The Jungle Boy

Chapter 29

Making love to a Goddess

Additional warning: This chapter is the sex scene. You can skip if you would prefer.

"Helga...can we make love?"

She gasped when she felt him right by her stomach. Her insides tingled with pleasure and excitement, while her heart beat vigorously at his question. He wants to make love to me...! Oh, we might have before he left if he wasn't so... Shaking that memory from her mind, Helga reconnected their lips, taking hold the nape of his neck firmly but gently, kissing him deeply. When she pulled away, she looked into his eyes, her own azure orbs hazed with lust and longing. "Gods yes... make love to me, Arnold... Please... I want you so bad..."

"As you wish, my goddess…" he whispered, blushing at his words, lifting her hand to place a kiss upon it. Helga's blue eyes widened and a blush crossed her cheeks as Arnold then tried to lift her top cloth up. He was having a bit of trouble though and so he grabbed his dagger from his side. Helga's skin then jumped at the feeling of the sharp dagger against her skin, and she couldn't help but get excited about it as the cloth was cut in half. Throwing the dagger to the side, Arnold stared at her as he lifted the clothe away from her upper body. He looked down at her creamy skin, her perky breasts. They were large or at least he thought so. Her nipples were a beautiful shade of pink, they were hard from the excitement and cool air. "...You're beautiful..."

A giggle escaped the young woman as she looked at him with a fond yet lusty smile, her eyes gleaming with excitement and amazement as she wondered what he was going to do next.

Much like his fantasy from before, and his animalistic instincts, Arnold kissed down her collarbone and along down to her breasts. His hand went to her breast yet again while his mouth latched onto her other breast, teasing her nipple and aureola with his tongue and lips. She moaned loudly, grabbing hold of his head to bring him closer.

"Arnold..."

His fingers felt the pebble like nipple, his thumb traced circles around it, not touching it. Finally, he had the urge to switch breasts. His mouth slowly pulled away from her now wet and tender nipple to go to the other one, his left hand coming up to play with the wet nipple while his mouth coated the other. His tongue licked up and down, and he even began to circle it just like he had done with his fingers. Hearing Helga moan louder was driving him crazy. Sucking on her breast, his heart couldn't stop the rapid beat, his body felt like it was on fire.

Helga's moans escalated as the pleasure within her built up. This was unlike any of those times when she was in private alone, playing with herself and exploring her bod. This went far beyond that. The feel of his mouth on her breast, and his hand, was incredible. It felt like it tickled, and yet a lot stronger. Who knew my breasts were so sensitive... she thought. Her hands had been clutching at their bed, but were now back to his head, and she moaned louder. "Arnold...mi amado...that feels so amazing...d-don't stop!"

But he did stop for a moment, only to look her in the eyes. "Helga, are we doing the right thing? I want you so much but are you now my mate?" He bent down to whisper in her ear. "Can I keep you?"

A soft giggle escaped her, and she smiled. "Arnold, you had me at hello. I did say I would be your mate, and I meant it. ...You can keep me. As long as I can keep you, too."

"So we are married?"

"Not by law, but by love...yes, we are married."

Pulling back up to look at her, probably one of the happiest smiles came to his features as his emerald eyes lit up with pure love and adoration. He leaned down to kiss her lovingly with passion, but also with tender sweetness. Separating their lips, though they were still touching, he whispered, "I love you, Helga. We will marry properly within a few moons, after we finish constructing the hut for my parents."

Beaming, Helga kissed him once more and tousled his hair. "That sounds good to me, mi amado."

"Mi Amada." Arnold chuckled, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "Do you know what I thought when you first called me that?"

"What?"

"I thought you were trying to tell me that you loved me, just like I loved you...like I still love you."

"I kinda noticed since the day you told me I was your future wife."

Arnold rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah...I did the engagement dance ritual with you."

Helga giggled at the fond memory. "And Old man Sanchez didn't have anymore ribbons to tie our wrists together, so I gave him mine so he could do it... Then that day at the hotel you told me I was your future wife, and that it was okay for us to be naked in front of each other...and trying to take a bath and shower..." She exhaled happily. "Those were quite some memories we created."

Arnold smiled. "I remember it. ...I also was confused about how different your body was from my own."

"You freaked out because you thought I lost my part!" she said dryly causing

Arnold to blush even more. "...I was young, you're the first girl I have ever met, let alone seen naked." Her hard nipples reminded him that she was still half naked. "Weren't you wondering about...um...well my parts? Unless…" his heart stopped "Unless...you have seen another boy?" What if I'm not the only boy she seen? She didn't seem all that curious.

"God NO!" Helga quickly assured him. "I had a picture book that talked about the human body, that's how I knew about the differences between males and females. No, I had never seen a naked boy before you." Her eyes drifted to the tent in his loin cloth and smirked. "But I can see you're drastically different than the first time I saw you naked. ...And you've seen already that I'm different, too."

Arnold blushed more and then got an idea, and his hand travelled to her breast and he gave it a nice squeeze. "I guess your right…" his voice went very low, sending Helga's heart jumping. "You are very different now, Helga. You have more curves."

"Touch me... And stop talking..." The young woman beneath him arched her back, and her legs spread. "Besides, there's more under my loin skirt..."

He sat up looking down at her, her golden blonde hair spread out, her arms now on the sides of her. He watched her breathing, her breasts moving with every breathe. His hand travelled down her flat smooth stomach and he felt the muscles there from years of running around with him in the jungle. His fingers touched the hem of her cloth now. Untying it and pulling it away, he couldn't stop admiring her long smooth legs, Leaning over to kiss the inside of her leg moving upward he then saw her womanhood. It was much different than the last times he saw it when they were nine. Blonde curly hairs were on the top of it. Arnold carefully parted her lips and got a much better look. It seemed wet…He wasn't sure why but he remembered his own...pleasurable night in the jungle. Maybe it was the same?

His actions made the young woman moan louder, and her hips thrust upward in response. The inner walls were so pink and wet, looking slimy but inviting, and there was a little pea-shaped bump forming under a hood a little further away from the entrance spot. Curious, his fingers reached over to touch it and squeeze it.

"Arnold!" Helga cried in ecstasy.

Whatever it was, she seemed to like it when he touched it. He continued to do so, and could see a little trickle of liquid leaking out from her entrance.

Is this how we mate? Do I just touch this like I touched my...um...hmm…

Blushing bright red, Arnold cleared his throat and had to ask, "Um...Helga?" He stop moving his fingers. "Is this mating? I'm...not sure what I'm doing…" he admitted.

"No, this is what's known as foreplay." Helga sat up just a little, supported by her elbows. "It's part of mating, but it's not 'it'. Foreplay is where we explore each other's bodies and...private areas…with our hands and our mouths. It's all part of stimulating each other and making each other excited and turned on. The...uh...real mating part, is... that you have to..." She blushed, and then reached over to play with the tent in his loin cloth, "Put that...inside me. Right down there."

Helga was shocked to see Arnold suddenly throw his head up, gasping at the feeling of her hand on him. "Helga..." he moaned. It feels better than when I did it to myself...!

A seductive smirk came over her face instantly, and she squeezed him through the cloth a little harder, and sat up, fondling him. "Arnold, my love...you like that, don't you... You like my hand on you...don't you...?" She purred, her voice low and suggestive. She did him one better by moving her hand to crawl up the cloth, and feel him beneath it. Oh yes...he's not a jungle boy anymore. He's a jungle man now...

He sat back and out of the bed but that was a bad move since Helga had decided to have some fun with him. She let go and crawled her way towards him. He open his eyes to see her crawling towards him. It reminded him of a wild tiger hunting it's prey. She crawled off the bed and into his lap, her hand on the hem of his clothe.

"I'll pleasure you, my jungle man..." The young woman growled seductively, her eyes wide with excitement and lust, her hand fondling him under his cloth. "I'll make you climax so hard you won't see it coming..."

Arnold felt a bit nervous and confused about the way she was acting and talking but he noticed how much his body loved it and how strongly it was reacting to her words. He felt so hot at the moment and her touching him was bringing him into a pleasurable bliss.

"Helga..." he moaned, feeling her untie his clothe. And now he sat there as naked as her. Her hand wrapped around him and he couldn't help but close his eyes, the sight being too much for him to handle at the moment.

"Arnold, watch me, open you eyes and watch me touch you, mi amado."

Cracking open his eyes, Arnold watched her small soft hand come around his member. He started to moan, feeling sweat drip from his body, and he couldn't understand why it was getting hotter and hotter. Feeling like he had to return the pleasure, he reached forward to touch and play with her breast. His legs were feeling wet he then realized, and he lowered his eyes to see the juices running from Helga's womanhood to his legs and thigh.

Her free hand came to his neck, and connected their lips together, fiercely and roughly, but it only added to the red hot pleasure between them. Their lips and tongues clashed, their hands fondled each other, hers on his length and his on her breast, as they mutually pleasured each other.

Helga then let go right before they both reached their peaks. He was about to ask her if something was wrong but she shushed him, and climbed off his lap. She got back onto the bed and motioned for him to follow her, which he did.

The moment he was over her, curious as to what she was planning, she smirked widely and grabbed his member yet again, stroking, and it nearly sent him over the edge. He pulled away from her hand for a moment, confusing Helga.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Arnold chuckled shakily, "I don't want to...to…Um…here…" His fingers parted the lips of her womanhood and then he slowly slid one in while the other one stroked her hidden jewel. Helga throw her head back opening her legs wider. He moved his hand back and forth just like what her hand had done to his member moments ago.

"Helga, mi amazon bonita, ¿te gusta esto? es esto lo que quieres?" (Helga, my amazon beauty, do you like this? is this what you want?)

"Sí, bueno sí, y no pare! Ay, Dios mio. Me toque aquí, no te detengas, haz lo que quieras! Mi cuerpo es tuyo ... Mi cuerpo es una selva inexplorada que quiero que solo tú exploraras." (Yes, goodness yes, and don't you dare stop, my God. Touch me there, do not hold back, do as you please! My body is yours... My body is an uncharted jungle I want only you to explore.)

Arnold blushed silently, wondering if this was another dream. She said the same thing in my dreams! Inserting his second finger, he felt how hot and tight it was being inside of her. He bent over sucking and kissing her breast.

"¿Para qué estás esperando? ¡Quiero tú adentro de mí!" (What are you waiting for? I want you inside of me)

"¿Es eso lo que quieres?" (Is that what you want?)

"Sí!" She moaned.

Arnold got on top of her. He reached down to adjust, looking into her eyes. "Cuando yo lo hago, no podemos volver a los tiempos pasados. vamos a estar oficialmente juntos." (Once I do this, I can't take it back...we will be officially together)

His breath caught in his throat as Helga grabbed his hips, pushing him forward and inside of her. "Exactly what I wanted, Football Head." The young woman purred/growled. "Make love to me...Y no te detengas." (And do not hold back.)

He sunk more inside of her, feeling the texture, the hotness and how wet she was. Moving his hips, his eyes lowered. As he moved he stared at her, watching her reactions. He moved his hips a bit faster and her moans became much louder then before. He placed more kisses upon her, telling her that he loved her, that she was beautiful. Her responses to his words were much of the same, sweet and sincere, but laced with hot panting and lust, and crying his name in pure ecstasy.

The night rolled in, as the rain poured on outside, and only the dim light of a lit candle on their bamboo bedside table provided the light. Helga opened her eyes, and could practically feel his green eyes, despite that they were hidden behind his eyelids. Amidst the pleasure, she kissed them, coaxing them open. Blue met green, and even in the dimly lit darkness they were still lost in each other's eyes.

"Love me, Arnold...go faster...go! I want it ALL!"

He hips moved faster and much harder and he shivered at the feeling. He felt the wetness from her on his legs. Leaning in and capturing her lips with his, he suddenly he couldn't hold on anymore. Her climax came, moaning into his mouth. He felt her walls tighten and could no longer hold himself and climaxed as well. It felt like an earthquake around them, it was so tense in the treehouse, so wonderful. Gasping for air, he leaned his head against hers.

"Helga...mi amada...I love you."

"I love you too, mi amado..."

Slowly, Arnold started to withdraw himself, but she brought her legs up around his waist to prevent him from doing so. Opening his eyes, he was puzzled.

"Stay inside me... Let's lie here, together as if we were one."

"One what...?"

Helga giggled, tousling his hair. "United, Arnold. I meant united."

"Oh." He realized what she meant, and smiled, kissing her forehead.

"Arnold?"

"Yes?"

Leaning close to his ear, she whispered softly, "I think we made a baby."

"Is this how to make one?"

"Yes, it is."

His half closed eyes stared at her with a soft smile "You'd be a wonderful mother."

She kissed his cheek. "I hope so. You'd make a wonderful father, you know. Nothing would make me happier than to be the mother of your children, my love."

"We're going to make some jungle children," he joked.

"I like the sound of that." Helga trailed her finger down his chest, and then a little smirk came to her face as she added, "Mmm...just one?"

"You want to make another?"

"We can try."

Arnold looked into her blue eyes. "Would you read them the stories you have written? And that Aladdin story you use to read to me?"

"Of course I would. Would you teach them how to hunt, and play the flute?"

"Of course."

They laid there in each other's embrace, enjoying the peace between them.

Arnold played with the tooth around her neck.

"Helga?"

"Yeah?"

"If you are holding a baby-"

"Carrying a child"

"Yeah...um…"

"Don't be scared, just ask me," she said, rubbing his back.

"Can we make another one? Right now?"

Helga shook her head a little. "Sadly, no. Not unless somehow we conceived more than one just now. We won't be able to conceive a new baby until a couple of months after I've already given birth."

"Oh so we can't make love until a couple of months?" Arnold thought about it for a moment. "I could wait until then, Helga." He leaned down, giving her a kiss. "I love you and you're worth it"

"No no, silly," she said between kisses. Pulling back a bit, Helga giggled and tousled his hair some more. She just couldn't get enough of doing that. "We can still make love even if I'm pregnant, or carrying a child, if you'd rather put it that way. We'd be able to up until I'm eight months along."

"Oh, would you...like to make love again?"

"Of course…" she purred "But this time, I get to be on top."

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Q: EW! NO! MY CHILDHOOD IS RUINED! D8 YOU GUYS SUCK!

A: YOUR CHILDHOOD HAS ALWAYS BEEN RUINED! Craig Bartlett has done some Innuendo in the show and there is chalk full of it. So pipe down, that wasn't a question!

10/18/2011 Beta'd - Thank you Azure129 for being our beta, our friend and our secret lover from another mother...wait...O.O XD. Also sorry for the long wait, we will update EVERY WEEK FROM NOW ON! OwO YAY...SO...

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