I suspect it has a lot to do with the fact that at some point during their dance they lost their loincloths. In consequence, I am greeted with the sight of thick, knobby cocks so stiff that they barely seem to bob from the movement of their flight. Cocks… as in plural! I blink my eyes in disbelief. Each male has two cocks seeping brilliant gold precum. Like fucking honey dripping down the length of their sex. As my eyes inspect them, I’m very aware that their lights seem to grow hotter.
Then one dips down, his dark red wings sparking like embers as the beat through the air as he approaches. Hovering in their air, he is within touching distance, his dark eyes watching me. Like the others, there’s no white at all to his eyes, just the darkness that fills them. He extends one hand, his antenna tilting slightly toward me. He doesn’t attempt to touch me. It’s my choice.
Do I want to lose myself in a night of passion with four very intriguing looking pixies and make the best out of this bizarre situation until I get home?
Yes, I most definitely do!
Stepping forward, I place my hand in his. He hums with pleasure, his lips twisting into a smile as his chitin chimes. He drops to the ground and pulls me snug against him. I barely have an opportunity to take a breath before he shoots up into the sky with his brethren following close behind.
7
Orenda
I can’t even enjoy my first experience flying through the air. Due to the speed at which we’re traveling, it’s almost nauseating the way the forest whips by in a blur of greenery. I can see the other males by their flaring lights as they fly around us in point positions as if forming a guard. I twist in the arms of the male carrying me, my body increasingly shifting and my thighs rubbing together to relieve the building ache.
I am very aware of the fact that the longer we fly the more intense the inferno kindled within me burns. I can’t even feel any shame as I rub against him, begging for relief. I already wanted him—all of them, really—but now it has transformed into an urgency racing through me. I hiss through my teeth, unable to find relief to the terrible, gnawing need of an emptiness that demands to be filled.
“Just a little longer. We are almost there,” he whispers into my hair, but I feel his arms tighten around me to shift my legs around him. He positions me so that my bottom is at an angle where my sex can slide against his lower one with every shift of his body in flight. The friction sets me ablaze and I bury my face in his shoulder as I cry out. It isn’t much, but it’s a small relief. I feel something splatter against my belly that sears me with a fresh wave of lust as he groans against me. Panting through a new, stronger haze of desire, I turn my head just enough to where I can see the green male at our left.
His eyes are fastened on me, his pink lips parted as he pants. He’s working his cocks with both hands. His body stiffens and I watch in fascination as two streams of golden cum shoot from his cocks. The stream immediately turns into golden dust in the air as it drifts down, only a small portion splattering on me. I can feel another hot jet strike me on the opposite side and turn my head in time to see a blue one smile at me before pulling back to allow the silver male to take his place. His hands are already working himself furiously and it takes him little time to shoot his load, the heat catching me high on the thigh. Like the others, it’s wet when it hits but soon leaves a powdering, glittery smear on my skin.
I groan aloud at the combined effects of the golden streaks of dust on me. I am certain that each mote of the golden semen dust is, like a potent aphrodisiac, chemically sending my body into a fever pitch of desire. It’s uncomfortable, bordering on painful, but I relish riding the wave of arousal. I’ve never been so turned on and I have a feeling that all four of these boys are going to deliver. I grind against the male holding me and soon have him panting again. Good. I want them all to lose control with me over and over again until they can’t hold back from giving me exactly what I want and need.
His clawed fingers bite into my ass and I’m soon aware that we’re not alone—not that it stops anyone. The chimes of pixie pleasure fill the forest, along with moans of desire. Golden dust seems to fall everywhere below us, the excess that didn’t find its way onto a female coating the leaves and flowers. I can barely make out the other pixies except for their lights bouncing through the trees. One small group joins us and then another. Before long, the entire forest seems to be glowing with hundreds of pixie lights.
A small group of males drops near us, their eyes falling on me with something more intense than polite curiosity, and the male holding me snarls at them viciously before putting on a dizzying burst of speed. I close my eyes to avoid the vomit-worthy roller coaster through the air. I’m still afraid to open my eyes when he slows down.
“You can open your eyes, little one. We are here,” he chuckles.
I pry one eye open reluctantly to see him land on what appears to be a large balcony in front of an opening on a structure that’s shaped a lot like a bee’s nest, with the same curved walls. Fragrant, glowing flowers of considerable size droop just above us, providing a pleasant and welcoming atmosphere. He takes a handful of steps before, with a buzz of his wings, he drops down to a lower level, his feet hitting the floor before he carries me down a long hallway that opens up on one side to an empty space in the center of the nest. Peering over the side as he carries me, it reminds me of being in a mall and staring down the various levels into the center court.
The view doesn’t last long. He suddenly turns down another short hall leading to a door. This he pushes open with his shoulder. I turn in his arms as much as I can so that I can get a good look at the room.
The bedroom is large and the walls oddly papered with what appears to be silk dyed with an ornate print. The cream and gold hues are both beautiful and relaxing, but that’s not what really catches my attention. That award goes to the giant bed that stretches from one wall to the next. I’ve seen beds like this in photos of custom pieces that have always left me in awe.
Red lets my body slip down the length of his as he deposits me gently on the floor, his cocks bobbing, making me shiver with lust. His groan is deep and feral as he drops his head and takes my mouth with his. His lips are hot against mine, demanding. I gasp, surrendering my mouth to him. A long, slick, tapered tongue slips into my mouth. Like the rest of him, it’s hot, his entire mouth tasting of hot honey spiced with cinnamon. His hands cling to my hips, holding me tight against him as he explores my mouth.
I jump when I feel another pair of hands slide over me, burning my already feverish skin. I hadn’t heard the other guys arrive, but they’re here. The one standing behind me leans forward so that his nose bumps a sensitive spot behind my ear. I feel the heat of his breath as he sniffs and nuzzles.
Another hand slides over one breast as a third male explores the texture of my skin, plucking gently at the nipple. He leans into my field of vision and I watch his very long tongue extend from his mouth like a butterfly preparing to sip from the flower. He trails his tongue over my breast to curl around the nipple and tease it. I gasp and arch, giving Red in front of me the opening to slip his hand between us and cup my mons, his fingers exploring the bud at its apex with a light, curious touch.
A hand comes from my right and touches my jaw to gently turn my head. I meet the eyes of Silver and he smiles before leaning to capture my mouth with his. His flavor is sweeter with a bit less spice than Red, but I can’t get enough of it. It’s almost like sucking on a butterscotch candy. My favorite. I suck on his tongue eagerly, eliciting a happy groan, and his large body nudges closer to me. The back of my hand grazes the tip of his upper phallus and his entire body stiffens as he withdraws, hissing with pleasure between his teeth before seizing my mouth again hungrily.
I feel Red lean forward and feel whoever is at my back shift their weight. From the corner of my eye, I see Red reach over my shoulder to haul the male forward, his lips sealing hungrily over the male behind me. The male in question is pushed against my backside and I can feel his erection
s pushing against my ass, twitching eagerly as he groans and returns Red’s kiss.
Holy fuck!
Silver growls at my lack of attention and he lightly pinches my right nipple, snagging my attention right away. I moan into his mouth, and my entire body quivers with bliss as Red renews his erotic play against my clit. The male at my left sucks my other nipple deep into his mouth and my hips jerk with pleasure, a new flood of arousal trickling out of my cunt.
Red growls and jerks back, dropping to his knees. I break free from my lip-lock with Silver to watch. My skin quivers in anticipation as his hands push my thighs wider apart to provide him enough space. Experimentally, his long tongue swipes out against my sex. A whimper of pleasure bursts out of me and he growls. My whimper becomes a whine as he pushes his head firmly between my legs, his tongue lashing eagerly along my sex, pausing at times to toy with the fleshy bud or to dip his tongue deep inside my channel. I throw my head back and pant, unable to control the bucking of my hips at his eager conquest.
I am so close to my climax that I snarl with displeasure when he pulls back. I stutter with confusion when suddenly I’m lifted into the air and carried backward. The male behind me is noticeably absent until I’m lowered in reverse cowgirl on someone’s lap. A dark-blue light flashes brighter around me as the male’s cocks nudge my sex. One of his hands moves between us to push one of his members out of the way so that it slips out front to slide against my clit like a hot brand. My sex clenches at the sensation but I gasp as the intense heat of the other cock glides into my channel as he firmly pulls on my hips. I can feel each wide knob pass inside, rubbing deliciously as it fills me up beyond anything I’ve experienced until I sink onto his entire length.
Red is staring between my legs where I’m joined to the other male and the tip of his tongue flicks out to lick his lips before he drops once more with another growl. When I feel his mouth and tongue touch where my sex connects with Blue, I nearly swallow my tongue. His mouth sucks on my clit before dropping down to give some of the same attention to the male who gasps behind me as he pulls me back until I lie against his belly. His hips rock rapidly, driving into me as Red continues to lavish his attention on us. At one point when I’m lifted higher to be driven down again, I’m aware of Red licking up the male’s length to swipe over my clit at the exact time I’m pulled back down. Blue does so with such vigor that I cry out in ecstasy.
My eyes roll back in my head, body quivering as my orgasm builds when Silver kneels at my side, his dripping cocks hanging over my belly as he strokes himself. The sight fascinates me, and I gape as I watch Green lean down to take one and then the other into his mouth. Sucking rhythmically, his head bobs up and down only to release in time for the golden cum to shoot all over my belly. The splatter of golden liquid on my body drives me into another tier of ecstasy at the contact, pushing me over the edge. I cry out, my sex gripping tightly as I convulse around Blue’s cock. I feel him swell within me and explode, shooting the potent cum directly into me. Instead of feeling sated after a good fuck, my need returns instantly, and I grind against him, protesting when he shifts and slides out from beneath me. Rather than setting me down on the bed, his arms wrap around me and lift me so Silver can slide beneath me.
Silver doesn’t waste any time. He turns me on his lap so that we’re belly-to-belly as he slides my legs in place around him. His eyes burning with desire, tiny silver flames licking the center of their dark depths. One hand goes behind my head so that he can kiss me as the clawed fingers of his other hand dig into my hips as he yanks me down, thrusting the knobby girth of his sex home. He’s not as long as Blue but is thicker, and my eyes sting as I gasp in surprise at the intrusion. He swallows the sound in a leisurely kiss before Green pulls me upright so he can take his turn to plunder my mouth while Silver begins his eager rut.
Already worked into a frenzy of lust, Silver’s pace is desperate. All I can think is, Thank fucking gods! It’s exactly what I need to satisfy the need raging through me. The time for gentle play is over.
I dig my fingers into forearms as he pounds into me from below at a pace that sends me spiraling towards another climax. I moan into Green’s mouth as Silver turns my world upside-down, and my hand finds Green’s upper cock. I work it as his hips pump against my fist, a low growl rumbling in the back of his throat as his pace picks up. I feel the length stiffen more and swell with his oncoming orgasm. He snarls loudly as a long golden jet of cum shoots out, spraying my breasts at the same time that Silver’s cock swells and jerks inside of me, spraying his own seed as I erupt into another orgasm.
I’m burning up. Every orgasm is feeding into another, unsatiated. Though hearing the grunts and cries of both males gives me a sense of euphoria that feeds my arousal, I want more! My cunt squeezes desperately around Silver’s cock, demanding he continue, but he pulls free, a wet squelch following it as my body protests and tries to cling to his sex.
Wiggling on the bed, dying for relief, I’m surprised but let out a grateful groan when I’m pushed forward onto my belly. Red moves behind me, his wings buzzing eagerly. I feel his phallus notch at my sopping entrance as I push my ass higher into the air. He pushes into me with an elated hiss, but Blue growls and I feel Red pushed forward over my back. Red licks my neck and chuckles when I stiffen with alarm. When he pulls back and slides into me, it’s backed with the force of Blue thrusting forward into him.
My eyes cross with pleasure. A fucking train! I mentally tick that off my list of shit I’ve always wanted to try and close my eyes with a groan. We chase our bliss together, rocking in a coordination that quickly seems to fall into place. Red’s wings vibrate in ecstasy as he pants over me, his dark eyes staring down at me with gradually brightening sparks of fire. Like a warning light, when they begin to burn out of control, his body stiffens in me, his cum sending me crashing through another wave of ecstasy.
At this point, I’m surprised that my sex isn’t ready to just fall off.
When Red drops back and turns me, pulling me gently into his arms, we lie belly-to-belly. I feel him slide his other cock into my channel, some of his desperation dialed back, as something experiments with light pressure at my rear passage.
Panting, nearly exhausted from pleasure, I turn my head to see Green braced behind me. He gives me a questioning look and I tip my ass more in invitation, grateful that I’m not untried in that department. He gives me a sweet smile despite the green fires burning in an ever-expanding light in his eyes.
The moment he pushes home, his cock sliding against Red’s through the thin barrier, I moan loudly. Green lies over me, his arms affectionately cocooning me as he rocks into me, as Red does the same from below. The pace is easy, the contrasting rocking between their bodies sending the final sparks shooting through me. When we climax, the last of the raging fires is extinguished with the final splash of seed within my womb.
We collapse together, all four males stretched with me upon a bed covered with streaks of gold dust and drying mud… much like my body. I grimace down at the bizarre pattern painting my skin between dried muddy water and the splashes of fairy dust from their ejaculations. The area between my thighs appears to be stained solid gold, which is quite fascinating.
I gingerly sit up. The bed is extremely comfortable with bedding made of layered silk. The thought of sitting on it after essentially the worst mud bath imaginable has me scurrying over the guys and hopping off of it. Red lifts his head curiously and follows the direction of my gaze and laughs. The sound is deep and resonant.
“Sorry about that,” I mutter. “I need to get clean. Do you have a shower or bath?” Dare I hope?
His smile widens and he nods. Shoving one of the males, already half-asleep from all appearance, their lights dimmed down to a gentle glow, he slips off the bed and directs me through an adjoining door to a bathroom. A tub that seems to be made of some kind of shell or polished horn sits in one corner. He reaches up to pull one of two cords hanging from above. A hollow reed drops down from th
e ceiling. I watch in fascination as water sloshes out into the tub. He pulls another cord to yank it back up, cutting off the water supply when the tub is full.
I dip a finger into the water and shiver. It’s cold as fuck!
He laughs again and pulls back my hand, amusement dancing in his dark eyes.
“Step back, little one,” he murmurs.
I watch curiously as he leans down toward the tub. His wings give off sparks as he flaps them lazily, and a curl of fire erupts from his mouth. I yelp and jump in surprise. He eyes me with humor as he continues to blow out a jet of fire, heating the tub until steam rises from the water. When the fire finally dies away, he stands, tests the water, and draws down the reed again to deposit a small amount of cold water to cool it enough to be pleasant to the touch.
His smile is mischievous as he watches me test the water again. I sigh and climb in, allowing myself to sink into the hot water with a groan of relief. I’m impressed I held up as well as I did—though I suspect that magic pixie cum had a lot to do with it.
“That’s amazing,” I say in awe. “How did you do that?”
His dimples pop out on his cheeks as his eyes dance merrily. “Pixies are beings of fire. We carry our inner spark and can fan the ember to life when we need to expel the flames. It is a very rudimentary form of pixie magic that younglings learn when they are still very small.”
I have a picture in my mind of combusting six-year-olds and shudder.
“Well, thanks, uh… I’m sorry, but what’s your name?”
He chuckles again, his dimples popping on his cheek as his eyes dance merrily. “I am Shavish. What is your name, my queen?”
I giggle at that. Queen, indeed. “I’m Orenda.”
“Orenda,” he says slowly as if sampling it. “It is a beautiful name.”
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