Her grip on him was unyielding. To have his cock buried so deep within her so suddenly, her warm, wide hips practically connected to him, her strong legs wrapped, squeezing around his body… He was suddenly out of his mind. Inside of her body in so many ways. She grabbed hold of his head and pressed her mouth into his, claiming him with an aggressive, powerful kiss, devouring him above and below. His eyes rolled back and reflected on how suddenly this had happened — being ravished by a forest spirit, a Goddess of the Earth. He could smell such sweetness emanating off of her plantlike hair. Flowers bloomed upon the strands. Her body felt like a woman’s, though it was so much more -- plantlike fuzz was upon and within her pussy that added to the overwhelming sensation around his cock, rubbing him, engulfing his tip. Her tongue was so soft and wet and she did not release his lips — her saliva was something beyond any ordinary woman’s, tasting sweet and thick. Her height and overall voluptuous size weighed down upon him, a force of delicious flesh and succulent feminine.
She kissed and dug deep into his mouth as if starving, tilting her head to-and-fro, holding him so close. He breathed hard through his nose, tugging on the vine-like restraints holding him in place, but only because he desired to touch her body… To feel those thighs and hug her even tighter. But she had him ensnared, held exactly where she wanted him so she could devour to her heart’s content.
It had all happened so fast…
Jax Nera had been an adventurer for a while, now a twenty-eight year old man with some deep experience under his belt. He was a monster hunter, defending the weak from threats that they could not handle. He had plenty of close calls in his few years of fighting. Whether it was death or enslavement by the nefarious forces that work in the dark… he had nearly become a plaything for a group of Vampiric Mistresses, but he had fought his way out of their grasp — He had fought against Covens of Witches who were threatening the land with their necromancy — Succubi which nearly defeated him — He had slain Dragons and giant beasts and taken care of Bandit camps.
Jax had made a name for himself as a hero. And he had also made a name for himself as an enemy for the beings that threatened the lives of everyday peaceful people. He was alright with it, however. Everyday that passed he found himself at the mercy of forces greater than his own but he always found a way out.
As he set up camp deep in the forest, he exhaled deeply, thinking back to his recent encounter with a hideout of Bandit women who were terrorizing local, weak villages. That was a fun night for sure… they had bested him in combat and decided to keep him as a pet which they only enjoyed for a single night. They still came after him from time to time but it was nothing he couldn’t handle. Though he’d be lying if he said these encounters didn’t excite him. The world was dangerous, yet he’d made some desirable enemies if he was being honest. The situations he would find himself in were a mix of terror and pleasure.
He grinned to himself, wondering how he had gotten to this point as a hero. Regardless, he brought himself back to the campfire, prepared to cook up the meat he had hunted in these woods. He had some spices he had collected from neighboring towns that he was excited to try. And the spot he had set up for himself was cozy and peaceful. He sat before a small fire he had set up with collected stones, a pile of wood and kindling next to it. It was a nearly perfect circle of open grass with a nice rock to sit upon. The trees were tall and everything held a scent and aura of wet earthen soil, leaves and flowers.
Jax stretched tall and lowered himself down onto the grass, feeling the soft sunlight upon him as the fire ate up and gradually grew for him. He smiled and was prepared for a night of little adventure and danger and lots of reward in the form of relaxation and good food.
The snapping of a twig interrupted his peace. Clearly the sound of something heavy and something in movement.
He sat up quickly and looked in its direction to find a woman. In the next second his body became covered in goosebumps and shivers, quickly recognizing she was no ordinary woman. She stood maybe seven feet tall. Her body as green as the plantlife that surrounded her, her hair thick and long in a darker shade of that green. Her sizable bust was visible to him and his eyes fell upon her breasts for a long while before he blinked and shook his head, bringing him back to his senses.
“Uh —” he got to his feet and stared into the distant woman’s eyes, which were a bright red, staring directly at him, “Hello there!” He swallowed, nervous, but wanted to treat all travelers with kindness, no matter who or what they may be. In his heart, of course, he feared another creature of the darkness that he would have to slay. “Would you like to share my fire? It’s becoming chilly with the lowering sun, isn’t it?”
The woman just stared, her eyes looking right through him, her face gorgeous with a button nose and full lips that parted ever so slightly.
The woman who stared was much more than just a woman — she was Illya, a Goddess of Nature. Her body and soul not much different than a mortal woman's besides her reservoir of magic. Within her, she felt conflicting things, staring at the man before her. He had killed the residents of these woods for his own gain. A deep anger and desire to harm filled her heart — however, she was taken aback by the man’s immediate kindness and handsome face and body. He was of average height for most fighting men, but his eyes were gorgeous. A strong mouth and jaw, and as her eyes traveled down she was taken in by his collarbone, his chest, his build beneath his tunic which had become somewhat loose on him from the long journey.
Illya tugged at her hair in frustration, always the romantic when it came to mortal men. They were just too cute to handle!
Her mouth became thick with saliva… small flowers bloomed upon her as her mixture of hatred and desire made her excited with each passing second. She had never been brave enough to approach a mortal man for relations… this might be her breaking point.
Jax slowly made his way back down to his seat, sweating from the amount this woman was staring. And then she approached, entering the clearing nice and slow, the sway of her walk making him lose his breath, making his heart skip a beat. His eyes fell upon her entirely naked body, the unbelievable curvature and perfection and strangeness of her emerald, plant-like flesh. Jax clenched his eyes shut and turned away.
“I’m sorry! I don’t mean to stare — would you care for a cloak? Are you cold?”
Illya’s heart fluttered and she brought her fingers to her mouth as she spurted out a laugh. Her face became visibly red and couldn’t take the adorable kindness of this man! A mortal wanting to take care of someone as powerful as her was a precious thing. Illya stepped closer and held her hands behind her back, leaning in close.
“You do not seem to know who you speak with, mortal.” She smiled and couldn’t look away from his nervousness.
Jax looked up at her, overtaken by her height and swallowed. “Oh. I’m sorry… I don’t.” He stood up and held out his hand. “My name is Jax Nera. It’s nice to meet you. Please, sit if you’d like.”
Illya took his hand with both of hers and felt his skin. Instantly she could feel all of his feelings as her own. And he was turned on by her. Which made her doubly excited, that tingling, crawling feeling between her legs nearly overtaking her. She gritted her teeth and grabbed him tightly.
“You’ve killed beings in this forest,” she said intensely. “As Goddess of these trees, I must deliver punishment upon you.”
Jax just stared. Then he remembered the animals he had hunted for his meal tonight. He went cold and then remorseful. If this was a Goddess of Nature he must have truly harmed her. He was the dark creature for someone else now. He looked into her eyes and remorse overpowered his lust and attraction for the moment.
“Oh… I’m truly sorry. I don’t mean to cause harm, I just… I needed food for the night. It’s all I know when it comes to finding food for myself.”
Illya pulled him close, taking in his apology and ignoring it, planning to punish and own him in return for his violence.
“Don’t worry, male,” she said, hugging him close, watching him blush as his face was pushed against her breasts. Oh, he was so warm and smelled so delicious! “I’ll give you plenty to eat tonight.”
And the next thing Jax knew, she had used magic to ravish him entirely. She created a makeshift seat out of vines and moss and soft plantlife, restrained his arms and legs to it with vines, and was now upon him, moaning wildly, riding him intensely, devouring, devouring, devouring…
There wasn’t a single part of him that denied her. He accepted the punishment with bliss in his heart and heaven within his body. Her size and body was unreal and it had only been a few minute since she completely overtook him. He would cum any moment — she was too much — he flinched and writhed and drooled beneath her messy kiss.
“I… Oh Gods, I…”
Illya licked his cheek and breathed hot breath into his face. “There are no Gods here, male. Only your Goddess.”
That sent him over the edge. His cock pumped and pulsed deep inside her unbelievable pussy and was about to —
— he felt something poke him in the back — his cock pumped and his mind and heart reached the edge of orgasm but it never went all the way. He felt himself become filled with some kind of heat and doubled lust. Illya giggled and rode him, watching his back arch, his head throw itself back, her pet desperately try to cum.
And then the sensation went away. The lust built once more and Jax was desiring more of her. Illya sighed sweetly and hugged him close.
“Mmmm,” she cooed, “More of that. I want so much more of that…”
Jax breathed hard in confusion, in unbelievable ecstasy. He had orgasmed — but he didn’t at the same time. It left his mind swimming. “What… what just happened…?”
Illya laughed and stopped her movement, simply leaving him inside of her pumping and pushing, his hips giving her cute little thrusts. “I injected you with something special from a rare plant.” She leaned in close and whispered into his ear, “It’s something that ceases your ability to cum.” She looked into his eyes as he reacted with disbelief. Illya laughed and held her hot face. “Oh, I love your reactions, pet!” She hugged him tightly, burying his face between her breasts and rode his cock hard, so overjoyed to finally be able to dominate a mortal man. “It lets me use you to my heart’s content without your cumming and ruining it for me! Ahh! And then… if you’re a good boy… I’ll give you the antidote so you can… cum.” She said that word in a soft whisper into his ear and it made him jump and shiver.
She said it again and again, filling his brain with that desire, with that need. “I’ll let you cum if you’re a good boy… You want to cum so badly, don’t you? You’ve never been with a Goddess… it’s nearly unbearable how intense the pleasure is, right? You want to cum again and again… cum, cum, cum, cum deep, deep, deep inside me…”
Jax’s brain was melting… sweat poured from him… drool waterfalled out of his lips at her words and the womanly softness of her voice. Her beauty and his orgasm was the only thing on his mind. Her pussy was pure heaven, unlike any woman he had ever been with. The way it squeezed and melted around him, the way it rubbed and gripped and the heat and the fuzz and the… and the…
He was cumming again, thrusting up into her, making her voice cry out even more, suffocating him in her chest once again. And once again he couldn’t go past that peak of orgasm. Jax made noises he didn’t even know he could make. He gasped for air for the first time in a long time. He choked on his spit and fell into her, desperate, defeated unlike ever before.
“Aww,” she said, petting his head, circling her hips. “I haven’t even cum yet and you’re so exhausted!” She pushed him back and got close to him, looking deeply into his eyes. “Am I going to end up breaking your mind?” She grinned. “Am I going to end up having to take care of you forever and ever?” She growled and huffed and felt his cock bring her to the peak — It was rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, filling her so well. And his sexy face and body, her nails digging into his flesh, the feeling of dominating such a kind-hearted man in such a cruel way drove her over the edge. She wrapped herself around him again, exploding in heat and love — flowers bloomed and spores exploded — so much nectar and pollen spurted and poured out of her and her voice filled the forest with her aggression and ecstasy as she came.
Though she came to a rest for a moment, Jax never stopped humping, never ceased his desire. She slowly stood, pulling him out of her and he whimpered like a dog, wordless and desperate.
“Goddess… Goddesss…” Within his mind he couldn’t believe he had been driven to this. But he looked up at her, circling him and his hips continued to move on their own, his cock continued to pulsate more powerfully than ever. He was in love with this creature. He didn’t want this to ever end. Was this his final adventure before he wound up belonging to some feminine being after all?
“Oh don’t worry, male,” her voice crackled. “I’m not even close to being finished with you.” She sighed pleasantly and leaned into his body from behind, wrapping her arms around him. “We need to put that mouth to work next."
To be continued?
Episodic adventures of a fantasy hero finding himself in erotic scenarios sounds like fun. I'd like to continue these stories featuring Jax if people like. Thanks for reading :)