Lilliana of the Forest
John is a young lonely man that dreams of green eyes. A short story written for annon
“John for fucks sake get out of bed, its nearly ten and we have a 4 hour drive to the park.”, his mother yelled at him from the living room where she was gathering the last of her camping supplies. “Your uncle is waiting.”. Disgruntled, John gets out of bed scratching at his balls and cock, ‘fuck this why cant I just stay here watching some porn.’ He thought to himself as he got ready to go out the family trip.
He pulled some close off the ground where he had dropped it a day or to ago and went to wash his mouth and get ready. He wasn’t in much of a rush to get anywhere. He passed a hand through his tan hair and rub the crud out a pair of light blue eyes. He grabbed a long sleeve sweater with a hoody he wasn’t risking getting burned in the spring sun.
Passing by the kitchen, he grabbed a protein bar. Begrudgingly he grabbed his bag from his bag at his mother request and duck into the back of van where he could get some privacy. He navigated the web some until he found a video of a guy being forced to stay still as tight figured dom rode his dick. That sure was hot. He day dreamed of finding a girl that would seduce him and take him away from all the bull shit in his life. The girl had brilliant green eyes of that he was sure.
The ride was mostly uneventful other than you having worked yourself up and being unlikely to get the privacy necessary to get off. I could have gotten a job and stayed home, he thought to himself as he made it through the parking lot of the forest reserve. John could with some effort admit that the ancient forest was beautiful in its own way calling him beckoning him forward. “Would it so bad to get lost in my branches?” he could almost here the forest say.
“Help me set up the tents John.” His uncle cried out. John tried to help he really did but he just couldn’t stay motivate he kept messing up the tent and the forest it kept distracting him just a sound or a tree in bloom. It was all so beautiful he just wanted to walk in and explore. Still he remained trying to build the tent for as long as his uncle kept at it.
That night the whispers in his mind grew unignorable, he took his phone setting up the flash light he walked around looking for something he knew he had to find but couldn’t possibly tell you what it was. A song perhaps a beautiful melody sung by the wind as it blue through the leaves. Perhaps by the insects as they chirped in the branches of the oaks whatever it was. Wherever it came from John had to find it he felt his soul pooled to the beautiful voice of a women.
The voice led him to cave not beg enough for two to pass through its threshold all the same he went through and he must have fallen a sleep because it was daytime again and the forest around him was marvelous in its grandeur. Flower of every tipe bloomed around and giggling voices could be heard from trees and most of all was the song so beautiful and so lonely John heart nearly broke in two from the sound of it alone.
He arrived finally at the source of the music a girl perhaps a year younger than him perhaps uncountable millennia older than him stood their naked at the center of a lake that seemed to glow from her beauty alone. Orchid skin flowed graciously over a curvaceous body a slim waste with ample thighs and blossom. Her fire mane wrapped over delicate features and piercing green eyes that literally glowed.
He was immediately struck desperate to kiss the glossy nectar of her green lips. She of course noticed John staring at her lips and eyes. She stopped her song and spoke like the forest or the rain. “Hello young man, son of Giah, my name is Lillian. Would you bless me with the pleasure of knowing your name.” “John…” he stuttered. “Well John I was hoping to perhaps meet someone like yourself today.”, as she spoke beautiful young women seem to giggle and dance between the trunks of trees before once again disappearing into the forest of course none as beautiful as Lillian.
“Son of Giah, would you tell me of your life?” “Well I don’t know what to tell you I have nothing their. I’m obligated to find work so I can live independently and find someone to raise a family with. The problem is I want nothing to do with that and … and when I close my eyes there are a pair of green eye green eyes exactly like yours. For years I’ve dreamed of your eyes.”
Lillian though to herself a profit in this day. She hadn’t known of a mortal profit in more than two millennia. What could possibly have brought for such a vision to such a lonely pair of blue eyes. “That is very rare young mortal. Not your displeasure at your life my song often calls forth men unsatisfied with their lives. Often they are more than willing to stay with me for all eternity. I would offer to you what I offered them follow me.” She order and John without a second thought complied.
He followed the goddess to her temple a gothic cathedral of red woods vines and and flowers. The light glimmered onto every surface in the back where multiple man size pods.” I offer you eternal youth and life as my slave, your seed will be my substance, and your body my entertainment.” John coward as her voice came through with all the power of the goddess she was and yet he could feel himself grow hard at her offer.
“Anytime with you is worth a hundred lives with my life outside this place. If I could make love to you once I would gladly live a thousand lives inside of one of your cocoons.” Was John’s response to the offer. Her hips swayed from side to side as she luxuriated strutting towards you and your deep blue eyes. “Gladly young one.” She said before taking your lips in her own sucking and bighting before pressing a sweetly flavored tongue into the mans mouth. The tongue explored his mouth and John passionately attempted to do the same to worship this goddess with his mouth.
When she lifted her head from his lips it was only to kiss along his chin and neck. Blue eyes in her mind. Pink flesh on her lips. She kissed down the young mans body eliciting shutters and moans as she ripped his clothes to tatters kissing the flesh that would be held beneath licking at nipple and navel as she followed down and down. Until his throbbing cock lay rigid in her supple hands pumping him she takes his cock in her mouth and revels at the taste of his pre.
She sucked in the cock like a babe on a tit. Bobbing her head along the flesh until her thirst was satiated by his seed. When John came so did his world black out his mind blanking out at shear intensity of his orgasm. “You are a virgin are you not. I haven’t had a virgin sacrifice in hundreds of years?”
“You are my first, although many powerful women have caught my eyes none of them where you. I haven only ever dreamt of being taken by you. Having you have your way with my body as you ride me into the ground as your servants take turns getting me ready for you.”
“Oh my young little Gain did you enjoy as my voice pulled you away from you flock. Do you covet how my touch leaves you hard and wanting. Should my flowers weaken your knees bring you back to full mast. I could ride your cock like the tender meat it is.” Her words may as well been narrations as vines bloomed about him driving mad with lust while simultaneously leaving him without control of his body.
As you lay on the ground Lilian place an opalescent leg to each side of lap crotching down she took his cock engorged beyond anything he had ever felt. She teased her clit with it stroking it against her folds. She dipped it between her lips and began to bounce on it as she played with the hood of her button willing you too look at wet pussy as it engulfed your scarlet colored cock.
Soon she would turn so you could marvel at her ass and midrift as it took you into her. At that moment as you felt her vines bind your legs and walls suck on your cock your felt so complete and so full it could be only one thing you dare not speak lest you be considered and insolent mortal. Believing himself entitaled to the love of a god.
Conversely, as his cock filled her wanton pussy as it became soaked with desire for him as his blue eyes filled her divine soul to the brim to the point where she willed herself to turn when she could no longer bare to see them look into her soul. What was plain to be seen a goddess falling in love with her pray. Yet she had this son of Giah and his wonders dick that filled her so completely. She was in love and she knew as she knew her soul had found the one that pulled it like a load stone to iron.
Her walls convulsed over his dick as came in her and they felt complete words that wouldn’t be denied fell from both their the lips at once. “My queen you are my one true love.” “My king your are the only one I could ever love.” And so there souls would be bound for eternity. All the imposters where given to her servants although each wished only to ready their king for her majesty.
A universe away where life was still bound by time and consequence a man would be lost his family they would do there obligation search for him none would find a cave that no longer existed and yet they would each feel that perhaps he had found what they could not give him.