussy looked engorged with heat, her thumb-sized clit was already unfurled and growing thicker and hotter with every moment. “Take a good look, fuckers! This is more than you bitches can dream of having!”

“That weak-looking cunt couldn’t satisfy a real man,” Conchita taunted. “What we have is more than you whores can handle!”

“Then show us,” the blonde cavewoman purred, her eyes shining with desire.

Inge and Conchita shared a glance, then smiled at the woman smugly.

“Gladly, you little fuck,” Inge hissed.

Inge and Conchita arched their backs, thrusting out their massive tits, and reached behind their backs to untie their bikini tops. The straining triangles of fabric containing their bulging orbs fell loose and the jungle queens’ incredible tits bounced free, jiggling enticingly as the thick, dense meat settled on the women’s chests.

The cavewomen glared at the jungle queens’ naked tits, their eyes burning with desire. Their opponents’ boobs were magnificent, every bit the equal of their own. They drank in the thick, hard nipples and round, pebbled, brown areola. Their eyes devoured Conchita’s mocha-brown orbs and Inge’s bulging, golden glands.

Inge and Conchita allowed the other women to fully absorb the magnificence of their tits. Then the jungle queens reached down and unstrapped the scabbards holding their knives on their thighs and dropped the knives to the ground. They untied the knot on their hips that kept their respective bikini thongs in place. Almost in concert, Inge and Conchita stripped the tiny fur garments off their ravishing bodies and threw them aside.

“Take a good look, whore,” Inge snarled. She spread her golden thighs and shoved forward with her hips, thrusting out her cunt for closer inspection. The cavewomen’s eyes fixed on the thick-lipped slit, the fat, firm cunt lips, the pink hue and the red, swelling clit of the beautiful blonde confronting them. Involuntarily, the cavewomen licked their lips.

The four nude women contemplated each others’ incredible bodies. The cavewomen were impressed with what they saw. These bitches were every bit their equals. Inge and Conchita were seething with the desire to go at the women before them. Their cunts were already wet, their clits swelled and their bodies prepared for the fuckfight to come.

“That twat is nothing,” the redhead said hoarsely, her eyes fixed on Inge’s hot genitals. “It’s no match for mine!”

“You both look like weak-looking sluts!” the blonde insisted. “We can suck your cunts dry in seconds!”

“Prove it,” Conchita grunted. “Cunt to cunt. Clit to clit. Tit to tit. The two of us against the two of you. We keep going until one team wins. If you win, we’ll leave and never come back. If we win, you stand aside and let us fuck who we want.”

The cavewomen exchanged a glance and nodded at each other. “Agreed,” said the redhead.

A tense silence fell between the four nude women as the erotic energy radiating from all of them began to grow and swell, combining and challenging all at once. The miasma of their mixed sexual musk grew stronger. They felt their bodies grow hotter, their tits and cunts thicken as their arousal grew. All four soon had juices dripping from their hungry pussies, splattering the ground. Four sets of incredible tits heaved as their bearers panted with lust and excitement. Little drops of tit cum beaded on their enflamed nipples.

“I am Rakara,” the redhead proudly stated. She planted her bare feet and shoved out her magnificent tits in challenge.

“I am Tana,” declared the blonde, also displaying her pussy and readying herself for the sexual ordeal to come.

“I am Inge,” Inge repeated. Her body was burning with desire and excitement. She knew that this was what the goddess wanted from her and Conchita and she was more than happy to fuck these cavewomen into comas if that was what her goddess demanded.

“I am Conchita.” Conchita gave Rakara and Tana a smug, insolent grin, but her eyes burned with unbridled erotic hunger.

“These are the rules,” Inge said, her voice tense with desire. “We all fight one on one. If someone defeats her opponent, she can help her teammate. We can switch opponents as we like. Do you all agree?”

The other three women nodded.

Rakara licked her lips. Then, as if responding to an invisible signal, the four women stepped up, reaching for each other’s lush bodies. The fuckfight was about to begin.

To be continued:

[Elza]

Holy fkuc.

I'm waiting for a time I can really enjoy reading this, but hot damn I'm so excited to see you writing this. Can't wait for all of this story!!! Bring on the fourway struggles!!

Thanks JB, amazing stuff as usual

[Canary-]

Although the sequel that I am most looking forward to is the gym series, I can't help but feel excited about this story, the presentation of each team was amazing but I think cavewomen was much more wild and sensual.

thanks JB57!

[YuriLesboLover]

Ah, seems you took some inspiration from King and myself with the rules of this fourway. Can’t wait to see what comes next