The Huntress

Warning

Strong Sexual Content

Grpahtic Langauge

Adult Mattieral

If you are offended by Erotica or under the age of 18 do not read beyond this point. If you choose to ignore this warning, I am not responseable.

The Huntress

Maborn a strapping young lad of seventeen years currently was left hanging by his ankle upside down from a tree as a bit of rope circled around his booted ankle. He cursed himself a fool, as he of all people a rather experienced tracker and skilled hunter for his age had somehow fallen for one of the oldest hunting tricks in the books. His long pale hair hung down as he was left staring at the ground below him. His arrows and bow currently left in a heap below him from where they had been dropped when the trap was sprung. More then once he had tried to pull himself up just enough to cut the rope and free himself but it came to no end. "HELLLLLO! HEEEEEEELP!" He called out, though it seemed at first to no end for it had been a quiet morning and he had gotten off on an early start. He left his village when it was still sleeping and yet dew still coated softly upon the ground, a crisp chillness in the air made him glad for his leathers which kept him warm, but he enjoyed the feeling.

He was all about to give up hope, feeling certain that he would be stuck here until noon when others might like to come out and spot him when he heard a movement. His head quickly jerked to try and see with his light sky blue eyes. He had a rather handsome face of strong wall carved cheek bones. He was instantly aware of feeling a cross between hope and dread. If another hunter would happen to find him, his freedom would come at the cost of great humiliation. "Hello?" he shouted once more. "Please, if anyone is there. Help me!" He begged and instantly flushed when what would emerge nothing more then a woman.

She stood not just on the edge of the brush, and even in his situation he was struck by how stunning she was. There was something about her, something ethereal. Her raven hair seemed to float around her pale and flawless face. Her eyes were dark and beautiful, and it was impossible to guess her age. Just under the gown she wore, he could make out the swelling curve of her high supple breast, but he knew he ought not be looking and quickly tried to avert his gaze. He had not stopped to think just what a woman would be doing out here of all things. She wore just the smallest of smiles as she watched him. Seeming to be taking him in with her eyes.

 A part of him felt his heart sink at the thought of having to be rescued by a woman of all things, but it was surely better then having one of the older men find him and he would swallow his pride. "Please, get me down"

She would make her way over to him and he was aware of the way she seemed to glide across the ground, and caught a moment just a glimpse of flesh of her bare feet. They were so white, and yet so delicately beautiful he thought when a tingle shot through his body, and he was aware that her fingers had curled just around wrist, as her hand grasped his and she pulled him down. Doing so would place his head just at level with her breast and he swallowed slightly, as much as he tried not to look while she had drawn his own knife from his belt to cut him free. To do so she had pulled him forward so her found his face emeshed in the material that covered thinly against the flesh of her bosom and his face was nestled between her cleavage, though the moment lasted all too quick until before he knew it he was falling and hit the ground with an umpf.

  He pushed himself up to sit, and brushed some of the dirt and grass from his arms before leaning over to untie the rest of the rope from around his ankle when his gaze would turn back upon her. "I uhhh"¦. thank you" He murmured before slowly starting to stand up. He stood a good head taller then she.

The woman took a step closer to him as she reached over and slid the knife back into his belt, her fingers then grazed just against his hip, when before he knew it she had leaned into him, pressing her body against his as her lips were hot upon his own. Taking his mouth as her lips softly and yet passionately caressed his own soft warm lips, and her tongue penetrated into the cavern of his mouth and would seek out his own wrapping around his pink muscles.

Maborns eyes widened startled feeling left in a dace. He was aware of this supple body pressed to his hardened frame, and her lips, they tasted sweet and succulent. He was drawn in, lost into the kiss, craving it. He lost all track of his mind, and followed only the wanting actions of his body as his hands came up to circle around her. To pull her closer against him while his lips hungrily pressed back to her own. When all it once it had stopped and he was left staggering as she drew away from him without a word, she turned and began to retreat into the trees deepening into the forest.

 He was helpless and could do nothing but follow, as he turned quickly and began to run after her. Where had she gone? He thought desperately, for she could not have gotten far, he could think of nothing but finding her, of needing her. He plunged further into the trees. Had he fallen asleep and dreamed the whole thing? He began to feel a certain despair fall over him when suddenly a pair of hands grabbed him by the shoulders and he was pulled back. He was too much off balance to stop it and let himself be taken only to find himself facing her once more tucked away in a small clearing surrounded by foliage of the trees.

His heart soared and he could not help himself. He grabbed her pushing her back against the nearest tree as his lips lowered and began to press against the flesh of her neck. His hands reached down and began to pull up her dress, his hands grasping and caressing her flesh feeling her smooth slender legs slide against his rough strong hands, and gripping her rounded firm ass. He pressed his hips against her and she could feel already through his leggings, his hard erection.

She moaned softly as her hands reached down and quickly began to undo and pull away his belt letting it drop to the ground, as her hands started to step off the leathers he wore, leaving his chest bare. He felt her nails graze against his skin. His body was hard muscles against her touch, and the occasional scar slid under her fingers as her hands trailed over his back.

 He brought one hand up and ripped the front of her dress tossing the material aside, leaving her completely exposed before him, and his head would burry between her breasts as he began to kiss over those soft supple mounds and soon his lips latched onto one of his nipples which stood at attention hard and ready as he began to suckle upon it, biting down against the tender flesh. Needing, and wanting, unable to contain himself. While one hand squeezed her other breast firmly his other slide down between her legs, and he could feel her deliciously sopping pussy pushing his fingers into her, prodding her feeling her warmth as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of her.

She moaned softly as her head lolled back against the trunk of the tree, her eyes half closed she was lost in the pleasure. Her hands would grasp hold of his leggings and she began to tug them down his legs as her fingers trailed over the flesh that was left bare as she did so. Her nails scratched along the back of his legs leaving streaks of red before they would slide just over his hips and around to grasp his firm ass. Her head leaned forward as her lips began to close around his neck and she bit down sinking her teeth in feeling his warm blood pulse against her lips.

Maborn winced in the sudden pain, but he loved, so lost in pleasure, he slowly would draw his lips from her nipple leaving it red as his hand slid out from between her legs he would take her head and pulled it up. Her eyes looked to him and seemed to shine with the light of the moon, as her lips were pulled away from his neck and soon she would close her lips around his fingers sucked upon them as she sucked the remnants of her own juices that coated over them.

With his pants now pulled down he was quick to kick out of them completely and then reached down cupping his hands around her ass he lifted her up and pulled her forward as his hands slid down along her thighs pulling her legs open so they would encircled his hips he thrust forward and shoved himself deep within her.

Her legs locked around his hips so her feet would rest just against his ass and her arms slipped around him her hands grasping against his back as her nails would dig into his flesh and she cried out as he began to pond her braced against the tree. His hips drawing back and then pushing forward again driving hard and deep inside of her, forcing her each time to take him fully and completely, as he felt the dripping hot tightness engulfed around his hard thick wanting cock. His eyes watched as her breast bounced deliciously with each of his hard thrusts inside of her.

He was only driven harder by her cries of pleasure, feeling his cock starting to throb, before he would release inside of her he drew back pulling out of her and letting her just drop to the ground as he untangled her legs from him. She gave a plaintive cry as she had been so close.

He smiled down to her, and then reached over and grabbed a handful of her hair as he threw her forward causing her to stumble and fall against the ground, before she could move he would be open her forcing her onto her hands and knees he mounted her from behind as one of his arms curled around her middle and yanked her back while he would thrust himself inside of her once more making her take it like a little bitch.

Her head lolled back and she cried out as her fingers gripped against the ground and her ass slapped back against him with each of his thrusts. As he drove himself inside of her, he would yank her back against him forcing him deep and hard inside of her. Pounding that dripping pussy of hers.

He groaned and shuddered as he could not hold back much longer, and his hot seed would explode deep inside of her, his body giving a shudder as he released his was. She moaned out softly feeling his hot cum as it would drip down her thighs and her body tensed clenching around him as her own juices would explode coating over his cock before he would draw out of her slowly.

He would come to slowly stand up as he walked around to stand just in front of her looking down to her. "You better clean up after yourself" He said grabbing her head and pulling her forward forcing his cock into her mouth as he watched for a moment as she sat before him on her knees and took it like the little whore she was. Her lips curled around his cock as she began to suck upon it as her tongue would lap up the mingling of their cum before she would slowly draw her lips back from his cock and tilted her head up to him for a moment.

In the lust and excitement he had failed to notice the change which had slowly been coming over him. But he felt now a strange weakness and his head seem to swoon. He did not understand what was happening. She would push herself up to stand and leaned forward her lips pressed to his kissing him deeply, as her tongue pushed into his mouth, as they would share the cum between them, though when she stepped back form him licking her lips, his body would drop to the ground, white and lifeless. His eyes rolled back in his head, all his potential, all his youth drained away.

The little nymph would laugh with glee before she turned and disappeared into the woods again.

11:05 AM - 8/1/2007 - post comment

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