Chapter 9

One morning, Ga’Min got word that a cavalcade of her people was stuck in the mud of a nearby meadow, the enemy bearing down on it.

When she arrived, she found many horses and wagons stuck, 300 yards of mud and sand between the safe ground she stood on and the danger behind the group of citizens. The enemy’s arrows were already coming from the sky, hitting some of the people.

She knelt to the ground, placing her palm at the edge of the wetland. She wiggled her fingers, watching the electricity cover the wetland just short of where her people were trapped. She gritted her teeth and grunted as more energy flowed through her body, onto the wetlands.

The ground sizzled, the evaporating moisture floating into the air. For several minutes, Ga’Min remained like that, charring the lands until the water evaporated and the ground hardened.

The travelers let out a cheer, moving their carts and horses onto the newly hardened land and running towards safety.

Ga’Min held her hands to the sky, creating a dome of electricity that caught the arrows before they hit any of her people.

Finally, her people were safe.

The arrows ceased.

Ga’Min let the great electric shield down. More arrows did not come.

A woman emerged from the woods, naked as Ga’Min. The sight delighted Ga’Min, filling her mind with happiness and unbound lust.

The woman stopped a few feet before the warrior, eyes locked on her, smiling. She gave a little bow to her head.

“I thank you for saving my people,” the woman said.

“It is my pleasure,” Ga’min found herself saying.

The woman stared into her eyes momentarily and planted a small kiss on her lips. Ga’min felt like a great arc of electricity went between their two bodies.

“It will be your pleasure, if you will so allow me,” the other woman said. “I have a cabin just past those trees, if you allow me to.” Ga’min started to give a low protest when the woman raised her hand. “Arrows have hit that house, so it is technically a part of the battlefield.” She smiled a bigger smile. “I know of your ways. I also have a way to allow you to stand, but enjoy my reward,” she winked.

Ga’min nodded. The woman again motioned towards the house. Ga’min glanced at her.

“A warrior does not follow,” the woman reminded her. Ga’min nodded, took her hand, and led her toward the cabin.

As they walked deeper into the woods, Ga’min would occasionally stop to get her bearings, the other woman gently nudging her in the right direction.

Finally, they came upon a large cabin that appeared to be covered in trees, shrubs, and flowers. But, as the pair got closer, she saw that the cabin was made of trees, the shrubs, and the flowers.

“This is not my main home,” the other woman said with a smile. “But it stands for home when we are in this area.”

Ga’min’s eyes grew wide as she realized. “Are you she? Are you the Forest Princess?”

The Forest Princess let loose a slight chuckle. “Yes. And no.”

“You don’t look thousands of years old.”

The Forest Princess shook her head. “I am not. It is a name given to many of us, all sisters, daughters, granddaughters, grandmothers, mothers, and so on for thousands of years.”

“I thought you were just a fable.”

Again, the Forest Princess chuckled. “A lot that is told is a fable. Our powers are exaggerated. My two sisters and I are but mortals, with simple powers.”

“You can seduce the earth to shed her air.”

This time, the Forest Princess let out a loud laugh. “I have not heard that one before! But, no, that is not true. We do have powers of seduction, but we can only seduce those who want to be seduced.” At the door, the two stopped, facing each other, looking each other in the eye. “Do you wish to be seduced, Ga’min?” the Forest Princess asked.

“You know my name.”

“Your fable is also across this land. But you did not answer my question.”

“My fable is also probably exaggerated.”

“Do not forget, I have just seen you in action. Your stories do not even begin to tell your story. But you still have not answered my question. Do you wish to be seduced?”

“You did not ask a question but made a statement. I think you know the answer.”

The Forest Princess smiled. Without a word, she placed another kiss on Ga’min’s lips, sending electricity through each of their bodies. The pair wrapped their arms around each other, holding each other tight as they exchanged passionate kisses, bodies pressed against each other in growing passion.

Ga’min softly ran her hands up and down the other woman’s back, along her spine, which caused the Forest Princess to give a small gasp of pleasure.

“We are both equals,” Ga’min said between kisses. “As your guest, I accept your lead in this house and into these throes of passion.”

“In true throes of passion, we both shall lead,” The Forest Princess answered, taking Ga’min’s hand and leading her inside the house.

As was on the outside, the inside of the house consisted of trees, shrubs, and flowers, formed and sculpted through the years, making floors, walls, ceilings, cupboards, doors, light fixtures, tables, and chairs.

Through one of the doors, the Forest Princess led Ga’min into a bedroom softer and more inviting than Ga’min had ever seen. The Forest Princess led her to the bed, laying her down in the softest comfort she had ever felt.

Ga’min lay on the bed on her side, feeling the bed yield a comfort she had never felt, a serenity which flowed through her entirely.

The Forest Princess lay across from her, on her side, facing Ga’Min, both pairs of eyes drinking the undisputable beauty of the other. The Forest Princess reached a hand to Ga’min, taking a nipple between her fingers and massaging it gently, rubbing it, pinching it, caressing it. Ga’min did the same. The Forest Princess smiled. Ga’min smiled.

Ga’min leaned over and passionately kissed The Forest Princess’s lips. A tongue entered her mouth, which she accepted passionately, dancing with it with her tongue. As her breath grew heavier, she felt the fingers leave one nipple and begin massaging her other nipple. She moved her hand and did the same thing.

Kisses grew heavier, bodies moved closer until they pressed against each other.

“My desire for you flows from between my legs like a river,” Ga’min said, breathing heavily as The Forest Princess kissed all over her neck.

“The electricity from your body sends little shocks of delight through mine, the center of electricity emitting from my mound,” The Forest Princess whispered between kisses.

“Your mound is the center of your electricity and the center of my affection,” Ga’min responded, softly nibbling on The Forst Princess’ shoulder as she moved her hand from the woman’s breast, moving it down, softly tickling her tummy with dancing fingers, until pressing her palm firmly over The Forest Princess bare mound. “It is warm, kept warm by a feeling of desire; it is wet, kept wet by a feeling of passion; it is desirable, kept so by its beauty and the beauty of she who possesses it.”

The Forest Princess let out a small groan, placing her hand over Ga’min’s pussy. “Your sex calls to me to explore its wonders, to find its treasures, to discover its wonders, the feeling of it on my hands causing my desires to grow, ready to erupt.”

“I wish to consume your eruption,” Ga’min said before planting her passionate kisses again on The Forest Princess’ lips.

“And I yours,” The Forest Princess answered, returning the kiss.

Ga’min felt in wonderment as her hand gently ran over the other woman’s pussy, marveling at the warmth, at the wetness she felt on her palm, at the softness of the woman’s flesh.

“I have only received pleasure, never given it,” she said. “This is so strange.”

“You have helped so many. You have given pleasure to others in giving them life.” The Forest Princess sighed at Ga’min’s touch. “What you are doing is exquisite. Touch as you want to be touched, love as you want to be loved, sex as you want to be sexed.”

Ga’min nodded and planted another passionate kiss on The Forest Princess’ lips, then slowly began moving her lips down, kissing her cheeks, nibbling on her ear, kissing along her neck with soft bites.

With a sigh, the Forest Princess rolled onto her own back, watching Ga’min with a growing desire. Ga’min remained on her side, sidling closer to her object of lustful desire, her hand still placed firmly between The Forest Princess’ legs.

Slowly, she explored, kissing the woman’s tender shoulders, planting kisses on her upper chest until she found her small breasts, both standing at attention, seeking more attention, small but plentiful, reminding her of her own.

Ga’min kissed around one breast, then the other, her circles growing smaller as she kissed around and around until her tongue flickered out and made contact with The Forest Princess’ nipple. The Forest Princess let out a small sigh as Ga’min gently licked at the nipple, then taking it into her mouth, sucking, then turning her attention to the other nipple.

“Your moisture grows,” Ga’min said, her hand still gently rubbing The Forest Princess’ vagina.

The Forest Princess nodded, her eyes closing in passion. “It does so from the pleasure my body receives, and in anticipation of any pleasure it might receive.”

Ga’min smiled, continuing her soft kisses down the lithe body, kissing to the smooth, slim stomach, her tongue playfully sliding into The Forest Princess’ belly button, who let out a little giggle at the tickle. A soft groan as the kisses down her body continued.

She planted many soft kisses on The Forest Princess’ waist until her chin rested on the mound of the Princess, the short tuft of blonde hair of her pubes tickling her chin as she looked up at the Princess, who lay in the bed, breathing heavily, eyes closed. Ga’min continued to stroke The Forest Princess’ kitty softly, her palm still over the other woman’s lips, soft, slight trickling’s of moisture dripping from her palm to her wrist.

“I so desire you,” Ga’min whispered.

“Then devour me,” The Princess said, looking down with a smile.

Ga’min smiled back and removed her hand. More soft kisses were planted on muscular yet trim thighs, interspersed with soft licks.

The kisses stopped. Ga’min lay face down in the soft bed, marveling in the back of her mind at its comfort. She lay between the Flower Princess’ spread legs, looking at the sight before her. Above, a small tuft of bright blonde hair seemed to wave in an unfelt breeze, acting as a welcome to the treasure below. Below, smooth flesh, some tanned, some white, some turning red from desire. In between the spread legs, a line from the tuft on down, small bits of flesh popping up from the narrow cavern between the woman’s legs. Clear but a bit foamy, liquids of desire appeared at those lips, further inviting.

Ga’min reached out and touched the flesh of the mound, again marveling at the warmth, the softness, the inviting. She moved both hands on both sides of the mound, moving them to the sides ever so slightly, opening the lips. She let out a small gasp at the sight, and the Forest Princess also emitted a gasp at the touch.