Recap of A Night in the Woods Part 2
Apparently wandering in his sleep, Grimlak the half-orc experiences an intensely erotic dream state involving an older woman from his past.
Upon awakening, he finds himself lost somewhere in the dark forest, a strange sexual summoning filling the night air.
His companion Kel is also being drawn through the forest towards the siren call, both men filled with insatiable desire by some force desperate for their sexual attention!
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Waves of lust seemed to radiate through the perfumed night air. They washed over Grimlak, each crescendo making his heart hammer and balls ache. His thick, green-skinned cock jutted out before him, hard as an antler, pointing towards the source.
Like someone in a dream, he staggered forward, eyes locked on the faint aurora of light beyond the nearest trees. Whatever called him lay at the source.
Grim felt like he was drunk. He knew he should be alarmed, but all that mattered was answering the siren call that seemed to resonate in his throbbing cock.
Forcing his way through a dense thicket, the half-orc burst into a clearing, dominated by a huge gnarled oak, whose branches formed a dense roof overhead.
At the foot of the giant tree was an open bower woven of living branches and vines. A white green phosphorescence gilded every leaf and stem, making the structure glow like foxfire.
The air was thick with musk and damp richness.
Caution fought a losing battle against aching lust, as Grim wavered, staring into the interior of the construction.
There, laying on a soft carpet of thick moss, was a lithe nude female, her skin the green-gold of the earliest spring leaves. Her hair was a flowing white waterfall spilling out around her upon the ground. She was writhing slowly, eyes closed, her face a transcendent mask of carnal need.
Even as Grim watched, her slim hands slid down her flat belly and skimmed along her inner thighs, spreading them wide. The folds of her hairless sex were clearly visible, puffy and glistening with wetness in the ghost glow of her bower.
An accompanying wave of sexual frustration rushed through Grim, making him moan and his cock jerk upwards, precum dripping from the tip.
Branches cracked as a disheveled Kel burst into the clearing almost at the orc's elbow.
His clothing was torn from his headlong rush through the forest. Twigs and other litter jutted from his tangled hair. A prominent bulge straining the fabric at his crotch showed that he too was in the thrall of the emanations.
The panting man stood wavering, staring fixedly at the spectacle before him, just as Grim was.
"What the fuck is she?" the half-orc slurred, staring hungrily at her waiting pussy.
"It's a dryad," Kel said hoarsely, mesmerized by the sinuous movements of the woman's hands over her smooth body. "She's in heat..."
Though her eyes were still closed, the nature-spirit seemed to sense the presence of the rapt watchers.
Lips parted, she arched her back sinuously, slowly running her hands up her front to cup her round breasts. Planting her widespread feet, she raised her pelvis off the ground. Slowly, she began to thrust her hips, as if fucking the air.
Grimlak gave a low animal moan and rushed forward. Kel wasn't far behind, delayed only by his frantic efforts to free himself of the remainder of his clothing.
Reaching the wide doorway of the bower, the half-orc threw himself down on his knees between the gold-green woman's legs and buried his face in her naked crotch. His moans were muffled as he hungrily lapped at her pussy, his wide tongue making long sweeping passes over her folds as he greedily worshiped her with his mouth. The dryad's legs wrapped around his broad shoulders holding him tightly to her.
Pushing past the prostrate orc, Kel dropped down on the dryad, his mouth hungrily seeking hers even as his hands roughly squeezed her pert breasts. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, moaning against her lips as her own twined with his in welcome.
The dryad wrapped an arm around Kel's neck, holding him close. With her other, she reached down and cupped his throbbing testicles, as if weighing their contents. Her touch made Kel whimper in an anguish of passion. He ground his jutting cock against her smooth hip in desperate need.
Breaking their kiss, the dryad opened her eyes at last, revealing milk white orbs that glowed with the same ghost light as her bower.
Locking Kel's gaze with her own, she ran her fingers lightly over her lips, then slowly caressed down her throat. The hand holding his testicles squeezed meaningfully.
Kel understood her desire immediately.
Rising, he moved to kneel at her head, looking down mesmerized into her beautiful face. The dryad tilted her head back towards him, parting her lips and extending the tip of her tongue in invitation. Panting in anticipation, Kel guided his aching cock into her mouth, moaning as her soft lips closed around his head.
Between her thighs, Grim felt the dryad's fingers grip his ears and pull his face up from her pussy. Chin and mouth glistening with her juices, he gazed up the length of her with dilated eyes.
At her head, he saw Kel thrusting his cock into her mouth, a visible lump at her throat showing how deeply she was taking him without any seeming effort. A pang of delicious agony resonated in his own aching cock at the sight.
The forest spirit pulled Grim up on top of her with surprising strength. Her heels were insistent on the back of his thighs as she wrapped her legs around him. Without requiring any further urging, he sheathed his thick cock in her slick interior.
Grimlak moaned loudly as her tight passage clenched down on his hungry erection. Gripping her slim hips in his large hands, the orc began to thrust deeply. The dryad's legs locked around his hips, pulling him tight with each thrust.
The pleasure was unbearable. Already he could feel the rush of orgasm surging up from deep within. Grim's thrusts grew frantic as the intensity mounted to heights that he had never experienced before. Animal snarls came from his throat as he fucked her with abandon, pumping his way to climax.
With a roar, the warrior spent himself deep inside the dryad, the contractions of his ejaculation seeming endless. As his spasms finally subsided, a buzzing slackness washed over Grim. Completely spent, he slumped atop her, eyes glazed and chest heaving.
The dryad's legs continued to hold him tightly to her, keeping his cock buried deep within, capturing the last of the fading spurts of semen.
At her head, Kel could feel his own climax building as the mouth of the forest spirit sucked hungrily at his stiff cock. His moans rose in volume as she repeatedly took him deep into her throat, coaxing him closer and closer to ejaculation.
Suddenly, she pulled her mouth away from his cock, causing Kel to cry out in mindless frustration. Her slim hand grasped the base of his penis tightly, squeezing. He could feel his pulse beating against her fist as the impending orgasm receded back into the storm of lust inside him.
The dryad pushed Grim off of her as if he weighed next to nothing. His cock was still rigid as it slipped wetly out of her pussy. Without a sound, he slumped unresponsive to the ground.
A trickle of his semen oozed out of her glistening opening, gleaming with phosphorescence.
Still gripping Kel's shaft tightly, the dryad rolled gracefully to her knees. Facing the panting man, she pressed herself against him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she guided his twitching cock inside her.
Kel gave a choked cry of pleasure as she mounted him. Reaching around to grip her buttocks, he began driving himself into her, his cries muffled by her hot mouth pressed against his.
The rhythmic clenching of her hot passage felt like she was milking his cock. Within half a dozen thrusts, Kel could feel his balls tightening as an orgasm rushed up from deep inside.
