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The Enchanted Cottage M/f cons.
copyright 2005 by Red Rose and Tweedle
Aslynn smiled at the sight of a quaint old cottage just off the creek.
She peered in and saw it was furnished, including a table with fruit on
it.
"Hello?" she called out as she peered around.
It seemed as if the cottage was welcoming her, so she walked in,
carefully and looked all around.
Then Aslynn sat at the table and ate a piece of fruit. She washed it
down with the clear water from the pitcher. She decided to look around
the cabin some more. Just by looking out the window her head was
swimming. She could see the brook, the over grown yard and all, but
then she realized she could NOT see any part of the cabin. Yet she was
standing in it! It was a strange feeling to look out the window and
down, and see only weeds and flowers were the wall of the cabin SHOULD
be.
She moved from the window and looked around the cabin. It was solid.
Everything was solid, the fruit and water were real. Yet when she tried
again, looking out the window she could see no trace of the cabin. She
smiled and knew for sure she was safe here.
There wasn't much in the cabin, a table and 4 chairs, the big cot, the
sword above the fireplace, a few shelves with dishes and things, a
couple of books.
She took down the books and lay them on the table. They looked
interesting, and she'd look at them in a little while. As she'd reached
for the books she noticed a trunk at the foot of the cot. With all her
effort she pulled it out in front of the cot and pushed the lid open.
There were blankets folded neatly on top, and she set these aside. She
found a few robes of varying sizes, a white one that was her size.
Aslynn wished that she was able to take a bath, she felt in need of one
badly, and to wash her hair. She pushed the thought aside and went
further into the chest.
In the bottom, she found a pair of slippers, and they were here size!
She smiled happily as hers were nearly ruined from all the travel. She
found other items of clothing, and then she found a carefully wrapped
bundle. When she opened it she found it contained a silver cup, with a
rose stamped in it!
Aslynn stood and put the cup on the table, and stopped and stared. She
rubbed her eyes, not believing what she was seeing! There, in front of
the fireplace was a tub of what appeared to be steamy hot water! She
walked over and stuck a finger in the water. It was real, and it was
hot. There was a wash cloth and a bar of soap sitting on it. Aslynn
picked it up and sniffed the soap. It smelled like roses!
She giggled happily and without further thought threw off her clothes
and climbed into the tub. The hot water felt good on her tired body.
She washed her hair first, making sure to rinse it clean of soap, then
she washed her body. She washed slowly, enjoying the warmth and
relaxing splash of the water against her skin. She washed her breasts
and wondered when they would begin to get bigger for the child she
carried. She washed her belly with almost a caressing motion, as if
petting the child within.
She soaped her cunny and washed it well, loving the way the soap made
her small slit slippery and tingly. Her fingers found her clitty and
she rubbed it, thinking of Feenikan and the love they had shared. She
closed her eyes and imagined his manhood entering her, filling her,
loving her. She gasped as the waves of pleasure crashed against her
senses. Her fingers moved faster, and faster, rubbing her clitty,
dipping into her cunny as she gasped for air and sighed her husbands
name....'Feenikan'!!! and let the orgasm wash over her.
Sated she quickly finished her bath and climbed out of the tub. She
toweled off and put on the white robe she had found, and the pretty
blue slippers. She felt clean and refreshed, relaxed and happy.
Aslynn picked up a piece of fruit from the table and when she turned
back the tub and all were gone. The trunk was back in it's place! She
giggled and said, "I like this cabin!" She nibbled on the fruit as she
took up a book and began to look through it.
She didn't understand it. Mostly it was drawings of what seemed to be
buildings. She set it aside and took up another, in it was writing she
couldn't read, so she set it aside too. The last book when she opened
it, made her smile. It was in her language and she could read it. Her
heart skipped a beat when she realized it was a book of childrens
stories!
She took the book and went to the cot. She made herself comfortable and
began to read, her only thoughts worry about her husband.
Alynn had fallen asleep. Upon awakening she decided to wash her face
and refresh herself. Instantly there was a wash bowl on the table,
filled with warm water. She smiled and went to it.
She leaned over the bowl and then jumped back. She had not seen her
reflection in the clear water, and she wasn't sure what she saw. She
edged up to the bowl and peered in again.
It was the hill camp. There were a lot of people there now. She even
saw the young wizard and his little friend who had helped her at the
river, and Luana. And...Feenikan!
Her heart beat fast in her chest when she saw her love at the camp. She
instantly wished it was safe for her to go back to the camp. Unlike her
other wishes, this one did not come true.
A tear rolled down her cheek. How she wished she was with Feenikan! To
hold him and love him!
Aslynn heard a sound behind her, sort of like a thud. She whirled
around and her mouth dropped wide open.
"Feenikan!!" she cried out, for the thud had been Feenikan landing on
the floor behind her.
She rushed to him and threw her arms around him, smothered his face in
kisses, tears of happiness streaming down her face.
Feenikan was stunned for several seconds then he yelled her name, held
her tight and returned her kisses. After the intial shock and
excitement he had questions. He set her back from him and asked,
"What the devil? How? What? Where? How the hell did I get here?" he
demanded
Feenikan was beildered, but delighted at being with his darling Aslynn
once again. He held her close, whispering words of love and telling her
how much he had missed her during their separation.
"But what and where is this place?" he asked at length, "and how did I
just suddenly come to be here?"
"Will you be returning to the camp now?" he continued without waiting
for a reply. "Not that I'm in any hurry to do so - I'd just as soon
spend some time with you here. I doubt that I'll be missed with all
that's been going on - it appears that wizards and magic makers are
taking care of things, with Feenikan men just acting as support.
Aslynn stood and pulled Feenikan to the window. "Look outside,
Feenikan. Try to see the cottage." she told him.
He looked and was startled when he realized he could not see the cabin
at all. Even when he looked below the window sill all he saw was weeds
and flowers, no cabin wall, not even his own legs which were right
there!
"Be damned!" he growled as he stared in wonder.
Aslynn giggled and said, "It's a magic cottage, Feenikan. I have wished
and my wishes come true! That's how you got here! I wished I could be
at hill camp, but the cottage didn't give me that wish. So I wished I
could just be with you and POOF there you were! It brought you to me. I
can only reason that the hill camp is not safe for me. Look at the
sword above the fireplace! It has a rose stamped on it, just like my
dagger does! Somehow, I belong here. I can't explain why, I just know I
do!"
She slid into his arms, her fingers already working the laces on his
clothes. "Love me Feenikan, love me good and hard!" she whispered as
her hands found his hardening manhood and began to stroke it.
She pushed his clothing off and down until he stood naked before her.
She slipped out of her robe and stood naked too, then slid to her knees
and took his manhood between her pretty soft lips.
Feenikan groaned in honest pleasure as he felt the warm wetness of her
mouth caress him. His hands rested on her head as she moved her mouth
up and down on him, licking, sucking, pleasing.
When he could stand it no more he pulled her to her feet and lifted her
in his arms. He carried her to the cot and lay down with her on top of
him. He guided his cock between her spread thighs and she lowered
herself onto it.
She sighed in pleasure as his manhood entered her, filled her. She sat
down and pushed until he was buried in her tender, wet folds. He put
his hands on her hips and helped her move on him.
She rode him hard, and long, drawing every inch of his pleasure pole
deep inside of her. Feenikan could not get enough of her. He pulled her
down on top of him, kissed her, his hands caressing her. He sucked her
lips, her ears, her neck. His lips found her sensitive nipples and he
nipped them, bringing screams of delight from her.
They rode each other, and everytime the pleasure wave began to crest
Feenikan slowed, to allow her to crest as many times as she could.
Finally he could hold out no longer and he held her down on him tightly
and exploded deep inside of her. Aslynn came to, her cries loud and
completely pleasant to his ears.
Afterwards he held her, kissed her, caressed her. He had a 100
questions, but they could wait. Right now he had his love in his arms
where she belonged.
Feenikan held his darling close and long. He was filled with wonder at
the love that he had found with Aslynn. As he pulled her tiny frame yet
closer to him, he found it difficult to believe thst this waif, this
little scamp who had teased and tormented him in the past, had brought
him a greater love than he could ever have imagined.
It semed incredible, too, that this little girl, so tiny and seemingly
so frail, had not only roused almost animalistic lusts in him; had not
only coped magnificently with those lusts, but had responded, yielded,
with an eagerness that matched his own - leaving him drained, sated,
satisfied.
Lovingly and gently he stroked her back, ran his hands up and down her
tiny frame - fully aware that he could easily crush her with a careless
move - and yet only too well aware - still thrilling from - the
vigourous intercourse that had taken place between them just moments
earlier.
Fenikan's heart swelled with the feelings of love that he had for his
Aslynn - and again found his lust for her rising within him.
Oh yes, he had a score of questions at the back of his mind, but that
was where they stayed as he remained lost in the wonder that was
Aslynn.
Aslynn rose and told Feenikan, "Watch!" She said outloud, "I wish for a
hot bath!"
Feenikan couldn't believe his eyes. Before the fireplace a tub of
steaming water appeared. Aslynn giggled as she ran to it and stuck her
toe in.
"It's hot!" she said as she slid into the tub. Feenikan rubbed his
eyes, not able to believe what he was seeing. Aslynn giggled and went
on...
"It's really a magic cottage! What I wish for I get! Oh Feenikan! No
one can see the cottage when I'm in it, and it gives me what I want!"
She frowned, and said, "But it wouldn't let me go back to the hill camp
when I wished that. Maybe it can't do that kind of thing, like a
portal. I don't know."
Feenikan watched her as she lathered her lithe young body, his manhood
rising again. He went to the tub and slid in, pulling her on top of
him.
Aslynn smiled and kissed him as she felt his manhood slip into her
again. She sighed as she rode him up and down, splashing the water out
of the tub.
Feenikan moaned in pleasure and let her ride him, he loved her hands
sliding around on his chest, now and then tweaking his own hard
nipples. He groaned in pleasure as he grabbed her hips and held her
down on his manhood, aided her movements.
Aslynn sighed in pleasure, soft moans escaping her sweet lips as she
lowered them to his and kissed him deeply, sucking on his tongue, his
lips.
"Oh Feenikan!!!" she squealed as she found the wave of pleasure and
rode it. He pulled her down, close to his chest and felt her pointed
nipples against his chest. He groaned and exploded within her soft
velvety folds.
They didn't move for a couple of minutes, just enjoying the comfort of
each other's arms. Then silently they washed each other and finally
climbed from the tub.
Feenikan smiled at her and kissed the top of her head, then went to the
sword above the fireplace. He lifted it easily.
The blade was long, it was well fashioned and strong even in it's
beauty. The intricate rose carved on the hild intrigued him, for he
knew it to be the same as the one on Aslynn's dagger.
Could this be where Aslynn came from? This enchanted cottage, in the
great unknown..
Now was the time for questions.....
Aslynn marveled that Feenikan could lift the sword that she could not
even budge! Her husband was strong, and she beamed with pride.
"It matches my dagger, Feenikan." she said as she reached into her
treasure bag and brought out the dagger. Feenikan lay the sword on the
table, and took Aslynn's dagger. He lay it down too, and he could see
the rose imprints were identical.
He frowned. He knew Aslynn had been raised by the old witch, knew the
witch had said Aslynn was an orphan. Feenikan had always assumed that
Aslynn was from the valley. Now he wasn't so sure.
Aslynn saw his frown and asked, "What is it, Feenikan? Why are you
frowning so?"
"It's this rose emblem," Feenikan replied. "A rose emblem is not
uncommon, but stylised in this manner is quite unusual. Coincidental?
Perhaps, but the strangest thing about it is that my uncle carries a
knife with the exact same emblem on its hilt."
"I don't see how my uncle can tie in with any of this," he continued.
"The rose emblem is most surely not a Feenikan insignia of any sort -
though it could represent something that my uncle has been involved
with. He's never mentioned anything about it - and I've never had cause
to question him about his knife. I just don't understand it all, but it
does appear to be more than mere chance."
"Uncle Feenikan has a rose knife?" Aslynn asked surprised.
She was quiet for a moment, then she looked up at Feenikan and said,
"Didn't uncle Feenikan say if he had a daughter he was going to name
her Aslynn?"
Feenikan's eyes flew open at the same time Aslynn said, "Feenikan, you
don't think I could be THAT Aslynn, do you!?!?! Could I be uncle
Feenikan's daughter?!?!?!"
Aslynn fell silent, her eyes wide as she watched her husband freeze
with a shocked expression on his face.
Feenikan was stunned into silence for a few moments as Asllyn's
suggestion sunk in.
After a few moments contemplation he crossed over to Aslyn, sat sown
beside her andd took her gently into his arms.
"Uncle's daughter," he mused. "That's quite a thought - and looks like
a possibilty. Uncle would be so thrilled if it were so. And that would
make you the Elder's niece - and my cousin!"
Aslynn giggled as she threw her arms around Feenikan's neck and said,
"Kissing cousins! I like that!" She planted her lips firmly on his and
in moments they were lost in passion....nothing mattered but the
meeting of their bodies, minds, and souls in their lovemaking.
Cousins!! COUSINS !! The words reverberated around Feenikan's mind. Oh,
he could see it now. Little wonder there had been such animal
attraction between he and Aslynn. He and she were of the same blood -
the same flesh. There was a bond between them that only this could
explain - for the fire of blood is far hotter than any normal passions.
His cousin! Truly a Feenikan! The very thought, the sure knowledge, now
stirred Feenikan's lust even beyond that which he had known before. Now
she was more than wife - she was family, and she was HIS!!! His blood
boiled, his heart pounded as he grasped Aslynn tightly to him and
buried his manhood deeply into her succulent flesh.
Long and hard he fucked her, claiming again that which was his,
inspired and fired by Aslynn's eager responses as she humped back at
him, avidly aiding in his impalement of her. Feenikan was driven to
even greater heights of ecstasy by her moans, groans, whimpers and her
exhortations to go deeper, harder, faster. Her little heels drummed a
tattoo on the backs of his legs; her fingernails raked down his back;
her sharp teeth sank into his shoulder as she revelled in the
animalistic coupling. Feenikan felt not the pain she inflicted - his
lust was too hot, too greedy to concentrate on more than burying his
meat into her as hard and as deep as possible.
The blood roared in Feenikan's ears, his heart pounded as he ravaged
the body of little Aslynn - furiously he buried himself time and again
into her willing, greedy flesh.
His release, when it came, was as an eruption - his seed as lava from
some fiery volcano and he exploded inside of Aslynn with a great flood
of spawn that jetted almost into her very heart!
At last, sated and satisfied, he held his trembling Aslynn close,
kissing her endearingly.
"Yes, my love," he murmured. "Kissing cousins indeed."
Aslynn sighed, happily snuggled in her husbands arms, his now softening
cock still embedded deeply inside her.
"I wish everyone could see our love!" she whispered to him.
Instantly Aslynn felt something funny under her body, and saw no roof
over her head.
She knew the cottage had granted her wish!
She started to giggle hysterically as she looked at the astonished
people standing around them.
"Uh, I'm sorry my love! I wished for everyone to see, and it seems the
cottage agreed with me!"
She burst into a new fit of giggles at the scowl on Feenikan's face.
Not that he was ashamed of their nudity, or coupling....but the
astonished onlookers were NOT doing their jobs of guarding the camp. He
was not really angry, how could they help but look at such a lovely
sight before them? However it would never do to let them know that.
"BE GONE WITH THE LOT OF YOU! BACK TO YOUR POSTS!!" he growled in mock
anger and watched the men scatter. Only Starlight and Keegal remained,
grinning ear to ear at the couple on the grass before them.
Still scowling in mock anger, but with a twinkle in his eye, Feenikan
snatched Aslynn up into his arms. "I think we'd better go look for some
clothes," he growled.
Pausing only to snatch up the rose emblem sword, Feenikan adjusted
Aslynn into the crook of his arm and raced along the river bank and
over a grassy bank back to his tent, ignoring the cheers and lewd
comments of those whom they passed.
Throwing themselved down onto the mattress, Feenikan and Aslynn
convulsed into fits of laughter....