Yari of the Deep Woods Ch. 01

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

This will be a personal and hopefully longer length erotica. As I started to write it, I felt myself pouring into the page. So much so that the placeholder name for Yari was Ashe at one point. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I do love constructive criticism and welcome it in the comments below. Thank you for reading! <3

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The pale ochre sky of dawn was barely able to be seen through the canopy overhead when Yari awoke in her bed. Despite the lengthening days, the nights were still chilly and in her slumber she had wrapped herself in the deerskin blanket she had fastened from an aged doe who had died during the first freeze of the previous autumn.

She yawned and stretched before sitting up in bed, shifting the blanket to be wrapped around her shoulders and back. Rising to stand, she checked to see if any embers remained in the grated firepit sitting at the center of her treehouse. The little fire she had tended the night previous was gone but some uncharred pieces of wood remained. Calling upon the woods surrounding her, she whispered the words "ignia filarum" to the wood.

Seeing no spark Yari's heart fluttered as she realized what it meant. She quickly moved out the open door of her tree house to the deck that surrounded it and looked down towards the forest floor. Even through the morning mist she could see the faint blue light that beckoned her. Its luminescence waxing and waning as if it were the heartbeat of the forest itself.

Moving back inside she placed the deerskin blanket on the bed and folded it neatly. Her body was so filled with nervous anticipation that she didn't even feel the cold of the morning air on her naked body. She grabbed her dagger and fastened it around her waist, letting the sheathed blade hang on her right side. She pushed her long brown hair behind her ears and breathed deeply before setting outside once again.

Yari couldn't remember when the ritual started but she had learned to appreciate the time that she spent with the spirit of the forest as much as it seemingly enjoyed its time with her. It was a simple thing, Yari gave up herself to the forest and in return the forest granted her its magic. Even now the thought of what awaited her excited her and engorged the penis that hung from her body.

Breathing deep she leapt from her tree house towards a sturdy branch below, her hair flowing behind her as she fell. With each leap she moved closer to the ground floor that lay 20 meters below. As she made her final leap she gracefully flipped backwards in the air before landing on the forest floor. When she landed the morning mist barely moved, as if she created no force from landing at all. Across a clearing in the forest filled with ferns and low grass, Yari could see the beating light of the forest. She walked slowly towards it, the mist obscuring the area below her navel as she walked. As she walked she undid her belt and let the dagger fall to the forest floor. Now totally naked her hips naturally swayed as she approached the light and for the first time in weeks beheld the sight of the forest's might.

There, protruding from a burrow of roots was a growth of what looked like moss that rose rose away from the roots in a curved and tapered cylindrical shape. The blinking light that had summoned Yari emanated from the tip of the object, its flashing increasing in succession as she approached. Instinctively her hole flexed and ached as if anticipating what was coming next.

Reaching out with her hand, she ran her fingers over the outgrowth of moss and felt a slippery substance coat her fingers. Lifting her rear off the forest floor, she coated her hole with the slick substance and with simple ease slid a finger inside herself, a gasp escaping her mouth as she felt the warmth of her insides on her finger. Working her finger in and out a few times, she made sure the slippery substance coated both the outside as well as as much of her insides that she could reach.

Pulling her finger out she took a deep breath through her nose, the familiar odor of life and regrowth that permeated the forest filling her senses. She was ready.

She turned away from the mossy object before shifting back towards it and spreading her legs, straddling the growth of roots. Her toned and pale legs sliding into an indent of the roots that felt as though it was carved out for her. As the soles of her feet pressed up against soft moss in the root indent she felt her hole meet the tip of the forest's might, a warmth coming off it felt contrasting to the rest of the flora that surrounded her.

She breathed deep again and then started to push her body back onto the mossy growth, feeling her hole stretching to take the object. It stretched her only slightly as she slid down on it, a low groan escaping her lips. With one smooth motion she took the entirety of the growth inside her and felt her ass press up against the root. She produced another gasp, this time sharper and more high pitched as she filled herself with the forest's might.

With the growth fully inside her, a small dribble of Yari's essence flowed from the head of her penis onto the ground in front of her. As soon as her cum touched the forest floor the feeling of the forest changed. The steadily growing light of the morning that hung over the clearing and surrounding trees suddenly changed to match the blue hue of the light that was now buried deep within her.

Slowly she raised her ass up to bring the tip of the mossy appendage almost out of her before pushing back down again, gasping at the force she had used on simply the first thrust. Working herself up and down she felt her hole expanding to meet the girth of the object that she was thrusting herself upon. Flexing her back she raised her hands off the ground and began to play with her breasts, moaning as another spurt of cum dropped from her penis to the forest floor below. The forest responded in turn by quickly flashing a bright blue around her.

"Yes I know, you like this too" she spoke to seemingly no one but she could feel the forest's response when the appendage inside her engorged to fill her loosening cavity. Causing her to gasp and resume resting on her hands in order to keep her rhythm undaunted.

After a few minutes her rhythm had increased in tempo and was now at a lively speed. Biting her lip she increased the force of her motion to as hard as she could muster. Her body was colliding with the roots below her as warmth began growing inside her body. She knew the ritual was nearing its end as the trees around her had begun to flash blue with each thrust of her hips down.

As they both neared their climaxes, Yari began to loudly scream cries of pleasure. She didn't know if she was doing it for herself or the forest, but she didn't care because it enhanced her own pleasure to let out all that she held inside. It was only a few thrusts later that the warmth erupted into shockwaves of pleasure that rippled through the entirety of her body. Yari's mouth was agape, only able to produce guttural gasps as cum flowed out of her in a steady stream at first before shooting out in large spurts onto the ground below her. The forest in turn glowed blue for the entirety of her orgasm, almost to the point of hurting her eyes but she cared not.

As her orgasm subsided the appendage inside her grew warm as it filled with its own energy. She felt her body begin to absorb it, causing her to let out a low and long groan. As the mossy growth transferred its essence to her, Yari caught her breath, her face resting on the cool forest floor. When the ritual finally finished she sat up and gave one short squeeze of her muscles to grip her hole down on the mossy appendage, squeezing one more pang of pleasure out of it for herself before sliding herself off and collapsing on the ground once more.

She continued to catch her breath as she watched her essence be absorbed by the roots. Whispering "thank you" to the forest over and over as the blue light slowly returned to the natural green as if it were any other forest. She did not feel herself fall asleep and only realized she had when a doe sniffed at her cheek, the wet nose shocking her out of her slumber...