Tom in the Here After

Tom in the Here After

It is a starlit, moonless night, the air moist and fresh after the rain, a light mist rising from the forest garden graveyard, a very gentle breeze makes the light mists form dancing shapes, lit only by the starlight, so calm and silent.

A gentle thud and a flap of wings breaks the silence of the night, and dainty bare feet walk along the moist grass, a hand caressing the bark of a tree, green eyes gaze upon the new grave, an open wound in the green grass, wet dirt, with three dead dandelions on top.

The black winged woman walks up to the small roughly hewn stone squatting beside it and the grave. Dew drops dripping from her wings, and dripping off her naked skin. She slides her right hand along the roughly hewn barely legible letters of the gravestone, and with her other hand she caresses the dandelions and then sinks her fingers into the soil of the fresh grave and reads in a dark hauntingly beautiful and alluring voice "here lies poor Tom Forester, taken before his time, alone now as in life, may he rest in peace." her green eyes gaze down at the grave sparkling "poor Tom, rise for me, and I shall cure your loneliness." her eyes glow faintly green.

The grass rapidly grows to cover the exposed earth of the grave and flowers grow in the grass, the three dandelions root themselves and grow leaves again.

A gasp escapes from the soil as the ghost of a man rises from the grave, she smiles soothingly and gently at him and offers him her hand and he takes it and she helps him up as she rises herself.

A raven looks upon the scene and sees the translucent ghostly form of a man rise up, the man has a well toned body, but a hunched and frightened demeanour, uncertain about himself, just as he was in life, stunned and overwhelmed by the beautiful winged woman standing beside him, unlike her soaked wet raven black hair however his red short ghost hair looks almost like a small fire burning on his head.

"Who... who are you... where am I?" Tom asks in a frightened tone and he blushes at her standing there naked before him, and then he notices he is naked too, he does not see himself as a ghost, believing that he is still alive and seeing himself as such.

"You can call me Misty. Please do not be afraid or embarrassed, I am not here to harm you, I am here to help you and I want you to be happy." Misty says soothingly and smiles warmly at him "though, I also have to inform you, that you died, the poacher got you with a poisoned dart, but the arrow wound you caused him killed him later. Is there anything you want to do in this world before I take you to your afterlife? My handsome Tom." her voice is not sad but matter of factly, and toward the end it goes to playful.

Tom looks stunned at first, as she explains he is dead and what happened, and the memories rush back to him, yet something in her voice seems to remove his fear and embarrassment, mostly and also he feels burdens being released from himself and his back straightens and his ghostly apparition changes from how he looked in life, to more of an image of what he wanted to look like, or his true self. He looks into her eyes and thinks a bit "I have nobody in this life that cares about me, or that I care about, I kept to myself in the woods, too afraid to really get to know anyone, my only regret, looking back, is not having known a woman." he blushes a bit again, not knowing why he said that, he was thinking it.

"Why would you not have gotten a woman for yourself, you are handsome and strong, and capable of feeding yourself and a family if need be, either way Tom, if you want you can have me, before we leave for your afterlife and maybe after that too, if you still want me then, there is so much else to do there though." she says amusedly, getting only the slightest blush. Her gaze leaves his eyes briefly to take in his true self and she licks her full lips and bites her lower lip, watching his soft cock that slowly grows, his body mimicking what it would have done in life.

Tom feels very warm all of a sudden and stunned, but his desires are much more potent now as his fears fade and weaken - what is there to be afraid of if you are already dead. "I um would want that um you very much. What... um do I do?"

Misty giggles a bit and pushes Tom up against the grave stone. Her wings wrap around him so he can't escape. She kisses him and her hands caress along his sides and back, and one hand moves to his still growing but soft cock, gently caressing it and his balls and all the way up his shaft again. Her thumb moves in a circle around his foreskin, feeling the wetness of his precum there. As he gets more erect she guides his cock between her pussy lips and her own wetness mingles with his as she rubs his partially foreskin covered glans between her pussy lips and up against her pussy, she lets him dip inside a couple of times.

Tom is stunned at her wonderful but sudden attack and all he manages to do is move his hands around her in a somewhat awkward hug. As she gets him going, one of his hands finds her butt and the other grabs her hair and presses her perky soft and full breasts against his chest. He moans into their kiss and does his best to kiss her back, and he learns fairly quickly. He finally gets an impulse and thrusts into her as she teases his glans with her wet warm pussy opening, and he slams himself all the way inside her.

Misty breaks the kiss for a moan and her wings briefly move back and flap as she wraps her legs around his back. And in the same movement, her hand moves from his cock up to his neck and she starts kissing him again, passionately. She gyrates her hips around his cock, stirring herself deep inside with his cock, her wetness dripping down from her pussy lips and along his balls onto his grave stone.

Tom starts thrusting into her as much as she lets him, with her legs wrapped around him. This is the best sensation he has ever felt. He can feel how her pussy muscles grab his cock as he pulls out and alternating she lets him slam all the way in without resistance, or sometimes she makes herself really tight so he has to push into her hard to get back inside, it does not take long for him to feel himself reach the point of no return, "aaah Misty" and then he slams deep into her and starts cumming.

Misty's legs grab him hard and she leans back and starts gyrating and flapping her wings, keeping herself horizontal, pressing his cock hard against the front of her pussy and she moans loudly and breathes heavily. Then her body is wracked by waves of pleasure as she cums as well, her pussy sprays him with her wetness as she squirts.

Tom notices and manages to react to her sudden loss of all control, and manages to support her with his hands, pulling her up and holding her against him as she trembles and shakes against and around him. He feels a mixture of pain and pleasure as her pussy milks his cock well after he has spent his load, and it prevents him from going soft.

Misty gazes into his eyes, pupils being agape, her irises forming only a thin beautiful green border. It takes her several long moments to manage to form words again and she says, "I want more, do you want more?"

Tom kisses her and then breaks from the kiss and nods, though he is a bit uncertain due to the slight pain mingling with the pleasure.

Misty kisses him again and smiles "I think you will like this." she says and reluctantly slides off his cock and squats in front of him. His ghost cum dripping down from her pussy onto the grass, causing faintly glowing white flowers to sprout from the ground. She kisses and starts to lick and gently suck Tom's softening and somewhat pulsating jumpy cock, spending quite some time licking and sucking his balls, listening happily to Tom's moans of mostly pleasure tainted only slightly by pain. She slowly licks and kisses her way up Tom's pulsating shaft, licking around the outside of his foreskin and then gently sucking it into her mouth, as her tongue gently probes inside, licking the glans of his penis, meanwhile she uses both hands to gently caress his balls. She gazes up at Tom, trying to catch his gaze, and the glans mushrooms under his foreskin, making his foreskin pull back slightly and making it harder for her to have her tongue licking inside it. She slides her wet lips down to just outside and behind his glans and then sucks hard as she pulls her lips along his glans through his foreskin all the way back until his cock leaves her mouth with a pop and she then kisses the slightly exposed glans of his cock and using only her wet lips she slides down, pushing his foreskin back, her tongue dancing around his glans as it passes her lips. Her lips now wrap around behind the edge of his glans, tongue swirling.

Tom moans and squirms and his hands try to find something to do and he slides his fingers into her hair and grabs it, not really knowing what to do, but he does not want this feeling to stop. He feels his cock jump, yet she seems to be able to keep him just where she wants him, and he wants to be there. He feels her lips tighten and the suction of her mouth increase as she slides her lips slowly back along his glans, his foreskin sliding to cover the part of his glans, finally his cock pops out of her mouth. She licks the edge of his foreskin, teasingly avoiding his glans and he growls a moan in protest.

Misty giggles at him and moves one hand up to the base of his cock and starts sliding her lips down his glans again, this time as her lips push his foreskin back she also pulls it back with her hand. She makes the saliva, cum and precum mixture in her mouth swirl around his cock's glans along with her tongue, she then grabs both of his balls slightly tighter in her hand, not painfully so, but giving them a soft squeeze. Then she starts moving her lips up and down his glans, but not to the point of letting him out, the cool night air makes an intense contrast to the warmth of her mouth and lips.

Tom moans and gets the impulse to thrust into her, however she moves with him as her hand on his shaft lets her keep control of the situation, and she seems very strong.

Misty gazes up into his eyes and increases the pace slowly, her hand on his balls now rubbing up between them, finding the root of his cock and massaging it while his balls rest in the palm of her hand.

Tom feels his balls tighten and as if he is about to cum, but Misty slows the pace just enough to keep him close to orgasm, and he loses all track of time as he falls into her gaze, a trance of intense pleasure, that very slowly gets more and more intense.

Misty enjoys very much keeping Tom at the edge, although her pussy yearns to feel his cock inside her again. She wants to finish him this way too, but only when he can't take another moment of this, she also loses track of time, gazing into his eyes.

Tom feels a new strong impulse and he grabs her hair harder and holds her in place as he thrusts into her mouth, moaning loudly as he breaks through the control and leaps past the edge. He growls and screams out her name as he cums.

Misty feels her pussy tighten as Tom finally starts thrusting into her mouth, and starts cumming, she keeps her lips following the contours of his cock as he fills her mouth with cum and slams down into her throat shooting cum down into her stomach, her eyes slightly moisten as a few tears form, but she can handle this.

Tom finally is spent and stops thrusting himself into her mouth and he realizes what he just did and relaxes his grip on her hair and head and starts to try to apologize. But then Misty pushes her lips all the way down along his shaft and while sucking hard, slides her lips all the way up, covering his glans with his foreskin as she sucks the last drops of cum out of his cock. He finds himself having a painfully hard erection, despite having just cum. "Mmm... Misty wow..."

Misty swallows the cum in her mouth and kisses the tip of his cock. "Now you need to fuck me hard from behind, up against that tree," she says and points, "and I want you to take me there and really show me how much you want me."

Tom only briefly pauses and then pulls her up from her position and kisses her passionately and then grabs her by the butt and carries her over to the tree she pointed at and turns her around and pushes her up against the tree. He grabs her hips firmly and slams his cock into her pussy.

Misty feels her breasts press up against the coarse bark of the laurel tree and Tom slamming into her, his balls slapping her clit, as she moans and squirms a bit to feel his firm grip on her.

Tom starts pounding her hard. His cock hurts, but it is a really good pain, shrouded in intense pleasure. He feels his sore balls slam up against her and it feels amazing. He leans against her back, pushing her harder against the tree. Her wings are getting squeezed against him. He pushes her hair aside and kisses and nibbles her neck, and his hands slide up along her sides and wrap around to grab her breasts. He squeezes and pulls her nipples, spreading her breasts around the trunk of the laurel tree.

Misty uses one hand to steady herself against the tree, and moves another to rub her clit and feel his balls slam against her fingers. She pulls the hood of her clit back and each slam of his balls sends a blast of painfully intense pleasure up her body. Her legs begin to tremble and she is glad for the tree and Tom holding her up. She can feel the bark scratch against her skin, but it does not bother her, it just adds intensity to the pleasure she is feeling. Tom has, most likely by accident, found a perfect angle to slam into her. The head of his cock slams right into her g-spot and then bends upwards and slams all the way deep inside her. The cum from last time they made love, forms a foam inside her and on his cock as he keeps slamming into her. It does not take long for him to send her into her first orgasm, and she cries out, "Oooh Tom, mmm Aaah!" as she cums.

Tom does not stop though, he keeps going into her hard. Her pussy spasms feel wonderful around his cock, then he feels her body shaking violently and his balls and thighs get soaked as she squirts on him again. He moves his hands down to her hips again to hold her in the position he wants and he spreads her legs with his own legs as they try to close, and he keeps pumping into her hard.

The graveyard echoes with the screams of Misty's orgasms and Tom's growls. However the Raven still gazes upon them, such a strange and curious sight.

Misty is so lost in her pleasure that she has a hard time remembering where she is. She and Tom are one, and just as another intense wave hits her she feels the intense heat of Tom's cum filling her.

Tom screams a triumphant primal scream of pleasure as he explodes into Misty. He slides his hands up along her sides and grabs her breasts and then spins them around as he leans up against the tree. He slides one hand down along her belly and through her soaked mound and slides his fingers down, pressing her pussy lips against his cock as he slowly keeps pumping his cock inside her. He rubs the sticky wet cum foam against her pussy lips and the palm of his hand rubs her clit against his shaft.

Misty squirms and feebly tries to move his hand away from her clit, but her body is trembling and weak. She is very happy though. Her mind being only vaguely aware of her surroundings, the sky is getting lighter, a distant blooming of colours. It takes her several moments to realize that dawn is about to happen "Tom mmm... we... mmm aah... we need to go oooh... now." It takes all her willpower to pull herself free from Tom. She slides off him and then turns around, and with some effort slides back onto him and kisses him.

Tom sees the first ray of the sun before he finds himself in a different place, on the edge of a warm pool of water, in it several stunningly beautiful nymphs gaze up at them. He loses his balance for a moment and almost falls, as the tree is not in this new place. The colours here are so much more vibrant, the air so much sweeter and he feels revitalized and alive, more alive than when he was alive. "Mmm where are we now Misty? Is this paradise?"

Misty giggles and moans and squeezes Tom's cock with her pussy. "This is one place you can choose to be your afterlife Tom. It is one of my favourites, the plane of lust. Can you carry us into the water? I want it and you to embrace me, while I and it embrace you."

Tom steps into the warm pool and the nymphs giggle, and move aside. Tom manages to count seven of them, they and the wonderful water caress him and Misty. The nymphs splash water on them and then place flowers into their hair. Tom feels the exhaustion of his love making fade very quickly, as well as the pain. He sees the scratches on Misty's chest fade away, leaving no trace.

Misty feels Tom's cock go hard inside her again and giggles. "Do you want to make love to me again Tom or would you like to try one of the nymphs? They seem to like you."

Tom gazes into Misty's eyes, "Is... is that alright? You won't get sad, or something if I make love to one of them."

Misty giggles and kisses Tom. "We are not married, we just made love - it is not the same thing. I will enjoy myself with them as well."

Tom nods. "I would love to make love with you ladies. My name is Tom."

"Hi Tom," the seven nymphs sing, and one of them helps Misty off Tom and kisses her. "I missed you Misty."

One of the other six nymphs dives under the water, and then Tom moans, and the other five surround him and caress his chest, back, butt, sucking and nibbling on his nipples and kissing along his arms as they spread them out. One of them kisses his lips passionately and two others kiss and nibble along his arms and up to his neck from both sides. Tom feels overwhelmed, in a good way, and lets the nymphs do what they want. Now that his arms are free, he caress the hair and back of the two who are sucking and nibbling his nipples.

The story continues in Tom in the Here After: Misty's Adventure

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