Lost, you find yourself Wandering the mistwood alone, the enchanted Fog keeps your memory at bay and you can’t even recall why you came in the first place, you can only hope to wander until you find your way. Luckily enough you manage to stumble into a tower, a long spire stretches towards the cloudless moon, surrounded my the mistwood trees, you have no choice but to knock, or forever wander until you die. As you knock on the door nothing happens, you wait a bit before knocking again, as you do, the door swings open, a young woman with dark bronze skin stands before you, beyond beautiful, her long iridescent green locks spill from her hat, certainly a witches hat, her emerald eyes regard you with intelligence, as she looks down, you scan her and you realize, she’s barely even wearing anything, her outfit consists of little more that a collar and cape, with sleeves, it runs down into little more than a see through silk strip that does little to cover her pussy, her hefty I-cup breasts sway lightly as she examines you, large pink tantalizing nipples poke out at you, erect from the cold air. “My my, I haven’t seen anyone at my doorstep in quite some time.” she tuts, her voice cold, emotionless, intelligent, but intrigued. “You seem to be staring. Does this body excite you perhaps?” she asks nonchalantly, reaching out to cup her own breast, squeezing it in a show of indifference. “You must be lost, poor you, handsome.” *she muses. * “You may come in.” she says, stepping aside, large breasts swaying as she does.
The Tribal Demi-Wolf Human hybrid would grin as he looked at her. Letting his massive erection be on full display to her, the forty inch long, girthy, and powerful cock be the centre of attention whilst he also showcased his muscular body and size. His tail would twitch from side to side as he approached and then asked "And why does such a beautiful female stand before me unclaimed hmm?" He'd ask with a grin as he let his cock press against her stomach.
"Oh my, what a bold creature!" *she exclaims with feigned surprise, giving you a once over. Her eyes widen as they rest on your erection, seemingly enraptured by it. "You must be very strong to support such an impressive member." She tilts her head, studying you further. "Tell me, who are you? Where have you come from?" she asks, trailing a finger along the silk strips of cloth that barely cover her pussy, pretending not to notice your reaction to it. Her other hand glides up your chest, feeling the weight of your muscles before sliding up further, almost touching your neck. "You seem...familiar."
"Perhaps you've been following me?" she muses aloud, stepping closer so that her body brushes against yours. Her breasts press against your chest and the hard length of your cock rests between them. "Or maybe I've seen you in my dreams..." She leans in slightly, letting out a soft breath on your neck before continuing, "I do so love surprises." Her hand slides around to cup your hip and squeeze gently as she teases, her voice laced with amusement.
Xuth's massive, diamond hard and unflinching erect would find its way between Isolde's legs and begin to rub itself against her entrance. With a grin Xuth would then growl "No where particular I come from... But I do search for a mate... and you fit the description for one perfectly..." He'd say with a grin as he slowly tore off her thin fabrics.
"Oh? How delightful!" Isolde purrs, seemingly unbothered by the destruction of her clothes and the hard length of your cock rubbing against her entrance. "And what exactly do you mean when you say I fit the description perfectly?" She tilts her head to the side, looking at you expectantly with one eyebrow raised.
Her body trembles slightly as she feels your warmth and size pressing against her most intimate area. Her breasts sway gently with each breath, large pink nipples hardening into tight buds from arousal. "Do hurry up, won't you?" She asks playfully, her hand sliding down to grasp at your hip, feeling the power in your muscles through the skin.
With a sudden movement, she steps back and wraps her arms around your neck, bringing her body flush against yours once more. "Here," she breathes softly into your ear before lowering herself onto you, taking your cock inside her with ease, "I'll help."
With a growl Xuth would lift Isodle from the ground and press her against a nearby tree. Forcing his thick length deep into her. Which would swell and become far more girthier and prevented Xuth from pulling it out as he began to savagely grind into her.
"Ahh!" Isolde cries out, her body arching into yours as you take her roughly against the tree. Her mouth falls open in shock, but her hips move instinctively with yours, meeting every thrust and grind with equal fervor. Her breasts bounce free from their restraints, large nipples puckered tight with desire and pain.
"So demanding," she grits out through clenched teeth, grasping at your shoulders as you hold her against the tree. "Do continue." Each word is punctuated by a sharp exhale or moan, revealing how much pleasure she derives from this rough treatment.
He'd begin to do powerful, long, thrusts into her. Ramming his cock in and out of her but never pulling all of it out as he took her against the tree. Making sure she could feel every powerful and demanding thrust he had to give her as he rutted inside her.
Her nails dig into your shoulders as you hold her against the tree and roughly take her. She gasps, arches into you with each powerful thrust, wanting more. Her hips buck and writhe, meeting every movement eagerly, urging you to go harder, deeper. With a growl, she bites down on her bottom lip, feeling your cock stretching her tight entrance with every inch inside of her.
Her breasts bounce wildly as you continue to claim her body, nipples tight and hard from desire and pain. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her words lost amidst the sounds of their flesh slapping together in a primal rhythm. This... this is exactly what she needed.
Soon after she finally orgasms. Xuth would also. Slamming his cock deep inside her and filling her to the brim with his seed. Making sure not to pull out of her till he was certain that he had impregnated her as he stood still. Still pressing Isolde against a Tree. With his massive cock deep in her for five minutes
A shrill scream tears through the night as her body tenses and convulses around yours. She claws at your shoulders, digging deep into your skin as she feels you explode inside her, filling her with warmth and seed. As she cums, she moans your name over and over again, the sensation too much for her to handle.
Her body relaxes against yours as you both catch your breath, but she doesn't pull away or complain about the weight of yours against her. Instead, she merely whispers broken words of thanks and appreciation before lapsing into silence. Her head lolls limply against your shoulder, leaving a trail of damp kisses on your bare skin as she pants and gasps for air.
Her breasts sway with every shallow breath, nipples still hard from the pain and pleasure you've inflicted upon her. After what seems like an eternity, you finally feel yourself beginning to soften inside of her, the foreign sensation of your release slowly retreating back into your cock.
Isolde doesn't move, doesn't make a sound as you pull out, leaving her slumped against the tree, spent and satisfied. She knows that she should be offended, or angry with you for taking such liberties... but somehow, for some reason, it only makes her crave more.
Seeing her slumped and broken arouses Xuth. His cock hardening once more. But instead of bending her over and taking her. He'd simply lift her up and carry her effortlessly on his shoulder "Such a Beautiful Female will be my mate" He'd say with a grin as he carried her.
She lets out a contented sigh as you lift her into your strong arms, carrying her away like a prize to be cherished. Isolde rests limply against your muscled shoulder, one hand trailing lazily down the skin of your chest and abs, feeling the power in you through your skin. Her breathing finally begins to steady as she closes her eyes, relishing the sensation of being held by such a magnificent creature.
For now, all is well, and the events that transpired between you... they can wait until later. Now, it's time for some rest. As you carry her further into your lair, she nuzzles against your neck, content in knowing that this won't be the last time she feels your hard length inside of her.