While pondering my place in the family and enjoying the hot bath, I was completely unprepared for the plant-based humanoid who slipped into the water. As I heard the splash, I looked up and saw a certain maiden(?) smiling back at me giggling,
“Hehe, you didn’t think you could leave and not say goodbye did you, little Godling?” Ivy said.
“What the fu… How the hell did you get here? Most importantly, why are you here?”
“Shhh…” placing her finger(?) on my lips, Ivy spoke,
“You must think it’s weird why I am here or why I’m so taken by you, right?” Her finger was still on my lips, I nodded. She continued,
“At first, I wanted to have your seed, so my sapling would have a chance to evolve into dryads. But that changed after I went to the glade with little boy Alamdarra. In the 50,000-sols I’ve been living in this world, I had never found others more interesting than you. Being able to create greater spirits, with many lesser spirits in tow. Even obtained a divine body with an ancient bloodline all while creating a paradise for spirits.”
Ivy paused, looking deeply into my eyes with longing. I could get lost in them. Not to mention my now 19-sols-old manhood (man my age has become increasingly confusing) enjoyed having her soft plump secret place nearly wrapping it. I am almost inside her, but I shoved the thought down as she spoke,
“But after spending a few weeks in the glade I not only evolved into a spirit, but into a new race of nymphs, a Clover Peach Anthousai (Anthousai is Greek for Flower Nymph) thanks to the magoi rich air and liquify magoi in the lake. All of this is thanks to you.”
Now that I think about it, Ivy’s appearance had completely changed. She looks no different from what dark elves look like. Except she has a light complexion closer to a cup of coffee with tons of cream in it. She used to have bark similar in appearance to skin for flesh. Now she has smooth silky skin without pimples or blemishes. Her face was a like a breath of fresh air after nearly drowning; a godsend! Hazel, amber and red mixed neatly in her irises, complementing her seductive smile. A cute chain of freckles laid across her nose in between her eyes and cheeks.
Her antlers were replaced with a wreath of peach blossoms in the shape and size of 5 leaf clovers. Her hair became actual strands of straight and even flowing hazel hair neatly flowing down to her waist. Even the leaves that used to cover her nipples and p**** were gone. What’s now visible is a patch of neatly trimmed hazel hair slightly below her navel; leaving nothing to the imagination. Lastly, her scent was even more intoxicating, causing my manhood to be rock solid. Without even doing anything, it made its way deep inside her wet and convulsing secret place. The slow rise of my d*** caused a moan to escape her lips. Despite this, she continued speaking,
“But you wouldn’t let me thank you. Is it because of the little girls you call sisters? So, I got to thinking… Since you have given me a new life, it is only right I spend that new life with my one and only… Oooo… Even your body seems excited for me to be here.” Her face turned beet red from the pleasureful sensation as she adjusted herself, my hard shaft throbbing while it slid inside her.
“Mmmm… Did you know, clover peach mandrakes are all female and have to mate with males of the races to procreate normally… mmMM… Also, once we find a mate, they are the only person we will ever procreate with…”
Ivy spoke as she slowly rode me. I even enjoyed the feeling of her on top as she kegelled around my hard d***. I don’t know when I took hold of her ass and start sucking her juicy tits, but that didn’t matter at this point. To be honest, this brought back memories of an open-air bath in Italy. The alcohol, great company, and a few other goodies to spice up the night. Who’d have thought 2 Afro-Americans (although technically I was Afro-Ukrainian American, but that’s a mouthful) from either side of the country would meet in a foreign country while vacationing with their families. By the time our families caught on to our nightly “bathing” routine, the trip was almost over.
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Anyway, this situation had me in autopilot as I began to have my way with Ivy. I would have been scared of someone catching us, but this open-air bath is detached from the house. The bath was about a slow and steady 4-minute walk west of the main house. The bath also had been surrounded by 4-meter-tall stones. Each stone were heavily inscribed with sound dampening and surveillance blocking formations, creating the most private bath.
Of course, the formations aren’t the only thing here. Mom’s gargoyles are perched on the stones facing outwards. Not even a roach would be able to get by without being vaporized. So how the fuck did Ivy get in? Must be a fairyfolk thing. Anyhow, the house has an even grander bath inside which most of the family uses. Only I use the open-air bath since I requested it for my 5th birthday.
Eventually, Ivy stopped speaking coherently while my arms wrapped under her legs as I stood up. I began to let all of my pent-up lust go. We continued for another 10 minutes until I unloaded deep inside Ivy, and she over my crotch and legs. Gently placing her back down, she went to the edge of the bath, ass out in the air, and without asking, I bent her over the edge of the bath and was about to fill her with my still hard member. I first teased her sensitive secret place with my member, getting a plaintive almost begging moan in response. I then granted her deep lustful wish and had her take me from the back. Although I didn’t orgasm, she did all over me.
Taking my c*** out, I flipped her over and bent down. Usually, I don’t eat pie after I put my d*** in, but I was really curious how she tasted. Her puffy p**** didn’t disappoint as it was sweet as freshly picked peaches, soaked in water mixed with tons of brown sugar and honey for weeks. When she was ready to release the floodgates again, I gulped down all the unholy nectar she released, not letting a single drop spill out.
After orgasming three more times into my mouth, Ivy pulled my head away, and got to her knees. Seeing this, I stepped out of the bath, and she returned the favor as she first started to stroke my c*** in her hand, kissed and licked my head while cupping my sack. She even put my sack in her mouth, making me moan in a very surprised high pitched voice.
Once she had enough of stroking, licking, and kissing it, Ivy began to suck my d*** like some veteran female pornstar in a bukkake film. For someone whose never had sex before, she sure knows how to sing into the mic. After a few minutes, she deepthroat me as I blew my load again down inside. Taking my c*** out, we repositioned ourselves as I continued to fuck the shit out her.
And so, we continued for another hour and a half orgasming and switching positions every 10 or so minutes, I wasn’t counting since it’s been literally billions of Earth years since I last let my rocks off. Despite me being a 6-sols-old “kid”, I have the body and physique of a highly athletic 19-sols-old god! Raging hormones finally overwhelmed me as I felt suppressed since my death on Earth.
In spite Ivy being 50,000 sols, her never having sex before, she fucked like a pornstar! I could tell she didn’t want to stop either. Like she said clover peach mandrakes or better yet clover peach Anthousai only take one mate their entire lives.
After tiring ourselves out from all the pleasure, I sat back in the bath with Ivy snuggling in on my chest. To be honest, I could keep going for days on end with my divine body, but I don’t want to devolve into a mindless sex fiend. Taking a breath I said,
“So, what happens now?”
“Like I said, I want to spend my life with my only mate, you.” Ivy replied, lifting her head to gaze into my eyes,
“Before the race change, I would need to spend a month planted in the ground as I spread my fertilized seedlings, but now, I can get pregnant like all the other races. I don’t know what will happen though since I am the only Anthousai in Ohmdorra.”
“I understand. Well, I guess since I’ve already bedded you, and I don’t have the luxury of time at the moment, I will take you as my wife. However, that is going to have to wait until I technically come of age before being official.”
I said, not sure how mom is going to take the new addition. Would you knowing you have a 50,000-sols daughter-in-law who snuck into her 6-sols-old (once again for those in the back, I’m older than all human life on Earth so chill out) son’s bath and had sex with him for almost 2 hours? If this was Earth, she would be burned at the stake for being a decrepit pedophile on a whole new level (maybe).
“That’s fine, I don’t know anything about the customs of the races save the elves I lived with for many sol.”
Ivy replied and stood up, while reaching out her hand. Taking her hand, I stood up as well and pulled her into my embrace, locking our lips, while I took pleasure in grabbing her plumb ass. Releasing our kiss. I said,
“Well, we can’t have you running around naked.”
I said, taking Ivy by the hand as we walked to the little cabin used as a changing area for the open-air bath.
-End of Chapter