Sunday Snog - Tarzan of the Apes

I've been having lots of fun adding sexy scenes into Edgar Rice Burroughs wonderful novel Tarzan of the Apes. This extended version is now available so all you lovely people who, if you're like me, have always wondered what Tarzan and Jane got up to in the deepest, darkest jungle, can find out!

The Classics Exposed…

A wild man with primitive desires, will anyone be able to tame him?

A handsome English aristocrat raised in the jungle by apes, self-sufficient, thriving on danger and with a head full of unanswered questions. Where is he from? Why is he different? What will satisfy the hunger that eats away at the very core of his being and finally feed his appetite for something other than food and shelter?

A delicate American woman, expected to be the best she can be and marry well, but with a craving for adventure and exploration as well as a hope in her heart to find true love with a man who can sweep her off her feet.

When the two very different souls collide, in deepest, darkest Africa, only one thing can happen, and it’s raw and feral. Lust a common language, satisfaction the ultimate goal. But will the gentleman outshine the savage-man? Is virtue to be honoured? And when faced with a civilised decision, can Tarzan do the right thing?

Reader Advisory: This book contains one scene of dubious consent.

They stayed by the waterfall for some time like this, Tarzan enjoying touching Jane more than he had ever enjoyed anything in his life, Jane amazing herself at how comfortable she was with this wild man doing such forbidden things to her body.

Eventually she cupped his jawline in her hands and raised his attention back to her face. “Kiss me again, on my mouth,” she whispered.

Although Tarzan had no comprehension of her words, he knew well enough what she wanted. The rise of colour on her cheekbones, the parting of her lips and the wideness of her pupils was a universally known expression.

She wanted him, there was no doubt about it.

He took possession of her mouth again, causing her to fling her arms around his neck and press herself into his body. Her breasts flattened on his chest and his hard cock once again prodded into her stomach. Their tongues tangled in a wild dance, jabbing and licking, exploring and tangling.

Jane was being carried away on a wave of sexual excitement. No longer shocked by the erection nudging firmly into her abdomen, she was in awe of it, curious beyond belief. Was it real? Was that how big penises were or was Tarzan an exceptionally well-endowed individual?

“Oh,” she said into his mouth. He’d picked her up, scooping her buttocks into his hands and hoisting her in the air as though she was no heavier than a feather. Her natural reaction would have been to wrap her legs around his waist to secure herself, but being utterly naked, the modicum of modesty she had left prevented her from doing so and she remained straight as a pencil.

Tarzan waded through the water, toward the grassy bank, succeeding in continuing to kiss Jane thoroughly as their bodies emerged from the water. Eventually he laid her down on the soft grassy bank and hovered over her, his arms locked, his body resting lightly on hers.

Jane looked up at his handsome face, at the way the water hung in his hair and trickled down his neck, dripping onto her skin. His eyes were full of love and devotion, his weight resting on her the most wonderful feeling in the world, and his cock, pressing through his loincloth, she could feel its majestic strength butting onto her mound of pubic hair.

Suddenly he was kissing her again, and taking control of the kiss too. She felt as though his confidence had boosted, he knew she wanted him, that she enjoyed kissing him. But there was so much more to be had. She knew that. She wanted to be closer still, to have them become as one. Her entire body cried out for that connection, for an absolute joining with this man that outshone all others.

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Want to find out more about all the fun I had writing Tarzan and enjoy another excerpt? Head on over to my dedicated Tarzan website page. And if classics getting the hot and spicy treatment is just your thing then head on over to the Clandestine Classic blog and discover more great reads.

Thanks for stopping by this very special edition of Sunday Snog. I'm going to be giving away an pdf copy of Tarzan of the Apes to one lucky commentor - good luck and don't forget to leave your email address.