An Erotic Fairy Tale, Part 7

"I can't believe I let you fuck Ivy," she said as if she knew I was thinking about the other faerie.

"And Rose."

"Oh, sweet Rose is no threat," TInk laughed.

"So, you won't mind if Rose and I 'join' when you're not around?"

"She wouldn't dare."

I almost pointed out that Rose and I had dared to fuck again after the necessary one to consummate or mating, but I decided not to remind the blonde faerie about that. Instead, I kissed her neck again, then the top swell of each tit, then her dark pink nipples.

"What if I fucked Ivy when you weren't...?" I began to ask.

"I'd rip your dick off and feed it to you," Tink snarled, her hands pushing my mouth harder against her thickening left nipple.

"Wow," I murmured against her warm flesh. "Violent."

"Where that bitch is concerned, yes."

"I would've thought today was a turning point for you two."

"Not if it comes to her fucking my man if I'm not there to make sure it doesn't get out of hand."

"Well, in the technical sense, I'm Rose's man. So if she said it was okay..."

"I'd still rip your dick off and feed it to you," Tink moaned.

"How about I feed it to you instead?"

"Okay," the blonde faerie breathed. "But I think I want you to keep it attached for that."

"So do I," I chuckled as I stood and put my hard cock in front of her plump lips.

"It's got gross green pussy slime all over it," Tink pouted. "But I guess if I have to..."

"Shut up and suck, slut."

"Your wish is my command, master," she whispered, then she swallowed half my length, her cheeks hollow as she applied suction.

"Isn't that genies rather than faeries?" I asked, running my hands through her short, soft hair. Tink shrugged and made a non-committal sounding noise around the girth of my pole.

"And since when am I even close to being your master?" I went on. "Just seconds ago you threatened to feed me my own severed dick if I fucked Ivy. If I was your master, I'd just tell you I was going to fuck... owwwww!"

An angry golden faerie sat back on her heels, glaring at me as I examined the red marks her teeth had left on my cock. She hadn't bitten down, but rather scraped her teeth along my sensitive flesh as she pulled her mouth off me.

"That hurt," I said, returning her glare.

"Good," she sneered. "And I'm lucky you're not my master, or I'd be punished for that. And you could be that when we're alone, by the way. At least sometimes. My master, that is. But only if you're man enough."

"So, you want me to be your master when we're alone."

"It'd be fun to try it."

"Fine. Let's try it."

"I don't think you're man enough," the blonde faerie laughed, so I grabbed her arm, pulled her down to her hands and knees, and jumped behind her.

"Fucking slut," I said, my dick sliding into her sopping wet pussy.

"Your slut," she groaned. "Always yours."

"And mine in all ways too, right?"

"Oh yeah," Tink agreed.

"Mouth and pussy?"

"Yeah."

"And that incredible ass too?"

"Yeah... oh yeah..."

"I should fuck it right now."

"Fuck yeah you should."

"But what about lube?"

"Won't need it. Cunt juice will do."

"But you told Ivy she'd need lube. And back home you needed..." I argued, stopping my thrusting.

"I wasn't a faerie there, not really. Plus, that lube had numbing magic in it," Tink said, looking back at me.

"You were that afraid it would hurt?"

"Kinda, but its real purpose was insurance in case the guy I picked didn't last long enough in my ass to claim me."

"And that's why I couldn't come..." I started.

"...until I told you that you could," Tink ended.

"Will it be the same here?"

"Only if you want it to be—you can use the magic on yourself."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"So when you used your wings, I could've numbed myself so I held off for you? How would I've done that?"

"Just think it, really. That's what I guess I did to keep you coming over and over. I mean, all I thought was I didn't want it to end until I came, and my magic made it happen."

"But male faerie's magic isn't that strong, according to Ivy."

"It isn't as strong as for a female, but you can use it on yourself, to get hard again, to shoot more cum, to keep from coming. Stuff like that."

"Now you tell me," I groaned, shaking my head.

"Sorry."

"You will be if next time I come in your mouth, I increase how much I come."

"I don't think I'd mind that," the blonde faerie laughed. "But can we talk about this later? I want my ass fucked."

"Slut,"

"Yours."

"I guess I need to get my cock all wet again," I said, beginning to pump in and out of her pussy.

"I don't think that's an issue," Tink moaned. "My juice is running down my leg."

"Because you're so excited or because you made yourself wetter with magic?"

"Yes."

"To which?"

"Both. Now shut up and fuck my ass!"

I wasted no time doing as my sexy golden faerie commanded, moving my dick from her pussy to her anus and shoving it halfway inside of her before she could say anything else. Tink shivered and whimpered, but her ass pushed back at me, forcing another inch or so in.

"Fuck!" she yelped, her head hanging.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes," she whined. "But oh so good."

"More then?"

"Oh fuck yeah," she said, so I shoved all of my cock inside her rectum. Tink's shudder lasted longer this time, and her whimpers interspersed with moans. Starting slow, I moved in and out, pulling back so the tip was just past her sphincter, then thrusting forward to bury my dick again. The faerie grunted and rocked back to meet me, and the resulting guttural moan filled the darkening night.

"Fuck, being in your little whore ass feels awesome," I told her.

"Your dick crammed up it feels awesomer."

"That's not a real word," I pointed out, recalling a similar conversation when I was a human and Tink was pretending to be one.

"Fuck real words," the golden pixie responded after another long moan. "Haven't you figured out yet that you hear the words that aren't English in your head, not your ears?"

"But that was when I was human..."

"No, you noticed it then. It's been happening ever since."

I concentrated on what she was actually saying, and underneath the English, I heard melodic, almost birdlike sounds. They weren't as high pitched as what I had heard when I was human, but I realized they were otherwise the same. What I didn't notice was that I had stopped thrusting.

"Don't forget you're fucking my ass!" Tink snapped, and I heard English in both my ears and my head.

"So, you can speak English," I said as I picked up speed again.

"God, will you ever shut up?"

"Don't keep telling me shit you should've told me earlier," I shot back, smacking her creamy ass hard enough to leave a red mark.

"Fuck you," she grunted as I knocked her forward with a particularly hard thrust.

"No, I'm fucking you," I growled. "Fucking your tight faerie girl ass."

"Does that make you a big man?" she managed to spit out between short, fast breaths.

"Yeah, it does," I told her. Then leaned down, my chest against her sweat-slicked back and damp wings, and hissed in her ear, "And it makes you my slutty little fuck bitch."

"God, yeah," Tink moaned. "I'm your fuck bitch, your slutty whore to use however you want."

"And whenever," I reminded her. "You said whenever and however back in the human world."

"Oh yeah...I did..." she panted.

"You close to coming from having your round little ass fucked?"

"Fuck yeah," she whimpered. "Oh yeah... yeah... yeah... fucking yeah... fucking yeah... FUCKING YEAH!"

"Slut," I whispered in her ears as her muscles tensed underneath me.

"Oh yeah," Tink moaned ad her body shuddered several times then went limp, her face and chest falling against the bark of the tree branch.

I didn't know what to do. I'd been doing what she suggested about keeping myself a little numb, and it had worked too well. I wasn't close, and I didn't know whether to keep going. Part of me—the part that wanted to fill her ass with cum, told me to go for it. But the part of me that loved the nicely curved golden faerie advised myself that would be wrong.

"Why aren't you fucking me," Tink mumbled, pulling me from my reverie.

"You came, so I wasn't sure," I explained.

"I want you to come too," she said, pushing her torso up off the floor with shaky arms.

"Maybe I should switch back to your pussy..."

"No, fill my ass. Claim it again. Claim all of me."

"And you'll claim all of me?" I asked, my dick again gliding in and out of her still slick anus.

"As much as I can," the blonde faerie said. "But definitely this. This is all mine. You can't fuck Rose's ass, or Ivy's, or anyone else's. Only mine."

"Only yours," I assured her, focusing my mind on both Tink's words and the feeling of need within me. And in the span of a thought, I went from not even close to erupting inside her tight, round, smackable ass.

"Only yours," I said again after I caught my breath.

Not saying a word, Tink pulled forward, her sphincter expelling my softening dick. She turned and knelt facing me, her cute yet sexy face, with its little turned-up nose, prominent cheeks, and blazing blue eyes, inches from mine. We leaned toward each other, our lips sliding together, our tongues wrestling. My hands sought her full tits, and her hands pushed mine tighter against her chest.

"I love you, Tavis," golden faerie whispered under the emerging stars.

"Even though I've fucked two other girls today?"

"Yeppers," Tink sighed. "You didn't do anything—and I didn't do anything—I didn't want us to do."

"How do you figure that?" I asked. "Ivy blackmailed us."

"She thinks she did, and Rose thinks my desire to share you two together was spur of the moment. And you thought you put that idea in my head. It's been there before I knew you and Rose would have to mate."

"So, like with me fucking your ass that first time, you've manipulated all of this? Is that what you're saying? Because I don't think so."

"Poor Tave," TInk giggled, and the sound of bells filled the air. "You really believe that."

"But Ivy threatened..."

"To do shit. Only someone as naïve as Rose would buy that load she was selling. The Elders don't care about polyamorous relationships as long as no one complains."

"But Ivy would've complained."

"But Ivy's not your mate. Rose was right about that—unless Rose complains, they won't care."

"And about Rose mating with me but you and I being... what we are?"

"That would strike many Faeries as wrong, but at most they'd shame us a little."

"Then what was Ivy's talk of banishment?"

"A foolish young faerie's misunderstanding of the consequences of a minor infraction. I would have had to trick Rose in some way and then steal you for the Elders to even start to consider banishment."

"But you let me believe you were in danger, and that Rose could be in trouble."

"I did. And I got what I wanted, although I didn't even know I wanted it until Ivy pulled that blackmail shit. Then I couldn't resist going for it. I mean, you've seen her. She's the smokingest faerie there is. Besides, if she wanted you, she'd have kept coming after you. I fixed it so she got you but under my terms, even when you thought they were your terms."

"And while you do all that shit, Rose is home crying."

"I said we'd make it up to her," Tink said before she tried to kiss me.

"Shit, Tink," I snapped, avoiding the kiss and standing. "That's pretty fucked up."

"You think its an accident I was the one who brought Peter Pan to Neverland?" the golden fairy asked, her wings pulling her upright until she hovered at eye level with me. "We were kindred spirits, mischief personified. I grew out of most of it as my failures to find happiness stacked one on top of the other, but I'm still me. And you love me as I am, even when you're a little afraid of me."

"I'm a little disgusted with you too," I replied. "You're hurting Rose, who only wants to help you and make things better for you."

"I'm serious that we'll make it up to her, Tave," Tink grinned, her blue eyes and cute features melting my resistance as she hung in the air mere inches from me. "She was my only friend here for a long time, and she made having you possible. I owe her."

"Then be nicer to her, or I'll give you a real spanking, one you won't forget," I warned the blonde faerie.

For a heartbeat, the same wild look that had been on Tink's face when she used her wings to ride me to an explosive orgasm flashed across her face, then her eyes dropped and what I suspected was feigned contrition settled on her features. She settled on the leaf and hugged me, her face buried against my upper chest.

"Yes... master," she murmured, lips pressing against my flesh.

"Like hell anyone's your master," I sighed, stroking her short, soft hair.

"If anyone has a shot, it's you," she chuckled, breath hot on my skin.

"I do love you, Tinker Bell," I told her, while my mind added Rose to that declaration as well, despite the fact I'd only known her a few days. The red faerie deserved at least that from me.

"I know," she laughed, and the tinkling of bells reverberated around us while our lips melded and our wings hummed.

The End?