A slender finger pressed to your lips stop you, and she whispers in your ear. “Wait.” Her hand returns slick with the flower's nectar, and she pressed it to your lips. You almost swear it tingles against you. After a curious lap at the digit, you lean forward and greedily take her thin finger between your lip. The flavor is delightful, and you can't seem to get enough of it, sucking wantonly at her. Your tongue swirls around her slender digit, and you realize your entire body is growing warm. The alraune leans in to kiss you, and you taste the same tingling sweetness on her tongue. Your thoughts are hazy at this point, and the only clear thing is your body's burning desire. With each tender kiss it grows until you swear you're practically shaking. This goes on until it seems as if you simply won't be able to go on anymore and you're nothing but a quivering heap on top of her, groping at her breasts as you kiss and kiss her.

The slender girl draws away from you and gestures downwards. Two long, thick vines snake from the lips of the flower, dripping with that same heady sweetness. It's at this point you realize the girl and the flower are one and the same. She smiles at you, lush green lips parting. “It always feels best when you watch them go inside you.” Her eyes are hazy with lust. You obey her instruction and watch the long, green tendrils crawl towards you. One wraps around the inside of you leg and climbs your thigh with a surprising speed. It presses against you with a gentleness you didn't imagine, but you aren't left to think long before you feel more of the delicious nectar spill inside of you. It's then that you beg the alraune for more. A twin vine is already inside of her, and you see thick, sticky fluid dripping down her thigh. She pulls you close, and it feels like your skin burns where she touches. With a suddenness you didn't expect, the thick tentacle bottoms out within you, and you yell out your pleasure into the jungle, dragging nails down the green skinned girl's back. Her eyes lid, and she reaches up to bite down on your neck. Teeth scrape and bite over sensitive skin as the tendril picks up speed within you. You gasp out raggedly encouragements as best you can through moans that you can't control. You're so tight around the vine within you, and it seems at any minute that you're going to cum, but your pleasure reaches higher and higher peaks.

The twin vines move within you and the girl beneath you with the same speed and rhythm, fucking you into the ground and producing matching cries of pleasure as you grope and grasp at each other greedily. The busty girl's teeth have left a dully aching bruise on your neck, and she now moves onto your chest, grasping and tugging at your breasts as she peppers hot kisses to the skin. Her lips close around one your nipples, and you let out of formless grunt, unable to do anything but hold her tight and she sucks on the sensitive nub.