(I'm working on actually becoming an author, and I've taken this moment to be inspired. This text has a 100% humanity rating, meaning that no ai was used at any point in its creation.)
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The angel gazed upon the form before him, laying there, seductively. Hadrael wasn't sure if he'd ever seen such beauty before. He believed her to be feminine, but there weren't enough words exchanged between them to be certain. Was she mortal? A nymph? Something else entirely? A nymph, Hadrael settled on, for lack of a better label.
The nymph lay on a bed of grass and flowers, the night air a pleasant chill. Only the trees of the forest would be witness.
The angel leaned in close, his nose brushing against the nymph's rod, which stirred at his touch. Before it could become erect, he took it into his mouth and worked his lips and tongue, and enjoyed the feeling of the nymph's rod grow. He continued his ministrations for some time.
Eventually, even an angel needed air. With the same magick he used to doff his own clothing, the angel conjured a flask of oil, applying it in pertinent places. He enjoyed running his hands up and down the inner thighs of the nymph, and along her hardened length. His own rod was aching, throbbing, desperate, neglected.
The angel rose above the nymph, straddled her hips, and lowered himself upon her.
He gasped as she penetrated him, lost in a world of bliss.
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21 Comments
Assassassin@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 4 pts · 271d
I'd say it's more of a plantain, complimentarily.
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 271d
A bit better of a comparison, but asking if that's a plantain in my pants just doesn't have the same ring to it 🤭
Assassassin@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 3 pts · 271d
But you could invite others to party with your pants plantain, which is pretty cool!
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 271d
My social anxiety prohibits me from inviting anyone to any party 🥲😅
Assassassin@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 2 pts · 271d
Felt.
lowqualitythrowaway@lemmynsfw.com · 3 pts · 270d
It may not be a banana, but I definitely find it a-PEEL-ing! 🍌
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 1 pts · 270d
No peeling required! This banana just comes ready to eat 😃
lowqualitythrowaway@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 270d
What a great feature! It truly is top banana!
sami047954@lemmynsfw.com · 3 pts · 270d
Mmmm so big ;) 19F
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 1 pts · 270d
Thanks! 😇
bendovertherainbow@lemmynsfw.com · 3 pts · 270d
Well it looks delicious all the same! And I bet just as good for me, just chock full of nutrients to be enjoyed 😉
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 270d
We would certainly be losing more electrolytes than otherwise 🤭
cowseverwhere@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 270d
maybe it was this banana
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 3 pts · 270d
Eeeek I've been found out! The jig is up and the banana has been found!
cowseverwhere@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 270d
or this one
cowseverwhere@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 270d
or this one!!
glitchdx@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 268d
I can think of a few things I'd like to do with that
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 267d
Don't keep the class waiting!
glitchdx@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 267d
NSFW text ahead
Edit: formatting
(I'm working on actually becoming an author, and I've taken this moment to be inspired. This text has a 100% humanity rating, meaning that no ai was used at any point in its creation.)
::: spoiler spoiler The angel gazed upon the form before him, laying there, seductively. Hadrael wasn't sure if he'd ever seen such beauty before. He believed her to be feminine, but there weren't enough words exchanged between them to be certain. Was she mortal? A nymph? Something else entirely? A nymph, Hadrael settled on, for lack of a better label.
The nymph lay on a bed of grass and flowers, the night air a pleasant chill. Only the trees of the forest would be witness.
The angel leaned in close, his nose brushing against the nymph's rod, which stirred at his touch. Before it could become erect, he took it into his mouth and worked his lips and tongue, and enjoyed the feeling of the nymph's rod grow. He continued his ministrations for some time.
Eventually, even an angel needed air. With the same magick he used to doff his own clothing, the angel conjured a flask of oil, applying it in pertinent places. He enjoyed running his hands up and down the inner thighs of the nymph, and along her hardened length. His own rod was aching, throbbing, desperate, neglected.
The angel rose above the nymph, straddled her hips, and lowered himself upon her.
He gasped as she penetrated him, lost in a world of bliss. :::
(best I could do in 45 minutes.)
Biapathy@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 266d
I'm glad I could be your muse! 💕 Thanks so much for sharing, I really enjoyed reading it!!
glitchdx@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 265d
cockdrip@lemmynsfw.com · 2 pts · 261d
Very nice!