225 Ancestral essence (3)(R18)
She then opened her legs in front of me and said, “Alright then.” She gently pinched her folded flower and traced its edge upward, continuing, “I will allow you to touch my flower and see how well you can increase the volume of my release.” Withdrawing her hands, she placed them on the ground behind her, reclining her body slightly, fully exposing her golden-coloured legs and private part to me.
“But be careful,” she added suddenly, her voice laced with caution, “the sensitivity of Tree nymphs can vary, so you’ll have to be even more gentle with my flower.”
I nodded, my face reflecting a serious and understanding demeanour as I positioned myself beneath her legs on solid ground. Gazing up at her flower, adorned in its glistening golden hue, its fleshy hole mirroring the same captivating colour, I acted without further ado.
Raising both of my hands, I pinched the edge of her flower upward with one hand while using the other to gently guide it downward. Glancing upward, I met her scrunched-up face, her frown fueling a strange sense of satisfaction within me. With my fingertips grazing the lower end of the back of her flower, where it had enticingly protruded from, I couldn’t deny the feels that ran through my fingers.
Anara attempted to utter a word, “Take it e…” but my hand swiftly accelerated, eliciting a moan from her lips, “Ahh~~,” as she gradually lowered her back onto the ground, supported by her elbows. With her eyes no longer fixed on my every move, I leaned forward, bringing my head closer, and teasingly nibbled on the tender tip of her flower with my lips.
Despite the temptation to use my newly developed tongue skills, I knew it would be in vain since her sensitivity lay solely in the depths of her flower. With that in mind, I gently cupped both sides of her tender blossom in the palms of my hands. Leaning in closer, I positioned my head over her flower, ensuring that my tongue could reach the sensitive backside before tackling deeper to explore its lower end.
And as my saliva mingled with my touch, a surge of amplified pleasure rushed through her, causing her body to shiver and tremble, vibrating with pleasure, “Haaaa~~~” she uttered. It was obvious that the combination of my gentle caress and saliva had intensified her experience in ways she couldn’t resist.
Regardless, as my wet tongue slithered seductively around the depths of the flower, I couldn’t resist the urge to gently insert two of my thumbs at the tapered end of the fleshy flowery pussy, carefully widening its lips, sensing that she was on the brink of cumming.
And just as I had predicted, the moment her hands could no longer support her body, her body softly slammed back onto the ground, leaving her two folded legs still in the same position. They immediately clamped down on my face as I felt her fleshy golden flower hole begin to spasm and twitch involuntarily, indicating what was about to happen.
Nevertheless, although I could feel that Anara’s tightly clasped legs around my head had loosened slightly, I didn’t entertain the thought of letting go or releasing her slender thighs from my head, especially as her essence started to trickle down onto my lips and eventually flowed into the lake.
Because, I mean, if Dariya, who was presumed to be younger than Anara, could calm the Vylkr energy in my body with her essence -a thought that had been swirling in my mind ever since the Village Chief brought me back to the farm, as it was the only peculiar thing I had experienced before today -then the mere uncertainty of the wonders Anara’s juices, with her unique qualities as the oldest tree nymph she claimed to be, would work in my body, was enough to make me gulp down my saliva in anticipation.
With a gentle touch, I placed my tongue on the lower end of her floral vagina lips, eagerly allowing her flower’s sweet juices to trickle into my mouth, much like a stream flowing from a loosely leaking tap. The liquid glided down my throat and settled in my stomach, heightening my anticipation as I pondered the effects of her essence and the potential differences it held compared to Dariya’s.
And even though I had other ways to validate those thoughts, as I found myself immersed in the vast lineage of ancestral tree nymphs’ sacred juices, why would I opt for anything other than the source right in front of me?
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The moment I finished and her juices ceased flowing, Anara’s grip on my head loosened, allowing her body to arch upward. “AHHH~~~,” she exclaimed. Suddenly, a final stream of her satisfying juices sprayed over my head, anointing my face with them.
Exhausted, her body stretched backwards, and her legs, once bent beneath her, now dangled freely in the serene dense waters of the lake. “Haaa~~ Haaa~~~ Haaa~~” She breathed heavily, audibly attempting to regain her composure after the overwhelming intensity of her climax.
I patiently awaited her recovery, observing as she gradually regained her composure and sat upright. “You…” she uttered, her eyes betraying a hint of tremor, as she swiftly shook her head and directed a serious gaze towards me. Her gaze travelled from my glistening face, adorned with remnants of her release, to the traces of her essence lingering on my lips. She massaged her temple with a hand, contemplating her next words.
“I can hardly believe you chose to swallow all the essence I released,” she said, releasing a weary sigh. “However, I must admit, this was one of the most prolonged and intense releases I have ever experienced. So, it seems you weren’t lying.”
“But if you were to let those essence be poured into the lake, then I wouldn’t have to worry about releasing more into the lake for the next two days,” Anara remarked, her voice carrying a hint of resignation. She rested her palms on the grass on either side of her body, shaking her head once more with an air of defeat.