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Archive name: mantree.txt (MF)
Authors name: Pink Pussycat (krafticious@yahoo.com)
Story title : Man in the Tree, The

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The Man in the Tree (MF, fantasy)
by Pink Pussycat (krafticious@yahoo.com)

***

This story is based on a dream I had while having a 
stressful time at work. If you like this story there are 
more like it at Pink Pussycat's Corner 
http://www.geocities.com/youraveragegirl.


I had heard of the man who lived in the tree. It was 
huge, like a redwood, and when I went to his door he 
invited me in, not even asking who I was or what I 
wanted. He led me to his bedroom, where there were two 
twin beds and one small window where afternoon light 
shone in. 

He went back to napping in his bed, and I settled down to 
sleep in the other one. There were some centipedes in the 
tree and on the bed, which bothered me at first, but then 
I understood: I'm here, completely cohabitating with 
Nature; and I proceeded to drift off in a most peaceful, 
dreamless sleep imaginable.

He was lying next to me when I awoke, gently stroking my 
cheek. The scent of sap and heavy stillness reminded me 
where I was though it must have been several hours later 
for it was dark.

"Woman," he softly whispered into my ear, "it's all 
behind you now." 

It is all so remote now, he's right. This is what really 
matters, what happens in this space. His penis is stiff 
and urgent against my thigh, and my pussy is seeping 
honey, opening up to him like a flower. Slipping from 
deep sleep into this liquid love state he opens my thighs 
and lays on top of me, holding my head in his hands. 
Languor and love sweep over me in a heat wave of desire.

"It's you..." is all I can venture to whisper, and with 
that he suddenly planks his sinewy body against mine, 
crushing my aching breasts and his mouth is on mine, 
drinking from me, and I allow him to take, for once just 
letting go and not fearing, giving control of a situation 
to someone else not worrying about the outcome. This is 
the eternal now, and I have finally tapped into it in 
this tree via its occupant.

His black curly hair is soft and his stubble scratches my 
cheek. I breathe into his ear, nibbling the lobe and 
wrapping my leg around his waist, wanting this human 
contact more than anything. He squeezes my breast, 
lightly biting the nipple but sucking on it, hard. 

He slips his strong cock between my slick labia and 
slides its full length up and down, down and up my 
passion filled slit, nudging the underside of my clitoris 
with each movement. I wrap my arms around his muscular 
back and embrace him and all he has given me, grazing my 
nails down his shoulders.

"Oh God," I plead, "please, take me now before I go 
crazy!"

He stares into my eyes just for a second, then positions 
the head of his cock between my gaping needy hole and in 
one long thrust buries himself in me to the hilt, then 
stops.

I can feel his throbbing manhood penetrating the core of 
my womb. For a long moment we lay like this, he embedded 
in me and I gathering him in. Our breathing is audible, 
and I am suspended somewhere between the Milky Way and in 
this tree and under this man, my savior from worries of 
my own making, pressures of the outside world, 
superficial relationships. With this union I have 
rediscovered myself. Now I need the final release.

"Fuck me," I huskily order, and he obeys.

Stars burst overhead, he comes shuddering deep in me as 
my body begins an involuntary jerking motion and I lose 
all control. Am I dieing, is he? We come together like 
one, a moment like no other, then it's over...

We collapse in a sheet of orgasmic sweat. We sleep this 
way, and in the early morning he releases me to the 
forest, which leads back to the city where I live. I know 
I won't see him again for a very long time and can't help 
but cry a little. Still, I am thankful for the gift he 
gave me.

At last, I am free.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
hands of children. They should be outside playing in the 
sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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