Going Ape (And Not Going Back) (Patreon)

“Hey, Ken,” Venus greeted lovingly as he came through the door, doffing his jacket and flat cap. “Want to watch some TV?”

Ken made a show of glancing at his watch. “It’s a little late for the Mickey Mouse Club.”

“Oh, Ken—even I know that you can stream TV whenever you want.”

Laying back on the loveseat, she turned on the TV. Ken got a bottle of IPA from the fridge and sat down next to her. The furniture being what it was, his hip pressed against hers, but Venus didn’t mind. She never minded.

She lay against his shoulder, an amused smile on her full lips. “Always so soft. I wonder if we go to the same hair salon.”

“Probably no. I make do with that laser doohickey Bob has instead of shampoo. The rest of it—heh—guess it’s just good genes.”

“Can I ask you a personal question?”

“Go on, kid. I haven’t got much of a personal life to hide. If you wanna know whether I’ve ever flung poo, g’wan and ask. Someone might as well have some laughs about this. Can’t always be me.”

“Not an embarrassing question, silly.” She hit his pelt gently. “A personal question.”

“Ask away.”

“How many girls have you loved, anyway?”

“I don’t keep records, now…”

“After you became Gorilla Man, I mean.”

“Aw geez… now there’s a depressing thought. There aren’t many gorillas who want me for my mind and there ain’t many girls who want me for my body. Even if I am in great shape for a simian my age…”

“I don’t mean to depress you,” Venus insisted. “It’s just that since we’ve become a team, so many of us have hooked up or found someone. Obviously, your options are somewhat limited; would you like me to screw you?”

Ken almost choked on his drink, then set it on the floor. “Hey now, I’m no charity case, sister…”

“No, you’re not, not at all. I find you very attractive. Of course, I find all of the team most lovable, but it’s not like I can have congress with all of you. We wouldn’t get anything done!”

That was probably the least of the reasons they… or at least Jimmy, who Ken trusted to make the right call on these things… didn’t want Venus to be the team bicycle. They were all friends, but once everyone started screwing around, you could get to be like the X-Men.

And if they were good at their jobs, mutants wouldn’t be an endangered species every other week.

“So,” Venus continued, “I don’t think it would be so bad if just you and I had coitus. You need cheering up and I always like being in love, even if it’s only for a little bit.”

“Wait a tick,” Ken said, though he put his hands on her waist, drew her close, and stared into her beautiful eyes. “Whadda ya mean, I need cheering up? I know I got a bit of a raw deal, but it ain’t all bad. I get to fly around in a UFO, keep a full head of hair while everyone else at my high school reunion’s gone bald, save the world once in a while.”

“Yes, but everyone else on the team has that too, and so many of them have found love. While you, you had love, and you lost it…”

“What, ya mean the wife? That’s ancient history, doll…”

“We’re immortals, Ken. We know that however old history is, it yet remains history. And today, of all days…”

“What about today?”

Venus’s brow furrowed. “It is your anniversary, isn’t it?”

Ken half-smiled, chagrinned. “Son of a gun, so it is. I’d plum forgot… guess some things never changed.”

“Then I suppose you don’t need cheering up.” Venus bit her lip. “May I cheer you up anyway?”

“Heck, kid, take the night off. Let me cheer you up. You think you must be getting stir-crazy; looking for an excuse to go ape.”

He kissed her. Her lips were warm and moist. Her hands went to him and began unbuttoning his shirt.

“Don’t you dare be shy now,” she commanded. “I love how bold you are—be bold with me.”

He put his hand on a breast that was like all he’d been missing over the decades delivered to him all at once.

Venus opened up his shirt and slipped a hand inside, feeling around his hirsute chest for his nipples while Ken squeezed her left tit. He quickly used his other set of thick, leathery fingers to play in the unoccupied territory of her right breast.

Venus’s lips parted. She began to moan. “I like that,” she purred. “But I don’t want to feel my dress. I want to feel you.”

Venus’s dress was so thin and open that it was with ease that Ken narrowed it into the gap between Venus’s breasts. With them uncovered, he took hold of her bare flesh and massaged the large nipples into stiffened life. His hands were big and rough, but it did not take much finesse to titillate Venus. The very fact that she was coupling with what some might call a beast was enough to excite her.

She saw nothing degrading or unwholesome in the experience. It was simply kinky. Venus delighted in how many ways there were to be kinky.

“I’d like to see you too, you know,” Venus trilled, taking a step back to show off her large, heaving breasts.

Ken obediently failed to pursue her, instead shucking off his shirt and peeling off his pants.

Venus couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Despite all her efforts, there was not even a bulge in the fur at Ken’s groin.

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “I guess you can go down on me. I’m sure you’ll like it—”

“I haven’t waited all this time to give head, babe,” Ken assured her.

Now Venus could see a sliver of pink at his crotch. It looked like a wet noodle, just hanging down.

“Well, this is your specialty,” Ken figured. “Mind giving me some of that Viagra au naturale?”

“Sure, Ken. It’s been a while for me too. I haven’t had a primate in simply ages! Except for, you know, humans…”

Ken lay back on the loveseat and Venus took over, accepting his mouse-sized prick into her mouth. She licked and sucked; his cock buzzed but didn’t seem to grow.

“Turn over,” Venus told him. “We shouldn’t focus on that so much anyway. You’ve got a whole beautiful body for me to enjoy!”

Ken turned on his stomach and Venus started at his neck. Her lips pushed in and out of his furry hide like a snake. She worked her way lower and lower. As her tongue traveled over his ass, she put her hands on his scrotum and gave it a tug. Ken turned over onto his back and almost crushed her hand. Venus started again, this time at his rubbery lips, and worked downward. She suckled each nipple.

“Okay, girlie, let me take a turn. I’m at least that much of a gentleman.”

Venus agreeably switched places with Ken. He worked on her back, using his tongue and teeth, tenderly nibbling her soft flesh. When his tongue touched her tight pink anus, Venus let out a cry that would’ve embarrassed anyone else.

Ken moved down one leg, sucked on her toes, and went back up the other leg. Turning her over, he kissed away at her ears. His toothy maw engulfed both nipples, gnawing them as much as slurping at them. Then he opened her legs. Ken’s tongue darted out to touch her pussy lips, gently at first, then forcing them to separate and allow him unfettered access to the sweet taste within.

Venus’s toes curled. Her legs twitched. And as she worked her toned thighs, her feet almost convulsing, she brushed against a part of Ken’s anatomy that she hadn’t found in her prior exploration.

“Oh, Ken! Is that… you?”

“I know one way to find out.”

Venus squealed in excitement at the idea and Ken knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He mounted her, guiding his prick to the wettest part of her rolling mound, and pushed gently.

Her sex was tight on his newly grown erection. He barely got his cockhead inside of her before Venus cried out.

“Oh! Oh, that’s so much—gently, please, I didn’t know there would be so much! My last gorilla wasn’t so—”

“I’m Gorilla Man,” he reminded her, urging another inch of his manhood into her.

“Oh shit!” Venus gasped. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like some nice oral sex?”

“I’ll show you what I want,” Ken said, grabbing a handful of throw cushions and planting them under Venus’s ass. Then he started into her once more.

Venus screamed and it came out as a song. Her fingers pawed at Ken’s big shoulders, trying to help him get deeper into her.

“Yes! You’re huge!” she crooned. “Get the whole thing into me! I want it all! Keep going, I’m stretching, it won’t be long now!”