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Urici
>> #7592
Posted on 2014-01-09 16:57:51
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This one's pretty awesome, yet no comments
Vanndril
>> #7601
Posted on 2014-01-09 22:08:20
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The parent post has comments, though. ;)
HentaiGuy00
>> #106412
Posted on 2016-05-28 07:30:32
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Giggity
april
>> #457085
Posted on 2022-02-03 16:38:02
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I could tell that he noticed his sudden interest in my forest wasn't entirely natural, no pun intended. Even so, he would always come to see me at least once a fortnight, not seeming the least bit bothered by my deception. We would always walk around the woods, I would tell him all I knew of nature, and he would listen with such eagerness, and enlighten me about the way humans lived their lives. I was truly happy to have someone to talk to once in a while, and felt like just being around him put my heart at peace.

It was on a late summer's day that my feelings changed. I was overcome with my mating instincts, and decided to take care of the situation quickly to clear my head. Just as I was nearing my climax, I was interrupted by the sound of nearby footsteps. I knew he'd come meet me that day, but I hadn't expected him to arrive until later. Not wanting to show myself in such a shameful state, I quickly freshened up and appeared before him, looking as if nothing was wrong. My head was still full of naughty thoughts and my voice a bit shaky, so he might have noticed something was off, but didn't say a word.

I tried my best to talk as casually as I normally do, but my mind simply wouldn't stop lingering on the most awkward correlations. Birds meant nests, nests meant family, family meant young, young meant mating, and so forth. Every time I tried to approach a new subject from an innocent view, somehow I managed to stray into the territory of reproduction and mating. The more I tried to avoid the subject, the more time my mind spent making correlations, and the more I thought of those things. The more I thought of those things, the more hot my body felt. I could feel my sap beginning to overflow, and could barely resist the urge to continue where I'd left off earlier, right then and there before him.

Finally, when all I could think about was just heat and mating, I gave in. I lost all self-control and begged him to be my mate, panting and moaning so much he could probably barely understand me. Oh, how overjoyed I was when he accepted... Now I wonder when I'll have the courage to tell him that dryads mate for life...
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