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He got up to go stop her.

Jane got on the other side of the bush from Tarzan and squatted. This was going to be messy, but there wasn't anything else she could do.

She was mid stream, sighing with relief when Tarzan came around the bush.

Tarzan came around the bush and saw Jane marking territory. What did she think she was doing? He growled, low in his throat, a clear warning.

But wait. She was using all her urine in one place! Surely she wasn't just eliminating. Not this close to the nest. Not right beside a source of food. Now he growled from his middle throat, saying "You have done wrong, young one."

Suddenly Jane stood up, her urine still flowing, now running down her legs as she made the sound of a young one in trouble.

What in the world was going on here?

Jane panicked when Tarzan began to growl at her. He looked so ferocious, snarling at her. She screamed and bolted upright, but she couldn't cut off the flow of urine. She had to go too badly for that. Now it was running down her legs, getting in her shoes! She stood there, peeing and began to cry.

Tarzan stared at the woman. She was crying! He knew about that. It meant she was in pain. He'd cried like that after a fight he'd had with brother crocodile in the river. He winced at the remembered pain of those jaws, the raking teeth. He'd won that fight, but only barely, and only because of his claw. Maybe she was in so much pain she couldn't control herself. He'd have to clean her up and examine her more closely. He reached for her and just managed to grab her wrist before she began to fight him.

Jane was terrified. This savage man was coming at her. He'd seen her in her most absolute private time. She had to get away! She tried to run but he caught her wrist. Now he was trying to drag her away. She leapt on him, scratching, biting, anything to get away.

Tarzan immediately decided that Jane's people must have come from brother Leopard’s line. She snarled and growled like a young one, and tried to use her claws and teeth on him. He slapped her once and she fell to the forest floor, limp. He picked her up, slung her over his shoulder, and set out for the falls.

Jane revived when she felt cold water hit her skin.

"AWWRP" she screeched as she felt tough hands rubbing the cold water all over her body. Tarzan was WASHING her! She realized she couldn't hear anything because of the thundering of a waterfall not far away. They were in a clear pool of water, about thigh deep. Tarzan had one hand clamped on her left forearm and was running his hands all over her body! His hands felt huge and hard, like a pumice stone. She shivered as the hand ran over her buttocks and up her back, then around and down her side.

He looked at her, frowning and let go of her arm. Then he used both hands, running one up the outside of her leg and the other up the inside. He went all the way up and she gasped as his hand touched her vaginal lips. But they didn't linger there, moving right back down. Then the other leg got washed and again his hand clearly contacted her vulva.

She stood on tiptoes and spread her legs, trying to get away from his hands, but that only opened her up more. Tarzan scooped up a handful of water and splashed it directly on her mons, washing her pubic hair, his fingers cupped, the fingertips mashing into her pussy lips. Jane squawked, but before she could react his fingers were gone.

She blushed at the same time she realized he was only washing her, and that his movements had nothing to do with sex. She glanced at his penis, and saw it was limp, swinging between his legs. His balls had tucked up inside him in the cold water. Then her thoughts were torn asunder as his hands washed her breasts. She felt a ball of warmth explode in her abdomen as his rough hands scraped across her tender nipples nipples no man had ever touched. The feeling was exquisite and she gasped at the tingles of pleasure she felt. But then his hands moved on. He dunked her in the pool and she came up gasping and choking.

Then, almost tenderly, he examined every inch of her body. He was obviously looking for something. He checked in her scalp, under her arms, all over her body. He even made her raise one leg and he peered directly at her sex. She blushed again at this, but was so overcome with events that she just did as he directed her to. Then he looked puzzled and stared into her eyes. "You ... pain?" he stuttered.

"No" she said, puzzled herself.

His fingers touched from each eye, down each cheek "You ... cry."

Suddenly Jane felt a rush of warmth for this savage man. He had seen her crying by the bush and thought she was in some pain or injured somewhere. All the events of the past day came rushing down on her and she felt tears starting again. She didn't want him to see them, knew he'd misunderstand again. Instead she moved to him, took him in her arms and buried her face in his chest.

Tarzan didn't understand. There was nothing wrong with the woman. He had checked everywhere and she was uninjured. Then she attacked him, but this time it wasn't really an attack. It was the "I like you" movement. He realized she was warm and soft, even in the cold water. He put his arms around her too. He did like her. She was odd, but she felt good to hold. He began to lead her out of the water. She stumbled and almost fell.

She was so clumsy! He just picked her up and carried her like a baby. Jane felt Tarzan's arms go around her and suddenly she felt safe. She didn't understand, but she sensed he was a decent man. And she couldn't survive by herself. She'd have to teach him some more language and then, when they could talk, there'd be fewer misunderstandings. She felt him pulling her to the bank, but tripped on a rock. In an instant she was cradled in his arms. She let her face turn into his chest and let him carry her. It had been a long day. Her stomach was full and now she wanted to sleep. He stopped at a plant and picked several leaves from it. He popped three into his mouth and chewed, handing her three more. She held them, but didn't eat them. He chewed as he walked and then spat out the chewed leaves. She looked at them and then at him, a question in her eyes. He leaned his face close to hers and breathed into her face. His breath smelled clean and sweet. He nodded at the leaves. She put them in her mouth and chewed. By the time they got to the tree with the platform in it she spat the leaves out. They made her mouth feel clean and fresh.Tarzan just slung her over a shoulder and scampered up the tree, like she was no more than a sack of grain. She grunted as he moved, but it wasn't so bad. Then he laid her down in the soft grass and she closed her eyes. Jane woke up. It was dark. It was quiet. No, not quiet. She could hear the falls off in one direction. But otherwise it was very still. She felt Tarzan's body next to hers and realized her back was to his front and a lot of her naked body was touching a lot of his naked body. For some reason she concentrated on her buttocks, and felt his penis pressed against her. Her face felt warm and she realized she was blushing. If only her friends could see her now. Naked, cuddled up to the fierce and legendary Tarzan of the Apes. She concentrated on that thick penis pressing against her and felt the surge of heat in her loins again. She realized she was getting damp ... down there. She squirmed, trying to back up against his warmth.Her friends would never believe this. She drifted back to sleep. Tarzan came awake, instantly alert. Jane was moving around. His nose twitched. There was an odor a new odor an odor that was strangely exciting to him. He sniffed and turned his head, sniffing again, trying to locate the source of this new and interesting odor. He heard Jane's breathing return to sleep rhythm and carefully moved away from her. He got to his knees and turned his head this way, then that. He realized the odor was coming from Jane! Now he lowered his head, sniffing, quickly locating the place the smell was coming from. It was her sex organ. There, between her legs, an enticing, delicious smell. He put his nose closer, sniffing the wonderful new smell. Jane rolled on her back, her legs spreading slightly in her sleep. Now Tarzan could put his nose almost directly into the source of the odor. He felt the urge to lick her sex organ, to taste her. His tongue came out and probed. She tasted good! Maybe she was in heat?! Maybe this was what a human woman smelled like when she was in heat and wanted to be bred.

He'd seen his brother the Gorilla have sex lots of times. The bull sat and the female climbed onto his lap, facing him. He wasn't clear on what happened then. He'd tried to see but the bull snarled at him when he got too close. He thought the bull's penis went into the female's sex organ. At least that's what it looked like. But after that things went so quickly that it was over before he could tell what else they did. He began to lick Jane's pussy.Jane was having a wonderful dream. She was lying in the sun, and it was beating down on her, making her warm all over. She was naked in the dream, but that wasn't unusual. She was naked a lot in her dreams. The sun was making her extra hot between her legs. She wanted to spread them, to let the sun play on her hidden parts, to make them warm too. She spread her legs wide in her dream.Tarzan wanted to keep licking Jane forever. She tasted better than anything he'd ever tasted. Her legs spread apart for him and he put his whole face into her sex organ, rubbing it around, getting the sweet smelling juice all over his face. His tongue found a place where he could stick it into her and he did that, excited that this caused more of the delicious juice to come out of her. He felt his own sex organ begin to stiffen. It got stiff in the mornings, but this time it felt different. In the mornings he'd go to the elimination place and do that and his sex organ went soft again immediately. But now he didn't need to eliminate, and his sex organ was very, very hard. He wondered if he should put his sex organ in the hole he had found between Jane's legs. He didn't think it would fit. Her hole was very small and tight and his sex organ was very much larger than that. He contented himself with licking Jane's pussy. There was a pair of lips there, like the lips on her face, but softer. And he found at the top of those lips a bump that was fun to tease with his tongue. When he teased it Jane made funny noises and her hips moved.Jane woke up from her dream, only to find that it was no dream. Her vagina was on fire! She was confused. It was dark. Well, she could see, but only by starlight. Then she realized Tarzan was between her legs. His mouth was on her pussy and he was licking her! She felt dizzy. Part of her wanted to shout and strike out at his perversion. But it felt so wonderful! She'd heard about this kind of thing before, but she'd never believed anyone would actually do it. But there he was, and he sounded like he was having just as much fun as she was. His mouth was sloshing through her pussy, making "Mmmmmmm" sounds. His tongue settled on one special spot and her hips jerked, out of her conscious control. "Ohhhhhhh" she moaned. That felt SOOOOO good. There was pressure building inside her body. It was almost like he was blowing something into her body down there, that was causing her nerves to swell. She felt her insides crawling, trying to burst out of her skin. She began gasping for air. If he kept this up she was going to burst apart. Her hands went to his hair, pulling her to him, then pushing him away. She couldn't decide what to do. She wanted this to go on forever, but she knew if it did she'd explode. The word "Orgasm" flitted through her mind. Was this what they were talking about? Was this an orgasm? If an orgasm was any more intensive than this it would just kill her. She had to make him stop, just for a minute. Just long enough to get some air in her lungs. She pulled on his head and groaned "Oh Tarzan".He felt her come awake. He felt her hands in his hair, pulling him harder into her sex. She wanted this. Yes, she was in heat. That meant he had to try to put his sex organ in that tiny little hole. He didn't know what would happen after that, but he knew he'd have to be careful. He didn't want to hurt her. He'd seen what the females did to the males that hurt them. It was ugly. She called his name and pulled on his head. It must be time.Tarzan's head came out from between her legs and Jane sighed. She pulled his face up to hers, wanting to kiss him for making her feel so good. She realized her juices would be on his lips, but suddenly didn't care. She knew instinctively he wouldn't know how to kiss ... what a kiss was. At the exact instant her lips touched his, she felt that mammoth penis of his nudge into her vaginal opening.Tarzan did know how to kiss. He'd seen the villagers do that a lot. He didn't know why, but they seemed to enjoy it a lot. The gorillas rubbed their faces together during sex, so that must be what it was for. When Jane kissed him he felt his sex organ poke into hers. It was time. Jane tried to pull in a breath to say "No". He'd kill her with that thing! And she was a virgin. She couldn't lose her virginity this way! But his lips closed over hers and she couldn't breathe. His animal magnetism overwhelmed her. His sweet breath and the taste of her own excitement combined to make her kiss him back. Her hands went to his back, her nails digging in. His penis began to push it's way into her. She felt an ache as her pussy mouth was stretched. Then sharp pain, like the sting of many bees in one place, as his invading penis destroyed her hymen.Jane's mouth was sucking the life out of Tarzan. He'd never felt like this before. This was even better than the feeling after winning a battle. And as his sex organ began penetrating hers he felt wet heat surrounding him. Her hands went to his back. She bared her claws, warning him, digging them in, telling him to go slowly. He stopped when he felt them, and felt her begin to relax, to stretch. He might fit after all. He'd just have to go slowly.Jane was paralyzed. She had just lost her virginity in a way thoroughly unplanned. It had hurt! But already the pain was fading to a dim whisper in her head... still there, but not important any more. There were other things she was feeling now. Good things. Exciting things. Her head kept telling her to scream and beat him away from her. But her body loved everything that was happening to her. Now his invading member hurt only a tiny bit. The first quarter of it was already inside her, and she wasn't dying after all. Her hips wanted to thrust up, to make her pussy climb up onto that rigid spear. She wanted MORE in her, not less. She knew that what had been her hymen was probably bleeding. Still, her hips wanted to arch, to open. His kiss was sweet and tender. He could have rammed himself into her with no regard to her, but he didn't. She felt her heart burst with joy and she let her hips do what they wanted to. Tarzan felt a tightness in his scrotum, an urge to bury his member inside Jane's soft hot sex. But her nails were still digging into his back and he knew he had to control his urge. He pushed a little more, felt resistance as her tight small opening tried to keep him out. Then he pulled back to let her body relax. As he went back in her hips thrust up and suddenly half his penis was sheathed in her buttery depths. She cried out a cry of pain and her claws dug in deeper. He tried to back out, to let her rest, but her hips kept thrusting, again and again, hunching her sex up onto his. She wanted more. He gave it to her. He leaned into her and pushed, steadily, slowly, until he was buried in her.Jane was dizzy with pain and lust and the urge to scream in joy. It had hurt to be stretched so much, but that pain too was fading away. Part of her mind was stunned that losing her cherished virginity had been nothing like she was afraid it would be. And then she felt her innards move aside as his bull penis penetrated her completely. She couldn't control her hips and she distinctly felt like she was slowly being skewered by something hot and hard and soft all at the same time.This was beyond wonderful. There were no words for this. The pressure built as his penetration went deeper. Now she knew it was this that would finish her. She felt the need to be stuffed with thick hard penis. It was pushing her toward a cliff and she was looking forward to falling over it. Every iota of awareness in her body was centered in her pussy as the invader filled her to bursting.Tarzan couldn't believe how good this felt. When he was all the way inside Jane he stopped. He felt something travel through his penis, making the pain inside it ease. He felt whatever it was ooze out of the tip of his organ. Now, suddenly he wanted to move. He started to pull out of her, because that felt good. But he didn't want to come all the way out, so when he was almost out he pushed back in.That felt even better. He began to stroke in and then out... in and then out... in and then out... Tarzan was moving in her. The word "fucking" came to her mind. Yes, Tarzan was fucking her. Her virginity was gone, and now she was glad. Had she known how wonderful this would feel she'd have arranged for her virginity to be gone long ago. As he moved in her she could feel the bumps and ridges on his penis massaging her vaginal walls. The pressure was still building. She didn't know how much more of this she could stand. It felt TOO good. Her hips began to thrust up at his as his came down, in rhythm with his strokes. She felt the tip of his penis run into the back of her sheath, where the opening of her womb was. Fucking. She liked fucking.Now Tarzan was worried. There was something going on in his testacles. There was pressure building there, a feeling that something was going to happen. But he didn't know what. It made him want to move in and out of her faster. Now her hands were stroking his back, so he speeded up, going in deeper and harder. She began making moaning sounds, but these weren't pain sounds. He heard himself grunt as he slammed into her harder and harder. Jane knew the mechanics of intercourse. She knew by his movements that Tarzan was getting close to ejaculating... in her. She knew that this was cause for concern, that it could impregnate her. She was shocked to find that she not only didn't care, but that she couldn't wait to feel his semen enter her body. He was pounding her now, and the pressure was almost to the point where she knew something would happen. She might die, but Oh, what a way to go. Her hands stroked his back, urging him on, willing him to shoot his legendary sperm into her nubile body.Tarzan had a flitting thought that this sex business was dangerous. He wasn't paying any attention at all to the sounds of the jungle. But that thought fled as quickly as it came. Something was happening in his balls. A sweet pain had built to the point that something was going to break inside him.

Instinct caused him to plunge his rampant sex deep into Jane and then freeze. He felt his scrotum pulse and a wave of relief surged through his penis. It felt even better than elimination! His penis pulsed and pulsed again, the relieving fluid spurting out the tip and into Jane. He couldn't believe how good it felt, and he wished it would never end.He was there. There was a growl, low and feral in his throat and he jammed his long, thick rod into her one last time. Jane felt his penis swell even larger and then it jumped. Wet heat poured out of it and into her. She could feel every jet entering her. She fell over her own cliff, spinning into the void, laughing in her own mind. So THIS was an orgasm. She knew instantly that she would attempt to have many, MANY more of them.Perhaps it was because Tarzan had never ejaculated before. Perhaps it was just nature. Perhaps Tarzan's body just manufactured more semen than the average man. Whatever the reason, his seed poured into Jane in such quantities that her pussy filled, and then the lifegiving fluid was forced through her cervix and into her womb, which also filled. There was still more to absorb, but there was nowhere for it to go. So, under pressure, it traveled back down the length of his penis and spurted out, coating his balls with his thick white essence. When their thrashing eased, and the two of them cuddled in warmth, it was clear to Jane that if Tarzan continued to make love to her she would soon be pregnant.If she wasn't already. She thought about that as she drifted back to sleep, Tarzan's penis still lodged in her body. Suddenly she wasn't so anxious to get back to civilization.