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This story is owned, copyrighted and written by me. Somewhere in
that past sentence you were supposed to get the idea that stealing this
story is wrong. To clarify, it is. Don't be a jerk, okay?
This story has more sex than I can possibly describe. This story
is also a fantasy story but more of a Lord of the Rings fantasy than a
Red Shoes Diaries kind of fantasy. Oh yeah, there's magic. Those
without imagination can go read about their cheating suburban neighbor.
This story is an act of love in memory of my teenage pursuits of
high adventure, loving friends and a really kick ass sword. It's a
long one but it's all here for you to enjoy in one sitting. Better
yet, it's been approved by Nymphs.
If you like this story, you may enjoy other stories of mine at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ShonRichards/www/
If you REALLY REALLY like it, you might want to write me a note
at shonrichardshsd@earthlink.net Mail tickles me and encourages me to
write more. Yes, I'm shameless that way.
Finally, big thanks go to my editor/lover/bookend Alicia who
understood what this story meant.
The Hero of Delightia
By Shon Richards
"Do you think it looks like a cock, Louis?" Mrs. Sweet asked me.
I squirmed. It was an unusual question to be asked by such a
little old lady. Mrs. Sweet never spoke to anyone in our neighborhood
and no one was sure what exactly she did all day. It was a surprise
when she came by my house and asked me to look at something in her
yard. I thought she had a snake or something. I wasn't expecting
this.
In her yard was a group of purple mushrooms. They were sprouting
out of the grass in a patch six feet long and three feet wide. The
mushrooms glowed in the moonlight and yes; they did look like they were
laid out in the shape of a giant cock.
"Yes ma'am, it does look like a penis," I said.
"Well, isn't that the oddest thing?" she said with a throaty
laugh. "Here, have another glass of lemonade."
I drank the lemonade reluctantly. It was terribly sweet and
rather thick but what was I supposed to do? You can't turn down
lemonade from old ladies. It just wasn't polite.
"Have you ever been married?" Mrs. Sweet asked out of the blue.
"Yes, but only for a year," I said. I did not want to talk about
Charlene. There's not much to say about a gal who ran off with your
supervisor at work. Okay, I could have added that her ass was flat.
"And you don't have any pets?" Mrs. Sweet asked.
I drank some more lemonade. "Nope," I said.
"Any girlfriends?" Mrs. Sweet asked.
That made me laugh. "I work nights at a factory," I said. "You
were lucky to catch me on my night off. It's hard to date when you
have to be in to work by eleven. I'm an adult with a curfew."
I don't know why I was being so open with Mrs. Sweet. It wasn't
any of her business but for some reason, I just answered her questions
without hesitation. It certainly wasn't because I wanted more of her
bad lemonade.
"Your life sucks then?" Mrs. Sweet said.
Ouch. It was bad when the neighborhood spinster says your life
sucks. It was true though. I don't know how it happened, but after I
married my high school sweetheart, and got a job at the broom factory,
my life was officially over. Now the best fun I had was playing
computer games and watching downloaded porn. I drank more of the
terrible lemonade and nodded.
"Good," Mrs. Sweet said. "Go lay down in the mushroom patch."
"Excuse me?" I said but to my surprise, I found myself walking
towards the mushrooms. The glass fell from my hands and I heard the
grass hiss from where the lemonade spilled. My body moved on its own
as it laid down in the wet grass. I couldn't even turn my head as Mrs.
Sweet stood over me. Believe me, once I saw the silver knife in her
hand, I did all I could to move.
"I know this is a bit sudden dear, but time is short," Mrs. Sweet
explained. "The Land has cried out for a cock and you're the best
candidate."
"You're going to cut off my dick?" I yelled.
Her wrinkly face broke into a laugh. "What do you take me for, a
witch? Don't be silly. I'm just going to send you to a much better
place. Oh now, quit screaming."
As soon as she said that, my mouth shut against my will. The
lemonade stuck in my throat and I realized that she must have drugged
it. I was paralyzed as she cut off my clothing with her silver knife.
She hummed as she worked, occasionally laughing to herself over jokes I
didn't understand.
"Oh my, your pants are tougher than Ambrose's," or "I hope the
Land doesn't spit you back out like they did that poor albino boy."
She wasn't putting me at ease as she sawed away every last shred of
clothing. Even my underwear went, I was as bare as a baby. It was a
kinky way to die.
"Six thousand years I've sent men to the Land, and never have I
sent a man with a cock as big as yours," Mrs. Sweet said. "I wish they
were this large when I was a lass but that's how the blood spills I
guess. Are you ready for the big finale?"
I clenched my eyes.
"Big baby," Mrs. Sweet muttered.
There was a sound like thunder and I passed out. I dreamed
Charlene was chasing me with a butcher's knife and that Mrs. Sweet was
trying to fuck me with a giant mushroom. There was lemonade in my
dreams and I remembered chugging it like it was beer. My dreams felt
like they went on for years and years and I was conscious of being
asleep the entire time. To be honest, I wasn't in a hurry to wake up
because I was afraid that if I woke up, that (delete) I would discover
what Mrs. Sweet planned to do with that knife.
I did wake up eventually. The first thing I saw was a beautiful
woman right above me. It took me a moment to realize she was flying,
hovering above my face by only a few inches. The woman was barely a
foot tall and the small butterfly-like wings that sprouted from her
back were even smaller than she was. I was distracted by the thought
that her wings couldn't possibly support her weight, so I didn't
realize a more important fact right away: she was butt-naked.
"Oh! You're finally awake! What's your name?" she said to me.
For such a small body, she had a loud and sultry voice. It reminded me
of late night phone sex commercials.
"Louis," I said. I pinched myself but I didn't wake up. It was
daylight but I could see I wasn't in Mrs. Sweet's yard. Large stones
surrounded me in a circle that made me feel a bit conspicuous. It
didn't help that I was as naked as the little flying lady.
"Louis?" the woman said. "That's not a hero's name! They have
names like Arthur, or Pecos or George the Fucker. Louis is a dull
name. Did your parents not like you? My mother says she loves me but
then she does things like taking away my boyfriends and it makes me
wonder. Sometimes I think she might have stolen me from my real
parents so that she can use me for an evil plan but that wouldn't
explain why we have the same eyes."
She spoke in a non-stop chatter that I had to struggle to keep up
with. It was also hard to look at her without blushing. She might
have been as small as a child's doll but her large breasts, curvy hips
and long legs were all adult. Long curly brown hair flew behind her
face and she had a delicate little patch of brown hair between her
thighs. Her breasts jiggled as she flew around me, bouncing up and
down so much that my naked penis was coming to life despite the
absurdity of the situation.
"Why do you keep looking away?" she asked. "Do you see wolves?
They sometimes come by and threaten us but we beat them off with
sticks. Need me to get you a stick? The one you have is getting
bigger but can you hit things with it? I've never meet a hero before
so I guess it's possible that you can beat wolves with your own cock."
"What are you?" I asked her when she paused for breath.
She flew right up to my face to answer me. I couldn't look away
from her lovely tanned body without her flying back into my view. She
was so close; I could see that she had a silver stud in her nose. I
had to still be dreaming.
"My name is Aleena, Daughter of the Queen of Fairies," she said.
"Pleased to meet you."
Aleena did a bow so deep that I could see her buttocks. Damn,
they were nice and round. I was getting a hard-on for a woman as big
as my hand. There's a joke there somewhere.
"Fairies, you said? How did I get here and where are my
clothes?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I thought you didn't bring any. I
was just waiting for a hero. I didn't know you would be too poor to
have your own. You can wear some of mine. They're a bit small for you
but you could slip my dresses over your cock."
"No thanks," I said. I closed my eyes and wondered if I was
still dreaming. A warm wind blew and I shivered. My feet dug into the
grass and felt the grains of dirt underneath. This dream was too vivid
unless I was just insane.
"Can I touch your cock?" Aleena asked. "I've never touched a
hero's cock before and since the Great Curse, I certainly haven't
touched a warm one."
Yep, I was insane.
"No, you can't touch my cock," I said. I leaned against a rock
and reviewed my plight. This situation was too bizarre to comprehend.
It was obvious that I was having some sort of a breakdown but I
couldn't figure out how to snap out of it. Perhaps if I worked my way
through this nonsense, I could figure out what kind of a delusion I was
suffering from. I asked her how she knew I was a hero.
"Oh, story-time!" Aleena said. She clapped her hands and then
stood very straight, as if she was giving a speech. All I noticed was
that she was pushing her breasts forward.
"Long ago, the Queen of Delightia had a fight with her husband.
It was a terrible fight and in the end, she kicked him out of her bed.
The queen became frigid and no longer liked sex. Because the queen is
the heart and soul of Delightia, the land became frigid as well."
"All the males in Delightia, from Fairies to Bad Wolves to Giants
to Wizards, were affected by her curse. Their cocks grew as cold as
the queen's heart. They could still get them hard but they felt like
ice inside their women. No woman could stand the cold cocks so no one
was having sex any more."
"Then one day, the Wise Witch of Organ Mountain cast a mighty
spell. She brought forth a hero from a distant land. This hero was
named Arthur, and his cock wasn't affected by the curse at all. The
hero and his fairy guide traveled all the way to the queen's castle.
He fucked the queen with his hot cock and she liked sex again. Her
curse lifted from Delightia, the hero got a big shiny sword and the
fairy got her heart's desire."
"Ever since then, when a new queen is mad at her husband, the
curse comes back. The queens themselves can't help it any more. Even
if the queen stops being mad at her husband, the curse continues. The
only cure is to be fucked well with a hot cock and until then, the
entire kingdom suffers. Because of this, the Fairies maintain a vigil
at the spot where the first hero showed up. When a new hero arrives,
the fairy who was keeping watch becomes the hero's guide and they have
lots of great adventures and then he fucks the queen."
I started laughing. Cool, it really was a wet dream. If I was
insane then this was the way I wanted to go.
"All right fairy guide, take me to your queen. Is she hot?"
Aleena frowned. "No, she's frigid. Haven't you been listening?"
"Yes, yes, she's frigid. My mistake. Can we go now?"
"Silly hero, we can't go yet! We have to do something more
important first!"
I sighed. "Fine, what do we do first?"
"We have to go tell my mother! She's going to be so jealous!"
So we went to see her mother. Aleena floated in front of me as
she led the way and I have to say, my fairy had a fine ass. It was a
tiny ass but man it was all good.
On the walk to the fairy home, I found my hallucination to be
terribly realistic. There were rocks in the grass that hurt my feet
and the sun was making me sweat. The trees had a smell that was unlike
anything I had ever experienced, a lot like pine but spicier. My
stomach was also growling which bothered me. If it wasn't for the
sight of my little friend, I would have never suspected I was nuts.
The fairy village was bigger than I had expected. It was a field
of tiny houses surrounding one big tree. Some of the houses had little
pools complete with diving boards. Fairies poured out of the houses
when I walked into town and I felt even more naked under their staring
eyes. The female fairies tended to giggle while the male fairies just
glared at me. I found myself looking at the male fairies' dicks to see
if I could see the curse in action.
"Mother! I found a hero!" Aleena yelled.
Halfway up the tree was a small castle. It hung there like some
sort of weird birdhouse. A gorgeous fairy woman came flying out of it,
attended by dozens of scowling fairies wielding tiny swords. The woman
flew beside Aleena and frowned. On top of her auburn head I saw a tiny
gold crown.
"Aleena! What nonsense are you talking about now?" her mother
said.
"I found a hero!" Aleena proclaimed. She flew around me
excitedly while she spoke. "He was in the summoning circle and he was
naked and everything. His cock is really big and I'm going to be his
fairy guide and get my own kingdom with a bigger tree!"
Her mother just glared at me. I tried not to stare back. She
was as pretty as her daughter and once again I was getting hard. A
little embarrassed, I covered my groin as best I could with my hands.
"Hi," I said.
"Louis, meet my mother, Queen Jara," Aleena said. "She's the
Queen of the Fairies but not the same queen I'm going to take you to so
don't try to fuck my mother okay?"
"Hi," I said again.
Queen Jara looked at me with a nasty frown that turned into a
nastier smile.
"Daughter, I think you may have made a mistake," she said. "How
do we know he's not just a woodman trying to pass himself off as a
hero?"
"Oh mother!" Aleena pouted. "You're just saying that because you
don't want me to leave Fairytown. I'm two hundred and twenty years
old; I should be free to go anywhere I want! I found him and I get to
be his fairy guide and get whatever I want from the Queen of the Land
and you can't stop me!"
Queen Jara was still smiling wickedly. "I'm not arguing the Law,
Daughter. I just don't believe he's a hero. Look at him. Does he
look like the type to slay dragons or wrestle giants? He'll just get
squished like the guy Mabella's hero."
"Someone got squished?" I asked.
A redheaded fairy with a slender waist nodded her head
vigorously. "Yeah, he sure did," she said with enthusiasm. "I had to
bathe for a week to get his insides out of my hair."
That sounded bad. I was already having doubts about being insane
so I didn't see any reason to push it, you know? Even if I was
hallucinating, I didn't want to hallucinate getting smashed into little
bits.
"Maybe your mother is right and I'm not a hero," I said to
Aleena.
She stomped her foot in midair. "You are too! Check his cock,
Mother. It's hot and everything!"
Queen Jara flew down to my crotch. I was still covering it with
my hands. She looked up at me said, "Open up big man so we can get
this over with."
I let go of my cock and it pulsed in front of her. The Fairies
started snickering but I couldn't tell what they were laughing about.
My cock was hard and pointing upwards as the small queen floated
closer. She ran a tiny hand over my ridge, petting along a vein.
"Kama's tits!" Queen Jara exclaimed. "He is hot! His cock is
the warmest I've felt in years!"
Some of her male guards went back to glaring at me and shuffling
defensively.
"See?" Aleena said. "I told you he was a hero. Only a hero can
have a cock that isn't cold from the curse. Now I'm going to travel
with him to distant lands and help fight terrible beasts until we get
our rewards!"
The queen was not so easily deprived of her daughter. "I'm truly
sorry Aleena, but this man could never be the hero. I believe he is
impotent."
"What?" I said. Okay, going nuts I could handle but having my
masculinity questioned by tiny women was too much.
"He's impotent?" Aleena said. "How can you tell?"
"Oh, a woman knows these things," Queen Jara said. "Am I not
right my people?"
The other hundred or so Fairies nodded in agreement with their
queen.
"So you see, he's impotent and he won't be able to help the Queen
of the Land," Queen Jara said. "It's for the best anyway. As weak as
he looks, he would most likely get killed by the first wild beast you
find."
Oh yeah, I forgot about that part. "It's true, Aleena. I'm
impotent."
"Shit!" Aleena said. "Just my luck!"
"Well now that we have that settled, we can go on with our day,"
Queen Jara said. "The punishment for outsiders seeing our village is
death. Guards, kill the human."
A flurry of armed Fairies flew up at me. I held out my hands and
one of the little bastards cut me. It hurt too damned fucking much for
a dream I might add! I looked at my hand and didn't like the shallow
but painful slash on my palm. As badly as it hurt, I knew then that I
needed to take this world seriously. Real or not, it could still hurt.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" I yelled. "I'm not impotent!
Don't hurt me!"
"Ha!" Aleena said. "He was just lying. Heroes do that all the
time!"
Queen Jara flew up to my face. "Prove it," she said.
"How the fuck am I going to do that?" I demanded.
"Masturbate," she said simply. "Right here, in front of ALL of
us. Prove your manhood and I'll accept you as a hero."
"Fine!" I snapped but when I grabbed my cock, I went limp! It
was all those damn Fairies looking at me. I felt like a pervert
touching myself in front of an audience. Even with my eyes closed, I
couldn't shake the feeling that an entire village was looking at me.
"Just what I thought," Queen Jara said.
"You've got to give him a chance, Mother!" Aleena said. "Let me
take him into the bushes or something. No one could get it up in
public like this. Well, maybe Uncle Gerhan but he doesn't count."
A fairy male with a hard-on agreed. "It's true, it's true. I am
a pervert."
"Very well," Queen Jara said. "I will give your eunuch one last
chance. Go over behind the Widow's Tree and see if he is a real man.
If he doesn't spill his seed by Sundown, his blood will spill instead."
"Yeah!" Aleena said. "Come on Louis, bring your cock and let's
get to work!"
The Widow's Tree was huge. Made of black bark and easily ten
feet wide, I was completely hidden away from the fairy town. Some of
the guards flew close to the tree to make sure I didn't run away but
once I was on the other side I didn't notice them at all. The name of
the tree was a bit ominous so I asked Aleena about it.
"Did someone die here?" I asked.
Aleena laughed. "No, silly. This is where the Fairies come to
have affairs. It's called Widow's Tree because Widow Peeta once fucked
an entire squad of guards here. Even a big hero like you can have
privacy here."
I sat down and leaned against the tree. Aleena floated down in
front of me and waited. She didn't quite get the idea of privacy.
"Could you turn around please?" I asked. "I doubt I'll be able
to do it with you looking at me."
"Oh! Right!" she said. Aleena spun around and once again I was
looking straight at her perfect ass. My cock grew just looking at it.
Her wings fluttered slowly and with each flutter, her buttocks
clenched. This was going to be easier than I thought.
"Ouch!" I yelled as soon as I gripped my cock.
"What's wrong?" Aleena asked. She spun around and her breasts
did that jiggle again.
"It's this damn cut!" I said. I held up my hand so she could see
how it cut all the way across my palm. "It stings too much for me to
hold anything."
"Use your other hand," she said.
"I was going to," I said. "Turn back around please."
Aleena did as I asked and I tried my left hand. It was
impossible. I had spent years jacking off with my right hand and I
lacked the coordination to change now. Ever since Charlene left me,
I've been getting in more "right-hand" practice than I probably should.
I tried for ten minutes but it was too frustrating.
"Fuck it!" I snapped.
"What's the matter?" Aleena asked.
"It's too hard!" I said.
"I thought it was supposed to be hard!" Aleena replied.
"No, I mean I can't do it with my left hand," I said. "It just
feels too weird. Hell, I have to concentrate just going up and down.
I'm never going to get off like this."
Aleena turned around and looked at my sagging cock. "It's not
fair! You're my only way out from my mother! You've got to jack off,
you just got to! What kind of a man are you?"
"What? You think you can do better?" I yelled back.
A big smile spread on her face. "That's a great idea! Just rest
your hands and I'll do all the work!"
My face blushed but my cock surged at the idea. It was wrong on
so many levels but then so had been the past twenty-four hours. Who
was I to argue any more?
Aleena flew down to my thigh and her weight was non-existent.
She patted my cock and ran her hands over the veins and wrinkles of my
cock. Gently she kissed the mushroom tip of my cock and I could barely
feel her tiny tongue on my skin. I might not have felt it, but I
certainly saw it and my cock throbbed at the erotic sight.
"Wow, you really are hot," Aleena said. "You have no idea how
much the curse has changed cocks. They all feel like ice, or are as
cold as a winter's wind. This is really nice. I could just snuggle up
with your cock and wrap myself all around it."
I groaned at the thought and the flirting fairy laughed.
"Oh you like that?" she teased. My cock throbbed and nearly
knocked her over. She took flight and hovered above my cock. Seeing
my cock right next to her small body made me feel really, really hung.
"Let's see how I can do this," Aleena said. She sat on the tip
of my cock and her pubic hair tickled me. Her legs folded around the
ring of my tip but her wings kept fluttering to keep her upright. She
placed her hands flat on my cock and rubbed herself against my tip.
Back and forth she humped, leaving a small trail of her juices onto my
cock.
"Shit," I groaned and my hands clutched the grass beside me.
There was no way I could enter her but I could feel how wet she was. I
could also see how much it excited her. Her tiny nipples were so stiff
and her waist rolled as she moved against my tip. My cock was pinned
by her tanned thighs and her heels dug into my shaft. Aleena's mouth
was open as she humped me, moaning in her sexy voice as she ground
against me.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh OH!" she cried. Her thighs tightened around
my cock and I moaned with her. She shook all over and her wings speed
up like a hummingbird's when she climaxed. Her long brown hair flew
around her body from the beating of her wings and she looked like a
model in a rock video. I watched as her long torso arched her breasts
forward and I was tempted to reach out and touch one.
She caught my eye and laughed.
"Sorry about that," she said. "I know we're supposed to be
getting you off, but your cock was so warm, I couldn't help myself."
"It's okay," I said between clenched teeth. I was too turned on
to complain.
"I can honestly say I've never had a cock as big as yours,"
Aleena giggled. She leaned forward until her front was pressed against
me cock. With her thighs still wrapped around my tip, her face was in
my own brown pubic hair. She ran her hand through my curly hair,
laughing as I groaned and shifted. My cock twitched as she kissed the
base of my cock and she laughed as it lifted her entire body.
"Careful hero, you might knock me flat on my ass with this
thing," she said and that only made me throb more. She rode my
twitching cock, laughing and squeezing tighter as my member pulsed
under her.
"Let's try something different," Aleena said as she shifted
positions. She turned around and planted her feet in my pubic hair.
She leaned against my cock and bent her knees until she was lying face
down on the tip of my cock. Her breasts smashed flat against me and I
could feel the hard points of her nipples. I groaned again as I felt
her wet sex dripping onto me. Aleena wrapped her arms and thighs
around my cock and hugged me to her fantastic body. She was as tight
as my hand but infinitely far more desirable.
Aleena beat her wings and she began to move. With short sensuous
strokes she masturbated me with her body. I watched as her ass
clenched, her buttocks tightening with each stroke. She was draped
over my cock, clinging to me with all her strength. I ached for the
slippery warmth of a pussy but this was the next best thing. Her whole
body was centered on my cock and I could feel every part of her where
we touched. From her stiff nipples to her strong thighs to her silky
curly hair, my cock enjoyed it all.
"I'm going to come," I groaned.
She pulled back on my cock till I was pointing straight up in the
air. Aleena kept humping me and we both watched as my semen shot up
out of my cock. I splattered myself but I splattered her worse.
Entire streams of my seed landed on her and her nutmeg skin. The truth
be told, the sight of her getting plastered with my semen only made me
groan louder. It went beyond facial and into something we didn't have
words for. A body?
"Sorry," I said without meaning it.
"Sorry for what?" Aleena said. She unwound her body from my cock
and started scooping my semen into her hands. "This is great! I can't
wait to show Mother!"
I never had a woman say that before.
I cleaned myself as best I could and walked back to the town.
Queen Jara was out of objections and she had to accept that her
daughter was the fairy guide for the new hero. The two had a tearful
parting, which wasn't too tearful to me because Aleena was still
covered in come and no one seemed to mind. Queen Jara gave her
daughter a fine send-off speech and told her that the fairy people
would remember her forever.
As for me, Queen Jara only had one thing to say.
"If my daughter comes to any harm while guiding you, I shall hunt
you down and mount your balls on my castle wall."
It was embarrassing to be threatened by such a tiny woman but I
believed her. Luckily I didn't need to say anything because Aleena was
in a hurry to go. She flew to my shoulder and sat down.
"Okay we love you all!" Aleena said. "Quick," she whispered to
me. "Start walking and let's get out of here before Mother thinks of a
new test."
I wasted no time following her. We walked for hours in the
remaining sunlight pausing only to let Aleena wash off my come in a
stream. She showed me what berries I could eat in the strange forest.
There were weird varieties like Nippleberry, Strawcocks, and
Bluebuttocks. The Nippleberries were sweet, the Bluebuttocks were firm
and filling while the Strawcocks were too salty for me to eat.
We also stopped to get some cream from a strange little plant
that was shaped liked a blue banana. Aleena had me squeeze the banana
part till the cream came out of the top that she then spread on my cut
palm. In seconds, the cut healed till it was nothing but a scar. It
was a handy little plant even if it did look a little perverted.
I slept under a large oak tree with Aleena curled in the crook of
my neck. It was a warm spring night and I wasn't cold at all despite
being nude. Sleep came to me easily and as naturally as if I were in
my own bed.
Waking up was a different matter. My body was sore from sleeping
on the ground and I was shivering from the morning dew. My thighs were
sore, my back ached and my neck was unbearably stiff. That was the
precise moment when I knew I wasn't insane and that I really was in
some sort of weird fantastic world. There's nothing like a sore neck
to make to believe in reality.
"Aleena, I'm going to need some clothes," I said while she
gathered Nippleberries. "I can't exactly meet a queen in the buff."
My guide scratched her head. "I don't know any big people. This
is my first time away from home. Can't you just make some?"
I laughed until something she said bothered me. "If this is the
first time you've been away from home, then how do you know how to get
to the queen?"
"Silly hero, we just find a road and follow it," Aleena said.
"All roads lead to the queen. It just makes sense."
This is the kind of logic I had to deal with. Aleena felt that
as long as we kept moving, then things would just happen. I asked her
if it was that easy, why did I need a fairy guide? When she couldn't
come up with an answer, she got huffy and stopped talking to me.
We walked for hours until we came across the thumping sounds of
axes hitting wood. Aleena slipped out of her bad mood with the
excitement of meeting new people. I had visions of burly ax-wielding
men looking at me naked and I felt a bit of prudence might be best.
"Aleena, why don't you go to the woodcutters and ask if they have
any spare clothes?" I said. "I'll wait here in the bushes."
She looked at me funny. "Why are you hiding? Are we going to
ambush them and steal their stuff?"
"Good grief, no," I said. "Why would I do that?"
"That's what heroes do right?" she said. "They sneak up on
people, bonk their heads and take their stuff. That's what Jack did
when he ran off with the Giant's wife."
"What kind of heroes do you guys have?" I said.
"The sexy ones," Aleena said. She zipped off before she could
see me blush. It had been so long since my divorce, I forgot how
compliments could feel.
I hid in the bushes with a smile on my face. That smile dropped
when I heard the sound of running feet. It sounded like a stampede and
it was coming right for me! I laid flat in the bushes and hoped they
wouldn't find me.
"Here he is! I found him!" Aleena said above me. "He was just
being shy!"
I lifted my head and saw that people were parting the bushes
above me. They were dirty and wearing ragged clothes made of coarse
furs. It took me a moment to look through their sweat and dirt and
realize they were all women! I stood up slowly and counted eight of
them. They were all gals and they were all carrying axes.
"Kama's pussy hairs!" one of them exclaimed. "The fairy was
right. He is buck naked!"
I covered myself but again, I was too late. My erection had
returned and wasn't easy to hide with just my hands. One of the older
women covered the eyes of a younger woman who may have been her
daughter.
"I'm sorry ladies, my clothes were stolen," I said.
They weren't paying attention. All of them were looking at my
crotch. When I snapped my fingers to get their attention, their leader
looked me in the eyes while the rest kept staring.
"Sorry about that," she said. "My name is Gretah. The fairy
said you were a hero and we were a bit curious." She took off her cap
and wiped her brow. Long blonde hair spilled loose around her face,
framing her in gold. I found myself in a very forgiving mood.
"My name is Louis," I said. "It's okay, I'm sure you must be
very curious about my cock."
I groaned after I said that. Curious about my cock? Had I just
lost all of my social skills over the years?
"Of course we are," Gretah said. "It's not every day we get to
see a hero's cock. Would you mind moving your hands so we can look
better?"
"Umm, I guess not," I said. I moved my hands and the ladies
actually crowded closer.
"It's a big one, isn't it?" Aleena said.
All of the ladies nodded. "Could we touch it?" Gretah asked.
"We don't mean to be rude, but it's been so long since we've had a warm
one."
I looked at the pretty women surrounding my cock and pretended to
think about it. "Since there is a curse and all . . ."
They didn't need any further encouragement. One by one, they
took a firm grip of my cock. Some of them just squeezed, while others
gave me a quick tug before releasing. I tried not to groan but when
Gretah ran her thumb over my tip, I couldn't help moaning.
"See there, Hanna, that's what cocks used to be like before the
curse," Gretah said, addressing one of the younger ladies. "If this
brave hero can melt the queen, then we won't have to chop so much
damned wood."
"What does my cock have to do with chopping wood?" I asked.
Aleena giggled but the woodcutters actually blushed. Gretah was
brave enough to explain.
"Once our husbands were cursed, we started using other methods of
satisfaction," she said. Gretah reached into a pouch and produced a
thick dildo made of wood. All of the other ladies showed me theirs as
well. One thing I noticed right away was that all of their dildos
looked incredibly worn.
"Plus, chopping wood releases a lot of sexual tension," Gretah
said. All of the ladies nodded in agreement. "Of course, all that
will change once you fuck the queen."
"Well, it's the least I can do," I said. "Speaking of which,
could I borrow some clothes? I can't fuck the queen if I catch
pneumonia."
"I would be honored if you took my clothes," Gretah said. She
started to take off her shirt when one of the other women objected.
"Wait a minute," the other woodcutter said. "Where's the hurry?
I mean, he's got a warm cock. Why put clothes on him now?"
"Johanna Miller, what are you suggesting?" Gretah snapped. "That
we detain this hero from his great quest just to have a warm cock
between our legs? Are we to fuck him one by one in these bushes just
to satisfy our carnal urges? Or maybe you just want to pass him around
like a slave while everyone watches and uses their own wooden cocks?
How can you even suggest that we delay him from saving the kingdom just
for a massive orgy?"
"Don't be too hard on her," I said. "I know I have a great quest
to do but I don't have to get back to it right away."
"Slut," Aleena said. I think she was talking to me.
"No, no, we won't hear of it," Gretah said. "Your duty to the
queen is more important than our simple needs. I am ashamed that my
friends have even made the offer. It would be best if we left right
now so and went back to our husbands but we can't just leave you here
naked. I would give you my clothes but then when I return to the
village, they will question why I am naked and then discover you are
here. We woodcutters might be able to restrain ourselves but I can not
vouch for the rest of the women."
"Why don't you give him your clothes and we'll go back to the
village and get you some clothes from your home?" Johanna suggested.
Gretah struggled with the idea. "Yes, that might be best. The
rest of you should leave now before temptation clouds your judgment."
Reluctantly the other woodcutters left. Hell, I was just as
reluctant. Aleena was the only one happy with the arrangement. The
women kept looking back at my crotch until they were out of sight.
"Finally. I thought they would never leave," Gretah sighed. She
whipped off her shirt and to unveil the most amazing set of heavy
breasts. They were glistening from the sweat of her woodcutting and I
wanted to lick them dry. Her biceps were equally as huge and I
wondered if all the woodcutters were that Amazonian. Sadly, I would
never know.
She took off her pants next and that was when I realized I should
look away. My back was to her, which was why I didn't see her until
she reached around for my cock from behind. I groaned as her firm grip
took a hold of me and I kept groaning when I felt the hard points of
her nipples poking my back.
"Hey! I thought you said he had a noble quest to do!" Aleena
snapped.
"He does," Gretah said as she kept stroking me. "I knew his
quest was too important to stop for all of us."
"But not too important for one friendly woodcutter?" I said.
"I knew you would understand!" Gretah said. She spun me around
and me pushed me to the ground. I hit the ground hard but Gretah was
already straddling me before I could complain. She climbed over my
body and pinned my shoulders to the ground with one powerful hand. Her
other hand was around my cock, guiding me up towards her.
"Are you okay?" Aleena asked by my face.
"Sure," I grunted. Gretah slipped me inside her and I was amazed
by how wet she was. Her pussy was tight and it clenched me hungrily
while I pushed inside her. The look of pleasure on her face was pure
and uninhibited.
"I guess it really has been a long time," I said.
She ignored me. Gretah's fingers sunk into my shoulders as she
humped me with wild abandon. Back and forth like a machine she fucked
me. Well, she fucked my cock. I don't think she even knew I was
there.
"Kama's tits!" she cried. "No splinters! And it bends!"
I tried to enjoy myself but it was hard. She was so intent on
her pleasure, she barely acknowledged me. Her lovely breasts bounced
in front of me and I grabbed both of them in my hands but she didn't
react. Yes, it was fun to squeeze soft tits that were covered in
sweat, but a little eye contact might have been nice. I felt less like
a lover and more like a superior sex toy.
"I'm coming!" Gretah declared after just a few moments. Normally
I would have been proud of myself for such a quick climax but instead I
was just disappointed. I knew for sure that any cock would have been
just as good for her. She was grinding my pelvis so hard, I could feel
craters forming in the dirt under my ass.
Aleena flew up to Gretah's face and waved her hands in front of
Gretah's eyes. The horny woodcutter didn't even see her. My fairy
guide grabbed some of Gretah's long blonde hair and tugged, but it had
no effect either.
"Wow, this land does need a hero!" Aleena said.
"Or it needs someone to invent to vibrators," I groaned. I let
go of Gretah's breasts and put my hands under my head. It wasn't like
she needed me to pay attention.
Gretah came a couple of more times before Aleena said, "I hear
someone coming!" She flew up and looked over the trees. "Your friends
are coming back!"
That got Gretah's attention. "Fuck!" she swore. She jumped off
of my cock and gathered up her clothes. Before I could stand, she was
tossing them at me.
"Hurry! If they see you still here and guess what we were doing,
they'll insist on their turn!"
She didn't have to warn me twice. The idea of being jumped by a
group of horny women had its appeal until I got a taste of the reality.
I had a feeling that this is how women feel when a guy jumps their
bones. I got her clothes on me in record time and started running in
the opposite direction from the woodcutters.
"Watch out for the Wolf!" Gretah yelled.
"Don't you mean wolves?" I yelled back.
"Goodness, no!" she yelled. "One is bad enough!"
I ran as fast as I could until I became winded. Aleena had no
such problems with her wings. She kept up with me easily even though
she was giggling.
"You didn't see anybody out there, did you?" I asked.
"Nope," she said. "Why? Did you want to stay?"
"No way," I said. "That had to be the worst sex I ever had.
This hero business might not be so grand after all."
She floated down to my crotch. "Want me to make you feel like a
hero again?"
"Tempting but no," I said. "Give me time to heal recover first.
Why don't you tell me more about the previous heroes while we walk?"
Aleena had a lot of stories but never the complete tales. She
knew that a hero named Arthur came to this world and won his fairy
guide a lake, but she didn't know what he got in return. There was the
story of Jesse and how he requested to have the fastest hands in the
world but Aleena didn't know anything about the Three Headed Naga he
had to wrestle first. All of the stories were sketchy at best but they
had one common theme: the man with the cock from Earth was the only one
who could woo the queen out of her curse.
It was getting dark and I didn't relish the idea of sleeping on
the grass again. Aleena had found more Nippleberries for us to eat so
at least I wouldn't starve but I was craving some sort of meat. My
cock was feeling better but I wasn't in the mood to let Aleena
masturbate me again so soon after Gretah's attack. It was my second
day in Delightia and I was almost as miserable as I had been back home.
"Greetings traveler," said a voice behind us. I jumped. Aleena
jumped even higher. I turned and saw something I had come to expect
here: a very beautiful woman.
Okay, beautiful was an understatement. She had long raven black
hair that helped her blend in with the approaching dusk. Her eyes were
the largest I had ever seen on a woman, a deep and piercing blue. All
she had on was a gray dress that was too tattered to cover her lovely
body. Her abundant breasts were spilling out of the top while her firm
thighs were hardly covered at all by the shortness of the dress. She
looked poorer than I did yet she carried far more confidence.
"Hello," I said. "My name is Louis, and this is my friend,
Aleena."
Aleena was still a bit frightened and was hiding behind my head.
She was leaning around my ear to look at our visitor and I could feel
her breast press against my ear. It was strangely erotic and my cock
throbbed from the contact. To my embarrassment, the stranger's eyes
flickered to my crotch when I throbbed. Those big eyes of hers didn't
miss a thing.
"Hello Louis, my name is Rena," the woman said and I loved the
way her voice purred. "It's getting dark. Would you like to stay at
my place tonight?"
Wow. Women were forward in this world. "I would love to," I
said.
"Follow," she said simply and then she turned and walked off.
As we followed, I whispered to Aleena. "Listen, please don't
tell Rena that I am a hero. It would be nice to not get assaulted
tonight."
"You can trust me," Aleena whispered. She stayed on my shoulder
and sat down. It was strange to have a tiny nude ass on my shoulder
but no stranger than anything else that had happened today.
Rena lead us to a creek and then to a small cave by the creek.
There was a large boulder cover the entrance of the cave and I watched
in amazement as she rolled it out of the way. Her dress was in shreds
on the back and I could see all of her back muscles flexing as she
rolled the boulder. I wondered if she was a woodcutter too.
"Come on," Rena said. "I've got some rabbit left over from
earlier."
That was good enough for me. I ducked into her cave and I was
taken aback by how large it was. There were almost no furnishings but
she did have a lot of animal skins on the floor for rugs. A flickering
lamp provided the only illumination but it was a pretty cozy place all
in all.
"Why did she roll the boulder behind her?" Aleena whispered in my
ear.
"She's just closing the door," I whispered back. "Remember what
Gretah said, there was a wolf wondering around. Rena is just being
safe."
"Louis is right," Rena said from the other side of the cave. "It
is very dangerous in these woods at night."
"Wow, you have good hearing," I said.
"The better to hear lost people," she said with a smile.
I laughed. "Is this the part where I mention how big your eyes
are?"
Rena came closer with a slow sexy walk. "If you like. Are my
eyes big?"
"The biggest," I responded. "I think I'm supposed to comment on
your teeth."
She was standing by me now and I realized she was a little taller
than me. "My teeth? I'm not sure I know this flirting game. What's
special about my teeth?"
"It's my mistake," I said. "See, where I come from, there's a
story about a wolf that disguises himself as a grandmother to trick a
little girl. The comments about eyes and teeth are where the girl
figures out it isn't her grandmother."
Rena frowned and then started laughing. "Who would want to eat a
little girl? There's much more meat on full grown men."
"Louis! She's not a woman!" Aleena yelled.
"What do you mean she's not a woman?" I asked and that was when
Rena began to change. Her jaw lengthened and formed into a muzzle.
Hair sprang all over her body as claws formed over her fingernails. I
backed away from her and she only laughed, whipping off her tattered
dress to let me see her powerful body. A tail emerged from her ass and
I stared at it as it swished behind her legs. She still had the shape
of a woman but she was also a wolf.
"Foolish man," Rena growled. "The woodcutter did warn you."
She sprang towards me and there was nowhere to hide. The wolf
was on top of me, and I briefly thought about how similar this was to
when Gretah fucked me. I struggled and tried to get her off of me but
she was ten times more powerful than a normal woman. It looked like my
doom had finally come.
"Wait!" Aleena said, as the wolf was about to bite me. "You
can't eat him, he's got to fuck the queen!"
The wolf laughed. "So? If she's willing to have ice between her
legs that's her problem, not mine."
"You don't understand!" Aleena said. "He's a hero. His cock is
as hot as flesh."
The wolf looked at me and I nodded. Rena paused and ducked her
head down to my crotch. She started sniffing and I heard her breath
stop in surprise.
"I smell a woman here, and she had a good sex!" Rena exclaimed.
"How is that possible?"
"I'm from another land where the curse doesn't reach," I said.
"According to Aleena, if I can unthaw the queen, then the curse will go
away."
Rena jumped off of me. "Really? That would be great! Oh, how I
miss running with the Fenri brothers! We used to run so many times a
day in the summer!"
She stopped talking and looked at me in a way I had become
familiar with. "So, your cock is warm you said?"
"Yes. Yes, it is," I said. "And no, I'm not fucking you."
"Yeah!" Aleena said. I think my fairy had a jealous streak.
Rena got down on the ground by my feet and pressed her cheek on
my foot. "Please, please, please! I'm sorry I wanted to eat you.
I've been eating a lot lately to get my mind off of sex."
I wasn't comfortable with having a wolf-woman groveling at my
feet, but the idea wasn't completely abhorrent either. My cock was
responding and there was no denying that I was interested. On the
other hand, she was a two-legged wolf complete with hair and a tail. I
wasn't that horny.
"Look, I'm sorry that it's been awhile for you, but I'm afraid
we're two different races. I'm a man and you've got a tail."
Rena looked up at me with those big blue eyes. "Is that all? I
can change back. You didn't seem to mind my other form."
I couldn't deny that. Rena shifted back to human and even though
I knew she was some sort of a werewolf, I still found her hot. Her
powerful body was nude since she had thrown off the dress and I
couldn't help but stare at her firm ass and powerful thighs. She was
rubbing her cheek on my shoes, trying to appease me and it was
certainly working.
"You are an attractive lady." I said.
"You are such a slut!" Aleena snapped. Again, I think she was
talking to me.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Rena growled and she jumped to
her feet. Without another word, she reached for my pants and started
tugging them down.
"Hey now!" I said. I pushed her hands away and felt a weird urge
to get a rolled-up newspaper. "If we're going to have sex, we're going
to do it right."
Rena frowned. "I know how to do it right. The cock goes inside
me here."
She fingered her hairy pussy and I had to close my eyes to keep
from staring. "That's true but I would really appreciate some foreplay
first. Ever since I came here, women have been grabbing my crotch like
it was a free meal."
She stopped playing with herself. "Foreplay? But there are only
three of us. Do we need to get the woodcutter?"
Aleena giggled. I ignored her and took Rena's hand. I sat her
down on the furs beside me so that we were facing each other.
"No, foreplay is what we call the game before sex," I explained.
"It's the kissing and touching and other fun things that make sex
better."
Rena frowned. "Like when the Fenri brothers sniff my tail? That
seems to get them excited."
Aleena giggled. "Yeah, sniff her tail Louis."
I ignored her. "Maybe it's best if I show you. But remember, no
biting."
I reached for Rena's head and pulled her to my lips. I kissed
her lips carefully, fully aware that she could rip my throat out.
Something must have gone right because it wasn't long before she was
kissing me back. Her hands reached for my head and kept me pinned to
her lips as she explored me with her tongue. She was a great kisser
and the best part was that she didn't have dog breath like I had
expected.
"Wow, this is much better than sniffing tails," Rena said. Her
cheeks were flushed and her heavy breathing was emphasizing her lovely
breasts.
"Let's see if you like this, too," I said. I leaned down and
took one of her nipples into my lips. Her nipple was already hard but
when I flicked my tongue over it, Rena clutched my hair and gasped. My
lips opened and I took more of her breast into my mouth, sucking and
licking hard while Rena wriggled in my arms. It was my first taste of
a breast in years and I licked to my heart's content.
"The other one, the other one!" Rena cried. "Lick my other teat
too!"
So I did. On a whim, I bit her breast and Rena howled with
pleasure. Her howl gave me chills but it also turned me. I bit down
harder, sinking my teeth into a soft breast that tasted like salt,
forest and woman.
When I was out of breath, I pulled away from her with her nipple
still in my teeth. Her nipple popped from my lips and Rena groaned
with satisfaction.
"Can we fuck now? Please!" Rena said.
"Not yet," I said. I was enjoying this. Sex was nice but it
took coming to another world to fully appreciate foreplay. "Lay down
and spread your legs."
Rena was confused but she did as I asked. If we weren't going to
fuck, then why ask her to spread her legs? She was too aroused to
care. Rena reclined on the furs and spread her thighs for me. I
started kissing her calves and slowly worked my way up to her thighs.
Her muscles were so firm and tight that I could feel them quiver under
my lips. She was immensely strong and knowing that she was a slave to
my kisses just heightened my own excitement.
Eventually I kissed my way to her sex and I couldn't help
smiling. Rena's breathing was hard and I knew that she had guessed
where my kisses were going next. I waited a few seconds to let her
anticipation build and then I dipped my mouth into her tangled pubic
fur.
God, it felt good to lick pussy again. It was even better to
lick someone who enjoyed it as much as I did. My tongue opened her
lips and began lapping like a cat at her sweet juices. Rena's thighs
threatened to close and I placed my hands firmly on her thighs. She
could have closed my head in a vise if she wanted to, so it was
especially erotic to feel her thigh muscles clenching under my fingers.
"Much, much, much better than sniffing tails," Rena moaned and I
had to agree. My mouth sealed over her sex till until my face was half
covered in pubic hair. I licked. I nibbled. I played with her
clitoris with my tongue and then ignored it when her thrashings reached
a fevered peak. My mouth was out of practice but when it comes to
performing oral sex, you never really forget. I let my mouth guide me,
licking where she was the sweetest, tasting all of her and sucking her
clitoris whenever the mood struck.
"Yes!" Rena growled. One hand was on my head while the other
hand was on my shoulder. She kept pulling my head down until I was
almost choking on her sex but I didn't mind. It felt good to be
desired and I rewarded her with more intense licking.
With a growl Rena climaxed. I knew she climaxed because she
howled her pleasure and her fingernails lengthened painfully against my
shoulder. She cut deep gouges into me as she came; deep enough that I
had to stop licking as I winced in pain.
"Hey! You hurt him you stupid bitch!" Aleena yelled.
I looked over at my fairy to tell her I was all right but the
words choked in my mouth. She was sitting on one of the furs with her
legs spread and her hands between her legs. Aleena had been watching
and masturbating!
"I'm sorry," Rena whimpered. "It just felt so good that I forgot
myself."
"It's okay," I said. After years of putting up with my ex-wife's
bitchy behavior, I couldn't stay mad at a really contrite woman for
long. "I'm just glad you climaxed."
She broke into a sly smile. "Yes. I came and came and you
haven't even put your cock in me yet! Take off your pants, I haven't
even seen you yet."
"Yeah, take them off," Aleena groaned as she masturbated faster.
I laughed. My back still sore, I stood up and untied the cord
that held my pants. The trousers fell away and I stepped out of them
in the flickering lantern light. My cock was only half erect, probably
still in shock from Rena's sharp claws.
"You are beautiful," Rena said. "May I touch him?"
"Please do," I sighed. I sat back down and Rena carefully
reached for my cock. Her fingers wrapped around me gently and it
occurred to me that this wolf was much more tender than the human
woodcutter had been. She stroked me softly, petting my cock like a
pet.
"Is there any foreplay games we can play with your cock?" Rena
asked.
"Remember what I did with my mouth? You can do the same with
your lips. Just remember, no teeth."
Rena nodded and bent down to my lap. Her long black hair spilled
over my thighs, tickling me with its softness. I couldn't see her but
I could feel her tongue take one long lick along the length of my cock.
Rena repeated the motion along the other side of my cock, never trying
to take me inside her mouth. Perhaps I should have corrected her but I
didn't care. Her tongue sent shivers down my spine with each long
lick.
Across from us, Aleena was still masturbating. I watched as she
buried her fingers into her tiny sex. It no longer felt odd to have
her watching us and when she climaxed, I smiled at the obvious joy she
was having.
Rena was making me smile too. My cock was pulsing under her
tongue and I enjoyed running my fingers through her silky black hair.
She was trying so hard to please me that it was erotic in itself. Her
tongue never quit licking me, lapping and wiping over my cock until I
was twisting under her lips.
"I think we've had enough foreplay," I groaned. My cock was so
swollen that I knew I couldn't take much more teasing.
"We're having sex now?" Rena said. She sat up and put her hands
on my chest. Her nails were still sharp and I remembered how long they
could grow. I was going to have to be careful.
"As soon as you turn around," I said. Rena spun around and got
on all fours. She lifted her nice ass into the air, offering me
exactly what I craved. I got on my knees and took a hold of her hips.
Rena eased back into me and we both groaned as I slowly entered her.
"Fuck me!" Rena growled and I could hear her claws ripping into
the furs beneath us. That didn't stop me. I fucked the desperate wolf
woman with a passion that matched her own. Her firm ass felt great
against my belly and I enjoyed slamming against it as I fucked her.
Aleena must have felt left out because she flew over to us and
settled down in Rena's long hair. She spread her legs and reclined in
Rena's hair. While I fucked Rena from behind, Aleena looked up at me
from Rena's back and fingered herself. The fairy's chestnut skin
looked great on Rena's black hair and I fucked Rena faster as I watched
Aleena. Rena didn't mind the fairy's presence; she was too busy
moaning and howling to even notice.
I think Rena came first. It was hard to tell with all the
howling she was doing. The only hint I got was when her body would
freeze and her sex would clench around me briefly before resuming our
humping.
It didn't take me long to come. How could I hold off with Rena's
tight sex squeezing my cock and Aleena playing with herself right in
front of me? I shuddered, bending down over Rena's ass as the force of
my orgasm paralyzed me. My face was inches away from Aleena, who
climaxed while I watched.
"No more," I gasped. "I'm exhausted." I collapsed back against
the furs and laughed as Rena collapsed too. Aleena fell off her back
and nearly got crushed as Rena rolled over. The smell of sex was heavy
in the cave and I liked it.
"I can't wait to show the Fenri brothers foreplay!" Rena said.
I laughed. "I can't wait till I recover enough to show you some
more ways to do it."
Rena's large eyes widened and then she smiled. "I like licking
men much better than eating them!"
I don't know what it says about me, but my stomach growled at
that comment. "I hope you weren't kidding about the rabbit earlier
because I'm starving."
Thankfully, she wasn't. I was afraid that the rabbit might be
raw but it turns out that wolves in Delightia like their meat well
done. It also appears that rabbits in this world were about three feet
long.
Rena, Aleena and I ate our fill and then had some more fun
explaining foreplay. Aleena taught Rena how to take a cock inside her
mouth without biting and I ended up coming in Rena's mouth. I then
showed Rena how men could use their fingers to masturbate her. Rena
had to get back on all fours and bite some rugs while I fingered her,
but she enjoyed it as much as Aleena enjoyed watching it.
We had a long night of sex before the three of us slept in the
furs together until the morning. We bathed in the creek outside and
finished off what was left of the rabbit for breakfast. I was tempted
to stay an extra day and frolic some more with Rena, but Aleena was
very insistent that we continue on our quest. Maybe she was afraid
that a wolf woman was a man's best lay.
After I taught her how to kiss goodbye, Rena asked, "Are you two
headed for Hero's Rock next?"
I looked at Aleena who shrugged. "What's that?" she asked.
Rena was surprised. "It's this big rock with a magic sword stuck
in it. All of the heroes go there. Even I know that."
Aleena recovered quickly. "Well we'll go there, too! Louis is a
hero and all. Where is Hero's Rock?"
Rena gave us directions, which consisted of going west until we
see a big hill with a big rock. That was good enough for Aleena, which
was good enough for me. Rena practiced her goodbye kissing some more
and then we left.
"How did you not know there was a sword?" I asked Aleena.
She shrugged. "I never paid any attention to the boring parts.
I would always wander off when the storyteller would talk about
weapons, troll slaying and other messy fighting stuff. When he would
get to the sexy parts, I would come back and then leave when it gets
got boring again."
I thought about it as we walked. The more I thought about it,
the more I didn't like it. The implications were pretty frightening.
"So for all you know, they're might be a ceremonial ass-kicking
that I have to go through," I said.
"Could be," the lovely Aleena said.
"And for all you know, before I even meet the queen, I could be
required to walk on molten lava."
"True. I wouldn't have paid much attention to that," Aleena said.
"You have no idea what dangers are ahead of us!" I said. "You
could be leading me to my death!"
Aleena looked at me and giggled. When she giggled, her breasts
bounced hard enough to almost make me forget my fear. Maybe this is
why heroes have fairy guides. A cute body could distract anyone from
impending doom.
"Oh quit whining," Aleena said. She fluttered down and kissed my
cheek. "You'll never impress the queen with that attitude."
That was the end of the argument as far as Aleena was concerned.
Her lack of knowledge was worrying but the perky fairy's optimism was
infectious. It was easy to believe nothing could go wrong. Maybe she
had a point. Aside from a horny wolf-woman, nothing had really tried
to kill me.
Yet.
After a few hours of walking, we heard the sounds of approaching
people. Remembering the horny woodcutters, I was tempted to hide in
the bushes till they passed. On the other hand, I wasn't crazy about
Rena's vague instructions on finding Hero's Rock. It would be better
to ask to see if anyone else had a better idea of where it was.
I stood on the path as the group walked around the corner. There
were six of them and none of them even came up to my waist. All of
them had long white beards and various picks and shovels in their
hands. I recognized them from endless fantasy novels and cartoons.
"You guys are dwarves!" I said.
They stopped to look at me. "Hey, you don't miss a trick do
you?"
The other dwarves laughed and that was okay. They were just
amazing to watch. Their stocky bodies hinted at great strength but I
wasn't afraid of them. I'd read too many books. Dwarves were always
good guys and the salt of the earth.
"My name's Louis," I said and I offered them my hand. No one
took it. "I was wondering if you guys could give me directions."
"Umm, Louis, maybe we should be on our way," Aleena said.
"Nonsense," I said. "I've always wanted to meet a dwarf."
The dwarves looked at each other and their leader glared at me.
"What? Are we here just for your amusement? Get the hell out of our
woods before we chop off your knees!"
Sheesh, this wasn't what I was expecting. In all the stories I
had read, dwarves were these proud but trustworthy folk. Getting
threatened by one was like getting kicked by a childhood idol. I was
so eager to please that I played by my fame card.
"Please guys, I mean no disrespect," I said. "You see, I'm a
hero, sent to ease the curse on this land. I'm looking for Hero's Rock
and I was hoping you could guide me."
"Oh shit," Aleena said.
"A hero?" the lead dwarf asked. All six of them spat onto the
ground. "Don't you know what happened to the dwarves the last time a
hero came to our town?"
"Oh shit, I did hang around for this part of the story," Aleena
said.
"No, I don't," I said.
"Well I'll tell you before we cut you down and carry your head
home," the dwarf offered. "Long ago, in a distant part of these woods,
the dwarves had a beautiful queen whose skin was as fair as snow. One
day, a terrible curse swept the land because of that frigid queen in
Delightia. All of our shafts got as cold as a mine in winter and our
poor queen had to do without sex. Well one day, this big charming man
came into town all full of himself. He said he could cure the queen
and that he could do it by fucking her. Our queen was so desperate,
that she let this human between her legs."
"I thought the hero had the fuck to Queen of Delightia," I asked.
"You're damn right!" the dwarf snapped. "The man lied to us to
get our beautiful queen. We knew he had to be a hero because his cock
made the queen sing dirty songs all night long. In the morning we went
to check on her and our beloved queen was gone. We searched for the
hero as well, but he had left with his slut fairy guide. The damn hero
stole our queen and we never saw her again. Civil war broke out among
the dwarves and destroyed our kingdom. Now we are split up, cast to
the winds to mine for our living wherever we can find peace and an
empty hole."
"That's right!" Aleena agreed. "I remember that story. It was
called "Snow White and the Seven Inch Hero."
"Whoa!" I said. "Snow White was a dwarf queen? Wow. In my
world, Snow White is the name of a beautiful human princess. The
dwarves were just some friends of hers."
The dwarves grew silent and gripped their picks and shovels
tightly. "By the Sweating Stone!" their leader swore. "Your world has
reduced our queen to a human? What? Dwarves aren't good enough for
you? I bet we sing and dance for your amusement in your world!"
"Actually," I started by Aleena interrupted me.
"Just run, dumbass!" Aleena screamed and I did. The dwarves let
out a lusty roar and ran after me. Aleena zipped behind me as I ran
for my life. I tore through the forest faster than I had ever run
before.
I ran like this for a few minutes, too afraid to even look back.
When I ran out of wind, I looked back to see how close they were and
how imminent my dismemberment would be. There was no one there.
"Why are you stopping?" Aleena asked.
"Look!" I said. "Where did they go?"
We waited for a few minutes and then we saw them. They were a
long way off. They were also gasping and stumbling.
"Well, they are dwarves and you are twice their height," Aleena
offered. "I don't think they're going to be that hard to escape."
The struggling dwarves collapsed to catch their breaths.
"You may be right," I said. "Instead of running for my life I
can just jog."
"We'll get you, bastard!" one of the dwarves yelled from across
the woods.
"Assholes!" Aleena yelled and then we were off again.
We lost them after only an hour and Aleena and I traded jokes
over what other shortcomings they may have. Yes, I knew it was wrong
to pick on short people but I decided that short people who try to kill
me were fair game for jokes. Besides, we had reached the end of the
forest and I forgot all about the dwarves as soon as I saw the open
sky.
Floating miles above us were clouds, but not like any clouds
where I come from. Dark clouds in the shapes of penises floated in the
sky alongside white clouds in the shapes of buttocks, breasts and quite
a few vaginas. I watched clouds moving slowly, drifting along an x-
rated sky.
"Why are the clouds shaped like that?" I asked Aleena.
"Are you serious?" she said. "It's so the male clouds and female
clouds can attract each other. How else are they going to make rain?"
"Rain? Water condensation makes rain. Are you telling me the
clouds fuck?"
"Of course they fuck. When a male cloud meets a female cloud,
they fuck in the sky and make rain. If it's really good sex, there's
thunder and lightning, though some of the kinkier clouds like to snow."
I watched a buttock float across the sky and wondered which of
the dark penis clouds was going to try to fuck it. Aleena spotted the
hill first, as I was terribly distracted. It was just as Rena had
described it. Sitting on a lonely hilltop was some sort of big rock.
From the base of the hill, we couldn't see if there was a sword but
then, we had nowhere else better to go.
We climbed the steep hill and I laughed at the statue that
greeted us. I should have known. It was a stone carving of a woman in
a lotus position. Her legs were crossed and her hands were on her
knees. The statue was amazingly lifelike, down to the realistic
nipples on her small breasts and her lush stone lips. The long hair
looked soft enough to touch and I was disappointed when all I felt was
cold stone.
"If you're done feeling her up, I found the sword," my jealous
fairy guide said. "It's pinned under her feet."
She was right. The statue wasn't quite sitting on the grass; it
was sitting on a stone slab. Pinned between the slab and the statue's
feet was the blade of the sword. The hilt stuck out from the side but
when I pulled, it didn't come loose. The statue had it trapped.
"Now what?" Aleena asked. "It's a sword. You're a hero. Why
aren't things happening naturally?"
I chuckled. "Good question." I sat down in front of the statue
and tried to think of what we were missing. It was impossible. Not
only were there sexy clouds behind the statue, but also the statue
itself was pretty hot. I was getting a hard-on for stone and I was too
turned on to see the obvious joke in that.
Aleena flew to the statue and started poking it. She started
with the statue's tits and worked her way down the smooth belly. The
fairy got between the statue's legs and let out a cheer at what she
discovered.
"Hey look!" Aleena exclaimed. "Her sex has an actual hole! It's
too deep for me to reach. Maybe there's a secret button!"
Odder things have happened. I stood up and approached the
beautiful statue. Whoever made her hadn't given her any pubic hair.
What do you call a statue with a shaved pussy, carved? Aleena guided
my hand to the statue's sex and sure enough, there was a crack between
her stone delta lips. My fingers reached deep and searched for a
button, a lever or anything that might open her.
There was a crack; like the sound of an egg breaking. I jumped
back with a sudden vision of the stone lips closing on my fingers.
Aleena was the one who noticed where the sound came from and she
pointed me towards the statue's hips.
"What's this line doing here? It wasn't here before," she said.
Around the statue's hips, where her thighs joined her body, there
were now two cracks. It toke me a moment but I recognized them as
joints. The statue wasn't cracking at all. It was moving!
"Maybe there is a secret button after all," I said as I stuck my
fingers back up the statue's sex. I poked, I prodded and I touched
every bit of that cavity but nothing else happened.
"Could there be another button?" Aleena asked. She started
searching the statue again, focusing I noticed on the delectable small
breasts. I laughed when she pulled on a stone nipple but I stopped as
soon as I heard the sound of grinding stone. Joint lines appeared in
the statue's knees but no matter how hard Aleena tugged on the stone
nipple, the statue didn't move any further.
"It must be like a puzzle," I said. "Instead of just one button
or switch, I bet we have to do them in order."
Aleena and I attacked the statue with questing hands. I cupped
the statue's buttocks and her knees shifted. Aleena ran her tiny hands
over stone lips and the statue's legs moved again. Thinking that some
of the switches might need to be hit more than once, I cupped the
statue's breasts from behind and we were rewarded with the sound of her
moving knees. Her flat stomach, the little bit of ear that was visible
through her hair and even her nose were switches that opened her legs
with every touch. The problem was that no matter how much we got her
legs to move, she still wouldn't take her feet off the sword.
"Have we checked her ass?" Aleena asked.
"Yeah, remember when I squeezed them?"
"No, silly, I meant her asshole."
I reached under her buttocks and Aleena was right. There was a
tight little hole there. My pinky finger barely fit in but when I
touched bottom, there was a loud crack from her head. Aleena was
giggling and insisted I look for myself.
The statue's mouth had opened and rather indecently I might say.
Her jaw was wide open and her mouth was making an obvious invitation.
I stuck my fingers between her lips and jerked them right back out. It
was warm and moist inside the stone mouth! I looked in but all I could
see was stone.
"It was wet in there," I said.
"Duh," Aleena wisely replied. "It's called magic. I bet I know
what you have to do next."
"No way," I said. "There is no way that I am going to stick my
cock in some statue's mouth. What if the jaws close?"
Aleena giggled which I did not find assuring. "This is Hero's
Rock! Don't you think if the statue castrated heroes that they would
call it something different?"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I said as I pulled down my pants. Standing
at the top of a hill, I felt a bit out in the open. I stroked myself
as fast as I could to get an erection but the idea of the mouth being a
trap was turning me off.
"Need some help?" Aleena asked. She didn't wait for an answer.
The little fairy flew down to my crotch and grabbed a handful of limp
cock. Pumping her shiny wings and wrapping her arms and legs around my
cock, Aleena stroked me with her easy familiarity. In no time Aleena
had me stiff and moaning for more.
"Slip right on in, hero," Aleena said.
I moved to the statue and stood on her stone thighs. Her head
was perfectly placed for what I had to do. I guided my cock between
the stone lips and moaned as I pushed into something wet, warm and
slippery. It was hard to decide if it felt more like a pussy or more
like a mouth. Either way, I was enjoying it.
"I'm as in as far as I can go," I said. "Anything moving?"
"No," Aleena said. "Maybe you should try moving around."
I laughed. I think she just wanted to see my ass move. Grabbing
the statue by the head, I fucked the stone mouth. My balls slapped
against her hard chin but I kept moving. Side to side and up and down,
I tried to find the secret spot I needed to hit.
Aleena flew around to the statue's head and sat down. As soon as
she spread her legs, I knew the beautiful fairy was going to take
herself again. She grabbed her tit in one hand and stroked herself
with the other.
"You're supposed to be keeping an eye on the sword," I grunted.
Her cute face winked at me. "How am I supposed to resist myself
when I see you like this?"
Flattery got her everywhere. I kept pumping the stone mouth
while Aleena fingered herself. She writhed on the statue's head, her
legs opening wider and wider while her back wiggled against the stone.
I timed my thrusts with her fingers and watched as she brought herself
off.
The magic of the mouth never ceased. In fact, I could definitely
feel some suction from the stone lips. My cock pushed deeper but the
statue took all of me. With my cock completely swallowed, I finally
climaxed and spilled my seed down the statue's throat.
As soon as I came, the stone thighs shifted to the point that I
was falling off her body. Aleena had to move too for the stone
maiden's head leaned back. The entire statue was moving. We watched
as her arms reached back for the grass and her thighs opened in
pleasure. She pushed her stone breasts to the sky as her back arched
in pleasure. Best of all, the sword was now completely released from
her grasp.
"Ohhh, that's a good sword," Aleena said. "I recognize it. It's
the Phallion! Pick it up."
The sword was unlike anything I had ever seen. Granted, the only
swords I had seen were on the covers of fantasy books and in movies,
but none of those swords had a blade that was wider at the point than
at the hilt. The hilt itself was veined and looked organic despite
being made of iron. The hilt had a crosspiece that protected the hand
but at either end of the crosspiece dangled a wrinkled iron ball. The
sword looked phallic from top to bottom and for some reason, it
intimidated me a little.
"Hey look. She was sitting on a scabbard," Aleena said. "You can
wear it around your waist."
That was easier to deal with. I picked up the sword gingerly and
slid it into its scabbard. Once the blade was concealed, I felt more
comfortable with it. Aleena helped me tie the scabbard around my
waist, though it took me a while to get used to wearing it. The damn
thing kept slapping my leg whenever I moved.
It was getting dark so we decided to sleep on the hilltop for the
night. The exertions of the day had worn us out and we were too tired
to worry about our hungry bellies. We laid down in the soft grass and
watched the clouds bump against each other from our great view. The
moon came out and I was surprised to see that it looked normal. Aleena
assured me though that on some holidays, the moon would show its ass.
The next day we awoke hungry and eager to find some sort of
civilization. We walked around the top of the hill surveying the land
and I didn't like what we saw. On one side of the hill were miles and
miles of forest, whereas on the other side were miles and miles of
hills that obscured our vision.
"I don't see any roads or anything that looks like houses," I
said. "How far away is the queen anyway?"
Aleena shrugged. "About a couple of hours," she said.
"Walking?"
"No, couple of hours of story," she said.
If I ever do meet the queen, I was going to ask that fairy guides
get tested first.
"Oh look! A lagoon!" Aleena said. "There will be water there
and maybe some fish!"
She was pointing to the south and sure enough, tucked away in a
group of hills I could see a waterfall and a body of water under it.
It looked a little isolated but then, so did everywhere else. Aleena
felt confident about going there, so I followed her lead. It was her
sexy world after all.
The lagoon was farther away than it looked. We finally reached
it around noon and I was worn out from climbing and walking all those
hills. We were in sight of the lagoon when Aleena froze in mid-air and
told me to hide.
"Hide? More woodcutters?"
"No, dumb-ass! Ogres!" she replied.
I ducked down to the ground. "What's an ogre?" I asked.
Aleena floated down to my face. "They're nasty things; twice as
tall as humans and they are far stronger. All of them are mean and
ugly and they have really big cocks. Ever since the curse, they've
been in a worse mood than usual. Their really big cocks are so cold,
that it gives them frostbite when they try to masturbate. They eat
humans and collect fairy wings for sport."
"Okay, so no lagoon," I said.
That's when we heard the scream. It was undoubtedly female.
There was no mistaking that the woman who screamed was in trouble.
Aleena looked at me and she saw something on face that worried her.
"No Louis! The ogres will eat you alive!"
"Which means that they will eat whoever is screaming too," I
said, excitedly.
I started running for the lagoon. The sword in its scabbard
banged against my knees and I gripped the handle to hold it steady.
Something weird happened when I grabbed the hilt. I felt stronger. I
felt like I knew exactly what I was doing despite what Aleena was
screaming behind me. It really was a magic sword.
The first ogre I saw was exactly as Aleena had described them.
He was huge, he was ugly and since he wasn't wearing clothes, I could
see he really did have an immensely huge cock. The fact that his cock
was hard and the size of my arm was a bit disturbing. He looked at me
and grinned.
Behind him, a trio of young women was cowering in the pool of the
lagoon. Two other ogres were holding what looked like robes behind him
and I guess that they had stolen the ladies' clothes. It seemed a bit
silly to me. Why steal their clothes when the ogres were obviously big
enough to inflict whatever harm they desired?
The ogre closest to me didn't give me time to think.
"Hey stupid man, come here and get your head broken! I'm
hungry!"
Wow. Jerks said stupid things no matter what world I was on.
On the other hand, considering how big his cock was, I suspected there
was no blood left for his brain.
"Leave those ladies alone or you can taste my blade," I said.
"Taste this!" the ogre yelled. He grabbed his cock in one hand
and a giant club in the other. The ogre charged at me and I was
terrified that he was actually going to hit me with his cock. Out of
sheer terror, I drew the magic sword without worrying about things like
the fact that I've never swung a sword before.
Phallion slid out of its scabbard as easy as a girl slips out of
satin panties. As light as a negligee, it swung through the air and
chopped right through the ogre's club. He watched dumbfounded as his
club fell in two pieces before concealing his other "weapon" with both
hands.
I gripped Phallion's hilt with both hands and man, it felt great.
It was as natural as holding myself. The sword was light despite its
great size and I felt like I could have taken on the whole world.
"Anyone else want some?" I yelled. Oh yeah. I was cocky.
The other two ogres wanted some. They dropped the flimsy clothes
they were holding and charged me. As they ran at me together, I
realized that if I got one, the other would smash me. Oddly, that
didn't bother me. I surprised them by running towards them, feinting
to the side to slice through one of the ogre's clubs. By the time the
other ogre knew what was going on, I was charging towards him and
slicing his club in two as well. Once they were both disarmed, they
joined their buddy in running away.
"You know, it's nice to see someone else running away for once,"
I told Aleena.
"Kama's tits! What the fuck is wrong with you?" she yelled.
"Those were ogres! You barely survived one wolf and now you're
charging ogres!"
She had a point. I looked at Phallion and realized that the
sword was giving me a sense of false confidence. On the other hand, I
rocked! I wish I had a camera to catch that part where I sliced right
through that stupid ogre's club!
"Why did you cut their clubs? You've got Phallion, the greatest
sword ever! You could have cut them open and spilled their blood into
the grass like a real hero!"
Aleena shook me out of my victory mood. "Ick!" I said. "Cutting
them open? What kind of a hero is that? I got squeamish when Rena
tried to show me how to skin that rabbit for cooking. Cutting their
clubs is much cooler. It's symbolic."
"Symbolic of your penis envy," Aleena muttered. "Why don't you
put that thing away?"
I sheathed my sword a bit reluctantly. It was hard to let go
once I had it in my hands. As soon as I let go of Phallion though, I
was struck by the foolhardiness of what I had done. Damn, what the
fuck was I thinking?
That's when the hot babes in the water called to us. Even
Aleena's jaw dropped when she saw the beauties in the water. All three
of the ladies were young, gorgeous, naked and very wet. They were
waving us over and they didn't need to ask me a second time.
"Hello ladies. Are you all okay?" I asked. I was getting used to
this hero idea.
The three women giggled. "We're not ladies, we're nymphs," one
of them said. "My name is Lily, this is Eddy and this is Brooke."
"Nymphs!" Aleena screamed like a teenage girl. "I've heard
stories about you! You're supposed to be the prettiest girls under the
sea!"
The nymphs giggled again. "Thank you very much," Eddy said.
"You're very pretty yourself. I wish I could have wings as pretty as
yours."
Aleena actually blushed. I couldn't believe it. My fairy was
star-struck.
"Thank you brave warrior for saving our robes," Brooke said. I
think it was Brooke. They all had the same perfect body; pale as
porcelain with wet brown hair that was plastered to their skins.
"It was the least I could do," I said.
The nymphs looked at me for a moment before Lily prompted me.
"Could you give us our robes please?"
"Oh, sure," I said. I gathered the robes that the ogres had
dropped. They were more like shirts than robes. All of them were made
from the same flimsy cotton material and I was curious why the nymphs
valued such plain looking clothes. When I brought the shirts to the
lagoon's edge, the nymphs rushed to take them from my hands. Each of
them put their shirts on quickly and they sighed with pleasure when the
cotton stuck to their wet bodies. Somehow the wet shirts were sexier
than the nudity. Their pale skin peeked through the sheer material and
their pink nipples were all the more conspicuous for being half
concealed.
The nymphs looked at my confusion with amusement. "You seem
surprised by how much they mean to us," Brooke said.
"He doesn't know that the robes hold your souls," Aleena offered.
She was flying by Eddy's head, working up the courage to touch the
nymph's wet hair.
The nymphs were surprised by this bit of news but then, so was I.
"They hold your souls?" I repeated. "In this thin cloth?"
Lily laughed. "Don't you know the heart of a nymph is easily
broken? These robes hold our souls. The ogres stole them from the
shore while we were playing. As long as the ogres held them, they
could have forced us to do all sorts of delicious naughty things. I
didn't mind before the queen's curse, but with those giant cocks as
cold as ice, it would have taken ages to unthaw afterwards."
I shook my head to get the image of a nymph fucking an ogre out
of my head. "If the robes are so valuable, then why would you ever
take them off?"
Brooke sat in the water until it came up to her chin. "Because
they need to dry sometimes. You know how if you sit in water for too
long, that your skin gets wrinkled? It's the same with our souls.
Sometimes they get so water logged, that we need to dry them out in the
sun to get the wrinkles out of our soul."
Lily looked at my simple clothes and came to a conclusion. "They
only let you chop down the small tress, don't they?"
"Don't mind him," Aleena said. She was sitting on Eddy's
shoulder and braiding the nymph's wet hair. "He's just dumb because he
just got to Delightia. He's a hero."
"A hero?" all of the nymphs said in unison. Together all three
of them looked at my crotch.
"Are you warm?"
"Is it large?"
"Can I wash it?"
"Sure," I said. Lately I have been a bit shy about exposing
myself but with these three, being shy was out of the question. They
were so wet and beautiful, I just wanted to dive into them. I stripped
off my sword belt, my shirt and my pants in record time. The nymphs
cooed when they saw my erect cock and their honest coo of appreciation
was the nicest compliment I had ever received.
I stepped into the water and slowly submerged to my waist.
Strangely, all three nymphs sighed as the water covered my crotch.
Aleena giggled and explained it to me.
"Nymphs are part of the water," she said. "They can't leave the
water, but they feel every thing that moves inside of it."
"And right now, we're feeling good," Brooke said. Lily and Eddy
giggled while Aleena just blushed. It was nice to finally meet someone
that my fairy was speechless around. I enjoyed seeing her excited over
something other than the reward for being my guide.
"Oh! He's hungry!" Lily said. When I looked at her oddly, she
explained. "We can feel every inch of your body and right now I can
feel the rumble of your stomach."
"I'll go get some nymphmelons," Eddy offered. "Want to help me
little gem?"
Aleena nodded so fast that I thought she was going to fall off
Eddy's shoulder. The nymph laughed and started swimming to the far
side of the lagoon with Aleena. As soon as they were gone, Lily and
Brooke wasted no time in getting closer to me.
"Do they have nymphs where you come from?" Brooke asked. Both
nymphs were on either side of me, pulling me into the deeper part of
the lagoon.
"Not like you," I said.
Lily pressed closer to me and I could feel the small weight of
her breasts pushing against me in the water. She leaned close to my
ear and whispered "Then you've never have a washjob before, have you?"
"No," I gasped.
Brooke smiled and ducked into the water. Lily wrapped her arms
around me from the side and kissed my ear. I couldn't see Brooke in
the lagoon but all of a sudden I felt a warm kiss on my crotch.
I gasped in Lily's arms and Lily and whispered, "It gets better."
It did. The kiss multiplied on my cock. She didn't kiss me
multiple times, Brooke was kissing me in multiple places at the same
time! Her tongue was everywhere, licking every inch of my cock and
balls like a whirlpool of sensation.
I looked down but Lily lifted my chin up to look at her. "Don't
try to understand or visualize it. Just feel."
To punctuate her point, she kissed me. Her tongue was fluid
against mine and at times I thought I would drown under her pressing
lips. She placed my hand on top of her breast and through the flimsy
fabric of her shirt I felt her pliant mounds. I squeezed and touched
her all over, from her buoyant tits to her perfectly formed ass. It
was like being a teenager again, when you didn't know that female skin
could be so soft or that kissing could make you lose all of your
(delete) control.
As I fondled the nymph in my arms, Brooke continued her magic
under the water. The water never stopped moving, touching and pulsing
against my skin like a shower massage head. Her attention shifted from
my cock to down my thighs and she even tickled my toes. I felt her
lips move behind me towards my ass and I tensed up. Lily soothed me
with her wonderful kisses as Brooke pulled my buttocks open to lick at
my anus. Her tongue tickled but it also made me incredibly aroused.
Slowly she penetrated deeper into my ass and I didn't know how far she
was going to go, but the fear only heightened the sensations.
Brooke ceased her probing and emerged from the waters beside me.
Without any discussion, Lily slipped from my arms and disappeared into
the water. Her mouth sought out my cock and once again I was
introduced to the weird yet sensual multiplications of her tongue. I
felt like she had swallowed my entire cock and balls into her mouth.
Her tongue moved too fast to believe, but I stopped worrying and just
enjoyed the magical sensations
I also had Brooke in my arms to help distract me. Like the other
nymphs, she was beautiful and so liquid soft in my arms. She kissed me
too hard while my hands roamed her youthful body. It was strange. The
touch of her body was identical to that of Lily's body and I realized
that these magical ladies had shaped their bodies to some sort of
youthful ideal. Being water spirits, the only thing unique about each
of them was their wet robes. Perhaps this should have disturbed me but
it didn't. Brooke's body was closer to a perfect ideal than any real
woman could be and I was not one to waste the opportunity. My mouth
sucked succulent breasts that would never sag while my hands clutched
firm buttocks that would never grow fat.
Lily emerged from the water and giggled with her sister nymph
when I moaned in frustration. I was so close to climax from all the
fondling and mystical tongue action. My cock was ready to explode and
they knew it.
"We hope you don't mind brave hero, but we would rather spill
your seed directly into the lagoon," Brooke whispered in my ear. "Of
course, we would gladly let you fuck us directly if you please, but we
would enjoy this more."
Lily slipped into my other arm and nibbled on my other ear. "You
see, since we are a part of the water, if you climax into the water, it
will be like if you came in both of us."
I shuddered as both nymphs touched me and pressed their wet, t-
shirt covered breasts into me. "Sure," I groaned.
They laughed and both of them slipped a hand under the water. My
cock throbbed as I felt their touch but once again, something magical
was happening. Instead of fingers, I felt twin whirlpools of pressure,
squeezing and tugging on my cock. It was like being inside two
different pussies at the same time.
"Fuck," I groaned and both nymphs groaned with me. They were
squirming in my arms, writhing and moaning against me as if I were
inside them. In truth I think I was. The three of us moaned in each
other's arms, kissing each other at random as the sensations grew and
grew.
With a roar I climaxed into the water. As soon as the first
stream of seed shot into the water, both nymphs froze in my grasp.
Brooke bit down on my shoulder while Lily shuddered uncontrollably
beside me. The magic gripping my cock faded as soon as the girls had
their orgasm and it was up to me to take myself in hand and finish
myself. The nymphs continued to climax around me until they begged me
between laughs to stop. Watching both of them twist and sigh in the
water brought new meaning to the term 'multiple orgasm.'
I climbed out of the water to dry off and to collapse on the
grass. Brooke and Lily floated in the water with happy smiles. About
half an hour later, Eddy and Aleena finally came back with the fruit
they had been sent to get. I was going to tease Aleena about it till I
saw the goofy grin on her face and how sated Eddy looked. Aleena's
bottom half was so thoroughly clean in contrast to her sweaty top half
that it was clear that the little fairy had experienced a washjob of
her own.
The nymphmelons they brought were about the size of my hand,
though no two were exactly alike. Aleena showed me how to suck off the
top of the 'nipple' and then scoop out the pulpy insides with my
tongue. I devoured the first dozen or so and could have easily eaten
more although but I was more than full by then.
"Where will you journey take the two of you next? Brooke asked.
"We're off to find the queen of course," Aleena said. "Do you
know where her castle is? It'll make the trip quicker."
The nymphs looked at each other in confusion. "Castle Clitoria
is always on the move," Lily explained. "It is hidden away and only
those who search for it and prove themselves ever find it."
I chuckled. Yet another detail that Aleena didn't pay attention
to. "Okay, fine," I said. "Is there a quest I have to do first?"
Again the nymphs looked embarrassed. "It's not just one quest,"
Eddy said.
"It's more like a few years worth of quests," Brooke said. "Only
a hero who has sought out Castle Clitoria for years and has overcome
one hundred sixty-nine challenges can find Castle Clitoria. There is
no quick and easy way."
I choked even though I wasn't eating. "A few years? I can't
go roaming around for a few years! I've nearly been killed at least
three times already! I don't want to have to kill half of the people
in Delightia and fuck the other half just to get to the queen."
"Kama's tits!" Aleena said. "That is a lot of women to fuck! I
don't know if he can keep it up for that long."
"Hey!" I snapped.
"She is right," Brooke said. She ignored my hurt ego and
continued. "Perhaps they should seek out the Wicked Witch of the
Night."
"The Wicked Witch of the Night?" Eddy said. Her pale face paled
even more. "It is too dangerous! Better for him to face all the
monsters of the world and fuck their wives than consult that
treacherous bitch."
Lily thought about it. "You are right my sister, but it is also
the fastest way. The Witch of the Night hears every whisper spoken
when the sun goes down and if anyone knows how to reach Castle
Clitoria, it would be her. She is cruel and her games are legendary
but she is also fair."
"We'll do it," I said. Aleena stared at me in horror. "Hey
Aleena, don't sweat it. I've got a magic sword and a hot cock. What
could possibly go wrong?"
"You could end up with neither," Aleena muttered.
That worried me but Brooke stopped me from questioning Aleena
further. "If you are to meet with the witch, you must leave now. A
few miles from here lies Stonebed. It is the only place that a mortal
can petition the Wicked Witch but then only under a full moon. Tonight
will be a full moon but if you don't make it, you'll have to wait
another month."
"Let's get back to the part where the witch can take my cock," I
prompted, but Aleena ignored me.
"How can we get to Stonebed?" the fairy asked.
"Follow the river until you see the Pink Lotuses. Don't go into
the Pink Lotuses, for their perfume is a powerful aphrodisiac that will
drive you crazy with lust."
Aleena looked at me and giggled. "It won't be much of a
difference with Louis but all right, we'll avoid them."
"From there, you should be able to see Stonebed in a clearing to
the east. Go to the center and sit while the moon rises. The witch
will come to you in her own time."
"Why aren't we talking about the witch taking my dick?" I asked.
"How will we know its Stonebed?" Aleena asked.
The nymphs giggled, their earlier good humor returning. "Oh,
you'll know it when you see it."
Aleena nodded. "Okay. We should go now. Bye-bye, I'll miss
you!"
And that was it. Aleena zipped off and paused only long enough
for me to thank the nymphs for their help. I hate to fuck, eat and
run, especially when I wanted to fuck some more but with the sun
falling, I knew we didn't have much time left. With regrets I waved
goodbye to the nymphs and they waved back temptingly, their heavy
breasts visible through their wet shirts.
"So now will you tell me about why the witch can take my cock?" I
demanded when Aleena and I were away from the lagoon.
"Sure, now that you won't cry in front of the nymphs," she said.
"Nymphs tend to gossip and I didn't want it getting around that the
hero I was leading was crying like a scared child."
"Why the hell would I cry?" I asked. My hand had drifted back to
the pommel of Phallion and my courage was growing.
"The Wicked Witch of the Night is the oldest creature in all of
Delightia. Rumor has it that she was the one who cursed the first
queen. Her power is rooted in darkness and the night is her domain.
Everything she does is mysterious and rare is the person who can
bargain with her and come out ahead. In almost every story she is in,
she is the end of the story and it is almost never a happy ending."
I shrugged. My hand tightened around Phallion. I had battled
ogres and charmed a savage wolf. A witch just seemed like another
monster to add to my victories. It's amazing how a long piece of steel
in your hand can give you so much false confidence.
After a few hours we came across the Pink Lotus flowers that the
nymphs had warned us about. They were hard to miss. Each flower was
about a foot across in width with enormous petals that reminded me of
the folds of a woman's sex. A bee landed on one petal and then flew
off immediately and spun itself in a mad circle before literally
dropping dead with into the river. Aleena looked at me and I looked at
her and we wisely took a few steps back from the Pink Lotuses.
The Pink Lotus flowers were in a thick clump around the side of
the river so they were easy to avoid. We scouted around the flowers
cautiously until we spotted the clearing that Brooke had told us about.
Even from a distance we could see the strange stone formations that
gave Stonebed its name. There was a huge stone slab held off the
ground by short columns of stone. Surrounding this platform was a
circle of irregular shaped stones, each about eight feet high. This
had to be the place.
Darkness was rapidly falling so I hurried into position.
Stonebed was as hard and unforgiving as I imagined it would be. The
clothes the woodcutters had given me offered no protection from the
harsh stone. I scuffed my knees just crawling onto it and no matter
how I sat I couldn't get comfortable.
"I can see why the witch picked this as her meeting spot," I told
Aleena. "After a few hours of sitting on this hard rock, getting
cursed or losing a body part would be a welcome change of pace."
Aleena frowned. "I wouldn't joke about it. She might hear you."
My fairy guide wasn't on Stonebed but she was just as uncomfortable.
She zipped around nervously and never hovered in one place for long.
The tiny beauty was a great distraction. I watched her long brown hair
fly behind her and of course I watched her cute ass clench whenever she
changed directions. Her brightly colored wings caught the rising
moonlight and made her look even more magical. Somehow, I just
couldn't get afraid of the witch when I had something this beautiful
and special in my corner.
I was soon proven wrong. A cloud passed over the moon and I
started to shiver uncontrollably. A cold wind sent Aleena flying right
into me and I caught the small lady before she splattered against my
chest. The questions I was about to ask were forgotten as something
happened in the darkness in front of us.
The Wicked Witch of the Night stepped out of the darkness and
onto Stonebed. She was black; so black that it was hard to tell where
the night ended and the witch began. The silver jewelry she wore
helped define her body; from the silver discs that covered her nipples
to the sliver chains that barely covered her dark pubic area. Silver
bracelets adorned her arms and wrists while silver sandals covered her
feet. A single band of thick silver encircled the witch's throat while
two silver crescent moons hung from each ear. Her black hair was woven
into braids with silver threaded throughout. Only her eyes had any
color, a bewitching green that even the darkness couldn't dim. I was
taken back by how beautiful she was. Even Delightia's villains are
gorgeous.
"You have been waiting for me?" the Wicked Witch said. Her voice
resonated with scorn. She was clearly not impressed.
"Yes we have ma'am," Aleena said. She floated up to the witch
and bowed. As she was bowing, the witch passed her hand in front of
her and a silver cage appeared around Aleena. My fairy shrieked as the
cage fell and clanged on top of Stonebed.
"Fairies should be eaten, not heard," the witch said.
"That's it," I snapped. I stood up and pulled Phallion from its
sheath. "I don't care how scary people think you are, I'm not letting
you hurt my girl."
The witch smiled and chills spread down my spine. She cupped her
bare breast and tweaked the silver disc that was on her nipple. I was
wondering why she was groping herself when an arc of lightning shot
from her nipple and came right at me. Not even thinking, I raised the
magic sword and actually deflected the lightning bolt!
"Oh yeah," I yelled. "Who's the scary one now?" The confidence
was almost overwhelming. My grip tightened on the sword as I
envisioned leaping across Stonebed, slaying the big bad witch, and
rescuing Aleena.
"I forgot how annoying that sword can be," the Witch said. She
reached down between her legs and stroked herself in front of me. A
cold blast of water fell from the sky and drenched me from head to toe.
I was knocked to my knees and when I got up, the hilt of Phallion felt
smaller and almost soft. For that matter, I felt smaller too. The
almost berserker (sense) confidence that I had was gone, along with the
need to prove myself.
"Wait a second," I said as reason returned to me. "I came here
to ask you a question, not fight."
She looked amused. "Then put down the sword. I've never known a
hero who could speak while gripping Phallion." (I'm envisioning some
egotistical comment here...)
I set the sword down as she asked. "I need to find a way to
Castle Clitoria, one that doesn't involve questing for a few years.
Can you help me?"
"Of course I can help you," the Witch scowled. "I am the Witch
of the Night! I was young when two moons hung in the sky and I had my
first husband before the land had risen from the water. There is no
secret I have not heard and no affair that I have not watched. I know
the way to Castle Clitoria."
"That's great. How do I get there?"
"Idiot!" the Witch snapped. "I never trade my secrets for free!
What do you have to give me? Shall you sell me your little friend so I
can make a pastry out of her? Will you offer me your magic sword so
that I can finally bury that bothersome weapon in a deep hole that not
even it could fill? Or will we do this the old fashioned way and you
can just give me your soul?"
Before I could answer, Aleena shouted from her silver cage.
"Challenge her to a game! If you win, she'll give you the answer for
free!"
"Silence fairy wench," the Witch snapped.
"Is this true? We play a game and you'll give me my answer for
free?"
The Witch actually looked embarrassed. "It is one of the first
rules I swore an oath for in order to gain my magic. I am bound to
accept the outcomes of games instead of just cursing people. If you
win, I will tell you the way to Castle Clitoria. If you lose, I will
steal your manhood and make a dust broom out of it."
"Fuck," I said. That was not cool. On the other hand, I had
spent a lot of time playing computer games the past few months. Maybe
having no social life was actually going to pay off.
"It's a deal," I said. "What kind of game are we going to play?"
"No!" Aleena yelled. "You don't give her the choice of games!"
"That is enough out of you," the Witch said. She slapped her own
ass and ball of silver light formed around Aleena's cage. I could
still see Aleena through the ball of energy but I could no longer hear
her.
"If you harm her, the deal is off," I said.
"Admirable, but misguided," the Witch said. "After I take your
cock, you won't care much for her pretty ass."
"We haven't played the game yet," I said.
"True," the Witch said. She looked at me and after a moment's
thought, a smile appeared on that evil face. Folding her legs under
her, she sat down on Stonebed and folded her arms under her ample
breasts. Suddenly my cock felt very vulnerable.
"I know just the game to play," the Witch said. "I challenge you
to a game of riddles."
Oh shit. Riddles? I sucked at riddles. Knock-knock jokes were
the limit of my riddling ability. Aleena, the kingdom, and my cock
were doomed.
"Riddles? That's cool," I said. "What are the rules?"
"We answer each other's riddles until one loses," the Witch said.
Before I could ask her to clarify, she went ahead and asked the first
riddle. In a lilting chant, her riddle came to me on the night wind.
"Mouth full of cunt and mouth full of cock, what am I?"
What the fuck? These aren't like the riddles I remembered in
school. A mouth full of pussy and dick? Only one answer came to mind.
"Bisexual?" I said.
The Witch grinned. "Wrong. It's a man and a woman pleasuring
each other orally. Now you must strip off a piece of clothing."
"Strip? What kind of game is this?"
"How else are we going to keep score?" the Witch said. "The
first one to be naked loses the game."
To start, I kicked off one of my shoes. The Witch shook her head
and pointed at my other foot. Both of my shoes counted as one item.
They didn't mess around with stripping on this world. I yelped when
my bare feet touched Stonebed. The solid stone was as cold as ice.
"Now ask your riddle," the Witch said.
"Riddle, riddle, riddle," I muttered. All the jokes I knew
involved stereotypes. As I racked my brains, the Witch stroked her
dark thigh. It was terribly distracting. Her hand moved up and down
so luxuriously over her skin. I was fascinated by the way her
fingernails dug so deep into her own flesh. It was too easy to imagine
my own fingernails there on her smooth thighs.
"I've got one," I said. "How do you find a blind man in a group
of nude people?"
The Witch said nothing. The jewelry she wore sparkled in the
moonlight. We sat in silence for a few minutes before she finally
sighed.
"I don't know."
"It's not hard," I said.
Her eyes widened in shock before her face transformed into one of
pure anger. For one awful second I thought she was going to rip my
cock off right there. Just as suddenly as her anger appeared, it
dissolved into laughter.
"It's not hard," she laughed. "Well played little hero."
The Witch reached behind her neck and unclasped her silver
necklace. Her throat was now bare and I had this pressing need to kiss
her pulse points. I shook my head, not sure where that idea came from
and also not sure how I could even see her neck that clearly in the
darkness.
"Now take my riddle," the Witch said. "I am always hungry, I
must always be fed. The cock I lick will soon turn red."
I think I was turning red just hearing that. The Witch was
licking her lips again and my eyes couldn't leave her tongue. Maybe
the answer was a nymph? They always seemed hungry and I know they
turned my cock red when I got hard.
Before I could answer, the wind blew again and I shivered. It
made me realize that if I had to strip down, I might freeze to death
before the game was over. I doubted the Witch would let me make a
fire.
"That's it!" I said. "A fire."
The Witch snarled and to my surprise, she removed both silver
earrings. She angrily slapped them down on the stone and glared at me.
Apparently if we guess correctly, the questioner loses a piece of
clothing.
"My turn," I said. I was on a roll now. "What do sex and air
have in common?"
A cloud passed under the moon but the jewelry on the Witch still
sparkled. She began to tap a finger on her knee and I could tell she
was becoming pissed. For a big, bad, nasty witch, I was kicking her
ass in riddles.
"I give up," the Witch said. The menace in her tone almost
stopped me from telling her the answer. Almost.
"Neither is important until you are not getting any," I said.
Thunder clapped around us but I saw no lightning. Without a
word, the Wicked Witch of the Night removed the little discs that
covered her nipples and put them on the ground before her. The sight
of her bare nipples took my breath away, chocolate black and very
large. Although the tiny nipple decorations were all that covered her
breasts, I now felt like I hadn't seen her bosom before. Wow, that was
an enchanting rack.
"Answer me this," the Witch threatened. "Who chops off a dick
before they fuck it?
Shit, that was graphic. The sad thing is, that image still
didn't make my cock go down. The bare-chested witch was too sexy to
let something like mutilations kill the mood. It was hard to think
about her riddle when I had those two lovely, large, soft dark and
wonderful breasts right in front of me. Worse, she was actually
groping her breasts as I watched! She rolled both of her nipples in
her fingers, pulling and squeezing them till they were as hard and
stiff as my cock.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"It is my right to distract you in any way I can," The Witch said
simply.
She purred as she twisted her nipples and I moaned as plush
breasts were mauled before me. You would think that with my life in
danger, I would focus more instead of just getting aroused. Delightia
was getting to me. I was hornier than Gretah and her friends . . .
"A woman woodcutter!" I yelled. The Witch opened her mouth but
stopped herself from yelling. Instead, she stripped off her silver
bracelets, laying them in front of her along with her other items. Now
her top half was completely bare with only her sandals and her waist
chains left.
"Here's a good one," I said. "What is the difference between
dark and hard?"
"It stays dark all night long," she said.
Fuck! I really shouldn't have used that one on someone called
the Witch of the Night. When I took off my shirt, the Witch chuckled.
It occurred to me that I only had my pants left and that this contest
was a bit unfair. The borrowed woodcutter clothes didn't include
accessories like socks, undershirts or even underwear. It was too late
to protest it now.
"This riddle should finish you off," she said. "Outside soft and
fleshy warm, to keep this tender prize from harm. Wrapped within the
petals blushing, sense and essence all are rushing. Pleasure point of
no compare, what is this jewel crowned in hair?
Jewel crowned in hair? She had me there. It was a long riddle
and I was trying to remember it all. While I was thinking, she crawled
over to me. The sight of the beautiful black woman crawling on her
hands and knees stopped my thoughts dead in their tracks. When she
reached for my crotch, what little brainpower I had left shut
completely down.
"What are you doing? I demanded. "I haven't lost yet!"
"I'm distracting you, mortal," The Witch said. The long braids
of her hair brushed over my lap as she reached inside my pants and
pulled out my cock. Perhaps I should have protested but I said nothing
as she dropped her mouth onto my cock. When I did try to move, my body
refused to obey. My arms were too heavy to lift and my legs wouldn't
even shift. The Witch had done something to me and rendered me
helpless as she sucked my cock.
Oh did she suck my cock. Long slow movements of her mouth
covered my cock completely. The paralysis ended with my shoulders so I
was able to look down and see my pale cock disappearing into her dark
mouth. Her cheeks caved in around me as the Wicked Witch of the Night
sucked my cock. The heavy weight of her breasts pressed down on my
legs and I wished that I had lost my pants already so that I could feel
them directly. For that matter, I wished I could move my arms just to
touch her ass. Kneeling as she was, her ass was higher than her head
and the dark curves of her buttocks hovered in the moonlight before me
like untouchable forbidden chocolate fruit.
"I need an answer," The Witch said. She rested her face against
my cock and flicked her tongue over my balls. I groaned, but of course
I couldn't stop her.
Panic descended on me. The Witch sucked one of my balls into her
mouth and I couldn't think straight for shit. Somehow I was still able
to remember her riddle but the imagery baffled me. Blushing petals and
jewels in hair? Was this some kind of nymph that lives in trees? How
was I supposed to think when she had both of my balls now in her mouth?
I bet she wouldn't be able to think if it was me between her legs.
That thought only made me moan louder as I imagined parting her thighs
and sinking into her bush.
"That's it! The answer is the clitoris!"
The Witch spat out my balls out and sat up. "Clever, hero. Very
clever." She stood up and towered above me. Whatever spell she had on
me was gone and I was able to stuff my cock back into my pants. I
watched as she bent over and slowly unlaced her silver sandals. Her
breasts hung down temptingly but not as tempting as the dark hair I
spied between her flimsy silver waist belt. The Witch kicked off both
sandals and sat down right in front of me. The wind shifted and I
could smell her. She smelled of spring nights and summer sweat.
"Give me your riddle and if I answer, you are finished," the
Witch threatened.
"And if you fail, then you are finished," I said. Still, she was
right. It would take a really good riddle to win this one. I was
terribly aroused yet somehow I got enough blood to my top brain to
think of one. It was an old favorite and just dumb and tacky enough
not to be known to this witch.
"What is the difference between sin and shame?" I asked.
"I have heard this one before, I am sure of it," the Witch
bragged. "Kama's tits! Is that your hand?"
It was my hand. I felt like I had the same right to distract her
that she had. My hand was between her legs and I was delighted to
discover the wetness that waited there for me. The Witch moaned as my
fingers slipped deeper and deeper into her. She shuddered and then
pushed my hand away.
"Never use your hand for what your mouth can do better," The
Witch said.
I agreed. She pulled my head down as my hands parted her thighs.
The silver belt that covered her waist was easily pushed aside as I
took my first lick of the Witch of the Night. I reached under her and
cupped her buttocks to raise her closer to my face. She was sweet;
almost too sweet, but I licked anyway. Her sex was wet against my
mouth and soaked my face with her endless desire. I winced as her
fingers curled in my scalp and I felt her nails dig into my skin.
I licked and ate, and never did she complain. Her hips moved as
I kissed some spots and in other places her hips shook. The silver
belt sometimes would fall against my face and the cold metal almost
burned where it touched my skin. I was tempted to remove it myself but
I'd rather let her do it. Besides, I was too busy eating her out and
it was no spell that kept me licking that magical delta.
Eventually she pushed my head away and I assumed she was ready to
guess the riddle. Not even close. The Witch of the Night rolled over
on her stomach and lifted her buttocks towards my face.
"Taste me there if you truly wish to distract me," she purred.
Technically I guessed that her time was up. It didn't matter to
me. I accepted what she offered and took a gentle bite of the perfect
ass that she presented me. She clenched under my teeth and I wondered
how many times in a lifetime does a person has the chance to give a
witch a bottom-hickey.
It was clear that she needed more than just a bite. She moved
her buttocks under my mouth until my lips were on her anus. I was a
little hesitant but the way the black beauty just thrust her ass at me,
I wasn't going to refuse. My tongue licked her tentatively and the
Witch immediately moaned with arousal. I liked the way her ass
clenched against my lips and I experimented with eating her there. For
a primitive world, her ass was remarkably clean and as my confidence
grew, I licked and teased her dark hole like I would her sex. The
Wicked Witch of the Night squirmed against my face, smothering me with
her beautiful ass.
"Now fuck me there," she moaned.
"Not till you answer my riddle," I said. Hey, I was horny, not
stupid.
"What is the difference between sin and shame?" she said. "I
can't remember it."
"Take off your belt and I'll tell you," I said.
In a hurry she removed her silver belt and I felt a shift in the
air around us. There was no longer the threat of terror in the air and
I was no longer scared of the beautiful woman. She seemed older
somehow, though visibly she didn't change at all. The silver cage
around Aleena disappeared and my fairy guide zipped around the air and
cheered my victory.
"Tell me the answer," The witch begged.
"Sin is putting it in. Shame is pulling it out," I said.
She laughed as I pulled down my pants. It was a dirty joke but I
think she liked it that way. Aleena zoomed by and kissed me on the
cheek, her small naked breasts tickling my face. I would have kissed
her back but I was busy aiming my cock for the witch's ass. My cock
was still wet from the intense blowjob she had given me which aided me
when I tried to slip inside her. The witch's ass was so tight; I
didn't think my cock could possibly slip inside.
"Quit thinking about it and just push!" Aleena said in my ear.
She was sitting on my shoulder and relishing the view. "It's like
stripping. Just go slowly and never stop."
It sounded like a good plan. Her dark cheeks slowly engulfed my
cock like the night consumes the world. She clenched around me every
inch of the way. I kept pushing and pushing while the Witch's moans
carried on the wind. When I was completely inside her I paused and
enjoyed the incredible heat and tightness that gripped me.
"What are you waiting for hero, a curse?" the Witch said. "Fuck
me now!"
So I did. Stonebed was unforgiving on my knees but I pumped the
Witch's ass as hard as I could. Aleena was shrieking on my shoulder.
The tiny woman grabbed my hair and held onto my shoulder as I fucked
the Wicked Witch of the Night. My stomach slapped loudly against her
ass while I thrust and I watched as her braids went flying every time I
hit her ass. In and out I went as Aleena masturbated furiously on my
shoulder.
"Faster, hero!" the Witch cried and she didn't need any magic to
make me comply. I pounded her buttocks with all my might, fucking and
fucking and fucking with ever increasing speed. Aleena almost fell off
my shoulder twice but still the little fairy kept masturbating and
moaning in my ear. I was moaning as well for my own orgasm was soon
approaching. Louder than both of us, the Wicked Witch of the Night
screamed with her climax and her scream was echoed by the thunder. Her
scream triggered my cock and before I knew it, I was releasing my seed
inside her ass. My moan of pleasure was followed by Aleena's
satisfying squeal of delight as she came on my shoulder.
I pulled out of the Witch and sat back exhausted. The Witch
merely laid down and rolled over onto her back. Aleena flew down to my
lap and snuggled with my flagging cock. In the darkness we recovered
while the last of the thunder quietly faded.
"Where is Castle Clitoria?" I asked.
"I can not tell you where it is right now for tomorrow it will
change," the witch said. "But I can tell you how to reach it. To the
north lies a road and if you follow the road west you'll come to a
crossroads. At noon precisely, a carriage will come by, carrying
Princess Desire. The queen is a cruel woman without sex and Princess
Desire wonders the roads of Delightia just to avoid her mother.
Convince her of your status, and she will take you straight to Castle
Clitoria."
"Oh, a carriage! I've never ridden in a carriage before!" Aleena
cried.
The Witch laughed and this time her laughter was free of the evil
she had earlier. She stood up and collected her many silver articles.
I watched the beautiful woman get dressed and realized I had cheated
dismemberment and gotten laid again. What a country.
"The Princess will never help you in those clothes," the Witch
said. With both hands, the Witch grabbed her heavy tits and squeezed.
Silver light flew from her breasts and wrapped around me. I stayed
perfectly still as the cold light washed over me. When the light was
gone, I was wearing incredibly soft clothes from head to toe. I even
had underwear!
I stood up and found out my knees were sore from being on
Stonebed so long. It didn't matter, I was too busy looking at my
clothes. The Witch had changed my pants and shirt to a fine, green
colored) silk . I noticed that she had changed my shoes to nice
looking boots that were far more expensive than anything I could buy at
home. There was also a jacket to wear against the wind as well as a
nice hat that reminded me of a musketeer's outfit. I certainly would
look like a hero now.
"One more thing," the Witch said. She slipped a finger into her
sex and then pulled it out, flicking the finger towards me. Silver
drops of light came toward me and wrapped around my hands to form green
gloves.
"Use these gloves to protect yourself from the influence of
Phallion," the Witch said. "The sword corrupts the mind of the user,
obsessing you until you can't let go of it. Remember, always wear a
glove when using your weapon."
"Thank you for your help," I said.
The Witch hesitated. "No one has ever thanked me before."
"Maybe they should have," I said.
She smiled before remembering she was the terror of the land.
"Next time we meet hero, I will not go so easy on you."
"Next time I want more foreplay," I said.
The Wicked Witch of the Night cackled as she took a step
backwards off of Stonebed. Into the night she disappeared. I walked to
the edge and looked but she was nowhere to be found.
"Can we get off this stupid thing?" Aleena asked. "The stone is
rough on my poor feet."
"Your feet? What about my knees and back?" I said. "I've had
rug burn before but stone burn is ridiculous."
We slept outside the circle of stones under the night sky. My
new jacket made an excellent pillow. Aleena slept in my hat. I
dreamed of ebony buttocks and silver laughter.
The next morning we ate some more Nippleberries and BlueButtocks.
I mentioned to Aleena that I was craving some meat and she made dirty
jokes about it for the rest of the morning. A nearby stream provided
us with water but we didn't see any Nymphs. The sun was bright that
morning and I wondered where the Witch spent her days.
Our spirits were high as we followed the Witch's directions.
Both of us were relieved to have found a shortcut through years of
adventuring and possible doom. Aleena was so excited that she couldn't
stop herself from zipping and flying around me at breakneck speeds.
There's nothing like a happy nude woman flying around you to keep you
in a good mood. A flash of a tight ass or the bouncing of good chest
can make any walk go faster.
We found the road and before long, we were approaching the
crossroads the Witch of the Night had told us about. It was a grassy
plain with some oddly placed boulders nearby. The boulders were quite
large and had some suspicious looking bushes surrounding them. I might
have only been a hero for a few days but even I knew an ambush when I
saw it.
"Hello there!" I yelled. "Anyone hiding behind the boulders?"
"Kama's tits! He's seen us!" one voiced yelled out.
I felt smug over my perception for about ten seconds. That's how
long it took for twenty men to come out of hiding and surround me.
They were dressed more shabbily than even the woodcutters were. All
of them had ragged beards and even more ragged looking weapons. There
was a mad glint in their eyes that made me nervous and made Aleena hide
under my hat. A scared fairy sitting on my scalp didn't fill me with
confidence.
"Look what we have here," one especially burly man said. "Nice
clothes out in the woods, a sword too big to use in a fight and a fancy
hat. I think we got us a rich one, boys!"
The men laughed and one yelled out, "Where's your horse, sire?
Did the weight of your ridiculously big sword knock you off of it?"
"No, no," another joked. "His hat probably caught the wind and
sent his rich ass flying!"
"Now, now, boys," the biggest man said. "We can't stand around
here all day making fun of those more fortunate than us. We may be
bandits but that doesn't make us lazy."
The big man approached me and I realized he was at least a foot
taller than I was. Aleena lifted my hat so she could peek out but soon
dropped the hat back down. It was nice to see she had so much faith in
me.
"Okay sire," the big man said. "Give us your money and we'll let
you pass."
"I don't have any money," I said.
The bandits laughed in disbelief. "You must think I'm stupid,"
the big man growled. "What kind of fancy man like yourself goes
walking in the woods without any money? Fine, if you don't have any
money, I'm sure we can sell your prissy clothes and ornamental sword."
"Oh, I don't think so," I said. With my gloved hand I drew
Phallion. The difference was amazing. Instead of the total confidence
I had when I faced the Ogres, I was instead feeling a little silly and
outnumbered as I held the magic blade. It occurred to me that no
matter how good I was, I couldn't possibly face so many men at one
time. I wondered if the Wicked Witch of the Night had really done me a
favor.
"Kama's tits, pussy and beautiful ass!" one of the bandits cried.
"That's Phallion, the sword of the hero!"
The big man backed away immediately and so did the others.
"Are you sure?" the big man said. He was sweating and his eyes
were a bit wide. Slowly I felt my own confidence return.
"Of course I'm sure," the other bandit said. "My grandfather
lost an arm to that blade as did his grandfather before him. That
sword has maimed my family for generations! I'd recognize it
anywhere."
"He's right," another bandit added. "My father watched it kill
three of his uncles when they tried to rob the last hero. Look, it's
got the same ribbed handle and rounded end. That's Phallion all
right."
The big bandit suddenly smiled. "Kama bless us! A real hero!
Do you have the warm cock and everything?"
This was more like it. "Of course I do," I said. "I have come
with my warm cock to relieve the curse on the land."
The bandits cheered. Aleena poked her head out from under my hat
to confirm we weren't being killed. The sight of her excited the
bandits further.
"Cor, look! It's his fairy guide!" a bandit said. "The last
hero's fairy guide stabbed my grandfather with a magic needle and now
he limps every time it rains."
"Hello everyone," Aleena said. "I'm so glad you're not going to
kill us because I came a really long way to get here and I didn't want
to be killed by just some bandit, you know? I was hoping to get eaten
by a dragon or maybe ground into paste by a giant. That makes a much
better story don't you think?"
The bandits nodded. "That would be more proper," one of them
agreed. "It wouldn't be right for ones as low as us to kill someone so
important."
"Sir hero, my name is Black Harold and this is my bandit gang,"
the big man said. "I think I speak for all the boys when I say we're
glad to see you here and we can't wait for you to remove the curse from
the land. Our wives are right shy now that our cocks are as cold as a
cow's teats in winter."
"Thank you," I said. "I promise to try to seduce the queen as
soon as possible and return sex to the land. In fact, a ride should be
coming along at noon that will take me directly to Castle Clitoria.
Would you mind not robbing it when it comes?"
"Sure, sure," Black Harold said. "No problem at all. It's nice
to see a hero who doesn't waste any time in his duties."
That's when all of the bandits drew their weapons and started to
close in on me. Aleena shrieked and flew up to a tree to hide. I
still had Phallion in my hands but it didn't seem to deter them. Black
Harold took a swing at me and I deflected it easily. It was nice to
see I still had the skills that the magical sword bestowed.
"What the fuck are you guys doing?" I yelled. "I thought you
wanted me to get to the queen!"
"Of course we do," Black Harold said. He looked a little
insulted. "My wife would kill me if she found out I stopped the only
man capable of thawing my cock."
A bandit jumped at me and although I broke his sword easily with
Phallion, I had to concentrate to keep from automatically beheading him
with my counter-stroke. If it wasn't for the gloves, I knew the bandit
would be dead.
"Then why do you want to fight?" I yelled.
The bandits paused and looked offended. "We're bandits!" Black
Harold said. "How else are we to get into the great stories? We don't
have a magic sword and fancy hat like you do. If we don't get
slaughtered or at least greatly wounded by you, what kind of legacy are
we going to be handing down to our sons? Being a bandit doesn't make a
lot of money I'll have you know. Being a part of a hero's epic quest
is our shot at becoming part of history."
"You want to get run through by me just so you'll be remembered?"
I asked. They all nodded. "Couldn't you just be the nice bandits who
got out of my way and lived?"
"Kama's tits!" Black Harold snapped. "That wouldn't do at all!
That would be the first part cut when bards write your epic poem. What
child has ever asked his father to repeat the part where the nice
bandits had tea with the hero? Where's the excitement?"
"Yeah, where's the excitement?" Aleena yelled down. "Cut them
up!"
"Don't you start!" I yelled back at Aleena. My hands tightened
around Phallion. With the gloves on, I didn't have the same
overwhelming confidence in my abilities. It only takes one lucky
bandit sword and the next thing you know, one bandit just became a hell
of a lot more important in the story. It didn't look like I had much
choice though. The bandits had me surrounded on three sides and one of
the large ambush boulders was covering the fourth. I was trapped.
"Let's make it civilized and only attack him two at a time!"
Black Harold said. "He is our guest and all."
It was then I discovered that certain doom was the father of
invention. Ignoring the bandits, I held Phallion up high and charged
the boulder. The bandits stayed out of my way as obviously none of
them relished being the first to get mutilated. With a mighty swing, I
chopped right through the boulder like it was made of wet cardboard.
The sound of solid stone cracking echoed through the forest.
"Is that exciting enough for you?" I asked.
The bandits were stunned and looked to Black Harold. The big man
stroked his beard and gave Phallion a good hard look. After a moment's
pondering, he sheathed his own sword.
"Aye, that will do," Black Harold said. His bandits breathed a
sigh of relief. "The stories will say that Black Harold and his loyal
band of cutthroats was intimidated by the power of the great hero and
his cleaving of the mighty rock. We can show our children the broken
boulder and tell them how mighty the hero was. Kids love seeing shit
like that. Why, we could even charge admission to other people to see
our rock!"
"That's the spirit," I said. I sheathed Phallion and somehow it
wasn't as satisfying as when I last put away my blade. The gloves
really reduced my sensitivity.
"We know you have to catch a carriage but would you mind eating
lunch with us?" Black Harold asked. "It'd make the wife happy to know
you had some of her food."
Aleena and I ended up eating a little from everyone's lunches. I
ate sandwiches, various fruit and drank more than a few beers that were
tucked away into canteens. For bandits, they had a pretty good diet.
Aleena flirted with a few of them and even snuggled in a few
beards. The beautiful fairy was a hit with the bandits as she told
them the story of what had happened to me so far. The bandits, in
turn, made sure she knew all of their names so that when my the bards
get a hold of this story, they'll remember the day when Black Harold,
Smelly Gren, Mean Akan, Big Shan, Evil Derrick, Horny Fanto, One-legged
Gerri, Terrible Jon, Young Keff, Younger Lon, Weird Zutt, Cautious
Carl, Razor Vik, Snotty Bob, Bad Attitude Nat, Fat Mikal and Three
Bites Lento (don't ask) saw the brave hero, Louis split a boulder in
half.
Thankfully the bandits took care to leave before noon. Aleena
and I waited by the boulders for the Princess. She practiced her
curtsey; explaining that her mother had taught her over a hundred
different curtseys to greet royalty with. Aleena tried teaching me how
to bow but she gave up after a dozen tries. Apparently my bows could
be misinterpreted as either acts of war or desperately needing to go to
the bathroom. We agreed that I would just wave and leave the
formalities to the naked flying woman.
The carriage came racing through the forest and we could hear the
roar of the wheels from a mile away. It was a thundering charge that
didn't sound like it was slowing down any time soon. Aleena and I
looked at each other before I decided to step out into the road. I
held my hand up and hoped the Princess's drivers weren't interested in
making me road kill. When I saw that giant white panthers were pulling
the carriage, my confidence wavered a bit. The feline beasts seemed to
run faster when they saw me on the road.
"Maybe we should move?" I asked Aleena.
My guide shook her head. "This happens all the time in stories.
You're supposed to be really scared but refuse to move. It shows you
have courage."
"I got the scared part down," I said. I was tempted to take off
my glove and let the confidence of Phallion fill me. The only reason I
didn't was because I wasn't sure Phallion would let me jump out of the
way if I needed to. I had this image of me gladly being trampled
because I wasn't going to let two pussies run me off the road.
Thankfully, the carriage did stop. The white panthers snarled as
the carriage slowed down and one of them even swung his paws at me as
he tested the range between us. The driver was a fat man who was not
amused at having to stop.
"What in the sixty-nine Hells were you thinking, standing in the
road like some sort of half-wit? Did you want to be roadkill this
morning? Did you invest all of your money in that silly big sword and
figure you'll get some brains after your next adventure? How in the
world did you get a fancy hat like that without anything to put under
it? Kama's tits! Speak up you retarded waste of flesh! I don't have
all afternoon to talk with roadside morons!
"Hello to you, too," I said. The driver immediately got quiet.
Sarcasm must not have been invented here yet. "I seek an audience with
the Princess Desire."
"Perry?" a sweet voice from within the carriage cried out. "Why
have we stopped?"
"There's an idiot with a big sword and a fancy hat in the middle
of the road!" Perry answered. "Shall I let the cats have him? They've
been a bit irritable and could use a snack."
Aleena couldn't take this kind of treatment any more. "He's not
an idiot, he's a hero! Look! He cut that rock earlier!"
"Who said that?" the sweet voice asked.
"It's one of those fairies," Perry said. "She says the dumbass
is some sort of miner. Can the cats eat him now?"
The door to the carriage popped open and a woman leaned out. If
this was the Princess, they certainly had different standards of
royalty in Delightia. This woman had short blonde hair and was wearing
a rather dour brown dress. She looked at me and smiled before ducking
back into the carriage.
"Not long now, my girls," Perry said to his cats. "Just be sure
to watch the hat, your furballs are bad enough without coughing that
up."
The sweet voice called out. "Have the man approach my window,
Perry."
The driver grumbled. "You heard the Princess. Step around and
let her take a look at you. Mind your manners, you mentally challenged
piece of shit."
Aleena gave the driver the finger as I walked around to the side.
It was nice to see that some gestures were universal. The carriage
itself was amazingly ornate; crafted out of dark wood and covered in
detailed carvings. I saw scenes of armies fighting giants, queens
being worshipped and quite a few pornographic depictions of earlier
heroes. The one thing all of the carved heroes had in common was
Phallion. Let's face it, a big fucking sword is kind of hard to miss.
It reminded me once again how much the role of the hero was a part of
Delightia's history and legend. I made a point of standing straighter
and putting on my best smile.
"Hello your Highness," I addressed the carriage. Aleena did a
perfect curtsey on my shoulder.
The lace curtains covering the window were pulled slightly back.
I couldn't see into the carriage but I resisted the urge to lean
forward and peek. Long minutes passed without any comment. Strangely
enough, even Aleena was too subdued by the importance of the occasion
to be impatient. We stood there on the road and waited. Heck, it was
better than fighting bandits.
The sweet voiced declared her judgment. "Please join us in the
carriage."
"Yeah!" Aleena cried. I hushed her but I shared her excitement.
Heck, it was going to be nice just sitting down for once.
We climbed into the carriage and I was impressed with the
splendor within. The floor was carpeted while the seats were made of
soft pink cushions. Erotic scenes decorated the ceiling of the
carriage in vivid colors. There was a hook for me to hang up my
scabbard so that I could sit down without my sword stabbing the seat.
Lace curtains covered every window and bathed the entire interior in a
soft light.
I took off my hat and placed it in my lap as I sat down. Across
from me sat two women. It was immediately apparent that the blonde I
saw earlier was just a maid because the other woman was most certainly
a Princess. She was dressed in a flowing white dress that was covered
in pearls and lace. Powdered breasts threatened to spill out of her
décolletage while her legs were concealed under multiple layers of
dress. Her long brown hair was piled above her beautiful face; held in
place by a shining tiara. She was beautiful yet she couldn't have been
more than eighteen. The Princess lazily waved a jeweled fan while
staring at me.
The carriage started moving and the gentle bouncing of the seats
impressed me. The roads were pretty bad but you could hardly tell from
the inside. Maybe this world wasn't so primitive after all.
"This is Princess Desire," the blonde said. "I'm her personal
servant, Molly. Would you like a tart?"
From somewhere Molly produced a silver tray filled with various
pastries. Before I could decline, Aleena dived on top of one and stuck
her face straight into some whipped cream. A little embarrassed, I
took the platter from the maid and set it down beside me. Aleena made
tiny orgasmic sounds of delight as she ate some fruit filling.
"That's a nice hat," Molly said.
"Thank you," I replied. "Princess Desire, I seek your help in
finding Castle Clitoria."
A perfect eyebrow rose on the Princess's face. "Aren't heroes
supposed to quest for Castle Clitoria?"
Her voice made me shiver. It was musical and sultry at the same
time. "That is true, but I thought the land would be best served by a
speedy conclusion to its problem."
Molly giggled. "It's not my place to talk, but I know I would
like to see this over with. My low born pussy wasn't meant to have ice
in it."
Princess Desire frowned at her maid before turning to me.
"Please ignore my naughty maid. Rest assured she will be spanked
thoroughly over my knee later."
"Umm, okay," I said. Trying not to show how much that appealed
to me, I pressed my earlier request. "Can you help me Princess? The
Wicked Witch of the Night said you might be interested in helping."
Molly gasped and even the prim Princess paused in her fan waving.
"You spoke with the Witch?" the Princess asked.
"Yep," Aleena answered for me. "He solved her riddles and then
buggered her ass. I saw it all. It was pretty hot."
"Kama's tits!" Molly exclaimed. "Did she take your manhood? Or
did she give you a pox?"
"Neither," I said. "She was quite nice."
"Impossible," the Princess said. "The Wicked Witch of the Night
would never help a hero. You are either an imposter or she's cursed
you in some sort of embarrassing way."
"Looks like you get to fuck another one," Aleena said between
bites.
It certainly looked that way. "Do I need to show my
credentials?" I said.
The Princess didn't even bat an eyelash. "Molly, see that he is
who he claims to be."
Aleena paused in her eating. "You're the Princess, I thought you
would want to see?"
"Goodness no," Molly said as she kneeled in front of me.
"Princess Desire is too elegant and important a lady to touch a
commoner's cock. She's a real lady. It's up to the servants to do the
really dirty tasks."
Dirty tasks included setting my hat on the floor and unbuttoning
my pants. She took my cock in her hands and sighed. "It's warm in my
hands, ma'am," Molly dutifully reported. I was very warm. Her gentle
hands were running all over me and my girth was growing harder with
each stroke.
"Have you tested it in your mouth silly girl?" Princess Desire
said.
"No ma'am," Molly said. The maid gave me a secret wink before
slipping me into her mouth. I gasped as I was engulfed and then I
moaned as her tongue went up and down my shaft. Princess Desire
watched calmly as Molly bobbed over my cock. For some reason, I was
plagued with etiquette questions. When a Princess's maid sucks your
cock, are you allowed to look at the Princess and think dirty thoughts?
I couldn't exactly ask Aleena who was currently face down in an éclair.
I compromised by staring at the Princess's almost-exposed breasts.
Of course, that's when I could keep my eyes open. Molly was
quite adept with her mouth. She had all of me between her lips right
down to the base of my cock. Her tongue bathed me with relish to the
point that I found myself thrusting up into her mouth. The gentle
bouncing of the carriage only heightened the experience, giving that
little extra motion to her lips.
With her maid's face buried in my lap, Princess Desire asked the
all-important question. "Is his cock as warm and hard as the legends
proclaimed?"
Molly popped my cock out of her mouth. "Yes ma'am," she said.
"But I can't be completely sure of his manhood. He didn't grab my head
or play with my tits like the butler does at home. Maybe he doesn't
like girls."
"Hey, I like women!" I said.
Princess Desire ignored me. "You may be right Molly. Remove
your dress and offer your breasts. Maybe he lost his passion to the
Witch."
Molly faithfully obeyed. I was a little suspicious that her
dress only required two buttons to be undone for her to step out of it.
I was also a little curious as to why she wore no underwear at all.
Her body left little to complain about though. Molly was curvy and
pleasingly plump in all the right places. She sat down beside me and
lifted her breasts in both hands for me. Again there was a sparkle to
her eye that told me that the life of a maid was not unpleasant.
This was an easy test to pass. Taking an offered breast, I
suckled greedily on her nipple. Because I was under such close
scrutiny from Princess Desire, I indulged myself a little more than
usual. My lips tasted every inch of her breasts and my teeth often bit
down on Molly's hard nipples. While I kissed one breast, my hand would
knead and play with the other one. She smelled faintly of soap and
sugar and I enjoyed every second I spent in her bosom.
"Oh, he does have passion!" Molly moaned. She was squirming in
the seat next to me but never did she try to pull away.
"I'll be the judge of that," Princess Desire said. I stole a
glance at her and she still hadn't moved an inch from her seat. Her
poise was nothing less than perfect. Unlike the maid that was moaning
and sighing under my mouth, Princess Desire was as still as a porcelain
doll.
"He may have passion," Princess Desire conceded, "but does he
have the skills to unthaw my Mother?"
"I don't know ma'am," Molly groaned. "How shall I test him?"
"Do I get a say in all this?" I asked.
"You're going to have to mount his cock," Princess Desire
continued. "Then you must report to me how well he can use it."
"Yes ma'am," Molly said. Without even asking me, the young maid
quickly climbed on top of me. As much as I resented being used, I
couldn't find it in me to complain. Molly slid her slick sex down over
my cock while Princess Desire watched it all. I shuddered at the warm
sensations and Molly rewarded my shivers with a tight clenching of her
sex.
"Well, where's his passion?" Princess Desire demanded.
"You heard her," Molly whispered in my ear. "Do your best or
else she'll punish me terribly later."
"Somehow, I get the feeling you would like that," I whispered
back.
Her giggling was answer enough. I wrapped my arms around her
waist and grabbed her ass firmly. The bouncing of the carriage helped
me thrust up into Molly much harder than I could normally manage.
Molly squealed as I pushed forcefully up into her soaked sex. I
wondered how this must look to Princess Desire and whether it was
arousing her. That's when Molly started doing this really sexy twist
of her hips and I decided that Princess Desire could worry about her
own arousal.
We fucked like this for a delightful period of time. It wasn't
long before our earlier excitement gave way to a less energetic yet
still passionate grinding of bodies. Molly carried most of the work as
she humped my cock endlessly. I kept up my end up by groping her
breasts, ass and thighs. The soft plush feeling of the carriage seats
made the experience completely pleasurable and I had to wonder if maybe
that was what they were designed for.
"Is he capable of climaxing?" Princess Desire inquired.
"I don't know, but he's made me do it several times!" Molly said.
"Foolish girl, get off of him right now and take him back into
your mouth," Princess Desire demanded. "I have to make sure he is
functional before allowing him to see my Mother."
Molly of course obeyed. She slipped off of me and got down on
her knees before me. My cock, still slick from being inside her, once
more went back into Molly's mouth. This time she gripped my shaft with
her hand and masturbated me while sucking the tip of my cock. Princess
Desire continued to watch as I bucked, moaned and finally came in her
maid's mouth.
"How does he taste?" Princess Desire asked.
"Like a man," Molly moaned.
"Then I will take you to Castle Clitoria," Princess Desire said.
"I must warn you though, things will not be what you expect when you
get there."
I laughed and buttoned my pants back up. "I could say that about
a lot of Delightia."
Princess Desire nodded solemnly. "Then maybe you will survive."
Before I could respond, Aleena started flying at a break-neck
speed around the inside of the carriage. I noticed that the platter of
desserts was completely empty. Somehow my little fairy guide had
consumed several times her weight in sugar and fruit. By the way she
was babbling non-stop, it was evident that she was having the ultimate
in sugar highs.
"Kama's tits that was the greatest pastry I ever had especially
the ones with the red berries that were so sour that they tingled my
nose which is usually a bad thing but in this case it was a good thing
except that I wished it made other parts of me tingle instead but
that's okay because I really couldn't have sex with a belly this full
but if someone could give me a warm fairy cock I wouldn't turn it down
at all."
This went on for quite a while. I tried asking Princess Desire
more questions but Aleena's chatter and frequent screams of excitement
drowned out any conversation. After spinning around a good hundred
times, Aleena got sleepy and collapsed in my lap. The Princess smirked
when she saw how comfortable Aleena was snuggling in my crotch.
"Let's talk about that part where you said I might survive Castle
Clitoria," I asked.
Princess Desire waved the comment off with her fan. "I may have
been a bit melodramatic," she said in her musical voice. "As a hero,
it might be best to just see the situation and adapt. If I tell you
too much, I might prejudice you against the problem at hand."
"Prejudice me, please," I said.
The Princess ignored me. I repeated my question and received the
same icy treatment. Molly answered for her boss while the Princess
looked out the window.
"The reasons behind the queen's curse are unknown," Molly
offered. "There are plenty of rumors and speculation but all we know
for sure is that the king has disappeared and the queen refuses to let
anyone speak his name. The queen knows what her condition is doing to
the rest of the land but all she says is that people are better off
without sex!"
"Molly, that's treason!" Princess Desire said. "You could be
banished from Delightia for saying things like that! A queen who
doesn't believe in sex is no queen at all!"
"I'm sorry, ma'am," Molly said. "But why else would she lock
away the Royal Love Toys? She even dismissed the Queen's Handsome
Guard! She isn't frigid, she's become a prude!"
Princess Desire sighed. "For talking like that, I will have to
use my hairbrush on your behind later. And you can forget about eating
at the table tonight. You can feed your traitorous mouth from the
cat's bowl on the floor."
"I hate to interrupt your foreplay," I said, "but how could this
happen? This world has the most sexually happy people I've ever seen?"
Before Princess Desire could respond, the carriage stopped.
Molly looked outside and reported that we had arrived at Castle
Clitoria. That was weird. I didn't remember the Princess ever saying
we were going. Perhaps Princesses were too cool to issue commands.
I tried to wake up Aleena but she was still sleeping off her
pastry feast. There was no other choice except to slip her into my
pocket. Molly opened the carriage door for me and slapped me on my ass
as I stepped out. She helped me put my scabbard back on and cleaned
off my hat so I couldn't complain too much. Before I could thank
Princess Desire for her help, the carriage pulled off, leaving me
coughing in the dust that sprang up.
This was not a good start.
The dust cleared and I got my first really good look at Castle
Clitoria. It was pretty damn large. Multiple towers speared the sky
as far as the eye could see. The gate alone was at least four stories
high. Almost every part of the castle was made out of a pink stone
that glowed in the fading sunlight. Several gargoyles decorated the
walls but I had never seen gargoyles with cocks before. Despite the
hugeness of the castle, the forest of dark tress around it somehow
concealed it from the road. I had no doubt that I had finally found
the elusive castle.
There were two guards standing in front of the massive gate.
Pink armor covered them from head to toe and each was wielding a nasty
looking axe. I shook my pocket but I couldn't get Aleena to wake up.
It looked like I was going to have to handle my own introductions. No
big deal. These guys were going to be thrilled to see me.
"Hello," I said. "I'm Louis and I'm a hero. Take me to your
queen!"
The two guards looked at each other.
"That is a fancy hat," the one on the right said. "He could be a
hero."
"No, I heard that heroes are covered in the blood of their
enemies. This is one is cleaner than the queen's horses."
"Good point," the first guard agreed. "Hey you! Do you have any
proof that you're a hero?"
"I've got a warm cock," I said. "Oh, and a really big sword.
You might have heard of it."
The guards looked at each other. "How about I get the captain?
She'll know what to do."
So we waited while the guard went to get his boss. I tried not
to fidget, being a hero and all. The guard had the same trouble trying
to look imposing and yet not bored out of his skull either.
"Get many attackers?" I asked.
"No, no, not really," he confessed. "You're the first stranger
who's found the place in three years, but you can't just let the castle
go unguarded. What would people think? Tell me, is it hard being a
hero?"
"Not really," I said. "A lot of people want to touch my cock and
some people try to kill me but other than that, it's cool."
"Nice," the guard said. "Get sex a lot?"
"Oh yeah," I said. "What about being a guard? Does that attract
the ladies?"
"Sure," he said. "Kitchen maids love a man in armor. The
stories I could tell you about Henna and her gravy bowl! I just
haven't had much luck since my cock turned cold. Last I heard, the
kitchen maids were fighting over the rolling pins."
At this point the Captain of the Guard arrived. The guard I was
talking to stood up straighter and I can't say I blamed him. The
captain was a babe! At least I think she was a babe, her black helmet
covered most of her face but her body was certainly female. She wore
tight fitting black armor that seemed terribly impractical with the
amount of skin it showed. I would have thought that armor would do
more than just push a woman's breasts like a demi cup bra. There was
also an awful lot of thigh exposed by her armor and I'd never heard of
a chainmail thong before. A sexy red ponytail came out of the back of
the helmet and I had this urge to just give her hair a firm sensual
tug. Despite the raciness of her outfit, she carried an air of menace
that told me that she was not a woman to mess with.
"You're the hero?" she asked bluntly.
"Yes. Yes I am," I said.
"Good, we've been expecting you," she said. "Please follow me."
Hot damn! Finally, someone looks at my big sword, my obvious
virility and my worldly attitude and just takes my word for it. I had
to admit, after seeing how sexy the captain was; I wouldn't have minded
a 'physical' but oh well. It looked like I would just have to save it
for the queen.
The inside of the castle was amazing. It was like the inside of
the carriage, just much, much, much bigger. Elaborate paintings
depicting erotic scenes hung everywhere. Various items of gold or
silver were on display no matter where you I looked. Ceilings
stretched into the sky to be lit up by fantastic chandeliers. It made
me realize how lucky I was for the Witch to provide me with these nice
clothes. I had a hard time imagining myself being allowed in with my
old woodcutter clothes.
We walked for quite a while before walking up a huge flight of
stairs. Up, up and up we went, climbing for so long that at one point,
we paused on a landing that had a set of chairs. It made me wonder why
a land with magic and witches hadn't created some sort of magical
elevator. Did I complain? Of course not, I had this hero job down
pat.
At the top of the stairs was an iron door that required three
sets of locks to be opened. I figured they took the queen's safety
seriously here. Before she would let me enter, the captain had a small
request.
"I understand that you will need some private time with the
queen, but you must understand that her safety is my top concern. I
will have to ask you to hand over your sword before entering."
"Sounds fair," I said but how I felt was another matter. Handing
over Phallion was hard. That sword had saved my life and gloves or no
gloves, I felt like a real hero when I wielded it. Just handing the
sword over felt like I had been emasculated. It was curious though,
when the captain took the sword, she didn't appear to be affected at
all. In fact, she handled it like it was just another large unwieldy
object.
"Thank you," the Captain of the Guard said. "You may go in now."
I walked in and it was everything I expected it to be. Wonderful
treasures decorated every inch of the room. Intricate rugs adorned the
floors while sensual paintings hung on the walls. The furniture was
simply amazing, carved from strange woods and decorated in beautiful
etchings. A fantastic bed dominated the room with its four posters and
jeweled sheets. This was certainly a room for royalty.
The only problem was the inhabitant. Instead of a beautiful
queen, there sat a rather handsome blond man. His clothes were as fine
as mine though my clothes didn't come with the amazing gold crown or
the various jeweled rings on his fingers. I had a panic attack as I
wondered if maybe 'queen' meant something different in Delightia.
"Excellent, I've finally been given a servant!" the man cried.
"No, wait. No servant could possibly own such a fabulous hat. Who are
you?"
"I'm Louis," I said. "I'm the hero, come to help the queen."
"Kama's tits!" he exclaimed. "She captured you, too?"
"What do you mean captured?" I asked.
"Sir Hero, this is the dungeon," the man informed me. "And I am
King Handsome. You have been imprisoned along with me in this horrible
cell."
"No, I'm not," I said. I turned around and tried to open the
door. It was locked. Shit.
"Doesn't look too horrible," I said.
"Ah, but the horrors are subtle," he said. "First of all, this
bed has a pea-sized lump under the mattress. These paintings of nymphs
are so last monarchy. Worst of all, I have no servants. I've had to
push my own clothes through the food slot! It's just terrible for a
king to have to fold his own clothes."
I shook my head. "Wait a minute, I'm just confused. Why is the
king locked up? Why doesn't the queen want to see me? What the Hell
is going on?"
"Calm down, it is a lot to handle," King Handsome said. "Here,
sit down in this inferior chair made by virgin woodcutters. I'm afraid
the queen is a bit mad right now. See, she desires the Forbidden Act
of Lovemaking."
"Forbidden?" I said. "This is Delightia where even the clouds
are horny. What could possibly be forbidden?"
King Handsome sighed. "With normal people, not much. But for
the Queen of Delightia, there is one act she must not attempt. The
queen is tied mystically to the land of Delightia. Strange and
wonderful powers flow through her connection. When the queen is happy,
the skies are always bright, the snow is never dirty and the people are
always cheerful and willing for a casual romp in the hay. But when the
queen is displeased, her disappointed sexual desires freeze the cocks
of every man in the kingdom."
"Yes, I got that part," I said. "But what is it that she wants
that is so forbidden?"
King Handsome fidgeted a little. "She wants someone to kneel
between her ivory thighs and lick her Royal Garden."
I laughed until I noticed the king's scowl. "What's so hard
about that? Sheesh, I didn't expect this land to have such a silly
hang-up."
"It's not silly at all!" King Handsome snapped. "The Royal
Garden is unlike any other women's sex. It is the direct channel to
all the magic in Delightia! Touching your tongue to all that power
would be like kissing a lightning bolt. It's one thing to slip your
scepter into such a blessed place but the history of Delightia is
filled with the corpses of those who were foolish enough to kiss That
Which Should Not Be Kissed."
"Let me get this straight," I said. "The queen wanted some oral
loving and you refused. So she threw you in the dungeon? Don't you
guys talk out your problems?"
The king kicked her bed in frustration. "She asked her entire
Queen's Handsome Guard and none of them were foolish enough to try
either. Considering that they are mere commoners, Queen Bliss didn't
mind their refusal but mine she took personally. She ordered that
nasty captain to imprison me in my own castle until I am ready to
comply with the queen's desires. Lately they've been tightening the
screws. Just yesterday, they cut my wine rations down to just only one
bottle a day!"
My pocket started squirming and I realized it was Aleena. The
tiny woman poked her head out and her jaw dropped when she saw the
king. She scrambled out of my pocket, took to the air and did a
curtsey so deep, so spun head over heels in the air."
"Oh neat it's King Handsome! " Aleena cried. "You're the guy
who fucks the queen Louis is about to fuck! Did she get all frigid
because your cock is small or were you just a bad lover?"
"Is this what my kingdom thinks of me?" King Handsome said.
"Dear Goddess, first I had to stack my own plates and now this? Will
my shame never end?"
Aleena flew around in the room and took a good look at our
dungeon. I was pleased to see her avoid the pastry tray. She looked
out the window and yipped when she saw how high we were. The
frightened fairy rushed back to me and landed on my shoulder. Just
when her small breasts were tickling my ear, Aleena realized something.
"Louis, where's Phallion and why aren't you doing the queen?" she
demanded. "Damn it! You got us locked up and you're unarmed! I'm
never going to get my wish from the queen now!"
"It's a bit complicated, Aleena," I tried. "The queen wants the
king to go down on her and he's refusing."
"Well yeah," Aleena said. "Licking the queen is like snorting a
fireball. The queen must be crazy to ask for such a thing! But why
did she lock you up?"
"Hey, that's a good question," I said. "I'm willing to try. Why
would they lock me up?"
The king frowned. "Now that I think about it, no one has asked
me if I am willing either for quite a while."
"Maybe the queen has given up sex altogether," Aleena said. "I
know if I couldn't get anyone to nuzzle in my briar patch, I'd get
turned off."
"Kama's tits! The fairy's inexplicably right!" the king said.
"My poor queen has gone frigid! Please, Sir Hero, do what I cannot and
eat out my queen!"
A feeling of social responsibility filled me. "I would gladly
eat your queen, but I need to get out of here first."
"Alas!" the king wailed. "The door to this dungeon is never
opened and only the captain has the keys! Unless you can shrink down
to the size of your friend and crawl through the food slot, it's
hopeless."
"Hmm, I have an idea," I said. "Aleena, why don't you crawl
through the food slot? All you need to do is find the captain, steal
her keys without being noticed and fly back here and release me."
Aleena flew off my shoulder and went to the top of an elegant
bookshelf. She pressed a wooden gargoyle and a section of the wall
slid back to reveal a staircase! King Handsome and I just stared at it
while Aleena went to get a candle.
"Can we just use the secret door instead?" Aleena asked.
"How did you know about that?" I asked Aleena.
My fairy shrugged. "What kind of a dungeon doesn't have a secret
door? There's always a secret door in the stories. How else are the
heroes going to get out of locked rooms?"
"Works for me," I said. "Coming King Handsome?"
"I must warn you brave hero," the king said. "All secret
passages in Castle Clitoria are haunted by a dread spirit."
"Oh neat!" Aleena said. "A ghost story! Tell us, tell us, tell
us!"
"There isn't much to tell," the king admitted. "For the last few
years, when someone explores the secret passages, a terrible wailing is
heard. One young guest at the castle tried using a secret passage to
have an affair with another guest's wife. We found him the next
morning, shaking and mad with fear. Worse, his cock was as shriveled
as a dead worm left out to die of dehydration in a desert and then fed
a pound of salt."
"That's pretty shriveled," I said. "And how do you feed a worm a
pound of salt?"
"Great!" Aleena said. "Louis can clear out your ghost problem
while we search for a way to the queen. It'll be a heroic part of his
story to make up for him giving away his magic sword."
"Hey!" I said. "I did not give away my magic sword. I was
tricked out of it. Besides, without Phallion, how am I supposed to get
rid of a ghost?"
The pretty fairy shrugged. "You're the hero. You'll figure
something out. Though if the last week has been any indicator, it'll
mostly be by accident."
"Excellent!" the king said. "We have a plan. Now you two go off
and have wild adventures. I'll try to keep the guards convinced that
you are still here by consuming twice as much food and wine as before."
"I'm still not convinced this is the best plan," I said.
"Sir Hero," King Handsome said. "I command you to go forth and
fuck my wife. And do it quickly. I'm tired of having to bathe
myself."
Hmmm. That was something I did not plan on hanging around to
see. "I'll do it, but only for the good of the kingdom!"
"Yeah!" Aleena chimed. "Here, hold this candle so we don't trip
over any giant spiders. I've never been in a secret passage before!"
The king was kind enough to slam the secret passage door shut on
us as soon as possible. I was disturbed to see that the door on this
side was just as invisible as it was on the other side. The candle
provided next to no illumination but it was better than nothing.
Secret passages apparently don't have windows and it was dreadfully
dark. Aleena, of course, loved it.
"It's so dark!" Aleena said. "And just smell that odor! It's
musty and stinky; just like a real secret passage should be!"
"Never mind the smell, which way do we go?" I asked.
"That way!" Aleena declared. "I have a good feeling about it."
Off we went. A few hours passed and Aleena's enthusiasm didn't
deter at all. I on the other hand was just confused by the geometry of
the place. The dungeon was located in a high tower yet we walked for
miles without ever descending a single step. I was also disturbed by
the complete lack of doors. Everywhere we looked was smooth dusty
walls.
"Oh neat!" Aleena cried. "A real life skeleton! Do you think he
was a brave prisoner who got lost in these caves forever and ever and
died of starvation?"
"Damn, that really is a skeleton," I said. It was a pitiful
sight to behold. The poor guy was crumpled in a corner with his
clothes hanging loosely on him. It was the shoes that really bothered
me. The soles had been completely worn down, presumably by the same
infinite walk we were on.
"Uh oh," Aleena said. "Maybe we should have brought a lunch."
Before I could answer, we heard a terrible wailing echoing down
the dark passage. It was a long moan that started low but soon
escalated to a shriek of terrible anger. Aleena's wings shuddered so
fast she hit her head on the ceiling.
"That must be the ghost!" Aleena cried. "I thought we'd be out
of here by now! Come on, let's turn back and run for it!"
Turn around?
"Where are you going?" Aleena demanded. Instead of running away
from the source of the noise, I was walking toward it. Aleena grabbed
my sleeve and tried to stop me but I wouldn't let her. I had a hunch.
Through winding corridors we traveled and the creepy moans never
stopped. Aleena was so frightened that she crawled inside my shirt.
Her naked body shaking against my chest gave me a nice distraction from
the terrible shrieks ahead. There is something about a naked ass, no
matter how small, squirming against you that can lighten your mood in
any situation.
The source of the screams was exactly what Aleena expected. It
was a ghost; a shimmering white woman that outshone the glow of my
feeble candle. She was terribly beautiful and her long black hair
floated in the air on it's own accord. From her heavy breasts to her
shapely long legs, she was the hottest dead woman I had ever seen.
What she was doing was exactly what I expected; she was
desperately trying to masturbate and her cries came from the anguish of
failure. In all my days in Delightia, nothing was stranger than
watching a ghost try to masturbate. I watched in sympathy as the ghost
rubbed herself uselessly against a discarded candle. Her body was
immaterial and had no effect at all on the fallen candle. It wasn't
long before she threw her head back and let loose another terrible wail
of frustration.
"How did you know?" Aleena whispered.
"Please. After my wife left me there was plenty of nights where
I was louder than her," I said.
"How are you doing ghost-lady?" Aleena asked. Now that she saw
that the ghost was just another horny woman, Aleena could deal with
her. Fear was an easy thing for a fairy to get over.
The ghost was startled by the unexpected voice and perhaps more
startled to be caught humping a fallen candle. She jumped up and
somehow managed to blush even though she was lacking a body.
Embarrassed as she was, I noticed she didn't bother try to cover her
nakedness with her hands. I would have offered her my jacket but I
knew it wouldn't have stayed on her. She recovered nicely though and
performed a curtsey that would have made Aleena's mother proud.
"Greetings, knight, I was Countess Promise of the Fair Lands when
I was alive," the ghost said. "I am amazed that you are not shaking in
terror. You must be an especially brave knight."
I swallowed. The way she complimented me sent shivers down my
spine. There was something regal about her even though she was naked.
Well, and dead.
"My name is Louis. I'm no knight," I said.
"Really? But you have such a lovely hat," the ghost said.
The ghost waited for a response but I was at a loss of words.
Was it polite to ask a ghost what she was doing here? Luckily, I had a
fairy guide to be rude for me.
"You're a real life ghost?" Aleena blurted. "How did you die?
Did a jealous uncle murder you? Or did ugly stepsisters kill you?
"Neither," the ghost sighed. "I was sneaking through these
secret passages to meet the Captain of the Guard. Oh, he was so
handsome! I had to use the tunnel to keep our affair secret but in my
haste I tripped over a stone and broke my neck. I found that I
couldn't touch anything, not even myself but when I try to walk through
these walls to leave these tunnels, some force holds me back."
"You can't touch anything at all?" Aleena asked. Before the
Countess Promise could answer, Aleena flew right at the shimmering
apparition and came out the other side. The ghost was stunned by my
fairy's audacity and I have to admit, even I was a little speechless.
This was only compounded by the fact that Aleena kept flying through
the spectral woman and took a special delight in flying through her
head.
"Can you ask her to stop that?" the ghost asked me.
"Aleena, stop flying through the nice countess's head," I said.
"I didn't mean to interrupt what you were doing. These passages were
supposed to be haunted and when I heard you, I thought the moans were
coming from someone err . . ."
"More alive?" Countess Promise said. "I don't know how long I
have been dead but I can safely say that I feel like I have not had sex
in centuries. My frustrations have forced me to attempt copulation
with just about anything. Candles, old shoes, discarded dildoes, none
of them can touch me. I've tried humping the corners of walls but it
is hopeless. Once in awhile I find someone wondering these tunnels but
they usually die of fright as soon as they see me."
She started to cry and I felt bad for her. In the land of
Delightia, not being able to climax must be their version of Hell.
When she regained her composure, I tried to make amends.
"I am sorry for your plight but we are in trouble of our own.
The current Captain of the Guard stole my sword and I need to somehow
find a way to the queen so I can lift the curse on this land. We've
been in these passages for hours and we're pretty lost. Can you help
us?"
"Oh, you mean that really big sword the captain brought to her
chambers today?" Countess Promise said. She stopped crying in an
instant. "I thought it looked too masculine for her."
"What? You've seen Phallion? I thought you were stuck in these
passages?"
"I am trapped here, but I can still look," the former countess
explained. "These tunnels are riddled with spy holes. I used to watch
the castle inhabitants fuck all the time until the queen had her
argument with the king. Now when I spy on them, it's terribly dull.
If you can solve the queen's problem, the rest of the castle would be
exciting again. I'm willing to help you in your quest if you can just
make my unlife more entertaining."
"Yipee!" Aleena said and in celebration, she flew through the
ghost's head again.
"Aleena! Knock it off! I'm really sorry about that. She gets
excited sometimes."
"It feels really weird when she goes through my head," Countess
Promise said. "I keep thinking of moon beams and candy every time she
flies by."
"You actually feel that?" I asked. "But I thought you couldn't
feel anything."
Her eyes widened in delight. "Normally I can't! But this is the
first time something living has touched me! Please Louis, touch my
breast!"
I had my doubts but I reached out and touched one of her phantom
breasts. My fingers felt nothing but to my amazement, the countess's
nipple twitch before my eyes. The ghost sighed and pushed her chest
against me. My hand went right through her breast and the ghost moaned
louder. She rubbed her breasts against my hand and though I couldn't
feel a thing, Countess Promise was clearly reveling in sensation.
"After all these years, my poor nipples are finally being touched
again!" the ghost said. "Please, touch my ass!"
She spun around and bent over. Aleena hovered over my shoulder
and we looked down at Countess Promise's ass together. Her buttocks
were beautifully shaped and looked good enough to eat but they were
also slightly disturbing in the way you could look right through her.
I put my hands down and cupped the space where her ass was. The ghost
groaned and tried to grind against my hands. She kept going through
them and then she would adjust until my skin was perfectly touching her
form.
"This is really neat!" Aleena shouted. "I wonder if she can feel
your lips?"
"Excellent idea, fair fairy," the spectral woman said. She
stood up and faced me; her body spinning around in an unnatural pivot.
Her hair floated around her before tying itself into an elaborate
plait. I was a little afraid of her but the way her regal eyes
smoldered made me feel alive enough for both of us
"Please Louis, grant me the joy of your kiss and I'll treasure it
like no woman alive possibly could."
I nodded and she floated into my embrace. My head bent down to
kiss her and her phantom arms wrapped around me. She tilted her head
back and though it felt like kissing air, Countess Promise moaned in my
mouth. I felt ridiculous moving my tongue and my lips in a pantomime
of kissing but her desperate groans urged me to never stop.
Countess Promise was breathless when I broke our kiss. For a
ghost, that's quite a feat. There was a hint of color in her pale skin
that wasn't there before. The regal bearing was replaced by a youthful
need to be touched.
"That was wonderful," Countess Promise moaned. "Please knight,
let me see your manhood. I want to touch it with my fingers, crush it
against my breasts and taste it with my tongue. If I still had my
wealth, I would shower you in gold and gems. But since I have nothing,
I can only offer you a countess's gratitude."
"Don't worry countess," Aleena said. "Louis does this sort of
thing for free all the time. Go ahead Louis, whip it out."
That's Aleena, my own little cheering section. Still, she was
right. After all the women I had helped on this journey, it would be
selfish to deny the countess just because she wasn't alive. I pulled
down my pants and let the countess have her heart's desire.
"Oh yes," Countess Promised sighed. She did all the things she
had promised to do. First she ran her hands all over my cock,
delighting in how it felt against her palm. Her breasts were next as
the countess buried my manhood deep between her ghostly tits. She took
me into her lips and ran her tongue all up and down my shaft. Her
tongue even devoted itself to my balls and I wished with all my heart
that I could feel even half the things I was seeing.
"Louis, be a gentleman and lay down for the countess," Aleena
said. "She's been horny for a long time."
The countess clapped her hands with girlish delight. What could
I do? I got down on the dusty ground and laid on my back. Aleena was
far too helpful and grabbed the base of my cock. She pulled back so it
would point straight up for Countess Promise. The ghost beauty
accepted Aleena's help and squatted very ladylike over me. She dropped
her ethereal pussy right over my very real cock and her scream of
pleasure echoed down the secret halls.
"Yes!" Countess Promise yelled. "After all these long, long
years! Move it around for me please."
Aleena obliged and flew down to between my legs. She wrapped her
arms around the base of my cock and waved it around. The little Fairy
was even careful not to stand too high and touch the ghost with her
head. Countess Promise threw back her head and moaned. She humped my
body with a passion that made me throb just to watch her. I couldn't
take my eyes off of her bouncing breasts or her constantly expressive
face. Her lips quivered, her eyes closed in pleasure and her hair
unwound from its braid and flew around her face in an orgasmic frenzy.
It was the most sensual thing I had ever seen and yet I couldn't feel
any of it.
She climaxed endlessly on my cock. At times I helped her, like
when I tried to cup her intangible breasts or when I pantomimed
grabbing her ass. Aleena was having far too much fun controlling the
base of my cock and waving me around like a flag. Throughout it all,
the countess screamed and moaned her new joys with an appreciation that
few mortal women could rival.
"No more, no more," Countess Promise whimpered. She floated
above me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "You have worn this lady
completely out. What endurance you have!"
"It was nothing," I said. That was true. Not feeling anything
but watching a hot woman screw me made for a constant erection. I was
suffering from a severe case of desire but being a hero, I tried not to
whine about it. I did whimper a bit when I pulled my tight pants over
my very sensitive erection.
"Follow me brave Louis and helpful Aleena," Countess Promise
said. Her normal ghostly glow was now shining as brightly as a dozen
torches. "I shall take you to a secret entrance into the captain's
quarters."
Aleena zipped behind the countess while I struggled to keep up.
This had to be the longest I had gone in Delightia without getting
laid. It was a strange feeling. As I watched the ladies' asses in
front of me, I wondered how I had ever done without sex in my world.
An hour later, Countess Promise stopped at a section of the wall
and told me to press on a moldy brick. I pushed and a door opened in
the secret tunnel! Aleena dashed in; thrilled to finally be out of
those dark hallways. I stepped in behind her and although the window
revealed that it was night outside, I was happy to be out of the
forbidding darkness of the passages.
"What a strange room this is," Aleena said.
I had to agree. It was a mess. You couldn't see the floor for
all the weapons and armor lying around everywhere. Even the tables
were covered in junk although the junk was certainly peculiar. There
were weird animal hides, broken swords and more cracked helmets than I
could count. Only the bed was clean, though it was unmade and I
noticed two or three dildoes sitting at the foot.
"Why does she have all this junk?" Aleena asked.
Countess Promise answered us from the doorway. "These belong to
the enemies of the queen she has defeated."
I swallowed hard. There was a lot of shit.
"It is the duty of the Captain of the Guard to enforce the will
of the queen," Countess Promise said. "Whomever angers or threatens
the queen must die at the captain's blade. I have seen her slay
suitors who thought they could woo the queen. I have seen her slay
angry men who are tired of having frozen cocks. This past year, the
Captain of the Guard has slaughtered more enemies than any other
captain before her. She enjoys her work, and she likes keeping
mementos."
Aleena found Phallion underneath the captain's bed. It looked
like it had just been thrown under there. I dug it out and thanked my
lucky stars that I found the sword before the captain found me.
"My, you do cut a dashing figure with a sword," Countess Promise
said. I had a feeling she was flirting for another round.
"Thank you, countess," I said. "I promise, when all this is
over, I will tell the queen of your plight. You will never be lacking
in lovers again."
The ghost blushed again but before she could answer, the door
behind me slammed open.
"How in Kama's ass did you get in my bedroom?" the Captain of the
Guard demanded.
Oh fuck. So much for sneaking past the captain and finding the
queen. The countess clapped her hands at the imminent entertainment.
Aleena was happy too. It was nice to see that so many people had faith
in me.
"Step aside captain," I said bravely. "It is good that you would
try to protect your queen but I have a job to do."
The dazzling redhead drew her sword. It was a wispy thin blade
that sparkled in the lamplight. There was something feminine about her
sword that made me afraid of it despite its small size. For some
reason, I was feeling oddly inadequate.
"Shit!" Aleena exclaimed. "She's wielding Labiax!"
"Is that a magic sword?" I asked as I drew my own. Oh yeah, that
felt good. Some of my confidence was returning and I felt silly for
having been intimidated. How can such a tiny sword stand up to the
massive might of Phallion?
"Labiax was created to protect the world if an evil man ever
possessed Phallion," Countess Promise explained. "It is Phallion's
equal in every way."
The captain smiled. "You will have to kill me to see the queen,"
she said. "I shall defend her wishes with my dying breath."
Instead of saying something equally heroic, I lunged at her with
Phallion. I hoped that if she were busy talking, she wouldn't be busy
defending. It almost worked. The captain's eyes widened in shock but
Labiax swung around on its own accord and easily deflected Phallion.
It was my turn to be surprised as my large blade almost flew from my
hand. This was going to be tricky.
"Well tried, hero," the captain said. "You almost got me. Now
prepare to die before my superior skills!"
"Ditto!" I yelled as she charged me. Phallion blocked her sword
and did this neat spinning thing that slipped past her defenses.
Phallion chopped towards her head and I gasped at the thought of this
brave woman being slain. At the last moment, my fear reigned Phallion
in and the magic sword merely sliced her helmet open.
We stood there in mutual surprise as her helmet cracked and fell
apart. Wow, she was stunning under her helmet. She had high beautiful
cheekbones and the cutest little button nose. The nose was currently
flaring in anger.
"I underestimated you," the captain said.
I shrugged. "Looks like I underestimated myself too."
This time it was the captain's turn to charge me. Our blades
flashed in her messy bedroom as we struggled to maintain our footing.
The ferocity of her attack was pushing me all over the room. Poor
Aleena screamed several times as our swords came dangerously close to
the fluttering fairy. I managed to retreat out the door and get into
the hallway where things might be a little safer. Once out in the
hall, the captain paused in her attacks and we spent a moment catching
our breaths.
"I'm not convinced these swords are equal," I said. "I've nearly
killed you once and you haven't even laid a finger on me."
"Oh really?" she said sarcastically.
At that moment, my hat decided to disintegrate. In ribbons and
tatters, my hat fell all around me like fake snow. I noticed a few of
my hairs falling as well. The worse part was I couldn't even remember
her sword coming close to my head!
"Oh, you're good," I said.
We lunged at one another again. Phallion filled my mind with the
need to bash and swing and slash and I let the blade control me. The
gloves were the only things keeping me in control as our swords
repeatedly clashed. For a few moments, the captain would be
dangerously close to slaying me and then circumstances or a lucky step
would change our fates and I would be pressing her. Our swords
thirsted for combat and we were carried along almost as bystanders to
our swords' duel.
At one point the captain was forced to descend a staircase
backwards. I pressed my temporary momentum as the brave redhead
struggled to hold me off. Being above her was too great an advantage
and my blade slipped past her defenses and struck her squarely on the
shoulders. At the last moment I pulled at Phallion and stopped her
from taking any real harm.
Did the captain appreciate this? Well, she might have if
Phallion hadn't cut through the bindings holding her breastplate. The
plate swung loosely and exposed both of her breasts. I stood there in
shock as the captain quickly undid the other strap and let her
breastplate hit the ground. Now she was topless and breathing hard.
She was also very, very, very pissed.
"Kama's tits! What are you staring at?" she yelled.
"Sorry," I offered lamely before she attacked again.
Her rage was amazing. And so were her tits. How the captain
managed to stay upright with those heavy breasts swinging around I'll
never figure out. Back and forth, up and down and sometimes even in
circles during a complicated move, those tits never stopped.
A ripping sound brought me out of my daydream. Labiax and its
tiny pointed end tore a jagged line straight down my shirt. I froze in
shock at the blade being that close but recovered quickly enough to
dodge away before the sword got any closer. My shirt wasn't so lucky.
It had been ripped open and was no longer presentable for royal
company.
"So that's the chest of a hero?" the captain said. She looked
down. "I think you have the better view."
"Hey, that's just mean," I said.
Aleena fluttered overhead. "To be honest Louis, she does have a
pretty chest."
I growled. It was one thing to try to kill me but insulting my
chest was a little low.
We closed in again with our swords and out of nowhere, she
punched me!
"Ouch!" I yelled. I hadn't been punched in the nose since I was
a kid! It hurt pretty badly but I was more upset at how easily she did
it. Maybe Phallion wouldn't be enough to win this fight.
"That hurt!" I snapped before rushing back in attack.
"Good," the captain said. "What are you going to do about it?"
Now it was my turn to be pissed. It didn't help my sword-
fighting though. Our swords clashed loudly through the grand castle
halls while we continued our fight. Other guards showed up and to my
surprise, they did nothing. Apparently they recognized two magic
swords and didn't want any part of it. A few of the guards cheered
when they saw their naked captain and it pissed her off so much, she
punched me in the nose again.
"Damn it! Quit doing that!" I snapped.
The captain smirked.
"Fine!" I snapped and I focused my will into Phallion. The lusty
blade was eager to obey and darted down in a swift arc. The captain
deflected Phallion from hitting her leg but it wasn't her leg we were
aiming for. My sword sliced through the chainmail links of her thong
and managed to hook it as well. With a swift swing, Phallion pulled
loose her bikini armor and sent it flying into the crowd of assembled
guards. I saw a bunch of them dive for the metal panties like a
souvenir.
"You dirty minded freak!" the captain yelled and she punched me
again. As I stumbled back, she punched me again, and again and again
as Phallion and Labiax continued their endless stalemate. The captain
hit me multiple times but none of it was serious. Sure, hitting my arm
was cramping the muscle and hitting my chest was knocking the wind out
of me, but it wasn't any rougher than teenage horseplay.
She backed me into an empty library. I found it odd that she
paused long enough in her punching to slam and lock the door behind
her. We were alone in the library except for Aleena who managed to
come in under the door crack. Maybe it wasn't so odd once you realize
that she was butt-naked except for her leather boots. I think she
wanted to kill me without an audience to admire her sweating muscular
body.
"Are you all right, Louis?" Aleena asked.
"I'd be better if she stopped punching me," I said. "My arm is
getting sore."
"I don't get it," Aleena said. "I mean, I know the swords are
equals but if she can let the swords fight and be free to punch you,
why doesn't she just pick up a knife and finish you off?"
"Shut up!" I yelled. Strangely enough, so did the captain.
There was an anxiety on her face that made no sense. I was terrified
that Aleena had told her how to kill me, and apparently the captain was
just as scared as I was.
The captain attacked me again and this time she was twice as fast
and furious. She had stopped punching me though. I can tell the naked
redhead was trying to keep me too busy to fight but let's face it,
Phallion could handle the swordfight by himself. As our magical blades
parried, slashed and riposted, I thought about the quandary of Aleena's
question. It wasn't easy. Although the fight wasn't distracting, the
sight of the captain's naked body exerting itself certainly was. Just
the way her muscles bulged on her thighs was enough to make me forget
the question. When I figured it out, I burst out laughing in relief.
"You want me to win!" I said as we fought our way around a desk.
"Nonsense," the captain replied.
"It makes a whole lot more sense now," I said. "If our swords
are so even, then why have I been able to strip you? I could have
killed you a few times but I held back. That would only be possible if
you were letting me."
"I am not letting you strip me!" the captain snapped.
"Well, that's more my fault," I said. "Phallion keeps wanting to
kill you but I hold it back. I guess I don't have the same need for
spilling blood that other heroes did."
The captain stopped fighting and just looked at me in disbelief.
"You're holding back? You're as stupid as an ogre with a hard cock.
Don't you realize that I am sworn to obey the queen with my dying
breath? Either you kill me or I'll have to kill you."
"I realize that," I said as I sheathed Phallion. "I also know
that if you really intended to kill me, I'd be dead by now. So let's
quit playing around and figure something out."
For one brief moment, I thought the she was going to say the hell
with it and run me through. After a few tense seconds, the captain
screamed and tried to sheath Labiax but her belt was lying in a hall
somewhere. She put her sword down on a table and glared at me. I let
out the breath I was holding.
"See? That wasn't so hard," I said.
"Fuck you," the captain said.
"Why do you want Louis to win?" Aleena asked. "I thought you
were mean and nasty."
"I want him to win because the queen, Blessed Be Her Hair, has
thrown her tantrum for too long," the captain said. "I may be sworn to
protect her life but no one said I had to stand by and watch her be a
bitch. If Louis is willing to die between her legs, I say let him."
"Right on!" I said. "Wait a minute-"
"Why's the queen being so stubborn?" Aleena asked. "If someone
wanted to lick me, I'd let them."
"Ewww, don't even mention licking," the captain said. "Ever
since the cocks have turned cold, all I've had is licking. A woman
needs a good piece of flesh now and then."
"Hey, I got a cock," I said. True, I was still mad about her
punching me, but she was a hot female warrior and I am a generous hero.
I was willing to spread my gifts around in the interest of charity.
The captain ignored me. "The queen is holding out because she
thinks the hero will chicken out like every one else has. I'd
volunteer for the duty and die happily but the queen isn't fond of
women. I just hope this hero lives long to enough to make her climax."
"Louis is good at that," Aleena offered. "He's made all sorts of
women happy the last few days. I'm sure she'll come before his corpse
is fried by the intense magic of her thighs."
"Hello? I'm in the room you know," I said. "Maybe this isn't a
good idea after all. If the queen's sex is that deadly, maybe I should
make some sort of safe-sex barrier. You guys don't have some sort of
plastic wrap do you?"
"Listen to me carefully hero," the captain said in very quiet
tones. "You're the best chance we have to getting the queen through
this crisis. She wants her Royal Pussy licked and by Kama, you will
lick that pussy if I have to hold Labiax to your throat while you do
it. Hopefully she will climax before you die and end the curse. I'm
hoping that even if you fail, your horrible death will make her
understand that what she wants is impossible."
"When was the last time any one tried to lick a queen?" I asked.
"About two hundred years ago," the captain said. Queen Beautiful
fried the Royal Gardener. On moonlight nights, you can still see smoke
rising from his grave."
"Neat!" Aleena said. "But how are we going to get to the queen's
chambers? Can you draw us a map?"
"A map wouldn't work," the captain said. "The rest of my guards
would try to stop Louis and get killed in the process. At the same
time, I can't just take him to the queen because I would be violating
my oath and bringing shame to my profession."
"But you are violating your oath right now by helping us," Aleena
said.
Fuck! I could see that gears turning in the captain's head. The
queen's servant had expected to die selflessly on my blade but my
change of plans had confused her. She had been willing to talk because
she didn't realize yet that her betrayal was going to be public
knowledge. I didn't know how she was going to solve this dilemma but I
wasn't going to hang around and see if it involved my demise.
I drew Phallion as fast as I could and stepped up to the captain.
The redhead closed her eyes and waited for death. She must have been
surprised when I spun her around and held Phallion to her throat. Her
naked ass was pressing against my crotch and her sweaty back was
against my chest. I got a little distracted by the flesh that was
touching me and Aleena had to prompt me by coughing.
"You're my prisoner now!" I said. "I cleverly disarmed you and
held you hostage."
She thought about it. "But why wouldn't I just let myself die
and force you to find the queen on your own?"
"Because of what you said earlier," I replied. "You realized
with my amazing swordplay and killer instinct that I would end up
killing a lot of people. You decided to suffer the shame of being a
hostage in order to save lives. That's a pretty noble personal
sacrifice on your part."
"Oh, that is nice!" Aleena added. "All the great bards will sing
about that part for sure."
"It just might work," the captain said. "Grab my arm and twist
it behind my back. It'll be more convincing that way."
I did as she asked. It was implausible that I would be able to
bend such a powerful arm but hopefully no one will notice. As I pinned
her arm behind her back, the captain moaned and if I wasn't hard
before, I was painfully so now.
"Nice," she sighed. "Now push me forcefully out into the hall
and I'll guide you."
The other guards were waiting in the hall but they drew back
without a fuss at the sight of their naked captain. Aleena made some
rude gestures at them just because she could. I followed the captain's
directions to the queen's chambers and every step of the way, more
guards surrounded us. When we finally made it to the queen's bedroom,
I expected a last ditch resistance but it never happened. In fact,
some of the more honest guards broke into applause.
"For taking me to the queen, I'll spare your life and the life of
your men," I said loudly.
The captain ground her ass against me before answering. "You are
harsh but fair," she said.
I let her go and the captain fell to her knees. I thought that
was a bit melodramatic but it was too late now. Aleena landed on my
shoulder and waved to the guards. Now all I had to do was open one
final door and finish my quest.
It was easier said than done. I knew that I walked forth to
certain doom and that no one expected me to survive. On the other
hand, I had fucked a wolf-woman. I had played with water nymphs. I
had eaten Nippleberries. I've meet honest to goodness dwarves and I
had fought ogres and won. I've been sucked, fucked and ridden like few
men ever have. If this was the last fuck, then I can easily say that
it's all been worth it.
The door opened into a beautiful bedchamber that sparkled like
nothing I had ever seen. The floor was some sort of pure white wood.
Elaborate tapestries hung from every wall, depicting past heroes with
their queens. A golden set of doors led out into a balcony where I
could see a distant beach. Gems decorated every piece of furniture and
gold decorated the rest.
On a fantastic four-poster bed sat Queen Bliss. Her name was too
short to describe how beautiful she was. Long golden hair spilled from
behind her jewel-covered crown. Bright blue eyes looked at me from
under incredibly long lashes. Her lips were full and luscious and
though they were frowning at me, I still found them irresistible.
Adding to the queen's beauty was her clothes. She was wearing a
gown made of gold threads and sliver lace. The gold was so fine and
thin that the dress was completely sheer. Her gown concealed no detail
of her fabulous body. Large breasts spilled over the immodest material
to form an almost nude cleavage. Her long legs were crossed in a pose
that seemed at odds with her regal bearing. Glittering slippers of
glass adorned each foot.
"Wow, you ARE a queen," Aleena said.
A delicately plucked eyebrow rose in an inquiring arch.
"I am Queen Bliss of Delightia," she announced. "Ruler of the
Seven Counts, Monarch of the Great Pleasures, Sovereign of the Great
Tit Mountains and Keeper of the Thick Scepter. I do not know how you
managed to make it this far, but I know that your cowardice will come
through like it does in all men."
"Well . . .see . . .I was thinking," I stuttered before Aleena
took over.
"Greetings M'lady," Aleena said as she curtseyed in the air. "I
am Aleena, Princess of the Fairy People. This is Louis ummmm, hey
Louis, what's your last name?"
I told her and Aleena wrinkled her nose.
"Louis Warmcock, Hero for Delightia," Aleena decided. "We have
traveled far to make it here to Castle Clitoria. We've battled giants,
trolls, dark wizards and defeated many an army who has tried to stop
us. Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to pleasure you even if
it means his head will get burned up and go all runny."
Aleena was embellishing a bit but I kept my mouth shut. The
queen appeared to be impressed. She uncrossed her royal legs and
licked her bottom lip. The queen studied me and I felt obligated to
say something on my own behalf.
"You are twice as lovely as anything I have seen in Delightia," I
said. "Your dress appears to be made of gold, but it is not nearly as
precious as you."
"Oh this?" Queen Bliss said, pointing to her wonderful gown.
"This is just something my maids insisted I wear. They heard from the
guards that you were on your way and they said I needed to be
presentable. I humored them, being a queen I must be sensitive to
those of lower station, but I know it is for naught. No man is brave
enough to face the superstition of a queen's thighs."
"You don't believe your sex will kill Louis?" Aleena asked.
The queen shrugged. "It might. It might not. That is not my
concern. The will of the queen should be obeyed at all times and when
she is not obeyed, then it is a shame for the men in the kingdom."
I nodded. "Being refused makes you feel less like a queen," I
said.
A flicker of excitement crossed the queen's delicate face. "Yes,
it does. You understand why this little request is so important to
me."
"I think I do," I said. "It must be hard to be a wise and just
queen if your subjects and husband deny you the things you ask. It
shouldn't matter how dangerous the task, your wishes should be the
highest priority. How can you make decisions for the kingdom if you
are not being treated like a queen in your own bedroom?"
This time Queen Bliss's excitement could not be contained. Her
beautiful face lit up at the acknowledgement of her problems. The
queen's long legs uncrossed and parted ever so slightly.
Aleena flew up to my ear and whispered. "Do you really believe
all that you said about obeying the queen no matter what? You know
more about royalty than I thought!"
I just smiled. With the queen sitting right there, I certainly
couldn't tell Aleena the truth. After my wife had left me, I spent a
lot of time reading marriage books and trying to figure out why my wife
ran off with another man. Before I realized that Charlene had her own
issues, I became very familiar with the issues of most couples. It was
nothing to recognize that the queen's frigidity was a defense mechanism
for not being respected. The kingdom of Delightia didn't need a hero,
it just needed an amateur marriage counselor.
"Does this mean you are willing to kiss what few mortals dare?"
Queen Bliss asked.
"Oh, I think I would like to kiss a lot more than just that," I
said.
"Then come here hero, and serve your queen."
I stepped towards her and Aleena flew to my face. The tiny fairy
kissed me on the lips and I was struck by how tender she could be.
Aleena hugged my nose, which was a weird experience all to itself.
"You're the bravest hero ever, Louis!" she cried. "When the
bards record your story, I'll be sure to tell them how ready you were
to die!"
"Thanks Aleena," I said and I meant it. "You're the best friend
I ever had. And I'm not just saying that because we got laid a lot."
Aleena giggled and flew to the bedroom window. It was the
fairy's way of giving us some privacy. What? You expected her to
leave and miss out on my flashy death?
I approached the queen and she was surprised when I touched her
face. She was more surprised when I bent down and kissed her on her
royal lips. To say her lips were soft would be an understatement.
They were as soft as a cloud but her tongue was as hot as a summer day.
As we kissed, I could feel her hesitation melt. Her mouth welcomed me,
thanked me and rewarded me for the services that would soon be
rendered.
For a queen, she was remarkably passive. Considering how much
she had felt ignored lately, I could understand that. My hands were
more than willing to compensate. Her dress surrendered her breasts
easily, the heavy globes falling out with the slightest pull. Queen
Bliss moaned in my mouth as my fingers toyed with her breasts. Not
even the nymphs had breasts as soft, voluptuous and pert as these.
After a few moments of touching her chest, it was I who was moaning in
her mouth.
The queen fell backwards on to her bed and away from my mouth.
She giggled at the sight of my disappointment and I laughed with her.
As a queen, she was beautiful, but as a laughing woman, she was
gorgeous.
"Tarry no longer Louis Warmcock," she said. "I desire your
kisses in a more intimate area."
"As you wish," I said but I wasn't about to comply just yet.
First I had to kiss those majestic breasts and their pink nipples that
sat like pale rubies. I was gentle at first but as my lust consumed
me, I bit down harder on bountiful treasures. Queen Bliss gasped and
moaned under my mouth, but I noticed she didn't protest.
The slim gown covered her body but my mouth didn't mind. Slowly
I kissed my way down her chest, my tongue and lips pressing through the
bare threads to her smooth skin underneath. Over her belly button my
tongue pushed down and Queen Bliss actually shrieked at the sensation.
When her thighs parted as far as they could, I knew it was time to
grant the queen's desire.
I crawled backward off the bed and kneeled between her thighs.
The queen's dress was easy to pull up and I had to admire the wisdom of
the maids who picked this dress for her. It was nothing to pull the
gold gown up past her waist, allowing me access to that most sacred of
treasures.
What a treasure it was, too. Delicately trimmed, her hairs were
hair was yellow and glossy from the most pampered of care. I could
smell roses and I had to wonder if that was a quality shared by all
queens of Delightia. My fingers slipped through her gentle hair and
felt her lips underneath. A shiver of energy ran through me and I
didn't know if it was the queen's dreaded magic or just my own
excitement.
There was only one way to find out.
My tongue licked along the length of her sex and I was surprised
at how hesitant I was. It looked like I wasn't so fearless after all.
My single lick affected Queen Bliss more than I would have imagined.
Her body trembled under my hands and her moan of utter need struck me
at my heart. The queen just didn't want it. She NEEDED it.
I could never refuse a woman in carnal need. This time my entire
mouth worked on the task and the queen's shuddering escalated. Her
nether lips were as soft as the rest of her and I thought for sure her
flesh would melt in my mouth. In a way, it did. Queen Bliss moaned
loudly as my tongue explored her and the queen was now clutching my
hair with an unbreakable grip. I was going nowhere.
There was no problem dedicating myself to the task. Queen
Bliss's sex tasted like honey and that was no exaggeration. My mouth
devoured her and my tongue couldn't get enough of the lovely juices it
found. The queen writhed under my mouth. Her hips never stopped
moving as she fucked my face. My hair was sore from her clutching it
but I took it as a sign that I was doing something right. Her moans
rose and fell as I discovered what makes a queen cry out.
The magic worked on me subtlety at first. Nose deep in pussy, I
started to daydream about other women I have licked. My thoughts
strayed to Rena and her muscular thighs. Even though I was licking the
fairest woman in all the land, I could swear it was Rena's musky juices
I was drinking. After a few more minutes, Queen Bliss began to taste
like the Wicked Witch of the Night. There was no mistaking that sweet
tang that was almost unbearable.
I thought it was all some sort of strange delusion until I
started to taste other women. Gretah's forest smells came to my nose
despite having never licked the woodcutter. My tongue could feel the
watery taste of Brooke, Lily and Eddy. The captain was on my lips and
somehow I knew she tasted like sweat and cherries. I even tasted
Princess Desire and discovered that she was only slightly less sweet
than her mother.
Queen Bliss moaned and bucked under my mouth. She was being
transported to some higher plane of sensation while I was being
transported everywhere. With each lick, I tasted another member of the
kingdom. My tongue touched fairy women sunbathing under flowers. My
mouth was filled with the flavors of dwarf women hammering away at
riches in dark mines. Ogre women with impossible breasts, horsewomen
in heat, strange winged women bathing in rainstorms and even intangible
Countess Promise flashed through my mind and over my tongue.
I ate the entire kingdom of Delightia. Every female in the
kingdom teased my lips, tongue and senses. My cock throbbed as I
sampled the sexual nature of thousands. With every lick, I could see,
touch and taste another woman. I understood that the queen was more
than just a ruler; she was an embodiment of a nation devoted to
pleasure.
"Yes!" Queen Bliss sang out. She had her long awaited orgasm and
I could feel the magic spreading from her. All over the kingdom, men
were regaining heat in their cocks and their lovers were singing in
praise. How did I know this? Through the magic of the queen's pussy.
Queen Bliss's hands were still locked around my head and like a
good man, I didn't stop until she told me too. I could feel myself
becoming lost in the magic. My spirit was everywhere in the kingdom
where two lovers meet. I could feel the rough short thrusts between
dwarves as they fucked in the tunnels. Wolves were chasing one another
in the tall grass, shapeshifting back and forth in lust. Down in the
halls of Castle Clitoria, servants and guards were tangling together in
mass orgies. The curse of the land had been broken and everyone was
giving thanks to the queen and her blessings.
I began to smell smoke and it took me a moment to realize it was
me. My clothes were burning on my body. The magic of the queen was
too much for my non-royal body to bear. It didn't matter. I could
feel the sexual pushing, pulling, sucking, thrusting, humping and
licking of an empire. It was my duty and it was one hell of a way to
die.
"Enough," Queen Bliss said after what might have been her fourth
orgasm. "I am once more a woman!"
I pulled away from her thighs and I could hardly see. Small
sparks kept flashing across my eyes. My heart was pounding so hard, I
knew it would burst at any moment. My mouth tried to speak but all
that came out was little static bursts.
"He's going to explode!" Aleena screamed.
"Yes, and I think I know how to release it," Queen Bliss said.
The queen reached for my cock. My pants had burned off long ago
and when I felt her fingers wrap around me, I felt thicker and bigger
than even Phallion. She tried to pull me towards her but my legs were
locked as electricity arced through me.
She was not one to be denied. The beautiful queen leaned down
and took my cock into her mouth. As the queen bobbed along the length
of my cock, I could feel the magic return back to its source. The
rampant fucking that flooded my mind was slowly fading. The little
arcs of static and sparks were subsiding. While the queen sucked hard
and harder, I felt less and less of the kingdom and more and more of
the lovely mouth around me.
"Thank you," I managed to say right before my seed fired into the
queen's mouth. I was myself again and no one else as I climaxed on her
tongue.
That's when I passed out.
It took two days of bed rest to recover. The rigors of the past
week had caught up to me and nearly getting electrocuted by magic was
nearly enough to finish me off. I didn't mind the rest. It had been
awhile since I had slept in a real bed and no bed was as nice as a bed
in Castle Clitoria.
Aleena kept me updated while I stayed in bed. Apparently King
Handsome was impressed by my survival. It was just a matter of
reciprocation, something the royal couple was all too willing to try.
Aleena told me that the queen was glowing every hour and although the
king always had the smell of burnt hair, he was smiling too.
The hardest part to get used to was my lack of celebrity status.
Now that everyone had a warm cock, I wasn't nearly in as much demand.
People had too much fucking with their lovers to catch up on to bother
with a stranger. If it wasn't for Aleena masturbating me every night,
I think I might have had my feelings hurt.
When I was well enough, I was called to the throne room to
receive my reward. New clothes had been tailored for me, and they even
replaced the fancy hat that the captain had destroyed. In fact, the
captain escorted me to the throne and I felt satisfaction to see the
powerful redhead walking a little funny. It was good see my good deeds
had been spread among the people.
King Handsome and Queen Bliss actually stood up when I arrived
while the rest of the people in the throne room clapped. I may have
blushed at this amazing reception. I saw Princess Desire in the crowd
as well as what may have been the Wicked Witch of the Night hiding in a
corner. When the clapping stopped, King Handsome thanked me for my
bravery.
"Louis Warmcock, your courage, ingenuity and tongue has saved the
kingdom of Delightia!" the king said.
"Nay, not only has he saved the kingdom, but he has saved future
kingdoms as well with his discovery of proper queen pleasure!" Queen
Bliss added.
"Very true my love," King Handsome said. "As is tradition, we
shall grant the hero anything his heart desires before he returns to
his own lands. What do you desire Louis? Shall we give you your
cock's length in diamonds? How about a magic carpet that will fly you
towards willing virgins? Wealth, magic or even a princess can all be
yours."
"I've thought about it for awhile," I said. "And this is my
wish: I want to stay here in Delightia. There is nothing back home
waiting for me, while there is a whole world of pleasure to be explored
here."
Shocked silence filled the throne room and I wondered if maybe I
asked for too much. The king and queen whispered to one another as we
waited. Everything I had said was true, there was no point in going
back to my world. After you have eaten nymphmellons and seen the
clouds mate in the sky, how could anyone go back?
"We have discussed your wish," Queen Bliss said. "If you are
willing to wield Phallion against the foes of Delightia, then I see no
reason not to grant your request."
"Of course your majesty!" I said. "Thank you for your
generosity!"
The crowd applauded again and when they were done, King Handsome
made the same offer of a reward to Aleena.
"Faithful fairy, you have guided this hero past peril and danger.
You have brought honor and fame to your kind just like generations of
fairy guides before you. As a reward, simply tell us what you desire."
Aleena scratched her head. "I was going to wish a an entire
castle full of pastries, but I've changed my mind. If Louis is going
to stay here, then he's going to need someone smart to tell him what to
do. For my reward I want to keep helping Louis. Can I be an official
guide to Louis forever and ever so my mother won't call me home?"
There was no need for even a discussion.
"I, King Handsome proclaim Aleena to be Louis Warmcock's guide
for now and forever! May the two of you find pleasure and glory in
your travels!"
The room cheered and Queen Bliss announced that an official party
was to be held in the Dance Hall. Hundreds of people shook my hand and
both noble women and serving maids made vague offers of seeing me
later. I was just thrilled that I was being allowed to stay in
Delightia. Aleena was tickled too and she didn't seem to be minding
that she wouldn't be getting her castle full of pastries.
"I'm so happy Louis!" Aleena said. "We'll be even more famous
now that we'll have all sorts of adventures together. I know you want
to get laid all over the kingdom but where should we go first? Want to
visit the elves and their forest harems? Want to go see if the ocean
nymphs are prettier than the lagoon nymphs? Oh, can we swing by my old
home so I can brag? Where should we start?"
I shrugged. "Let's start right now," I said.
"And leave the party?" Aleena said. There was a smile on her
face that told me she wasn't adverse to the idea.
"Aleena, I think the real party is what we do with our life.
Let's go to that party."
So we did.
The end.
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