Desmelda, the dryad priest
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| - | ''Just another day in the temple,'' you think to yourself as you thrust powerfully into the human girl. She moans as she slides across the stone bench. | + | ''Just another day in the temple,'' you think to yourself as you thrust powerfully into the human girl. She moans as she slides across the stone bench. The moans of pleasure echo throughout your chamber, the soft patter of the fountain to your left accompanying it. |
| - | She must be at least 17. Coming from a small rural village to the north, she's probably never had sex before. ''She's clearly enjoying it,'' you smirk to yourself. The girl has brown hair tied into a bun, glistening with sweat. Given the body she has, you're surprised she has never fucked before. A healthy figure, large breasts and ass, and a pretty face. ''Surely, she has had to experiment before. Maybe with one of the other village boys? Or her brothers? Either she has never fucked before, or I am the first one to do it properly.'' The girl has clearly given herself up to you as you tend to her. | + | She must be at least 17. Coming from a small rural village to the north, she's probably never had sex before. ''She's clearly enjoying it,'' you smirk to yourself. The girl has brown hair tied into a bun, glistening with sweat. Given the body she has, you're surprised she has never fucked before. A healthy figure, large breasts and ass, and a pretty face. ''Surely, she has had to experiment before. Maybe with one of the other village boys? Or her brothers? Either she has never fucked before, or I am the first one to do it properly.'' The girl has clearly given herself up to you as you tend to her. You reach around and fondle one of the breasts as it is pressed against the stone bench, forcing moans to emit from her mouth. |
The girl came into the temple with an intense fever. Lady Tania sent her straight to you. As she stumbled in, you could tell she had a nasty virus. ''Probably from that filthy river they have,'' you guessed. You asked the normal questions: how long have you been sick, is anyone else similarly sick, and do you agree to let the priests attend to you. You've surprised many patients with the last one. Few seem to know that dryads heal others through rigorous fucking. | The girl came into the temple with an intense fever. Lady Tania sent her straight to you. As she stumbled in, you could tell she had a nasty virus. ''Probably from that filthy river they have,'' you guessed. You asked the normal questions: how long have you been sick, is anyone else similarly sick, and do you agree to let the priests attend to you. You've surprised many patients with the last one. Few seem to know that dryads heal others through rigorous fucking. | ||
Current revision as of 04:57, 6 April 2017
Just another day in the temple, you think to yourself as you thrust powerfully into the human girl. She moans as she slides across the stone bench. The moans of pleasure echo throughout your chamber, the soft patter of the fountain to your left accompanying it.
She must be at least 17. Coming from a small rural village to the north, she's probably never had sex before. She's clearly enjoying it, you smirk to yourself. The girl has brown hair tied into a bun, glistening with sweat. Given the body she has, you're surprised she has never fucked before. A healthy figure, large breasts and ass, and a pretty face. Surely, she has had to experiment before. Maybe with one of the other village boys? Or her brothers? Either she has never fucked before, or I am the first one to do it properly. The girl has clearly given herself up to you as you tend to her. You reach around and fondle one of the breasts as it is pressed against the stone bench, forcing moans to emit from her mouth.
The girl came into the temple with an intense fever. Lady Tania sent her straight to you. As she stumbled in, you could tell she had a nasty virus. Probably from that filthy river they have, you guessed. You asked the normal questions: how long have you been sick, is anyone else similarly sick, and do you agree to let the priests attend to you. You've surprised many patients with the last one. Few seem to know that dryads heal others through rigorous fucking.
You grab onto the girls shoulders and push further into her. The stone bench has started to shake ever so slightly. To dryad standards, you're pretty typical, but you're beautiful to human standards. You represent humans in many aspects. You have long, flowing blue hair; large, succulent breasts; firm, fat ass; and a figure much like the girl's. One difference between you and humans is that you have light blue skin instead of white. Another difference is that while you have the appearance of a female human, you have a penis. This is the dryads' main method of healing girls like the one you are currently attending to. If it were a guy, they would have to fuck you. Your bodily fluid act like nectar; a cure-for-all. Any disease, whether it be a common cold or a serious virus, will be cure immediately after you cum. In this temple, there are a dozen dryads tending to multiple patients each day.
It's not like you don't like working at the temple. Before Lady Tania accepted you in, you wandered the wilderness, occasionally fucking the odd traveler. That life had a certain charm to it. There are many positive things about working at the temple that you didn't regularly have in the wild: one of them being able to fuck beautiful humans every day. Tending to humans is very pleasing work, this girl might be the best patient you had all week. The best part is that your stamina has increased tenfold since you started. For example, the girl has orgasmed four times since you started while you are now getting close to climax.
You moan as you move your hands from her shoulders to her hips. The girl grabs hold of the bench as you thrust faster in deeper. You moan loudly as you spray your cum deep within the girl, who also screams in pleasure in her own orgasm. You get up from the end of the bench and walk towards to the fountain. "Feeling better, my dear?" You ask the exhausted girl.
She sits up, still covered in sweat, catching her breath, "much better... thank you..."
"It was my pleasure. Healing the sick is a true passion of mine," you lie. My real passion is to fuck beautiful girls like you, your mind corrects. You wash your face in the fountain, kiss the girl on the forehead, and send her on her way. "If you ever need healing, please come find me!" You call back to her. You close your wooden door and lay on the stone bench, listening to the fountain. Kinds sad all I did was fuck her, no foreplay, you think, Hmm, I wonder if Haliya is bust. While fucking humans is pleasurable, it's also your job. Sometimes your fellow dryad sisters spend time together, measuring your ability to "heal." Haliya and you have "tested" each other multiple times, and you know she's also looking for more pleasure. However, you still have a job. There's probably a crowd of sick people, men and women waiting, you think, Lady Tania might get mad if she catches Haliya and me fucking. You begin to stroke your ever-hard dick pondering on what to do.
