The Fairy Ring Ch. 02

With her face at his side, she shimmied her hips, pushing her pussy more firmly on his shaft. "Oh bro, this feels really good." Rubbing and rubbing, rubbing and rubbing.

"Harmony, I don't want to cum near your pussy. Stop." Her wet sliding was getting him close. "I have another question. Can you sit up, please?"

"You are such a tease," she said, complying. "What?"

"Isn't there a pond around here? You said in the car something about there being an enchanted pond nearby.

"Yeah. Well I don't know how enchanted it is, but the website says it's on the other side of the woods. If you follow the lane past the parking lot, it becomes a trail. Why? What's the clue about the pond?"

"Uriel said something about girls in a pond."

She shrieked. "Oh I just realized that there really is someone role-playing Uriel. I am so excited about this game."

"Sis, I wouldn't lie to you."

"Yeah, right." She broke out laughing. "Okay, so why would the pond have girls in it? Do you mean girls camping beside a pond?"

"I don't know. I was kind of distracted when Uriel was talking to me."

"Let's see. Girls in a pond. Do you mean nymphs? There are water nymphs. They're called naiads. They inhabit streams and rivers and ponds."

"Naiads?"

"And they seduce men who wander by," she said with a knowing grin. "You know, bro, almost every character you've introduced has a motivation to seduce you. I think you arranged this LARP for yourself, not me." She began to slide on him again.

"Harmony, stop," he said, lifting her off his lap and setting her down beside him.

Pouting, she sat cross-legged and batted his erection with her hand. "So in the timeline, when did Uriel supposedly tell you all this?" she asked, making his cock slap against his stomach.

"You know, when we arrived." He watched her toy with his hard-on, which was throbbing from her sliding. "I told you about it. She and I were standing by that oak tree in the back."

"Like she was really talking to you?" She tickled a finger down the underside of his cock, making him squirm. "What did she say?"

"I can't remember. Like I said, I was distracted?"

"Can't you give me any clues?" She traced her fingertip up and down his shaft. "Okay, let me ask why you were distracted."

"Because I was surprised to see her and because fairies were, uh, buzzing around me and because she, uh, she ... Never mind."

"She what?"

"Nothing."

"She what?" Smack, smack, smack, she slapped his cock as if she were dribbling a basketball—smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.

"Ow," he cried, grabbing her hand. "All right. She was fondling me."

"Oh my god, your story is so perverted." She fell back laughing. "She was giving you a handjob outside by the tree? In real life?"

"Well, I uh ..."

"What am I supposed to do with that info?" Holding her hand over her mouth, she kept giggling. "Are you sure it wasn't a vision? Maybe you were actually standing by the tree jerking off."

"Stop it."

"Ohhh, I've got it," she cried, jumping up. "We are so doing this." Grabbing his wrist, she pulled him off the bed.

*** Visiting the Fairy Ring at Twilight ***

"What are we doing?" His hard-on waggled in front of him as she pulled him out into the hall and down to the costume room.

"We're going to re-create it," she said as she deked behind a rack. "That's where this scenario is going, right?"

"Re-create what? You mean outside by the tree? How are we going to do that?"

Leaning back around the rack, she held out a costume to him. He saw that she had put on the blonde wig and elf ears. He also saw that she had handed him his incubus outfit from before.

"Oh not this. Sis, I wasn't wearing this when I met Uriel."

"I know, but I really want to see you in it again. You have to put something on over your tent pole."

With a sigh, he put the costume on, his erection pushing out on the loincloth. He re-experienced the feeling of the heavy material rubbing on his aroused cockhead.

"How do I look?" she said, emerging in her white gown, the light material floating in the air as she twirled.

He paused to take in her cuteness. "You look great, sis."

"Aerin," she corrected him and then giggled at his poked-out loincloth. "Very sexy."

Grabbing his wrist, she hurried them down the stairs.

"Why are we doing this?" he asked as she pulled them out the front door. With the onset of evening and the cloud-covered sky, the air was nippy.

"To get clues." She hustled him off the porch. "To be creative." She pulled him into the backyard. "To have fun."

As they walked across the rough weeds in the yard, he regretted that his costume didn't come with footwear. Squinting in the dim light, he tried to make out the border of the fairy ring but couldn't.

"I thought we weren't supposed to disrespect the ring by entering it without being invited."

"Bro, it's your LARP. You make the rules," she said. "Let's say that, because I'm an elf, I can invite you in."

"That seems a bit arbitrary," he said as they continued toward the oak.

"Well I don't know," she answered. "If the fairies let you in, then you're in. How about that?" Suddenly, an object buzzed past their heads. In the dim light, it looked no more than a blob.

"There. Did you see that?" he cried.

"What was it? It sounded like a bumblebee." It buzzed past them again and then headed off toward the cottage.

"No. There it goes again. It was a fairy."

"Now you're getting into it, bro. Good one. All right, let's do this." She shook herself to get into character and then affected a more lilting voice. "That's right, human. I have sent a fairy to summon Uriel. We need to counsel you on the portents of evil that presage your fate."

"I thought I was an incubus."

She sighed. "Bro, if you were an incubus, you'd be boning me right now." Then smiling, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Unless that's how you want the scenario to go."

"So why am I dressed like this?"

"Because it's sexy." Sneaking her hand under his loincloth, she tickled his balls. "Now let's get back into it. Tell me what supposedly happened when you were here with Uriel so I can figure out what to do next."

He tried to remember. "She said that she was going to save you and me, and then ... uh ... fairies started, um, nibbling and kissing me."

"Of course they did, you perv."

"And then she ... uh ... she started, you know, fondling me."

"You mean like this?" Reaching under the loincloth, she pulled on his cock. It had deflated a bit, but her stroking brought it back to life. Her little fingers on his shaft felt naughty as she rubbed and rubbed him. "Then what?"

"Then she ... Oh that feels good ... Then she ..." Rub and rub.

"That's okay. Take your time." Rub and rub.

"Then she talked about the girls in the pond." Rub and rub.

"What about them?" Rub and rub.

"She said I have to visit them tomorrow." Rub and rub.

"Then what?" Rub and rub.

"Then she ... Oh god, I'm not going to last much longer." Rub and rub.

"Just think about what she said." Rub and rub.

"Then she ... Then she—"

"Then I warned him to not let my mistress take his seed," Uriel said, emerging from behind the tree, causing the two of them to jump. Harmony almost yanked her brother's cock off, and he almost came with the yank.

Uriel placed a hand on the side of his sister's head. "You look so beautiful in that outfit," she said. "You really could be my sister." Gracefully, she gave Harmony a long, sensual kiss on the mouth. He was awed by how hauntingly beautiful she looked, even in the dim light.

He was also awed by how sexy it was to see these two blonde elves in long white gowns kissing each other in front of him. There was enough residual light to show their naked bodies through the thin material, their breasts pressing together as if to replicate the kiss, their asses pressing back against their gowns as if to flash him.

"You're real," Harmony said, her eyes staring, her mouth open. "I mean you're really here. You're here to start the LARP. Wow, look at those ears. They look so ... real."

"All you need to know is that I am here to protect you," Uriel said, placing his sister's hand back on his cock. "Don't stop what you were doing. It needs to be done. His seed needs to be drained."

With Uriel's guidance, Harmony went back to stroking him, but she kept staring at Uriel in amazement. Brad stared at her as well, at her delicate features, at her elegant demeanour.

"My mistress is right," Uriel said, giving him a kiss. "You two do make a loving couple." Then she turned his loincloth around on his hip to let his sister stroke him in the open.

"Holy crap, bro. This LARP is sexy," Harmony said as she continued to pump him.

"The fairies," he simply said to Uriel as he stared at her.

"What about the fairies?" she replied.

"Can you show my sister the fairies? She doesn't believe ... Oh god, you have to slow down, sis."

"No, don't slow down," Uriel said, feeling his balls. "He needs to be depleted." Harmony continued stroking and stroking.

"The fairies are distracting my mistresses right now so that I can be here alone with you." Uriel guided Harmony's hand to stroke faster.

"Oh god," he said as her hand zoomed along his shaft. "Sis, you're going to make me— Oh no." Clenching his gut, he spurted out onto the grass in pulse after pulse.

"Good girl," Uriel said, giving Harmony a hug, and then kneeling in front of him, she took his cock into her mouth to clean off the residue. He was stunned to see her ladylike face sucking on him.

Holding out a hand to Harmony, Uriel got her to kneel as well and guided her mouth onto his cock.

"No don't," he said in a panic, trying to swing his hips away.

After a few attempts, his sister took him into her mouth. He stared at his groin in disbelief. His cock was in his sister's mouth. Her lips were pressed around his shaft.

She rolled his cock around with her tongue. He could feel the little ridges on the top of her mouth and the fine edges of her small teeth. Then she leaned back, letting his cock slide out of her mouth.

"It tastes funny," Harmony said, smacking her lips. "But it's like I've tasted that before."

Unstable on his feet, he plopped down on the grass, trying to remember where he had cum in order to avoid sitting in it. Then he slumped back against the tree.

Uriel reclined beside him, resting on her elbow and pulling Harmony down to lie along with her. "You did very well," she said, giving his sister a tender kiss.

"Oh god, I had your penis in my mouth, bro," Harmony said, clapping a hand on her mouth. Uriel soothed her by rubbing her belly, slowly hiking her dress up between rubs.

Harmony stared at Uriel. "Suilad. I eneth nîn Aerin," she said.

"Gin suilon, Aerin. Mae govannen," Uriel responded, smiling broadly. "Pedig edhellen, gwennig?"

"What are you two saying, sis?"

"Beats me. I only know about three phrases."

"She introduced herself, and I asked her how she knows my tongue," Uriel responded. Then she gazed at Harmony. "Istathathon o iuithad lamba edhellen angin."

"What was that?" he asked.

"An offer to share my tongue further." Placing her mouth on Harmony's, Uriel gave her a deep kiss as she finished pulling his sister's dress up to expose her pussy. Then she gently positioned her hand on Harmony's pubis and began to finger her clit. Harmony squirmed on the ground.

Propped against the tree, he stared in disbelief as he watched Uriel make out with his sister. Then the buzzing object returned, doing a flyover of the group.

"Oh my god, bro," Harmony exclaimed, her eyes shut savouring Uriel's kissing and fingering. "This LARP is amazing."

Sitting up, Uriel swept a hand through the air in a beckoning motion, and in response, the fairy flew down to his sister's pussy, landing beside one of his sister's puffy lips to begin petting it, kissing it, and rubbing it.

"We may not have much time left," Uriel said to him as she oversaw her little assistant fluttering her wings to vibrate against his sister's pussy lips. "My mistresses will not be diverted long." Harmony moaned as the fairy stuck her little arm into her slit and flew her body up and down to rub along one of the lips.

"You must come to the pond tomorrow," Uriel reminded him as the fairy crawled up to Harmony's clit, pulling aside the hood of flesh and licking the little nub. "You must heed me." Seeing the little creature crawling all over his sister's pussy, he started to get hard again.

"Uriel, you're tickling me," Harmony squealed.

The fairy wrestled in the oozy folds of his sister's pussy, trying to uncover her clit. Hugging the little nub of flesh, the fairy fluttered her wings furiously. Harmony arched her back as the vibrations coursed into her.

"Is that your finger or a vibrator?" she cried as Uriel moved over to Brad, kneeling between his legs. "It feels amazing."

"In the meantime, you must let your sister keep you depleted," she said, lowering her mouth onto his cock. He watched Uriel's breasts hanging loosely and wobbling under the thin veil of her gown as she bobbed on his erection. In the still night, he closed his eyes to listen the buzz of the fairy's fluttering on his sister's pussy and the swishing of Uriel's head up and down on his cock.

His sister groaned deeply, and then, with a sharp yelp, she came, propelling the fairy across the grass in an arc as she squirted, nearly hitting a second fairy, who was flying in. Trying to make its way back, the drenched fairy kept taking off and then face-planting into the ground from its sodden wings.

The second fairy dive-bombed Uriel, trying to get her attention and finally smacking into her cheek. Uriel, distracted with sucking Brad, bit down almost emasculating him.

"I must go," Uriel said, petting his erection sadly. "My apologies." Then she waved her hand toward the cottage, signalling to the fairies to take off. With the help of the second fairy, the wet fairy struggled to depart, veering off-course toward the house and smacking the two of them off a wall before finally flying off.

"Take care of your brother," Uriel said to Harmony, her eyes still closed in splendid exhaustion. Giving her one long final kiss, she added, "Make sure that he stays drained." Then slipping behind the tree, she disappeared.

"That was awesome," she said, panting. "Did you see how she did that?"

"It was a fairy," he said, moving over to caress her cheek.

"All right, don't tell me."

"No, really," he tried to explain until he saw her eyes close. "Never mind. We should get back in the house."

"I don't think I can walk," his sister whispered as she curled up on the grass to sleep.

*** Putting His Pixie to Bed ***

With her arms around his neck, Brad carried his sister's limp body back inside. Looking down at her angelic face, he had an urge to kiss her, but with her eyes closed and breathing soft, he was pretty sure she was sleeping already. She felt as light as a feather as he climbed the stairs.

He put her down on the bed as delicately as he could. Then he gently tugged her gown down, slipping it off her legs. His sister's naked body—her round breasts, her spongy nipples, her puffy pussy lips—lay on the bed in front of him, uncovered, untainted, unprotected. He ran his hand along the soft skin of her calf.

Dropping off the dress in the costume room, he sauntered down to the bathroom to rinse out a facecloth and then returned. Gently, he gave his sister a sponge bath, wiping the warm cloth over her curves and slipping it along her crevices. He took even greater care of her pussy, detailing it with little dabs as if it were a museum artefact.

"I don't think you're done down there," she said with her eyes still closed, as he started to pull up the covers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"I was waiting to see if you were going to do something perverted to me."

"Were you? I thought you were sleeping."

"Unfortunately, you didn't."

Pulling the covers up, he giggled. "Good night," he said, giving her a light kiss on the mouth.

"Don't go." She grabbed his arm, forcing him to plop down on the side of the bed. "Get in with me."

"I think we've done enough today. You should go to sleep."

"No-o-o." Stretching out her hand sleepily, she felt his thigh and then followed it up, placing her hand on his loincloth. "Bro, are you still wearing your flappy skirt?"

Sliding her hand underneath, she felt around until she wrapped her fingers around his cock. He was still firm from Uriel's sucking. "Mmm," she said groggily. "Someone wants to stay and play."

Shifting closer to him, she lethargically pulled on his cock, making his loincloth flap up and down. He found her slow stroking seductive, but over time it diminished until she fell asleep, still holding his cock.

When he tried to unclasp her hand, she woke up. With a yawn, she went back to pumping him before slowly drifting off to sleep again.

He held her fist by the wrist. What she had been doing felt good. He pulled her grip up his shaft and then down. And then again. By reflex, she squeezed him. He stroked with her hand some more. It wasn't right, but it felt naughty, thrilling. Then she woke again.

"Did I fall asleep?" she asked. "Sorry."

"It's all right. Why don't you just sleep now?"

"No, come closer," she said, propping herself against the headboard to sit up a bit. He moved his erection toward her. She pulled it closer to her face. Looking at it through half-closed eyes, she stroked him groggily, and then after a while, she kissed his tip, causing him to groan.

"You like that?" she whispered, stoking him a few more times before kissing him. Then she did it rhythmically, stroking and kiss, stroking and kiss. On the kisses, he pushed in a bit, splitting her lips apart and then inserting slightly.

"Like Uriel showed me," she said with a giggle, taking him into her mouth. It felt wonderfully warm and wet. He almost came seeing his cock in his sister's mouth.

A few more times, he pushed to encourage her, and she sucked him in. But after a while, her mouth went slack. Closing her eyes, she drifted off.

Awkwardly perched on the bed in front of her face, he had his erection at her mouth, her hand resting on the shaft, her lips slightly parted at the tip. He could hear the rhythmic breathing of her sleeping. He ached to finish.

Ever so gently, he pushed his hips forward, separating her lips with his cockhead. Her jaw dropped open, allowing him to insert into her warm wetness. Pulling back, he inserted again. And then again.

He got very hard. The thought of him fucking his sister's sleeping mouth was thrilling. Slowly, he pushed in and out, filling her mouth with his shaft. He thought about ejaculating into her, pulsing against her lips, spurting into her mouth, splattering against her throat. But then he imagined her gagging, glaring at him, and hitting him. Damn. He pulled out, his cock throbbing.

Settling her back down on the bed, he covered her up and then padded down the hall to the bathroom, his erection bouncing angrily in front of him. He would just have to finish himself.

Leaning over the sink, he soaped his hand and began stroking. His mind flitted between images of Harmony, Uriel, Phoebe, and Roxanne. Then he determined not to rush himself.

Moving over to sit on the toilet, he slowly jerked himself as he made a mental line-up of scenarios from which to pick. Adopting an easy maintenance stroke, he imagined the girls in the various encounters, eventually focusing on the image of Uriel kneeling between his legs on the grass giving him a blowjob. That's the one. Leaning back with his eyes closed, he began a slow, full-length pump.