The Accidental Necromancer
Explicit S*xual Content

I smiled. “I appreciate that you’re trying to seduce me, rather than wrapping me up in vines.”

“I could do that, too.”

“Not my thing,” I said.

“Shame. I almost wish you could wrap me in vines, and have your way with me.” She fluttered her emerald eye lashes at me. “Did you bring chocolate?”

I pulled out a chocolate bar. “Some,” I said.

She frowned. “That doesn’t look the same.”

“It’s a liquid when it’s a bit warmer, so it can be poured into any shape one wants, if one has a mold for it,” I explained. “Doesn’t have to be much warmer, too, you’ve seen how it gets gooey in your hands. And these are inside wrappers, like the energy bars from before.”

“Come closer, Abby,” she said, beckoning with her finger and her eyes.

I put the bar back in my backpack and set it down outside the ring of flowers.

“Closer.”

I stepped into the leaves and lay down next to her.  She moved her face toward me, and I kissed her, running my fingers through her long green hair. Her lips opened eagerly for my tongue, and she squeezed my breast through the sweatshirt. I returned the favor, although my hands rested on nearly bare skin, with only a leaf crinkling under my touch to distract from the silken smoothness of her chest.

To my surprise, Enash didn’t comment.

I slipped a hand around her waist to hold her close to me.

She reached a hand down to my crotch and groped me. My cock hardened at her touch and made a ridge in the shorts, and she ran her fingers up and down that ridge, her touch a little firmer each time she traversed it.

“You’re hard,” she said.

“Yes.”

“More than you were earlier.” She unbuttoned the top button, and I poked out.

“You don’t have me tied up now and aren’t threatening to kill me.”

She smiled. “I would only kill you if you kept destroying my forest. Before was just, what did you call it? A misunderstanding.” She rubbed along the ridge again, making me ache. “You’re so big. Much bigger than an elf. They say orcs used to be really big in the old days, before the curse.”

“The curse?”

“Yes, a powerful demon wizard cursed them all to have little elf penises.” She gave it a squeeze. “This is no elf cock.”

I cupped her breasts again. The leaves fluttered away, revealing rosy nipples that stood in sharp contrast to her green skin, almost like flowers. They pressed hard against my palm, and she moaned.

“But, chocolate,” she said.

I did not want to take a chocolate break. I bent down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned, squirming, but not away.

“Or at least help me with your shorts,” she said.

I’d thought we would talk next time we met. I wanted more information about the world, and I was happy to give her chocolate in return. At this point, though, all that seemed beside the point, and it seemed better to go with the moment.

I helped her with the zipper and pulled my sweatshirt over my head. It seemed silly to hide my body, when my breasts and legs and smooth skin turned me on, just as hers did.

She yanked my underwear down and pulled my cock free. Her eyes widened. “It’s even bigger than I thought.”

“Careful,” I said, as she brushed it against the zipper. It was bigger than I’d thought, too, but it was harder than before, and aching.

“Why would you have something sharp like that,” she asked, indicating the zipper, “Next to something like this?” she nodded at my cock. “Seems like an accident waiting to happen.”

“You just have to be careful. If you’re used to it you don’t have accidents.” Usually.

She nodded, and squirmed out of my grasp. For a moment I thought she was going for the chocolate, and I lay back to let her, although she’d have to crawl over me to get it. I wouldn’t mind that one bit. Instead she straddled me. The last leaf drifted away, revealing a glistening wet green slit poised right above my cock head.

“Um, maybe we should get to know each other first?”

She blinked. “You look willing enough,” she said, holding my cock against her entrance.

“It’s not that I’m not willing, it’s that –”

“Well, then,” she said, and lowered herself. Her eyes flew open as she slid my cock inside her very wet, very tight channel, and put her full weight on me, which wasn’t very much.

It felt so good, and I played with her breasts while she rode me. It was all going a bit too fast, though. I rolled her on her back, pulling out as I did. My cock was wet with her juices. I wanted nothing more than to plunge my cock back into her. I wasn’t sure what I was worried about. It seemed unlikely that diseases could pass between us, or that I could get her pregnant. She was another species, right? But despite the green skin and the powers,  her pussy felt wet like a woman aroused, and she smelled like a woman with sweet perfume.

She looked up at me, breathing heavily. Her hands brushed against my bare breasts, and her thumbs teased my sensitive nipples. “I like you on top. Fuck me, Abby.”

I thought about getting to know her first, but where would I even start? I’d have to explain a whole world, and understand hers.

I pushed back inside her. As much as I wanted to just thrust hard, I moved slowly, stretching her tight pussy to accommodate me.

“Yes!” she cried, moving her hips to try to take more of me in.

“You like that?” I asked.

She nodded, gasping.

“Better than chocolate?”

She grinned mischievously. “I think it could be better than chocolate,” she said.

“If?”

“If you quit holding back. And maybe if you grabbed my wrists.”

“Be careful of what you ask for.” I took hold of her arms and pushed them to the ground and then thrust hard inside her.

She opened her mouth, and a moment of pain flickered in her eyes. I stopped.

“Don’t stop,” she said, wrapping her long green legs around me. “You’re just very big.”

Leaves fell onto our bodies as we made a mess of her carefully constructed “bed.” I let go of her wrists so I could tease her breasts. She promptly grabbed a handful of mine, squeezed, and giggled. “Lovely titties,” she murmured.

I moved inside her and she rocked with me, clearly turned on by everything we did, but I could tell she wasn’t quite there yet. So I slid my hand down her belly and stroked her clit.

She came like a rocket, screaming loudly as she thrashed in the leaves. Her pussy squeezed me over and over again, urging me to join her in orgasm, but I wasn’t ready yet.

I angled my cock to hit her G-spot, and that built the sexual tension in her all over again. Her skin was silky smooth like a flower, but warm, and her pussy was soft and deliciously wet. After a few more thrusts my cock ached with the desire to release, but I was determined to make her come again.

I succeeded. Her whole body shook, rustling the bed of leaves, and wetness gushed from her body. I concentrated, holding back my release, but it was a battle I was losing.

“Come in me!” she yelled.

Her urging me reminded me of all the discussions I should have had with her, about inter-fertility or birth control. And now, I didn’t have the concentration to have a discussion, because I was just about to blow, so with all my will power, I pulled out just in time, squirting my seed hard all over her belly and breasts.

“What the fuck?” she said, rolling over in time to catch a little on her smooth green belly.

“We hardly know each other well enough to have kids,” I said.

She blinked. “So you did that because you didn’t want me to get pregnant?” she asked. She dipped her finger delicately into the white wetness on her belly.

“Yes.”

“Hmm.” She put the finger to her lips, tasting my seed. “Not as good as chocolate,” she said. “But still good. You can’t make me pregnant, Abby. Well, not if I don’t want to be. In order to reproduce, dryads need the seed of a male, yes, but they also need to bury themselves in the ground in the fall so that they can sprout new dryads in the spring.”

“Oh.”

She ran her fingers through my seed again, and this time, pushed them into her pussy. It was the sexiest thing, and I became aware of my own pussy, tingling and wet. “But still, planting your seed inside my body, it’s a magical thing. It helps the whole forest.”

“Like a fertility ritual.”

“Yes.” She sighed. “No man would have pulled out.” I was stung for a moment, and then she sucked on one of my nipples. That distracted me. And then, she said. “But you’re so much more than a man. You’re like the best of all worlds.”

I reached over for my backpack and pulled out a chocolate bar. I preferred dark chocolate but this was milk chocolate, because that had been the kind in the trail mix. “Most girls I know would be mad at me if I didn’t pull out.”

“But I told you…”

“People say things in the heat of the moment they regret for a lifetime.” I unwrapped the chocolate bar for her.

She looked at it suspiciously and then shrugged. “Well, if you intend to poison me I’ll at least die well fucked.” She nibbled off a little bit, about the same amount as the chocolate chips had been. “Mmm.”

I let her indulge in the chocolate for a bit, as much as I wanted to ask her questions. I didn’t even know enough to ask all the questions I needed answers to, but I was impatient to start. Still, she seemed annoyed at me for pulling out. Even with a human woman that might call for letting them just enjoy some chocolate, but with Xyla it seemed the brown candy was more like a religious experience.

“You know,” she said at last. “If I was evil I’d bind you to a tree and just fuck you all night long. And I’d steal all your chocolate.”

“Good thing you’re not evil, then. Also, you’d run out of chocolate eventually.”

“Yeah, being evil always has some kind of hidden downside,” she said. “And I suppose having said that I probably can’t threaten to do that if you don’t cooperate.”

“No,” I agreed, “You’ve kind of given that one away.” Or at least I hope she had. Still, I thought I could get out if she tried.

“I totally would if you started chopping down my forest again.”

“I got that.” It seemed a bit extreme, but I could understand that met her definition of not-evil. “Still, you have things I want, and I have things you want, we should be able to work out something.”

“Meaning you want my pussy,” Xyla said coyly.

“I do, but that actually wasn’t what I meant.”

“You have to cum inside next time.”

I nodded. “Not a problem, got that.”

“Show me now,” she said. “I still need to decide whether chocolate is better, or sex.”

So I convinced her that sex was better, and this time, I came inside her sweet pussy.