Donkey Kong & Peach: Primal Union

      Author's Note 3

      Chapter Three is finally complete! Thanks for anyone who was patiently waiting for the conclusion, I hope you'll be satisfied with it. If you like my stuff, please rate & review as I need the feedback. Peace out people!

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      Chapter Three – Free Spirit

      After the brief media storm had died down about the incident, Peach’s life had more-or-less returned to normal. Tedious social functions and lounging around the palace still made up the majority of her days, although her father had ordered even stricter rules about her going out in the evenings. Had he known the full story about what had happened he would have quite likely locked her up and thrown away the key, before taking some of his best men to track down and kill the ape. It was easy to conceal the full truth from her and the press, what with her having been away from prying eyes for the few hours during which it occurred.
      However, she found herself unable to shut the events of the ‘incident’ from her mind. It was not merely from the realisation that she had had the best sex of her life with a forceful oversized ape, but also that it had been the probably the most interesting night of her life. Although sex was one of the few things that made her feel like a normal human being and not an example-setting public figurehead, she had felt so much more alive when she was with him. She had felt about as far away from her joyless life as a princess as she could possibly imagine, and it had made her spirit soar.
      She constantly thought about her ape lover as if she was pining for her man away-from-home. She had heard stories of women falling in love with their rapists, but there was more to how she felt. She kept thinking back to the moment he had leapt from the building and away from her, wondering about what would have happened if he had scooped her up and taken her to live with him in the jungle. Away from prying eyes, she would live naked with her big and strong mate, sexually satisfying each other anytime they wanted, living a free and natural life. Many nights did she lie alone in her bed, pleasuring herself to these very un-princess-like dreams.
      Days dragged by slowly and more painfully then before. Her life was dull before, but after having her mind opened by the kind of life she could be leading, it was almost unbearable. Lying in her four-poster bed one night, depressed and unfulfilled and readying to escape at least temporarily into self-pleasuring again, she became aware of some deep thuds outside of her room. Climbing out of bed in her skimpy silk nightdress, she went to her window. Looking out from her turret room, she could see a dark hulking figure padding up to the castle wall. Scared but watching intently in an effort to identify this mass, it scrambled up the two-story wall quietly but clumsily, obviously trying to remain undetected. As it pulled itself up onto of the wall and into better light, her heart nearly jumped from her chest as she recognised it as him; her ape lover. Looking around at this new vantage point, her whole body flushed with excitement; he must be looking for her.
      Pushing open her large bedroom window, her instinct was to call to him. However, she realised that she did not have a name for him and hesitated at getting his attention. Thinking fast, she grabbed a vase of flowers from her desk and threw it out the window, and it shattered on the castle wall.
      The ape’s head snapped toward the sound, quickly spotting where in had come from. The startled look on his face dissolved as he padded over to her window, clearly happy to see her. He quickly squeezed through, apparently still concerned about being spotted.
      Almost immediately, Peach reached up and threw her arms around his neck.
      ‘You’ve no idea how much I’ve wanted to see you again.’ She said, almost in tears. He stood a little confused and inanimate, but he seemed pleased to be in her presence once again.
      Suddenly, a thrilling thought came over her. The would-be tears vanished from her eyes, and a wicked smile came across her face. She could make love to him in her own bed right now. Have this beast fuck her right here in the castle, her prim and proper prison. In the same building as her oppressive father, although he would never know.
      As the raw feeling of arousal crept over her with these thoughts, she took her mate by his big leathery hand and backed slowly towards her bed. He followed where he was being led, that familiar uncomprehending expression on his face. His confusion would not last long, as Peach seductively lowered the stringy shoulder straps of her nightdress, letting the garment fall to the floor. She now stood before him as naked as nature intended, her snow-white flesh aching to be touched by him.
      She laid back onto her soft bed, her heart beating hard behind her heaving breasts. Her mate had clearly gotten the point, as he followed her onto the bed. As he laid down on top of her, the sensations of his warm coarse fur brushing against her naked skin gave her goose bumps of pleasure.
      She looked up into his big dumb eyes, his warm breath on her face and his already erect member digging into her thigh. She was nervous but there was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to do this with him again.
      Wrapping her arms around his big torso, she pulled him down into a wild kiss, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. Although it felt strange at first, given his larger mouth and jaw, the sensation of his large warm tongue dancing with hers soon made it worthwhile.
      After their long passionate kiss, he began to explore her body as he had before, beginning by trailing kiss from her delicate white neck, down between her marvellous breasts. She moaned under his touch as his great leathery hands took to kneading her mounds, the roughness of his skin on hers creating sparks of pleasure on two of her most sensitive body parts.
      Finding herself more than appropriately wet and unable to wait much longer for him to be inside her, she wrapped her legs his waist and pulled his hips in towards hers. He looked into her eyes as if checking for confirmation of that hint.
      ‘Yes, please… take me now.’ She uttered to him. He then took hold of his beastly throbbing cock and lined it up with her awaiting womanhood.
      A groan left her mouth as his large head pushed past her nether lips, the shock of how far her walls were being stretched again proportionate to that of pleasure. Slowly and sensually he sheathed his inhumanly sized member inside her, all the while allowing Peach to watch his brown fur and hid contrast with her delicate white skin. Then, slowly but surely he began to pull back, and upon reaching her entrance thrust deep back inside, then repeated this patiently building up his rhythm.
      The sensations were overloading Peach’s mind. Not only was she being ravished by this large man-like creature with the biggest cock she’d ever known, but she was doing it in her own bed, something she could never have done before given her father’s strict monitoring of who she returned to the castle with.
      Her mate’s ministrations were now up to a heady pace, each bestial thrust causing her headboard to thump into the wall as they grunted and groaned together. She was writhing beneath his actions, wildly and rhythmically bucking her hips allowing for quicker and deeper penetrations.
      Feeling both extremely elated and confident with him, she decided to take some initiative. Giving his arm a notary squeeze, he stopped his thrusts into her, with that confused look on his face again. Pushing him back and out of her temporarily, she then proceeded to press him down onto the bed next to her, before straddling his lap. Her knees planted either side of his hips, she used one hand to line his thick cock as she began to lower herself onto it. She let out a welcoming moan as his now well-lubricated dick slipped in easily, and she quickly enveloped it’s entirety inside her. After briefly getting reacquainted with it, she began to roll her hips back and forth, bending and stretching it inside her. He let out an appreciative moan, probably glad that she had made them change positions.
      She felt amazing, her hands travelling through her dishevelled blonde hair with her eyes closed, as she continued to writhe on his huge dick. She felt his rough warm hands on her breasts now, squashing and squeezing her mammaries in rhythm with her gyrations.
      Soon though, she wanted to increase the pace. Leaning forward slightly and planting her palms on his thick chest, she began to bounce up and down on her knees, assaulting his rod over and over. Her milky white breasts jiggled in time with her motions, providing her mate something interesting to look at. His hands had now travelled to her hips, taking some of the effort away from her hard downward thrusts onto his cock.
      Peach was in ecstasy the entire time. Right now she felt like the ultimate bad girl, finding herself in this deliciously dirty position with a large wild ape, all right under her father’s figurative nose. She had entirely lost herself in the moment, impaling herself again and again on her mate’s bestial rod and making as much noise about it as she liked. It’s not like anyone would hear them through the stone walls and across the large spacious rooms and halls of the castle.
      When the ape became tired of this position, he pushed her off his as she has done with him before, to put her in a new position. As she sat on her knees, waiting to see what he was going to do, he shuffled around behind her also on his knees and took her by the hips. Automatically knowing what was coming next, Peach went down on to her elbows, ready to accept his species’ preferred mating position. She let out a low throaty moan as he slickly sheathed his entirety all the way inside her again, her soft ass cheeks contacting his taught stomach. Wasting no time he began to thrust into her wildly, bucking her hips back and forth with his hands to provide deeper and easier penetrations. Their bodies made delightfully loud slapping sounds as they rocked together, her magnificent mammaries swinging back and forth as her headboard slammed harder and faster against the wall than ever before.
      Peach now felt totally at one with him, being fucked by him like he would one of his own species in the wild. It made the sex even better to imagine that she was not a princess, but just his mate being ravished in the jungle outside of her stuck-up and judgemental society.
      Regular cries of pleasure were beginning to escape her mouth with his every assault on her. She could feel that tingling release building up deep inside her, and she knew that she was near. Sensing this from her moans, her mate increased his wild thrusting to a tempo she didn’t thought he could do, slamming into her frantically fast.
      ‘Oh yes!’ She cried aloud, his powerful new thrusts bringing her climax toward her ever faster. He too was breathing extremely fast whilst letting out deep repeating grunts as he pounded her ass cheeks, all the while the bed sounding like it was in danger of collapsing under the power their love-making.
      Before Peach knew it, that all-encompassing endorphin wave could no longer be held. She threw back her head, blonde straggled locks and all, and let out a long bestial cry. At the same time, her mate made one final thrust all the way inside her, belting out a room shakingly-loud roar as he fired his huge load, just as her walls clamped down on him like a vice…

      Peach awoke with a cold feeling of déjà vu as her eyes fluttered open. Once again, the warmth of her mate’s body had left her, and she lay naked and alone. She bolted upright, remembering the conclusion to their first night together. Her eyes were quickly drawn to her window, where his dim silhouette was climbing out into the dusky morning. He was leaving her again.
      ‘Wait!’ she said without thinking, jumping from her bed. Her mate stopped and faced her, before she took one of his hands and tugged until he got down from the window frame.
      ‘Are you going back to where you live… back to the wild?’ she asked, knowing she wouldn’t get an answer. She received the usual blank expression on his face. She slipped her comparatively dainty hands into his. ‘I want to go with you… live with you as your mate.’ Again, no response.
      ‘Stay there.’ She said, realising there was something she had to do before they left, if she could even get him to take her. She went to her desk, grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and scrawled a quick farewell note to her father, explaining that she was going to start a better life and not to come and find her. She did this fast as she wanted to make sure her mate did not leave without her, signing the letter and chucking the pen down.
      She hurried back to him, although he had not moved in the time she took to scribble her goodbye note. Frustrated and trying to find a way to communicate her want to him, she put her arms around his neck and jumped off the floor. As she had hoped, he moved his arms to cradle her to prevent her from landing back on the floor.
      She looked up into his face, and then pointed towards the open window.
      ‘Let’s go… take me to your home.’ She said firmly.
      After a few seconds of staring at that dumb-looking expression, eventually he began to move towards the window. Peach briefed a sigh of relief, finally relaxing in his warm fuzzy arms. She closed her eyes and rested her head against his big strong chest, as he carried her out of the bedroom window and into her new life.

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