Rest of the day

Her actions are more gentle and calm, her actions are more like lovemaking then the night before which was so much more aggressive and needful. The gentle touches the longe time and kindness between your touching.

It was a day long sexual encounter. Then when the sun went down, it was like she woke up or something, like the night before, suddenly became much more aggressive, drawing energy from you more aggressively. Your climaxes where shorter and more intense. She worked your ass hard, drew your energy hard, and over all everything was hard. She worked you over sexually over and over until just before day break when you two passed out from all the extension.

The Day time Clarissa was soft and gentle. The night time Clarissa was aggressive and very sexually charged, needing to get off as fast and hard as she could. It was vastly different going through the whole ordeal sober instead of high from her breast milk. She was probably more in heat then Dew was it seemed.

Even when you wanted to take a break, you were at her mercy. She wanted to fuck you, and fuck you hard, there was no saying no to her either. Like she was **** you or something.

Finally being allowed to pass out the two of you slept arms wrapped around each other. You figured with all the loud grunting, moaning and sexual shouting, there would be no creatures near that cabin in the morning as you two scared everything off.

Waking up was like the previous morning, thing sore, everything calm, and her working your ‘Morning hardon. She milked you with her hands and mouth and swallowed every last drop of cum you offered her.

You were both relaxing as she was gently taking some of you from her Succubus kiss. When she was done kissing you she told you to go down and wash up while she made breakfast.

You went down to the bathing chamber, cleaned up the nights sweat and shared body fluids off you. Dried off and headed back up listening to Clarissa hum some tune while she was doing something in the kitchen. You hadn’t smelt food being cooked yet when there was a knock at the door.

She looked at the door with her head cocked, “who can that be?”

She motions you to answer, this time giving you a robe, “maybe you should answer this time for real.” As she motioned you to answer.

You walk up and open the door to see Dewdrop there holding a pie. “Hi, I made this for you.”

You look at it and it’s an excellent looking berry pie with latticed glossy crust. As good as any pie in a bakery. “Oh wow.”

Clarissa’s voice gently spoke from over your shoulder. “Dew?, What are you doing here?”

“I made him a berry pie” I stepped back as she started in the door. Clarissa stepped up and gently took the pie, the. Looked at you and then back at Dewdrop, “you know Bramble berries are poisonous to humans right?”

Dew raised her eyebrows, “I know that, it’s blackberry and thimble berry, not bramble-berry.” Dew shut the door behind her.

Clarissa lifted it up as she bent over slightly to smell is slightly, the had a slight grin on her face. “Ooh, Okay.” Then said with a chuckle, “Here my love, I’ll serve you a slice.”

She went to the counter, got a plate and cut a decent sized slice for you and handed you the slice with a fork. With a slight smile.You smile back wondering why she was looking at you like that.

They both watched you intently as you looked at the slice. Dew had her hands together one clasping over the other which was balled in a fist with her hands between her round breasts and her forarms pressed up underneath lifting them up slightly making them look even bigger then they were in anticipation as she bounced up and down a little at the knees. This made her tits jiggle up and down a little.

You glance at Clarissa who had a smirk on her face as she said “go on, it’s rude to not accept a love pie”

“Love pie?” Dew then repeats herself. “I made it for you, I hope you like it.”

You look down and grab the fork. It looks very twisty. The glossy glazing on the crust the flaky crust where it was cut and the firm filling looked nice with its dark berry filling.

“Okay, thank you Dewdrop.” She giggled at the anticipation of you eating some.

You lean over and smell it’s sweet fresh baked aroma. You use the fork and cut through the tip of the slice the crust breaks with the glaze and flakes, it’s firm. You lift it up and cautiously take the whole piece into your mouth as Dew stairs at the piece and then your mouth. It wasn’t super sweet like human pies with sugar, maybe more mild sweet, like it was made with honey, but full flavor of the berries, the crust twisting like honey and maybe something savory. But the flavor was really good. “Nod at Dew in approval, the pie was really good. As you chewed it up and swallowed.

She clapped slightly as she smiled. “I was hoping you liked it.” She bounced more making her tits bounce as well.

Clarissa chuckled slightly as she said, “eat up sweetie.”

You do. Dew seemed excited and watched intently as you ate every bit on your plate.

There was a bite left of the piece when Clarissa asked Dew, “So this is a traditional lovers pie right?”

She nodded, “yes”

Then Clarissa said, “how sweet of you to make it for him.”

As you put the last piece in your mouth, you noticed you felt a bit warmer and for some reason you felt a little aroused. But you had a clear head.

Clarissa waited for you to swallow and then said. “So a lovers pie for Fauns is a pie that is made with love and care for their mate they wish to breed with, by accepting the pie, you are accepting their mating choice.”

You look at Clarissa, “what? So what?, am I supposed to bed her or something?”

Clarissa looked at Dew who smiled back at me bouncing in place a little like a girl being handed a present or something.

“Well, your not a Faun, so I wouldn’t expect you to, you know nothing of the tradition.”

Dew interrupted. “How do you like the crust?”

I nodded. “It was very nice”

She smiled over at Clarissa, “I’m so happy he liked it.”

Clarissa walked up to Dew, stuck her hand down the front of her pants could tell she stuck her fingers in her snatch as Dew moaned out loud as her knees sunk a little. She pulled her hand out and it was shiny wet. She held them to your nose, and it didn’t smell as musky as human women do, as you held your head back away from her fingers. Clarissa said, “take a smell again” you cautiously lean forward and smell, the scent was pleasant, then she poked a finger in your mouth. You instinctively respond my spitting her finger out and pulling your head back. Dew looked at you with that same dazed grin.

As you stick your tongue out almost spitting you suddenly realize as your cock throbbed slightly, that it was that same savory taist as on the crust.

You look at Clarissa with wide eyes, “wait, that’s.”

She nods. “A traditional lovers pie is where she paints the crust with her pussy juices so a mate knows how clean and pure she is.”

“And you let me eat it?” Your emotions are confused.” She twists like a type of savory honey.”

“She works her self up and when she cums she produces fluids, and that’s what she sweetens the pie filling with as well.”

Your just ate a piece of Dew pussy pie. “What the hell.”

Clarissa looks at your lap. “I’d say the pie did its job.” She looks at Dew, “he’s certainly a mating prospect for you Dew, it put him in heat.”

She hopped up looking at you eagerly. “Oh goody, can we mate now?”