Passion Ch. 20byWonderotica©
Note: This story is fantasy in the most complete sense. Unrealistic proportions and stamina. A single man in a supernatural world full of invariably sexy, horny women. Love equated with lust, and love/lust at first sight. Think of it as less of a story, and more of a night dream, which like all dreams has its own rules, that for as long as you are dreaming, you accept on its own terms.
Critical feedback is fine, but if you're going to be rude or demeaning, keep it to yourself. The usage of the words "cum/cummed/cumming" rather than "come/came/coming" is a deliberate stylistic choice.
All characters are 18+.
I apologize for the erratic rate of posting, but my inspiration comes in fits and starts. Enjoy!
Alexander kissed Siobhan's nipple lightly, then flicked his tongue at the tip. The bare flesh of her succulent boob prickled, and her nipple stiffened, obviously aching for more. He curled his tongue around it, and sucked it lightly with his tongue, as a long moan lowed its way out of the sorceress' mouth in a shivering sigh.
He stayed there only briefly, but then suckled on her other nipple. "Once upon a nipple..." Siobhan managed to gasp out. He suckled this nipple vigorously, and tasted moisture dribbling from it, as Siobhan began to thrash spasmodically.
But then, as commanded beforehand, he left that nipple too. "Twice upon a nipple..." Siobhan sighed half-deliriously. She sat up, and pushed Alexander back onto the soft stone cushion beneath them, and enthroned herself upon his face.
"Thrice upon the nether lips," Alexander preempted her with a smile, and Siobhan swatted his head playfully. He nuzzled his nose briefly in her pussy as it dripped love onto him, and then began lapping madly, so suddenly, that she arched and shuddered with surprised ecstasy.
"Oooooh! Ohhh! Oh! Yes! Alexanderrrr!" Her eyes began to glow that gleaming sapphire, and her incantations were moaned out. Alexander's cock towered into the air where he lay, aroused by the scent of a sorceress in heat, and the sound and feel of her pleasure.
He gasped into Siobhan's pussy as pixies descended to alight upon his dick as they had scant days before. They humped and licked and kissed, slicking his shaft and balls even as Siobhan slicked his face.
His balls were plump with his hot load, aching for release, and between the screams and thrashes of Siobhan, and the shameless milking of the pixies, he quickly began to spurt his life-giving seed. As before pixies swooped and dove through the air to catch it upon them, but this time some pixies stayed upon his shaft, milking him for all he was worth. When one pixie was sated - for the moment - she'd take one of the dick-mounted ones' place, freeing her to drink of Alexander's cum within her mouth and pussy.
And all the while, Siobhan groaned her spells of pleasure, whilst his relentlessly milked member fountained upon the eager, horny pixies.
The sun was climbing to its apex when Siobhan calmed, and the pixies lay limp on the ground around him, and upon his chiseled torso and thick slab of veiny cockmeat. Siobhan was panting, and Alexander's breaths were still lengthening as well.
"Man..." Siobhan gasped at him, "I cannot...I cannot see you." Alexander arched his eyebrow inquisitively as she collapsed to the side of his head, her leg draped over his chest, and the scent of her pussy, wet on the side of his neck, filling his nostrils.
She of course did not see the arched eyebrow, but felt the question nonetheless. "The lore of seeing," she said, her bust heaving, "it cannot...see you. In destiny...you are not there. There is a warp in the weave... laying upon this circle...three girls, three fates, drawn into its wake. All with a lock of moonlight hair. Crowns of gold, and night, and scarlet."
She fell silent for a bit, and all he could hear was the whispering wind, broken by the pants escaping her heaving boobs. Her pussy juices leaked down the side of his neck and shoulders, and the limp pixies dribbled sweet dew upon various places on his body.
"Who is Lilith?" he murmured after a while. The sun bathed them in the pleasant warmth of eternal spring, and Siobhan shifted drowsily.
"The Morningstar," the sorceress murmured back. "The Fallen Cherubelle. The Deville. Cast out of heaven by Goddess at the beginning of time. The succubi are her daughters."
Alexander took this in in silence. After a few moments, he prompted, "Cast out?"
"Lilith, greatest of the seven goddesses, save the Lady our Goddess herself, quarrelled with Goddess over a fantastic treasure named only as the imperial regalia. Goddess cast her out with a curse, and the regalia vanished."
He nuzzled the inside of her thigh, and kissed it lightly. She sighed dreamily, "I seek audience with Lilith, to summon her, for her knowledge of the lorecrafts of enchantment and eromancy."
"Your magicks are mighty," Alexander said, and licked the most sensitive spot on her inner thigh.
"With the lore of Lilith, and the wand of a Man..." She sighed as more soft pleasure drifted through her body. "What marvels of ecstasy I could conjure!" She rolled over so that she lay against his side, looking into his eyes. His eyes smiled down at her, and she bit her plump bottom lip uncertainly.
"Fuck me with your wand, O Man," she commanded. Her small white hands tugged at him, rolling him on top of her as pixies scattered in a flurry of wings and cheeping laughs. "Now. Take me."
He slowly sheathed his knob within her puffy moist folds, but she would have none of that. Siobhan bucked up, almost savage with lust and emotion, splitting herself like a ripe fruit upon his entire gargantuan length. A scream of mad desire and abandon poured out of her throat, and Alexander groaned like an animal in a loud counterpoint.
She wrapped her hands in his hair and pulled him down to her face, kissing him madly, her tongue invading his mouth, its delicate sweetness tasked to thrashing his tongue with a ferocious passion. Alexander tried to pull out just a bit, to begin thrusting, but her greedy pussy didn't surrender an inch. He rolled his hips instead, and his plump balls kneaded her buttocks as her juices slathered both of them.
In turn, she gyrated wildly against his hips, and her pussy clutched and gobbled at him. She creamed, and creamed hard within moments. Her cunt clamped down on his throbbing manhood, and she writhed beneath him. Her cream squirted out of her, flowing freely around his balls, down her ass crack, and along their bellies. Her tits, pregnant with new milk, dribbled out their nectar, slicking their chests as well.
Her boobs strained into his muscular pecs, and their bodies scraped wetly against each other. Siobhan's gasps of untamed pleasure filled his mouth with wet heat, and he sucked her tongue as she creamed and creamed and creamed. The deep pitch of his moans never ceased as her spasming pussy rippled along his length in tight clenches, and at last his groaning reached a crescendo as his engorged cockhead swelled even larger and pulsed thick spurts of sticky spunk deep inside her willing womb.
If anything, her thrashing grew more frantic as she felt the heat of his myrrh spilling into her. Their lips broke apart as they moaned their breathy screams into each other's faces, and time stood still - a forever of cumming and creaming, naked and savage, wild and untrammeled.
Their passion formed a hazy curtain across time, and when it parted, they lay there, limp and sated. Sweat and sex and musk clung to them, and Siobhan's arms remained wrapped around Alexander's back, as his cock remained within her womanhood.
Alexander dreamed in a half slumber, while Siobhan looked up into the slowly deepening sky. She murmured into Alexander's ear, knowing her whispers would drift into his dreams.
"I have not mastered thou Wand, but it has mastered me. I felt the life beginning to swell within me after our first coupling." She sighed and her eyes caught the first star that peeked out into the twilight. "The sorceress has been ensorcelled."
Her hands roved slowly along Alexander's back, feeling the sweat drying along the sculpted curves of his bronzed flesh. She bit her plump lip again as the first star of the night twinkled. Then she gently rolled Alexander off her, releasing his cock with a protesting squelch, stood up, and walked away from her hillock.
The first star of twilight shone down upon the master of the Wand as he slept.