© Copyright 1998,1999, 2000, 2001 Peter 'darkewolf' Crystal darke@indigo.net.au

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Walking slowly through the forest, sunlight streaming green through the elegant tree tops. Filling my body with energy and love for everything. All my troubles melt away, no longer do I have to worry about my divorce, the messy trouble at work with Cheryl. Total free with nature.

Maybe my thoughts are not quite focused on keeping my feet touching the ground, as I trip over. A tree root I guess, although when I look back, the ground is bare. Odd.

Movement. Seen from the corner of my eye. Something green, and fast. Silently stalking me. My heart jumps into my throat as a young female steps out of the tree to stand infront of me.

I stammer a question out, incoherent in my suprise, "W-W-w-w-ho a-r-r-e you?". My eyes are wide with fear, and widen more, when I realise my guest is completely naked, and as well as that, her skin is a mottled shade of green.

She smiles at me, shyly touching a finger to her lips. Her eyes glow green, with almost impish mischief. Her eyes scan up and down my body, resting briefly on my crotch, a small grin from her and I feel myself start to harden.

"W-W-w-w-what do you want?", I attempt. All I get in response is a grin, and more of her stare, which I feel burn deep into my soul. Trying to raise some courage I reach out with one hand and touch her gently on the cheek, she smiles and licks her lips.

"I am sidhe. Take you clothes off, I am here for pleasure.", sweet voice like how I'd imagine an angel to sound. Tender, caring and soft.

I open my mouth to protest, but looking at her body I stop myself. Quickly undressing, dropping my clothes to the leafy floor I feel vulnerable and helpless amongst these giant trees.

"Lie down!", she commands, my knees going weak. And as I lie down she straddles me, jade eyes smiling at me, lips slightly parted, breating softly. Here she slowly slides down my body, my cock touching slightly against the dampness of her sex, hairless and smooth. Her fingers trail down my chest, tracing patterns, circles and lines. Fingernail scratching lightly over my nipples, invoking a shudder of pleasure and pain in my body.

She continues to move down, her sex sliding down my legs, her hands playing over my stomach, and down to my pubic hair. A look of curiousity crosses her face as she runs her fingers though my coarse black hair. And then she grins and finds her quest, my long stiff penis. Its head purple and bulging, an anticipation on my lips as I feel her hot breath playing over the taut skin.

I try to stand, my body weak and drained, a dull thudding pain seeping up my torso, from where my dick used to be. Now just a bloody stump. With shaking hands I reach up, and try to touch the leg of the sprite, and as my finger contacts her skin, the air shimmers like a pond distrubed with a rock, and she vanishes.