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Lust and Pixie Dust	By : Praetor Category: +S through Z > Tinkerbell (movie, Disney) > Tinkerbell (movie, Disney) Views: 52474 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Tinkerbell or Disney Fairies, which are owned by the Walt Disney Company. Nor do I own Lava, lyrics from which are sung, that is owned by Pixar. I do not make money for this project and write only for my own amusement.

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They didn’t know how long they laid there but they were awakened by the rising sun shining through the windows into their eyes. He stirred and looked around, seeing that he was with someone. Long, wavy auburn hair was everywhere. In his face, on his chest, in his arms, everywhere.
The place reeked was the second thing he noticed. It smelled like an over stuffed hamper, complete with a super saturated cum rag. Sweat, spit, seaman, everything. Normally he smelled like wood and dust.
His body was sore, his back, his legs, everything. He got enough of the hair out of his face to see Zarina was beside him. She was also out of it, sleeping softly, if the slow breathing was any indication.
This wasn't the first time he'd awaken next to her, usually though it's because they were experimenting with volatile dust and it exploded in their faces. She felt his moving because she woke too. She let out a long breath and eased her eyes open, those soft hazel eyes met his baby blues.
"Morning." she greeted
Her breath stank like that cum rag he mentioned earlier
"Good morning to you too." he said, being more alert and capable of streaming words into sentences
She nuzzled into his chest, which he thought was strange. Since when were they this close?
"How'd we get home?" she asked
"We aren't home. This is the dust tree building." he noted
"Well that's my home but... wait we're at work?" she said, eyes opening
"In the morning?" he said, finding this all a bit strange
He looked around and saw light coming in from all the windows, the candles were long since burned out and the chirping of birds singing their morning song was in the air outside. He then looked down and saw they were both at best half dressed. His pants were gone, her top was undone and skirt hiked up. His fat, limp dick was laying on her thigh between her legs.
"Gah! We did the do! At work! It's morning!" he said with a start, remembering everything
"What!?" she said in equal shock
He bolted to his feet, yanking his penis from its happy home between her legs, where juice had made a sticky solution that dried and caused slight pain for both of them when it was peeled off. He looked around for his pants, finding them in the corner where he had accidentally kicked them.
She yalped from the tearing of his penis but quickly went about fixing herself. She sat up and pulled her hair behind her head in wide fistfulls. Once that was behind her she buttoned up shirt. Meanwhile he was one legged hopping into his pants. Once one leg was in he repeated his mistake from yesterday and accidentally inserted his giant swinging dong into the other pant leg.
As he corrected that she fixed her top and patted it into place. A whole new problem emerged when she went to her feet. With a suppressed shout of pain she fell over, her legs unable to support her weight. Both were too sore from the strain of pumping herself up and down his donkey dick last night to bare her weight.
Once he got his pants on and secured he took to finding his hat. She squirmed on the floor, trying to message life into the stocking clad, tanned and toned legs sculpted from her recreational strolls. The sticky sheen on her bare inner thighs shimmered in the reflected light of the sun, all the individual hairs of her fire crotch mound were bonded together into a single coarse and sticky mess. Her silk stocking nets were dotted with seminal fluids.
He found his hat where she had thrown it, on her work bench where it knocked over a beaker that was now shattered on the ground beside the desk. Woops.
He grabbed it and looked for something to clean their mess with. Zarina rolled over onto her belly and got her legs under her, drawing into a kneeling position. She belly crawled to the wall and using it for support pulled herself onto her weary legs.
He found a sponge and bucket and flew down to get some water and preferably some kind of cleaning solution. Once she was on her feet and standing somewhat independently she untucked her skirt and pushed it down over her hindquarters and joy box, hiding most of the mess. She smoothed it out and stepped off.
Terrance filled the bucket with water from the indoor spit fed by an outdoor well and soaked a sponge in lemonwater, something to renew the scent in the air. Cleaning tools in hand he flew back up to the work station and found Zarina on one knee.
"What's wrong?" he asked dumbly
"You fucked me too hard." she said coyly
He put down the bucket and gave her a hand. She pulled herself up and with grunted effort hobbled bow legged towards her work bench. He took a knee of his own and began scrubbing the floor. They covered a lot of area with their body fluids and testaments to their love making were everywhere. He scrubbed where they came and where she sucked him off. That got most of the smell out of the air, besides what their own clothing emitted. Zarina took a seat and was trying to stretch her weary legs when she had a thought.
"Why are we in a hurry?" she asked
"Because it's almost time to shift off and we don't want to be caught having had sex." he said
"Who's going to catch us?" she asked
He looked up at her expecting some kind of hint before answering "The relief?"
"Yeah, when the next shift begins at 8 o clock, on Monday." she said
He stopped scrubbing and thought "Oh yeah, you were supposed to get off at 8."
"I think I got off by 8, yes." she said with a laugh
So they took their sweet ass time cleaning up and when they were done at 8 they took off, hoping most of the fairies were still sleeping in. Although she couldn't even fly straight so he had to cradle carry her back to her place since it was closer. It must have been a funny sight, both disheveled, her far more so, leaving a scent trail of funk as they flew back.
Once they were in her place he set her down. No longer in fear of his job or at least a Fairy Resources visit, he could admire his handiwork. She was walking wide legged, favouring her left, and a little stooped. She immediately began to prepare something to eat and sent him to shower real quick since her bath would be a while. Her bathroom was a little more opulent than his and had a central tub that also had a shower nozzle.
He stripped off his clothes and put them in her hamper for no other reason then he had none of his own. He stepped in and after more fumbling than his first time managed to get the water running and warm. He washed out his hair and got the stank off his body and when he was feeling pretty clean he heard Zarina call. He quit the water and with no other clothes wrapped a towel around his waist to preserve some modicum of decency. There was no point though since the tip of his foreskin enclosed dick dangled beneath the hem.
She had made some food and wanted to go and bathe but didn't want to carry them up there herself due to her fragile sate. So they broke their fast on some apple slices, eggs and coffee up in her bathroom with the sweet smelling air purifiers. Once she was seated in her tub she wasn't getting out for a while. She lay with her upper body sticking out, soaked hair tossed about and floating in the waters, her great tan tits also floating up like little islands in the ocean.
"Oh I needed this." she moaned
"A hot bath fixes most things." he noted, thinking about how his adventure started
"I meant a good hard fucking." she said
After a long moment of silence he could not blame on eating he asked "What about now?"
She opened a hazel eye to glance at him and said "Not now, I'm still crippled from out last rut."
"No I mean what are we now? Since we... you know. and you took my... yeah..." he stammered
"We're two fairies who had sex. It happens. We enjoyed it. Life goes on weather we do it again or not." she said
"What would you prefer?" he asked
"That do it again of course. As I said, I needed a good fucking. But it's what you want that matters more, you are in a relationship." she said
He sat and thought a bit before saying "Am I? The whole point of having a big dick was to get Tink to like me."
"She already does, but if she is going to size shame you like she did then you're better off without her. Personal opinion." she said in advice
"So you think I shouldn't go after her?" he asked
"You go after who you want, but again, Tink already likes you. The purpose of the big dick, it seams, was to satisfy her friends. If you really want to fuck her... fuck her friends first." she said, now looking at him with a mischievous grin
"Sorry?" he asked
"They want to size shame, well then give them what they want. Fuck her friends, hard and often. She'll learn eventually and that it was her fault it happened. Just like with your wish, give them everything they want and so much more." she suggested
...
He set out from Zarina's place a new man. A whole new world and life now lay open for him that he couldn't hope to even dream of yesterday. Having now had sex he knew that he wanted more, more of it and from more people. He knew he should only want Tinkerbell, but by her own reasoning his powerful new organ shouldn't be wasted on one person. He figured he'd just get his fix and then after finally laying Tink he could do the whole one woman man thing.
Where was Tink anyways? He checked back at his house to change clothes before taking off for her place. She was not there either.
He was heading back, flying low over the tall grass with the morning sun at his back. He didn't want to get spotted by a hawk in the off chance the scout fairies missed one. As he flew along he felt his gut churn and mind go numb with pain as a slightly taller stalk grazed his chest and smacked his junk. He shuck it off and tried to power through it but the same thing happened again and now his low hanging wang was throbbing a little. After a third whack from a high rising flower he had enough and lurched up a bit to clear the flowers. The big dick struggle was now very real.
When he got up he had enough time to process a purple streak in the air before it smacked into him. Next thing he knew was pain from a head to head collision and there was hair in his face, it was black and limbs were entangled with his.
He and the other person were launched through the air in the opposite direction because of the velocity of the impact and fell to the ground a screaming, writhing mess. His head hurt, his ass from the fall and back from yesterday and his junk from the plants. When he finally got the hair out of his way he saw the purple eye shadow and everything fell into place.
He had crashed into Vidia. Her long black hair was pulled into a high, thick ponytail of rich black that was almost blue and cascaded over her back as long as she was tall. Her eyes were wide in shock and pain, the ice blue white eyes meeting his. He was on his back and she lay over him, he glanced down and saw why his chest didn't hurt. Her impressive bust was on his torso, providing ample cushioning. Even in their resting state the mass of her boobs prevented the leafy purple vest from closing more than two thirds of the way up and forced the top to splay open at all times. Because of their impact, they were now halfway forced from her top, the half globes bulging out with a plunging crevice between them. Half of the pink areola of the left tit could even be seen from the vest.
'Terrance!?' she exclaimed 'What are you doing here!?'
'Looking for Tink.' he answered truthfully
'Well you're not going to find her down there.' she said, now with a betraying smirk
She didn't know he knew she knew his old secret.
With great effort he pulled his gaze from the valley of her bust and said 'Sorry, we kind of crashed.'
'Yes, we kind of did.' she smiled and leaned forward, mashing her great tits against his chest but the look in her eyes made it a sneer 'So tell me about Tink. I hear you and her have a 'little' problem'
'No, it's a pretty big problem actually.' he answered, returning her sneer
She traced a taunting finger around his collar as she said 'In a manner of speaking?'
His skin tingled at the touch of her fingers and the fantastic up close view of her bust pouring out did the rest. His cock inflated the right pant leg as it grew hard, irritating his limb with the heat radiating off it. She repositioned her legs on either side of his body. Her purple vest continued into a similar skirt made of separate, long, tapered and thin purple leaves that went two thirds of the way down her lithe white thighs. On her feet she wore heeled boots that went up to her calves.
'It's kind of private.' he said
'Oh do tell?' she said
Even though she was now far better about being pretentious, arrogant and self serving, being a genuinely good friend to Tink, the others and even himself on the few times they've interacted, she was still a relentless tease. She sat up, resting the firm cheeks of her well built ass on his crotch. This was probably where she meant to 'expose' his secret or at least taunt him further. Her skirt made a curtain around their meeting groins and instead, her eyes went wide again as the furnace of his crotch seared into her nether regions and the cheeks were parted like the red sea by his trouser tent.
'Oh Terrance, what is that?' she asked as her own inner fire was kindled
'That's the big problem I just mentioned. Maybe you can help, see... I want to take things to the next level with Tink, but am new to the next level myself and want to be- better prepared for when we do. I hear you're an expert?'
As he said all this she was slowly, gently, grinding herself on his waist, riding his bulge with her panty clad pussy. She narrowed her eyes and smirked a genuine smirk 'And what is that supposed to mean?'
'Just that you're the best, or so I hear. I need to figure out just what this baby can do and I figured you wouldn't mind finding out yourself?' he said
'Alright, only because you asked nicely and because this helps Tink.' she said
She got up onto all fours and crawled down until her upper body was over his lower body. As her hands went to work getting him out of his constraining pants, his hands went to work loosening his top. They were in relative seclusion, nothing but flowers, rocks, grass and soft earth beneath them. The wall of grain and grass went up several times higher than themselves and above that was the morning sky that was glowing gradually brighter .
She eased the trousers down his waist, getting the garments past the base of his cock and to his legs. When she saw the size of the trunk alone and great swollen balls already aching for release, all snobbishness went away. Her eyes went wider and wider as she rolled the pants down to expose more and more of his engorged dick.
'Oh Terrance, you've been holding out on us.' she chirped as she rolled past the halfway point
Once she got the pants past the purple head, the whole member flung upwards to its natural resting state. As it went up it smacked her across the face, the squishy head punching her in the cheek and eye. When he was laying down the pole went straight up, arcing slightly towards him.
'Oh... how can this be? I thought you were packing a petite fillet...' she realized she told on herself
'It's a long story, bottom line is I recently came into possession of this massive hard on and now I need to learn how to use it.' he said
The hungry look in her eyes was reminded him of the way a ravenous tiger would hound a deer and the look only amplified his own hunger. Her wings went erect, those beautiful glimmering purple wings. He considered them to be the prettiest set, they were taller, more angular and slimmer than most to enable her fast flight. They beat lightly with her raising heart rate. Similarly, his cock continued to swell to full height now that it was free of the tight confines of his pants and was bobbing in the air like a buoy in the waters of the mainland with every heart beat.
'Yeah, okay. Well you don't really need technique with that thing. You could get away with just shoving it in.' she said, licking her lips
She was captivated by the mere sight of his mighty cock. All the teasing, sass and air of superiority was gone. She reached for it with her hand, but before she could touch the flesh he grabbed it himself and pulled it down towards him. With the head pointing to his chin he said 'Look how naked I am? Shouldn't you be as well? Hardly seams fair.'
She got a defiant look in her eyes, a little annoyed that mind breaking pleasure was just pulled from her hands. He had just asked her for help and now he was conditioning its use? With his other hand he reached down and grabbed the thick base of his cock with a firm grip and began sliding his hand up. As he did so the skin was stretched taught over the muscle, the veins along the surface super engorged with blood as the loose skin of his leathery balls were lifted up off the ground by the motion, assuming their natural infinity sign shape in the air. Her eyes followed his hand as it stroked up all 18 inches, forcing the foreskin over the small fist sized head. Her gaze stayed there on the down stroke that reversed the motion and watched a stream of clear precum ooze from the open pisshole.
'Alright, that's fair.' she said her hands went to her top
They pulled the vest apart, popping the buttons and yanking the draw strings apart in a single motion. It was far quicker than he imagined, the boobs were already halfway out. As the leafy fabric fell away the generous masses tumbled out. They sat high on her chest and splayed out like an open book, each maintaining a great amount of their spherical shape. Her pink nipples pointed outward and were quite erect. The very top most part of her breasts were a nice bronze tan from all the flying around outside she did and so were her arms, but the flesh that was usually contained was a creamier white. He loved the contrast.
He nodded in approval and let go of his cock. The massive pillar of man meat flung forward to its erect position, where momentum carried it farther and it catapulted the glob of precum he just built up to entice her. The ball of clear sticky goop hit her in the face, right left of the nose and almost getting in her eye. It splatted along her cheek and she flinched, blinking a couple times sharply.
'You did that on purpose.' she accused while coming forwards
'and what if I did?' he asked
He grabbed his dick again and pulled it towards him where he quickly stroked it (as quick as you can stroke a foot and a half of dick meat and still get a meaningful amount of cum up anyways) before letting it go again. She reached for it but couldn't grasp it in time to stop another glob, somewhat smaller, from hitting her on the forehead.
'Hey.' she warned
If she was going to say anything else it was lost as her mind was consumed by satisfaction of holding a dick fit for a warhorse in her dainty hands. Unlike Zarina, hers were as smooth and silky as the winds she created. She stroked up and down its length a couple times, savouring the feel of the distended veins in her palms as she scoured its surface.
Once her hands came to the top however to squeeze the swollen head, his hands gripped the foreskin region just under the glans to stop her hands from going back down.
'Ah ah aah,' he said again to her confusion 'No hands.'
'What!?' she asked sharply
She seemed irritated by the audacity of giving her a command and the fact that he stopped her from having more manual fun. There was also a hint of confusion.
'Do not use your hands to pleasure me right now.' he clarified
That didn't sit well. She was not a fairy used to taking orders, especially when it came to matters she deemed herself more competent in. This wasn't like his earlier request, which was more a suggestion. He was flat out telling her to do something.
'I don't take orders from-' she began
'If you wan to continue educating me you will.' he interrupted
He could have sworn his balls grew bigger as Vidia became flustered. Her cheeks went red with some kind of frustration, sexual or otherwise. The audacity of him holding her hostage for sexual demands, and while calling it his education!? But she wanted his dick, she couldn't just look at it and touch it without putting it in her. Her want to be superior was checked by her desire for horsecock.
'So what do I use...' she asked as she looked down and saw her own great tits
'Just this once, for your 'education'.' she said in a paper thin attempt to save face
She scooted forward and sat on his thighs with her legs on either side of his supine body. She pulled her tits apart with her hands so he could place his long rod in the slot between her fat tits that was now available. She then pushed them back together and he groaned as his dick was smothered by a pair of tits each larger than his own head.
She pushed them together hard enough to where flesh not held down by her outstratched fingers was forced up between the gaps. The normally rounded globes were forced into ellipses as she began rocking her chest up and down, the nipples both pointing to him.
'There we go, just like that.' he cooed
She was annoyed, she got no pleasure from tit fucking, it was purely for his enjoyment, which is probably why he asked for it.
'and not like this?' she mocked while alternating her breast strokes
She brought the left tit up and the right tit down, switching the strokes to create a scissoring like shear action over the top half of his dick. The warm, firm but soft flesh washed over all inches around and along the top half, with only the engorged purple head consistently above the cream and tan boobs.
He grunted at the new stimulation 'Yes, like that.'
'Remember who has the know how here.' she said while pulling apart the tits
She let cool ambient air run over his superheated cock monster and slammed them back together. The tits made a clap as they collided back over his penis and sent ripples all over her great globes of chest flesh.
She bent her back and dragged her tits down his massive pipe organ, pulling the skin down as she did. When the exposed cock head came up by her mouth she pursed her plump purple lips to blow air on the sensitive 'Y' notch at the tip of the head. That sent a shudder down his dick and up his spine as her white breasts came to a halt on top of his waist.
Down there she messaged her tits, bouncing the hot, soft flesh against the base of his dick like waves on a beach crashing against the base of a mighty tree. She then drew them back up, pressing tighter than ever on her tits. The skin around her fingers went white as the blood pooled near the surface elsewhere. The tight cocksleave of breast meat traveled up his cock to the head, where it finally got some love as she drew her great boobs up over the swollen head, raising herself up on her knees to get high enough.
When she sat back down, in front of his prick he decided he had enough of that, he didn't want to blow his load too early, after all this was supposed to be a lesson.
'Alright, you can play with it now.' he said
She wasted no time grabbing it in both hands and messaging over the massive prick, picking up where she left off. Her wings beat excitedly as she ran her soft hands over the veins and hardness, marveling at its length and texture. She gave it long and deep strokes, short, rapid strokes, twists, pulls, everything to sate her hunger for manhandling cock. She held it alongside her forearm and found that it favourably compared in size. She pulled it towards her a little and went from sitting on his thighs to kneeling to get her head up high enough. She half closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, getting ready to feast on cock.
'Stop!' he called, putting a hand over the helm
'What now!?' she demanded, frustrated she was stopped again and probably going to receive a ridicules request
'Start at the bottom.' he said
She groan sighed while rolling those pretty white eyes. She sat back, her firm ass on his knees and stooped way low, bringing her face to the bottom of his awesome penis. As she extended a long tongue to the base he humphed to get her attention.
'The bottom, show the boys some love.' he said
She raised her eye brows and said flatly 'No.'
He grabbed his dick by the head and pulled it back towards him, hauling his massive balls up for her to access more easily.
'Yes, if you want the rest of me. I'm sure I can find someone else to teach me if you don't want to.' he said
She wanted to slap the sass out him. Which was weird because it was normally her who needed to have sass slapped out of. This was supposed to be his education but with a cock like his it was a privilege to teach him. It was worth the humiliation of sucking his balls to get that monolith of manhood inside of her.
She reluctantly lowered her head, her nostrils flaring at the new musky scent. His engorged and heavy balls were probably sweating up a storm inside his pants due to their sheer size and productivity. She stopped just short, twisting her head so her pert nose wouldn't be in the sack itself. A hair short of a hair away she extended her tongue and commenced the licking.
She shuddered, it tasted as strong as it smelled. The sweaty musk was on the whole sack and base. She lapped at the sack, leaving behind streaks of saliva, not wanting to commit further to his testicles. At that rate it would take forever to get all of the balls, so he helped her along.
'What- hey!' she exclaimed as he brought one hand from his dick to her head
He grabbed her by the start of her pony tail, the heel of his fist on her head as he forced her the rest of the way. Her eyes went wide as her mask was pressed into the sack. Those eyes were tearing up as the musk stung her eyes, sinuses and tongue all at once. Her tongue was pinned between her chin and a nut, her nose sunken in near the top.
'Come on, suck it up. Remember, you want this.' he said
He was right. She clenched her eyes shut to stunt the stinging sensation of her eyes. Tears were streaming down her face as she brought her tongue into her mouth, dragging it along his scrotum in the process, to re-wet it. She opened wide to take large swaths of sensitive nut skin into her mouth. She swiveled her tongue around, washing all around her lips to baste the nutsack around the purple painted membranes of her mouth. She began to move her face around to get more of the sack.
She was now acclimated enough to where she could open her eyes and not cry. She saw Terrance looking down with a bemused grin from their role reversal and heavy lidded dreamy expression as he was pleasured. Because of the crying, her purple eye shadow was now running a bit down her cheeks and smeared around her eyes.
She moved her face down to the bottom and inhaled, trying to suck in the dangling balls. It was a daunting task, but she had a pretty big mouth. She started on the left and made a big O with her purple lips. She bottomed out her tongue and the teste floated in between her teeth. The large palm sized organ making its way to the back of her mouth inside the soft hairless scrotum that was stretched to where all its wrinkles were flat. She played with the ball in her mouth, actually happy for herself for having gotten it all in. Terrance seemed impressed, almost as if he'd seen someone fail at this before.
Sadly there was not enough room for two, or at least not without breaking her jaw. So she used her tongue to push it back out and watched the nut dangle an inch lower than its brother due to the stretched skin containing it.
'See, I don't know what you were afraid of, you're very good at this.' he laughed
She didn't know if that was a compliment. It was so demeaning to suck balls and now she finds she is good at it? She pushed the thoughts aside and licked her way to the other, sliding the tip of the tongue between the wrinkles, cracks and crevices. Once on the other side she stretched her jaw and repeated the feat. The right nut floated in as easy as the left and she pushed it around inside her mouth with her tongue.
She spat it out after messaging it with her tongue a bit and licked between the balls and then behind them for the sake of completeness. As she back away she could see that her lipstick and eye shadow had stained the balls a bruise like purplish black colour. She smiled at that thought.
Terrance was flustered now, sweating from both the action, rising heat of the morning day and effort to suppress his own orgasm. He sat up and with a hand clenched the base of his mighty cock.
'Alright, you can blow me now.' he said
She was pretty annoyed that he was ordering her around, but really, they were meaningless orders. She was going to blow him anyways, did it really matter who gave the order? She was willing to compromise a little control, or at least the outward appearance of it, for satisfaction and pleasure as long as she got his dick eventually and he remembered who was really in charge. Even playing ball with her face wasn't that bad, she discovered a hidden talent after all.
Then he bent his knees, forcing her onto his shins. She backed up as he got out from under her.
'Where are you going?' she asked, eyes following his long dong as it bounced about in front of him with his movements
He got onto his own knees in the kneeling position 'Changing positions, my back was starting to hurt, and I needed to stretch my wings.'
He stretched his wings and beat them a few times. He was now completely naked save his shoes; his hat, shirt and vest on the floor where he left them. Now that they were both kneeling they were on equal footing, she had to bend at the waist and arch her back to get down enough to take his dick in her mouth.
As she bowed she put her hands on his scepter, one at the base and another midway up to control the angle. She opened wide again and took the swollen head into her moist, hot mouth. Terrance groaned and she would have too if the largest dick she had ever seen wasn't pushing over her tongue to her throat. Once it bounced off the back of her mouth she stretched her jaw as far as it could go and tried to force more meat in.
More came and the squishy head collapsed as it went down her throat. She chicken pecked her head, her purple lips moving forwards an inch, back a half and forwards another inch until a good eight inches were in. Her neck was distended and he could see her jugular veins bulging with the effort. His engorged and hardened dick was having trouble bending to get around the arch of her neck as she deep throated him.
Still it was a pleasurable attempt, the muscle of her tongue mashing into the underside of his cock as the teeth grazed so lightly the loose skin around his cock. Saliva drooled out from the corners of her lips as she tried to force even more in. All he could see was her magnificent pony tale of blue black hair. She was bent way over like a Muslim in prayer, trying to get as much cock in her mouth before the need to breath kicked in hard.
He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling the mane aside to see her face better. She was crying again, this time from strain of effort. Tears rolled down her cheeks and dragged purple eye shadow with them. Her face was turning red all over and even a little purple, matching her make up.
He called uncle for her and with his grip on her hair pulled her back. If he wasn't already kneeling he would have collapsed from pleasure as her throat spasmed and clenched on the top part of his dick as it was removed from her throat. Once it was back in her mouth and she could breath through her nose again she began sucking in air. Then she gagged and spat out what was in her mouth.
'By the Hallow...' was all she could exclaim between gasps for breath
A healthy amount of spit was on the top third of his dick, a long strand of saliva and precum connected her mouth and his head. Even as she spoke it thrummed but never broke. Palour returned to her face and her breathing normalized. Her mouth was hanging open, partially loosened, partially from pain and partially to breath better.
'Good?' he asked
“I think so...' she said before drawing in another breath
That was good enough for him and with his grip on her pony tail and thrust his hips. Her bright white eyes went wide and she started to exclaimed something, opening her mouth even further. Which was fine for him. His dick slide right back in, enveloped in hot wetness only a mouth could provide. Her speech was muffled as it traversed her oral cavity and found its way back to her throat.
'Ready to try this again?' he asked
Whatever illusion of control she had was gone for now, she nodded and smirked as best she could while her puffy lips were stretched into an O from his massive cock. He replied with another thrust and she went into the bow again. His dick traveled in easier now that it was nice and lubed up and her throat was prestretched. Until they came to where they left off though. She couldn't really chicken peck her way down there now that her back and neck were bent in an arc.
So he let go of her hair with one hand and pushed on her upper back between the shoulder blades, straightening her posture. A couple more inches slid in as she squealed in surprise, the vibrations from the attempt rippling his cock. He let go of her hair and with that hand grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up on her knees. Now with her face down and ass up, back straight, even more of his dick could traverse her oral pipeline.
She got halfway down and began bobbing her head and whole body. He returned his hands to her hair but let her set the pace. A little over half of his dick was in her and being pleasured by her esophagus. The heat of her upper body was higher than his dick and tighter than her mouth, lips and hands ever could be. As she bounced her leafy skirt fell apart and exposed her raised hindquarters. Her beautifully sculpted ass wasn't particularly big but bubbly enough that it jiggled pleasantly with any slight movement. The cheeks hung down and out and the ass crack was wide open, barely covered by purple panties that had kind of dug in.
He reached out and gave the right one a smack, just hard enough to cause some reddening. She yalped and both cheeks jiggled as the inertia of the strike was dissipated in the fat of her cheeks. He groaned as the reverberations of her yalp rocked his cock but remembered that she needed to breath. So he gave one final thrust that got another couple inches in and made her shudder and spasm as only a third of his bare cock remained outside her lips.
Then with his grip on her hair he pulled her off him. He moaned as the vacuum created by the sudden eviction squeezed the life from his cock on its way out. With a sickening splurt of fluids gushing and air escaping his fat dick slipped from her mouth as he pulled her into an upright position by the hair. Long, thick strands of gooey saliva, seaman who knows what else linked her face to his dick. She dry heaved somewhat from her open mouth, wanting to shout but having no air to do so. She arced her back and her big tits were thrust out in his face, the orbs of flesh catching the fluid links of their bodies and breaking the chains, which then ran down the curves of her tits.
He let go of her hair she flopped back into a praying bow, her tits acting as a cushion from the ground. She gaped and gasped, eyes wide and red. Her eye shadow lost all shape and she had raccon eyes and streaks all over her face from the running of make up. He reached down to pat her on the back.
'Good job Vidia.' he said
'Fuck you Tarrance.' she said back, retching and dry heaving now
'That's the plan.' he said back
He squeezed the base of his cock to deflate his excitement. He knew she wasn't going to be able to take all of him in her mouth like Zarina without much more effort but he had other plans and not enough sexual stamina to do that and the other goals. Then her eyes went wide and he heard fluid. She coughed, spat out built saliva and seaman, and coughed hard again. Then a horrible gagging sound was emitted and she spat out a glob of viscous yellowie fluid.
'Ew, what was that?' he asked, glad he didn't get any on his dick
'That was bile you idiot, you fucked my throat too hard.' she said
'Fine, I'll fuck something else.' he said
She was kneeling and leaned forward on her arms. He reached down from behind her and under her arms to seize the tits that hung like udders below her. His hands sunk into the very firm and warm flesh as he pressed them together. Before she could retort he repositioned his waist so that his mighty spear was under her body and, with a thrust past her face, pierced the tight crevice between her boobs.
He pressed down hard, forcing the tits as tight as their composition would allow. He pumped his hips, his lubbed up cock sliding pretty effortlessly between the great mounds due to the saliva and cum on it. He did spirit fingers, wiggling the digits of his hand to grope the flesh that would fit on a local level. He bucked a great intensity, his bruised looking balls flapping about and smacking his inner thighs and cock underside. The sliding of his dick between her tits was rippling the flesh and wobbling what was in his hands despite his firm, groping grip.
She was grunting wordless protests because of the way he was using her body while she recovered. His pumping became so fierce his pubic bone was bouncing off her head as she looked down at the trunk that slid inches away from her lips into the rolling valleys of her tits that he held. The gradual up bend of his penis meant the head was grinding against the front of her chest and abbs as he fucked her tits.
Eventually she regained her coherency 'Hey, stop that!'
'Okay.' he said letting go
Her tits returned to their splayed out state and his cock was dropped by gravity. He removed himself from her contact and stood. She just got back and sat on her heels.
'What are you doing?' she asked, indignation turning to confusion
'Figuring out what I want to do next.' he said, completely dropping the pretense of education
'You could fuck me.' she suggested, well and truly ready for it
'Indeed, go back into bowing, I want to see you on all fours again.' he said
'What!?' she said indignant again
'Just do it, that's not nearly as bad as being choked out by my monster cock.' he said
He was right, so she went face down, ass up again. This was probably going to be one of the only ways to take that thing anyways. He walked behind her and gazed at her panty clad rear again as her skirt fell away. He could see that the crotch of her clothes were well past soaked through and now her inner thighs gleamed. He took a knee behind her and with two hands grabbed the cloth by the waist bands and pulled them down her thighs to the knees.
A mat of thin blue black hair surrounded her pussy, straighter and thinner than Zarina's but shorter at less than a quarter of an inch in length. He admired her naked ass before testingly inserting a finger into her waiting snatch. She shivered as the digit slid in with no resistance, super heated by her love tunnel. He wiggled it around with little difficulty, either she really was used to large insertions or was just that hot and ready.
'Well are you going to put it in or play around some more?' she asked
'Beg me.' he said
He was now reasonably sure of the power his mighty cock commanded over her. She had yet to refuse a demand when the promise of riding his dick was on the line.
'What, no!' she declared, looking back over her shoulder as her wings flared in defiance
'Say please, a meaningless word when you can have all this in you.' he said with a pumping of his penile muscles
His colossal cock twitched and flicked in the air, precum oozing from the open and ready hole.
'You're seriously going to make me beg!?' she demanded, not wanting to make the final succession to her illusion of control
'Say please fuck me silly like a slut Terrance.' he said before adding 'I don't need you to get my dick wet when I want it, but you kind of need me if you want to be stuffed like a stocking on a good kid's Christmas.'
He laid his cock down on her ass, the huge pipe of dickmeat splitting her ass, obscuring the starfish deep between the cheeks with its veined girth as it sunk into her flesh and rested between the buns like a hotdog. Where was this audacity coming from? Maybe it was karma, Terrance was usually a pretty nice and upstanding dude. She was usually kind of a bitch, now it's their time to swap.
'Please fuck me.' she said after a pause, looking down shamefully before focusing on the mega cock that was her heart's desire
'Please fuck me what?' he asked
He was seriously making her do it. What happened to her pride, she was bent on all fours mostly naked with make up smeared all over her pretty face, hand prints on her ass and tits, gushing exited fluids from her exposed pussy and about to beg an acquaintance for a fuck because he had a donkey dick. Why couldn't she just say it, they were meaningless words, she knew her worth. It'd be a renunciation of all that she once was, arrogant, mean spirited and demeaning. An image she was already trying to shake. She wanted his cock too, it didn't really matter how she got it.
As she mauled it over, Terrance shrugged and turned, his wings fluttered and he took to the air. He only meant to go up to the clearing to tease her. Instead he was smacked into for the second time that day. Vidia wrapped her legs around his waist, her ass sitting on his cock , her tits pressed against his bare chest and arms wrapped around his.
'Please, fuck me silly like a slut! Stuff my whorish cunt with that horsecock! I'll say anything, just don't leave me hanging like that.' she begged
Her weight dragged him down and they landed back down. As they went down he put a hand on her arm and pushed her over, twisting her so that upon landing she fell to the side. A little maneuvering and she was back in the dirt face down, ass up. His dinosauric dong was under her though and as he repositioned himself it smacked against the soaked lips and clit of Vidia. He could feel the furnace like heat of her own sex from those few moments of contact. Once he was sufficiently back he could point the head of his dick to her cunt lips.
'Ready?' he asked teasingly
She looked over her shoulder and nodded. He grabbed her by the hips, hands locking onto the bones that made the outward flare of her hourglass figure, and pushed. His cock head was squeezed past her tight netherlips and into the molten world of pleasure that was her pussy. He pushed on, entering with a slight pop of an air bubble burst as he crammed his wrist thick man meat in. She began emitting a drawn out groan as he pushed his hips closer.
He got a quarter in with no difficulty at all, his own superheated and slicked with juices manhood gelling perfectly with her suana like sopping wet and hot womanhood. She stretched well enough to take him all in as he pushed onward. Half his dick was enveloped in her heated love tunnel, gripped tighter than any other part of her body ever could, before he started to encounter any meaningful resistance.
He paused to let her catch her breath, she had dropped her head into her hands and was hyperventilating from pleasure and pain, but mostly pleasure. He began to ease back, sliding his cock from her until it was a quarter out. Then thrust back in somewhat harder than before The resistance was overcome and two thirds of his pillar of dick was crammed into her pussy.
'Ooh yes Terrance!' she exclaimed 'Fill me up.'
He had no problem with that and pulled halfway out before plunging back in. A combination of the angle of penetration (downward and from behind) and her own readiness, arousal and 'experience' made this rut a lot smoother than Zarina's. His cock went straight to pound town, sliding four fifths of the way there. He pulled back out and with the third thrust was balls deep.
'Fuck yeah! Split me with that dick!' she begged
That didn't seam as feasible as it did with Zarina, she was still tight as all heck though. He pulled back four fifiths of the way, wanting to get as much out as possible before giving it all back to her like she wanted. Once back sufficiently he plunged back into her, his hips bouncing off the cheeks of her ass as his dickhead punched her guts in. His balls swung up and slapped her in the swollen clit.
'Just like that, keep going honey.' she whimpered
Honey? My how their relationship has changed. He drew back, not as far but a good ways out and plowed back in. After a couple of these he figured out it was easier on him and better for her if he didn't pull so far out on the back thrusts. Besides, he didn't want to leave the oven of her cunt. He bent over her and began bucking his hips earnestly, pounding her pussy for all it was worth. From over her back he could see her great tits bouncing about under her. They smacked into each other and flung out from above and beneath her arms with every thrust.
She began to thrust back, meeting his hips with hers and bounding her cheeks about as jubilantly as her tits were flopping. His balls were flinging into her clit with every up stroke, which was driving her a couple different kind of crazies.
'Oh, ah, uh- AH! Yees, thank you Terrance. Thank you. This is what I wanted. This is what I need. A fat totem pole dick worthy of worship.'
He reached out and grabbed her hair by the top of the ponytail. He slid his hands down it, gathering up the long, silky blue black strands of hair into a continuous line of hair. Once he had it straightened out into a kind of rope, he grabbed a fistfull with his right hand and twisted his hand, winding it around his wrist.
Her head was pulled back a little, which only drove her to meet his thrusts harder. They were in a good rhythm now, she was breathing hard and fast but he was maintaining his breath. He found that long, slow relaxation breathing helped him keep his hard on longer. He wound her hair on his wrist a couple times before doing the same with his other hand.
Once both hands were bound in blue black rope he gave a light tug on the reigns. She screamed in shock as her head was jerked back.
'You kinky bastard!' she said
She was forced back even more with another yank, arching her head and upper back towards him. She was now kind of sitting on his lap, buried to the hilt on his sword. He made up for her stationary position with more fervent pumping, long and hard ones that saw over half of his dick removed before thrusting back up into her. She reached up behind her head to grab her hair, trying to stop it from hurting her head as much as he pulled on it.
'Fuck... don't stop. Keep going.'
She knew what she wanted. He pulled and pounded harder. She now was in full back bend as alternated grips, letting go with his right hand to grab more hair and pull her even more towards him. Bent back and reaching over her shoulders, her tits were all out and open. The masses were bounced up and nearly smacking her in the face as he was pounding up into her so hard, his mighty dick turning her insides to cake batter. Once she was back bent like an Olympic gymnast he let go of her hair with his left hand and reached around her chest.
His hand found the tit easily and he gave her left boob a squeeze, savouring the feel of the great breast meat beneath his fingers and palm. He pumped it a few times before bounding it in his hand, testing its weight. It weighed quite a bit, but was firm in its shape. His hand roamed over it where it found her nipple that was as hard as his dick. He ran his palm over the nipple, feeling the bud stab his hand. So he pinched it a little hard, eliciting a hiss from her. On that note he fiddled with it a bit.
'Please, keep it up.' she moaned
She let go of her hair with her right hand and dropped it to her vagina, pushing aside flaps of her skirt to do so. His balls could no longer smack her clit on upswings so she fiddled with her figgy herself. With the three fingers of her hand she went to work, tweaking, flicking, rubbing and prodding the swollen head on top of her slit.
He reached past that boob to play with the other a bit. Due to the sizes involved her great big head sized tit was resting on his forearm as his hand roamed the other boob that was equal in size and shape. It bounced very little as its mass was forced up in its skin but felt wonderful to have all its weight on his arm.
Eventually it became really exhausting to bare most of her weight in the upright position and he had to let go. When he did she flung back forwards and landed on all fours, her tits cushioning her fall. He let go of her hair, which fell between them as his hands returned to her cheeks. He groped her ass and felt the glutes contract and release as she returned to bouncing herself off his cock.
He pulled the cheeks apart to gaze into the star of her asshole and fantasied about putting his dick in it. That would be the last shred of dominance she had over him. But he was about to cum as it was and could feel the welling in his balls. She wasn't too far off either, her vagay was clamping down something fierce and seemed wetter, juices visible gushing with the deeper thrusts.
'Please... don't... stop...' she begged, pleasure overwhelming her lexicon
He stopped abruptly 'What!?'
She realized how that sounded 'No! Impale me on that cock like some traitor, bury that dick so deep in me that no pirate treasure hunter could ever dig it up!'
'Zarina already beat you to it.' he laughed as he resumed his rut
'What, you fucked Zarina!?' she asked as he pounded her harder than ever
Each thrust jolted her whole body and nearly rocked her off her knees. The slaps were loud enough to drown out the ambient sound of bugs, birds and the breeze through the trees.
'Hard and well.' he answered
As she struggled to comprehend that, he saw the rope of blue black hair between them and had one more kink idea. He reached under the dick that temporally merged their bodies and grabbed the tail, pulling it across and up, then looping it over and wrapping it around the base of his cock. He pulled the thing tight like a rope around a log and stroked with it.
The sensation was unique, each individual strand as a whole created a wonderful constriction force and friction as he jerked the loop of blue black hair like a cock ring or strap. He made another loop around his balls and pulled on that lightly for the fuck its, finding that to also be strangely pleasingly, the light traction of the hair rope pulling downwards even sustaining his excitement and delaying his orgasm. When he let go it stayed there as a small barrier between her lips and his base as they thrust against eachother.
'Oh my- by the Hallow it's coming.' she said
She descended into grunts and groans as her beautiful wings began beating fast and hard from under his arms, her whole body writhing. He knew what was coming next and braced himself. Her fast flying talent kicked in and she went turbo, bucking hog wild and almost in a blur. The slapping sound of tits and ass clapping became a roar as she sped up, becoming wordlessly exited and her motions turning to blurs.
Then she began to take flight. Her wings were beating hard enough she was lifting up off his cock like a rocket being launched. She made it halfway off his cock before he managed to grab onto her by the hair with one hand and shoulder with the other. Still, she was the stronger flier. They took the air and he tried to keep up. He didn't have a choice since her ponytail was wrapped around the base of his junk and he didn't want to risk anymore injury to his new favourite organ.
He joined her flight and they both ascended into the air. She spread her legs, kicking her panties off her foot as she did, and hooked her lower legs behind his, her calves behind his knees. He brought his arms up under hers and wrapped his arms around her chest, forcing her boobs up together as he held on. Her wings extended from over his shoulders and continued to beat, so he had to bring his to match hers.
'Put us down Vid!' he asked
'I can't... control... oh my god!' she screamed
Even in flight she spasmed and writhed, fucking herself on his cock. With one hand she continue to play with her clit and with the other she fondled a tit. They cleared the grass now and were flying in the air; sun, sky and whole field in view. Luckily the field was empty and no one could see the two fairies fucking in flight.
She emitted a shrill, wordless ear piercing scream and the clamping of her cunt muscles confirmed that she came. Hard too, her whole body spazzed a couple more times before going rigid. He felt her contract over his mighty prick a couple times as she screamed herself breathless and then fell. Her body went limp in his arms, with only a few reflexive kicks letting him know she was even alive. Love juices leaked out of the space between their sexes as she came down from her orgasm.
Then her wings went limp too, exhausted from the sudden frantic beating and with the adrenalin from the sex now dissipating. He could no longer hold both their weight in that position and she fell from his arms. Her vag was so tight over his masive dick that he thought it would hold at first. After a few moments she slid slowley off his hard as hell dick as her orgasm waned, then with a splurt sound and a vacuum like suction pop broke contact and was now trickling through the sky. He flew down with her, not wanting to see her injured and because of the black hair that tethered her head to his junk. He caught her in a cradle, just like he carried Zarina from the Hallow, and brought her back to their meeting place.
He set her down and rolled over, sitting up while she rested on her side.
'Do you think anyone saw?' he asked
'I dunno, but are you going to finish that?' she asked with a gesture of her head to his still hard cock
'I intend to.' he said
'I'll get it, an apology for crashing into you.' she said
'You apologized enough for that already.' he said as she began jerking his dick
The saliva and creamy exudate of her cunt made a lather over his rod that she smeared all over it with her hands as she brought her face closer.
'What's this?' she asks when she sees her own hair wrapped around the base
'Spur of the moment thought.' he said
She grabbed it and jerked him with it, gathering up the foam with the natural sponge like qualities of hair.
'Kinky.' she said once she pulled it up over his cock
She then wound it up and flicked it at him, spraying him with the lather as revenge for him catapulting her with precum. She dropped her hair and pulled herself over him, taking his head in her mouth again. After all that he had been through just now, her lovingly taking him in her mouth with no complaint or encouragement, jerking his pole with one hand and pulling his balls with the other was the straw that broke the camel's back.
His reply caught in his throat and became a groan as he came. Not thunderously like when he was mid fuck with Zarina but a more gradual orgasm. He came less like a tidal wave and more like a flash flood. Or at least that's how Vidia felt when a deluge of white foamy jizz poured into her mouth from the open head of his dick. She began to retch, which gave the cum a place to go as her lips were wrapped airtight around his cock head. She began to sputter as seaman was pumped into her mouth from his congested and bruised balls through his massive vascular man pipe.
He began to squirm in pleasure and buck his hips, grabbing a fistful of hair again and pulling her down on his dick in a feral reflex to immerse more of his gigantic dick in the heat of her body as he climaxed. The squishy head stabbed her throat and began to push its stream of cum straight into her esophagus. The pumped was primed as she continued to stroke his dick, trying to get the cum out faster as he choked her and he filled her stomach with his life giving spooge. His other hand absently played with a massive tit as his mind drowned in the sensation of sated carnal pleasure.
They didn't know how much or long he came but when it was done she spat out the deflating cock with only a few rivulets of clear spit, all of the cum having gone down her throat. Her digestive track was probably painted white now and she felt full, as if having just eaten a huge meal. She put a hand on her abdomen to reassure herself it was over but refrained from pushing down like it was a food belly for fear of hacking it all back up.
She collapsed on him, a tit still being played with in his hand. The other hand the held her head earlier dropped to her shoulder and he cradled her in. She looked down at the flaccid cock that had just ravaged her body and now lay across his chest, still leaking some seminal fluid and then up to Terrance, who glowed with satisfied sexual energy. He had a light smile on his face and was looking down at her almost lovingly.
'So yeah, I think you have the gist of it.' she said
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