As I flitted through the air, my rainbow wings shimmering in the sunlight, I stumbled upon the most beautiful forest I had ever seen. The trees were massive, their branches reaching up to the heavens like the erect penises of the gods. I couldn’t help but be overcome with a sense of dendrophilia, a desire to fuck and be fucked by these magnificent tree cocks.
I descended to the forest floor, my body tingling with anticipation. I approached the nearest tree, its branch thick and hard. I ran my hands over its smooth surface, feeling the power and vitality coursing through it. I couldn’t resist any longer. I climbed up the tree, my legs wrapping around the branch as I grinded my pussy against it.
The feeling of the tree cock inside me was indescribable. It filled me up in a way no man ever could, connecting me to the earth and the natural world. I rode that tree cock for hours, lost in the ecstasy of the moment.
I moved from tree to tree, fucking each one with abandon. I couldn’t get enough of the feeling of the rough bark against my sensitive skin, the way the branches throbbed and pulsed inside me. I was insatiable, my orgasms coming one after another until I was left panting and exhausted.
But even then, I couldn’t stop. I continued to masturbate, my fingers working in time with the swaying of the trees. I was one with the forest, my body and soul intertwined with the trees and the earth.
As the sun began to set, I flew away, my wings carrying me back to my home. But I knew I would return to that forest again, to the tree cocks that had given me so much pleasure. Dendrophilia was a part of me now, a deep and unshakeable desire that would stay with me forever.
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