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It was just a normal day for hiking, sunny, a cool breeze but offset by the warm sunshine. I was a few miles in, just getting ready to take a break for lunch, when a sudden, strange cloud formation appeared in the skies above me. Crackling with purple lightning, I searched around me for some fast shelter, but there was nothing. KRAAAAKOOOOMMMMM. There was a blinding flash and a loud boom, and then darkness as something struck my head. Falling to the ground, I thought I caught a glimpse of something pink resting in a small crater only a couple dozen paces ahead, but I was passing out too quickly to think about it. My head was ringing, still throbbing on the side of my forehead where I was struck. I thought I could vaguely hear a voice calling out to me, but surely not, I was hiking alone and I saw no-one else parked at the trailhead today. But suddenly, there was a warmth on my face, spreading and, healing? The pains I was feeling were subsiding, and my vision and hearing were clearing up. "Anon! Are you okay Anon! I'm so sorry I didn't expect anyone to be out here! You were struck by a flying rock kicked up when I landed" I looked around. There was a pink eggshell resting in a small crater, and it appeared that I had been drug over to be resting next to it, and my head was resting on something soft? As I turned my head back the other way, I was certain I had died and this was my hallucination as I passed into the beyond, because I was staring up upon the face of an angel. Except, she was tanned? And lightly sobbing while apologizing? "Please Anon be okay, I don't want you to die, we've only just met, though I wish it hadn't been like this" I continued to gaze upon her, in disbelief that somehow, I was not dead. She was of a slender build, with shining purple hair and, hip wings? "Are you an angel, have I died? This looks like where I was but, I can't believe I'm not dead. How are you healing me?" I asked, "No dingus you are not dead! And thank god! I am glad I was able to heal you Anon, are you feeling okay now?" I leaned forward, disbelieving that somehow, I was feeling more rejuvenated than before I started my hike. I continued staring, confused at what I was seeing. "Anon, are you sure you're okay?" I just stared more, becoming enraptured by her soft features, her beautiful Pink and Blue eyes locked onto mine with concern. "Yeah I guess I'm okay now, I'm just very confused what is happening." "Well you see..." "... And now I am here! Do you need help getting up?" "Yes please, I am still feeling a bit woozy". She stood up, reaching out to me with an extended arm. I took her hand and, pulling myself up I stumbled a bit, almost falling on top of her, but catching myself by putting my other arm around her waist. Well, that was the intention, but I ended up brushing past both her wings with my hand, grabbing the top of the opposite side's wing. "Ahn no!" she yelped, quickly flushing a bright red, "Anon, I, please let go, I'm *starts breathing softly raggedly* s-sensitive" She strained to calm herself, but I could see the excitement growing on her face. "Oh really now?" I had heard about this in birds, that their wings when groomed and touched by their partners they quickly become attached and aroused. "So I shouldn't do this?" I asked as I moved my hands from where they were to resting on her hips, slowly tracing the tops of her wings, playing a bit with the tips and cradling the webbing on the underside. "What might happen then?" I looked up from her wings and into her face again, which was surprisingly dazed and filled with bliss "Anon, I, I need you NOW!" she said, pushing me away and dashing over to a nearby stump, laying on top and pulling off her clothes in nearly a single fluid motion. Me, not wanting to disappoint, while not nearly as smooth I also rapidly disrobed, my dick hardened by her soft breathing and smooth, glistening skin accentuated by the soft sunlight. Her cunny was puffy, and already dripping wet, waiting for me within. I approached from behind, and, taking the base of her wings in each hand like a pair of handlebars, began railing away at her, increasing in pace with every delightful yelp and moan she was making. The sound of our bodies meeting could be heard echoing through the valley, the lewd wetness producing the stickiest plaps as we hammered the rest of the day away. At some point, I flipped her onto her back and leaned over her, my arms supporting me on the stump, her arms wrapped around my neck, her legs locked around my waist, and her wings were both flapping to pull herself into me and wrapping themselves around my back, as if a second pair of arms. After what felt like hours, and I am certain it was as sunset had long come and gone, I released my final load deep inside of her, and collapsed upon her in a warm embrace. Tired and satisfied, I fell into sleep as she whispered into my ear "Thank you Anon, for the wonderful welcome into this world."
