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Archive name: coco.txt (not rated per author request)
Authors name: Jenny Wanshel (chilly2@biosys.net)
Story title : Coco The Gorilla

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Coco The Gorilla 
by Jenny Wanshel (chilly2@biosys.net)
 

Coco had been studying the humans for a long time, so 
she could tell from the strong smell that the human 
female was in heat. 

"Good afternoon, Coco. Had a nice lunch?"
The food was lousy but they brought you all you could 
eat.

"Coco eat full," Coco signed at her in the American 
Sign Language.

"That's nice," the blonde woman signed back. 

Of course human females were always in season. They 
were the biggest sluts in the animal kingdom, everyone 
knew that, and would allow males to mount them at any 
time, on any day of the year. But Coco had observed 
that there were a few days, between one full moon and 
the next, when the ripe little smell emanating from the 
ovulating human female would become almost unbearably 
strong. Coco sometimes had to hold her nose-whew! 

Today was one of those days. Coco wondered which one of 
the males she would pair off with. Humans were 
extraordinarily shy and you never got to see them at 
it, but sometimes you could observe the early stages of 
their elaborate courtship ritual if you were lucky. 

Coco made a little prediction to herself, based on past 
observation. The first time the human female was alone 
with another male, with no other potentially jealous 
human male or female near enough to see, she would 
casually let her paw brush against the paw of the human 
male.

Then she would display her teeth. If the human male 
displayed his teeth that was the signal for the 
courtship ritual to go to the next stage. If he didn't 
immediately make the tooth display she might stand 
behind him in such a way that her dugs were pressing 
into his back, while looking over his shoulder, or 
pretending to look, at what he was doing.

If that didn't get the male going he was a lost cause-
he wasn't in the mood. The human female wasn't very 
bright about these things and she might persist anyway, 
even if the human male was "banded". "Banded" males had 
a small metal band on the second digit of their left 
paw, which meant that they were already mated to a 
female who had a matching band on her paw.

Human females were not above stealing each other's 
mates, though. As long as no one was looking. At least, 
no one except a highly educated laboratory gorilla who 
couldn't talk.

Actually Coco could talk fairly well. She knew over 200 
sign language signs and could smoke a pipe. She also 
understood over 25 words of spoken human language, 
although she couldn't speak it herself. The human 
female's spoken name, for example, was "Kar-La".

Coco (short for Coco Chanel) was no relation to "Koko" 
(with a K), who was at a rival lab. The humans at 
Coco's lab got excited and used words like "charlatans" 
and "grant hustlers" whenever that lab was mentioned. 
They assured visitors that Coco was much smarter than 
her rival with a K.

Sometimes visitors would offer Coco a treat. Coco liked 
that. Sometimes they offered Kar-La a treat too-"Join 
me for dinner at the Ramada Inn?" for example. Kar-La 
liked that. She had bagged two Nobel Prize winners that 
way, and a pop star who was negotiating to use a photo 
of Coco in the insert booklet accompanying his new CD 
and donate part of the proceeds to the foundation that 
funded the lab. Kar-La showed up at the lab extremely 
disheveled the next morning after the pop star's visit, 
wearing the same clothes she had worn the day before. 
She seemed rather pleased with herself though.

One time when Kar-La had her "in heat" smell 
particularly strong, Coco, in a mischievous mood, had 
signed "Kar-La dirty smell" to one of the male humans, 
to see how he would react. The male humans weren't very 
bright about these things, though. They obviously had a 
very weak sense of smell. If they had a nose like a 
gorilla, males would come from a mile around sniffing 
at Kar-La when she was in heat. It looked to Coco as 
though the male humans could hardly make out the smell 
at all even when they were standing a foot away. 

Well, it was hard to sort out the human scent of 
course, what with each one having all those soaps and 
deodorants and the smell of rotting meat digesting 
inside them and the faint whiff of chlorine, masking 
their own natural aroma. So a certain degree of 
confusion was understandable.

Still, Coco couldn't help but wonder how humans mated 
in the wild. With those pathetically weak noses they 
shouldn't even be able to find each other. Well, 
perhaps that was why they evolved the trait of nesting 
in huge colonies where they didn't have to go looking 
for each other.

There! Coco almost missed it, but she barely caught it 
out of the corner of her eye. The human female had 
rubbed her forearm against the arm of the male who was 
working in the lab. She was starting the courtship 
ritual! 

Coco watched carefully, but the male did not respond at 
first. While waiting for him to react Coco sharpened 
her observation of Kar-La. Kar-La was exhibiting 
typical pre-mating signals. Her chest and buttocks were 
slightly swollen, which had caused her to wear tighter 
clothing than usual. The slight swelling in her milk 
glands had caused her to leave one more button open on 
her blouse than she usually did, and she was wearing a 
shorter skirt than usual, perhaps, Coco speculated, to 
cool off her overheated thighs. Coco could certainly 
understand that-she knew how hot and tingly her own 
thighs felt when she was in heat. 

She wondered that humans could bear to wear clothing at 
all, especially in the hot laboratory in summer-but 
then, they were practically hairless, the poor things. 
Kar-La had beautiful long flowing yellow hair growing 
on the top of her head and cascading down her 
shoulders, and nowhere else. This male she was flirting 
with now had two small patches of hair on his face, in 
addition to the hair on his crown. At least he didn't 
have a big bald patch on the crown of his head like the 
old buck Kar-La had simpered up to the last time. Coco 
had only very vague certainties about the hierarchy and 
pecking order among the human males of the tribe, but 
she thought that that one had been of a higher rank 
than this one-an alpha male. Strangely the higher 
ranking males in the laboratory seemed to have less 
access to the young females like Kar-La than the 
younger, weaker, lower ranking males. It was a puzzle, 
surely.

There! Another mating signal from Kar-La. She had 
leaned over in front of the male, ostensibly to get a 
pencil from a cup on the table, but in actual fact to 
make a display of her swollen milk glands right in 
front of his face as she leaned over in front of him. 
By human standards, it was adroitly done. As she bent 
over, one inch of cleavage appeared in the V-neck of 
her blouse; and as she stood up again, it vanished back 
into her clothes. 

"Excuse me," she said.

The human male made eye contact with her (very 
important!) and then made the open-mouthed tooth 
display. It was very important to distinguish between 
the common friendly tooth display of Homo sapiens and 
the typical aggressive, threatening tooth displays of 
other primates. Displaying your incisors to another 
animal had only one meaning among other species.

With humans, it was different, although Coco wasn't 
sure why. Although sometimes they did display their 
teeth when they were in a rage and making loud noises 
at another human. Coco remembered one human male, 
called "Dok-Tor", whose face had gone purple with rage 
while his neck muscles bunched up and corded, while he 
screamed "You're fired!" at a younger human male. Dok-
Tor's incisors had been openly displayed, dripping with 
saliva, and Coco had thought for a moment that he was 
going to leap on the other male and rip his throat out. 

That sort of thing didn't seem to happen much among 
humans, though. The younger male simply cringed and 
retreated from the room. He wasn't seen again, at least 
not by Coco. Perhaps he had been compelled to leave and 
join another tribe. Or perhaps Dok-Tor had killed and 
eaten him, where Coco couldn't see. Humans were shy 
about some things.

Dok-Tor was an alpha male. That didn't give him any 
breeding privileges where Kar-La was concerned. 
Otherwise he'd be in here scaring off the younger male 
with the facial tufts and securing the clearly ready to 
mate female for himself.

Kar-La rubbed her buttocks idly with her paw as she 
leaned close to the male. Another sign that she was hot 
and bothered down there under her clothes, although the 
human male didn't see it.

The human male was starting to react, finally. He 
touched Kar-La's paw with his own paw, making the wide-
open mouth tooth display at her. They were talking to 
each other in low voices and although Coco couldn't 
make out one word in a hundred ("dinner") was one she 
knew-Coco was rather looking forward to dinner herself, 
for that matter-she could tell from their tone of voice 
that they were having a friendly exchange, and it was 
getting friendlier. There was something about Kar-La's 
tone that dropped and got smoother and broader and 
softer. If they were arguing about something Kar-La's 
voice would have become sharper, higher-pitched and 
more staccato.

Well, understandably, since Kar-La was negotiating to 
persuade the male to deposit a sperm packet in her 
cervical chamber. From his tone it sounded like he was 
nothing loathe. Coco was disappointed. She liked 
observing Kar-La when her attempts to flirt failed at 
first and she had to become more overt and aggressive 
with the next male prospect. 

Coco must have missed something, because suddenly the 
male put his face up next to Kar-La's and pressed his 
muzzle right into hers. Coco must have missed 
something-they had skipped over about 10 stages in the 
courtship ritual! Coco seldom got to see this stage-
direct muzzle to muzzle contact. Kar-La waited about 3 
seconds and then pulled away from the contact, acting 
coy. She pressed her paws against the male's chest as 
though she was pushing him away, but it was a fake 
demonstration-she wasn't really pushing him away. He 
spoke to her in a low urgent tone, and she smiled, and 
he spoke some more, and then he pressed his muzzle 
against hers again. This time Kar-La let it go on for 
about 30 seconds, and then she broke away from the 
male, walked across the room and locked the door. Then 
she bolted it.

The male made the big teeth display, then lunged at 
her. She received him eagerly. They pressed their 
muzzles together and the male tore at her clothes with 
his paws. 

Coco watched, fascinated. This was as far into the 
mating ritual as Coco had ever witnessed. At this stage 
the male tore at the female's clothes, trying to remove 
them, while she tried to prevent him, or pretended to 
try to prevent him, or actively assisted him. The next 
stage would be the male handling the female's dugs with 
his paws and pressing his muzzle against them.

Coco's expectations were fulfilled-the male with the 
facial tufts succeeded in getting Kar-La's clothing 
open on the upper half of her body, exposing her dugs, 
and then he rubbed them with his paws and bit them with 
his teeth. Kar-La was whimpering softly in excitement- 
apparently the breast-biting wasn't hurting her. Coco 
could see how swollen Kar-La's brown nipples were. They 
were stiff with excitement.

Kar-La had the same big, protruding dugs that almost 
all human females had. No other simian species had such 
big udders. They were like cow's udders, almost, and 
Coco couldn't help wonder what the reason was. Did 
human pups consume enormous quantities of milk 
requiring large reservoirs on the mother's chest? Or 
were the big dugs simply decorative? Kar-La had two 
symmetrically placed udders and each was the size of a 
cantaloupe.

The male licked and sucked at them and Coco wondered if 
he was getting any milk. Coco sniffed but she could not 
smell any milk lactating out of Kar-La's glands. He 
squeezed them firmly with his hands. Coco thought that 
was probably an effort to make her milk express, but 
poor man, she was dry.

Watching the humans mate, Coco didn't feel the least 
bit of excitement herself-except for the intellectual 
excitement, of course. Coco was not in season so she 
did not feel anything down there. But she was very 
curious to watch the mating ritual, and wondered how 
far it would proceed this time before the humans' 
natural shyness would cause them to go seek some place 
more private to conclude their business.

The human male lifted Kar-La's lower garments and 
pulled the inner garments down, and then he knelt at 
her feet and pressed his muzzle in between her legs. It 
looked like he was nipping her on her swollen vulva. 
Coco blinked in astonishment. She had never seen this 
before.

Kar-La leaned back and braced herself against the long 
flat wooden work surface that was built into the wall. 
She held her lower garments up out of the male's way 
and spread her legs open wider to give him better 
access to her reproductive area. 

From the expression on her face Coco could not tell if 
she was in pain or not. Presumably having a male bite 
you on your engorged vulva would be painful, but Kar-La 
obviously wanted the male to continue. Perhaps it was a 
sort of gentle, playful nipping that served to inflame 
her more. Kar-La's smell was starting to grow stronger-
it smelled like she was dripping some sort of estrogen-
rich fluid between her thighs.

The male stood up, and started to unfasten his lower 
garments. The front of his lower garment separated with 
a little metallic buzz like an angry bee. Then he 
stepped out of it, and pulled down his inner garment, 
and stepped out of that. 

And Coco saw an erect human penis, for the first time.
Coco blinked in astonishment. His penis was four times 
the size of a gorilla penis. Everyone knew that human 
females were the most oversexed sluts of the whole 
primate family-you could smell it on them. What Coco 
had never suspected before was that human males were 
the most oversexed, big-dicked males of the whole 
primate family. 

There it was, sticking out in front of him, pasty 
white, stiff and hairless, an ugly monstrosity to be 
sure. And it was quadruple the length and thickness of 
a gorilla male's penis. Coco had never doubted that the 
gorilla male was well-equipped for his work-certainly 
of all the males who had taken her in season (starting 
many, many moons ago with the gorilla she assumed was 
her father, although who knew for sure) none had ever 
seemed too small to fill her when she was in estrus and 
needed it. And from what little she had observed of 
other species-the monkeys, chimpanzees, the orangutans 
who had mated right in front of her in their cage when 
she was in the old lab-none had been any bigger than, 
if as big as, the gorillas.

Who knew? The male gorilla was much larger and stronger 
than the male human, and Coco had always assumed 
gorilla superiority in everything but the opposable 
thumb and those wonderful vocal cords. Why should the 
weak, skinny, hairless, human males be blessed with 
such big dicks? 

Estimating its size, Coco thought it looked about as 
big as a banana. A big ripe eating banana, of course, 
not one of those scrawny little ones. Coco thought she 
could wrap her paw around it and the head would stick 
out beyond her paw. The human male's six inches looked 
massive to her, although it was only an average, 
typical human male organ.

That big human prick would tear me apart, Coco thought. 
Coco didn't much care who mounted her when she was in 
heat-it was first come, first served, and whatever male 
succeeded in getting to her first and fighting off 
challengers got the prize. And once he was spent the 
others could have sloppy seconds, if they weren't too 
busy fighting.

For the first time in her life (Coco was only 10, but 
that made her a full grown adult in gorilla years) Coco 
wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a human.
Kar-La sure seemed to be enjoying it. 

Kar-La had taken her skirt off to expose her bottom. 
Interestingly, although the rest of her body was 
hairless (except under her arms sometimes) she had a 
big thatch of hair between her legs surrounding her 
vulvar area. 

The male stood behind her and soon he had achieved 
intromission, and she was squealing. The male was 
inside her, pumping vigorously with deep thrusts. The 
long human penis made much deeper thrusting possible, 
Coco saw. The female seemed to be thrilled each time he 
made a deep vulvar thrust, lunging between her 
engorged, smelly labia. 

She was bent over the table and he was behind her, 
tackling her from the rear, as she hunched over 
displaying her vulva to him.

"Oh God", Kar-La said. Coco had no clear referent for 
the word "God", but from context she had guessed that 
it seemed to be the name of some high-ranking alpha 
male who never came into the lab. If Kar-La was calling 
him in her passion perhaps he would come in and 
frighten this younger male away. Maybe that was why 
Kar-La had locked the door? 

Coco watched the skinny human male screw Kar-La. His 
long wet penis slid in and out of her wet, glistening 
pubes. Coco was surprised that the human vulva was big 
enough to accept such a big penis without injury. Well, 
that must have evolved through natural selection-the 
females who were injured by the big homo sapien's penis 
would have been removed from the gene pool quickly, and 
only the ones with large-capacity vulvas would have 
survived.

The male continued thrusting, and Kar-La pushed her 
buttocks back onto his penis with each thrust. Kar-La 
was panting now, breathing loudly and shallowly. Her 
eyes were closed. 

Coco noted with interest that the human male seemed to 
be taking a long time to ejaculate. Human coitus seemed 
to last longer than it did among gorillas, if this 
sample (a single incident, admittedly) was to judge 
from. The gorilla male usually spurted within 30 
seconds, and why would a male want to take any longer? 
Once you had the sperm-emitting duct jammed up into the 
cervical chamber, surely the natural thing was to shoot 
quickly before a rival male could interfere?

The human female's sighs and moans grew louder. Her 
hands were clenched tightly. If Coco had been in heat 
herself she would have been throwing herself around her 
cage in excitement. Only the fact that she was not in 
season made it possible to watch the human mating with 
utter detachment. 

Coco could not help noting to herself that the human 
females, the sluts of the primate kingdom, had 
appropriated to themselves the biggest dicks in the 
primate kingdom. And their coitus lasted longer-did 
that make it more exciting? Kar-La certainly seemed 
very excited. Was Kar-La's seeming excitement simply 
frustration that it was taking so long? Was she red-
faced and grimacing because the male was taking too 
long? 

Kar-La's mouth fell open and a loud sound came out of 
it.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Oh wowwwww..."

Coco had no idea what the sounds meant but the human 
male seemed to go into a frenzy as he increased the 
speed and force of his thrusts. His head threw back, 
his mouth opened, and he clamped his loins against her 
buttocks and closed his eyes as Kar-La shuddered. 

Coco was not sure, but if the male stopped moving at 
this point she guessed he was making his emission. He 
was clamping against her so his sperm wouldn't fall 
out, and he would stay clamped for a little while to 
let the sperm settle in before they released.

This conjecture proved to be correct. The male with the 
funny tufts of hair on its muzzle had finished 
thrusting, and he stayed clamped to Kar-La's buttocks 
for about a minute before releasing. Clearly 
insemination had occurred. Coco wondered how soon Kar-
La's pregnancy would become visible. It might take a 
few moons before it showed.

She wondered why she had never seen Kar-La pregnant 
before, though. Was Kar-La infertile? There had never 
been any signs that she was nursing or any other signs 
of offspring. Coco would have smelled the milk if Kar-
La was lactating-she had seen Kar-La almost every day 
for years. Was Kar-La barren? Were humans an infertile 
species? 

If Kar-La didn't turn up pregnant within a few moons 
Coco would have to suspect that one or the other was 
the case. If humans really were the most oversexed 
primate species what an irony if they were also the 
least fertile! Perhaps the big penis had evolved to 
compensate for the poor fertility...? Or perhaps the 
retreat of the cervix farther and farther away from the 
vaginal opening, to make room for the big penis, had 
the effect of reducing fertility. Or maybe being 
pounded with the large penis caused the cervix to swell 
up and close-a paradoxical effect that should have bred 
out of the species. 

The mating habits of the human species required further 
study. Coco regretted that it might be years before she 
had another chance like this to observe human coitus 
close up. 

And she wondered what it felt like to be screwed by a 
human male. Well, that big long penis would probably 
kill poor Coco. An inch and a half was what she was 
used to and any more would just hurt.

She wondered what it had felt like when Kar-La made 
those loud noises at the end. Coco knew the incredibly 
intense excitement she felt when a male succeeded in 
mounting her engorged vulva, when she was in estrus. 
Her head swam, she grew hot, she felt as if she was 
going to faint. And then the male spurted and it was 
over. 

Kar-La had seemed very excited. She hadn't thrown 
herself around the room or bitten the male, but 
nonetheless, Coco wondered if the human females, in 
their own shy quiet way, experienced far more intense 
excitement during the act. 

Well, Coco would be experiencing estrus herself, in 
another moon or so. And there was always a lone human 
male around the lab at night. An obvious experiment 
suggested herself, if Coco would stoop to making the 
experiment for the sake of Science. And if she could 
persuade the human male to cooperate. 

Coco had had a few human males poke their fingers into 
her inflamed vulva, when she was in heat, and stroke it 
a little, and she suspected that they were not entirely 
lacking in curiosity.

And surely if they could screw those ugly, hairless, 
skinny things with their pale pasty flesh-they weren't 
very discriminating.

On the other hand, Kar-La, who was human herself, 
seemed to have a hard enough time getting a human male 
to mount her. 

Coco would have to give this some thought.

**

[The author regrets that the story breaks off abruptly 
here. At this point the direction of Coco's further 
investigations started to be a bit more than her weak 
nerves could handle.]

Jenny Wanshel
chilly2@biosys.net

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
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