《Raul The Reality-Reshaper》Chapter 3: Fornicating With Flora (18+)
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I was pleasantly surprised when I was dragged into the tree and wasn't immediately slammed into a narrow place. Instead of being in a narrow place, I found myself inside of a small room surrounded by wood on all sides, and in total darkness. I quickly noticed, even while the dryad eagerly peppered my face with warm, gentle, kisses, that I could effortlessly see in the dark. The dryad had me pressed up against a wall on one end of the strange, interdimensional room.
The dryad's naked, warm body was pressed so tightly against mine, due to her desire, that it was hard to tell where I ended and she began. That was a pleasant sensation, the sensation of oneness. Her lips were soft, warm, and distracting, and as I felt her cover my face in kisses I felt different parts of my body begin to grow hot, and stiff.
The dryad was not interested in casual conversation and as she kissed me I let out a gentle moan. I was a bit surprised when I saw her begin to blush as a result of this. I smiled and my hands began to roam her naked back, gently and carefully exploring the body of the tree spirit. She stopped for a moment and let out a low moan of pleasure as my hands began to make their way towards her lower back.
"I... see that you like that." I whispered, playfully, not used to having sex. I was not a virgin but I was also not used to having sex. It had been a few months since I had last felt any sort of lustful affections. My hands reached the dryad's ass and for a moment I allowed myself to study her buttocks.
At first, my hands were more scientific than lustful as I gently groped and carefully touched her ass. Her skin was not hard like a tree's bark, but there was a definite firmness to it that I wasn't expecting. It wasn't unpleasant though, and I quickly found that I liked it. There was just enough give and warmth for me to enjoy touching and enough firmness that when I began to let loose and playfully spanked her I felt her ass jiggle, and listened as she let out a surprised, and pleasant moan, while kissing my cheek.
A second after I spanked her ass she began to kiss more intensely and more intently. I shivered as her kisses began to trail downward, going from my cheek to my jaw, and then down to my neck. She began to smile at me, a wicked, impish smile, as she sensed my reaction to her kisses. She began to speak again, her voice a low and haunting one that I knew would have filled my dreams if I needed to sleep, as she kissed me.
"Let's get you out of those clothes." She whispered, each word escaping her soft, tempting lips, between kisses.
The standard outfit worn by adventurers in the world of Hasperburg was a simple and surprisingly magical outfit. It consisted of a long sleeve shirt that contained multiple pockets connected to an interdimensional holding space keyed to the outfit, and a pair of pants that were black in color unless the camouflage option available to high-ranking adventurers.
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The shirt had a zipper running down the length of the thing that allowed for medics to get it out of their way if they needed to heal an adventurer without destroying the shirt. And that was something Raul's dryad lover took advantage of. The second the sweet nature spirit reached the zipper, she wrapped her full lips around it and began to unzip the shirt, dragging the zipper down with her teeth.
Raul sighed and closed his eyes as he felt the warm breath of the dryad on his chest. He himself was thoroughly enjoying the pleasurable actions of the spirit he had called into existence. His hands continued to play with her bountiful ass, which the dryad also fully enjoyed, and she wasn't afraid to let him know, occasionally moaning even as she made progress unzipping his shirt.
Raul was now an enormous 235 centimeters in height, and even the dryad he had taken on as a lover wasn't much shorter coming in at around 230 centimeters. The young grand adonis was also powerfully built and every part of his body was either muscular or proportional to the rest of him, including his member. His lover gazed admiringly at his chest, studying the muscles that covered his body with a lustful grin.
The dryad herself was a dark-skinned beauty. She had hair the color of autumn leaves that went down to her neck, and a sizable chest that Raul was willing to bet he'd get to enjoy later.
Raul watched as the spirit who was intent on pleasing him finished dragging the zipper of his shirt all the way down. The shirt fell open, and she gazed up at the powerful higher-being who had given her the ability to materialize, lust visible in her gaze. Raul had been watching her the entire time, his eyes glued to her full, soft lips.
The young adventurer slid out of his shirt and threw it away from where he was standing. The dryad managed to stop gazing at him just long enough to drop her head lower and reach his pants. This time she didn't bother using her mouth, instead, she just dexterously unzipped his pants with her hands and managed to get her soft, slick hands on the part of the man that some men sometimes described as woodlike. Raul closed his eyes and let out a breathy exhalation as he felt the dryad's hand on his hardwood.
"I see a few parts of you that are as hard as my home is..." The dryad teased, even as she began to gently stroke my member. I chuckled and watched as the dryad bit her lip while studying the part of me she gently held in her hand. I closed my eyes and played my hands on the dryad's shoulders.
"Oh? You can just relax. I don't mind doing all the work." She told me, as she sensed my mounting pleasure. There was a lewd, confident grin on her face. I chuckled and relaxed as she began to massage me with her hand. I wasn't such a quick shot that I'd be done anytime soon though so I didn't worry about that.
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I spent the next few minutes allowing myself to be played with by the dryad. She was having a great deal of fun as well, enjoying the sounds I made as she skillfully and lazily stroked my member. Almost ten minutes of leisurely finger-focused foreplay passed before the dryad began to gaze at me expectantly. When I noticed her eager gaze, she began to talk to me again.
"It's time that we switch it up, love. I'm in desperate need of a drink, and I think you might be too." She whispered, her voice a low-purr as we locked eyes. Upon hearing her words I chuckled and allowed myself to slump to the floor, and she began to smile at me.
The dryad skillfully stretched her leg above and then past me, so that one of her legs was on my left and the other was on my right. Her open legs exposed her delicate and glistening pussy, and almost as soon as her legs were in place and she was sure she wouldn't fall over the dryad opened her mouth and eagerly wrapped it around my member. I shivered and did my best to stifle a moan as I felt the dryad's tongue begin to explore my member.
I shook my head and resolved to be a less selfish lover. I grinned at the glistening pussy in front of me and excitedly dove closer to it, moving so that I slowly and teasingly lick the edges of her folds. The instant my tongue touched even the least sensitive portion of the dryad's vagina, the two of us froze in delight as our minds were wracked by an ecstasy neither of us had ever experienced before, sending pleasurable shockwaves throughout our minds.
The two creatures who had just been orally pleasing each other were caught in the throes of a powerful ability that the grand adonis had not known he had possessed, which activated the instant he acted upon his desire to be a more skillful and attentive lover. This strange ability was known as "sexual synchronicity" and it had a powerful effect.
The minds of the dryad and the adonis were linked by "sexual synchronicity", and so transmitted the sensations that either of the pair felt, to the other. This had the effect of causing the two lovers to momentarily freeze in bliss, as their minds reeled and recovered from the spontaneous connection they had unexpectedly created.
"Gods..." Raul whispered, his voice a low rumble.
"Blisshh..." The dryad whispered, even as a bit of the adonis's salvia continued to send echoes of pleasure into her brain. Her mouth was full so even the sensation of her whisper sent pleasure surging into Raul, who moaned helplessly at the sensations he was feeling. After a few moments, he shook his head and eagerly rushed forward to more adventurously explore the dryad's "treasure chamber".
Raul greedily and lustfully began to lick and tease the dryad's grove, even as he felt the mental backlash from pleasuring her. He smiled and endured it, even when it got to the point where the backlash was enough to almost make him orgasm himself. The dryad began to main, her vibrating throat making Raul feel sudden and intense pleasure. He began to feel lightheaded as his tongue began to greedily lap at the sap within the dryad's grove, which coated his tongue in amber-colored fluids which he quickly tasted and found delightful. For a moment the adonis quietly pulled away just so he could speak.
"You taste delicious!" He exclaimed, causing his partner to blush for a moment, her dark skin becoming even prettier when it began to glow a cute shade of crimson.
I smiled at the naked dryad, who was blushing at me, and then eagerly pulled her pink, glistening pussy closer to me so that I could more easily taste and tease it with my tongue. When I was next able to slide my tongue into her, I heard her cry out in ecstasy as I began to plumb her depths. I shivered as I felt an echo of the pleasure I had just induced in her wrack my mind and my cock.
"Gods... What a power." I muttered, even as my tongue took its time feeling each of her walls. The dryad was now fully the prisoner of my tongue, and I chuckled, the vibrations inflicting pleasure on the dryad just as well and as easily as conscious movements of my tongue did. I grinned at the spirit, who I knew was already a prisoner of the pleasure I could make her feel.
Throughout the next half an hour I'd tease the tree spirit with my tongue and lips. kissing and slowly making her more sensitive to the pleasure I could inflict. When thirty minutes passed I stopped our pleasurable interactions and quietly told her I'd come back soon. I still had things I needed to do today, and so as much fun as it would have been to further play with the tree spirit I knew I needed to leave.
I quickly got dressed and opened the tree from the inside, which made me realize that I had a knack for magic now that I hadn't before. And that wasn't the only thing I learned either. The system informed me that I could teleport to places I had been in the past, and I quietly teleported from the deepest depths of the forest to the small town I had been living in for the past few days.
I instantly went from the darkest part of the forest to the edges of the small town I had temporarily made my home. It was extremely convenient to have such a wonderful power!
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