Nature Lover (fm:sci-fi/fantasy, 1929 words)

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These touches were pleasurable but in an almost innocent way.

There was a hesitation, and she felt the tongues of grass running up her knees to thighs in a definitely NOT innocent way, pulling her legs gently, ever so slightly apart.

The whisper came again

Okay?..

More?...

Ena ached with desire. Beyond physical. A desire of the heart. Longing.

Yes. Please.

She relaxed her body and give into the incredible sensation. Tongues and fingers of grass wrapped her thighs in a cool embrace and spread her open, exposing her aching center to the sky and ground. Waves of sensation washed over her as the feel of dozens of tongues lapped at and entered her most sensitive areas. The grass manipulated her clit with skill, acting as both fingers and tongue. Every inch covered, caressed, teased with the frenzied touch of passion.

Elena wished for someone to cling to, a strong back to run her nails down, soft shoulders to bear down on for support through her climax.

Lacking this, she stroked the working blades between her legs, and in her most heightened moments, orgasm shaking her from head to toe, reached her hands above her head and to her sides, gasping grass that felt like hands and grass that felt like grass. In her ecstasy she ripped some from the ground by its roots and was horrified, anxious she had harmed her lover.

I am so sorry! I oh oh fuck... you mmmm I.. I don't want to hurt you. I'm sorry.

Shhh... her lover whispered

i am...

not...

harmed....

Passion...

excites me...

Elena felt hundreds of tiny tongues and dozens of hands all over her body, grasping her breast, twisting and sucking at her nipples, running over her belly and kissing her neck, bringing her to the brink yet again as she called out. No fear of being too loud. no care of who could hear.

Her lover tangled into her hair and slightly pulled her face towards the earth. The hands, the grass, now turned her slightly.

Kiss..

me...

Elena turned gratefully, with full ardor, to face her lover, feeling foolish for only an instant. Consciously kissing and licking the grass before she closed her eyes and felt not lawn below her tongue and fingers, but a fully formed person with lips, tongue , breasts and thighs of her own

Hands clasped in her lover's, she went to work caressing and kissing the invisible cheeks, neck, shoulders. She found full and soft breasts, taking each nipple in her mouth. She unclasped her hands to run her fingers through waist length hair, to crush lips with her mouth again and again. Her lover's sharp teeth sank into her palm as Elena's other hand explored the surfaces between them, and she gasped.

...hurt?

No, just, happy. Happy to be with you like this. I don’t understand how or why this is happening. We must look deranged. I must look deranged. But i don't care. I need you, i want you. I... love you. And i feel loved. I have never felt so loved.

Happy...

Elena felt grassy hands on her cheeks, her lips, her eyelids.

Happy...

too...

Love...

too...

Elena kissed her lover with deep affection, and ran her hands across thighs and belly, tangling through hair and pressing into welcoming hands. Caressing while being caressed. The grass at once a female form, a cool and loving cocoon wrapped around her body, and a penetrating force entering and exploring her as Elena found secret hollows, tender spaces where fingers gave love and pleasur. Herr lover's moans were taken up by the wind, and Elena could swear she heard a sound deep in the earth like a heartbeat... or an earthquake. Deeper, more quiet than a sound --vibration, a merging of passion.

Love....

Happy...

Sigh...

The wind was losing her words

Elena brought her tongue to work alongside her busy fingers, guided by what she would enjoy herself and the desire to involve all senses, touch, taste, scent, cries of pleasure. Vision was secondary, although she could see glimpses of her love from time to time, beautiful but ephemeral as form and passion were ever-changing. Her love looked female but this was unimportant and the body beneath her, around her transcended any idea of gender let alone human vs nature, within and without. Elena was engulfed and embracing, entered and thrusting, spiritually, emotionally, physically enveloped with pleasure.

The bright, sunny day had been growing cooler, and the fluffy white clouds were now dull and grey. Thunder rumbled, or maybe something at a deeper level. A strange energy was in the air, and if Elena could have watched herself, she would have seen her hair wild with static electricity.

The air was heavy with the promise of rain. A downpour in fact.

Tongue and fingers working away, Elena could feel tongues and fingers on her own body, and then a much larger, more solid movement between her legs

Too much..? Her lover managed to get out between her own gasps.

No, ooh ah, just right, yes yes .

Elena leaned back, letting the sensation enter and fill her.

Ride...

Oh... Yes lover, i am. Oh my god how do you do that

It was full dark now, and a crack of thunder made Elena look up, but the phallus she was riding along with the tongues abusing her clit and the mouth and fingers on her breasts were enough to quell any distraction

Rain started pouring as Elena found release again, screaming into the howling wind. She rode her lover hard even as her breasts were devoured, and her shouts were covered with a hungry passionate mouth, even as tongues played across her clit and buttocks

There was no mistake. The earth shook the earth beneath them, the figure on the ground unable to contain their passion to the size and shape of a human woman.

Thunder crashed, wind blew, and the rain continued to pour. Climax expressed in all of nature, nothing to hold it back, make it smaller or more discrete.

The lovers collapsed into a heap, spent. Still kissing and caressing, unable to keep hands to themselves, but seeking out less sensitive areas : shoulders, backs, cheeks and foreheads.

With the same magical surroundedness, Elena was able to hold her lover and lay on her chest simultaneously. Fingers smoothed hair and stroked heads and lips.

The storm clouds cleared, and the rain receded to a warm but comfortable mist. The earth was calm and with the singing of birds, Elena could also hear her lover's voice humming in the gentle breeze

Elena fought to stay in the moment, to keep her eyes open, but she was emotionally and physically drained in the best, most delicious way. The last thing she remembered was the breeze through the tall grass calling her name.

Elena...

Elena...

love...

goodbye...

When she awoke, it was night dark. A little chilly as she was still completely nude. And she had a horrible feeling of being truly alone.

She made her way back towards her mansion. Her husband's mansion. Found her discarded dress and threw it on for warmth.

Fuck the money, fuck the house. She had power. She had love, even if she didn't know where her lover had gone. She had ridden an earthquake, made love to a thunderstorm. She had pleasured a goddess of nature and lived to tell about it. No man would ever tie her down again, for love or money or position.

She stole into the house, cursing the security system's loud beeps. She took the things that truly belonged to her. A few simple clothes, her favorite books, photos and letters. Her locket from her mother in childhood. She left her rings on the dresser and a short note.

---I am gone. Do not look for me.---

She drove the Mercedes, the green one, to the train station and got a ticket to the west. She had always longed to see the mountains, the desert, lakes, glaciers and ocean, nature and fresh air, wide open spaces.

Her lover waited for her in those vistas she knew, and she would search the world to find her again, and find herself. Free and loved, loving. Happy.

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Qaz Writer writes Sun 22 Feb 2026 05:12:

I think another chapter would be good to see if nature follows and watches over her.

Thanks for the story.

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