For the couple days since the jungle encounter where b**st and I found ourselves fighting side by side with the gorillas in our own defense but also in defensive of two Native People youth, we had holed up at the lagoon, again. At home at the lagoon the outside world just didn’t seem to matter. We were able to regroup and recharge in safety and comfort. At least enough comfort for us. We were both hunters and active so prolong periods of rest eventually bothered both of us, but that was the point at which we knew we were again fully ready to take on anything that came our way.
It was another typical lagoon morning when I rolled over and bumped into b**st. The weather and temperatures were so ideal that it was now normal for us to sleep on the beach. The constant breeze off the ocean into the lagoon kept the humidity of the jungle from building. So, it was rare that I would wake and not be pressed up against b**st. Spending virtually all my time naked meant that the cooling that occurred at night with the setting of the sun encouraged an u*********s attempt to seek some cover and b**st’s body was both protection from the cooling breeze and body warmth.
What was different this morning was where I woke up against b**st. I was normally curled into his chest, often with my head on one front leg and the other d****d over me. This morning as I rolled into him, I was face into his sheath. My mind searched my memory of last night and only came up with our intense fucking and … yes, as normal, I was cleaning his cock after our last fuck when I must have fallen asleep. That was a first. But, as I gazed at the source of many of my pleasures since first meeting him on that distant planet, I wiggled closer and planted kisses over the outside of the sheath. The hair covering b**st was very fine and felt nearly hairless. His sheath was the same. As I kissed and then gently licked, b**st stirred. I looked up his body and saw he was still very much asleep. I continued my kisses and licks until the red tip of his cock poked out. I then focused more there with kisses and licks, gathering the pre-cum that was now leaking from it. Finally, enough of his length was out to allow me to take him into my mouth. I was still attempting to maintain a gentle approach to keep him asleep. I was wondering if I could make him cum in his sleep. I was planning on another slow day at the lagoon so this was as good a goal as any other, it seemed.
I felt his breathing get heavier and more ragged. I looked up his body again and he was still asleep. I redoubled my efforts. His precum was increasing and he was completely out of his sheath. I found his knot and knew I was getting him close. I took his cock into the back of my mouth and then pushed into him more to take him down into my throat. I gave him several pumps entirely in my throat, pulled back and gave his tip a series of powerful suctions. I repeated over and over, feeling his cock get absolutely rigid. I released his knot and took hold of his balls. When I felt them constrict, I pull back slightly so his cock tip was in my mouth when he started cumming. As hard as I tried to swallow what he gave me, I have never been able to take it all. I got the first several spurts but my mouth was filling faster than I could gulp it down. Soon it was leaking out the sides of my mouth around his cock when he humped his cock deep into my mouth and held it deep. I gagged and pulled off, the last of his cum spurting out into my face and running out of my mouth as I gasped for air.
Then I heard in my mind, ‘Sorry, Alexa! I was asleep and my body just reacted before I realized what was happening.’
Getting my breath back and wiping my face and mouth off (then licking that off my hands), I began cleaning his cock off. Somewhere in my memory I remembered reading a porn story that a good slut always cleans off the cock that rewards her with seed. That was just a memory. The truth is I just loved his cum. The taste, the texture, the smell.
When I knelt up from his crotch, I smiled at him. “Don’t worry about it, big guy. A big spurting cock being rammed down my throat is just one of the hazards a slut has to put up with.” I said with a big smile. “Sorry, that I woke you. It is still early. The sun isn’t really fully up yet, if you want more rest.”
‘Do you have any plans that require me for a while?’
‘No. I am just going to try some early fishing with the bow. I may take a nap later.’
‘Then I will sleep more.’
I got up, put my hand on his side and walked down to his head. I knelt down to him, kissed the side of his head, cheek and snout. I walked to the hut, took up the bow, the arrow with the attached string and my knife and case. I strapped the knife to my left thigh and walked out, across the beach to the raft and hauled the raft to the water’s edge. Grabbing the paddle and giving the raft a final push, I worked my way to a location on the lagoon where I’ve had previous success. But this morning there was nothing of interest. A few small fishes but nothing to make a meal. That seemed unusual but I just moved down the shore line a little further. A couple likely fish came into view and I was able to get them both. With that task completed, I lay back with my feet over the side in the water. And with the gentle rocking of the raft, I dozed off as the sun was just reaching me.
In my sleep I was aware of marvelous, stimulating sensations running through my body. The sense I had was of a gentle and caring lover touching and sucking me. My pussy was being stimulated with gentle jabs and suction while both of my breasts and nipples were being sucked. My mind was struggling against these thoughts and that pulled me awake. I didn’t have a gentle, caring lover. I had b**st who was an a****l in his loving (literally, too). And, how can a lover suck my breasts, nipples, and pussy at the same time? I forced my eyes open to look at what was happening and screamed. b**st called out but there was nothing he was going to be able to do from shore. As I pulled my head up to look down my body, I saw two tentacles d****d across my body, each attached to one of my breasts! Other tentacles were attached to the raft, presumably holding it in place. The main body (head, whatever) was between my spread legs. That is what was producing the wonderful feeling in my pussy.
Okay, I half sat up to consider this new development. Do I try to extricate myself? Was I in any danger here? The octopus seemed to be good sized but I really was never exposed to one before. The tentacles were about three feet long which seemed big to me with it d****d over my body. The suction being created by the pads on the tentacles were actually massaging and pulling on my nipples and the areas of my breast near the nipples. Otherwise they didn’t seem to be attached to me. Oddly, it somehow seemed intent on stimulating me rather than any other purpose. Whatever it was doing down at my pussy was wonderful. It felt like a protrusion of some kind that was making sharp little pokes at my pussy and slightly entering between my lips. It was occasionally moving and then poking my clit. Purposeful or accidental, it was amazing.
Then it changed from its position and started slowly moving up my body. I say that, but it was the body/head that was moving because the tentacles attached to my breasts stayed in place and continued their suction and kneading. Once the head was on my stomach, I saw its eyes and they were looking directly at me. And that was weird. But my attention didn’t stay on its eyes for long because all of the sudden something was pushing at my pussy lips, spreading them, making initial penetration. Only an inch or so, but penetration between the lips. I felt a twisting and pressure and more entered me. It was irregular, not smooth or cylindrical. Then I understood. It was pushing one its tentacles into me. The suction pads were the irregularity I was feeling. I looked back at the head/body, again. Its deep black eyes were still looking at me. Or, that’s at least the impression I had. I felt silly doing it, but I returned his look and gave him an embarrassed smile. Here I was once again being m*****ed by a sea creature and loving the experience. I just thought, screw it, and lay back down, opened my legs a little further and absently put a hand on one of the tentacles on my breast. I gently stroked it and relaxed. And enjoyed. The tentacle in my pussy wasn’t really deep, not like b**st or the Predators. But this guy moved it around. It didn’t just go in and out; it went in and then curled one way and the other inside me. Pushing on the side walls of my pussy. What a strange and erotic feeling. As the Predators’ cocks pushed into the back of my pussy until my very anatomy was forced to adjust and get longer, this guy was pushing the sides forcefully, creating new and previously unknown sensations within me. Again, it was another piece of heavenly experience. Then I felt two more tentacles take hold of my legs and pull them up into the air and spread even wider apart. There was no question this thing’s whole intent was to penetrate and pleasure me. I just wondered how it knew what to do? But, again, screw trying to make sense out of it; I was just going to enjoy it.
I was feeling the signs of an impending orgasm. My heart rate was increasing, my breathing was irregular. My nipples were unbelievably hard and extended. Like they were being sucked outward from my body and the pads were enveloping them more fully. God, this felt good. You’ve seen those porn BDSM videos of the suction tubes put over a woman’s nipples and they get longer and longer? Damn, this felt just like how I imagined that must feel like. The same was happening to my clit as another tentacle had moved up to focus on it while my pussy was still being probed.
I felt my body shudder. My abdominal muscles and flesh quivered and tensed. My legs, still being held up in the air, locked straight. My arms shot out to my sides and pressed into the raft surface. I raised my head and looked down. My eyes were wide, my mouth was open but nothing was coming out. I just started to moan, groan, and whimper. I flexed my legs repeatedly. Finally, kicking them out straight and rigid, again. I raised my ass off the raft and strained with every muscle in my body. Then I screamed. And again, and again. Oh, my god, what a feeling. I came and came. And the suction continued. Then the most amazing thing happened. The tentacle inside me curled up and twitched quickly and repeatedly over the top inside of my pussy. It hit my g-spot! Again, again, and again. God, could it actually know it was there??? I went crazy with the intensity and I shook like I was going to loosen my joints and come apart. Then, I squirted! I have never squirted before, but I did then. And then … nothing … just black. I was gone.
When I started coming to, I could feel licking on my face and body and my name being repeated inside my head. How could any of that be? Must just be a dream. But the wet tongue over my face was not a dream. It was b**st and he was trying to revive me. I twisted my face away and slowly sat back up. The raft had drifted into shore where b**st finally was able to reach me.
I heard, ‘Alexa? You okay? Worried.’
I looked up at him and gave him a weak smile. “Thanks, b**st. I’m okay. Tired, really tired, but okay.”
I slowly stood up and looked down at my body still trying to clear the cobwebs from my head. I saw little circles of red on my skin around my nipples, on my breast, my legs by the knees. I guess it wasn’t a dream.
I heard b**st, ‘No, not dream. You fall back and went still, that thing go back into the water.’
“An octopus. b**st, this is some really strange planet we have here. I wonder what else will be in store for me sexually. This planet seems to me to be so sexual. First, the dolphins and now an octopus forcefully take me sexually. Not that I ended up minding either encounter, but what else could happen?”
I looked back at the raft remembering my bow. I saw the fish were still there, too. I pulled the raft further up out of the water, gathered the fish and my things. I cleaned the fish, got rid of the waste into the water where the little scavengers would take care of it and set the strips of meat in the sun to dry. b**st was wandering over to the waterfalls for some fresh water. I lay down under one of the palms and immediately fell asleep.
I awoke at what seemed late afternoon. I checked my body and all evidence of my earlier experience with the octopus was gone. Just a very pleasurable memory remained. I heard and saw b**st at the same time. ‘Alexa. Something at door.’
That woke me fast. “Something is at the door?”
“Can you tell what it is?”
‘Sound of bark, growl. Think dogs.’
“Damn! How did they find us?”
‘Just scent. They seem only hunt, kill. Happen sooner, later.’
“Yes, I suppose you’re right. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Those dogs really bother me. I agree that they seem to only hunt and kill. They seem to just move in pursuit constantly. We will have to take more decisive, offensive action at some point.”
‘They many. You, me, few.’
“Yes, that bothers me, too. So, do we open the door and attack them or leave them be? They could just stay out there waiting if they really think we are in here. We have to go out. I sure wish we could see outside the door.”
I was looking straight up the cliff. I had always felt safe in the lagoon because the cliff was too tall to climb down easily by the primitive people or any a****l. But what about climbing up. In all my training in the marines, I always felt going up was easier than going down except when rappelling was an option. If I could climb the cliff wall, I could sneak up on the dogs, fight them back and open the door for b**st. If I was to do it, it had to be now. It would take some time and there wasn’t much more sunlight left. And I needed enough light to see for the fight on the other side, which would be the shade side.
“b**st, I think I can climb this face. In fact, I know I can. I’ve done it before. I’ve trained for this kind of thing. Then, I can attack them from above. Force them back and open the door for you. If we just open the door and try to fight our way out, they may overpower us and get inside. The tunnel would not allow a good space for you to fight.”
He seemed to consider that. ‘Don’t like you going by self. But, yes, you right. Take weapons. Not bow.’
“Agreed. I want you at the door, ready when it opens. You’ll hear the noises first, and then get ready. I may need you quickly. Okay?”
I went into the hut, strapped on the weapon to my right leg. Checked the number of spare charge clips and was satisfied for that gun. I strapped on the knife to my left thigh and the lance to my back. I walked out and looked at b**st. I hesitated, looked up at the storage cave. b**st anticipated me.
‘Yes, Alexa. Other weapon, too. More than less.’
He’s right. I am better having too much firepower than not enough. I strode up to the cave, took off the knife and strapped the other gun to my left thigh. I was putting on my boots when b**st came up with the knife. He licked my calf. ‘Here’, he thought.
“Okay. Better to have more than not enough, right?”
I stood up and walked to the cliff wall and surveyed for a likely route. I thought I found one that looked good. I turned to b**st, put my hands on either side of his massive head and kissed his snout. Then I kissed his mouth. He put out his tongue and we exchanged a tongue kiss.
“You just be ready. When that door opens, I will have cleared a safe zone but I need you to come out like the devil himself.”
‘Understood. Careful.’ And he looked up.
I kissed him again and went to the wall. I was fifty feet up when I took my first rest on a small ledge. I felt like Angelina Jolie in that movie. Guns strapped to my thighs, long hair, large breast, but I wasn’t wearing a skin tight outfit. I was wearing just skin.
It took longer than I thought and more rests than I anticipated. But free climbing is not the time to rush. One slip and the climb is over. And no second tries. I finally pulled myself over the top ledge. I leaned over but couldn’t see b**st. Then I saw him running to the water’s edge and looking up. I waved to him and he ran for the tunnel to be ready at the door.
On the other side I collected myself. Checked my guns once again, put my hands on the charge clips stuck to the holsters and belt so I could instinctively locate them and reload quickly. With two guns I should be able to lay down a field of fire the equivalent of a team. And with more damage potential from the charge blasts. I put my hand to the lance and then to the knife. That would be the order. If I got separated from my guns, I would then use that lance which would still provide force of thrust and slicing. The last resort of defense would be the knife. I would be desperate if I had to rely on the knife, even as large as it was.
I moved down slope with care but urgency to avoid darkness. When I was about fifty feet away, I saw them. About a dozen and congregated near the tunnel entrance. I moved more slowly and carefully the rest of the way. At about thirty feet and still above them I grabbed both guns and prepared myself. Once I started, it was going be like hell. My initial shots needed to cause damage and instill some amount of fear and confusion. I counted to three and leaped off the ledge that put me twenty-five feet from them and as I started firing, continued to walk directly toward them. The first shots were stationary and I took down two of the dogs. Blowing them into the others. Their angry attention was on those now dead dogs when my rapid volley started. Some shots hit, most didn’t. That’s the thing about a firefight; the idea is to lay down such a deadly field of fire that anything moving gets in the way of death. And I was putting a lot of death in front of them. Half the dogs were now down and the rest were running for cover when I jumped to the landing next to the door. Holstering the gun from my left hand, I punched in the sequence to open the door and stepped out of the way.
As soon as the door was barely wide enough, a huge black mass came flying out the door. I reclosed the door, turned and followed him as he charged into an assembled group. As they parted in front of b**st’s wrath, I shot out with controlled aim as they separated. In moments it was over. Only a couple got away from us. I holstered my gun, took the lance and killed any dogs that were only wounded. I replaced the lance and looked at the carnage. I surveyed the area and said to b**st, “We need to get rid of these bodies. We can’t leave them right at our entrance.” I looked around more and spotted a likely spot to the East. “Over there to the East. It looks like a possible ravine that we can dump them into. Can you check that out? I’ll pull them into a pile.”
b**st came back shortly and confirmed that dumping in there would conceal them long enough to let the jungle take care of the bodies. We started dragging the bodies over there. It was slow going. Taking them one at a time each. It was beginning to get dark and we weren’t nearly finished. As we came back into view of the tunnel door, b**st tensed and cautiously proceeded.
“What is it?”
‘Yes. They just wait at dogs.’
Sure enough, we got into view and their stood five gorillas, four males and a large female. They were looking at the dead dogs but one was watching our approach. They all turned to us as we got closer. We stopped twenty feet from them.
The largest male asked, “You do this?”
“Yes. The dogs trapped us. We needed to kill our way out.”
“I call them ‘dogs’. Is this a problem for you?”
“No. These, dogs, bad. Kill for no reason. Not for food. Just kill. You hide them? There?”
“Yes. We don’t want to attract more dogs here.”
“We help. Get dark. You come, stay with us.”
I just looked at b**st. Three things crossed my mind. One, talking to gorillas. This processor was still playing games with my mind. Second, their help moving the bodies was welcome. Third, going with them … I wasn’t sure. b**st didn’t look sure, either. But with each of us taking a body, the task was done. Once the dog bodies were dumped into the ravine, everyone stood looking at each other.
The largest gorilla moved forward and said, “We heard the dogs here and came to see. Then the fighting and big noises so we hurried. We find you, again. You kill lots of dogs, as you call them. You help us. You help the people. You must come now.”
“Why should we come?”
“Dark. You stay with us. Leader wants to talk. We, all, want to thank you for helping. Very important. It is maybe time.”
“Time for what?”
“Come and see. You help us before. Trust us now.”
I looked at b**st, again. He was non-committal. I said, “Okay. We will come.”
We followed them but they didn’t go the direction I expected. I assumed they would go around the lake to the South and give the Native People a wide birth. But instead, they took us to the North which would bring us much closer to the people. Sure enough, we were seen and some males from the village came out to watch us pass. And we were still not led up the mountain as I expected but on the lower ground to an area that appeared to be a clearing of some sort with something in it. Actually, several somethings. I checked behind us and we were not being followed by the people. They were apparently satisfied that we continued on.
In the last light of day, I saw what the somethings were in the clearing. In the clearing I discovered statues of several a****l species: a dragon-like bird (?), large gorilla like a****l and something that appeared to be spikes going in different direction in the air (plant?). The meaning and purpose were not clear. And, although I stopped to look, they did not and continued up the mountainside. The lead gorilla simply said, “Come, hurry, it get dark soon.”
When we arrived to where their clan was gathered, it was reinforced to me that despite my being able to communicate with them because of the processor implanted in me, these were very much gorilla-like a****ls. They did not live in huts, even lean-to shelters, but in the open under trees and bushes. They ate what they found; much like b**st would be doing if we weren’t together. Their group was about fifty strong: males, females, young chasing around and old, too. And all of it came to a stop when I walked in with b**st at my side. Then what often happens I supposed did happen. A young saw us and ran from its mother right to me with its arms up. I stooped to pick it up and it then leaned over to b**st. This was apparently one of the young from the encounter in the jungle.
I asked b**st, “Do you mind if he gets on you?”
‘That’s okay. He one from jungle fight.’
“I think so, too”
I put him on b**st’s back near the shoulders and held onto his arm as we walked into the midst of the group. I wasn’t recognizing any of them. Sad to say, they all looked alike except for size and sex. One of the females walked up to us. I first thought she wanted to take the young, but instead she came to me and put her huge arms around me. I felt like a little k** being smothered by an overly affectionate grandmother.
She pulled back and said, “You save my young, this one. In jungle, before. Remember?”
“Yes, I remember.”
She hugged me again and started to take me away. I pulled away from her and went back to b**st.
She said, “It okay. You okay. Him okay.”
She took me to others. The young seemed to come right to me. The females were not bashful about touching me. Being naked before them they touched my breasts, skin, ass, and even a few between my legs and smelled their fingers after. The female I was with noticed my nervousness. She explained that they have seen the people from a distance but not so close. They are very curious. Also, she said, they have all heard so much about my prowess as a fighter against the dogs. I was different. A female but not. They are interested if I really am a female. But act like a male.
I accepted it but it was odd to be touched so much by others, and especially such large others. After a time, the large male came and took me to a different group. b**st followed. This was males and clearly important ones. The large one who brought us here was explaining about the dogs tonight and about the previous fight in the jungle. It was clear there was still much to discuss but it was now very dark and with no light but the moon, the gathering soon ended.
Everyone seemed to break off into their smaller family groups. b**st and I stood alone not sure where we should ‘nest’. The large male who brought us here was obviously one of the leaders. He and the female who greeted me so warmly came up to us with two young. They were a family. They wanted us to share their space. The two young came right up to us. The older one I picked up and put onto b**st’s back. The female put a large hand on its back for stability. I picked the youngest one up. b**st and I followed them to a place under a tree.
They sat down and b**st lay down and I sat but leaned back against him and put a hand on one of his legs and absently stroked it. The youngest came and crawled into my lap. I put my arms around it. A large, very furry baby wrapped in my arms. I was watching it, feeling very ‘Aunty’ when I felt it puts its lips to my right breast and start suckling. I giggled and looked at the parents. The mother fussed but I put up my hand.
I said, “It’s okay with me, but I have no milk for it.”
The female replied, “She always suckles before going to sleep.”
But it must have been the suckling she needed more than the milk because she was asleep in only moments. The female came and took her from me and set her beneath the tree. The other was taken from b**st and put down next to her. In moments he was quiet, also.
I asked b**st how he was doing, if he was okay with them.
‘It is okay. They good. Little one’s fun.’
“So, you like having the little ones playing on you?”
‘Some, yes. They not afraid.’
“Can we be friends with them? Can we trust them to watch for us like we watch for others? Especially against the dogs?”
‘Yes, I think so. They came tonight. Fight was over. But they came.’
“Good, I think so, too.
The parents watched us for a while and quietly whispered to each other. They were working something out. I decided whatever it was it could wait to morning and they might feel better if b**st and I just settled in. I indicated for b**st to lay his head down and I snuggled into him. I still watched the parents with only the moonlight but it was enough to see they were still discussing something. Eventually, they either gave up or came to a conclusion. Directly across from us, they settled down together. But not to sleep. It was clear I had the opportunity to voyeuristically witness them mating. I had heard the comments when on Earth that for such large a****ls, the gorilla males had extremely small penises. So, I wasn’t expecting what I did see. She got him erect very quickly with her hands and flashing her pussy to him. From the side it was clear he was very well endowed. Maybe not quite as large as the Predators, but about the size of b**st. Another reminder that I was not on Earth. As similar as some things might appear, this was not Earth. I don’t know how the Earth gorillas’ anatomy is setup (never was I interested in b********y when I was on earth) but these appeared to be similar to a dog or b**st. The cock came out of a sheath that protected it normally.
I struggled with where my eyes should be looking. But they were right in front of me. And, I was interested. I know I like sex, so why k** myself. Here was a well-endowed male about to fuck his mate. What’s not to be interested in?
I was pressed into b**st feeling his breathing as he settled. I watched the gorilla couple across from me, though. After getting him hard and exposed they did some kissing. Pursing their lips and touching. She then lay down and he approached her missionary. She opened her legs and he quickly entered her. Soon she was wrapped around him, not unlike what I have also done with male humans, Predators and b**st. She looked over and saw me. I froze with embarrassment that I was caught voyeuristically watching them. She said something to him; he looked over at me and replied to her. I couldn’t believe what happened next. She stared at him and said something else. He nodded.
She said, “Come.”
“Me? You want me to come to you?”
“Yes, we want you to come here. Join us? Please, join us.”
My mind was going. They want me to join them having sex? Am I interpreting that correctly?
I thought of b**st, his breathing easy and relaxed. “b**st?” No response. I nudged him, “b**st? They want me to join them. Do you mind?”
No response initially, but then he shifted slightly as he raised his head, ‘Of course, I don’t. Have fun. Sex is important to you. Have fun.’
I rolled over and found his head, bent down and kissed him. “Thanks, I’ll make it up to you.”
‘Nothing to make up. Mating with you is wonderful. Lots. You need changes. I know. Have fun.’
I crawled the ten feet to them tentatively. I knelt beside them unsure of what I should do. I was about to get into a three-some with a gorilla couple? He kept fucking her so I went to her and touch her breast lightly. Then I found her nipple and pinched it. She reacted with a shiver. I lean over and tried to duplicate what I saw them do for a kiss. Basically, touching the lips. I did the same to him. I stood and got behind him, wrapped my arms around him from behind, pressing my naked body into his furry back and rubbing my hands across his massive chest. I slid down his back so my hands could rub him lower and lower and finally over his lower abdomen, to the base of his sheath and cock.
I then went in front of him, put my hands on his chest and applied pressure. I instructed him, “Stay inside her but kneel upright.” He did and I straddle her stomach facing him, then kissed him, rubbed my hands over his chest and down to his crotch. Then I turned around and did the same to her, but bending down to kiss and suck her breasts and nipples. As I sucked more intensely, I got a little fluid from her nipple. Milk. Of course, she was nursing the youngest one. I looked up at her.
She pulled my head down to her breast and said, “Suck more. It’s okay.”
So, I did. I sucked at her breast until I was getting a good flow of her milk. Then, because she was still nursing, I switched to the other breast and nipple but only until I got more of her milk and then raised up and wiped my mouth. My ass was to the male and I felt him at my ass. Then I felt him probing my pussy lips and knew it had to be his finger. Although a good size, it was not the size I noticed his cock to be. He fully inserted his finger into me and probed my pussy as I continued to kiss, lick and nibble at his mate’s breasts. She was making sounds and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the combination of fucking and the attention her breasts were receiving.
The fingers left me and I was content with a limited role in their love making when I felt a probing at my pussy, again. This time it was definitely not a finger. It was much bigger and was being pushed firmly. I wiggled my ass to assist him in finding his target, my opening, when he did separate my lips and enter me. Then, he just drove into me. Deeply. Thoroughly, without preamble or gentleness. He stroked in me with long and urgent strokes. I looked into the eyes of his mate and I groaned. I reached up to her and kissed her mouth again. I looked and said, “He is good. You are a fortunate female to have such a mate.”
She looked at me; put her hands on each side of my face, “We are fortunate to have you as friend. You save our young. You fight for us without knowing us. Thank you.”
I continued to look at her. Her mate had taken his cock out of her and put it into me and was now fucking me. And she was thanking me. Like it was an honor for her for helping them. I put my head down onto her chest as her mate fucked me so well. I mumbled, “Oh, yes that is so good. Thank you, thank you, please don’t stop, please, oh … yesssssss … ohhhhhh, yes.” And I came, not the best orgasm of my life but a good one. There were many distractions, not the least being that I was being fucked by a male gorilla while on top of his mate.
Then, he withdrew from me and immediately re-entered his mate. I felt her suck in her breath and slightly arch her back. I felt him pound into her and with each thrust felt him bump into my ass as I stayed on top of her. Collecting myself, I once again put my attention to her breasts and nipples. Sucking, licking, and nipping the nipple. The nibbling seemed to have an effect like a small surprise each time I did it. I felt her tense and her muscles start to quiver and I intensified my efforts not only using my mouth but also my hand on her other breast and nipple. And I could feel her cum. Feel her stomach quake and tense. And, I felt the male slam into her and hold himself deep in her and release a low rumbling from deep in his chest.
As she finished her orgasm, I slumped down onto her chest. I kissed each of her breasts and nipples. Then the male slumped forward onto me and I was sandwiched between two massive, furry bodies having just completed their fucking. It was clear that the male was supporting himself or I would have been squashed between them. I wiggled out from between them and knelt next to them. I looked at them and the female looked at me. She asked, “Good? You okay?”
I smile at her. In the dark with only moonlight I didn’t know if she saw it or not. I responded, “Very good. Thank you for sharing him with me.”
“My honor to share with you.”
There it was, again. Was there more to that or just the moment and a confused communication system? But that could be puzzled over later. I lean into them and hugged the two. I kissed the side of the male’s face and then the female’s lips. I crawled over to b**st, snuggled into him and dropped off to sleep almost immediately.
The next morning, I woke to the sense that something wasn’t right. As my senses came to me it was that there was a lot of activity and movement around us. The gorillas were an early rising bunch, apparently. Opening my eyes, I saw four of the youngsters watching us. A female tried to shoo them away from us but I just smiled and said it was okay. I got up and stretched out my body, put my boots on, then my weapons mostly to keep track of them.
b**st and I weren’t leaving immediately apparently. The male and female from last night came to b**st and I. From behind them came their young. The little female ran right up to me and leaped at me, just assuming I would catch her and want her. Her male sibling went to b**st who leaned down so he could crawl up onto his back. The female came to me, not to offer to take the little one this time but to give me an enveloping hug. She said, “Thank you for last night. He enjoyed you. You were different for him. And … for me, too. You do things to me with your mouth. I enjoy very much.”
I leaned to her ear and said, “You are very welcome. Thank you for sharing him with me. I enjoyed it. Maybe sometime you would like to try b**st?”
“Him? You mate with him?”
“Oh, yes. He is wonderful and he has a surprise as part of his cock. We will talk some time.”
“Okay. We talk.” My world is totally upside down. I was having a hushed discussion with her about our partners’ sexual abilities. But hushed so they don’t hear but also that her young don’t hear. Like two suburban housewives over coffee. But instead I am having this conversation with a female gorilla while I am standing very comfortably naked among her entire clan.
The male came and broke that up and took us through the clan to the elders and other males. He said there was much to yet talk about. I agreed, and asked about the a****ls they knew about. They indicated that there are many carnivores and other mammal including some dangerous ones like the large cat-type a****ls and wolf-like a****ls. Also, the jungle was full of smaller species of monkey, ground a****ls, snakes, etc. And, of course many birds, some raptor types. I ask about the dogs. They indicate that the dogs are recent. Believe they came with the new people from the North. The dogs are different because they do not hunt and kill for food. But for no particular reason they just kill. I asked about the new people from the North, but they have had no real contact with them. They have seen them from a far distance and they are different than the Native People.
I finally asked about the statues in the clearing below. They hesitated and looked at each other. They talked among themselves some and then said that there was a legend that many generations ago there was an alliance of species that were brought together to fight a common enemy.
I asked, “Brought together by who or what?”
“Nobody can remember.”
I told them that I thought the one was them but what about the others. They said the legend holds that a giant dragon-bird from what I had come to refer to as the NW mountain. I asked what the third thing was. They indicated a lack of firm knowledge. Just that the legend referred to the ‘jungle coming alive’.
They asked me where we came from. I only indicated that we were left here after coming from a far distance and we could not get back. This now was our home. They asked why we help them and the people if we are new here. I merely indicated that because this was our new home, we were aligned against a common threat. We had no intention of interfering with their life or way of life. We merely came to the same conclusion that the dogs were not native and were a threat to all other living things. I was asked what we wanted from them or the people. I said nothing. We just want to live in this land in peace as best we can. The dogs, maybe the people to the North, are the exception. As they talked among themselves, the large male came to stand between b**st and I and placed a hand on each of us and interrupted them.
“They are good. They help us several times without expectation. They save my mate and young. They are brave and kill many dogs. They do this for both us and the people. They are good to both.”
That seemed to settle whatever discussion was occurring because they all stood, came to us and placed their hands on both b**st and I as they passed. The male said, “They trust you. We are not much in emotions or showing it. But you are welcome here always now.”
* * * Part 20 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.