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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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When Terrance finally got his dick out of Fawn, he had softened completely and their combined love juices had seeped from her slowly closing gape. With a little effort he managed to roll up his cock and slide in back in his pants. All Fawn had to do was pull her skirt back down and slide the strap to her top back over her shoulder, then shove the melons in.
'Thanks for that.' she said simply
'Any time.' he replied
'Oh I plan on it.' she said
They parted ways for now. He was heading over to the pools for a very much needed bath. He probably stank of sex now, smelling like all kinds of sweat, sperm and who knows what other fluids. He needed a soak, his body was sore all over from all the fucking and that tumble through the tree. He also wanted to make sure his cuts and abrasions were cleaned or risk getting an infection and having to see the healer fairies. Still, it was kind of kinky to think that he fucked Fawn with Vidia's scent still on his cock.
The sun was now directly overhead as he flew, sending the day into its hottest hours. It was always summer in the Hallow so this meant he was seeing through the haze as light was refracted through the exited air particles at a distance. He had to slow his flight as it was like carving through hot butter with his body as he flew. He was sweating hard too and had to routinely wipe his brow as his hair became soaked and matted to his face just to see where he was going.
He licked his lips to try a re-moisturize them, he could feel the onset of chapping due to their dryness. He found that his tongue was as dry though, and running it through his own mouth saw that his mouth and throat were also arid.
He finally made it to the pools and touched down on a tree just outside. He found that he was breathing heavy, the effort of flying through the haze having taxed him. The haze didn't go away though as he landed. His vision began to blur and he saw splotches of discoloration. He brought his hands to his eyes to try and rub the problem out to no avail. His ears started ringing and he felt really nauseous all of a sudden.
Things got hazy then, he didn't even feel his legs give out but did remember falling. He remembered a splash, then all sound becoming muffled. He remembered struggling for air...
He felt as though he was in a vacuum, all sight and sound being obscured into nothingness as space became nonexistence. As he fell, if one can even fall in a void, he thought of only one thing. Tinkerbell, even until death she was first and last on his mind.
But in between them were thoughts of her friends. He saw Fawn bucking beneath him like a bitch in heat. He saw Vidia taking flight as she orgasmed. He saw Zarina riding him like her life depended on it, great tits wobbling. He thought of her other friends and the things he wanted to do to them. The milfy Rosetta, Iridessa with her ghetto booty, and even her own sister Periwinkle.
Had he become addicted to sex? He had wished for this great cock to please Tink and here he was fucking her friends into bliss, and loving every second of it. Had he crossed a line he could not cross back? How could he justify this to her? What would she say if... when she found out.
He didn't have that much time to dwell on it though as he descended into greater unconsciousness. As even the darkness around him faded into a greater black he saw Tinkerbell before him, sexy as ever. She fluttered before him, spectacular tits barely contained by her tight green short dress that hugged her impossible hourglass figure. She leaned into him, wrapping him in embrace that smothered his chest with her tits. He saw into those beautiful blue eyes as she closed in and he closed his eyes.
When the kiss broke his eyes eased open and the face of Tinkerbell became one of darkness. The person above him put hand over fist on his chest and pushed. He felt his heart beat under the force, made to pump by the external pressure as he opened his mouth to try and intake air, finding his lungs to be already full.
There was another push on his chest and his gaze turned upwards. The sun directly overhead was blinding even though he himself was under the shade of a tree. Someone was still pushing on his chest, he could only see a silhouette though as the light obscured everything in front of it. A couple more painful jolts rocked his body and the figure came down again. As it did so, it blocked the glare of the sun and he could see clearly.
Silvermist wrapped her lips over his, almost a kiss but their mouths were open. Instead of shoving her tongue in like Fawn did, she blew. He felt moist air from her breath fill his mouth and try to make it down to his lungs. She broke the kiss to take another breath and resealed them, blowing into his mouth again.
Then again, the rhythmic contraction on his chest that forced his heart to beat. He felt a lurch in his stomach as his eyes shot open. He turned his head to the side and hacked out water. He filled his gut with it and it was all coming out now. In spurts he vomited up the water he had swallowed while drowning, apparently. He actually felt sorry for the girls whose guts he had distended now that he had experienced it himself. Now that he was breathing again and as far as he could tell his heart was beating, he swatted the hands away.
'Okay, what now?' asked Silvermist to herself
She was kneeling beside him, clearly having just been in the water. Her damp wings were folded behind her, her blue long leafed dress soaked and clinging to her skin more than it ever did when dry. It was a one piece dress that hung low over her plentiful chest, one strap going over her right shoulder to support it. The light blue was interrupted by a vibrant yellowish flare along the right side of her body. The dress normally flared out to a tapered end at mid thigh but now stuck to itself there.
Her long dark blue hair was soaked and dripping, pulled behind her head for convenience though was itself bound by nothing. The blue eyeshadow around her long tapered eyes was running a bit despite being normally water resistant and the normal cheery expression on her face was one of worry. Her soft brown eyes scanned his body.
'Okay, he's kind of breathing, now... you...' she said to herself
As she puzzled, a finger to her chin, he took in the sight of her chest, the soaked top pulling itself down with the weight of the water saturating it. Her tits were not as big as Fawn's or Vidias but still a good size bigger than his head, about the same as Zarina's. He didn't care, he just loved tits. He could see half the aureola of them as the top had slid that far down.
'Aha! Loosen clothing.' she said as the light bulb in her head flickered on
She pulled the laces of his vest to open the collar, took off his shoes and undid his belt. As she undid his belt, she saw the swelling caused by the sight of her large breasts nearly tumbling out of her soaked, low cut dress.
'Oh my...' she said, unbuttoning his trousers
Upon doing so she fished out his cock. Even though he was dazed and disorientated, his dick sure knew what it wanted. It hardened by the second in her hands.
'I must make the swelling go down.' she declared
She rose onto her knees and bent over, sticking the head in between her lips. That woke him up, his eyes went wide as she sucked hard on the tip, sending paralytic bolts through it to his body. He contracted as she stroked the excess outside her mouth and then went limp as he got used to the sensation. The airhead knew how to suck.
She bobbed her head on the long rod a few times, working it over her tongue in her mouth. He lay limp, catching his breath from the near drowning and ogling her tits as they dangled beneath her.
As she sucked him off a boat floated downstream of them. It was one of those touring riverboats, being midsized and carrying people under shaded leaves instead of cargo. In it were several winter fairies on a river cruise, distinguishable by their white hair and the frost over their wings.
'and on your left you will see one of our water fairies performing life saving rescue breathing on a drowning victim.' said the narrating voice over a megaphone
'Oi, someone throw me over, quick!' called one of the tourists
'Hey, laugh all you want, I'll bet she saved his life.' said another
Silvermist pulled her head off his dick with a pop as her lip seal was broken and brought it down the length of one side, dragging her tongue across it to slather some spit over it. Then she dragged it back up to the top where she lapped at the head a bit before dragging it down the other side as well.
The boat sailed on and if she noticed, she didn't care. She just kissed along the side of his long shaft, sucking hard as if to create hickeys. Her brown tapered eyes were closed to half closed as she did this, focusing on her work. She pushed down on his dick, forcing it against his stomach to focus on his balls. She suckled on his nuts, planting kisses on the sack before licked over the curves and folds.
His eyes nearly popped out his head when she opened wide and drew both his balls into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Previous girls struggled with one of his nuts, she got both in. She wagged her head, stretching the ball sack in her mouth as she messaged them with her tongue, sucking lightly for maximum stimulation. It was almost too much.
She backed off though, letting his sack flow from her wide open mouth. She let go of his dick and the long throbbing rod of fairy man meat flung forward and smacked her in the face. It left a splat of her own spit along her cheek where it struck. She caught it though and bent it towards her. She took a breath and opened wide, diving in.
The first thing he felt after the steamy breath was her throat, the head piercing the muscles that normally kept it closed as she swallowed his dick. She slowed down, deep throating him with an ease rivaled only by Zarina. Soon half his dick was in her. She opened her eyes to look at him as she continued traversing his length. Her large brown eyes were uniquely long across and sharp in the corners, her face was a strange type of cute and unusually pale.
She began to rock her whole body as merely bobbing her head would not encompass the whole of the dick lodged in her mouth. She had over a foot of meat in her mouth, immersed in the super hot and tight grip of her throat. Her neck was distended and every gag squeezed the life out of his dick in a oh so pleasurable way. She crawled up to him, feeding more of his megacock into her mouth as she did so.
As she crawled she did exaggerated motions, dropping the non moving shoulder, popping her hip out, snaking her back and rocking her head, all to bend and twist the hard dick that was cradled in the vice grip of her all encompassing esophagus. He was actually kicking and twitching, the pleasure overwhelming as all the nerves in his penis flared.
She got to his base, her cute nose on his pubic bone. She couldn't suck anymore since the dick mass now passed her windpipe but any air left in her was gone. Her cheeks were concave from negative internal pressure and he wondered through the foggy haze of sexual pleasure if she even needed to breath. She gave her whole body a few head to toe rocks, snaking the whole thing in a wave and messaging his whole dick with her insides.
Then she drew up her knees and slowly rose, pulling her face off his dick. He shuddered, eyes rolling as his dick was freed from the hot, tightness of her throat. Turns out there was such a thing as too much pleasure. Gradually she assumed an upright stance the dick slid from her mouth with another pop, the swollen purple head emerging from her parted lips.
She in took a deep breath and let it fall between her boobs. It rested on the fabric of her dress, pulling it down even more to expose half her nipples. The weeping head vomited precum up onto her, where the slimy fluid dripped into the crevice of her tits.
'Why won't the swelling go down?' she asked herself
He meant to respond but when he spoke it was through a rasp, the hacking and drowning having robbed him of his voice.
'Oh no, you're dehydrated and thirsty.' she looked around for something to have him drink out of
As she stood up, his cockhead pulled the top of her dress down even farther and the left tit burst free of the cup that normally held it. The large head sized boob was as pale as the rest of her and very firm. It bounced only twice before assuming its shape, defying gravity in how it held up its mostly spherical shape. It was capped at the frontmost end with a wide pink nipple that unlike the rest was inward shaped, not pointing outwards.
She looked down at the freed tit and had a eureka moment. She popped the strap over her right shoulder and took to the water. The twin teat as glorious as the left flopped out as she took the two steps to the river and dove in. When she emerged seconds later she tossed her head, sending a long wave of dark blue hair streaking over her head like the spinning hands of a clock to where it landed along her back. She pushed her tits together and stepped out of the water, taking short careful steps to where Terrance lay under the shade.
She dropped to her knees beside him and leaned forward. Pressing her tits together created a a plunging valley of boobmeat that she filled with clear spring water from the stream. It poured out from the crevice in between them in a line that he was able to catch with his open mouth. He drank from her breasts this way, and she was able to get quite a bit of water in between her massive tits.
Once she poured the last trickle from her tits they were hanging directly over his head. He reached up with his head and took a nipple into his mouth. She reached under to support his head as he suckled on the tit. With his other hand he reached up to fondled the twin breast beside it.
'Well your certainly feeling a lot better.' she said as she eyed the throbbing red tinged monstrosity pointing straight up from between his legs
He reached around her back and pulled his face into her bosom, lapping up the water still clinging to the firm and warm skin of her chest. She giggled a little as the tongue painting the sensitive skin was tickling. While his face was buried in her tits, she rocked her chest a little, the large head sized orbs of warmth and firmness mashing into the sides of his still soaked blond hair. She found the whole image cute.
Once he licked up all the fresh water and his need to breath surpassed his need to be one with her big boobs, he pulled his head out and asked a question his rational mind started asking.
'What are you even doing here Sil?'
'Maintenance and security of the waterways in Pixie Hallow is a job for the Water Talent fairies, we have to patrol and inspect the rivers, streams, ponds and lakes. I just so happened to have found you drowning.' she said with a warm smile
'and the rescue breathing?' he asked
'Water rescue is also a job of the water talent fairies.' she said
'and the dick sucking?' he asked
'That was for fun.' she said with a sneer
She pushed his head down and kicked a leg over his waist. As she straddled him her skirt rode up her legs to bunch up at her waist. There he could see that she wore nothing underneath. Her bare, most lips were free for viewing by the world, with only a triangular patch of dark blue hair above it.
'What are you doing?' he asked dumbly
'Fucking you, I have to make you better. I can't just release you after having made you this hard.' she said
He didn't even have to guide his dick, the rocket of ready fuck meat was pointing straight up. She lowered herself onto it, the head splitting the folds of her lips and sliding right in. That increasingly familiar sensation of heated slick compression enveloped his sensitive head as she lowered herself. She was a lot more wet than even the ones previously, possibly owing to her being a water talent.
The slickness allowed for easier immersion, she slid right down the the halfway point, a good nine inches being lovingly squeezed by her cunt. She let out the breath she had been holding with a loud grunt. He could see how much he was stretching her just by how parted the lips were around his massive girth. She pumped herself up and down on her legs in air squats, the muscles of her legs working hard to sustain her weight. Her large tits bounced with every jolt, flopping around on her chest but never loosing their orb shape.
With every down thrust she gained half an inch and soon she was down by the base. It was record timing, probably owing to the juices from their lovemaking flowing from her stretched lips. She rolled forward onto her knees, placed in the ground by his hips. There she rocked her waist forward and back, grinding his engorged dick along the inside of her love canal.
She began to roll her hips around in a clockwise motion, using his iron hard cock to churn her insides like butter. She was breathing loud, airy breaths. If she was saying anything it wasn't enunciated very well, sounding to him like high pitched whimpers. He put his hands on her thighs and traced the flexing muscles up the legs to waist and then over the blue dress that was bunched up there.
She knew what he wanted and leaned forward, pumping herself on his fuck stick with vertical thrusts. He took the firm tits into his hands and squeezed as hard as he felt he could without hurting or discomforting her. Most of the meat flowed out of his hands and between his fingers, the smooth skin of the nipples under his palms. He groped and squeezed, kneading the flesh like dough and watching with a smile the mass wobble pleasantly from his messaging.
He pulled them and released, watching them flop back into place, then playfully slapped them. They rocked back and forth on her chest and into each other before resuming their shape and place. Well, as best they could while she was still pumping herself eight inches off and then plunging right back onto him. He continued to play with her tits as she put her hands beside him on the ground to help support her weight.
As she thrust he could feel the clenching in his balls that wound normally signal impending release, but there was none to be found. It was as if he was priming a well that was dry. He had cum four times in less than 24 hours, maybe he was fucking faster than he could develop spooge. He hadn't actually seen how much he was putting out since he started since he had always cum inside the fairies but he assumed it was quite a large amount, maybe even more than normally possible.
'Why, won't, you, come!?' she asked as she intensified her thrusts
He could feel the cheeks of her ass smacking against his thighs and each other as she thrust like it was her last fuck.
'I must be dry. We have to try harder.' he said
She was sweating hard from the effort. 'I'm trying as hard as I can.'
'Work smarter, not harder.' he said 'Use your tits.'
Her eyes opened up 'Oh, I guess that would be easier.'
With a heave and a groan she stood back up, releasing his dick from the cock cleave of her cunt. It was somehow tighter and hotter than her throat, making for the most intense sensation yet. He was happy though, because he was dry and still fucking he had every intensive feeling of sex but none of the impending relief. It was so pleasurable it was painful and he needed a break. A tit fuck, while nice, was not as intense. It was just what he needed though, time to build his own orgasm and occupy her at the same time.
She scooted down, her dripping pussy leaving a trail on the ground as she did. She sat on his thighs and leaned in, his shinning and slick dick sliding between her breasts quite easily. She pushed on both sides, forcing the normally spherical tits into ellipses and began rocking her torso. He laid his head back and stared into the tree, letting the warmth of her firm tit flesh envelope his dick.
After a bit of this he decided to take a more active role in the tit fuck. He pulled his legs apart and bent them, putting his feat together with his knees pointing outwards behind her. Feet to the ground he began pumping his hips, forcing his dick to ride along her chest. She stopped rocking and merely held her tits together for him to fuck.
As his dick slid in and out, breaking the tit folds with every buck, she spit on and licked the head. The spittle joined the other fluids on her chest that were pulling there until she began to scissor the tits in her hands. She ground them against his dick and eachother as he fucked her chest, criss crossing them in alternating patterns. She began to rock her body again, sliding up and down his cock though only able to really get the top half while she was sitting up.
'Are you coming along yet?' she asked, now seriously concerned
He grunted and groaned but no feeling of impending release. He looked up at the exotic beauty whose tits he was fucking and said no.
She grabbed it by the middle with both of her small hands to hold it still while she pressed herself against it. He eagerly picked up the slack and held her boobs in place, groping the great tetas in the process. She took the head in her mouth again, forcing it as far back as it would go and bend. She nodded her head, sucking until her lips were blue. Inside she lapped and lathered his swollen cock head and the sensitive foreskin folds. All the while he played with her tits, mashing them against each other around the bottom of his pole and groping them.
She bobbed her head a few more times before lifting it off, eyes widening with relief as she could breath again. A torrent of spit and precum poured over his dick from her mouth.
'How about now?' she asked
He was closer now but not there yet.
'Still? It seams we must resort to drastic measures.' she said
She let go and stood up, pulling her tits from his hands as he whimpered like a puppy, missing them instantly. She stood above him with feet on either side of his waist looking like some kind of water sprite or river nymph. Her blue eye shadow was running a bit and her lips were blue from sucking, making her exotic face even more beautiful. Her soft brown eyes with their long, tapered ends. Her long blue black hair hung around her shoulders to her back, clinging to her in their wetness. Her light blue leafy dress was rolled down her torso, obscuring the yellow/green side but the skirt still flared down. He could see the glistening lips of her pussy with the triangle above it from his angle.
“What are you doing?' he asked as she pulled her dress up a little
Instead of answering she lowered herself onto him, but at the wrong angle. Her pussy was facing his upper head instead of his lower. When his dick speared past the cheeks of her ass all became clear.
'Woah, wait- what are you-' he began but was choked off as his cock was immersed in the hottest, tightest orifice he had ever felt
Due to how wet his dick was from the drowning, sucking and fucking it was easy enough to get the first few inches in. After that though some strain was needed to get more in, she reached down and began playing with her slit, exiting herself and eliciting fluids. Then using her powers as a water talent fairy, she willed the juices down to her ass where they lubed up the meat that was slowly penetrating her.
He didn't even know this was a thing, he'd never thought of the ass as something to be penetrated. Of course he loved asses, who didn't, but mainly for the way they bounced, jiggled and felt being groped. He never though about fucking a girl there. He wished he had though.
It was tighter, hotter and the sensation far more intense than anything he had felt before. She began to pump herself on his fairy stick halfway down. With every pulse of her leg, thigh and butt muscles he felt an almost painful clench on the dick meat buried in her ass. As she thrust herself he could see the rhythmic contortions her body was making to take the fuck meat, her whole body shook.
Her tits bounced high on her chest and her cunt was splayed open for him. She was still fervently masturbating as she did so, getting more and more juices to lube up his cockshaft. Every down thrust brought her half an inch closer to his base.
He was grunting hard through clenched teeth, the sensation so intense. His long and girthy fuck staff was a few shades tanner than the pale cheeks he was impaling with it. She she descended his tower she leaned forward to get her legs under her and be able to comfortably sit on him. She then leaned back, hands on either side and bottomed out.
He was almost crying as his dick was completely enveloped in the vice grip of her tight ass hotter than anything he had fucked before. He could feel her cheeks on his waist still felt as if the beating of her heart was reverberating through his dick head. She began to fuck herself on him, with more of a to and fro grind than an up and down thrust. This had the effect of pulling his dick around inside her than pumping it, drawing out the sensation.
His feet began to twitch and squirm, it felt so good. She picked up her pace, getting used to the sensation so being so full. Her tits washed around on her chest like barely clinging dew drops of breast meat as she began to moan in high pitches. She no longer had to play with herself, the juices were dripping out on their own from her open slit.
He had to grope something but all he could reach were her thighs, so he kneaded the flesh there, feeling the force of her muscles clenching as she worked herself over his massive manhood. Then he felt it, or at least would have. He felt the walling in his balls, the tingles up his shaft and near paralysis of his head. He would be coming right now it he wasn't dry.
'It hurts to cum.' he said
He knew where the orgasm was, but the orgasm he could feel was nothing close.
'Hold on!.' she said
She pushed herself into a sitting position, shoving his titanic dick as far up her ass as it could possibly go, before falling forward. She had her arms on either side of him and her lovely large tits were smooshed on his chest. He needed no further instructions. He sank his hands in her warm boobs, fondling them as he learned to love. As he groped he put his feet to the ground and repositioned his legs to where he could thrust.
He began pumping away, up and towards him. His balls leaped around between his legs as his 18 inch dick was jack hammered into her ass. He could feel the heat of her dripping pussy open on his pelvis as his waist mashed against her bare slit. She was now breathing so fast she couldn't even enunciate.
Her long, tapered eyes closed as she took him, her mouth struggling to gather air through slightly open lips. Her long, blue black hair danced around her head like a lions mane as her whole body shook. Her great tits even wobbled in his squeezing hands.
Suddenly her back arched, her tits jumped up as she rose suddenly, eyes wide open, the brown of her iris almost swallowed by the expanded pupils.
“I'm cumming!” she announced
She rocked her own waist a few times, the mammoth dick stuck up her ass turning her tunnels to cake batter, before who whole body shook. Then to his amazement she came, like in the same way he did. Juices shot out of her pussy, arcing in streams clear as the water he was just pulled from. They were hot but smelled sweet though. They streaked across his chest, coating his vest but the farthest one only reaching his neck as she convulsed in orgasmic bliss. She squirted some more but not as much and not as far for a double digit amount of seconds as she rode out her anal orgasm.
After the fountain became a trickle she fell back onto him exhausted. She looked up, her exotic face flushed and said 'Go on, finish.'
He ran a hand through the blue black mane and gave her hair a slight pull as he doubled his efforts. Her whole body shook, this time almost limply instead of through her own power and orgasm, as he pounded her ass. After less than a minute though it was time.
He groaned and fell the painful welling in his balls fade away as he emptied what was left into her. A few last mighty thrusts, feeling the jism easing up his urethra to be deposited in her ass and he was spent. He collapsed, as dead as she was.
She began to pull herself off of him, like a water nymph leaving the pond. As she did so he felt his hot, wilting dick become exposed to the cool air again. His vision began to fade as he went unconscious again, he felt lips on his, not the life saving from earlier but the loving kind. This time when the darkness claimed him, he was safe in the knowledge that the water fairy had him secure, and satisfied as well.
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