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Subject: {ASSM} Lucy and The Faun (Mf, 1st, reluc, fantasy) by Jimmy
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Date: Sat, 18 Mar 2017 05:10:01 -0400
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After seeing the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe I wondered what would
have happened to Lucy Pevins while she was with Mr. Tumness if he had
had darker intentions toward the little girl he had captured.  This
story just popped into my head and I couldn't get it out until it was
written down.
Lucy and The Faun (Mf, 1st, reluc, fantasy) by Jimmy
Lucy loved to walk through the woods that filled the countryside near
her home. She loved the beautiful way the afternoon sunlight would
spear down through the trees forming great shafts of light in the
forest mist.  She imagined these lights pointed the way to great
adventures waiting in the forest.  On this glorious summer day she had
left her house in the late morning and gone for a walk among the trees
and dappled forest floor. As she stood gazing out across the wood she
saw a man naked from the waist up walking in the distance. What was
truly peculiar was that he was carrying an open umbrella held over his
head as he strolled among the trees.
Not being sure if he was entirely safe she hid herself behind a tree
and peeked out to see what he was up to.  When he walked through a gap
in the brush she received the shock of her fourteen year old life.
From the waist down the man had the legs of a goat!
"Could he be one of the satyrs of ancient mythology?" she thought to
herself.  She had always loved the stories about the ancient Greek and
Roman gods and the heroes and all the magical creatures they
encountered.  She looked closer at his head and she could see the
small horn buds sticking through his black curly hair.  He had dark
shaggy eyebrows and his face tapered down to his chin which sported a
small pointed goatee.  His ears were adorable little goat ears rising
straight up to fuzzy points.
"Where had he come from? And for that matter where was he going?"
Lucy's curiosity overwhelmed her caution and she began to follow the
satyr.
He walked steadily through the forest apparently unaware of his young
shadow following through the trees.  He rested his umbrella on his
shoulder and from time to time he bent over and sniffed a fragrant
wildflower along the woodland trail.  She crept closer, now she could
see his cute little goat tail hanging down his backside.  His fur
looked so soft and cuddly she wanted to touch it and run her fingers
through it.  But she stayed back, just following, she thought out of
sight.  The trail wound its way through the forest and soon the large
rock mounds of the hills began to show where they had pushed up
through the soil.
The satyr climbed up one of the rock mounds turned, crossed his legs
and sat down. He collapsed his umbrella and lay it on the rock beside
him. Lucy ducked quickly behind a tree.
"Well little girl, don't stay hiding for ever come out and introduce
yourself.  It's not polite to spy on people you know." He said with a
very kindly tone.
Lucy sheepishly came out from behind her tree and walked up to the
base of his rock. "You knew I was following you then?"
"Come my dear I would have to be deaf as a post not to hear you
stomping around out there.  Of course I knew you were following me.
This is after all my forest and I have seen you many times as you walk
through it, Though you have not seen me before now."
"You've seen me before? And never made yourself known to me?"
"Yes, you live in that great brick house at the edge of the forest.
Though I don't know your name I do know of you.  I've seen you
reveling in the delights of the forest mist.  I've seen you dance in
the sunbeams that filter to the forest floor, yes, I know of you,
though I know not your name."
"I've never met a satyr before... My name is Lucy Revell, what is yours?"
"I am Panern a descendant of the great god Pan. And I am a Faun not a
satyr, my fur is soft, not bristly like those course satyrs."
"I so sorry Mr. Panern, I didn't know, please forgive my mistake."
"It is but a trifle child, an easy mistake, think no more on it.  So
why were you following me?"
"I've never seen anyone like you before and I just had to see more and
where you might be going."
"Indeed."  The faun looked Lucy over from her flowing blond hair down
the swell of her breasts to her tight shorts stretched over her
curving hips and down her tanned well formed legs, ending at her white
athletic shoes. "Child, how old are you?"
"Fourteen sir."
"I see.  Still a virgin then are you?"
Lucy blushed, "What kind of a question is that?"  She felt a little
nervous about that question.
"I'm sorry, I did not mean to offend.  It's just I'm so used to
dealing with maenads and wood nymphs I forget humans are touchy about
such things." He said in a soothing voice.
"Umm, well yes I am."  She looked at her feet and blushed as she
answered in a small voice.
"Well how nice for you." Panern said cheerily. "How would you like to
come with me?"
"Where?" She looked up at him again.
"Why my home, of course.  We could have tea and visit."
She thought for a moment, "I don't know, I do have to get home pretty soon."
"I live very near here, just around that bend.  We could have such a
good visit. You could see what a faun's home looks like." as he spoke
he gestured toward an out cropping of rock to Lucy's right.
"Oh, I would like that.  Okay I will come with you then."
"Well good, then it's settled." He gracefully skipped down from the
rock, popped up his umbrella and took Lucy by the hand. "Just follow
me then." With a flick of his short tail they set off toward the
rocks.
"Why do you carry that umbrella?"
"Acorns my dear, they rain down all the time."
They picked their way through the rock strewn path as they walked Lucy
couldn't help but notice that Panern really didn't have any clothes on
at all. His bottom was clothed only in his own natural fur and in the
front his manhood, she noticed through sidelong glances, was well
concealed in folds of fur.  Soon they reached a rock lined ravine.  It
felt like a magical grotto with the mists drifting through the low
hanging ferns and wild flowers that grew there.  When they came to a
flat spot in the ravine wall he stopped and walked up to a portion of
it and pushed.  A square slab of rock the size and shape of a small
door swung inward.
Panern entered and turned stretching his hand out to Lucy. "Do you
wish to come in my home?"
"Yes I do." she said taking his hand and following him in.
His small apartment was cut from the stone of the hillside.  Candles
glowed warmly lighting the room. The main room was down a few steps
from the entry, to one side was a fireplace with glowing embers still
burning.  Opposite the fireplace was a small bed covered in a simple
homespun coverlet with a down pillow at the headboard.  The headboard
was made of dark curvy natural wood slats topped with a solid crown
piece. Two comfortable chairs sat facing the fire with a small table
between them. A painting of fauns and nymphs dancing about a fire in a
woodland glade hung over the mantle.  Bits of bric-a-brac were
sprinkled throughout the place giving it a nice homey feeling.
"You have a lovely place."
"Here, have a seat by the fire while I make us some tea." Lucy sat in
one of the comfy chairs facing the fire.
Panern placed some wood on the coals and hung a kettle from a hook in
the fireplace then went off to fetch some cups and tea.  Lucy drew one
leg up setting in a half cross legged manner and stared at the cozy
little fire as flames began to lick up around the pot.
Soon the faun returned with a tray laden with cups, a sugar bowl and
sweet biscuits.  The tea kettle began whistling and he lifted it from
the hook and poured each cup full of steaming brew.  He put the kettle
in front of the fire and sat in the other chair stretching his hooves
toward the fire.  As he did Lucy noticed the fur covered sheath that
hid his manhood then quickly looked back at the fire.
"Do you take sugar? Cream?"
"Yes, both please." He mixed the tea and handed her a steaming cup.
Which she took and began to sip at as she watched the hypnotic flames
dance in the fireplace.
"How long have you lived here?"
"Hmm." he thoughtfully stroked his beard as he ruminated. "Well, I
guess, since the time of man on this continent. Now that I come to
think about it."
"Wow.  That is incredible. How old are you?"
"To tell the truth I don't really know."
"Don't you get bored out here in the wilderness?"
"No.  I have my forest to tend to and every now and then a pretty
little virgin will visit me, like today."
Lucy blushed at the word virgin again.  She picked up a biscuit and
began to nibble at it to cover her blush.  Her eyes again wandered to
the large lump between his legs. Quickly she looked away and to the
mantle over the fire. A small statue of a bird, wings up, with a woman
astride its back caught her eye. It looked odd. As she stared at it
she realized it's head and tail were actually penises.  She felt a
warming in the pit of her stomach.
"Years ago, before so much civilization had moved in the fauns and
nymphs would dance at the summer solstice in great celebrations.  Like
in that painting."
Lucy looked at the painting again.  Now more detail was coming to her
as she gazed at it.  The nymphs were almost naked with only flower
garlands around their middle and each of the fauns were sporting huge
hard cocks. Her eyes lingered on the painting and her cheeks blushed
again.
"Let me play the tune they are playing in that painting."  He brought
out his flute and began to play a sweet haunting melody that made her
think of summer and fields of flowers.  The tempo of the tune picked
up and as she watched the painting the figures seemed to come alive
and move around the fire.
Music from the flute wound its way through her mind, saturating her
entire being as she watched the magical picture of the wildly dancing
nymphs. As she watched the scene strong desires began to well up in
her and she wished to be there dancing with them.   The fire in the
hearth also came alive with flickering images of fire fauns dancing in
the flames pursuing flame nymphs. The whole scene was becoming quite
lewd as the bare breasted nearly naked nymphs teased the fauns with
their alluring dance.  Lucy felt strong strange desires growing in her
chest as she sat enthralled by the dance.  She felt light headed. Her
eyes began to grow heavy and the music sounded like a far off echo and
slowly, without knowing when, she slipped over the edge of
conscientiousness and into the darkness.
Panern looked over at his young guest and seeing she had passed out he
slowly ended his music and put down the flute.  He rose from his chair
and stood over her gazing down at the material of her blouse as it
stretched across her softly mounded breasts.  His eyes traveled down
taking in the curve of her hips as they filled out the tiny denim
shorts.  The hem line of each leg clung tightly to her body sweeping
together to form a tight Y where her thighs came together. "So
beautiful, so ripe, so ready." he whispered as he gathered her up in
his arms and carried her to his bed.
Lucy awoke from a dream. She was running through the woods with the
naked nymphs pursued by aroused fauns she tripped and found herself
face down on a soft down filled mattress.  As the darkness faded from
her mind and the world came slowly into focus, she realized that her
hands were bound with velvet ropes to the head of the bed.  Instantly
the drug like fog of sleep was banished from her. Looking down at
herself Lucy saw that she was completely naked.  She struggle to free
her hands, to cover her nakedness, but she could not get free.  She
heaved herself up on her knees and elbows, the nipples of her perfect
breasts giggled low and brushed against the soft material of the bed.
Sitting beside the bed and leering unmercifully at her naked form was
Panern.  Fear gripped the pit of her stomach.
"What have you done!  Why am I tied here!  Where are my clothes!" She
wailed in fear and threw herself flat to hide her nakedness.
"Child you are in the home of a faun what did you expect? We are
renown for our sexuality,  I asked you if you wanted to "come" with me
and you said yes.  I asked again if you wanted to "come" in my home
and you said yes.  So here you are and you will cum with me I assure
you."
"No. No. No. I didn't mean I wanted that!" she began to sob. "Untie
me. Let me go, please. Oh oh oh please." she wailed.  She looked at
him and saw his great phallus beginning to push up out of its fur
covered sheath.  It was wet and bright red  tapering to a point and
now his heavy ball sack was hanging low and beginning to sway as he
came toward the bed. "No. No. No." She sobbed into the pillow. "Let me
go, oh, oh, oh, why did I follow you." her body was wracked with sobs
as she struggled against her bonds.  She remembered what her mother
had told her about strangers, why oh why hadn't she listened.
"Do not worry little one.  I have been deflowering virgins for longer
than I can recall and they always struggle in the beginning but soon
give in to the carnal pleasures I show them."
He was on the bed now behind her.  She closed her eyes, buried her
head in the pillow and clamped her thighs together hard to protect her
flower from this monster. "Such a beautiful bottom you have. The very
picture of virgin perfection.  It has been a while since my last
virgin and I do so miss this sight."   His eyes feasted upon the
beautiful curve of her back then moved upward to her naked shoulders
covered in flowing golden hair. The bulge of her breasts were peeking
from under her outstretched arms. He softly stroked the twin globes of
her virgin ass swirling his hands over the heart shaped fantasy before
him. Finally he trailed his finger down the crease between her cheeks.
She shivered at the touch and sobbed a little more into her pillow.
He bent his head down putting his nose in the crease of her thighs and
sniffed deeply.  "What aroma, nothing surpasses the fragrance of a
virgin's pussy."
"Ohhh don't!" she wailed.
"I think you'll like this." after he spoke she felt his wet tongue
slide down between her cheeks and wiggle its way toward her womanhood.
"Nooo, don't touch that." she panted.  Then he withdrew his tongue and
she again heard the haunting melody from his flute.  Once more the
tune took control of her senses.  She felt the soft buzz of the
intoxicating music fill her head and she began to feel  warm in the
pit of her stomach.  Slowly she relaxed her legs though she didn't
want to, but the music called to her inner most desires and she could
not refuse its call to her.  Slowly she stopped pulling at the cords
that bound her and sank to the bed in a relaxed state.
Where his tongue had touched her she could feel a fiery desire for
more.   The music slowed and stopped.  She felt his hands gently cup
her bottom, then pull her legs apart. She no longer had the will to
resist him. Her legs spread limply apart exposing her most private
parts to his lustful gaze.  He put his tongue to her flower and began
to stroke it gently.  As his tongue drove farther into her he
eventually landed on her clitoris and tweaked it with the tip of his
tongue.  She jumped at the first touch to her little bud, then she
began to desire it and lifted her ass a little higher so he could
reach it better.
She felt fire in her loins. Her chest began to heave in a fever of
lust as she desired more and more of his tongue.  He lapped at her
clit until the juices ran down his beard.  He pushed her up onto her
knees until her ass was high in the air.  Forcing her knees apart he
pushed his head between her thighs and sucked her clit into his mouth
and drilled his tongue into her pussy.  She was beside herself with
wanton lust, mewling incoherently, she began humping his face trying
to come on his tongue.  Panern could taste the sweet flow of her juice
and he knew she was ready for his phallus.
He pulled his head from between her legs.  She whimpered  and humped
at the air trying to feel his tongue in her.  He knelt between her
legs and grasped his extended penis and put it to her slit. This was
his favorite part of deflowering a virgin, first penetration. Slowly
he pushed the bright red head into her.  "Oh!" she jumped a little
when she realized he had traded his tongue for his cock.  He pulled
back his sheath and continued to push more of his thin shaft deeper
into her womanhood.  At last he was all the way in through her still
unbroken hymen his cock tip against her cervix. He leaned over her and
slid his hands down to cup her perfect tits and play with her nipples.
"Now you will feel the magic of a faun's cock." he whispered in her
ear. With her ass held tight in his lap he made small pumping  moves
to swell his cock. He focused  all his energy on his groin forcing
essence into his cock. She immediately felt the swelling pressure in
her womb as his cock began to grow thicker until it completely filled
her pussy stretching her labia to their maximum around his massive
boner.  He loved the tight constriction of the virgin's pussy as it
locked itself around his cock.
"It's to tight.  It hurts. Pull it out. Pull it out." she cried.
"As you wish child." he began to pull slowly out of her but her pussy
held tight like a fist refusing to let go of his shaft.  With a mighty
swift stroke he jerked his cock from her virgin womb and as the now
swollen head passed back through her hymen it caught it and tore her
virginity from her. She screamed and with a loud pop his cock pulled
free of her no longer virgin pussy.  Her virginal blood rolled out and
down her leg.
She collapsed and sobbed into the pillow again, knowing her virginity
was gone forever.  Then the flute started again and like a drug it
numbed her pain and began to arouse her again.  She could not resist
the music and the fire of lust began to grow between her legs. Slowly
she lifted her ass up again for more cock.
Panern set aside his flute and moved up between her legs once more,
put his cock to her blood red hole and shoved it in till his balls
slapped her thighs.  Reaching down he lifted her legs off the bed and
pulled her tight against his spear and he began to fuck her with rough
hard strokes driving deep into her womb.  He watched his cock as the
red shaft slid in and out of her and her pussy lips caressed his cock
from base to bulbous head.
"Oh, oh, oh, fu... fu... fuck me!" she yelled as his hips pounded into her ass.
He dropped her knees to the bed and rose to a crouching position so he
could drive his bone in a downward motion into her pussy making better
contact with her pleasure spot.  He reached up and pulled the ropes
free of her wrists.  She immediately got up on all fours and he
clasped his arms around her chest and began to fuck her like a she
goat.  She could feel the downy fur of his legs stroking her inner
thighs.  In a lust intoxicated frenzy she humped back into his
man-goat cock craving sexual release.
She could feel the mounting climax building in her womb as he pumped
her hard and fast.  It was near, the moment of exquisite pleasure,
then it was upon her, she came hard flooding her juice onto his cock.
The room dimmed as the blood rushed from her head to the fire in her
belly, her arms gave way and her head hit the pillow.
He felt her come and grabbed up her legs into the crooks of his
forearms. He began to fuck her with frenzied strokes until he felt his
balls contract and the glorious release as his cum shot down the
length of his cock and flooded her virgin womb.  The fiery heat of his
sperm in her womb brought a cry of pleasure from her and a strong
contraction of her cunt.  So strong was her contraction that his cock
was locked in her pussy and would not come out. He twisted her body
around on his cock until she was on her back with her tits pointing
up.  Her stomach was heaving with orgasmic contractions as her body
demanded more pleasure.
With his cock blocked from exiting her he shoved in deeper and fucked
her with a series of short rapid strokes.  The heat of her womb set
fire to his cock-head, he jammed in tight, arched his back and shot
another bolt of cum deep into her.  His abdomen quiver with the
intensity of climax.  Lucy lay before him squirming on his cock taking
spasmodic breaths as her climax continued to roll through her body.
He bent down and sucked the nipple of her left breast into his mouth
while tweaking the other with his hand. Her back arched up as he
played with her sensitive breasts and she rocked her hips humping his
cock reaching for another climax.  Then she came and her pussy
contracted convulsively on his shaft and he came again forcing more
cum into her womb which was now overflowing and dripping down her ass
crack and soaking the bed.
Slowly Panern withdrew his cock from her. He sat back to survey his
prize and gaze at the beauty of her naked body and full tits.  Her
hair lay in a golden aura about her head. Her hips were still
squirming in small humping motions, searching for his cock.  With cock
still sticking straight out from his loins  he leaned over her and
brought the tip of his hard phallus to her twitching pussy. When she
felt his cock head at her maidens opening she pushed toward him
engulfing his cock and sliding down to its base. He put his mouth to
her tits once again and began to tongue her nipples as she fucked his
cock.  He slipped his arms under her and rolled to the side placing
her on top of him.  With her knees on either side of him, her hands on
his chest for balance, she began to ride his cock in earnest.  Her ass
pumped up and down his shaft with increasing fury as she strove for
another orgasm. Panern reached up and cupped her full breasts in his
hands, fondling them and tweaking her nipples.
"Oh god fuck meeeee!" she screamed.
Panern reveled in the pleasure of her cum soaked pussy sliding up and
down his shaft. She began shuttering with orgasmic pleasure grinding
hard against the base of his hard cock.  He grabbed both her ass
cheeks and thrust upward letting lose another bolt of hot sperm into
her pulsing cunt. When his hot milk flooded into her again she
screamed out in orgasmic ecstasy hunching her stomach to drive his
cock deeper inside her.  She humped him hard until her abdomen began
to shutter with the intensity of her pleasure. Her eyes rolled up into
her head and she fell forward in an orgasmic swoon.
Panern could feel her pussy quivering on his shaft as she lay in her
faint on his chest.  Slowly he rolled her over onto the bed and gave
his dick a few more pleasurable thrusts draining the last of his cum
into her. He picked up his flute and sitting cross legged with his
enormous cock looming up from his lap he played a soft and haunting
tune.
Lucy awoke slowly and looked around for Panern. As her eyes adjusted
to the dim mourning light filtering through her bedroom window she
realized she was in her own bed in her own room.
"Was it only an erotic dream?" she felt a dull ache between her legs.
She reached down and her hand felt sticky residue on her sore pussy
and she knew it had been real. She flopped back down and smiled
wondering if she would ever get another chance at that huge cock...
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