Note- Just as in the sixties movie, 'One Million Years BC' the science in my story is questionable. It's only for a bit of fun. Sarah Young, we miss you wherever you are.
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Project Tic Toc was a top secret effort to create and run an experimental time machine. A US Government funded project, the many specialists and scientists had built and very nearly completed the 'Time Tunnel,' so called after the cylindrical hallway that enabled a person to enter the portal and travel into the past. It had been surmised that time was a static continuum, and was accessible at any point through the time corridor.
Only one person had dared to risk taking on the dangerous journey, and that had been the English girl, Sarah Young. Once a successful adult movie actress and producer in Europe, she had retired from that world to return to University and study Biochemistry. Now in 1993, having achieved her doctorate, she had been invited by Doctor Ann McGregor to join the ten year long Tic Toc project.
When it was announced that the Government were deciding to withdraw funding, the courageous young woman had taken it on herself to prove the tunnel worked and had entered the portal. Sarah had successfully travelled in time more than a dozen times, but at HQ in Arizona the team had been unable to secure her return to 1993.
General Kirk, Ann and Doctor Swain watched the instruments and consoles intently as they monitored the whereabouts of the lost Sarah.
"She's stopped." Said Ann.
"I have a time fix, one million. One million BC, the Pliocene period."
Kirk looked agog at Swain.
"Ann, can you get a visual contact?"
"I'm trying."
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Sarah Young felt the warm heat of the sun on her body as she tumbled and stumbled to the foot of a precipitous cliff. The initial thrill as she emerged from the time vortex came to her as usual, and the former porn star sat bolt upright and looked up into a clear, blue sky. Birds were seen high up, circling around above, too high for her to recognise the species.
The lush ground was covered with green grass, gently sloping up to a rise where her eyes were drawn to a well trodden trail. Beside the cliff, the trail meandered to a lower hillside, full of alcoves and mouths of dark caves. Despite the suns warmth a breeze wafted the scent of honeysuckle and sandalwood towards her, and she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Her ears were assaulted by the sound of countless creatures and insects as she collected her thoughts. The engaging brunette rose to her feet and looked down at herself. As she had discovered on her various travels through the different periods, her attire seemed to assume a familiarity to her surroundings and time. She wore what one could only describe as a two piece deer skin bikini, with crude calf high boots of deer skin and fur on her feet.
Her vivacious hourglass figure was superb and the attire was woefully inadequate in covering her large bountiful 42DD breasts, which strained at the skimpy bra. Her lean, flat stomach was bare, just above her loins. Behind her, the back of the doe skin bottoms barely covered her perfectly firm buttocks, which poked out seductively when the fabric flipped up.
A loud screech of some type of bird alarmed her and Sarah thought it might be best to make for the caves. Judging her whereabouts by her clothing, it seemed to indicate a primitive time and place with no civilisation. She was reminded of her visit to the jungle where she had encountered Tarzan and his mate Jane as she walked noting the lushness of the grass, well watered and fertile. Did that indicate a more clement period if this were prehistoric times?
On reaching the trail she saw dislodged rocks from above together with white stones along the way, seemingly at regular spots. On purpose? Were there people nearby? Her mind awhirl with images and thoughts, she decided to proceed along the trail, trying to come to terms of her predicament.
Almost immediately she eyed a group of figures in the distance, and as she froze to the spot a dozen males surrounded the frightened Sarah, including a fierce looking kind of drooling dog that bared its yellow teeth at her. The lead man had a crude spear in his right fist, others carried clubs and cudgels. They were all wearing some leather cloths that were tied at the waist, but all were bare chested. Amateurish jewellery of bone and shell adorned their necks and wrists. Each man had shoulder length yellowish hair, some bearded, one or two clean shaved.
The lead man came closer and Sarah tried to act calm and normal. Naked from the waist up the six foot plus robust man quite literally bulged with muscles, biceps and pectorals almost chiselled into his body. His thighs and calves were well developed, and his hips, bared from the leather cloth that ran down from his waist, drew Sarah's eye to his tantalising groin area. Homo Erectus? He pointed his spear to the ground and Sarah breathed easier as the gesture appeared friendly. Although he appeared to Sarah to be no more than thirty years of age, he did seem to be the leader of the small group.
Tentatively he reached out and held her tight curls in his rough hand. He cocked his head in curiosity, presumably because he had never seen dark hair on a person. All his tribe seemed blonde and fair skinned, his appeared the most yellow of the group. . He pulled on her locks with credulity, then squeezed her arms and wrists, inspecting her with bright eyes. Then he paused and gazed on her soccer ball sized boobs and without ceremony ripped the insubstantial left strap of her bikini top asunder.
"Hey!" Yelled Sarah.
Her left breast came out and bounced free of her top. The whole group made excited noises as her one big boob fascinated them all. In the blink of an eye, Sarah was pinned to the soft grass face down, big hands gripping her slender ankles. The back of her fur bottoms was flipped back to expose her smooth buttocks and the enticing beaver of her dark haired pussy.
"DOKA!" Yelled yellow hair with arms raised high in the air.
All at once the others backed off and Sarah raised her head, brushing her voluminous hair from her pretty face. With a hefty lift up the macho man hoisted the lightweight brunette into a foreman's lift and she was carried away with the group.
Soon they all arrived at the entrance to a dark and forbidding cave where other like dressed members of the tribe gathered. The night was drawing in as they entered and Sarah was laid down and left free. She rubbed her ankles and took a look around, her head cradled on her shoulder.
The women and children had made a fine fire, and prepared large pieces of meat and fish on a length of knotted branch above the licking flames. Sarah blinked her eyes at the choking smoke that filled the cave, but the aroma of cooking meat had its appeal. Gradually the men gathered around and sat together, before they were all served huge portions of the cooked food. One woman brought a heavy looking container of some sort which spilled fresh water as she lugged it over.
"Omm, oom, laka!" Yelled one woman to nobody in particular, but everyone started eating.
Sarah observed the group as her eyes adjusted to the illuminated cave interior. Mostly they were young in age, nobody appeared to be over thirty or thirty five. This was something Sarah couldn't figure out. The one strapping man she considered their leader sat aloof and alone a distance away, confirming her opinion that he was a cut above the others. One slender blonde woman brought his food to him, then left him by himself.
"Oom, dayt."
Sarah took some food and water and sat away from the other adults, the children had all withdrawn deeper into the cave. Annoyingly her top remained ripped on the left side which left her whopping boob uncovered. Several fur blankets were strewn about and Sarah took tp lie on. Despite the uncivilized existence of these people it seemed they had some rudimentary words that everyone understood. As the leader uttered his words Sarah looked around and to her surprise the entire adult members all began to strip off their animal skins and congregate naked in the middle of the cave. They commenced to dance and jig about in some crude celebration, their voices increasing in volume as the grunted.
"Lola, lola."
One particular tall, leggy blonde, her hair down to the small of her back, gestured and jabbed her hands at yellow hair as he sat and watched. Her athletic legs tapered from firm thighs, and her perky tits hopped up and down on her chest.
"Eeyay." The virile man rose to his feet and brushed the naked blonde aside, his eyes only on Sarah. The dismissed blonde joined the others, hissing at Sarah with bared teeth. By now the women were flinging their undraped bodies at the men, tits and bums bouncing lasciviously with carnal desires. The men were all masturbating with tongues out, greatly turned on by the womenfolk. Seemed to Sarah that all these primitive people did was hunt and fuck.
"EEYAY!"
The leader repeated as he approached an apprehensive Sarah, his intentions quite clear as his potent erection poked his loin cloth up. Sarah welcomed the inevitable with no problem. She would be the first to admit that she was a creature of the flesh, she had even carved out a career fucking on screen. She loved sex, wanted to fuck and be fucked in every way possible. Her juicy melon sized breasts thrust out proudly, the nipple on her one exposed boob hard and erect.
"You...you want me, yes?"
The wanton vixen used her hand as best she could to indicate him and her as a couple. The wondrous warm feeling between her thighs signalled her arousal as she was crushed in the mans robust grip. Her breath caught in her throat as she surrendered her body to the domineering stallion. This was going to be pure unadulterated lust, no passion or romance, just animal sex.
"Oh heavens!" She cried as the remains of her top was wrenched from her breast.
Sarah placed a slim hand on his chiselled chest, stroking the solid wall of muscle. A hand went around her wispy waist, then quickly between her upper thighs in an attempt to seek out her soft quim. The hot brunette sighed as he cupped her pussy mound and bent his head to her massive left breast, giving her a delicious flutter in her stomach. His brazen mouth clamped on the large pillow of her boob and sucked loudly, slobber from his lips dripping down her succulent flesh. Her right hand came to the back of his head where she fingered his fine hair, and wallowed in the heat of his breath on her tits as he alternated from one to the other. Sarah was immensely proud of her boob job, as well thousands of her loyal fans who had purchased her video tapes of her adult movies.
"Maka!"
Sarah had no idea what the word meant but he seemed to be happy as his hand moved around to her rounded buttocks, so soft and ivory. She closed her brown eyes as her ardour grew, her heart beating savagely in her heaving bosom. The mans urgent massaging of her desirable body brought soft mews of delight from her lips, and this was heightened as his ever stiffening member pressed against her creamy thigh.
