You must have read about it, it was in all the news. The first part, anyway.
It is unfair and insulting to call her the “Monkey Girl of Peru” as the news outlets did. She lived with them in the wild, yes, and while no one knows exactly how long she must have had humans to care for her at some point. Going by her condition and teeth she was at least twenty years of age, not accounting for an all organic diet and plenty of fresh air. Tourists have been going missing in the forest for longer than that. But yes, if you need to be a stickler for details she lived with a troupe of monkeys in the amazon rainforest for a respectable amount of time. She doesn’t talk and she may never. She’s in phenomenal shape and while skinny with small breasts she could take on any olympic swimmer or sprinter in the world and probably give them a run for their medals. Her black hair is cut into a nonspecific ‘womans cut’ presumably by the people who found her and she has an enviable all over tan that makes her race quite ambiguous. At this point she has learned to walk on two legs but she still eats with her hands and has a tendency to bare her teeth when she meets someone new.
And who am I? My name is… Not important. I consider myself a British gentleman of good standing and I was doing my internship as a nurse near the Amazon when I got assigned to her. Of course I’d followed the news and was aware she was being kept somewhere in the hospital but my supervisor, another wild woman only academical in nature, had winked at me and instructed me to head to the far wing of the hospital.
“She bites.” I’d been told. “Don’t be afraid to bite her back, that seems to work.”
The other nurses were all female, and I found myself in a large room labelled “OFF LIMITS” where a scattering of toys and furniture had been strewn. The Monkey Gi- I mean Susanna as she’d recently been christened – sat hunched by the window, chewing absently on a stick of celery. She was wearing pale blue hospitals issue shirt and pants, currently smeared with a healthy amount of what I hoped was chocolate pudding.
“Hello.” I said, introducing myself as I’d been instructed to do. She looked me over cautiously, and dropped her head to take a bite of celery. I stood, exuding what I hoped was calm, watching her. She turned her back on me and continued chewing her celery. I took a cautious step forward, the girl looked over her shoulder at me suspiciously, before offering me the celery. I declined, stating I’d eaten breakfast already. She looked at me, and then made a noise. I looked back at the other nurses.
“Well I’ll be.” Said the first nurse. “Thats the nicest she’s been to anyone in days.” I turned back and stared down at this incredible specimen of biology – and woman- and I could see one eye staring back from under her hair. “Say, since you two seem to be getting along great, mind if Barb and I go have a smoke? Great thanks.” The two nurses disappeared before I had a chance to raise my objections. I turned and looked at Susanna. She’d dropped her celery and knuckled over to see where the two nurses had gone.
“Well. Please don’t bite me.” I smiled, closed lipped recalling something I’d read about chimpanzees and dominance. Susanna stood up, showing her to be slightly shorter than me. Her nipples were… Quite erect, and she watched me staring and then trying not to stare, and then staring for a bit more. She walked over to me, and gestured I squat down with her. I did so, annoyingly aware of the semi-erection in my pants. When I was squatting down, she turned around, pushed her butt into my face and pulled down her pants to suddenly press wet vagina into my face. I gasped and fell back, and she came over to me, hospital issue pants still around her knees. She ran a careful knuckle down my check and pressed a finger into my mouth. I tasted salt.
For a moment shock paralyzed me and this woman suddenly looked quite concerned. I stood as best I could considering she was pawing at me and her butt was still hanging out. Suddenly my brain kicked in: what if the nurses came back at that moment? I’d be accused of molesting the poor girl, no one would believe I was the Molestee. Panicked, I reached out and pulled her pants as best I could back up, but by god there was a wet spot in the crotch. I’d never seen a woman that aroused -not that British women are the pinnacle of arousal- and I didnt know how to feel. But then Susanna pressed her face into my neck and I froze waiting for the death bite. But she just nuzzled, apparently having communicated her message clearly enough. We stood like that for a moment until I heard the door open.
“Holy fuck.” A nurse said. “You must be a helluva charmer.” I thanked every saint I knew that Susanna’s pants were up and her legs were together. As it was an erect nipple still pressed into my chest.
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That night I awoke in the dark still smelling – and tasting – Susanna. I desperately tried masturbating, god knows my cock was hard enough. But ideas kept creeping into my mind. They’d given me a key to her room, there was no guard. She was just asleep in a good sized room on the fourth floor. There was no reason I couldn’t… No, she’d rip my face off. Would she? She’d communicated pretty clearly before. And she was an incredible example of woman. Oddly her forthrightness was quite appreciated. One never knows a lady’s opinions of oneself. Except in this case. And wow she’d been aroused. I couldn’t recall my scant reading on simian mating but many monkey -and ape- species had mating rituals of a similarly exhibitionistic manner. And god her pussy would be tight.
I crept from my room and across the town to the hospital, used my keys to get in the side door and locked the door behind me. The stairwell was naturally unguarded and I took the steps two at a time. I knew from gossip guards had been taken off her due to budget cuts, she was all alone on the foirth floor at night.
I let myself into her room. She was asleep on the bed though she’d made the bed into a sort of nest. As I entered I saw her head look up in the moonlight.
“Hello.” I whispered, though god knows why. I could have screamed and no one would have heard.
“H’ro.” She whispered in the dark. I felt my heart melt. She emerged from her blanket nest and I could see she was naked. My heart was racing in my chest. I squatted down to meet her and she rested her head in the crook of my neck. I stroked her hair, wondering if the poor thing was just lonely and looking for any form of friendly contact. Then she turned around again and I could smell her. She fit herself between my legs and I could feel her ass run itself along the erection in my pants. I moaned, feeling something in me give. I stood and shrugged off my shirt, my pants, my erection springing out. She gave a laugh and took my hand, pulling me toward her bed. She scrambled on and pointed her butt at my face. I leaned over and let my tongue run across her labia, while my nose mashed against her asshole. She smelled of hospital soap, pussy, and distantly of farts. She moaned and directed herself towards my cock. I couldn’t resist.
We were going to fuck doggy-style, or monkey style I guess. She wasn’t quite wet enough so I forced myself in, helped by her insistance and guttural moaning. Once my cock was completely in I withdrew, letting her juices coat herself. And then I really got into it. Into her. She made gutteral, primal noises as I fucked her and I felt her pussy start to clench onto me. That was when I lost it, into her, completely and totally. She came as well, whimpering and coughing, pussy spasming. I fell onto her and we both fell onto the bed. She cuddled into me and almost immediately began to snore.I drifted asleep and then awoke with a start. What had I just done?