The Corrupted Forest Ch. 05

He gulped, "right, sorry must be hearing things. We have to hurry."

"Why?" She stepped forward. She spoke so softly Chorfazi almost didn't hear her. Nes places a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently, tilting her head as she bit her lower lip. "Can't we take a break? I'm feeling a tingling."

"Where?" The monk asked worried. He turned around to face her, heart racing. Had she been injured when he carried out of there? The corner of her mouth angled upwards as her smoldering gaze sent shivers down his spine. She led his gaze downwards with her other hand, caressing a breast on the way down to her belly.

When her hand slid into her robes at her waist, he thought maybe a bad insect bite? She kept going though, down between her legs. The movement caused her robes to open, revealing her cleavage. His gaze kept focused on her hand, but he couldn't not see the milky white swell of her breasts.

"It's an itch I need you to scratch," she purred, licking her lips.

He should have known! He knew it was wrong the moment he had turned around. That he should stop her and make her meditate. His loins disagreed though. His 'lesser' mind started to wake up. At some point his breathing had become shallow. The mist kept going straight to his head.

Fight it! This isn't my Nes! He kept repeating in his mind. The hand on his shoulder went to the back of his head, rubbing his neck. Oh that felt good, inhaling deeply. Her fingers were slightly cold, perfectly countering the sweaty heat he felt in himself. He almost leaned back into her hand.

"Doesn't that sound like a good idea mentor?" She looked down and beamed at the tent forming in his robes. "I think you agree, ahh," she moaned as she flicked her clit with her index finger.

He stood there transfixed as she took her hand out of her robes and brought it to him. She ran her slick finger over his lips and his eyes rolled back as he tasted her. A forbidden fruit he never had dreamed he'd ever taste. Then she lowered her hand to grasp his erection.

The sudden intrusion snapped him out of it. "Wait! What are you doing?"

She squeezed his girth and stroked once, slowly.

He shook himself and grabbed her shoulders, forcing her arms down to her sides. She stood there with a mischievous look he had never seen her make. Oh how he longed to give in. To pull her close and kiss her deeply.

He'd never thought of her that way before though. Sure, he always thought she was attractive. However, he never let his thoughts go beyond that simple fact. She was his student. He had responsibilities to protect her. They were just in a dangerous situation and had to resist these demonically influenced thoughts.

"We can't do this. You need to focus for me. Take a deep breath and concentrate on..."

Her whole body shook with pleasure as she took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. "That does feel good. Take a deep breath with me mentor."

He watched her chest rise as she took another deep breath. His lungs filled with tingling vapor. It took a moment to understand her wide smile. He had listened instinctively. Everything felt... it felt good, and warm.

"That's right let it wash over you. Until you hear the voices. She promises it'll feel phenomenal."

"Who promises?" He asked weakly, feeling his cock grow and twitch. She stepped towards him, placing her hands on his face, rubbing behind his ears.

"I don't know, but her voice is... so... sexy." Each word flowed sexily from her lips, causing another twitch between his legs. It felt good to listen to her. So very good...

His eyes opened wide as she leaned in, pressing her lips against his. Soft supple Soft, supple lips he never wanted to kiss before. Now he never wanted them to stop. She made him feel like a young man again, blood pumping, heart racing.

He didn't hear any voices though. Then again, he had heard something like a whisper when he first glanced back. Had something or someone been speaking to her this whole time? Telling her to breath deep instead of meditating when they took short breaks?

Her lips were so soft and felt way better than they should have. It wasn't long before he eagerly returned the kiss with a hunger of his own.

"Good, good, let go and breathe deeply." A dark and seductive voice whispered.

Through the fog in his mind it took all his effort to think. Nes' lips were sloppily kissing him. Then who's voice had that been?

He found himself holding her hips, aching to reach for her butt. A small part of him screaming to resist temptation.

"I thought you'd be tougher to catch. All it took was tempting the beast between your legs, apparently." The feminine voice sounded amused and slightly bored.

Chorfazi's eyes scanned the around without spotting the voice's source. Nes wrapped one leg around his, pressing her body against his hard on. He groaned in response. How long had it been since he had visited the brothel?

He had needs he never quite was able to suppress. It went against his teachings, but it felt so good to give in. The touch of a woman. A woman like Nes, young, soft and eager.

Wait a minute! His mind rebelled, painfully. He never visited brothels. Those weren't his memories. Naked bodies fornicating in a sweaty heap. Part of him wanted them to be his memories.

It was so confusing. His student rubbed against him, stoking his passions. Images flashed in his mind now of him being surrounded by beautiful women in lace and silks. They teased and caressed him, whispering sweet nothings.

"Each breath you take makes you want another. Breathe deep and give in to the pleasure."

Chorfazi felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. The tainted air made him feel lightheaded but most of all, horny. The cute sounds Nes made were distracting him, however, he kept scanning the area.

A slight movement next to the tree caught his eye. It blended in with the vines. Nes tilted her head and blocked his vision, probing with her tongue. Without thinking he parted his lips, allowing her entry.

Everything felt fuzzy. The more he breathed in the more he wanted her. His hands found their way around her waist, down onto the tight swell of her ass. He squeezed, a cheek in each hand, pulling her tightly against him.

Nes squealed against his lips, massaging his tongue with her own. Then she leapt up onto him, wrapping both legs around his waist, jumping against his rock-hard erection. He groaned, eyes rolling back. Never had he felt such carnal desires.

The green mist swirled around them, making him dizzy. Or was that the blood rushing down between his legs? He didn't know or care anymore. Instead of resisting he pulled her harder against him, flexing his muscles, groaning at the pleasure.

They moaned into each other's lips, lost to their passions. Rubbing against each other for the sake of pleasure.

Then a rustling of leaves caught his attention. Strangely enough it was out of irritation this time that made him look. Finally giving into his lust and the last thing he wanted was to be interrupted.

The figure moving shocked him. He didn't know what to think. But just the sight of her vine-like skin shook him from the daze. The source of the voice...

He leaned back, releasing Nes' lips. His teachings returned to him in a fit of panic. Everything felt wrong... well it felt great... too great, but suddenly he knew it was wrong.

"Nes get ahold of yourself! We're in danger!" He cried out, trying to lower her. She responded by squeezing her legs, humping against him faster.

The plant lady's laugh echoed throughout the grove. Vines crept towards them ever slowly. Chorfazi's heart raced with panic but how could he convince Nes to see reason?

The younger monk rocked her hips against his erection while nibbling on his neck. He couldn't loosen her legs from his waist. Despite his protests he could feel his body giving in, with each breath of corrupted air.

"I want you inside me," Nes hoarsely whispered into his ear.

"Oh my," He cried out, feeling his knees buckle. That almost sent him over the edge. He had to act quick before he couldn't resist. She just felt so good against him. Chorfazi squeezed her ass cheeks harder. He just needed a little more and... and he'd experience his first...

He shouldn't, not now. Not with the plant lady creeping towards them, hips swaying. Vines were wrapped around her, caressing her body. She had a large leaf wrapped around her chest like a dress. It flowed down below her hips.

There was nothing natural about this woman approaching the monks. She had an aura of dark magic. A scent of pure corruption spread around her. The type of smell that boiled your blood, driving you crazy with lust.

The closer she got, the more he felt his willpower lower. She kept whispered in that sexy voice, sending tingles down his spine. Now he knew Nes had been compromised for their entire escape.

Somehow, he hadn't heard her whispers as they ran. Or rather, didn't comprehend hearing them. Now that he recalled though, he remembered ignoring them.

Her whispers had been faint, as if carried by the wind from far off. They had gotten louder as the monks ran towards them. As if they were drawn to her like a siren's call.

All the plant woman needed to do was tell him to ravish his student, and he'd melt into obedience. However, the rational part of his mind kept fighting. He couldn't give in!

The wise older man did the only thing he could think of. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing all his willpower, cleansing his soul. He released the breath and felt hope return.

"Yes, submit my pet," Knigrith smiled in triumph as he took a deep breath.

A slimy vine touched his ankle and the monk launched himself up into the air, flipping backwards and away from the strange woman. He clutched his student to him as he landed, rolled, and ran.

He hoped he chose the correct direction. Once they were a safe distance away he'd try to talk some sense into Nes again. Hopefully outside of the dangerous mist.

He ran for what felt like ages. Slowly lust filled his veins again as Nes never ceased humping him. She had orgasmed several times, soaking his robes.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to rest. Most importantly, he needed to get her off him. Chorfazi leaned her against a tree and took another deep breath, eyes closed in concentration.

Nes brought her lips to his again, pressing in hard. Without thinking he returned the kiss, feeling himself give in slightly, rocking his hips against her.

The beautiful young red head ripped open his robes. For the first time he felt his bare dick slide against a moist vagina.

He slid his length along her nether lips twice before pulling back. What was he doing?! He held her arms, pressing her against the tree as their lips separated. She had the sluttiest expression on her face as she licked her lips.

Her legs had relaxed when he dropped his guard. When he pulled back, she let him. Then when he least expected it her legs tightened, pulling him in fast. He cried out in shock as his dick speared into her swollen pussy.

"Ahhh," her legs tightened like a vice grip, ankles intertwined. He couldn't think anymore, standing there in a daze, arms outstretched holding hers back.

"Yes mentor, fuck me," she moaned, eyes rolling back.

Her vaginal walls squeezed him perfectly. How had he ever resisted this amount of pleasure? Or why?

His legs were shaking before long. She kept squeezing and releasing her legs, encouraging him on.

Somehow, he heard whispers carried on the wind.

"Take her, ravish her."

Had the plant lady been sending her cursed whispers to him the entire time he ran? He needed to cleanse himself again.

So, he pulled back when her legs loosened and... thrust home.

Nes squealed and beamed at him, "yes, just like that. Claim me, make me yours!"

Between the tempting whispers and Nes' screams he couldn't resist, pounding into her time and time again.

"Breathe deeply my pets."

The monks stared into each other's eyes. Nes look at him with pure joy while he struggled. His body had given in, but his mind fought. A losing battle sure, but it fought none the less.

Finding the succubus inside the lay-line waters really explained everything. From the lustful mist to the seductive creature stalking them. Not to mention the monk's suddenly attraction to each other.

Whether the attraction was there before or not. The succubus' influence was responsible for their current actions.

Deep down he knew he needed to resist. But why? It felt so good having sex for the first time.

"Deep breaths in and let it out."

He sighed as he exhaled, thrusting deep and holding. Nes clung to him tightly, her hands reached around him, digging nails into his back.

Chorfazi couldn't hold on to her anymore. Instead he braced himself against the tree, staring into her eyes with longing. So good, so close.

"Don't you want to kiss me?" Nes pouted, sticking out her lower lip.

His heart skipped a beat. She looked so adorable and sexy at the same time. He felt himself swell larger as his cock twitched deeply inside her.

He leaned forward, sweat dripping into his eyes. The sting barely registered.

"Please mentor, kiss me," her pout turned to a mischievous smirk.

His mouth went dry as he licked his lips. He wanted to her soft mouth against his again, her tongue wrestling with his.

"Give in my pet," the seductive voice on the wind whispered. It sounded closer than before.

He leaned in closer, mere inches from her lips. Right before he took her passionately, Nes sultry purred one final word. "Cum..."

His body tensed up as their lips met. An explosion from within rocked him to his core. His entire body went rigid as he cried out against her lips. The pulsating bliss soared through him down to his loins and exploded within her deep tunnel.

Nes tightened her limbs around him, nails digging deeply into his flesh, drawing blood. She squealed when the first burst of cum sprayed within her, causing her own climax to hit hard.

She bit down on his lower lip, moaning and screaming, body shaking. He filled her up before both of them collapsed onto the ground.

Chorfazi became aware of something slimy slithering over his body. The world went blurry and dark as he tried to keep his heavy eyes open. Nes curled up against his side, nuzzling his shoulder blade. Sleep had quickly overtaken her as she began to snore softly.

A dark figure walked into his view, hip cocked. He knew the plant lady would catch up with them. However, he couldn't remember why he cared. Sleep sounded very good right now.

The slithering vines encircled them both, tighter and tighter, until they felt like a warm blanket. Knigrith looked down at him and smiled.

"You put up a good fight after all. And here I thought you were going to be boring. Sleeeep now," she cooed as the monk drifted away, eyes closing with a sigh.

~*~

Bao Hardfal crouched low, bow at the ready with an arrow nocked. He headed towards a strange echoing sound putting his skills in stealth to the test.

Not long ago a Cheshire Cat had toyed with him before vanishing in plain sight. She had first warned him of two humans—a man and a woman—being terrified and heading in his direction.

They had to be from his party of six. The only other humans that should be in the forest—to his knowledge—were the wizards and the cat girl said old Magnus had passed away. Though she didn't say how.

The ranger tried to keep his breathing under control as he approached the strange sounds. Finally, he saw movement, crouching lower, prepared to fight.

He inched closer to brace himself against a tree before glancing around it. The sight before him left him flabbergasted. This journey had shown him many strange things... but this?

A woman with grayish green skin and green dreadlocks sat upon the flesh of a naked man laying flat on the ground. That alone wasn't the part that shocked him. By now he was used to seeing or partaking in some form of sex.

No, the thing that threw him for a loop was all the vines slithering around with minds of their own. They were wrapped around the man's body, both keeping him pinned and caressing his flesh. A few of the tendrils were even wrapped around the plant-like woman.

It was like watching an orgy only there weren't a lot of people. Not that he had ever seen an orgy. People talked is all, seriously.

There were so many vines slithering around he couldn't see who the man was. He obviously assumed it was Chorfazi but there was a slight possibility that it could be Enorim the wizard they had all come here to find.

A muffled moan off to the side caught his attention. Bao crept over for a better look, still unsure how to proceed.

Over yonder he spotted Neshis Huhreld sitting against a tree trunk, vines slithering around her. Her red hair—usually kept tied up in a bun—was loose and a complete mess. Those gorgeous green eyes of hers were glossy and unfocused.

Her muffled moans were caused by the tendril pumping in and out of her mouth. Then he realized more vines were thrusting down below. That poor girl looked like she was being reduced to a fuck sleeve.

There were even a few vines wrapped around her nice breasts. Bao didn't have a fetish for this time of thing but for some reason it was influencing him, tempting him.

Rationally though, if that was Neshis, then the man had to be Chorfazi. Bao contemplated his options. If he made the wrong move, he'd end up just like them. His body kinda liked the sound of that... the ranger shook his head, unsure where that thought had come from. He most certainly did not like the idea of being used by a bunch of vines!

He looked back over at the plant lady. Was she a result of the experiments the cat girl had mentioned? He had met plenty of fae in his travels and observed quite a few more over the years. None of them looked quiet like her though.

She had a raw sexuality about her. Not because she was currently fucking the monk like her life depended on it... ok maybe a little bit because of that.

The ranger had to fight with himself to resist reaching down and throughly enjoying the sight. Despite his body's desires he decided to retreat, silently.

Instead of fleeing and pretending he never saw anything he crept towards the largest tree he could find, within range. He pulled the bow over his head onto his shoulder and started to climb.

~*~

Knigrith bounced on the monk with determination. He had been a tough one to crack. However, with the help of her little pets it wasn't difficult to pin him down.

She had toyed with him seductively until his body reacted against his better judgement. And now she intended to fuck his mind into obedient mush. His stifled grunts and moans were a huge turn on for her.

However, the monk glared at her, clearly still resisting her control.

"Why keep fighting stud? You lost the moment you stepped into my mistress' mist. Each breath corrupting your very essence."

She paused her bouncing, stretching out her arms and arching her back. "You gave in to temptation and fucked your little red headed friend. Now look at her," she angled her head towards the lady monk.

Chorfazi followed her gaze. His student had a blissful, yet, vacant look on her face. He couldn't deny she looked good, sexual energy pulsated off of her in waves.

"You could be like that, happy, obedient, fucked silly. Would you like that?" She asked as she wiggled her waist, giggling when his eyes rolled back. "Yes, I know you would. Deep down everyone has a bimbo within them. Some just have it a little closer to heart, like your friend there."