Medieval Madness

I let him lift me and my legs wrapped around his body instinctively. I could feel his hard shaft bumping against me and I wanted it inside me so badly. I wiggled my bottom, positioning it at the entrance to my womanhood and slid down on him a little, letting it slide in about half way

"Oh ... that feels nice Darris" I used my own upper body strength to bounce sligtly, letting him slide in and out a little. I whispered into his ear "Give me what I want Darris .... make me scream"
 
The slick warmth of her inner folds slid down over the top of his cock and Darris groaned appreciatively. He rocked his hips up to hers, slowly pushing himself deeper inside of Mira. She had draped her arms around his shoulders, and her legs were wrapped about his back.

Now locked together in the intimancy of lovemaking, his hands roamed over her back. He tugged her head back, and buried his face against one of her rounded breasts, his mouth closing over the nipple. His tongue swirled about her nipple nub.
 
Valondra

I sniffed the air, sensing a creature that was not native to the forest. Before I could detect it's origin it was gone and I stepped away from the water attempting to hide in shadows.


(trying to maintain one post per page to show I'm still around)
 
I leaned my head back, allowing him to devour my breasts. His lips found the erect bulb of my nipple and began to tease it softly. My body responded as a crimson heat spread all over my body. His shaft slid easily in and out, causing shivers of pleasure up and down my spine. Every nerve in my body was on end, craving the feeling of his hands, his mouth, and his shaft.

"Yesss ....Darris ...."

I clung to him, my entire body molded to his as he set the pace of our coupling.
 
He looked up as Rutha landed in front of him, stopping. She continued to chatter at him for a few moments, pointing in the unicorn's direction with her right forepaw.

"So I take it you want me to follow in that direction? I hope this is worth losing dinner over."

He continued walking in the same direction that Rutha went while she circled over head. He was soon stopped by a large grouping of trees that seemed to have formed a natural barrier. He laid hand upon the trunk of one.

"Something wishes to protect this area, but I feel something pulling at me."

The trees blocked his view of the glade and the edge of a cliff above the glade as well.
 
Valandra

She shuddered at the sensations of the forest, her body shimmering slightly blurring momentarily and she raised her head and looked towards the trees. Someone was approaching an animal cooperating with a human??? In her forest?

She strove to hide but this area was secluded and left little to no room to hide, she would have to face it head on and rely on her innate protective abilities. She recalled the last human to touch her, it had been a child lost in the forest. A child whose fear and innocence touched her heart.
 
Nek'Mel pulled his hand away from the tree and looked towards Rutha.

"I am sure that whatever these trees are protecting isn't for us to see at the moment. Maybe some other time."

She gave a shake of her head as her master stepped away from the trees. However, his feet foundt a hole that was lightly covered by some twigs and leaves. He cried out as he suddenly dropped from sight. It was a tunnel, probably made by a large animal because he fell through with no problem. The end of the tunnel was a hole of the cliff-face through which he fell. He ended up landing in the pond, face first. He laid on his stomach for a moment before turning over to float on his back.

"What other surprises does nature have in for me tonight?"
 
Telereth

He shivered as he felt her sharp teeth nibble at his pale flesh. The scars across his body, his father's gifts to him, felt comparatively cold across his now heating flesh. He leaned his head back, letting his hair fall across his shoulders, and ran his hands up Raven's body. He ran his hands along her shapely hips, feeling her muscled curves. His hands found the laces that bound her top, and his fingers worked slowly, but with a lack of superfluous motion, and untied the leather thong, letting her top begin to separate. He untied the top few crosses, then slid his hands into her shirt, running them along her back, pulling her to him and sliding his tongue into her mouth. He desired her savagely, his blood heated and his mind raced.
 
RAven

I work hard to control myself as he begins kissing me, then deepens the kiss his tongue plunging into my mouth I massage it with my own. I can almost taste the desire, the passion burning within him now, his hands going down my back caressing my skin. (Gently) I think to myself, I break off the kiss gently licking and nipping at his shoulders and neck as my hands reach down his body feeling his growing desire in the hardness beneath my hand. I undo his pants reaching my hand in and taking his rod in my hand, running my fingers over it feeling it's thickness and the softness of his skin. Bending my knees I kiss my way down his torso until I am even with the object of my desire, I look up at him as he looks down at me. My bodice gaping open revealing my pale mounds to his gaze then I lean foreward quickly and take him deeply into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his shaft and working my way back to the tip before gently starting the same slow torture over again, reveling in his taste and scent.
 
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Instinct

DYago (Dee-ogg-oh) Coldstorm

His skin is black as his care for those who seek her. He is tall as a young oak sapling, and he is cut strong, with shoulders broad: they must be so given the life work that has chosen him.

As quietly as a whispered curse upon the wind he moves so closesly to the group, some completely lost within gushing emotion that they seem more like animals smothered by the uncontrollable desire of a heat cycle. Closer still he moves, so close that they wouldn't be mistaken if they guessed within those cloaking shadows, another guest has practically joined them. Their laughter invades his memory from the time of childhood, the last time that long forgotten emotion found his lips. He listens to their frolic, and tries his best not to enjoy it. Their lust...

The pungent, sweet smell of sex lingering on the atmosphere like stroking fingers to his senses. The salt of heat beading on heaving chests. The animal grunts of depths tested, and soft smack of colliding tongues in his ears.

Dyago licks his own, sandpaper lips upon realizing that in his life he has never known love, or even the touch of a woman. To do so would compromise his purity - the only thing that allows him to be in her presence, or in her service. Yet, so long has he desired that his black skin begins to glow in the presence of such scorching eros. Through clenched teeth he forces those black, hungry emotions back into their cubby and embraces his duty.

Before this ends Dyago will find that he is not an animal of the forest, but a man lost within his own blackened heart. He may find redemption for the curses that have followd him. In all this he may find his humanity. Or, he may find out that the lonliness that consumes him is wrapped so tightly around his soul that he is unable to loose himself from its smothering embrace.

He steals one last glimpse of the scenes played out before him, and then skitters back into the safety of the lonely, black forest.

His heart aches knowing that he will act upon his duty should they actually find her, the forest ghost, the unbridled spirit of all that is wild, the unicorn. As surely as his arrows will strike home with unmatched, unprejudiced trueness, as they have of her past seekers, he will kill them, one and all, yet this time... this time it will hurt.

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I know I have entered late into this story, so, if I am too late, please, please let me know and I will happily remove myself from the entwining, entangling paths of this story, and read it to its entirity. :).
 
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Telereth

Years it had been since he had last been with a woman, and the feelings flooded his mind as if a dam had broken and poured all the passion and lust in the world into him. He felt her hand press against his manhood, bulging against his pants. She slowly undid his belt and sank down, planting kisses along his chest and belly. He leaned his head back and let out a low, growling moan as she slid her lips over the head of his cock. She slowly began sliding it in and out of her mouth, working her tongue along the length. He looked down at her, and she looked up at him, never before, even in the passion of the Demon's fire, had he felt such a desire for one individual. She reached up with one hand and pulled her bodice further apart, letting her ample breasts spill out into the cool night air, her nipples hardening. He placed one hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her beautiful dark hair.
 
Raven

I purr lightly in the back of my throat, sending vibration thru my lips. The feelings of his hands in my hair massaging gently were wonderful, finally I release him from my mouth and licked my way back up to his mouth. Reaching down I pull off the jerkin my pale skin seeming to glow in the moonlight, my breasts full and firm caressed by the cool night air increasing the sensation, the feeling of exposure. As his hands wander my body ravaging my skin, pulling me more tightly against him I can feel my control slipping ever so slightly. It has been years since I have felt someone was stong enough to handle a mating with me....I feel his strength his lust in our kiss, in his scent. I back up slightly pullng him with me never breaking our kiss until I feel a tree at my back. I wrap a leg around him as his hand reached under my thigh pulling me more tightly against his arousal. I can feel his thrusting his need to be inside me and I growl with impatience, the only thing between us now being my leather leggins.........."I can't......." I tear my lips away pleading in an agonized voice. "Help me get these damn things off!"
 
Telereth

He pushed her up against the tree behind her as he explored her mouth with his tongue, and her body with his hands. He felt her firm breasts, squeezing one in each hand, massaging them roughly. She put one leg up around him, her crotch pushing up against his bulging member. In his passion he heard something about getting her leggings off, but he was already thinking the same thing. He put one hand beneath her raised leg and lifted her from the ground easily, with his other hand he took the edge of her leggings in hand and tore them effortlessly from her body, the leather cords binding the seams snapping. His mouth left hers, planting kisses down her neck and biting her shoulder roughly. Still holding her in the air, he maneuvered her until he could feel the soft folds of her sex on the plump head of his cock. He lowered her and thrust upward at the same time, his mind lost to his passion, thrusting his full length inside of her. He kept himself buried in her, reveling in the feeling of her soft pussy wrapped around him, the then slowly pulled himself almost all the way out, and thrust into her again, the rough bark of the tree scratching her back.
 
Raven

I reveled in the feeling of his cock entering my body, the firmness of him driving into me...touching places no one had before. I welcomed the pain of the bark tearing my back feeling each sensation as something to keep pushing me close rand closer to the edge. A low growl came from deep within my throat when he bit me in the shoulder and as I threw my head back I reached one hand over my head extending my claws and holding myself up digging my claws into the tree, the other hand I had around his neck and I gently scraped the claws of that hand across his shoulder. I could feel the torn skin and trickles of blood on my back but I could have cared less.....this was primative, and passionate, and base..........this was mating. THe sounds coming from both of us was almost too much and as I felt the tension building inside of me I used my other leg to trip him and landing on top of him roughly began riding him, his cock deep inside me pushing me, spurring me ever foreward will I finally crested my muscles clamping down on him. I threw my head back in total surrender my nails digging into his chest as I held myself up, my back arched...taking my pleasure and taking him with me.........
 
Darris took her to the riverbank, where he led her down, still half in the water. He pushed his upper body up, so he could look down at her face, and grasped a handful of grass on either side of her shoulders.

Watching her intently, he began to increase the pace, thrusting his hard rod deep inside of her. The slick mud of the riverbank squelched a little with each drive forward he made, and her breasts bounced beautifully.
 
I lay there, with my legs wrapped around Darris as he drove into me harder and harder. My ample breasts bounced every time he drove into me and I grabbed my nipples, rolling them between my fingers. I looked up into his eyes, pure passion and fire in my eyes.

I held on tight with my legs as an orgasm ripped through my body, causing me to moan and gasp under him while my pussy convuled around his hard rod.

"Oh god .... Darris .... YES!"
 
Valandra

She heard the hunter crash, evidently the magical protection of the forest deterred the prowler. At the same time she wondered if he was all right, she played the odds and figured the hunter for male. She was about to shift human to find out when she detected a bird that was not native to the forest. By the time she realized the Raven was searching for her it was too late she had been spotted.

Now she knew there were more than just one looking for her. She went into her nearest cache of clothing and shifted form. It was tough as if she had to move through mud instead of water, the change not as fluid as it should have been. She pulled herself together and suddenly felt the presence of more humans and part humans. She pulled her clothing and a cloak on and sought out the nearest one, assuming he was the hunter that fallen.
 
He laid floating on his back a little longer, before he shifted to stand up. He couldn't quite touch bottom so he ended up swimming towards shore as Rutha landed on a nearby rock.

Rutha was about as tall as a Claysdale standing upright, about seven feet from the top of her back to the ground when standing on all fours. Her tail was five feet long and ended in a small razor-like spade. Her wingspan was about ten feet wide and her scales were a reddish-gold color. She settled back on the rock as she watched Nek'Mel make his way out of the water and stand there for a moment, looking down at himself.

"Time to get a fire going so I can dry out."

He unlaced his tunic and pulled it off. His elven chainmail shined in the moonlight before he pulled that off as well. He had an undershirt on under the mail and pulled it off as well. His physique was well-toned, but he was only slight built muscularwise. He dropped the articles in a pile on the ground as he looked around for a good place to setup a fire. He had not noticed the unicorn yet, but Rutha looked right at her, tilting her head curiously.
 
Telereth

He growled ferally as she rode him. His large hands gripped her round hips, digging his fingers into her flesh as he helped her pace, driving himself deep within her. One hand went to her breasts, squeezing the delicious globes then pinching her erect nipples. Not long now. The soft folds of her pussy squeezed his meat with every thrust. He leaned back his head and let out a howl, not the howl of a man, but the howl of a demon. He thrust himself deep within her, he could feel her pussy spasming around his cock. He drove himself as deep as he could and held her there as the first spurt of hot cum shot deep within her. His fingers dug into her flesh more and more with each successive shot, and in the end he came what felt like gallons within her. He reveled in the animalistic scent of their mating, the feel of hot flesh, her nails digging bloody gouges in his already scarred chest. He collapsed on the grass, his arms falling to his sides, his body going limp.
 
Re: Valandra

intriguess said:
She heard the hunter crash, evidently the magical protection of the forest deterred the prowler. At the same time she wondered if he was all right, she played the odds and figured the hunter for male. She was about to shift human to find out when she detected a bird that was not native to the forest. By the time she realized the Raven was searching for her it was too late she had been spotted.

Now she knew there were more than just one looking for her. She went into her nearest cache of clothing and shifted form. It was tough as if she had to move through mud instead of water, the change not as fluid as it should have been. She pulled herself together and suddenly felt the presence of more humans and part humans. She pulled her clothing and a cloak on and sought out the nearest one, assuming he was the hunter that fallen.

One scent drifted upon the air into her olfactory centers that was familiar. One of those few chosen to be her protector was also about. She knew his eyes were upon her, as well, and though she may have loathed the guardian's methods, safer still she did feel... at least for the moment.

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She is too vital to all that is the forest. She is too precious to be compromised. Dyago moves through the dense, blackened, forest growth with uncommon grace. His longbow drawn, a thick, black arrow knocked and ready. He shadows the creature whose presence never fails to awe him, and literally move his body to the point of exhaltation for her.

Though he knows she is aware of him, he makes no move to join her. Neither will he should she offer. His heart is wound too tightly this night, like a spring loaded bomb ready to explode in his chest, should the hairline trigger mechanism fail.

He knows she would calm him; that the wisdom that exists, even in her silence would bring him home to the reason of his being. And that is the very reason he makes no move to her side. Too long has he pushed this pain away, refused to deal with it. Too long has he left the fertile garden of his emotion untended, and now it is grown with weeds, and wild, dense thickets of scraping, jabbing briars.

Yet he watches her, and even still to this day to this very moment his eyes mist over once again, and he cannot ignore the ecstacy of life for which her very presence inspires. Ecstasy, he bitterly reminds himself, that those currently residing in the forest can bathe in, can lather themselves within, breath in, and exhale until the entirity of their bodies and souls are permeated with it - all, that is, but he. Still, he smiles genuinely, through great resistance for a brief moment and mouths his love for her on wind-silent whispers.

In ink black forest brush his, he allows gravity to take his eyes downward allows his keen ears to become his eyes.
 
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Raven

As the aftershocks flow through my body I allow myself to relax, falling foreward I rest my forehead on his....attempting to gain back control of my body. I breathe deeply feeling his body also relaxing. A genuine smile comes to my lips and a purr echos from the back of my throat, resonating through me and into him. "I don't think gentle lasted very long." I shiver slightly at the feel of the gashes across my back and the blood still wet along my skin. I sit up, feeling him still inside me and look down into his eyes...."Are you ok?"
 
Valandra

She had sensed the dragon earlier and now it looked at her as if to say, you can not hide from me in that form. It was both comforting and disturbing as she looked at the man the dragon obviously was attached to.
 
Mira's lovetunnel quivered about his cock in an orgasm, which brought Darris to the verge himself. He barely managed to pull out of her before wads of his hot cum erupted from his manhood, landing on her belly and against the underside of her breasts. He smiled down at her as he caught his breath.

"Sorry, you came down her to bathe, didn't you, and I made a mess..." he said, with a short laugh.
 
Telereth

The demon's fire began to burn out in his veins, his body began to cool, yet the desire still burned in his eyes as he looked up at her. He reached up and felt her belly.

"Do you know, I wonder, what my seed will create in you?"

He locked eyes with her, feeling his half-erect manhood still buried deep within her, their combined fluids locked in her womb.
 
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