It Gets Hot in the Jungle

It was hot in the jungle. My face glistened with sweat as we chopped and trudged through thick Tanzanian undergrowth. We were going to see the chimpanzees in Gombe Stream National Park that I had been studying. It had been a year since I last saw them and I was excited to see how they had grown and changed. One chimpanzee I was especially excited to see was a young boy chimp named Timbo. He had been born only a couple weeks before I had seen him last year, and I studied him intensely, while I was there, since he had just been born. I was very excited to see how he had changed and matured in the time I had been gone. I was here with my partners, Bill Waters and John Wilkes Lincoln. They had worked with me extensively on my chimpanzee research and they were some of my closest friends. Then suddenly I saw them, in a clearing in the woods, it was the chimps. I was ecstatic but we approached them slowly so that we wouldn’t startle them. Immediately I recognized some of the adult chimpanzees I had seen last year, Bobo, Fifi, and Vern. Then I saw a chimp I knew must be Timbo, he was only about 2 feet tall, and was sitting right near one of the older chimpanzees. When he saw me he put up his arms, as if to cheer for my arrival. I was happy that he was doing so well. Then Bill came over and asked if we should start our general health checks for the chimps, I said yes, and gave my colleagues and helpers the go ahead. First, I checked up on some of the oldest chimps who were reaching the end of their lives. It was sad to know that they might die before I could return to study them again, but it was the cycle of life. After their checkups, I checked the recently matured chimps who had young chimpanzees of their own to take care of. Finally, I came to give Timbo a checkup, he looked up at me and gave a look of happiness at my arrival. After I did his checkup, I got up and started to walk away, but then suddenly he pulled on my khaki shorts. I turned around to see what was going on, and as I did he lifted up his hand to me. He seemed to want me to follow him somewhere. I was hesitant at first, but I knew that these monkeys had come to trust me, so I could trust them. So I rested my hand on his and started to follow him. We walked for a few minutes before we came upon a big cave. It had a large rock that jutted out over the entrance, and vines had climbed up the rocks outside the cave. I wondered what he could be wanting to show me here? Then he led me slowly into the cave, it wasn’t very big, but as we entered I immediately felt a bit cooler. It was very nice after being in the hot sun for so long. As I observed the cave, suddenly Timbo wrapped his other arm around my waist. I had never seen a monkey do this before and I started to panic. Then he started to pull me down onto the floor. I had no idea what he was doing, my left arm was pressed up against my side and my right arm was in his hand. Then I remembered the clicker in my left pocket, I reached my hand down into my pocket and clicked it twice, a signal to stop. But he didn’t stop. By now I was sitting down, and then he started to press me into a lying position. “Why didn’t he stop?” I wondered. But then I remembered that he was still very young and hadn’t been trained with the clicker yet. “What do I do now?” I thought to myself. Then I froze, I looked down and noticed his left hand was reaching towards my pants. I dared not move, I didn’t know what his next move would be. He proceeded to carefully maneuver his fingers and he grabbed my zipper, then slowly he unzipped my pants. I had never seen a chimp do this or heard of any other monkeys doing this. Suddenly, a thought came to my mind, one that I had never thought about a monkey before. “Was he trying to have sex with me?” I didn’t think that it was possible, I was sure that chimps only showed affection towards other chimps. But I thought about it some more. “I was one of the first humans he saw, and his brain was still developing last year. Maybe he thought I was… one of them.” After he finished unzipping my pants he carefully pulled off my pants and underwear. I was naked waist down. I was really panicking now and I started to cry. I could see a look of worry in his eyes, and he started to rub my arm with his free hand, hoping to calm me down. Suddenly I started to calm down more, his big leathery hands felt so nice on my skin and I hadn’t felt a feeling like this before. Then I looked down and I noticed that he was positioning himself in a way that I thought a chimp would do only on another chimp. He was positioning himself… for sex. Then he positioned his penis over my vagina. I was worried, “He’s too young,” I thought, “Surely he wouldn’t.” But then suddenly he inserted his penis into me. He put it in so deep that none of his penis was showing. The sensation I felt was so wonderful, that I immediately stopped crying and started moaning. His leathery penis felt almost like a french tickler, but so much better. It was better than the sensation any human man could provide me. I didn’t think about the consequences this might have if somebody found out. I was only thinking about the moment we were having right now. It was absolutely wonderful. I looked up at Timbo and a big grin was plastered across his face. It made me happy to see him happy. We were both happy together. After a few minutes of this, he started to unbutton my shirt, and I didn’t even care. Once I was completely naked, he proceeded to do something that made me extra happy. He reached one of his hands into some nearby mud, and he laid it right on my breasts. It was warm from being in the sun, and it felt so good when he rubbed it on me. His big leathery hands felt so good and my titties thanked him. We were having so much fun, when all of sudden I heard Bill calling my name. “Jane?” I started to panic, I didn’t know how close he was. The chimp knew we were in deep trouble and immediately he got off of me. Quickly, he gave me my pants and shirt and I redressed myself. What would I tell him when he found me here? It had been an hour and I couldn’t think of an excuse. However, I had an idea. I signaled for the chimp to start calling for help. “Ahh, Ahh, Ahh.” He started to yell. Then I layed down on the ground, face in the dirt, to make it look as though I had hit my head and passed out. Then I heard him come in. “What happened,” he said to himself in a panicked voice. Then, he came over and rolled me over. I pretended to wake up, “What happened?” I said drearily. “I don’t know,” said Bill, “I heard Timbo yelling and I rushed over here as fast as I could. You must’ve hit your head and passed out,” he said, “It’s a good thing Timbo was with you.” I looked over at Timbo and we winked at each other, knowing that our plan had worked splendidly. “Let's go back to the camp,” he said as he helped me up. Several more times during our 2 week stay, I had sex with Timbo and each time was better than the last. We made sure to keep our sessions short though, so that we wouldn’t arouse suspicion. On our last day as we left the chimps, I gave Timbo a goodbye wave and he waved back. Then we winked at each other, knowing that we had successfully kept our secret hidden.