A Night in the Woods

Pitching a Tent/ Hug the Walls

Its been several hours since you've entered the forest. Ixy has led you a good way in owing to her experience travestying the more shallow parts of the forest that anchors her hometown, but now you can see from her more gingerly pace that both of you are in fresh territory. You begin to wonder if you're in any actual danger of being lost when Ixy comes to an immediate stop.

A hand on her hip, "Hmm..."

Your full featured curvy companion begins to look around. Tilting her head around with a strained look on her face.

As you contemplate how to interject into whatever her process is your mind is immediately scrambled by the sight of plush rump and full hips.

Ixy is bent over on all fours, ear to the ground and her shorts straining and failing to conceal the modesty of her delightful assets.

"Damn..." *gulp* You are caught with your jaw on the floor and it dawns to you that despite how new you are to each other, you will be spending a lot of intimate time with each other for the foreseeable future. And the straining in your pants makes it clear you don't think that's a bad thing.

Ixy for her part seems oblivious to your stares, slowly lifting herself of the ground before turning to you, "We've made good progress. There's a river a few minutes over that tree line to the left and a small clearing behind these bushes. This location is central enough for us to use as a base while we navigate the maze."

That's new information to you, "The maze? If you don't know the rest of the way then -"

She places a finger to your lip and pouts, "There is no rest of the way genius. The forest is magic."

"Magic like how?"

"Magic like, until she gets used to you she won't let you leave."

You process the words Ixy said and she notices the obvious confusion on your face.

Ixy sighs a moment, but relaxes the strained look on her brow as she turns to you, "He's not the brightest but he's got spunk. Think about it this way, if you're a forest in-between two towns along a trade route what would happen to you under normal circumstances?"

You put your knowledge of redlining to use, thanks to the Five Percenters education you acquired in Queensbridge, "Oooh I know this one, this is like when they tear down poor neighbourhoods to build highways. You carve a path through the forest?"

Ixy nods, "Exactly, see that other head is good for something every now and again. So the evident lack of a defined path in this forest despite having population centres flourishing on both sides is because?"

"Either your world's version of tree huggers are extremely effective or there's something up with the forest."

Ixy gives you a wink, "Bingo, you win a prize later tonight. The forest purposefully misguides travellers, watching them until it decides they deserve passage. It does this while also navigating those who might try to harm it to its most dangerous parts. The bright side is that after the forest becomes familiar with you once, its straight and safe passage every time after. Because of that its never been enough of an issue to send an expensive army out into these backwoods to turn it into farmland."

Ixy begins walking towards the clearing, "Come on, help me set up camp and then I'll see about making something to eat. Long day tomorrow."

You look towards the path parallel to the one you came through and think to yourself briefly before following.

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It doesn't take long for the two of you to set up a camp. You think you should be more hidden, but Ixy assures you that if the forest wants you to be found by someone they will find you no matter. Between Ixy's trained knowledge finally being put into practice and your experience building tents for the people who promised to teach you how to talk to pigeons, a tent and fire pit are quickly erected. Ixy takes out a few ingredients to cook. From the looks of things its perishables first which makes sense. You expect if you are need of anything fresh the forest should have something.

As Ixy infuses her her cooking with magic, controlling the temperature of her magic lit fire and cooking a small game bird and some potatoes you wonder back to Almara's magicless cooking.

As the scent of home cooked sustenance reaches your nose you sit down on a rather convenient pair of stumps to eat. Too convenient.

"These were definitely not here before," you say as you look down.

Ixy takes a bite of her game bird before responding, "Benefits of good rapport. I played in the outskirts of this forest plenty as a little kid. I get special treatment."

You take a few bites yourself, "Pretty sure little red getting left in the woods leads to a story with a wolf and not so happy ending."

Ixy's giggle tells you that The Brothers Grimm have made their way over to this world.

As soon as Ixy finishes she jumps up, grabbing your bowl and adding it to hers before washing both with some water from a waterskin.

"Shouldn't we preserve that?"

"The river running through this forest is thew cleanest water you'll ever taste. Promise."

"See where I come from, the people who say that are selling tap water at high prices and refusing to watch documentaries showing their exploitation of child labour for chocolate bars," you respond.

Ixy looks at you for a long moment, "You know, I occasionally think you might have more than two small gears spinning in that head of yours, but then I remember you followed a stranger into the woods."

"Let's be fair, most men and some women would make that same decision if the stranger looked like you."

Ixy smiles at you over her shoulder as she puts away the bowls, "Do me a favour and stomp out that fire, then we can have story time."

You walk over and begin putting out the lingering embers as you question, "Story time."

As you turn around you see Ixy standing in the nude and wonder how she does that, but her words end that train of thought completely, "Story time. The story where the big bad wolf enjoys little red's basket, enjoys a snack and a happy ending."

You know for a fact that is not how the story goes, but you could care less as you dive into the tent after the red minx.

No sooner have you let yourself in you see, again, the tent is bigger on the inside than out. Second time this has happened, but you are too distracted by the naked succubus laying on her back in front of you, legs spread.

Your mouth waters as you strip out of your clothing, Ixy eyeing every move until you are just as naked as she is.

As her eyes linger down to your prominent pussy puncher she grins devilishly, "My, what a big dick you have."

Then you assume sniper position and hold her hips as you bring your mouth to her slit, "Aren't you skipping a bit of the story."

"I-ooooohhh."

The feeling of the flat of your tongue running over her slit brings a pleasing sound from Ixy. Back and forth you tickle her sensitive lips until her hot nectar coats your tongue. As you enjoy her taste, her iridescent syrup shines in a similar way to her saliva and you assume this is succubi biology related, but you save the science for later as the more you taste her the greedier you feel. You circle her outer lips slowly dipping deeper and deeper, licking the entrance and sides of her red quim. As you invade her deeper Ixy coos and moans, her breath hitching with every small circle you make. But you need to taste more. With one last lick from top to bottom you thank the gods for the meal and stick your tongue into the wet and warm hole presented to you bring her further into pleasure.

"Mnnnn, oooh, fuck, what a good tongue you have Mr. Wolf," Ixy moans as you taste her, your tongue coated in her love elixir, her pussy feeling just at the edge of scalding your tongue, but it never does. As you lick and indulge, the occasional squirt of liquid tells you how sensitive she is, her folds quiver under the **** of your tongue. But as you get used to the taste you reign in your greed and remember your lust. You slowly pull back causing Ixy to whimper ad reach down to grab your head.

Her hand freezes as her body feels the results of your change. You send an electrifying bolt of pleasure through Ixy as you circle and lick her clit.

"Ahhh, papi, yes, yes, yes!"

Ixy moans in the affirmative clutching the ground as you tongue and play her clit. The next several minutes are a barrage of praises and expletives directed towards you as Ixy's spine curves off the ground, but you hold her nethers in place. Unable to escape your onslaught Ixy can only shout and moan under the pleasure of your tongue lapping her delicate button, repeatedly as you tease what she likes most.

"Mnnn, you fucking otherworld bastard, oh fuck don't stop papi please, so good, you fucking, oh fuck, ahhn aa mmmn!"

You circle her fun button, lick up and down, side to side and that seems to do the most. As Ixy's eyes struggle to stay in the open you pull her clit into her mouth and roll your tongue around it while applying gentle suction.

That does it, with a moan her eyes roll into the back of her head and you are blinded as Ixy squirts into your mouth, coating you face as you pull back. You enjoy the sight of the teasing temptress writhing on the ground form pleasure as you feel a sense of achievement from making a succubus cum.

Her skin shines with sweat and her chest heaves up and down, perky nipple rising and falling as Ixy looks at you hungrily.

You admit, the sight of her like this is doing more for your dominant side than eating some pussy should.

Then as soon as your eyes meet Ixy mouth to you silently, "Fuck me."

If you weren't the wolf before you are now as you pounce on her, hard shaft against her stomach as you position yourself between her legs. As you rock your hips back and forth coating your shaft in her juices. Her essence shimmers on your beard as you look down at your tent mate.

You don't keep her waiting long as you pull back your hips, resting yourself at her entrance. Both of you look at each other. You expect a witty retort or sarcastic jab, but the only thing on Ixy's face is honest need. You don't keep her waiting any longer.

You push forward, her soft warmth envelopes you if just for a moment, before that sensitive heat coats your cock head. You groan with pleasure and Ixy responds with a moan.

"Fuck me papi!"

Something about the way she says that. You thrust in and the tightness of her lust furnace would bring you to your knees if you weren't already there. Slowly in and out, listening to the moans of the red temptress you work your slow pace, going deeper, acclimating to the unfamiliar levels of warmth and steeling yourself. Ixy encourages you with every lift and wriggle of her hips, beckoning you deeper with squeezes and moans until you both feel it. The head of your shaft pushes up against a spongy wall and Ixy's tongue jumps out of her mouth, "Oh fuck."

You hold there, giving yourself a moment to adjust. Then you start to thrust, in and out. You churn her honeypot vigorously as you drown in the sight of the moaning succubi. You see the outline of your cock move as you go in and out and feel how she grabs and pulls you, her pussy feeling like hundreds of tiny, nimble fingers delicately rubbing your shaft and pulling you deeper. This is your first experience non human, but if this is how good it feels, it won't be your last.

You pick up the pace, going faster and alternating angles as you try to learn her weak spots.

Ixy's eyes struggle to look at you as they roll back, her tongue hanging out as her pussy welcomes you, "Shooo goood, mnf, mmmnnnaah, sho gudd! AHHH!"

And that's the spot. You grind your dick back and forth, aiming for the the top of her pussy, behind her g-spot and closer to her cervix. You thrust with more strength and speed as Ixy's temperature seems to rise even more.

"Fuck, this pussy was worth the wait and you still finding a way to burn me," you tell her between thrusts. With every deep thrust in a small squirt of succubus cum splashes your midsection and spurring you on, "You're-fuck. You're lucky this tent is big enough so nobody has to sleep in the wet spot."

You're trying to joke, but you know you're on the edge and like stroke psychic Ixy gives you a look that tells you she knows. While she's been on the receiving end of your thrusts and leaving you in charge, but it doesn't take much for her to pull it back. Looking you in the eyes she licks her lips and speaks as sultry a tone as she can muster, "Cum in me."

You make it to three more thrusts before eruption and shot and shot of hot seed hits the back wall of Ixy tight snatch. You are momentarily locked in place as pleasure races up your spine. You grit your teeth and let the pleasure take you and Ixy off into the sweet embrace of orgasmic bliss and it feels like seconds turned to minutes until you feel yourself in control again, bowing over Ixy, looking her in the eyes as you both gasp for the breath you were holding.

The tension drains from the both of you and you feel Ixy's body doing something. It feels like she's literally sucking the very last bits of cum out your shaft with her pussy as she reach up and pulls you into a hug on top of her. Ixy gently bites your shoulder to muffle a moan, "Oohhh, fuck, you taste so good."

You don't get it entirely, but you get the gist and just hold her as she does her thing. After a few minutes she eventually calms down enough to release you and to your surprise she trying her best to get up on wobbly legs.

You remember she passed out from a handjob last night, "You sure you wanna do that? Sex seems to be a bit different for you."

Ixy giggles, "Just takes some getting used to, I'm fine. In the old days succubi took in essence through dreams. The didn't physically interact with their prey, many essentially died virgins. It's a very...intense feeling, but mom says you adapt fast. That's why I want the first time I get it directly to be light."

"Right right....wait, first time?"

Ixy finally manages to get up, holding her shaking knees, "Yeah, well a certain somebody fell on my cake on my eighteenth birthday, so it kind of ruined any plans I had to hit the streets looking for strange."

You clutch your imaginary pearls, "Ignoring that uncouth language, I'll have know I contributed to a new cake I'm told."

Ixy giggles again, that warm and flirtatious sound, "I know, something tasted familiar last night."

"...I'm starting to understand why I never got any of that new cake."

"Put those pieces together, papi," Ixy says before falling forward. Luckily you are fast enough to catch her, "Sure about not needing that help?"

"Sigh, grab the washcloth and help me get things a little less campsite brothel and a little more lovers forest tryst in here."

After a bit of clean up the two of you are now wrapped up together.

Against better judgement you have to ask, "Why one sleeping bag?"

Ixy pressed up against you smiles wide, "Oh, not the cuddling type? Did my first time mean so little to you?"

"Nah, you buggin. I just mean, you said we should be naked for warmth, but wouldn't being able to fully zip this thing up do the same thing?"

Ixy nuzzles against your neck as she settles in, "I'm never cold and I make a great heating pad, stop overthinking this and put your hand on my ass."

You don't need to be told twice.

After following your orders you try to continue the conversation, but are met with snores.

You chuckle to yourself, "She hasn't fully gotten the hang of it, yet."

It isn't long before you join her in sleep.

You wake up, having slept more comfortably than you expected on the single bedroll that was packed. The forest night's chill offset by the warmth of your hot running party member. A brisk wash in the nearby river and you and Ixy sit down to discuss your plans.

Sitting across from you with her legs crossed, Ixy gives you your briefing, "Right, finish up breakfast and then we can head out. Think about it like the quests you did. We'll head back out onto the path, explore for a bit and then we'll end up back here."

You nod, "Got it, how will we know when we're done?"

Ixy scratches her cheek, "Well, I've never been this far myself so I can only give second hand info. Apparently you listen for the wind."

"The wind?"

Ixy raises a hand to a pointy ear, "Do ya hear any now?"

"...."

"Exactly. After the forest accepts you, you should start hearing wind blowing through the leaves. Guiding you out of the forest and its your guide everytime you enter and exit after that."

You sigh and decide there's probably a manual for this thing that no one fucking read or passed on, "Magic GPS, got it."

Ixy hops off the stump and into a stretch, "Sure, don't freak out when we get separated."

"When what now?"

"The forest does what it wants. You can hold onto me as tight as you want, but there's gonna be time when we end up on different paths for the day. We'll both make it back here at the end."

"Alright, that's not so bad."

Ixy smirks a smirk that immediately makes you uncomfortable, "Unless the forest hates you and kills you, then I guess I pack up and head back."

"..."

Her smirk widens, "I'll miss you for at least a week, I promise."

"...two weeks."

"Deal."

With your affairs in order you both walk back to the path, ready to begin your exploration.