Forest of Old
The characters are my property. They have no relation to real life people - except that the male one is sort of me...
Typical young adolescent that I am, I did not listen to my fathers warning not to enter the forest to the north of Dark Valley. Regret it, I do not! Being a farmer's son, I was sent into the local town to deliver the prize horses my dad had bred for Lord Amos. The town was like all other towns. Lots of people. The king's guard stationed here and there protected the peace. I made the delivery. The Lord was most impressed. He could not stop commenting on the beautiful black mare. She was truly a magnificent beast. My dad entrusted her to my care when she was little. I took good care of her and spoiled her some. I was going to miss her. She was in all essence my pet. By the time all the pleasantries were finished it was afternoon already. I had to walk home. It was going to be a real long walk. The route I was supposed to take curved around the mountain and then led down into the valley that was my home. Being the lead horse breeder for the King and his Lords my dad got paid really well. The horses were my fathers' pride. Considering all the old wives tales about the forest north of the Dark Valley, I headed in its direction. True it was gigantic. It bordered many kingdoms. It would be so much shorter to merely cut through the first part of the woods and then across the Dark Valley to get home. The valley bordered our own although no one ever went in that direction. Nearing the forest the plant life grew denser. It probably was my imagination, but the leaves seemed a darker green. I shrugged as I saw a decayed sign across the barely visible path leading into the forest. "STAY CLEAR" it read. I merely shrugged. The walk was pleasant. The air was fresh and the light played amongst the undergrowth. The deeper I went the more beautiful the forest became. Clearly the animals there were not used to the presence of humans. They did not even run away or startle as I passed. This was surprising. My mind drifted as I walked. From somewhere came the memory of an ancient pact made by people who used to live in this forest and the Dark Valley and some kings of old. I dismissed it as a daydream. In the distance I heard the roar of a small waterfall. I was making real good time. No need to get home too early. My father would just ask how I got home so fast and would not want to worry him by telling the truth. A swim would be refreshing I thought and headed in the direction of the roar. When I got there I was pleasantly impressed. From a straight rock face plunged a clear stream of water into an ample sized pool surrounded by rounded rocks. From there the stream trickled into the opposite direction I was headed in. Gladly I removed my clothes and put it behind some rocks. Got some bread from my pack as well. Might as well have lunch. I sat there naked as a babe eating the sweet bread. After that I dived in. The water was surprisingly not cold. It was almost warm. The stream must connect to a hot spring higher up. It would not be strange. There is a small hot spring near our homestead. Taking a deep breath I dived into the dark depths. As I broke the surface after a couple of seconds, I froze... Two green coloured eyes were looking at me. Two strange looking green eyes. I paddled toward where I could stand. Being caught swimming naked must have given me a light shock. The shock that followed was much greater. Those green eyes were still looking at me. They were not entirely human. The ears were slightly pointed as well. The creature was covered in dun coloured fur and was pointing a drawn arrow at me. The craft of the bow and arrow was exquisite. This I knew instantly since a vice I indulged in was the collecting of exotic weaponry. Looking past the arrow's point I saw that it was a female. She motioned at me to get out of the water. Having an arrow pointed at your chest is a great incentive for haste. Ignoring my nakedness I got out. I noticed a brief downward glance from her side as I backed up slowly and pulled on my leggings. I thought to make a run for it. But my curiosity got the better of me. I was on one side of the pool and she on the other. We stood there merely looking at each other. She was dressed in a dark leather skirt-like garment. A lighter patterned piece of leather covered her ample breasts. Her hair hung to her hips. The light made patterns on her fur. What intrigued me most was the snaking of a tail from behind her. She looked at me and I at her. She must have tired of this and slowly came walking around the pools edge towards me. As she came closer I could see my own curiosity reflected in her eyes. I raised my hands into a neutral position with hope of her lowering that bow of hers. It worked. She lowered it and put it on the ground. She nudged it with her foot and it slipped of the round rock softly falling onto the grass-covered ground. Slowly she raised her hands as well and gave a step closer to me. I did the same. She pulled a dagger from a pouch on her hip. She did not hold it threateningly, but it was there as warning. She circled me. I stood still while trying to mentally calm my beating heart. She touched my shoulder with her free hand. It was warm. She proceeded to inspect me all over. My ears seemed to interest her. It was not pointed like hers. She stroked my chest. The few black hairs must have confused her. I tensed as she stroked my slightly hairy abdomen. She must have finished her inspection because she eased into a kneeling position in front of me. With the dagger she motioned me to do the same. I felt relief as she threw the dagger onto the ground next to the bow. I was safe. But what more did she want. Slowly, as if not to startle me, she took my hand in hers. The palm was not furred. I looked at her face as she pulled my hand towards her stomach. As she did that she nodded at me and smiled. I returned the smile. Her smile grew as I frowned when she guided my hand upwards. With her other hand she untied and took off the piece of leather covering her breasts. I audibly gasped. She giggled as she let go of my hand and leaned backwards on both arms, thrusting her breasts towards me. I was stunned into total motionlessness. She wanted me to continue touching her. Her fur was incredibly soft. Only her small pointed nipples was without fur. I played with it between my middle and index finger. She must have liked it because she was making a sound that could only be describes as a purr. I put my other hand to her free breast and did the same. The purr grew louder. She looked down at my groin and smiled, this time showing her teeth. Her incisors were only a bit more pronounced than I thought. I looked down as well. It was clear this unusual experience was exiting me. I continued softly caressing her breasts. They were soft to the touch and just as warm as her hands. The light fur crackled after each stroke. Suddenly and with a light growl she pushed me over on my back and proceeded to untie the strings of my leggings. What else could I do but remain motionless. She tugged off my leggings and threw it in the direction of my other clothes. A bemused smile creased her forehead as she looked at my nakedness. I was totally exited by this encounter. The only girl I have been with had commented favourably on my size so I did not feel ashamed about it. What bothered me was the way this "girl" was looking at it. She climbed on top of me. The sun had baked her fur. She was warm on top of me. Her nipples touched my own. What came next caught me totally of guard. Her tale rapped itself around the top of my leg as she leaned into me even further and kissed me full on the lips. They tasted sweet. It was so gentle a gesture. Her eyes twinkled as she pulled back from the kiss. Taking a chance I embraced her and kissed her back. Her tongue was alive. She broke the kiss after a couple of heartbeats and got into position with her legs astride of me. She guided me into her and eased down onto me. She took me entirely. I gripped her just under her breasts as she started a slow but rhythmic pelvic thrust. I felt her tense for one moment. Her tail tightened around my leg as well. Then she picked up pace. Between each completed motion she gave a low growl. The growls came closer and closer together until they merged into a single low moan. We climaxed at the exact same instant. I thought that tail of hers was going to cut off the blood flow in my leg. Waves of pleasure rippled through her as well myself. Her fur was damp under my sweating hands. She fell forward exhausted nuzzling her face against mine. I lay there holding her like that while our hearts beat in unison. We were still coupled. We lay like that in the sun for only heaven knows how long until she pulled free of my embrace and put on her scant clothes again. I followed her example and dressed as well. After she dressed she came toward me and hugged me. My eyes widened as she whispered something in my ear. She hopped off the rock, picked up her weapons and ran into the forest. I looked in my palm. As she whispered in my ear she put a small amulet in my hand. What exactly had just happened? Looking up at the sun I realised it was time to head home and with haste at that. I only briefly acknowledged the greeting of some of our servants as I entered our house. I headed upstairs straight for my room and lay down on my bed, hands behind my head. "Come to our valley's edge at midnight during the next full moon", was what she had said. I was sure going to be there. I wanted to meet this fantastic girl once again. I thought my father a fool when he forced me to be intensively tutored as a young child. He always says that a man must be educated as best he can. I am thankful for that now. One of the subjects I was taught, was the language of the ancients. It was a long dead language only studied in monasteries and some tutors of higher education. The language was apparently not as dead as they thought. That was the language she spoke... * * *
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