Jen stirred, feeling the tickle of long grass brushing against her in the breeze, and warm sunlight on her skin. She smiled and stretched, remembering times spent sunbathing, and fucking with her boyfriends, in the long grass around her family's lake house. She frowned, feeling the tell-tale ache of sunburn as she shifted. "Damnit, how long'd I sleep?" she muttered, feeling around for her towel and clothes.
"Not more than a tenth of a day." The voice brought her memories rushing back; the phone call, the dare, the man holding her, touching her, his eyes... Jen covered herself with her hands and looked around wildly. He'd taken his cloak off and was sitting to one side of her, faced mostly away. Her blue dress was spread across his lap. His shirt was unbleached cotton, covered by a leather vest worked in tiny lines and patterns.
Jen's arm felt like sandpaper across her breasts; she was going to have one hell of a sunburn. "You stripped me naked and didn't even protect me from the sun?!" She grabbed the gray cloak and pulled it over herself.
"Hmm?" The man glanced over his shoulder and Jen felt herself freeze as she caught sight of his glowing blue eyes. "Ah," he looked at her reddened arms and face, "water mages. I'd forgotten how easily you're affected by heat and sunlight. He set her clothing aside and rolled to a crouch facing her. "Hold still now." He leaned over and drew the cloak from her unresisting fingers and set it aside as well. Jen swallowed as he stuck a finger under her breast and raised it, peering beneath then reached down and gently parted her shaved pussy lips. "you're paler than most humans here, that didn't help any, but the burn isn't too bad yet."
He drew a small jar from a pocket of his vest and dipped two fingers into it. He removed them coated in what looked like green petroleum jelly. "The sowren use this for marital chaffing, but it ought to work fine for your burns." He ran his fingers up either side of her pussy, then traced the under-curves of her breasts. Wherever he touched an icy cool sensation followed. He continued painting stripes of green goo on her, circles around her nipples and belly button, stripes across her cheeks and forehead, then slashes down her arms and thighs.
Jen was blushing furiously. None of her boyfriends had ever done anything this sensual with her. With them it was all groping, squeezing, then shoving it into her for a couple minutes till they blew their wads. She bit her lip as he spread the last of the goo on the soles of her feet, the chill making her toes curl.
"You'd best rub it in or you'll look like one of the striped cat-kin from the mountains north of here." He said, replacing the empty jar into his pocket.
"Will," Jen looked down at her tightly crinkled nipples and the gleam where her swollen pussy lips had spread to reveal the wetness within, "will you do it? I want you to do it. Please?"
He raised her chin and looked Jen in the eyes. "Do you so hunger for my touch? For my blessing?" His eyes seemed warmer somehow, Jen felt like her whole body was catching on fire.
"I...yes?" Jen wasn't sure who this man with the glowing eyes and chorus voice was, but she knew she wanted--needed--to have sex with him as soon as possible.
He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her gently on the lips. "Very well child," He said running his hands down her arms, then rubbing gently down her thighs as he spread her legs. "What is your name?"
He was kneeling between her spread legs, running his hands down to her feet as he raised them to rest on his shoulders. Jen lay on her back, her arms limp at her sides. His clothing had vanished. The dark curly hair spread down his chest and belly to the thick thatch his erect cock was rising from. Jennifer was panting, her loins and breasts throbbing in time with her pulse. She tensed as he set the head of his phallus on the folds of her pussy. "My, my name? It's Jennifer Smith." She tensed her legs,raising her body to rub and press his cock deeper within her.
"And I am Wantross, god of travelers, and your God by word, deed, and desire." He slid his penis deep inside Jenny, who moaned and clenched herself tight around it. "And I bind you to me by your name, by our union, and," He twitched and Jen felt a jet of liquid spray deep within her. "by my seed, you are mine." Jennifer arched her back as another spray of semen pulsed into her vagina. Just as she'd felt her tears be absorbed into his body she felt his seed being absorbed into hers. "You will serve me, and I shall preserve you."
Wantross leaned forward,letting Jenny's legs sip down to lie in the grass, spread wide around him. He cupped her breasts, gently squeezing and rolling them in his large hands. He flicked her nipples with his thumbs. "Teats like a sowen indeed!" He planted a kiss on each erect nipple sending a thrill through Jennifer's taunt flesh. He slid his arms beneath her and rocked back, raising both Jen and himself to a seated position. Jenny wrapped her legs around him and shivered as he pressed her body against his.
Wantross ran his fingers through her hair and leaned down to kiss and nibble gently at the side of the lustful young woman's neck. He spread his knees an bobbed lightly on his heels, sliding Jenn up and down his throbbing cock. "Yes, yes! Oh my God! Oh Wantross yes! Yes!" Jen writhed as her God made love to her, and her body blossomed into orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.