Captured For The Fairy King II (3 page)

Falling on to the soft grass, I pulled Dean with me and
kissed his lips. He looked more exhausted than I felt. “That was amazing,” he
whispered before his eyes closed and he blew out a long breath.

I couldn’t speak. There was nothing else worth saying.

As I lay dozing beside him, the fairy king and queen came to
stand beside us. “Thank you,” the queen said, and fell to her knees in front of
her husband.

Now they would put on a show for us.

She opened her mouth and he swept her long hair back off her
face, holding it in a bunch behind her head. She took his ball sack in one hand
and his dick in the other. When their eyes met, it sent a shudder through me.
There was a serious connection between the two of them. One day, when we’d been
together for a very, very long time, Dean might look at me like that.

She kissed the eye of his cock and slid his length into her
mouth, looking into his eyes the whole time. He beamed at her and she moved
slowly along his dick, taking him deep into her throat without gagging at all.
They started off slowly, then her movements got faster and he jerked her head
around by the hair. She didn’t seem to mind the rough treatment. In fact, the
harder he pulled on her, the more she moaned around his cock. They carried on
like that for so long that I wondered if they were bending time somehow. But however
magical they were, fellatio couldn’t go on forever.

The king’s breathing grew louder and he slowed down again.
The queen changed the way she held her lips against him and he cried out. The
pitch of his howl grew higher and higher until it hurt my ears. The queen glanced
in my direction and gave another wink. Then the noise went even higher and all
of the fairies vanished.

I looked down to see Dean sleeping on the ground. I looked
back up where the fairies had been.

Had they ever really been there? My ass was still sore where
the king had fucked me, but maybe it had just been Dean and I’d imagined the
rest.

I reached between my legs and ran my fingers over my clit.
Had it really turned into a cock? It seemed laughable to think that had
happened.

Oh well. Whatever the truth was, we’d had a fantastic
afternoon in the woods.

I snuggled up behind Dean and kissed the back of his neck.
His ass felt wet against my thigh.

Wet with spunk?

I sat up again and looked down at his crack. He was fast
asleep. He wouldn’t know if I had a closer look. Scooting down towards his
butt, I pulled his cheeks apart and saw a drip of glistening white dribble out
of his hole.

It was real. We had actually fucked fairies in the woods.

Well, fairies had fucked us in the woods.

And I’d fucked Dean in the ass.

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Captured
For
The
Fairy King

Chained
In The
Vampire’s Dungeon

Tied
Up For A Foursome – a filthy quickie

Baba
Yaga
Stole My Spunk!

Invitation
To An Orgy – a filthy quickie

Taken
By The Wolf – an eerie tryst