Paranormal Fantasies: A Promotional Collection of 14 Erotic Supernatural Stories

by Charles, N. S.

  I wanted to fuck the hot dryad in front of me. If only I could move… Wait, I could! The vines released me as I fell to the ground. I could move again!

  "YES!" I cried with joy. Stefan rushed up and gave me the biggest hug I had received from him in a long time.

  We both looked up, the creature seemed spent from 'releasing' us; her panting body lay prone, suspended by vines.

  "Who are you?" Stefan asked, he seemed even more entranced by her than I was.

  "Lillian," came a reply from above. I burned the sound of her seductive voice into memory. Now I could recognize her voice anywhere.

  "What happened to us, what did you do?" Stefan continued.

  "You unknowingly entered my domain and inhaled my poison. I gave enough antidote for you to return safety from whence you came. Now leave." she replied as she snaked away, her presence getting fainter and fainter.

  "No, wait!" Stefan cried, but it was too late. Before we knew it, she was gone, disappearing into the mass of poison ivy in our background.

  "Let's go," I said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

  He stood there, processing all that had transpired, before nodding his head.

  Transforming back into my beast form, I followed him as he retraced our steps, back out of the forest.

  * * * * *

  That night, at the local tavern near the edge of the forest, we sat and drank. Asking around regarding the forest only yielded looks of fear and warnings never to go there for 'evil lurks in the forest'.

  "Right, a beautiful evil that is." I remarked to Stefan.

  "If evil was that beautiful, I'd have no problem fucking It." he snorted.

  "Agreed," as we raised our mugs of mead to a toast, clinking them together.

  "Guess the forest is impassable for now," I sighed.

  "No, it's not."

  "You and me both experienced that today. It is impossible," I pleaded reason with him.

  Seeing the wild look in his eyes, I knew it would not be possible to convince him.

  "It IS possible; Lillian gave us enough antidote to return right? What if she 'gave' us enough to pass through the forest?" he encouraged.

  I snorted, "Right, and you want to meet and experience something like that again."

  "Yeppers," Stefan quipped, "I don't mind, and from your face this afternoon, I could tell you were enjo-"

  "Shut the hell up, Stefan. Before I punched you in the face," I interrupted tersely, wishing not to be reminded of earlier events.

  Stefan shrugged, "Well, it's either we try again, or we take a two week detour into the canyon where we risk being robbed by bandits or hunted by vampires."

  I growled without realizing it, vampires were our most hated enemy. Our kind and theirs have waged war for centuries, and only recently had there been a stalemate, where we do not encroach on their territories and they did likewise for us. Any altercation with them could upset the delicate balance and spawn the restart of war, which had to be avoided at all costs given how the wolf side was weak and still gathering strength.

  "So," I sighed loudly.

  I lamented, "We try again tomorrow? I might want to spend the night with one of these tavern wenches first," looking around at the large bosomed women running around carrying jugs of mead in each hand, serving travelers.

  "No."

  I looked at him in slight surprise. Yeah, Stefan was crazy sometimes, but to re-enter a forest full of danger where we were lucky to escape with only a sore ass to show for?

  I shook my head. Nope, not going to happen.

  "We go now." Stefan said, growling slightly.

  "You liked it, I liked it, we can go back, enjoy ourselves, and pass through the forest. Tonight's a full moon, we can see, hear and smell better, and the moon increases our powers. We will not get another perfect chance like this." I detected a hint of desperation in his voice.

  Given the chance, he would go back to the forest in an instant, but he still needed me to watch his back. We werewolves are social creatures, hunting in packs. But now that our kind are far and few between, it was always better to travel with as many companions as we could. The potential adventure gained for Stefan was definitely not worth my absence.

  I sighed. He was always like this: rash, impulsive, forever chasing after his endless desires.

  But now, for the first time in our lives, his goals and mine were aligned. What I wouldn't give to see beautiful Lillian again one more time, I finally admitted to myself.

  Smiling slightly, I looked Stefan in the eye and sighed, "Alright, we go, but let us finish our mead first!"

  I swear I had never seen Stefan more excited.

  "Hell yea brother! That's the spirit!" He exclaimed, downing his mead and slapping my back.

  * * * * *

  We found ourselves at the edge of the forest again. It seemed far darker than its surroundings, adding to its mysteriousness. Now that I was here, I felt a faint feeling of trepidation as we both transformed.

  Stefan was right; the full moon that night really did increase our powers. I closed my eyes, my ears could hear a cricket chirp from half a mile away. The lingering scent of mead was so strong I could follow it back to the tavern by smell alone if I wanted.

  My body felt like it could run faster, jump higher and carry heavier objects while the bloodlust within me was even more overpowering. Yes, the full moon did increase my powers, but it also made my beast form harder to control. I felt the feral urges come time and again, but only on a full moon like this would it be almost overpowering.

  Stefan growled, signaling me to follow him. Together, we disappeared into the dense undergrowth.

  We made the same movements, his agile body scaling the trees while I charged resolutely after his scent. I neared the dense undergrowth that clouded my senses earlier that day and began to slow down, opting to take to the trees after Stefan instead.

  Following him would normally take no effort, but the full moon increased his powers far more for him than it did for me. I found myself becoming out of breath as I desperately tried to stay on his tail.

  Soon, I found his presence still, unmoving. He must have found her, I thought as I grew nearer. Bursting out into the same clearing from the afternoon, I found him at edge of where Lillian's poison ivy vines could reach.

  "This is where she disappeared," I heard him growl.

  I snarled back, "You smelled that, it's faint, but we can follow her trail."

  Stefan sniffed the air, and let out a feral howl, "Let's go!"

  We moved through the forest at lightning speed, following the faint scent of a female mixed in poison ivy.

  We chanced upon another clearing. Looking up, I saw that we ended up at the bottom of a cliff.

  "Where is she? Her scent ends here." Stefan growled.

  "That's right," an all too familiar seductive voice rang out.

  We both jumped, turning around, we found Lillian setting her vines upon us.

  "I let you go and you dare return?" barely concealing the thinly veiled hostility in her voice.

  "Wait, wait!" Stefan yowled, waving his strong, furry arms at her, "We want to talk."

  "Talk? About what?" Lillian raised an eyebrow. I could tell she was intrigued.

  "We mean you no harm," I found myself speaking up now, "we just need to pass through this forest."

  A soft sigh escaped Lillian, but we still could hear it thanks to our enhanced hearing.

  "It's not like I mind you passing through," Lillian started, "but up ahead are dangerous plants that even I cannot control," she sighed again.

  "They will attack anyone who is not a plant or lacks the plant blood within them," she continued sadly.

  "Then how do we bypass those creatures?" Stefan persisted, he had come to far only to go home now.

  Lillian looked at the both of us, "you're sure you're willing to do what it takes to get past them?"

  "Yes." we replied in unison.

  "Alright," she smiled, "you'll need to turn back into
your human form, and enter me for me to release my pheromones onto you," spreading her legs.

  The ivy released Lillian as she stepped onto the ground, waiting for us.

  Oh my goodness, I literally could not believe this was happening. I almost lost control of my feral urges and it was only with great difficulty that I could suppress them and change back.

  I saw Stefan changing back too as I rushed up to Lillian to enter her. She was lying down with her legs spread as I jumped on top of her, maneuvering my already erect member into her soaking entrance. It was clear that she wanted to douse us in her pheromones as much as we wanted to soak ourselves in them.

  I had never done it with a dryad before, but she was humanoid enough. And I could shape shift into a werewolf, so I was not complaining. While thrusting myself into her vigorously, I peeled the leaves on her chest back, revealing two very bring green nipples. Lillian blushed a bright green as I continued to pound her fleshy, firm ass.

  My tongue went up, sucking on them, feeling them harden under my tongue, man she tasted so good even though I was never a vegetarian. Her boobs were so soft yet firm, I buried my face in them while groping and squeezing them with both hands. It was heavenly.

  Looking up, I saw Lillian's face, it was turning greener and greener. She was losing control of her vines too as I saw them moving uncontrollably about.

  "How, is it, that I'm not poisoned this time?" I asked, in between breaths.

  "You're taking the antidote from me, and my vines only emit poison when threatened," she replied in equally exhausting pants.

  "HEY! I'm joining in too!" Stefan yowled as he rushed over.

  With a flick of her wrist, the vines wrapped around us, suspending us up in the air and turning us around such that she was now on top. Stefan came over, the height was just right for Stefan to fuck her in the ass, and fuck her he did.

  I heard him let out a feral howl as his erect cock slowly buried itself into Lillian's tiny asshole while I continued fucking her tight, soaking channel. Guess she liked being double penetrated simultaneously too, I thought as I redoubled my efforts at pounding myself into her.

  Lillian looked at me, "you're gonna need the sap provided by my vines too."

  "What?" I replied in surprise, "don't tell m- AH!"

  A vine had predictably rammed itself up my ass, sending a jolt of pain surging me. Strangely, this pain turned me on more than ever. What is wrong with me, I thought, before concluding that I must be a pervert.

  I heard a surprised yelp from Stefan, chuckling a bit, he probably did not notice, during all this fucking, that a vine had snaked itself up and into his asshole. Sucker.

  Lillian was apparently very good with her vines as they made my ass feel awesome the way they went in and out of me. I simply could not wait for them send their sap shooting in to my ass.

  I watched as Lillian began moaning harder and harder from all the stimulation. It was clear she was on the verge of cumming. Licking her nipples and grabbing her tits with one hand, I reached down to her clit with my free hand and gave it a tickle.

  "AHH!" Lillian screamed as she experienced intense orgasm. Her body shivered and vibrated involuntarily while we were inside her. Man did it feel great, having her boobies in my face while she shuddered and screamed again and again. I massaged her clit, alternating between a light pinch and a gentle caress.

  Apparently when Lillian came, her vines came too as I felt her vines twitch, send steamy hot sap up my ass. It must have been the same for Stefan as he let out another yowl as the vine in his ass released sap inside him.

  The vines pulled out of us, still shooting its load on us with every throb. I found the three of us completely covered in sap. It glistened green in the moon light as our three bodies formed a massive writhing ball of pleasure.

  Her pussy felt so tight, I knew I was going to cum soon. I thrust even more vigorously now, sending myself to the next level of pleasure. Cocking my head to the side, I peeked at Stefan from the underside of Lillian's boob, snickering as I watched him humping her like a dog in heat. It was a look long time we found a woman as beautiful as her to fuck after all.

  "I'm gonna come!" I exclaimed, feeling myself too near the edge. The vines suspending us instantly moved, pulling me out of her pussy and bringing my dick to her face. Lillian promptly took me in her wet mouth.

  This was too much for me, I felt my balls tighten and my body shiver. I came, my dick sending warm sticky come down Lillian's throat with each throb. Lillian was really well versed in the carnal arts, and her vines made the possibilities for carnal connection nearly limitless. She was bending over letting Stefan do her doggy style while taking me in her mouth at the same time. If I could, I would take her on our journey as a companion.

  I finally could relax as my dick started throbbing less and less, letting my body be supported by the moving vines. I felt my entire body covered in vine sap and looked at Lillian.

  "Don't remove the sap, now you're disguised as a plant and should be able to get through the forest."

  Stefan moaned louder and louder before they morphed into yowls. I watch him pull out of her ass and pound her soaking pussy instead.

  "Unngh." Lillian bit her lip as two vines moved towards her ass. One inserted itself into her asshole while the other diligently massaged her clit. She became so wet that I could even see her juices glisten in the moonlight. Even bead of sweat formed perfectly on her body as she moaned in unison with Stefan.

  How entertaining to watch the two of them have at it like no tomorrow, I thought, as I lay in the hammock of vines, tired, but sated.

  "Ohh Lillian," Stefan crooned, "Since this afternoon, all I've been thinking about was doing you…"

  "Oh yea?" Lillian purred, flicking her wrist.

  Two vines shot out from behind me, one entered Stefan's mouth and began making him deep throat it while the other forced itself into Stefan's already occupied ass.

  I was shocked, Stefan could fit two vines up his ass, and he liked it. I sighed, I may be a pervert, but my deviant mind is nothing compared to his.

  Lillian flicked her wrist again, another vine undid itself from my vine hammock and began spanking Stefan on the ass.

  PIAK! PIAK! The vine spanked Stefan over and over again, turning his ass a red so bright I could see it at night. Lillian was indeed giving him the 'full treatment' as she let him rail her.

  This was entertaining beyond measure.

  Watching Lillian's slightly bored face, our eyes met, and I licked my lips, looking at her. Her face brightened as she waved her fingers about, pulling Stefan out of her pussy, positioning him such that it was his face that was in contact with her ass this time.

  Stefan, overwhelmed by it all, found himself dutifully licking and sucking Lillian's asshole and pussy while she grabbed him by the head and thrust her crotch into her face.

  "AHH!" Lillian screamed as she experienced another intense orgasm, her body shivered while on his face, almost drowning him in her fluids. I blushed red with embarrassment, feeling all too envious with a tinge of regret that I came so soon.

  This was too much for Stefan, he grabbed Lillian's ass and forced it towards his waist, his erect, throbbing cock entered her ass again and began fucking her in earnest.

  His breathing got heavier and heavier as he continued he perverted task. Lillian smiled, talking dirty to him to egg him on.

  "Ohh!" Lillian and I both heard Stefan howl as he began burying himself as deeply into her ass with every thrust, sending his hot, slippery seed up her ass with every throb of his dick.

  When it was all over, he collapsed on Lillian's back panting like a tired wolf. Tired, but sated too.

  Lillian smiled, we were both covered in her sap. "You should be able to pass the forest now," she said, disappearing into the night, leaving me and Stefan lying on the forest floor, exhausted.

  "Man, she sure doesn't stick around post-sex huh?" I remarked.

  "Hmmph." Stefan grunted in agreement. I stifled a chuc
kle, he was too tired to respond.

  We laid there for a while, catching our breath, watching the stars and admiring the full moon and the strength it bestowed upon us.

  Before long, we both got up, regaining our stamina quickly thanks to the powers of the full moon.

  "You ready?" Stefan growled, his body already half transforming.

  "Yea," I replied, as I relaxed my mind, magnifying my feral urges in my sub consciousness.

  Covered in her sap, we were well disguised as plants and with newfound confidence, we headed deeper into the forest with renewed spirits.

  END :)

  If you liked this story, please read the next installment in Pack Pals in Fucking the Tribal (WW/m)!

  The werewolf stepbrothers have traversed the forest, and now need to cross a dangerous canyon to reach the town on the horizon. Their journey becomes even more perilous when their supplies are stolen. Cornering the tribal shaman thief, he eyes them lustfully, and makes them a deal they cannot resist.

  Excerpt:

  That was when I felt the feral desire burning from within him. I only felt that from him when he wanted something, and he wanted it bad. He looked at the shaman with those hungry eyes of his and the shaman similarly looked back.

  Oh shit, don't tell me…

  My mind raced frantically as I struggled to understand this bizarre situation. I always knew Stefan was hyper active when it came to sex, and we already had a three-way with that dryad Lillian the night before. But now, he wanted this guy? This strange shaman that we just met?

  I watched as they approached each other, the mutual fire of burning passion lighting up their hearts.

  Why all the attraction? I shook my head helplessly as I approached the shaman as well to claim by my things.

  "Your beast power is so… strong," the shaman remarked as he embraced Stefan.

  Stefan whined in appreciation. He did not say anything, he just whined as the shaman reached down to stroke his long, hairy wolf cock.

  "Just how much spirit power do you have…" the shaman continued, flattering Stefan with his tactful compliments.