The Wrong Road Part 1 Through 16

The wrong road taken Part 2

With this, she made another gesture, and the chair I was sitting in began to morph.
The back began to lower, and tendrils began to sprout and move like snakes.
They began to wrap around my legs and arms as the chair slowly became a table.
As I lay there, my Lucretia approached where I lay and began to climb upon the table until she had straddled my midsection. 

"Now your ready." 

Straddling me, she lowered herself upon my cock.
As she sank down upon me, my libido went into overdrive.
In just moments I was feeling non-stop multiple orgasms three, four, seven and then I came.
Nothing I had ever experienced was this intense.
Somewhere during this my mind went numb, and I watched as if I were a separate person watching this unfold from a distance.
The inevitable came next, I came, and I came, and I came.
There was a torrent, so much so that it literally poured out from the place of our joining.

At that moment, I passed out.
I began to dream a dream that had me the father of hundreds of children, all of whom were surrounding me.
Some of them were laughing a joyful noise, others were crying in sadness and loss.
In the midst of this, the children parted ways.
At the end of this path was Lucretia, as I was pushed forward by the children, she opened her legs, and in I went.
However, in my dream, it was the whole of me that entered her body and attached itself permanently to her.
My penis grew in size until it was larger than myself and kept up a continuous flow of semen, constantly impregnating my captor. 

In my dream, children kept popping out of her, joining the ranks of those surrounding us.
I awoke with a scream and a cold sweat that left me drained physically and mentally. 
Very slowly the table/chair released its grasp upon my body, and the tendrils withdrew.
As I awoke, I found myself still in the chair, my cock was throbbing, leaking.
Lucretia had left her spot and was wandering around her garden.

When she saw that I was awake, she beckoned me to follow her. 
Standing, I discovered how much energy had been drained from my body.
Walking over to her, she began to show me her garden.
At first glance, it was an ordinary garden, but upon closer inspection, some differences became apparent. 

The first of these were a series of flowers that looked for all the world like faces, all of which had expressions of joy.
Some even looked as if they were singing; their mouths formed from the petals, looking at you as you passed them.
When I turned back, I saw that they were indeed following our movements. 
She showed me her vegetable garden, where most of her food was grown.

As she flicked her fingers, I turned to face her.
Reaching out, she cupped my cock and balls, giving me a few light strokes. She then used my cock as a handle to pull me along on the remainder of the tour, never once taking her hand off me.

Leaving the garden and walking back towards her house, she pointed out other features, most of which I paid little attention to.

"I don't doubt that you have a million questions and just as many demands.
So let me explain a few things.
First of all, I have lived for over five hundred years; for the most part, I have done so right here.

When I was a very young girl, I was the sixth and youngest child of a peasant family.
Where we lived, the poverty level was quite high; my folks were unable to take care of six children.
To that end I was brought to an old lady who lived in the woods and was considered a seer.
When I was brought before her, she told my folks that she would raise me as her own and teach me her arts.

When I was sixteen, she took me into her garden and introduced me to a chair grown from her tree, the same tree I had taken a cutting from and transplanted in my garden that you so recently experienced.
My experience was much like yours; like you, the sexual explosion that followed was quite intense.