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Pixie's Fairy Tale	By : MPlug Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 6610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Pixie's Fairy Tale
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 3
- 4
- 5
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Chapter Four
When Shepherd emerged from the shower, she was already dressed and absorbed in brushing her beautiful pink hair with an ornate brush he'd had the foresight to leave on the dressing table.
She'd selected for herself a pair of very short denim shorts (her lovely pale, curved legs spilling out of the tiny fabric) and a very snug little faded yellow camisole with enough of a low enough back to allow space for her wings. The outfit accentuated how young she was, and seeing her in it made him consciously aware for the first time how much her youth really appealed to him. That made him feel more than a little guilty, but he was so bewitched by her innocence and her beauty that he knew he couldn't ever turn away.
He brushed the thought and threw the towel aside, letting it land atop hers. "Are you up for a hike before breakfast? There's a spot where we can gather some fresh fruit."
"Sounds like fun," Megan agreed, doing her best to avoid looking at him. She knew he was deliberately leaving himself exposed, his whole naked body, and she was eager to see him but she wasn't quite ready to look at him that way. "But are you sure we'll be safe? You said last night that the bricks in this castle hide us from detection."
He smiled as he pulled on his boxerbriefs. "There's something special I'm going show you," he said. "When you see it you'll understand."
"Can I brush my teeth first?" she asked.
"Oh, I insist on that," he quipped. She struck him lightly on the arm and he added "there's a new toothbrush in the cabinet next to mine."
Pixie nodded softly.
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He lead her outside and through the thick woods behind the castle. The trees there were densely packed and the darkness chilled her, all the more so when he explained they were temporarily exposed to psychic and thermal detection.
"It's only for a little way," he assured her. "It's unlikely that they'll think to check for us in this area at this exact moment, but we should still be quick."
She nodded and followed him deeper into the dark wood. After a few minutes, he stopped walking and held up a hand.
"This way," he instructed, pointing at a small path between two trees.
She followed his directions even though those trees didn't look at all special or different to her. As soon as they crossed passed through the trees, however, she found herself in beautiful clearing surrounded by tall, slender trees with lavender leaves and glowing, golden fruit while the earth beneath their feet was covered in a warm, luminescent red moss. It was alien... and beautiful.
"How?" she asked in wonder.
"Mutant," he explained. "This is how we'll stay hidden."
"So... no one can see us?" she asked.
He nodded. "If they were looking right down at us, they wouldn't see anything but treetops."
She smiled and set to explore the landscape. "Tidy."
As she walked through the clearing, he trailed slightly behind her, watching the graceful motions of firm teenage cheeks as they moved back and forth under the tight denim fabric of the little shorts. The movement of her youthful round globes and her toned pink little legs particularly enthralled him, and he felt his demanding erection swell with fiery blood, aching for her.
"It's all so beautiful," she cooed, drinking it all in.
He nodded, his eyes less on the familiar landscape than the amazing girl's petite, sexy body. At last, his lust once again caught with him and he reached his hand up into her shorts, intending to grab her buttock through her panties, but accidentally slipping inside them to grab her bare ass. Once inside though the fresh, youthful softness was so exciting, he couldn't resist squeezing the perfect flesh.
"Agressive, aren't you?" she cooed happily.
"For you I am," he growled. He circled around behind her, bumping his massive bulge against her ass insistantly.
Shepherd squeezed and pinched her charming little eighteen year old ass, so firm and pliant, enjoying the feeling of the wonderful flesh in his powerful hand immeasurably. With his other hand, he brushed her pink hair to the side and began to passionately kiss the back of the neck, careful to avoid her fluttering wings. Then he moved that hand down to the front of her shirt, pulling it up to expose her pale stomach and eagerly stroking the slight curve of her little tummy.
"Mmm!!!" Pixie moaned with desire, turning her face to return his lust-filled kiss and raising the arm on her stomach slightly, letting him know she wanted it on her breast.
Shepherd complied, raising his hand up her little smooth torso and grasping his hand into her bra, going underneath the underwire this time, making the tightness around her chest almost painful. His strong hand cupped firmly her b-cup sized breast, lightly squeezing the nubile, teenaged flesh. "I want you," he hissed into their kiss. "I have to have you."
"Soon," she assured him. "Soon."
"Mmph!" He roughly groped the young girl's chest and buttocks as their kiss grew more and more horny, more animalistic. His aching, powerful penis was grinding again and again against her back, her legs, and the enticing, forbidden crack of her curved, feminine ass as he claimed her body once more. His determined fingers circled her little lovely pink nipple into hardness within her bra, exciting her even further.
"Oh, god!" she cried. "Shepherd!"
Their actions were less that of the tender lovers they had recently become than of that of rutting beasts in the wild, Pixie realized, although it bothered her not all. What was starting to be an issue, though was the flapping of her wings and the accompanying dust, so she had motion Gabriel to turn her around.
He complied eagerly, not only turning to face her, but laying her down gently on the soft, mossy red grass. It turned a dark purple wherever her body touched it in response to the heat, another aspect of its mutation she realized, which only served to make the moment all the more magical. "Mmmmm..." she moaned.
He was kissing her so powerfully, so hungrily, she could feel her wetness soaking her panties. She realized shorts might not have been the best choice, but Shepherd clearly disagreed, reaching up the front of her shorts this time and teasing the few pink hairs that were sticking out of her underwear. He then slid his thumb between the shorts and panties and tickled her virgin bush lightly.
"Shepherd..." she sighed, grinding herself against him. "Are you sure no one can see us here?"
"You sound a little disappointed," he noted.
"I guess getting caught does make it seem more exciting," she admitted.
"A virgin exhibitionist," he mused.
Pixie wrinkled her brow slightly as a worry she'd been having more and more frequently lately came to the surface. "Are you still going to want me when I'm not a virgin any more?"
His eyes softened over as he realized what a major concern this was for her. "Of course I will, Megan," he said softly, "I'd want you even of you weren't... Even if it's not me that ends up being your first."
"It will be you," she assured him, tracing a little pattern on his arm with her finger. "And it will be soon." And here, she thought to herself, in this perfect little spot. "But there are other things first, like you said..."
Shepherd nodded and lowered himself to her exposed belly and began to kiss the soft, smooth, youthful flesh there. The pale pink skin of her tummy was so sexy, so delectable, as he kissed all around her little navel, so loving, almost servile. "Pixie," he said between loud, wet kisses, "you're so beautiful," kiss! "so sexy..." kiss! "I want you so much..." kiss!
Pixie stroked his back and the top of his hair lovingly. Shepherd continued to kiss her gorgeous torso, but also brought his hands up between them and took the top button on her little shorts in his hands. Slowly, drawing out the moment, he undid the button, exposing the top of her dark blue bikini panties. He let his kiss sink lower, trailing just behind his hands as he unzipped her little shorts, kissing over the fabric, feeling her crotch, her thick little bush, and her very, very wet eighteen year old vagina underneath. Pixie gave a little sashay of her perfect round little virgin ass to help him undress her, leaving her lower half dressed only in her little panties as he cast her shorts aside.
"Shepherd, touch me again," she begged. "Please..."
Not about to let her down, Shepherd reached his hands back into her panties, giving her wonderful little ass one last squeeze before taking the waistband in his hands. "Pixie..."
In all his years walking the planet, he had never found anything sexier than the moment when he slid the panties slowly from this beautiful young girl's body. He brought the tiny strip of midnight blue fabric to his mouth for a triumphant sniff, then tossed them aside, and parted her teenaged legs to view her sublime, little prize.
"I love you," she whispered, making it even sexier.
He stroked her inner thighs hungrily as he drank her beauty in; he was really viewing her from the best possible angle: down between her smooth legs he could see her full, pink-haired bush, her eager, magnificiently kissable teenaged pussy as well as her two perfect round asscheeks resting beneath her, turning the mossy ground almost neon with their naked touch; her charming young belly was also exposed to him, while her youthful breasts were still clothed, but her sweat and excited breathing hid none of their curve or shape from his eyes. Her lovely wings were spread out underneath her in invitation, her slender arms resting above them, and her face... Her face! So gorgeous, so heart-breakingly young, with her soft, pale skin, her little knob nose, her eagerly parted lips, her pointed little elf ears and her striking black eyes with their delicate pink pupils that perfectly matched her luxurious hair... Her whole body was spread out before him like a buffet, and he couldn't wait to partake of her again.
"I want you so much," he whispered. "I love you, too."
Shepherd teased her fabulous pussy with his strong thumb, licking his lips. She was always so very wet, partly because she was a virgin, he realized, and partly because she was only eighteen, but mostly because she was Pixie. He began to probe her snug, wet depths with two strong fingers, making her grip the grass and thrust her hips with arousal. "Uhn!" she gasped.
He explored her more thoroughly this time, feeling out her shape, learning the contour or her warm, wet walls. He found her g-spot and she went absolutely crazy, clenching her cute little buttocks and shaking wildly as she added more of her honey to his already soaked hand.
"Oh god," he gasped. "Pixie!"
He introduced his mouth then, alternately attending to her precious little clitoris or licking her inside while his fingers continued to probe her beloved depths. She widened her legs reflexively and ran her fingers through his hair, raising her hips to give him more of her magnificent teenage sex and urging him on.
"Yes, Gabriel! Yes!" she screamed. "I love you!"
He heard her words and let it urge him on. His fingers were becoming less focused as his arousal continued to overwhelm him. He lightly brushed against her barrier again and again, and as before he felt an overwhelming desire to pierce it with his fingers, but managed to hold himself back. He would take that from her soon enough, he knew. She would give it to him.
"I love you! I love you!" Pixie panted like a mantra as her older lover moved his powerful fingers inside her tight little virgin pussy over and over, he had stopped exploring and was going purely from rhythm now, to spectacular effect. The way he moved inside her, his mouth licking and sucking her precious love button, the gorgeous setting... It was all too much for her.
"Cum for me, Pixie," she heard his voice say.
Pixie did as she was told. She came again and again, onto his hands and his waiting mouth, onto the beautiful, mutant grass as it turned almost white with her body heat. He drank her beautiful cum eagerly, becoming drunk on it, then offered her his soaked fingers.
Even after everything they'd already done, Pixie was unsure. She'd never tasted herself before, had never even thought to, but it was clearly something that turned Shepherd on and he was asking her so warmly. She knew of course that he was getting her ready to suck his dick but still opened her mouth, determined to try her best to impress him.
"Mmm!" she gasped at the transcendent taste. It was so sweet, so intoxicating! Like honey or mead. All the more so because it just felt so wrong. She needed to have more. He sensed her thoughts and gathered more of her juices, fingering her between her legs to gather them and letting her suck his fingers to drink it. She did so eagerly.
"It's the best thing I've ever tasted, too," he told her frankly.
Pixie's pink face blushed even pinker at his comment. At that moment she would have agreed to almost anything he would have suggested, so when he asked if he could try something new with her, she readily agreed.
Gabriel took her hand and his and placed it on her still dripping pussy. He used his hand to move hers, rubbing it over and over the tender pink slit, showing her the most effective way to masturbate herself. When her little pink fingers were once again rich with her precious lubricant he directed her dripping hand back to her mouth and again told her to taste herself once more.
"Mmmmm!!!" Pixie said again, relishing her own flavor, feeling almost light-headed from the sweet release, but not enough to disagree when he brought her hand back down to her sweet teenage vagina and start repeating the motions again. "Mmmmmm!!!"
For the first few strokes, Shepherd continued to guide her as he had before, but when she seemed to have the rhythm down he stepped away, trusting her to continue herself. Pixie misunderstood why he stopped his ministrations however, and looked at him with a puzzled, almost hurt expression. Realizing his mistake, Shepherd told her softly "do it for me."
Pixie paused, shocked by his request. Masturbation was practically brand new to her before today... but so was all of this. She'd never felt so sexual before meeting Shepherd (just yesterday, she reminded herself, but it felt so much longer) and she was happy to do something for him... but touching herself in front of him still made her nervous. So very tentatively, she began to run her fingers over the slick pink curls between her legs, tracing her stimulated lips over and over again.
"Oooohhh..." she moaned, rubbing her hot little vulva up and down, up and down, hearing his breath quicken as he watched her. "Aaah!!!" she cried as brushed her little clitoris.
"Again," he whispered, less an order than a prayer.
She rubbed her clit again, thumbing it repeatedly while she let her fingers sneak inside her virgin pussy. At first her movements were clumsy with inexperience, but she soon was able to recapture the motions he had taught her: going in and out, in and out, slender young fingers exploring her tight little tunnel while her thumb diddled her sacred love button. Finally, she gathered up her some of her pooling cum and brought her fingers back to her pretty pink mouth, licking them clean while his eyes were glued to her every movement.
"Oh, Pixie..." he gasped.
Excited by his worshipful gaze on her exposed body and eager for more of her own sweetness, Pixie took her show further. She sat up and opened her legs wider, giving her new lover full view of hungry little pussy. It definitely felt good to touch herself like this, but the real pleasure came from watching him watch her, seeing in his face all that he was feeling; all the she was doing to him. She was definitely performing and her audience was captivated. "Ohhhh... Shepherd..." she moaned, bringing her fingers up for another taste.
She was never more beautiful to him than this moment, he thought. Her sex, her breasts, her wings, but more than anything else her face as she brought herself pleasure. Shepherd could feel his erection straining against his pants, he was loving watching his little Pixie work, but he needed to get some relief of his own. He reached down to his big cock and began to stroke himself through his pants, his gasps and sighs matching her own as he watched his teenage lover pleasure herself. "So perfect... Megan..." he moaned.
Pixie watched Shepherd massage his own growing package inside his pants and wondered if she was neglecting that part of him. He was so focused on her pleasure, making her climax, she should really follow his lead. Be more active in bringing him pleasure. And she had an idea what just might drive him crazy. With her right hand still fingering herself, she reached her left hand over her sweaty little camisole and squeezed her right breast. "Ooohhh..." she moaned.
She could see Shepherd's reaction immediately, so she followed through with her instinct and pulled down the top of the camisole and bring the pale right boob out of her bra, making sure to expose the hard little pink nipple fully before once again squeezing and massaging it, all while her eager fingers plunged in and out of sumptuous little teenage snatch, and her pretty little asscheeks rested on the fluorescent, pulsating ground. "Oh, yeah... Oh, yeah..." she chanted.
Shepherd rubbed himself harder and harder. He had been joking when he called his young lover a virgin exhibitionist earlier, but now he was starting to think there might be something to it. She was definitely getting off on him watching her, almost as much as he was. Her little twat was quivering as it let loose more and more of her cum, flowing passed her inexperienced fingers and nourishing the mossy, iridescent grass below. When her hand became too soaked the handle anymore, she would bring it for another taste, making a big show of licking her fingers, letting her hot little pink tongue wrap around her dripping digits for him to see... Only to bring it back down to her precious honeypot and repeat the action. "Pixie," he moaned. "Oh god, Pixie!"
At last Pixie decided to let the wicked little thought she'd had into play. She raised her wet fingers up towards her mouth for another taste, then, as though by accident, Megan let some of her girlcum drip down onto her revealed breast, coating the precious pale flesh.
"Ohhhh...." he moaned, and she had to hide her smirk.
Deliberately now, she let her nectar drip over her perfect teenage skin, then brought the dripping finger to her nipple and circled it around, making the already hard, sweaty nub glisten with a new gleam. Even among the unnatural beauty of the secret woods, there was nothing as majestic her hard little nipple as she coated it her honeyed juices. "Oh, fuck!" he gasped.
Pixie smiled as seductively as she could muster and gestured to him with fingers still wet with girlcum. "Come on, love."
He crawled over to her eagerly, hand still on his cock. He closed his mouth around her pink little nipple, suckling the juice from her eighteen year old tit in a daze. He had drank her cum off her delicate chest before, but it was so different knowing that she had done it herself, done it for him. "Suck me," she whispered, "suck me."
He sucked her harder than ever, gently easing her flexible young body back into a prone position as he did so. Pixie moaned in approval and he began hump his throbbing cock against her leg while he sucked her tit.
Pixie stroked her leg over his bulge in response, eager to help him finally after all he'd done for her. He tried to find a rough rhythm between he two of them, but was just too close and couldn't hold himself back.
"That's it," she urged him on, "do it!"
With one last thrust against her thigh, he reached behind to grab her naked ass as he came in his pants. "Uhhhnn!!!"
She kissed the top of his head as he rested on her sweat and girlcum-soaked chest.
Shepherd rolled off of his gorgeous young lover, more in awe of her than ever. "You're amazing," he observed.
Pixie could only nod.
Once she had a chance to catch their breath, he helped her to her feet, brushing the mud and grass off her little teenage butt, using the opportunity to grope and squeeze it possessively. Pixie certainly didn't mind. Flushed with afterglow and pleased with herself for a job well done, she felt her cum continue to slide down her lovely pink legs as the brisk morning air embraced her naked lower half.
"Looks like we have to get cleaned up again," she said.
"I don't have a problem with that," he replied.
"Me neither," she chirped, bringing her mouth close to his for another hungry kiss, both of them tasting her flavor on both of their lips. "And you were definitely right about this being a special breakfast."
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