An Erotic Fairy Tale, Part 5

"You're not staying?" I asked, the memory of an offer of a threesome making its way to the surface of my mind. Sure, it had been part of TInk's gambit to get me to claim her ass, and thereby the rest of her, but I didn't doubt she would have gone through with it if necessary. "I thought maybe it would be the three of us."

"I don't think Rose would be comfortable with that," Tink replied, her cheeks pink. "Most faeries are pretty exclusively hetero."

"You guys wouldn't have to, um, do anything with each other."

"That's not all of it. Rose is pretty traditional. She's not as, uh, adventurous as I am. She didn't even want to agree to this at all at first. The idea of sharing you would probably be too much, and we need for you two to, um, join."

"So I don't wither away?"

"Yeah. We don't want that."

"No, we don't."

A few seconds passed in awkward silence before I spoke again.

"Where is Rose?"

"Um, she took a flight to clear her head. She's kinda nervous."

"Oh. Like I was yesterday?"

"You slept all day yesterday."

"I what?"

"When we got here, you slept all day. So did I."

"Okay, then two days ago."

"Yeah, you were nervous two days ago," Tink giggled, and even though it sounded like her human giggle to my new faerie ears, my mind still heard the tinkling of bells.

"What would you have done if she said 'no' to Plan' B'?" I asked after another silence, albeit one less awkward than the previous.

"Asked Ivy," the blonde shrugged. "I probably would've had to share you with her. Not at the same time, but taking turns being with you."

"Oh," was all I trusted myself to say, thinking of Ivy's prominent boobs and her blazing amber eyes. Ivy and Tink sharing me didn't sound like that much of a hardship to me, but I wasn't about to tell Tink that.

"I am ready," a voice said from behind me.

I turned, but my greeting died on my lips when my eyes took in Rose. She was nude, her slender yet shapely body on full display. Like Tink, her boobs were topped by pink nipples in lighter pink areolas. But there the similarity stopped, since both nipples and areolas were maybe half the size of Tink's. Of course, since her boobs were a little more than half the size of Tink's, that made sense.

"You're gorgeous," I said, forgetting Tink was standing beside me as my gaze traveled from Rose's flat tummy to her hips to the thatch of red hair curling over her mound.

"Yes, she is," Tink breathed, and I turned to see the short blonde faerie chewing on her bottom lip.

"Maybe we really should share her," I whispered.

"Not now. Not for this," TInk sighed, her voice so soft I could barely hear it. "But maybe..."

"...later?"

"Maybe..."

"What are you two whispering about?" Rose asked, and I realized the red on her face was not just from her glow.

"How lucky Tave is," Tink said, taking Rose's hand and squeezing it. "And how I should be going."

Tink walked toward one of the walls. She looked back once, her eyes first on Rose's ass then meeting mine. She waved and gave me a wink, then disappeared into a shadow that must have hidden the entrance.

"So, how do you want to do this?" I asked Rose when we were alone.

"The regular way, I guess."

"Which is?"

"Um, I do not know. I thought you would."

"I know for humans..."

"Like that then, I guess."

I thought of Tink going down on me before we had sex for the first time. It had helped me relax, although I was sure Tink's purpose was to make sure I lasted for sex later. Well that, and to make sure I 'claimed' her in every way possible. Still, I wondered if something similar here might put Rose at ease.

"I have an idea," I told her. "Lie back on the leaves and spread your legs."

"Like this?" she asked a few seconds later.

"Bend your knees a little," I suggested, as her legs were flat against the floor "Yeah, that's good."

I stared at her revealed pussy and its pink, puffy labia, a hint of moisture glistening on them. But what really got me was her untrimmed, bright red bush. Almost all the girls in the pornos I'd seen were bare, and the ones who weren't had been neatly trimmed, like Tink. I'd only seen pictures of a woman with a naturally growing bush.

"Okay, try to relax," I said as I knelt between her legs. "This will feel good."

"What are you going to do?" Rose asked as I kissed her belly right below her navel.

"You'll see," I replied as my kisses made their way down to her soft pubic hair.

"Males aren't supposed to kiss females there," she gasped as I pressed my lips against the point where her labia joined at the top of her pussy. I didn't see any sign of her clit yet, but I was quite sure it was underneath the skin I'd just kissed.

"Do females kiss other females there?" I asked after I kissed her again.

"What? No. No one kisses there."

"On my world we do. I kissed Tink there. Several times."

"Did she like it?"

"She came several times."

"She had her bliss from you kissing her there?"

"Kissing, licking, sucking, sliding my fingers inside of her..."

"That is wrong," Rose gasped. I'd spread her labia and licked her clit where it just peeked out of its hood.

"Does it feel wrong?"

"Yes... and no."

For the next several seconds, I didn't speak as I concentrated on licking Rose's now more prominent clit. At first, I did what I'd done for Tink, flicking it with the tip of my tongue. But while Rose whimpered and squirmed, I worried she wasn't responding the way TInk had. So, I switched from up and down to side to side. But except for a few more moans, nothing changed.

Remembering an online article I'd read, one that said no single cunnilingus technique worked for all women, I tried a different approach, one that the article suggested might work for women who became over-stimulated by direct contact with their clit. Instead of rapid tongue movements, I licked in slow stroke, concentrating as much on the hood as the clit itself. I also kissed and sucked lightly over the surrounding area.

Almost immediately, Rose's whimpering ceased and her squirming turned into small thrusts of her pelvis.

"Oh... oh... oh..." the red faerie panted a few seconds later, her fingers lacing through my hair. "That is... that is... so... so... OOOHHH!"

Rose's body was still for a moment, and I was sure she either was coming or was about to come. But to make sure, I sucked her clit into my mouth. The next instant, her hands flew up to her own hair and pulled at it as her legs clamped together, trapping my head between them as she shook and moaned.

"That was... oh, I don't even know how to say what that was..." she breathed when her body lay still again.

"Your bliss?" I guessed when her legs relaxed and released their hold on me.

"It must have been" the redheaded faerie agreed, her hands stroking my hair. "I had no idea it would feel so... so... indescribable."

"You never felt it before?"

"You know I am not mated..."

"I meant not even doing it yourself, with your fingers or..."

"I have tried," she admitted, blushing and smiling at the same time. "It felt good, but I was not sure it took me to my bliss. Now I know it did not, because I never felt anything like that."

"Good," I grinned back at her. "Now maybe you're relaxed enough for the main event."

"The what?"

"Joining."

"Maybe," she nodded. "Should I stay like this?"

"Yeah," I said. "But let me get rid of this loincloth."

"Oh, I can do that for you," Rose said, sitting up. "You need to stand."

I did as directed. Rose, her green eyes looking up at me, untied the rope that held up my loincloth. It dropped to the floor, and a soft sound of surprise came from Rose's mouth when her gaze dropped to my fully erect dick.

"That is going to fit inside me?" she asked, eyes wide, mouth open.

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Really."

She reached out a hand, her fingers outstretched. But she stopped just short of contact. Looking up, she asked, "May I touch it?"

"Of course."

Fingertips brushed against my sensitive skin, her touch sending tingles up the length of my cock. She pulled her hand back, looked at her fingers, then grabbed my shaft. Jolts of pleasure shot from my dick up through abdomen, bringing a gasp then a moan from my lips.

"Soft and warm outside, hard as iron inside," Rose breathed, her face mere inches from my knob. "What is that coming out of it?"

"Precum," I said, then realized she wouldn't know what that meant. "It's liquid that comes out when a man's excited."

"To make the baby?"

"No, this is just kind of a preview of that. What makes the baby comes at the end, which is why we call it 'coming' and 'cum'."

"Oh. I see."

"Do you want to taste it?"

"What?"

"Take my dick in your mouth."

"Your 'dick'?"

"My male part."

"You call it Dick?"

"No," I laughed. "We call it a 'dick', along with other words, like 'cock' and 'prick'. A penis is what it's officially called."

"Oh."

"You can suck on it."

"What?"

"Take it in your mouth and suck."

"Is that what Tink did for that man James? She said she used her mouth, but I was not really sure what she meant."

"Um, yes, I think so."

"Did she do it for you?"

"Yes. It's something most girls do in my world."

I wasn't sure that was true. Porn would have men believe it, but I'd heard that a lot of girls didn't really like it or didn't do it at all. Still, Rose wouldn't know that.

"Okay," she said, then her lips were over my cockhead and my whole shaft tingled in response.

"Fuck yeah," I groaned. "Suck on it. Now move your tongue. Oh, that's it."

Too soon, Rose pulled her mouth off me. I thought about grabbing her hair and making her continue, but I doubted that would end well. Instead, I merely stroked her red locks.

"It tasted salty and sweet at the same time," she mused. "I liked it."

"You can do it more," I said, but Rose shook her head.

"We should finish the joining. I'm sure Tink's anxious to get you to herself."

An image of Tink as I'd known her, naked in her room, floated into my head. As good as this was with Rose, and as much as I was enjoying being the more experienced partner, I knew things would be even more amazing with Tink.

"Yeah, you're right," I said, kneeling between her legs. "Okay, I'm going to ease inside of you. It might hurt at first."

"I am ready... I think..."

"Let's make sure," I responded, moving my hand between her legs.

Wetness greeted my fingers, which I took as a good sign. I considered just starting then, but I was worried about hurting the inexperienced faerie. I found the opening to her vagina, and as slowly as I could, slid a finger inside."

"Oh, yes," Rose moaned. "I've done that before."

"You have?"

"Yes, but do not tell anyone. It is naughty."

"Naughtier than me licking you?"

"No."

"Naughtier than you taking my dick in your mouth?"

"No."

"But still naughty?"

"Yes," she whimpered.

"What about taking my penis inside your pussy?"

"My what?"

"Your female opening."

"You call it a 'pussy'?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Then yes, I want your penis in my pussy."

"I was asking if it was naughty."

"Oh. No, because we are consummating our mating."

"But it would be otherwise?"

"It would be wrong."

"But it's not wrong now."

"No."

"So, you're ready for me to put my dick in your pussy?"

Rose nodded. I slid my finger out, grabbed my shaft, and pressed the head of it between her labia. Rose moaned and squirmed beneath me, and I didn't think either of us would ever be more ready.

"There is some resistance," I said as I tried to enter her.

"My maidenhead."

"Yeah. This may hurt."

"I know. I have been warned."

"Okay. Ready?"

Rose nodded, her body tense

In one slow, smooth motion, I penetrated a couple of inches into my second pussy ever. And as I did so, the resistance seemed to melt away, allowing me inside Rose's tight, wet sheath.

"OH MY," the redheaded faerie gasped, her hands grabbing at my shoulders as her face scrunched up.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes," she whimpered, lying back, her hands running down my arms, a small smile gracing her moist lips.

Relieved that we were past the worst, I prepared to ram all the way inside of her. But it felt wrong. Other than the short kiss when she claimed me—and that hardly counted given the size difference then—we'd never even kissed. And I already knew enough about faeries to realize that kissing was important.

"There's something I have to do first," I told her, then I lowered my lips to hers.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as we kissed, hands around my neck, pelvis lifting, seemingly trying to take more of me inside her. And if she minded the taste of her pussy, which I was sure was still on my lips, she didn't say so. She did give a little yelp of surprise as my tongue wiggled into her mouth, but within seconds she seemed to get the idea as hers pushed back. When our lips finally broke apart, I smiled down at her as she looked up at me. It was at that moment that I slid fully inside of her tight, warm, wet pussy.

I did not start pumping, however. Instead, I waited for Rose to relax. And when she did, I eased back out until just the tip was inside her. She nodded, and I thrust forward. A moan followed a wince, and then I pulled back again. We repeated that several more times until Rose didn't flinch when I pushed deep inside her.

Picking up speed, I watched her face closely. I wasn't sure she was free from pain, but most of what I saw appeared to be pleasure. I increased my pace, and she responded, hips bucking to meet my thrusts, back arching, and modest but nicely shaped tits bouncing with each impact.

Bracing myself with my left arm, I reached for her boobs with my right, taking one in my hand and squeezing it. As I'd thought, they were just more than a handful each, and firm. Easing my grip, I drew my fingers up to her nipple and pulled it. Rose rewarded me with a long moan and a shiver, so I did the same thing to her other boob.

"Does that feel good?" I asked.

"Uh-huh," she nodded, eyes closed, mouth wide open, her hands pressing my hand tighter against her tit.

"You'll like this too," I told her before I lowered my lips to the breast not smashed under our hands and licked and sucked on her small, pink, hard nipple.

The girl let out a sound that was part wail and part moan. Shoving my hand away, she grabbed my head and forced my mouth to her other nipple. Well, forced wasn't right, as I could have resisted. Guided would be the better term, and I happily let her guide me back and forth between her nipples as I continued to pound in and out of her now soaked pussy.

I was close to coming but trying to delay when Rose's eyes snapped open, locked on mine, and rolled up. At the same time, her legs wrapped around my bottom and pulled me tighter against her shaking body. Guttural sounds filled the room, mine mixing with Rose's, as her spasming pussy sent me over the edge and I erupted inside of her. Her wings fluttered briefly against the leaves strewn over the floor, and I felt mine do the same behind me.

"That was pure bliss," she sighed several seconds later, her delicate face flushed.

"Yes, it was," I agreed, staring down into those bright green eyes as she ran her fingers through my damp hair. But I was having trouble enjoying the moment. Thoughts of Tink intruded, and guilt flooded my mind as I realized that as intense as everything had been with Tink, and as much as I wanted to be with her, the moment I'd just shared with Rose had been more intimate, more complete, than the more intense moments I'd shard with the golden faerie.

"If I had known this was what it felt like..." she started, but her voice trailed off and a troubled look set on her face.

"You're feeling guilty about enjoying this so much," I said, putting my own feelings into words as much as guessing hers.

"Yes," Rose said, looking away. "And for wanting to do it again."

I kissed her, my lip nibbling hers as my hands massaged her breasts. Rose moaned into my mouth, then her hands found my half-hard dick. She stroked it a couple of times, and I felt it respond.

"Your mouth would work even better," I said, and before I finished saying it, she'd pushed me back, sprawled between my legs, and taken my cock in her mouth. And like before when we'd kissed after I went down on her, If the taste of her own juices bothered her, she didn't say. As soon as I was fully hard again, which was in almost no time, she pulled her lips free, lay on her back again, and spread her legs.

"We should not be doing this," she moaned as I entered her. "Tink is waiting for you."

"I know," I replied, moving my shaft in and out of her slick, willing pussy with ever-increasing speed.

TO BE CONTINUED...