Lights out Lara

Walvis Bay, Namibia. Present day

I had come to this country located on the south-western coast of Africa for what my editor told me was an important news conference. A major mining corporation had found rich mineral deposits..including diamonds, emeralds and rubies deep in the great Namib jungles...located on the edge oif the great Namib Desert where no man had reportedly ventured before. The Corporation..which was headquartered in Europe..had called this news conference to announce their discovery and explain how they were going to bring back their new found mineral wealth. I easily found the venue for the Corporation meeting place...the town hall located in this antiquated resort town bordering the South Atlantic Ocean.

I took my seat amongst the townsfolk, town officials, Corporation representatives, local and foreign media in the large conference room. On the stage at the front of the hall...two white men and a white woman..all dressed in business suits were taking their seats at a table set up especially for them. I recognised the burly Negro man with black hair..greying at the temples..the billionaire chairman of the Corporation. The bald man on his right was his security chief. The blonde woman on his left ..his corporate attorney.
Once everyone had settled down..the Mayor made the introductions and a slide presentation on the Corporation's history and the money is planned to spend in Namibia was shown. The film lasted 30 minutes and really wasn't worth the prices of admission.

The floor was then opened to questions..but it seemed that the almost everyone in the audience was sold on the proposals by the Corporation to mine the jungle for its mineral deposits. That was until one voice spoke in opposition to it. All heads turned when a woman's voice opposed the Corporation's proposal. Standing in the middle of the hall was
a beautiful woman..who was clad in nothing save a pair of leopard pelt panties which hugged the space between her huge thighs. I knew her instantly from her shapely and muscular form..long mane of brown hair..and a pair of large firm breasts which were exposed in all their glory. She was...LARA...the famous jungle heroine.

The Corporation representatives were visibly disturbed as she lambasted them about the destruction they would bring to the jungle..the animal and plant species that lived there. Cameras flashed as photographers took pictures of the sexy jungle woman whose exploits against evildoers in Africa were well known. I could see them whispering amongst themselves as Lara publicly vowed to stop them if they went ahead with their plans. She turned on the balls of her erotic bare feet and walked briskly out of the hall..her ample breasts swaying sexily from side to side as she walked. The whole auditorium was abuzz as the participants were suddenly talking about Lara..and what she said to the Corporation.

Something told me there was a story in the making...and I made my way out of the hall in pursuit of Lara. I followed at a safe distance as I watched the buxom jungle superwoman walk into a deserted alley behind the building. There she was confronted by five men in business suits..who warned her against interferring in Corporation business. Lara reiterated her defiance of the Corporation's plans. It was at this point that one of the goons lunged.
From my vantage point...I watched as Lara skillfully dodged his wild swing and countered by
driving the ball of her left foot into his gut. As he fell..I watched her shapely breasts sway as she whirled round and kicked another thug in the face with her right foot.

Lara moved with uncanny agility as she leapt over a third goon's head as he lunged at her and plowed into a dumpster instead. I watched as she stood over her dazed and defeated male foes..giving them a lengthy speech about how they were no match for her and warning them against invading the jungle to find hidden mineral treasures. Just watching her..turned me on. I could imagine what it was like for her..swinging through the trees..keeping bad guys in line the way she did.

I figured that given her disdain for men...I needed to get her more cooperative for an interview. Fortunately for me..I had just the thing...which Lara could not resist.I waited patiently behind a wall until the topless jungle woman passed. Then I sprang at her from behind... wrapping one arm around her thin waist, pinning her arms, and then thrusting a wet, chloroform soaked rag over her face. I felt the gorgeous torso wriggling against my body as I lifted the jungle heroine off the ground. Those long shapely legs thrashed wildly in the air,trying to get leverage, but I squeezed tightly around hersix-pack mid-section, causing the jungle beauty to breathe in more of the fumes. Still she struggled frantically to get free.

By chance...my free hand moved from her toned gut up to the large naked mounds of her chest as I strained every muscle in my body to keep the female fury subdued. Her struggles began to slow as I ran my fingers over her prominent brown nipples and areolas. Lara's arms fell limp at her sides and her long legs below her small, curvy waist...as I stroked her breasts with one hand...and held the chloroform-soaked rag firmly over her face with my other hand.

I dragged her out of sight into a side alley. I lowered her to the ground...cradling her head in my lap. When I was sure she was properly stunned..but still conscious...I moved the rag a couple inches away from her face..but close enough if she tried to call for help. Lara looked up at me with sleepy brown eyes...and asked me how did I know.

How did I know what, I asked her. When a man touches my nipples...I must tell the truth..it's the law of the jungle...Lara replies. Why is that I ask her. My jungle powers...come from my breasts...they must never be touched by a man...or I lose my strength...' confessed the sleepy jungle heroine. She asks me who I am..if I work for the Corporation. I follow her advice...my fingers slowly stroking her exposed nipples in a circular fashion. The beauteous brunette can do nothing except moan and sigh in pleasure. I ask her if she's ever been touched by a man before. No...the way you touch my jungle breasts..getting weak..tired..
want to sleep... Lara replies.

Not before you tell me your secrets...I demand..continuing to fondle her nipples which slowly become hard and erect in response to my touch. She tells me that she's actually a wealthy heiress...who was orphaned in the jungle as a child..learnt their ways..but learnt of her past..
and now changes into jungle garb whenever danger threatens. Lara confesses that she possesses the powers of the jungle's animals...speed of a cheetah..strength of an elephant..
...eyes of a falcon. I ask if the chloroform I have..will keep her unconscious. She says it will..especially if its rubbed on her nipples. Seconds later...the mighty Lara of the Jungle is
cooing softly as I rub the rag all over her breasts. I watch her as her brown eyes slowly become heavy and dull...as her breasts glow with a hazy lustre.

In a manner of seconds...Lara's eyes roll up in her head and she slips down unconscious to the ground. I stand over her and take multiple shots with my camera. Looks like its lights out for you jungle babe..I grin to myself.

I really enjoy the first person perspective! It's new from you and it's refreshing! Good job!

Love the chloroform action, any chance u have any female on female drugginh