Jane Porter (Tarzan) 💘 150 img (Patreon)

Jane stepped cautiously through the dense undergrowth, her bare feet treading softly on the damp earth of the jungle floor. She wore nothing but a short red top that barely covered her breasts and a red loincloth tied around her slender waist. The sun filtered through the canopy overhead, dappling light across her smooth skin.

Suddenly, she heard a rustling in the bushes ahead. Her heart raced as Tarzan emerged from the foliage, his muscular chest glistening with sweat. He strode towards her confidently, his eyes roaming over her scantily clad form.

"I've been waiting for you," Jane purred, biting her lower lip seductively.

Tarzan growled low in his throat and pulled her into his strong arms. Their lips crashed together in a heated kiss as he lifted her up against the trunk of a nearby tree. Jane wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding herself against him.

Breaking the kiss, Tarzan trailed his mouth down to her neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin. His hands cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her top before tugging it aside to expose them fully. He captured a pert nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it until Jane was writhing with need.

"Please Tarzan," she gasped out. "I want you so badly."

With a feral grin, he lowered her to the ground and knelt before her. In one swift movement, he pulled off his loincloth, revealing his impressive manhood standing at attention. Jane reached out and wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, stroking it slowly as she gazed up at him from beneath long lashes.

Leaning forward, she ran the flat of her tongue along the underside of his length before swirling it around the swollen head. Tarzan groaned deeply, tangling his fingers in her hair to urge her on. Jane took him into her mouth inch by delicious inch until he hit the back of her throat.

She began bobbing her head, suckling and licking as she worked him with lips and tongue. Salty-sweet drops of pre-cum dribbled onto her taste buds, spurring her to take him even deeper. Tarzan's grunts of pleasure echoed through the jungle.

Jane could feel him growing harder against her palate, his shaft pulsing urgently in her mouth. She redoubled her efforts, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked him with abandon. Her hand pumped what couldn't fit past her lips while the fingers of her other hand gently fondled his heavy sack.

"Oh Jane," Tarzan groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. "You feel so incredible."

Encouraged by his reaction, Jane increased her pace, taking him to the hilt over and over until she felt the first telltale twitches signaling his impending release. She held him deep in her throat and sucked harder, determined to drink down every drop of his essence.

With a primal roar that seemed to shake the very trees around them, Tarzan exploded, sending thick ropes of hot seed spurting across Jane's tongue and down her throat. She swallowed rapidly, milking every last bit from him until he finally began to soften between her lips.

Jane released him slowly and sat back on her heels with a satisfied smile, licking her lips clean of his spend. Tarzan gazed down at her with undisguised hunger in his eyes as he caught his breath.

"On your hands and knees," he commanded, his voice rough with desire.

Jane quickly complied, positioning herself before him with her pert rear raised invitingly. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her exposed flesh as he ran a hand slowly down her spine.

"Please Tarzan," Jane breathed, glancing back at him over her shoulder. "Take me."

With a deep growl, Tarzan positioned himself behind her and slowly pushed forward, his thick shaft stretching her tight rear entrance. Jane cried out at the exquisite burn, the pleasure quickly building as he sank deeper inside her.

He began pumping in and out of her, setting a deep, steady rhythm that had them both panting with desire. Their primal coupling grew more frenzied, skin slapping against skin, grunts and moans mingling with the cries of exotic birds.

As his thrusts became erratic, Jane knew he was close. "Come inside me," she urged, her voice ragged. "I want to feel you."

With a final powerful surge, Tarzan buried himself to the hilt and stilled as hot seed erupted deep within her. Jane shuddered in response, her own climax crashing over her in waves of exquisite bliss.

They remained locked together for several long moments, catching their breath amidst the afterglow. Finally, Tarzan slipped out of her and pulled Jane up into his strong arms once more.