Erotica

Fantasy

An Erotic Story of Punishment

Robert and Karen were on their way to a party. As they walked through the hotel lobby toward the elevator, Robert said, “Karen my dear, I have something for you.”
Karen’s eyes sparkled like perfect round diamonds set in a necklace of platinum and cultured pearls. “Ooh, Darling! Is it that adorable little trinket we saw in Tiffany’s last week?”
“No, my sweet. I’m afraid not. This is something a little more expensive.” Robert withdrew an envelope from the inside pocket of his tuxedo.
Karen looked both puzzled and disappointed as she opened the envelope. When she read the piece of paper inside, her expression became one of delight. “Darling! My gambling marker! You paid it!”
“Of course. My dear, your legs are spectacular. We can’t have anybody breaking them, can we?”
“Darling, you have no idea how much this means to me!” Karen stepped forward to embrace Robert.
He held up his hand, stopping her. “I know exactly how much it means to you, Dearest. Thirty-four thousand, eight hundred fifty dollars. I have to tell you I’m not pleased.”
“Oh, Darling! Neither am I. I’m very disappointed, and I’ve learned my lesson. ‘Never pick the road favorite to beat the spread in a playoff game.”
Robert pushed the button to bring the elevator. “This goes beyond road favorites, my Love. Some people would say you’ve got a gambling problem.”
“I only have a problem when I lose, Darling. I admit I’m in a bit of a slump lately…”
“Thirty five thousand dollars isn’t a slump, Precious. It’s money. More precisely, it’s my money. And this isn’t the first time I’ve found a dead animal carcass on the doorstep and had to reach for my checkbook.”
Karen bit her lip and looked down at her thousand dollar Italian made pumps. “I’m sorry, Darling.”
The elevator doors opened. Robert and Karen stepped inside and Robert pressed the button for the top floor. “I know you are, my Love. I accept your apology, but I am still a little peeved.”
Karen stepped toward Robert again and she ran her hand along his arm and shoulder. She played with Robert’s ear with her other hand. “Thank you, Darling. I’d be delighted to make it up to you any way I can.”
For the first time, Robert smiled. He said, “I’m glad you said that, Dearest. While I do forgive you, I still believe that some punishment is warranted in this case.”
“Punishment?” Karen’s eyes lit up again.
“Yes, my Heart. You’ve been a very bad girl, and you must be punished.”
Karen smiled. “Oh, Darling Robert! I do so love you! How am I to make my it up to you?”
The elevator doors opened. Robert and Karen walked through the hall to the Presidential Suite.
Robert said, “My Dearest Karen, listen closely. At some point in the evening, somebody is going to say two words to you.”
“Two words.” Karen was bubbling with excitement.
“Those two words are ‘Rabbit Stew.’ When you hear those two words, you are to do exactly what the speaker tells you to. Everything. To the letter. Understand?”
“Yes, Darling.” she said with enthusiasm.
“The speaker will then see to it that you’re properly punished for your behavior. Remember, two words.”
“‘Rabbit Stew.’ I’ve got it. Everything I’m told.” Karen was almost jumping up and down. “Oh, Darling! Thank you for this chance to make up for my sins! I’ve been a bad, bad girl and I can’t wait to get what I deserve.”
“You say that now, but just wait. Trust me, there’s something positively diabolical in store for you.”
“Ooooh, Darling!” Karen swooned, “I can hardly wait!”
Robert and Karen joined the party. For two hours, Karen fantasized about the various tortures Robert might have in mind. She thought about the kinds of things he’d done in the past: duc tape, straps, whips, hot wax, suspension from ceilings, all kinds of depraved practices which had been hers to savor. Karen wondered what Robert could have in mind, and who he had recruited to administer this extreme punishment, and the more she wondered, the more anxious and aroused she became.
The room was filled with handsome, sexy men, and Karen was determined to meet every single one of them in the hope one would say, “Rabbit Stew” to her. She was shockingly flirtatious, even brazenly so, with every man she saw. She even flashed a nipple at one guest who happened to be a professional football player. The man’s wife glared with hatred at Karen, so she decided maybe he wasn’t the one she was looking for.
Karen talked to men about hunting, favorite game dishes, even Bugs Bunny, but none took the opening she gave and said, “Rabbit Stew” to her.
When Karen saw Robert after two hours of fruitless searching and flirting, she looked defeated. “Darling,” she said, “I really want to be punished like the bad girl I am, but none of the men I’ve talked to have said the magic words.”
After taking a sip of his Single Malt Scotch, Robert said, “‘Men?’ I don’t recall telling you to look for a man, my Precious. I said, ‘Someone’ would say ‘Rabbit Stew’ to you. I didn’t identify the sex of this person.”
Karen’s eyes lit up again. “Oh, Darling! You mean I’m looking for a woman? You’ve lined up a dominatrix to punish me?”
“No, I said ‘Someone.’ It could be a woman. It could be a man. You won’t know until he..or she…says the magic words.”
Karen said, “Oh, Darling! You’re so beastly! No wonder I love you!” She returned to circulation with a new energy, this time not only flirting with every man in the room, but every woman as well.
Karen pictured herself at the mercy of one of her own sex. Women, she believed, could be even more cruel than men, especially to one of their own. Karen felt there was a certain jealousy and a deep-seeded rage that only a woman could feel for another woman. She remembered Mistress Olivia, a cruel, sadistic lady, who had once tortured Karen for a rapturous six hours. It had been a birthday present from Robert. Karen then wondered if Robert had actually arranged for Olivia to be at this party, and the thought made Karen’s loins ache. She was glad she’d decided not to wear panties underneath her gown, otherwise they’d be soaked with moisture by this point in the evening.
After another hour and a half, Karen was feeling positively depressed. Most of the women she spoke with were puzzled at her behavior, and a few were even outraged. One or two seemed like possible playmates in the future, but neither said the magic words to her.
It was nearly midnight, and Karen was on the verge of tears from frustration, sexual and otherwise. Then she saw him.
He was standing at the other end of the room, talking to Robert, when he caught her eye. She cautiously smiled at him, and he warmly smiled back. Then he began walking toward her.
She thought the man was gorgeous. He was six feet, four inches tall, with broad, muscular shoulders and a square jaw. He had the build of a professional athlete…no…of a super-hero, Karen decided. His thick black hair was perfectly styled, and as he got nearer and nearer to Karen, she could see an adorable cleft in his chin and deep, penetrating blue eyes. She felt faint.
The man picked up two champagne flutes from a passing waiter and he handed one to Karen. He said, “Good evening,” in a deep, booming voice. Karen’s knees began to wobble.
“Good evening” was all Karen could say back to him. She couldn’t draw her gaze away from his eyes. The man said, “Rabbit Stew” so matter-of-factly Karen almost didn’t realize he’d said it. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
The man said, “I believe you’re supposed to come with me.” He held out his arm for Karen to take. After a moment, she came to her senses and said, “Yes. Of course. Lead the way.” She hooked her arm in his and, with as much composure as she could muster, Karen walked with the man out of the Executive Suite.
As they rode down in the elevator, Karen asked, “What’s your name?”
The man said, “No questions. You’re to obey my commands and right now, my command is to remain silent.” He spoke with all the coolness of a James Bond villain.
Karen clutched at the man’s hand, in part so she wouldn’t collapse. She could barely control her excitement.
They emerged from the elevator on the twelfth floor, and walked down the hallway in silence. The man stopped in front of the Duke of Windsor Suite, and opened the door with a key. He said, “Go into the bedroom, please.”
Karen obeyed. It was a large bedroom, with an impressive antique four-poster bed. The bed sheets were of burgundy-colored satin. Karen turned to her left, and she saw a table covered with sex toys and devices. She almost giggled with anticipation.
There were whips, handcuffs, a blindfold, a dog collar, lit candles, a strap-on dildo, nipple clamps, a ball-gag, a wooden paddle, a leather paddle, several yards of rope and so many more instruments of torture Karen almost had an orgasm simply standing in front of them.
The man said, “Undress, please. Take everything off.”
Karen’s hands shook as she obeyed the man. The gown she wore was worth nine thousand dollars, but she hurriedly threw it to the floor like it was an old t-shirt. She stood nude in front of him, breathing hard like she’d just run up the stairs from the lobby.
The man said, “Lie down on your back on the bed, arms and legs spread out,” as he picked up the handcuffs and the rope from the table. Karen obeyed. Without a word, the man cuffed first one hand, then the other hand, to the two wooden posts at the head of the bed. Then he took two lengths of rope and tied each ankle around the posts at the foot of the bed. The man was careful about the slack in the rope. When he was done, Karen could move her legs around, but she couldn’t touch them together.
“Are you comfortable?,” the man asked when he was done, as he eyed his handiwork and Karen’s naked body, with satisfaction.
“Oh yes, Master,” Karen said. She felt giddy and flushed with excitement wondering what would happen next.
The man snickered. “I’m afraid I’m not your master, sweetheart. I’m just the hired help. Your master’s on his way. See you around.” He toasted Karen with his champagne flute, and he walked out of the room.
Karen almost cried with despair as the man left the suite. She fidgeted around on the bed, but the man had tied her too well. She couldn’t even rub her legs together to massage her swollen clitoris and afford herself a little relief. She was completely helpless.
Less than a minute later, the suite’s front door opened and closed again. Footsteps approached the bedroom.
Karen began to hyperventilate. She knew those footsteps. “Darling? Robert?”
“It’s me, my Love.” Robert entered the bedroom.
“Oh, Darling! I’m so glad to see you! I’m in agony! I’m aching for you, my Darling! I’ve been waiting for my punishment so long I was afraid I’d go mad!”
“Have you been looking forward to this, My Sweet?” Robert removed his tuxedo jacket and set it over a chair. He undid his bow tie and removed it.
“Oh, yes, Darling! You were right! This is simply diabolical! Simply waiting for you has been pure anguish!”
Robert said, “Good. You’ve been particularly bad this time, My Dear. I wanted this torture to be extra special.” Robert went to the mini-bar and got a can of beer from the refrigerator. He picked up the television remote control and turned on the TV. He casually flipped channels until he found the Financial News Network. He sipped his beer and said, “So, you’re in anguish, huh?”
“I’m in agony, Robert! I’m so horny I want to cry!”
Robert sat down in a chair where Karen could see him. He laughed and stared at the TV.
Karen thrashed around on the bed, still securely tied. She could barely move. “Don’t laugh, Darling!” she whined, “Put me out of my misery! Punish me! Beat me! Spank me! Whip me! Torture me!…I’m sooo horny!!”
Robert simply said, “No.”

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Fantasy

“The Okeanides: Melit?Akast?and Admet?

One can only begin to wonder where I possibly got a name such as this for my latest work of eroticism, but if you know me as well as some, you wouldn’t have to submerge yourself in great depths of research or conjecture for too long.
The Okeanides were the Greek Goddesses of clouds and rain. They rose from the fresh water, earth-encircling stream of their father Okeanos, carrying his waters up to the heavens and raining them down upon the earth. Melit?s the cloud-goddess who represents the fresh taste of rain water (the purest spring water was likewise called honey-sweet by the Greeks). Akast?s the cloud-goddess who represents the unpredictable nature of rainfall. Admet? name is derived from admetos (meaning wild or unbroken) and is the cloud-goddess who represents the wild downfalls of rain.
CHAPTER ONE
“The liquid diamonds rain down upon me and after pooling in certain areas, overflowing, they trickle down my sides. In their path, they leave sensitive skin that is gently tickled with the featherlike touch of a thousand angels’ tongues. Delicate parts, once always hidden from natures most tranquil and exquisite act, now are enraptured by hundreds of caressing melodious tips. I feel the orgasm, intense as ever, building deep within my soul. I cannot help but wonder, is it because of his dancing tongue, hungry lips, or gently nibbling teeth on my most sacred and luscious inner place or is it because of the rain that gently smothers my naked body with soft wet kisses”
Oh but how did I arrive at this most incredible junction of my young life Before jumping ahead of myself, allow me to take you back in time, to where all this excitement first began.
As a young girl, dressed in a pretty dress of satiny white lace and matching socks with ruffles that shadowed small white shoes, I found myself more than once in trouble for ruining such elegant attire. Though having all the delicate looks of a collector’s china doll that had escaped and climbed down the shelves that held me, I also had the rambunctious urges normally held within that of a typical young boy. I found it almost impossible to stay out of the fresh puddles that the heaven’s had just painted upon earths thirsty surface. More than once did I see my mother’s disappointed glare as I stood ankles deep in the murky waters that coaxed me and teased me to come in and play.
As a child unlike other children, I would be quite happy, when out playing, to see the summers’ sunny sky turn gray with the ominous clouds of a brewing storm. As my friends gathered up their belongings and raced home, with all attempts to win the race against the oncoming drops of rain, I would welcome it with open arms.
As I grew older, out of childhood and into my early teen years, I noticed a remarkable change within me. The excitement that I had all my life over rain was quite honestly taking on a whole new meaning, one that at first I wasn’t quite sure about, but one that not many years later, I began to understand. I started to love, even more, the feeling of water in general; baths, showers, the pool. I found myself remaining in it for as long as I could whenever time allowed. The simple pleasure of being surrounded by it and having my naked body enveloped and caressed by it, was just magnificent.
As I grew up to become a young lady, it was then that my mind began to envision the pleasure and excitement that water brought to me, especially rain. My mind quite simply became the stage for displaying my inner passions by portraying the love and excitement I had for rain. The wonderful feeling of it massaging my skin, as well as the elegant rhythmic sound it played while tapping on my windows, aroused me like nothing else. Upon that stage, the innocent portrayal gradually changed as did I and soon became an intense fantasy, a fantasy I would live with for many years to come, and one I so many times longed for, to become a reality.
CHAPTER TWO
I arrived home after a night out and feeling rather restless still, even though it is quite late; I wasn’t ready to settle down just yet. I figured a nice bubble bath would relax me enough to release me from the grasps of high energy. Heading to my bathroom, I began running the water, placing my hand within its flow to adjust the temperature that would be most comforting. I dropped in some scented oil beads and poured in the bubbles. I then lit a few vanilla scented candles, turned out the lights and went into my bedroom to disrobe.
Upon reentering the bathroom, first I was hit by the romantic glow of the candles, then by their enticing scent. The two sensations added to the overall ambience of the entire room and instantly I felt my body react. I walked up the two steps into my tub and stepped down into the absolute pleasure of my watery haven. As soon as my foot entered the tub, a million tiny bubbles enveloped it. Due to the sudden contrast of the normal air that hugged me and the hot water that grasped my foot, goose bumps quickly encompassed my entire body and my nipples instantly hardened. I sighed loudly and inhaled a deep breath of air.
I inundated myself in the water and its alluring effects quickly surrounded every inch of my nakedness. I lay back and felt the soothing liquid move smoothly up my sides, soon engulfing me completely with its wet heat.
I lay there silently watching the gentle flicker of the candles flames dance against the bathroom walls. I gazed to the stars as I peered out the huge skylights at the clear skies of heaven above me. My mind wondered, as it usually does in this state of total relaxation, to the night’s events, and beyond to what the future ones may hold. I now had my eyes closed and was dreamily thinking of more passionate scenarios. I was thinking of how nice it would be to have someone in here with me, right now, with his naked body pressed up against mine.
I would feel his smooth skin and gently run my fingers across it, anywhere, everywhere that I could touch. I would feel his flaccid cock, pressed up against my thigh, grow erect under the exquisite feeling of itinerant hands; smiling as it throbs. I’d moan ever so quietly as his hands too, caress my skin and work their way gradually, teasingly, toward my more delicate regions.
In the depths of my now overly excited state, my hands gently massage my breasts, pinching the nipples before wandering downwards to the innermost source and reason of my naughty thoughts. Imagining that my hands are his, I run my fingertips up both inner thighs, pressing firmly on each to spread my legs further. I raise my knees slightly, tilting them outwards, to accommodate his mental request.
Now with my legs spread, I creatively build within my mind, his fingers as they approach my sensitive and excited pussy. Very gently I feel them trace around the entire region, before one finds its way to the slit and rubs delicately across the entrance to my sexual being.
I shiver as his finger continues to run up and down the folds of my pussy, swirling around the slippery opening of my desire, and then periodically stopping to caress my button of lust. My clit, now swollen, sends shockwaves throughout my body each time the finger makes contact with it. I move my other hand ever so slowly into action, continuing to pretend it is his. I feel as it gently parts my puffy, wet lips giving instant access to the other hand. Fingers that were gently rubbing instantly find their way to the tight opening and hesitate not at all, to slowly proceed inward. I breathe in heavily as one finger penetrates me, then two. I feel the tightness of my pussy give way ever so slightly to the invading digits before grasping them firmly.
I arch my back, pushing my breasts upward, out of the hot water, into the cooler air as I plunge my fingers, his fingers, deeply inside over and over again. A moan escapes my lips as I feel the deep incursion. I bask in self pleasure as my mind continues to imagine that it is my lovers fingers that are sawing in and out of my pussy at an increased pace. Every so often the fingers stop only to gently rub my swollen nub.
I imagine of what would be next. Would his lips take the place of fingers Would his tongue dance deep within me Or would his hugely swollen cock, unable to refrain any longer, slowly slide inside My mind quickly races past the oral mentation and straight to the thickness of a nice juicy cock. Instinctively my hand goes to my mouth and I suck teasingly on a finger as if my imaginations’ wish came true. Oh how I love to pleasure a man with my mouth”, I think to myself. The feeling of a fat vein-rippled shaft sliding between my tightly clasping lips is exquisite. The nudging of a big bulbous plum-like head up against the back of my throat is even more incredible”. I can almost imagine the delicious taste of his precum as it leaks onto my hungry tongue.
I lay in my hot bath sucking on one finger and being generously fucked by another. My young naughty mind was just about to slowly drift to another incredible contrivance of the two small fingers being two fat cocks instead, both working me over simultaneously. The silence was suddenly broken, however, as was the frenzy of a sexual adventure I was working myself into; but the phone had other plans. The ring startled me and caused my heart to beat faster than it already was beating. Now who could that be at this hour”, I hissed, knowing that I was thrust out of a fantastic sexual journey in an instant. I heard my answering machine kick on but couldn’t make out who it was. Whoever it is, it better be important”, I mumbled. Slowly standing up on trembling legs, I reached for a towel and enjoyed the feeling of the water as it cascaded down my body.
I pressed the play button on the answering machine, Hey gal”, chirped Lisa. Are we still on for tomorrow Call and let me know”. I had planned to have a few friends over to swim in the afternoon as the temperature was supposed to soar well into the nineties. I called and let her know, definitely”. Of course before hanging up I just had to sarcastically let her know of her interposal and of the state I was in when it occurred. She just laughed and half-heartedly apologized.
CHAPTER THREE
I awoke to the euphonious sound of birds chirping and to the imagery of sunbeams permeating into my room . I lay sprawled out naked on top of my satin sheets and thought to myself, good thing no one entered my room or they would see all that I have to offer.” I hopped out of bed , went to the French doors and enthusiastically swung them both open. I was instantly impinged by the warmth of a beautiful summer day. Both the heat on my body and the fresh morning air enthralled me and I found myself unable to move momentarily. I then stepped out into Mother Nature’s morning light and allowed her to wrap her arms around me and hold me tightly. A sigh of contentment eluded my lips.
I quickly went inside, showered and prepared myself to meet the summer day that awaited my arrival. I put on the skimpiest of tanning bikinis that I owned and headed downstairs. My parents were both up already, and I chuckled as I watched my Dad’s eyebrows rise over the top of his coffee mug from the sight of his daughters’ scant attire. Relax Dad,” I said to him as I gave him a good morning hug. I’m just going to the backyard.” I kissed him on the forehead and turned to give my Mom a hug and kiss too. We’re going shopping in a few and will be back later on”, she said. We’ll lock the front door on our way out”, she added. Ok”, I replied as I headed out to the pool area.
I set my towel on a lounge chair and walked to the pool’s edge, dipping a foot briefly into the cool oasis. I strolled to the steps and slowly walked in. I always love the feeling of water creeping up my body as I submerge myself slowly into its cool depths. I swam across the length of the pool and stopped at the furthest edge. Leaning my head back and holding on with my hands, I kicked my feet upward in the water a few times. I then swam to my floatation bed, climbed up on it and lay back, deciding it was time to soak up a few rays.
I was floating in a dream-like state for about ten minutes when suddenly I heard the squeak of the gate opening. I looked up and saw Jake, the pool guy enter the back yard. Even though he was there to take care of the pool duties, I didn’t really want to get out just yet. He said hi gorgeous” and came over to the edge of the pool. He always called me gorgeous which was so flattering. I said hello Jake” and asked him if he needed me to get out of the pool. He said nope, you can just lay there looking as hot as ever. It makes my job that much better. Plus, I’m not going to put the chemicals in until this evening, so you’re fine right where you are.” I giggled and told him to tell me if I was in his way.
I lay my head back on the inflated cushion of the air bed and closed my eyes. I was thinking of Jake pretty heavily at that moment . He was a few years older than me, but was a great looking guy. He was an avid surfer with a ripped body, a beautiful tan and that typical beach boy look. He’d been maintaining our pool for a couple years now and we’d had a strong flirtatious relationship happening, but it never went further than that.
I watched out of the corner of my eye as he began skimming the surface of the water and noticed how he couldn’t keep his eyes off me. I giggled inside knowing what kind of affect I was having on him. I love how his muscles flexed as he held the skimmer tightly and maneuvered it around the surface of the pool. I would do him”, I thought to myself. Strip him of his clothes, push him down on the lounge chair, mount his stiff cock, and ride him like a wild woman.” Just at that moment, he asked if he could use the bathroom. I told him sure, use the one in the house or the pool house”. He slipped into the pool house and my mind suddenly drifts off into thoughts of the oh-so-famous-scene from Fast Times at Ridgemont High .
There’s poor Jake, flustered from watching me almost naked, floating around the pool he is so desperately trying to clean. Just a mere few feet out of his grasp is the object of his frustration. His poor cock is straining inside his shorts, straining to be free. I picture him in the bathroom, sliding down his shorts and releasing his cock. Swollen it is, rock hard and throbbing. His hand instantly wraps around the thick shaft and begins to pump vigorously back and forth as he watches me from the window. He undresses me with his mind, removing the bikini from my body, leaving me floating naked. Staring at my more than ample breasts and my smoothly shaved pussy he pumps his cock faster, gripping the thick shaft more tightly with each passing moment. He spits in his hand and rubs the wet saliva all over his cock before commencing the hand job. I envisage the wet sounds his hand now makes as it slides back and forth over the rippled skin. I picture in my mind his raging cock now throbbing as his hand pummels it back and forth vehemently.
I see his balls swinging freely between his thighs as he pumps his dick mercilessly, driving it ever closer to the release he so desperately desires. Whispering my name over and over he imagines his cock spreading my pussy lips and thrusting deeply into the tight wetness. The raging head now purple and painfully swollen is aimed directly at me in the pool. His mind then places him over top of me, straddling me on the floatation bed, pounding his dick and pointing it towards my pretty face. Then I watch, within my mind, as his cock explodes all over the bathroom wall and all over his hand and fingers; Dripping and running down the tiles. He watches it within his mind as his cock explodes all over my face, neck and chest; Dripping off my lips and chin. He pumps the softening shaft a few more times releasing the last remaining droplets of hot sperm from the tip…
Jake suddenly emerges from the pool house and I search for any clue that my imagination wasn’t running rampant; sadly I find none. He continues his job at hand, flirting with me none the less. As he continues to clean, I feel him undressing me with his beautiful eyes and I see an obvious bulge growing within his shorts. I blink a few times trying to ward off the impending figment of imagination within my mind but soon realize that this time I’m not imagining it at all. Jake’s cock is seriously hardening and I can’t help but wonder what he’s thinking about as he stares at me. My eyes leave his bulging shorts and seek out his eyes and I see him grinning at me knowing I was checking out his hard-on. I tried my best at acting nonchalant but apparently he didn’t buy into my innocence.
Suddenly, without speaking, he just pulls his shorts down. I gasp loudly as his raging cock bounces free. He grasps it in his hand and strokes it slowly back and forth over the entire thick length. I am transfixed to his dick as he continues to jerk off in front of me. He then jumps into the water and swims over towards my air bed. Taking my legs one by one, he quickly spreads them, pushing my feet off and into the water. Then, using his strength, Jake grips the width of the air bed and curls the end downward into the water as he climbs up between my spread thighs. Feeling as though I am in some type of hypnotic state, Jake suddenly pulls me towards the end of the air bed, near the pool water, and with one swift move places his fingers into the crotch panel of my bikini bottoms. He then proceeds to pull it aside exposing my hot bare pussy for his eyes to devour.
He tilts his head closer and lavishly licks my puffy bald pussy lips from bottom to top over and over, soaking them with his saliva. Then just as quickly, he plunges his tongue into my opening as far as it will go. I squeal out loudly with the pleasure I instantly begin to feel. He begins to bob his head up and down, driving his firm tongue in and out of my, now wet pussy, like a slippery little cock. I moan loudly with each inward thrust and scream each time he stops to wiggle the tip deeply within me. I can’t believe this is happening but am lost in the wonderful feeling this pool guy is giving me. My pussy is on fire and the flames are quickly spreading throughout my entire body. He continues to tongue fuck my pussy with an incredible intensity. As his tongue lashes my slit his thumbs massage my lips and clit driving me absolutely crazy.
After a little while, he pushes the floatation bed to the pool steps, and straddling me, he walks up them. With one leg on each side of me, his hard fleshy pole is right in front of my face. As he leans forward the tip nudges my full lips and begs for me to open. I oblige and let him in. Jake instantly pushes his fat head all the way to the back of my throat. Quickly he begins a pumping motion, driving his nice cock in and out of my mouth. My tongue tries to keep up and swirl around the head with each thrust, but Jake is just moving too fast. I feel his balls slapping my chin as he continues to fuck my mouth. Without notice he stops and withdraws his cock completely. My eyes open just as his cock erupts. Hot sperm blasts out of the tip and all over my face. Glob after glob of sticky jism squirts from the tip and splashes on my cheeks, nose, and lips…then…
Another splash hits me…”what the…” I open my eyes and notice my day dreaming has again gotten the best of me. Just then Jake splashes pool water at me again, splashing me in the face. Hey sleeping beauty, I’m done for the day and am heading out. Do you need anything else before I go” he asks. I think to myself do I ever need something”, but I only look at him strangely and mumble a soft, no thank you sweetie.”
CHAPTER FOUR
I head inside and get a glass of cold lemonade and grab the phone. Walking back outside I call Lisa and tell her to get her butt over here. She says, I was getting ready to come over, but thunderstorms are brewing, so I figured I’d wait a little while to see what the weather is going to do.” (tut) The sky is totally blue, but ok, come on over as soon as you can”, I reply. Just after hanging up with Lisa, the phone rings. Hello”. Well hi there baby doll”, Jim’s sweet voice echoes. Hello sweetheart, whatcha doing” I reply. Well I was about to ask you the same thing, wanna see me” he asks. I quickly respond with an enthusiastic Oh that would be wonderful, come on over.” I’ll be there in a few” Jim states.
After about ten minutes the door bell chimes and my heart instantly begins to flutter. My sweetheart has a way of making that happen. I swing open the front door and we throw our arms around each other immediately. I feel my breasts press against him. His lips soon find mine and we kiss each other passionately causing my body to tingle with arousal. After a few minutes Jim steps back and looks me up and down stating his approval of my tiny bikini. My God Lil’B you look absolutely hot. Mmmm mmmm.” Giggling I assert, Well thank you. Flattery will get you everywhere, you know”
Jim comes in and I offer him a glass of lemonade before we both head out back to the pool. I watch as he kicks off his sandals before removing his t-shirt from his muscle toned body. He is very good looking and I get this funny tingling sensation every time I look at him. His body is just an incredible chiseled work of art, tanned and solid. I just want to jump on him right there and then, but I somehow find the ability to control myself.
We swim for a while under the burning hot sun and I savor the moment of being in Jim’s arms in the deep-end of the pool. He kisses me so softly and his tongue gently parts my lips as it seeks out mine. My whole body is feeling a pleasure I always dream of. While cool water embraces me, his strong legs are entangled with mine and I’m held by the strong protective arms of my lover, as our tongues dance a slow dance of a passionate kiss. I tremble with excitement from the pleasurable curiosity of where it will go from here.
We are both startled suddenly and our kiss is broken, as thunder fills the silence. Jim quickly states, Ok, that’s enough, we’re outta here.” Of course, with my love for thunder and water, it takes a little bit more to get me out of the pool, but after a few moments I comply with his request.
Quickly the sky turns black and lights up with the display of Mother Nature’s electrical fury. We both head inside. While the storm rages outside, my excitement level is at an all time high. Jim waits in my bedroom while I rinse off. I get done in the shower, and wrapping myself in a towel, I saunter out to my bedroom. Kissing Jim, I walk to my French doors and peer out to the wonderful watery world. The storms warm breeze blows through the open doors and embraces me with its firm grasp. I cannot help but undo the towel and drop it to the carpeted floor. Naked, I stroll out onto my deck into the heavy rains. Oh what an exquisite feeling”, I think to myself. I feel the water pouring down my skin, trickling and tickling me. The delicate sound of thunder, now passed by, rumbles in the near distance.
Brandi, what are you doing Get your ass in here” I hear Jim say from the bedroom. I turn to face him standing in the door way looking at me like I have lost my mind; I have, I presume. My mind has traveled off into a heavenly place, somewhere far, far from this earth. I step towards him seductively and gripping his shorts by the waistband, I pull him out onto the deck into the rain with me. His objections only last for the briefest of moments as my mouth locks onto his and my tongue dances between his semi-parted lips.
We continue kissing through the most tender and passionate kiss I have ever experienced in my life. The only thing coming between us at that moment is the pouring rain; rain that I love oh so dearly. I break the kiss abruptly and reach within the doorway to my fallen towel. I quickly lay it out on the deck at the feet of Jim. Kneeling down and looking up to him with blue eyes that always speak a thousand sexy words, I undo, slowly, Jim’s shorts and with one quick motion, I pull them to his ankles. I tremble with excitement as I look upon his beautifully tanned and muscled body, naked before me, as water from heaven flows down every inch of his skin. His cock hangs limply but plump between two extremely strong thighs and I am mesmerized by the rain water that trickles down the shaft to the tip where it falls to the towel below. I cannot help but sigh and lick my soaked lips at the sight before me.
I reach out a hand and lovingly take his flaccid cock firmly, gripping the shaft. The heat of his member against the cool rain is an exciting contrast which only promotes my own feelings of lust that are building within me. Instantly, I feel his manhood react to my touch and begin to swell to the bigger proportions that I love so much. I gently take my other hand and massage his wet balls as I slide the other up and down the length of his growing shaft. Soon I hold the prized possession of a hugely throbbing monster of meat within the grasp of my tiny palm and fingers. I have always been amazed at the way a man’s penis transforms from the smaller version and morphs into a raging, hard as steel one. It is just such an incredible phenomenon.
I lean ever so slightly and place my tongue to just the tip of Jim’s cockhead. Rain water, flowing from his dick, fills my mouth and Instead of swallowing it, I save it in my mouth until it’s almost full. Once my mouth is full of water, I then enclose it around the head of Jim’s inflamed flesh. Locking my lips tightly around the engorged shaft, I proceed to swirl my tongue and the rain water all around him. He moans his approval at the sensation I am obviously causing him to feel. He firmly entangles his fingers in my hair as I suck on his cock and give him the mind altering blow job that I so proudly can give. My hand gripping his rod works up and down, and at the same time twists in a circular motion, as my lips work over every inch of his throbbing member. As I suck on Jim, I try to look up into his face to see the enjoyment I know he’s feeling, however the rain is falling far to hard to be able to keep my eyes open. I love to look into a mans face while I suck on his hard-on, and see the different expressions as I change through various motions, leading up to a deep-throating that will assure a very satisfactory orgasm on my mans part.
As his groans become more verbal and his hips involuntarily begin their thrusting, fucking motion, pushing his cock into my mouth and closer to my throat, I quicken my pace of both my hand and my mouth. Soon my mouth is meeting the hard thrusts that Jim offers. He then yells out with a loud final grunt that he is going to cum. I release his swollen appendage from the confines of my mouth and pound my hand up and down his long fat shaft. After only a few strong strokes, the first of his many orgasmic eruptions occur. His fiery hot cum, sprays my face, my lips, and my mouth. I quickly take the bulbous head between my lips where again and again his cock fires its loaded ammunition. I swallow every drop of Jim’s delicious seed, until there is no more to be released. I suck and lick clean every inch of softening cock and savor the taste of my sweetheart.
On trembling knees, Jim reaches down to me and kisses me deeply, a thankful appreciative type kiss that I always take as a job very well done”. He then pushes me back gently to the deck, to the towel, to my soon to be paradise I have yet to ever feel; making love in the rain. He then kneels down between my spread legs and placing both hands on my thighs, parts them ever so gently, further apart. I feel his first kiss on my inner thigh and it strikes me as powerful as the lightening that not too long ago streaked across the ominous sky. His kisses of delicious passion move slowly upward, as does his tongue, licking the rain waters from my heated skin. Then his tongue runs up the outer edges of my labia; wet from the rain, wet from excitement, my smooth shaven pussy quivers at the simplest of caresses his tongue delivers. I feel his thumbs reach inward and gently open me, immediately allowing his hot tongue to slither inside. I scream out from pleasure, and moan loudly, continuously, as he pushes its wiggling length, deeper. My hands grasp my breasts and pinch my nipples hard as my body serenders to Jim completely and trembles from the implausible feelings his tongue is causing me to obtain.
I lay on my back staring through squinting eyes to the sky above me. The tears of angels, their liquid diamonds, pour down upon me in a delectable fury and after pooling in certain areas, overflowing, they trickle down my sides. In their path, they leave sensitive skin that is gently tickled with the featherlike touch of a thousand angels’ tongues. Delicate parts, once always hidden from natures most tranquil and exquisite act, now are enraptured by hundreds of caressing melodious tips. I feel the orgasm, intense as ever, building deep within my soul. I cannot help but wonder, is it because of his dancing tongue, hungry lips, or gently nibbling teeth on my most sacred and luscious inner place or is it because of the rain that gently smothers my naked body with soft wet kisses
My hearing becomes faint, and my eyes a blur as a mysterious fog envelopes me quickly. I feel as though my head is spinning as I approach the beginning stages of what feels to be a tremendous orgasm. I feel myself getting unusually dizzy then I black out entirely. I awaken to the distinct sound of birds chirping. The harmonious sound of birds chirping combined with the rains rhythmic patterns as it falls to the ground. I look up to blue skies, bright blue with absolutely no clouds at all, however the rain is still falling, heavily. My heart skips a beat as I notice three beautiful young girls standing beside me, overlooking me. They are gorgeous from head to toe. I begin to speak, but a gentle finger touches my lips, stopping me.
All three, wear sheer gowns that cascade to the ground with a fabric that appears almost liquid-like. Their magnificent bodies show through the thin fabric and are encompassed with a light glow. All their movements are smooth and accompanied with incredible grace. I again begin to speak. Who are you Where am….” Again I am hushed.
We are the Okeanides, the Greek Goddesses of clouds and the rain,” one begins to speak in a soft angelic voice. I am Admet ? the Goddess who represents the wild downfalls of rain and these are my two sisters, Melit?he Goddess representative of the fresh taste of rain water, and Akast?the Goddess whom represents the unpredictable nature of rainfall. We are the daughters, raised from the fresh water stream of our father Okeanos, the God of Water. We were created to carry the waters of our father up to the heavens and rain them down upon your earth.”
We have been watching you for a lifetime, play, cherish, and excite yourself from our heavenly downfalls,” Akast?hirps in. Yes and it was our fathers wish to bring you here, YOUR wish of a lifetime to be here; though a silent wish deep within your heart, a very loud wish to our ears,” adds Melit? Admet?continues, There are a chosen few whom cherish our rain as much as you, to those who wish for it and do not curse it away, a very chosen few that have the opportunity to live that which you are about to experience. Welcome to our world Brandi, welcome.”
I close my eyes believing that my silly daydreams have really gotten the best of me now. Or this is one heck of an intense orgasm Jim is causing. Upon opening my eyes I realize that it is neither, as the so-called Goddesses are still standing there. I shake my head to clear it of the mental mirage, nothing. This is incredible, impossible, but incredible,” I state loudly. Standing, my eyes look around. I am no longer on my deck but in an amazing world of disbelief. Rain, rain, everywhere, and rainbows arching over lush tropical forests, with gorgeous cascading waterfalls, descending into sparkling clear lagoons. And rain, as I said, lots of rain, falling from azure skies; my paradise of paradises.
I am taken by the warm wet hand of Admet? Melit?nd Akast?nd I am lead to a crystal palace only yards from where we were. As we get closer I notice the entire palace is made from water, or of water, but how I wonder. I run my hand under the warm stream of the wall nearest me; water, the entire structure is nothing but water. I am now truly amazed as well as breathless. The Goddesses lead me to the entrance which is closed by two immense waterfall gates. Gripping my hand more firmly they walk through the falling waters and pull me with them until we end up on the other side, the inside of the palace. Wiping the water from my eyes I am awestruck by the beauty that lies before me.
A flowery garden as far as my eyes can see, with giant butterflies, fluttering, and the brightest of rainbows lighting the pathways. I notice however, that no rain is falling, but why. I ask the sisters and they tell me that the rains only fall every hour within the palace walls, the rest of the time is a glorious sunny day.
The girls take me by the hands and lead me to a secluded garden in the palace, where I am greeted and introduced to four servants. These are our Love Servants and will prepare you for your wish and assist us in the fulfillment of your life’s’ fantasy,” the sisters all say with a smile. My mind is reeling with unpronounced thoughts and wonderment of what is to come. They lay me down on a giant pedestal like platform about waist high that is covered with silky soft rose petals of numerous colors. Immediately I feel my body being caressed by numerous hands. My breasts are squeezed, my pussy is petted and stroked, and my legs are grasped firmly and spread gently. I feel soft kisses all over my skin, but see no faces that are bent down to kiss.
I am passionately and deeply kissed suddenly and at the same time I feel a tongue lapping at my now glossy wet slit. The kiss continues as a tongue dances within my mouth and frolics with my own. The other tongue has now worked its way inside my sizzling hot pussy and wiggles deeply inside causing screams of pleasure to explode within my throat, screams that are unable to escape through lips that are preoccupied. At the same time I feel lips sucking on my clit and numerous ones on my breasts. I am just totally lost in absolute ecstasy as I have never felt such wonderful stimulation. My body is quickly losing control as I feel an extreme orgasm building deep within. I tremble uncontrollably as all the astonishing lips and tongues drive me ever closer.
With my eyes closed, I have no idea what is about to occur, until it does. Suddenly I feel my pussy lips gently spread open by, I assume, the Love Servants and a very large sponge-like object nudges up against my pussy opening. I soon learn that the object is a well endowed cock, for as it enters me it is followed by many inches of thick shaft. I feel every ripple and vein as it slides along my inner walls, opening me as it is driven inside. I cannot lift my head at all from the kiss I still receive, but moan loudly as the fleshy intruder burrows deeper into my inner space. My pussy is so wet that the huge cock slides in smoothly, but I feel myself being stretched open to accommodate both its girth and length.
Soon my arms are outstretched and a fat dick is placed in each hand. I immediately grasp them firmly, almost to hold on, as my bearings are still a little bit fuzzy. My head is then lowered slowly backward and another stout cock nudges up against my lips. Almost as planned, the one in my pussy suddenly throbs which causes me to scream out, and when I do, the cock at my face is inserted into my open mouth. Pleasure soon overtakes me as I have never felt so much throbbing, pulsating flesh before.
All at once, they begin sliding back and forth. The one in my pussy and my mouth synchronize there movement perfectly as do the two cocks in my hands. As they all speed up their movements, I again feel tongues caressing me all over. My nipples and clit are sucked on gently by angel soft lips and tickling tongues. I tremble again with unbelievable excitement and pleasure beyond anything I could ever imagine. As I am pumped by incredible manhood, a gentle rain begins to fall. My heart beats as fast as ever with the knowledge that my fantasy is truly becoming a reality. All four cocks speed up as the falling rain falls harder, and then I actually feel them grow. As the rain gets harder so do the cocks and with each passing minute they actually grow to about two inches larger. Oh my God’ I scream out as my pussy is stretched almost painfully now, but the pleasure far surpasses any pain.
After about fifteen minutes, all four dicks are removed from their places and my head is raised back up to a level where I can see. Three gorgeous naked men surround me and pump their spectacular penises in their hands, but one man, between my spread thighs is unrecognizable, as the light that surrounds him is nearly blinding. Unexpectedly, with guttural moans, I watch as the men’s cocks explode in synchronized orgasms. Their cum powerfully blasts out and splashes onto my tummy, breasts and face. They keep coming, over and over, like I have never seen, and their sperm rains down on me until I am just covered in the sticky, hot jism. Immediately I watch as the Goddess sisters begin to lick it all off me. Their tongues travel over every inch of my glazed body until I am licked entirely clean.
My attention again is brought back to the man between my legs, as he once more pushes his fat member into my tunnel of lust. He now pulls me to the edge of the pedestal so that my ass is barely on it and begins again to fuck me like I never thought possible. I scream as his cock just punches its way into my pussy over and over again. I am held down tightly as I am relentlessly pounded by this solo cock, and by the man whose identity I still don’t know. For at least twenty minutes or more his swollen, steel hard cock saws it’s way in and out of me, driving me ever so closer to an incredible orgasm that has built for what seems like hours now. The rain continues to pour down on us, harder than any rain I have ever seen and hotter than any I have ever felt.
My brain suddenly explodes with millions of colors, almost like a fireworks display within my mind. A full spectrum of light ignites my senses and again I feel the sucking lips and licking tongues all over my most sensitive parts as the incredible phallus continues to fuck me senseless. I grit my teeth and tighten my muscles as I am racked by an incredibly intense orgasm. My toes curl, my fists clench and my head rocks from side to side. As my pussy contracts, the talented cocksman never once lets up, as he continues the same pace of slamming his flesh pole in and out. I scream out loudly as I continue to erupt in orgasm, trembling uncontrollably. I feel my juices squeeze out through the seal between the shaft of cock and my taut stretched pussy lips. It is then washed away quickly in the heavy rains and I feel it pour down my body and between the cheeks of my ass, before dripping away. Still the great penis slides in and out of my now juicy wet quim, but only for a few moments, before I hear a roar of pleasure. I feel the cock swell that much larger and pound so much harder before a scorching flood of liquid fire empties into my hot wet depths. Throb after throb deposits my unknown lovers cum, deep inside my tightly gripping pussy, coating my insides with a creamy finish. A gallon of cum feels like it fills me, as the cock continues to throb and blast its baby making seed inside.
Soon the throbs and thrusts diminish, and almost at the same time the rain stops. I lay there spent, entirely, as I feel my lover withdraw his now softening penis. I flood of cum pours out and down my ass once the fleshy plug is removed. I lie there with eyes closed, as pictures flash within my mind, of the incredible sexual occurrence that I just experienced.
I open my eyes and find myself back on my deck, back with my sweetheart. The rain is still slowly falling. Jim is on top of me, holding my legs behind my knees with his arms, and pounding his cock into my pussy. With one final thrust he bellows, I’m coming” and I feel his cock flare up and pump the first discharge of a massive load into me. With each spurt he thrusts forward, driving his cock inward and forcing the deposited cum out between where are bodies are interlocked. Jim continues to piston his cock in and out of me until his orgasm subsides and his balls are drained completely dry.
After a few moments, Jim pulls out of me and as he slowly rises I look at his fantastic body, glistening with the mixture of sweat and rain. I eye his plump cock dangling semi-erect and coated with a radiant luster of our mixed orgasmic juices. What a God of a man”, I think to myself, an absolute God”.
Within the gentle summer breeze that encircles me, I hear the soft voices and playful giggles of sweet girls’, three Goddesses from a far off place whispering my name. It is then that I know my life-long fantasy of making love in the rain has finally come true.
I really hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed living it and writing it for all of you! Love and huggles, Brandi xoxox
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Fantasy

Unknown Beginnings

The whole of this story is not erotic, but if you are looking for the sex scene, please read chapter 2! Enjoy 🙂

Fantasy

Of Might and Magic

In the still hours of the period between night and dawn comes the whisper of tiny leathery wings. They are so muffled that no one hears them come through a window high up on the west side of the ancient castle.
A tiny blur hovers in a dorm room. Three young boys lay sleeping.
The blur moves to hover above one of the boys. He is a young human. A warlock. Not very powerful or skilled yet.
Without a sound the blur transforms into a beautiful creature. Long purple hair, pale blue skin. Eyes that seem to glow yet have the cold intensity of an icicle.
The being gently moves the bed covers down to expose the young boys body. The beautiful creature, a female of some species moves his nightshirt up to expose his small soft cock. She smiles, her face almost kindly.
She bends forward, whispers a magic spell into the boys ear. Her voice so soft, so soothing. He smiles in his sleep, moans softly with pleasure.
Now her tail entwines around his thickening cock. It massages it, pumps it slowly to arouse it. Make it so hard, so ready to enter her body. She kisses his lips too. Softly, tenderly as would a gentle lover.
She positions her body above the boy and gently, lowers herself to take him inside her.
Her wonderful blueish ice colored eyes grow smokey with desire as she moves on him, her pale blue fingers placed tenderly on his chest. Sometimes touching his cheek as she rides him. Her beautiful thighs beside his, her perfect bottom rising and slowly falling.
She moans softly as she loves him, using his small hard cock. Sliding herself up and down on its shaft, her muscles making her pussy squeeze and milk him. She feels him swell inside her as his testicles begin to tighten. He body responding to her, preparing to deliver his seed deep inside her.
Her long black tail massages her back entrance, then as the feeling of release begins to rise in her it eases its way deep into her, massaging her, driving her lust higher and higher.
Inside her pussy a tiny proboscis emerges. It feels its way into the boys penis. Through the one eye of his throbbing knob. It is tiny. It will not hinder the explosion of cum that will soon erupt from him but it extends and extends till it reaches deep inside his bladder where it makes a tiny pin prick hole in the wall of his bladder.
Now tiny cilia like tendrils emerge. They grow rapidly, following his veins, to his main artery and through his heart. Up and up till they reach his brain. Expanding, racing to find the centers of his being, his essence. Once there they stop growing and begin the process of absorbing his soul.
She stops her movements letting the boy’s urge to cum subside. She wants to prolong it. Give him all the pleasure she can. She does not know what is happening. She only knows he feels good inside her. He makes her happy, gives her such a feeling of being filled, being satiated.
She begins to move again. Ever so slowly. Savoring the feeling of his cock touching her places inside. Concentrating on every part of her he touches, massages as she slides it in and out. So good! Oh so good!
The boy jerks, cum rushing up the tubes from his testicles. At that same moment she orgasms hard. Squeezing, fucking, using his cock. Her own pale green cum mixing with his as the act of love and lust is completed.
She lays on the boys chest exhausted. Spent. She kisses his lips. Lips growing cold already. The force of life having been drained from his young body at the moment of his bodies most intense pleasure.
She lets his now softening cock withdraw from her pussy. The tendrils and proboscis fully retracted now.
With tears in her icy eyes she moves down his body. She cleanses away all traces of their joining with her mouth and tongue. The taste of their juices sweet and aromatic. She tenderly worships his cock. Sadly wishing it would rise again, fill with passion and lust for her body again.
Finished she moves up and kisses his lips one last time.
In an instant she is a blur again. Out the window and around the castle.
Behind her lays a young boy. Dead. He has known the most intense pleasure a male can experience but this last time, the 7th time, he has not survived her visit.
With the coming of the day there will be a great sadness. A tragedy has befallen one of the children. No one will know why. No none will know how. Or will they?
The blur changes back to the beautiful female. She lays down on the bed, covers her nakedness with the covers and glances to see that her roommate still sleeps soundly.
She lies for a moment, sad but so sated, the awful need, the emptiness now gone.
Murmuring a ancient spell in a soft voice she drifts off to sleep. Talia will remember nothing of this. Talia thinks she is a fairy.
He is known by many names. Ancient names. Kwan-yu, Krom, Ares, Mars, Thor to name a few.
He is imprisoned. A stupid school for childish enchanters. Weak powered Warlocks.
No one that can really create chaos or slaughter on a grand scale like he can.
He has been captured and sentenced to this stupid school. The forces of good ensnaring him, containing him. Making him almost powerless. Making him almost human. Even naming him Dale. The name he had eons ago. When he was innocent.
He stands in the back. Day dreaming of wars past while the stupid wizard drones on about potions made from dust and toads and bat wings. Children’s stuff. Bah!
He looks at the other students. Boring trolls, stupid elves. A few witches and Warlocks. Amateurs!
Wait! Who is this? A girl. No a fairy. His ability to see through guise still sharp.
Urges that have been suppressed in him roust to life. He smiles. It feels good to lust again. Wanting to breed. Take a female and use her for his pleasure.
This one is very pretty.
A note is passed over to Talia from down the table. She looks up, all the other children in the row giggling. She picks up the note and reads it. ‘Do you like me’?
She looks at the other children and sees one of them staring at her. He blushes and turns away. She giggles and smiles at him when he turns back, then she turns back to the board.
Mars sees the silly note passed to her. The boy, a young human warlock. He smiles. He is not even at puberty yet.
‘She is way beyond you boy’ he thinks. Though clearly very young she has bloomed into a fully mature fairy.
He watches her. His arousal growing. Her body nice. He can see the small bulge at the side of her butt where her tail is hidden. He sees it because he knows to look. The delicious curve of her firm full breasts.
‘Damn’! He thinks. Why didn’t I pay attention at roll call? What was her name?
‘No matter’. ‘I will possess her soon enough’.
She pulls a small mirror from her pocket and looks at herself. She thinks, ‘I am decent I guess…’
Her skin is pale blue as is the norm for her race, but hers is paler than most, almost glowing from how pale.
To the other students, her skin color was explained as her being an elf. For some reason, they didn’t want anyone to know she was a fairy…
At least her skin, eyes, and ears all fit that description…
Her eyes are the color of mist, a gray with a light blue tint. Her lips are the color of ice, a distinctive feature from the rest of her face. Her pointed ears are not pierced, just lovely and shapely. They are usually hard to see though, because of the dark purple hair that falls in curls to her waist. The hair not only keeps her warm, it hides her wings from the rest of them. They all think she is just an elven girl, they can’t see the dark black wings or the long, black tail that is coiled up in her panties.
The sweaters she always wears also do a good job of obscuring her large breasts, because while she is young for her race, 40 by human years, though the equivalent of only 10 of human, she is already a woman by human standards. The long skirts cover her legs so they don’t see the scars that are on them. Scars left by trying to do magic and failing as a fairy-ling. She wears nice black high heels, simply because they make her feel free.
She is well practiced in her disguise. Her hair moving perfectly to conceal her wings. (Mars is a fool. The creature is a Succubus. A demon that drains a man’s energy with sex.)
Mmmmmm, He thinks. Picturing her beneath him. Her wings to the sides, her beautiful hair on the bed, her pretty face though blue, flushed with passion. Her eyes smokey with the pleasure his body is giving her.
He wonders if she has had sex yet? Fairies are lustful creatures. Mating early. They can only be fertile once every 10 years or so and when pregnant the gestation is over 20 years. They are free to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh because of the reproductive cycles of the females.
He realizes this is about all he knows of such creatures. Being a god of war does not bring one into the circle of forest and mystical beings.
He suddenly realizes there is something wrong here too. Something is not right. ‘What is it’? ‘She looks delicious’. ‘Still there is something’?
She smiled and looked back down at the note. She wrote yes on it, then passed it back down the row.
She was about to close her mirror, when she noticed a man in the back staring at her. She turned, looking at him, then blushed and turned back, closing her mirror.
The bell rings and she gathers her things and leaves as quickly as she can.
He extends his mine toward hers. The same mind control that he used on Helen, to make her leave her husband, run away with him to Troy when he took human form as Paris.
That memory is painful. It hurts to fall in battle. Die with a sword in your heart.
She does not react! He cannot get in! Damn goody goodies! They have stripped even that from him. He might as well be the stupid human he looks like now and was in the beginning.
He watches her leave. Enjoying the movement of her hips and her posture.
Staying well back to not alarm her. She is small in this elven form. She can be tiny, like this, or large depending on her mood and the magical powers she has mastered.
He thinks,’I will have her’! Somehow he is compelled. What is this obsession with a young fairy? More of the goodies games? Wanting to make me change, make me a goodie also?
Still she is so desirable and it has been so long, so very long. He will watch, learn, then plan his conquest of her.
A parallel universe.
Beings, conscious entities of pure energy merge.
‘He has seen her, wants her’.
‘Yes, the plan is good’. ‘She will tame him, give peace to that tortured planet’.
Venus is withering in pleasure. A huge man and a Centaur fucking her.
She feels a presence, a force within her mind.
She gasps as she has her 3rd orgasm then smiles as the lovers pause in their efforts.
‘I take it he has found her’.
‘Yes’. ‘His lust is flowing strongly again’. ‘He will call on you soon for a potion, a spell to make her love him’.
‘You know you play a dangerous game’.
‘I have probed the young fairy’s mind’. ‘She has tremendous potential for magic and power’. ‘She may feel his pain and for the sake of loving him free him of your constraints’.
‘He might try to conquer the world to place a crown on her head’.
‘Yes we know but the opportunity to bring peace makes the risk worthwhile’. ‘Holding him in check like this is very tiring’.
‘I have it prepared’. ‘You will let him receive it’?
‘Yes, he will be allowed to receive the package from his loving aunt’.
The force leaves and Venus smiles.
She has the potion prepared alright. Just a little extra something in it. She is mischievous by nature. She misses the time when she was worshiped and besought by all lovers.
Talia walks out of the classroom, heading towards her locker.
She stops there, grabbing her books for her next class, looking up and down the hallway. When she senses no one is looking, she pulls away her hair and spreads her wings, lifting her shirt so her large breasts are visible, wrapping them around her body and pulling her shirt back down.
Thanking the botanist that put all these plants in the halls and entries Mars is hidden enough to catch a glimpse of her adjust her very very nice breasts.
Exceptionally large for a fairy he is sure. She is certainly pretty. The blue skin, that purple hair. Exceptional! Most fairies have reddish or blond hair. The dark color so right for her.
He can feel himself thicken. It feels good to get aroused. So long since he has been.
If this was a different place and time, he would just take her. She looks so ready.
Just then the boy comes around the corner, and she giggles and starts walking to class with him.
She looks over her shoulder and sees the man once more. ‘He’s not just watching me to look out for me… He knows something he shouldn’t. I wonder who he is’, she thinks.
She smiles at him and blows a kiss, turning back to her friend.
‘The little flirt’! ‘So she does notice me’. ‘She will see a lot more of me soon’, he thinks.
His imagination flashes images through his mind of her riding him, using him.
That beautiful hair falling down around them. Her startling eyes closed in intense pleasure. His hands holding those perfect orbs, loving them with fingers and lips.
Bouncing down the hall with the boy she thought, ‘He is cute as humans go, but that’s because of his eyes’. ‘Poor creature, halfway through his life already’.
She walks with the boy and they turn, go into another class room.
He could follow but that is too obvious. He doesn’t want to seduce her. Takes too long plus she may have prejudice against mere humans.
‘Damn, that is certainly what I am now’! He thinks.
He walks on past the door. Heads for the library.
Talia sighs, sitting down in her next class. How she longs to be free, yet here she was, imprisoned in the world of humans. It was by her choice to be sure, but she wishes that she could just be a fairy. ‘What is so scary about us’?
Then she realized that there are other fairies in the school, and none of them were disguised like she was. ‘Why was it just me’? ‘What crime did I commit’? She decides that after this class she is going to go to the principal and find out.
Reaching the library he goes into one of the enchanted study rooms. There is a crystal ball like device in each. Silly to make a mental communication device look like a Gypsy’s phony trick to snare stupid human money but it is a school of magic after all.
He sits, concentrates. The crystal glows.
Venus’s voice comes into his mind, ‘Well hello Mars, how is my favorite nephew?’
‘You don’t know’?
‘Yes, I know you finally crossed the line with that little thing in, where was it’? Oh yes’! ‘That area of Persia the stupid British called Iraq’. ‘Really Mars, planes into buildings’. ‘How crude’!
‘The goodies have taken you in hand, haven’t they’.
‘Yes, they have me cooped up in of all things a school of magic and potions’.
‘Venus, there is a girl here, a girl I want’.
‘You must really be restricted’. ‘You not able to make a simple girl succumb, and only one Mars’?
‘She is not human, a fairy’. ‘I’ve never had a fairy’. ‘Are they good Venus’?
‘Oh yes Mars, very sensual and passionate’. ‘Still, I am so surprised’. ‘You feel almost gentle, human’. ‘A strange feeling from you’. ‘Are you sure it’s not the goodies influencing you’?
‘Perhaps it is but I need her Venus’. ‘I need her bad’.
‘Very well, I will cook a little thing up for you’. ‘I will send it with a school supply package for my nephew’.
He can sense her amusement at his situation. If he was his normal self he would know not to trust her. She will not harm him but will be one more powerful being interested in playing with him. That she will help him have the girl he does not doubt. She is the goddess of love after all but what twist will she throw into the pot?
‘To hell with it’. ‘I want the girl’! ‘I still don’t know her name either’.
He goes back to his spartan room. Nothing but a bed, a table and one chair to watch the TV from.
A TV that never has anything interesting on it. No news, no war, no sex here in goody goodie land.
His dick is so hard, throbbing. The face of the fairy girl burned into his mind. His want, no his desperate need for her becoming more and more intense.
He lays down, on the bed, shoves his pants down, The human dick so hard, the one eye looking up at him as it throbs, gets even harder, swells more to his touch.
He closes his eyes, sees her, naked. On her knees, on this very bed. The long purple hair hanging down on both sides of her head, her wings closed. Her black tail curled upward around his naked arm.
His hands on her hips now, the tip of his vicious hard dick tasting the wet wonder of her entrance. Rubbing it with his hard red knob, pre-cum oozing out of his one hole. Anticipating the way she will feel as he takes her slowly, letting her stretch and swallow him.
Gasping as he strokes it. Seeing him enter her, open her, her pussy’s dark blue lips kissing him, sucking him, spreading as more of his dick disappears inside her. So small, so feminine, so incredibly beautiful.
His hands reaching around her to hold, cup those big full breasts. Thrusting slowly, deep. So hot, so wet, good!
Pumping himself it hits hard. Cum spurting up to fall back on his stomach.
Pounding it to relieve the intense need. All things but the feeling of cumming, almost painful, gone.
Laying panting. His stomach a mess. his hand a mess.
Using his underwear to dry himself, wipe his hand.
Laying exhausted. So long since he has even known fatigue. Humans!
Sleeping soundly. Thankfully, but waking up in the dark. A terrific wet dream!
The girl’s face and body. More cum spurting everywhere.
‘Tomorrow’! ‘Tomorrow I will learn her name’. Begins his plan to have her. ‘I do need her so’!
Talia moans, rolling over, her pussy suddenly on fire. She gasps again, squeezing her breasts with both hands, pinching her nipples, her tail slipping itself in her pussy, thrusting hard into her.
Someone was thinking about her, thinking dirty, dirty thoughts. They are wonderful… she can almost feel their dick inside her.
She moaned again, her roommate waking, Gala shaking her head at her.
“It’s happening again?”
Gala was the one student who knew she was a fairy.
They’d lived together since she moved into the school, and Gala was 16, one of the older students. She had beautiful red hair and bright green eyes, with large full breasts.
If her father would allow it…Talia would take Gala as her mate.
“I can’t help it…” She moaned again, moving her tail into her ass.
Talia knew that look in Gala’s eyes, and she smiled pleasantly and screamed when Gala knelt before her.
‘I love worshiping your blue pussy’. ‘Your purple pubic hair is really hot’. ‘You are my Goddess’. ‘I will do whatever you say for eternity’. With that, Gala stuck her tongue inside Talia.
It was wonderful. She had been terrible at first, but Talia had coached her, and she could eat pussy almost as well as Talia could.
Within minutes she orgasmed, squirting the thick pale green cum all over Gala’s face and in her hair.
Gala giggled and climbed into bed with her, wrapping her arms around Talia and falling asleep.
Mars woke up with a jerk. Sweating and trembling.
He had been at Thermopylae again. One of the last Spartans to die in that mountain pass. Dying after they had held back the Persians for days.
He realizes where he is. That he is not dead again. Not on his way for a pleasant little tryst with Valkyries at Valhalla once more.
Mmmm. He remembers that time with the red headed Lucia. She had flown him away from the hall. To the sea where they made love for days. She had begged Odin to allow her to bear his child but selfish bastard that he is, he refused. No new god from the mating of a Valkyrie and the God of War.
‘Bastard’! ‘I think I loved her’. ‘At least at the time I did’.
He remembers he is in a school of Potions and Magic. A school for young Warlocks, Witches and other magical beings.
‘Why am I here’? ‘What is the purpose of holding a God, an entity of war and destruction prisoner in this silly place’?
He suddenly remembers the girl, no not a girl, a beautiful young fairy. God his dick, this puny human dick is so hard and throbbing again. He tries to remember other women, other girls. Raping and pillaging, seducing and loving but he can see no one but her.
He gives up and day dreams of her. Dragging her into this plain drab room. Keeping her here for days. Raping her. Using her over and over. But no, he cannot do that to her. he has never been able to rape and hurt that much or that often. He can kill a man, watch a man tortured beyond endurance. Watch as whole cities are sacked and burned but never can he force a female.
Even taking captive women he has had to try and make it easy for them, make them want him.
‘Oh, I miss my ability to control minds, place thoughts and desires into others brains’.
He lays awake and strokes it till it spurts hard again. His stomach now covered with cum. Some crusty feeling from last night.
‘Bah’! ‘This is silly’!
He gets up, showers and for some reason shaves the 4 or 5 days growth of beard off his face. He dresses as best he can. He must find out what her name is! He must know how to play for her seduction since he cannot just take her.
‘Hurry Venus’! ‘I must have her soon’. ‘What has happened to me’?
He even picks up the books for the classes he must attend. Perhaps there will be something. Some little thing he can use to relieve this terrible ache, this burning need and desire.
He goes to the dining hall, looks for her but does not find her. He is famished so he eats well.
Hurrying to the class where he saw her. Wanting to be sure to see her again, hear her name called during the roll.
‘Yes’! ‘There she is’! Sitting by that silly little boy now. A naughty smile for me too! Her name? Yes! Talia. ! My most desired is Talia!
Talia sighed, putting her elbows on the desk. She was still horny from showering with Gala this morning, and this class was boring anyway. She had been doing magic like this for 30 years. Why was she stuck in this class? Stupid pre-requisites. She sighed again, leaning back into her seat and drifting off.
The sun… That was what she missed. The sun, the fields, the flowers… Freya, the beautiful Vanir who kept watch over the elves. How she longed to be allowed into Asgard, to cross the rainbow bridge to the city of the…
She jumped up, the bell ringing, startled. Everyone around her looked at her and laughed.
She blushed and hurried out of the class, heading into the bathroom. She went into the stall and sat down, still flustered. She waited a few minutes, till her heart rate returned to normal, then she headed to her next class.
Watching her go into the girls bathroom. Aroused, oh so hard watching her delicious bottom move with each step.
He hurries to the student post office. The 10 year old human girl at the window checks, ‘Yes, there is a package from home for Dale McFarland’.
‘Bless you Venus’!
Grabbing the small box he thinks ‘To hell with the next class’ and hurries to his room.
Package opened, there is stuff like socks, undies and in the middle a mechanical pencil.
Unscrewing the pencil there is a tiny vial of a ruby red powder. The powder clearly magical as it appears to flow like liquid when moved.
A note is inside the pencil too.
‘Pour the powder on something that she and she alone will touch’. ‘Then you must create an emotional reaction to you and you alone’. ‘I suggest anger Mars’. ‘You have always had a real talent for making people mad now haven’t you’. ‘Have fun nephew, I took a peak at her and she is delicious’. ‘Bring her by sometime and we can all three play’. Venus.
‘Yeah right Venus’, he thinks. He is not into sharing much and never with other males. He likes his women his and his alone.
Checking the clock, He sees he has about 30 minutes before the last class change of the school day. Just enough time to get this powder on her and then look forward to an incredible night in that small bed over there.
He hurries to the main hallway, locates her locker. Talia. Yes! Beautiful delicious Talia.
Checking that no one is watching he pours the ruby red dust on the handle that must be slid upward to open the locker. It disappears instantly. He is in such a state that he does not feel the wisp of invisible gas that he pulls into his nostrils nor the tiny electric tingle that goes through his whole body.
Now to stay nearby. Make sure no one else touches the handle but his Talia.
A few minutes and the hall is full of students. He sees her and her roommate coming. Mmmm. She is delicious too but he has eyes only for his little fairy.
She approaches her locker, switching some of her books to her other hand. Talking to the red headed girl.
He holds his breath. She lifts the latch. In a school of magic locks are useless. She places two books and a note book inside and closes the door.
He steps toward her. Closing quickly. He bumps into her hard, loving his first touch of her body. Making sure he steps on her foot hard. No worry about injuring her. The magic of this place will heal her almost instantly.
Her devastating mist blue eyes turn red in anger. She cries out in pain but meets his hard hazel eyes squarely.
He apologizes profusely and hurries away.
It is done. He can go to his quarters, wait till dinner time then enjoy a good meal.
Later after the school is quiet he will project his mind toward her. Summon her to him. Make her his. Lay with her for the whole night. This night and all others. She is his now. Completely, utterly his!
At the strike of midnight he extends his mind toward hers. He can feel her laying awake in her bed. As if she is waiting for his call. ‘Talia, come to me darling’. ‘Change to your tiny size and fly through the window quietly and my mind will guide me to you’.
He senses her get up, naked, she opens her wings and shrinks to a pixie as she flies out the window.
No glow, just the whisper of her tiny wings.
She flies out and around the building and then across to the building where the boys are housed. Up to the third level and around the building to a single open window. The soft glow of a bathroom light guides her flight.
She hovers for a moment, scanning the inside of the room. She sees the man, the one for some strange reason she loves and cannot resist.
Through the window she flies as he gets up from the bed. Also naked, his eyes telling her that she is so welcome. Oh so welcome.
As she changes to normal size he reaches for her.
As his hands touch her naked shoulders in a blink she is tiny again. Catching her fall and hovering on her wings.
They are both surprised. She changes back to normal as soon as they break contact and he reaches for her again. Blink! Down to tiny! Hovering before him on her wings.
His frustration and anger begin to rise. Someone is playing a trick on him and he doesn’t like it.
Talia extends her hand to him and as she touches his arm her body explodes 10 times her normal size. Luckily, she is quite nimble and drops to her knees before she bashes through the ceiling.
As soon as her hand leaves him she returns to normal.
His rage is beyond measure! The God of War is waking up. Talia feels his rage and hate in her mind and quickly cringes into the corner. His human body begins to change, the iron hard muscles of the fierce warrior begin to emerge again. He grows almost 6 inches in height before her eyes. His face changing into the mask of pure rage to reflect the storm rising within him.
Venus smiles to herself. She has done as bade but added an interesting twist. It will be amusing to see Mars and Talia struggle with their spell induced lust for each other. Unable to even touch much less join in passion and release.
The rage and lust for battle that drove Genghis Khan across the east killing almost all in his path is once again raging in the world. The rage that drove the First Crusade over the walls of Jerusalem in 1099, where they slaughtered every man, woman and child is loose upon the world again.
The entities in their parallel dimension recoil in horror at the pure rage and energy of the War God.
They must do something! They instantly realize the danger, the twist that has been added to this scene. They know that as the rage and hate in Mars grows and expands they will not be able to hold him, contain him as they hope.
Almost instantly a tear in the space time continuum opens and Dale and Talia are frozen for a moment in place. A pale blue beam plays over both then the hole closes.
The counter measure is performed. They cannot change the spell but they can create an envelope where the two lovers can meet. Join and be calm. It will give them time. Time for the gentle passion and love of the girl to have its desired effect on the War God.
He slumps onto the bed. The emotional state he is in slowly subsiding to only deep deep sorrow. His body returning to that of a human man.
In the corner Talia feels his terrible pain. She is no longer frighten but searches within him, seeks to sooth him. She finds not only the rage and hate but good things. Deep unshakable loyalty. Quiet courage.
The courage of a boy that faced 3 Saber Tooth tigers eons ago to try and save the girl he loved utterly. The boy that the gods were so impressed with that they had him re-born through the goddess Athena. He had died, his stone knife buried in the throat of the last beast. His rage and battle lust to kill all beasts of this kind so intense that the gods were almost frighten.
They captured the girl’s essence before it could escape and placed it in the body of one of the new creatures emerging from the primal ooze. A being of forest, meadows and of magic.
He feels her reaching out to him. Trying in her passionate gentle way to console him. Calm him.
He lays on the bed panting. Staring at her. Wanting her desperately, needing her so very very badly. Loving her like he has never loved before.
Talia stands, crosses the tiny room, sits on the edge of the bed. Her beautiful purple hair hanging down across her beautiful breasts. Her chest heaving as his. Her pale colored eyes soft somehow. Her smooth delicious legs so touchable, her face so utterly beautiful in his eyes.
Talia extends her hand towards him. Slowly. A faint red aurora seems to surround her arm and hand now. He extends his hand toward her and the same aurora surrounds him.
As their hands meet, their fingers touch, the aurora expands to encompass both their bodies and he is able to draw her to him. Hold her tightly and closely.
A soft wordless kiss of two lovers caught in something they do not understand. A deep loving tenderness that perhaps springs from another day, another time eons upon eons ago.
He kisses her lips, her eyes, her neck and then his lips find the two incredible orbs that are her large breasts. The hard black nipples, taunt with desire. Her skin hot with the need. The need for a man, her man.
Talia moans. Her tail finding his hard member, caressing it. Her hands holding his face as she raises it to kiss it again.
Looking into her eyes. Adoring her. Not caring about anything but this wonderful thing he holds in his arms, this vision of love and beauty.
His hands moving down her stomach, tentatively, touching the line of purple hair where she begins, moving lower to cup her hot wet pussy. His body aching to thrust into her, pound his cock up into her but no he must be gentle and slow. Such a treasure as she, the gift of her body must be cherished.
Gasping an ‘I love you Talia’, as he moves her beneath him. His hot hardness pressing against her entrance as she spreads her smooth blue legs and arches her back. Their bodies straining to join. His swollen knob demanding she let him enter into the heaven that she has for him.
He opens her. His cock going in slowly, stretching her tiny pussy. Moaning as he feels all of her, slipping in deeper and deeper as she becomes more and more wet, so warm so desired.
Kissing, his powerful muscles straining, reveling in her hands, her nails on his bare back.
For some reason Talia sobs through her lust. The feel of him entering her, pushing deep inside her sweeping over her completely. She must cling to him, wrap herself around him. Protect him, love him utterly.
As they begin to move together, he thrusting slowly, she rising to meet him and squeezing him as he withdraws, she to push up again as he pushes deep into her over and over. Both whispering words. Words of adoration, of longing, and trust.
Her beautiful smooth legs wrapped tightly around his hips. His lips kissing hers, now her eyes, down her neck, teasing, adoring her full wonderful black nipples.
They moan, groan and gasp from the sheer pleasure of this. The sounds of their wet joining so nice, so arousing.
Both dizzy with emotion. The longing, the wonderful wanting now ebbing away to give its place to love and tender passion.
In some ethereal place, some plain of existence, she looks up at him and once again, pushes the strands of red blond hair from his face. Tears in her eyes laying her cheek against his chest, ‘What have they done to you my love’?
He strokes her hair softly, kissing her forehead, gazing off into space. So long, so far yet here once again.
It is as if they never parted eons ago. The girl and the brave young boy. Both only essence now but together again. Their love has survived the eons of time and many births and deaths but now it is joined again.

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