Chapter 4 - Harvesting Nectar

Tags: kissing, missionary, creampie, cowgirl, tit_sucking, oral_creampie, rough, mating press, tit_spanking, titjob
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Wakeeda and her potions. On the one hand, Ciaran found heading around the realms collecting alchemy ingredients pretty repetitive by now. But at least he knew the ingredients wouldn't be misused. Well, not on purpose. Besides, it's not like he wasn't getting well paid for it.

He waded through the forest, looking for this nectar. He was told he'd know when he found the place, but he was starting to doubt that. He'd been wandering in the forest for hours and he had found nothing of note, except the skeleton of another adventurer who was sat against a tree. From the way the hand was hold the side, Ciaran guessed they'd bled out. 

But after more wandering aimlessly, Ciaran came to a large clearing. It was a lighter green then the rest of the forest, and three giant violet flowers were before him. They looked big enough to fit in, if he was curled up. The petals were closed and upturned. The middle one shuddered slightly. Ciaran drew his wand and approached.

He peered in and saw a beautiful face looking up at him. A pair of violet eyes regarded him. Studied him. Then the mouth moved "Ah, a new visitor to our little home? Sisters! We have a guest!"

Two of the three flowers opened wide. The one Ciaran was looking into and two others flanking it. Three girls all stood in the centre of their giant flowers. Light green skin led up to dark green hair. As two of them stepped out of their little homes, fresh nectar dripped off of them to the ground, where it was absorbed instantly. The third girl remained in her flower, only her torso sticking out.

The middle girl, who had first spoken, was rather plump. She was a head taller than him, and had a sultry voice. Ciaran could feel a soothing, almost motherly presence from her "A very handsome guest at that..."

The girl on the left was shorter, and fitter. She had a much more toned body, and a cuter face. "Agreed! Such a hunk!" Her voice was higher pitched than the first's.

The right-side girl... she had the biggest tits Ciaran had ever seen. She had a face that reminded Ciaran of a moody preadult and her expression was almost bored. "Eh, I've seen better. Hope he's big downstairs." Ciaran felt a pang of pain at her first words.

"I presume you have come here desiring us, adventurer?" The middle one asked.

"Uh... I was just asked to come here to harvest some nectar." Ciaran replied honestly, holstering his wand.

"Oh? That is a change. Normally adventurers seek us out in want of our bodies." The middle one told him. "Not that we mind-it certainly helps take our minds off the boredom, and semen is very nutritious. But where are my manners? I am Flos, the eldest of us three."

"I'm Flor. Pleasure to meet ya!" The left side girl told him.

"Hey. Name's Fleur." The right side girl half-heartedly said.

"Ciaran Xanderson. Wizard, adventurer and, right now, alchemy ingredient collector." The wizard introduced himself.

"I can tell you'd rather I cut any unnecessary talk and get to the point." Flos correctly deduced "In return for our nectar, I'm sure a handsome man such as yourself wouldn't mind giving us some sexual company? It gets awfully lonely here."

"Not at all." Ciaran felt a smile curving his mouth. Was this another one of Wakeeda's "reprieves"?

"I call dibs!" Flor shouted, moving towards him, but a vine from Flos tripped her up and she landed on her face. Fleur snickered loudly.

Flos spoke as Flor got up. "I think it would be best to allow him to choose."

"Oh, please pick me, please! I'll make you cum lots and lots and you won't find a bouncier pair of tits on either of my sisters!" Flor told him, bouncing on her feet as if to prove her point. Ciaran found her enthusiasm slightly infectious. "I'll fuck you real good and I'll let you drink my nectar while doing it!"

"I may not be as energetic as Flor, but I doubt that you'll regret choosing me." Flos informed him, a sensual tone to her voice "You see, my favourite kind of sex is slow and passionate. I'll whisper sweet, romantic things in your ear as you make love to me, leave kisses on your neck and cheeks. And your lips, if you wish it." Ciaran's heart surged; he'd already made up his mind.

"Urgh, that lovey-dovey stuff makes me almost gag." Fleur mocked throwing up before looking at Ciaran "You look like a guy who likes big tits. So I bet you'll-"

"For your information, I find 'that lovey dovey stuff' to be the best part of sex." Ciaran interrupted her, leaving her mouth agape. "So you can stand there-unsatisfied-while I pleasure both of your sisters."

"What? But-"

"No buts. I have no interest in your kind of sex, where you just lay there and let your partner do all the work." Ciaran told her firmly. The other two sisters giggled as he turned to them. "Flor, I promise I'll still have enough energy to make you cum once Flos is satisfied. Do you mind waiting?" 

Flor shook her head gently. "Not at all! If only because you told Fleur off. She's always such a weed because nobody picks her."

"With her attitude, I couldn't -possibly- imagine why." Ciaran answered, shooting a glare at Fleur before turning to Flos and gaining his smile back "Now Flos, show me just how passionate your favourite sex is..."

Flos answered by pressing her lips tightly against his. Ciaran tasted the sweetness of honey as his tongue swirled with hers as he pulled off his shoes and slipped his trouser down. Her hands found his tunic base and they briefly broke the kiss as she pulled it off. But their lips met again instantly, Flos's body pressing against Ciaran's. 

He felt an intense warmth spreading through him, and his cock was already rock hard. Some kind of lust potion? Pheromones? He didn't feel like guessing.

Flos pulled him to her flower, still kissing him deeply. A couple of the petals came together, forming a place to lay down. Flos broke the kiss and lay on the petals, beckoning him closer. Ciaran instinctively knelt before her spread legs, but she sat up and pushed his head away from her pussy.

"Please... do not deny me with foreplay, however skilled you are. It has been a long time..." She told him. 

Ciaran nodded and stood up before bending over her figure. He placed his cock at her entrance and she met her lips to his. The wizard pushed into the flower and they both moaned into their kiss until his hips met her crotch. Flos broke the kiss but wrapped him tightly in her arms as he began to move inside her.

Ciaran's pace was slow and sensual, hilting inside her on every thrust. He made sure to savour every thrust. Every inch of her pussy. Every sound she made in his ear. He adored this kind of sex, and to find a lover who shared his love of it was so rare...

Flos crossed her legs behind Ciaran as they made love. "Uhn... you're so tender... so passionate... Oh... I feel like... the luckiest woman..."

Ciaran answered by gently kissing her neck, making her tighten her grip. Part of him wanted to speed up, but the other part was enjoying this far too much. He wanted it to last. He wanted Flos to get as much pleasure out of this as possible.

"Y-you're making me... Oooooooh..." Flos sighed in his ear. He felt her nethers tightening around him as he continued to move, but not squeezing him. 

His precum mixing with the new juices from her depths, the plant was now extremely easy to push into while still remaining tight. He lifted himself up slightly and the two lovers kissed again. Their tongues met again and Ciaran could swear she tasted even sweeter.

Flos suddenly began sucking his tongue, and he felt his pressure start to climb to it's limit. Each push inside was a sensual surge of pleasure for both him and the plant girl, and her soft lips massaging his tongue felt beyond incredible.

Ciaran moaned, breaking the kiss "Uhn, Flos, I'm going to-"

"Inside me... I want to feel it..." she requested.

Ciaran gave a final moan as he thrust inside Flos and his orgasm hit him like a huge wave. One, two, three shots of cum were pumped inside the plant girl, and the grip of her legs would be hurting his hips if she was any stronger. He pulled his hips back and found that his cock was still hard as a rock. He didn't feel even slightly tired.

Flos noticed his look "Heh. You'd be surprised what  combining the right nutrients can do for your spit. And there was a lot of tongue kissing there..."

Ciaran smirked and turned to the next plant girl. "Flor? Are yo-" But he noticed her furiously frigging herself. "Ah. Don't even have to ask."

"Nope. Seeing you fucking Flos like that has gotten me so horny..."

"Then how about we see who can make the other cum first? I'm still a little sensitive, so you might stand a chance. Might."

"Oh, you are on!" Flor replied. "Sit down on my flower. I'm going to ride you like a stallion and milk you like a cow!"

Ciaran sat down in the upright petal of Flor's flower and the youngest sister wasted no time in straddling him. She reached down and positioned his cock at her entrance before forcefully taking the whole thing in one go, leaving herself agape with pleasure. The wizard's moan came a second or two after the surge of pleasure.

"Fuck... so big..." Flor whispered, seemingly to herself "Heh... I can't wait to feel my pussy gaping when we're done..."

With that, she began to ride him. Gripping his shoulders to push herself up, her moans already echoing through the air. Ciaran's own moans joined hers, and he held her hips tightly as she fucked him.

Flor rode him hard, deep and fast. Pumping herself with his cock like a piston. The feeling of her riding him so vigourously was amazing, and her moans were delightful. Ciaran's right hand dove downwards and found her bead, rubbing it in time with her riding.

The plant girl squealed as her clit was massaged "H-Hey! I didn't say-"

"I don't recall-uhn-you saying that-AHN-I couldn't pleasure you-UH!-in other ways!"

Flor attempted to argue, but was quickly cut short by a moan of pleasure. Recalling what she said when she first saw him, Ciaran took her left breast into his mouth and suckled her nipple, massaging it with his tongue. The nectar presented it's honeyed taste to him as Flor rode him faster.

Ciaran rubbed her faster that her rhythm, drinking deep of her nectar. He could feel it's effects coursing through his body, granting him both strength and speed. Her panting, combined with her moans, told Ciaran she was fast approaching her orgasm. He gripped her tighter and began thrusting back into her as she rode him. Pushing faster and faster until-

"Fuu-uu-uu-uck!" Flor cried, her orgasm hitting her. She didn't stop riding him all the way through it. She stopped as her orgasm subsided and he removed her nipple from his mouth.

"I win." Ciaran smirked.

"So you do..." she panted "And as reward, you'll get the one thing better than my cunny..."

She lifted herself upwards and he felt himself lifted forwards slightly by the flower he sat in. Flor reached behind her and took his cock, nestled between her buttcheeks, moving it so it prodded at her butthole. Before he could say anything, she'd already plopped down onto his cock, her cry of pleasure and pain piercing the air.

She began riding him as fast as before, her ass much tighter than her pussy. It was also drier, and friction caused by the lack of pussy juice made for an amazing feeling. Her moans of mixed pain and pleasure were also a treat as much as her nectar, which he'd gone back to suckling from her breast as she rode him. 

He could already feel himself getting close.

"Flor, I'm gonna-"

"Hold it!" Flor told him, ceasing her riding and getting off him. Her mouth descended on Ciaran's cock and she took it to her throat, her tongue circling the tip. She let out a moan that sent a wave of rapture through Ciaran's being.

Ciaran let loose his orgasm into her mouth. One, two, three spurts of cum shot into her hungry mouth, and she happily gulped it down. She expertly milked the last few drops out of his cock and swallowed them down too. "Mmm... simply delectable."

"You don't have to copy my 'fancy words', Flor." Flos giggled.

Ciaran panted as he spoke "You're certainly... full of energy, but..." 

"What?"

The wizard swallowed "You might learn... a thing or two... from Flos' methods... Fucking isn't about your... own pleasure. It's about... your partner's."

"Oh. I see why you took a liking to me now. We're of a kindred mind." Flos smiled. "A shame you can't stay longer. I'd love to coax a few more thick, creamy loads out of you..."

"I wish I could stay too, but I came here with a job to do." Ciaran replied, opening a portal.

"Of course! After giving me and Flos such a good romping, I'd say you've earned every drop!" Flor told him.

Ciaran took four empty vials from the portal, each one enough to hold a pint.

"I hope who you're gathering this for is a friend of yours..." Flos told him. 

Ciaran answered simply "My best friend. She's a witch doctor." He placed a flask entrance on her right nipple. She held it there and he tapped it with his wand, muttering the word Wakeeda had told him: "Cosana." The flask sucked onto the plant girl's nipple, saying firmly there. 

He repeated the action on the other nipple before moving to Flor. She giggled as the first flask began to suck her nectar out. "Heheh... that always tickles... Whether it's a guy doing it or something else..."

Ciaran stepped back and saw that although the nectar was coming out, it was slow. Wakeeda had forewarned him of this, so he pointed his wand at each of the plant girl's chest and spoke "Drena."

The flasks sucked harder, making both plant girls squeal in pleasure before starting to moan. "Uhn... I wish you'd done this while fucking us... I could have cum an extra time!" Flor informed him.

"Mixing magic and sex rarely ends well for me. Especially when it's magic I'm not used to channeling." Ciaran explained.

3 or 4 minutes later, none of the flasks were full to a pint, but they were close enough. After corking them, Ciaran reopened the portal and put them inside.

"Well, thanks for the nectar, ladies." Ciaran told them. "I'm not sure when or if I'll come back here, so-"

"Wait!" Fleur interrupted. Her pussy was dripping wet and it was clear she'd become excited from his actions with her sisters "Please don't leave me hanging like this! If you fuck me, I won't be lazy! Promise!"

"It's not just the laziness. It's the fact that the very first thing you said about me is that you've seen better!" Ciaran told her, not bothering to hold back his anger.

Fleur was taken aback by his words. "I-I'm sorry I said that about you! I didn't mean-"

"Didn't mean to offend?" Ciaran finished coldly. "You still did. Funny how that works."

Fleur seemed to pick up on his tone. "Please, just give me a chance to make it up to you!"

"Oh? How? Are you actually going to partake in an act of sex?" Ciaran half-joked.

"No, but-"

"Then forget it."

"But I really-"

"Ciaran, maybe if you just get a blowjob from her, it'll work for both of you?" Flor suggested "She gets your cum but not any pleasure."

"I must admit, I have wanted to see Fleur being treated rather roughly after so many insults to my preferred style of sex." Flos informed him "However, she also seems to have an aversion to roughness. She's just... Well..."

"Lazy." Flor finished "She's just plain fucking lazy. Tell it like it is, sister."

"Hmm..." Ciaran pondered "I do feel more than up to fucking her, but I also would rather spend that energy on you two."

"Mr Xanderson, she's still our sister, and we still want the best for her. Please. If you won't do it for her, do it for us."

"I may hate her, but she's family." Flor added on "Maybe you could just fuck her like some cheap whore?"

"You're suggesting a hatefuck?" Ciaran asked.

"From how worked up she is, she'll take hate sex over no sex." Flos answered sincerely. "If you're truly set against it, that's your choice."

Ciaran turned to Fleur, saw the desperation in her eyes, her stricken panting as she rubbed herself, aching for a release that she couldn't achieve by herself. Whatever she'd said to him, she needed his help. "Okay. But on one condition."

"N-name it!" Fleur just seemed relieved he'd accepted.

"You cut the romance-hating attitude out of your life. Not just for me-for everyone." Ciaran told her.

Fleur nodded repeatedly. "I-I promise! No more shit-talking Flos!"

"Then lay down, spread your legs, and bite your lip. I'm not going in soft."

Fleur obliged him, laying down on the ground and spreading her legs wide. Ciaran got between her legs and felt his knees meet softness where a small pile of petals had grown. His tip brushed her entrance as he positioned himself above her.

"Please... I need it..." Fleur begged him.

With a single thrust, he answered her. Her shriek was cut short as he bottomed out inside her. Her hands were tightly clenched and her breath already came in pants. Not willing to let her get used to it, Ciaran started to pound into the plant girl. His hips smacked into her crotch forcefully, the slaps already audible over her stifled moans.

He found himself becoming mesmerized by the huge tits bouncing before him. He pulled his right hand back and brought it across her left boob, delighting in the loud smack and the squeal of pleasure from her. Empowered by the knowledge that she enjoyed this forceful treatment, especially after her insults, Ciaran fucked her harder, pumping her with his cock.

What he didn't expect was that the plant girl would moan and scream in such delight: "Fuck! Oh, FUCK yes! It feels-UHN! SO FUCKING NICE! UUUUUUUHN! I'M GONNA-" she breathed in deeply before screaming "CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!"

Flos and Flor seemed equally surprised "Well Flor, it would seem that our sister has a thing for being... I believe the term is 'pounded stupid'?"

"Close enough. Still, I never thought Fleur would enjoyed being fucked so hard..."

Ciaran pounded the plant girl harder. His hands spanked each of her tits both in and out of rhythm with his thrusts, to keep them unpredictable. Each one felt delightful: an audible slap against the boobflesh followed by a squeal from Fleur. They were starting to turn a shade of yellow.

The wizard gripped both breasts tightly as he thrust his utmost fastest. Over Fleur's screams, he heard Flor let out a sigh of "Oh, Forest... That looks... Uhn..." and the plant girl's pussy seemed to tighten in answer to his thrusts.

"Getting close!" Ciaran announced. He pulled out and moved up to Fleur's chest. Predicting what he wanted, Fleur gripped both her tits, and sandwiched his cock between them cock when he rested it on her chest. His cock completely vanished in them, and they felt very soft. He thrust a mere few times before the pleasure surged around him and he came. 

Although Ciaran's cock was deep inside Fleur's cleavage, all three spurts of cum shot out with enough force to land on her face. The cum disappeared into her flesh and her breasts healed from their spank marks. He stood up, his cock still leaking a little bit.

"Well, thank for the nectar, girls. And thanks even more for the company." He told them, having redressed a minute or two later.

"May you have a nice life, Mr Xanderson. Forest bless your travels." Flos told him with a bow.

"Yeah... thanks a bunch, Ciaran..." Fleur added, sounding exhausted. She didn't seem able to say much else. Before he could say or do anything, she'd fallen asleep. A flower came up from the earth and encased her in it's petals.

He turned to Flor, who was looking at him, mouth agape "The way you just fucked Fleur... By the Forest, I'm all worked up again now..."

Ciaran noticed the juices dripping from her pussy. She was leaking so much, others would think she was trying to flood the forest. He spoke as he began to pull off his tunic "I suppose I could stay for just one more round, Flor..."

Her eyes lit up and her mouth curved into a delightful smile. As the wizard started to slip off his shoes, he noticed Flos sat down in her flower, hand hovering over her bead. She winked and blew him a kiss. As soon as his cock was free of it's confines, it twitched in excitement.

He smiled and hoped that this wouldn't be his last visit to this forest.