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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
- 5
- 6
- 7
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Chapter Six
They rematerialized in the shower. Shepherd barely had a moment to process what had happened before Pixie started undressing him, tugging his shirt from his shoulders and inexpertly casting it away while nudging the water on with her elbow, almost as though by accident.
Shepherd followed suit, peeling her flawless little body out of her uniform slowly and excitedly like he was unwrapping a present at Christmas. The spray of warm water over the two of them made it more difficult to remove her gradually dampening uniform, but he relished the task. Soon he was wearing only his unzipped pants and she was in her purple bra and panties, all alone in their shower.
The warm water stream was pouring down on him, Shepherd closed his eyes against it reflexively, but he was able to find her easily enough. He caught the back of her head in his hands and brought her in for a passionate kiss. His virgin goddess, his little Pixie, every moment was so full of surprises. Pixie's one pink exposed nipple flattened against his chest and his still dripping cock was brushing against the front of her purple panties. Quite the tableau, he mused.
"This was a great idea," he whispered to her huskily between lustful kisses.
"Yeah," the little Welsh mutant agreed.
He petted her lightly just below her gossamer wings while they continued to make out, warmed by the pouring water. He held her close for several minutes, then suddenly she broke away and lowered her head seriously.
"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked, barely audibly.
He leaned close, pressing his forehead lightly to hers as the warmth rained down upon them, over and between them. "Of course."
She paused for a moment, uncharacteristically somber.
Then she chirped "I really like you!" with a huge smile, bright and girlish.
He smiled in response and kissed her again, down her neck, over her throat and down to her exposed breast, slowly unlatching her increasingly wet bra as he did so. The precious garment was heavier and it bit more awkward to peel off with the added wetness, but he soon freed her off it, letting it drop to the shower floor with a charming "splat!"
Her delicate teenaged breasts were both exposed again, and his hardness began to return to him. He kissed the supple young flesh firmly, circling each perfect nipple with his tongue, then he moved downward into her panties.
"Mmph!” she moaned.
Removing her panties proved slightly harder, trying as he was to keep her from losing her balance while he slid the wet fabric down her dripping legs. Pixie giggled playfully as she watched his efforts from under her wet pink locks, but soon his efforts met with success and she was able to step out of the sopping undergarment and push it aside, leaving her completely nude.
Shepherd rose up and looked at the naked eighteen year old mutant: she was so unbelievably sexy, so nubile, so fresh... and somehow more naked than any other woman he'd ever seen. Perhaps because she was really still just a girl, he thought guiltily. Still, he couldn't escape how much he wanted her, needed her, and how sure he was he would never get tired of that tight little body of hers.
"God! You're so fucking sexy..." he moaned, leaning in for another kiss.
He held her loosely, keeping his stiffening lust away from impossibly desirable wet young naked body to avoid breaking entirely. He reached down to finish removing his now very damp pants, pulling them off and throwing them aside.
When he reached back up to hold her, she pushed him gently away. "You've been asking to shower with me a while," she said, "I hope I don't disappoint you."
"You've been amazing have so far, I doubt you'll fall short now," Shepherd smiled. He reached over and grabbed the soap and worked up a lather in his hands. Before going any further, he whispered to her "if any of this goes too far or makes you feel uncomfortable, just let me know and we'll stop. Okay?"
She nodded slightly, and whispered "I'm not ready for everything... yet," she huskily, "but I've been thinking about this all day."
"Then I hope I can meet your expectations, too," he whispered.
Gabriel started slowly, rubbing the lather over her right arm, tracing the entire length up and down and firmly feeling out each pale little finger in turn. Slow and methodical, his rough, masculine caress traveling her slender arm like a bard on a romantic quest, exploring every inch with equal passion as he washed her whole arm twice.
When he had finished cleaning her right arm thoroughly, he turned his attention to the left, repeating the process exactly. Pixie was enjoying his touch and all the love she felt in it, but she wondered why he wasn't going for somewhere more... interesting. She wasn't going to question him, though.
He grabbed the soap and lathered his hands up again. This time gently soaping her neck and shoulders thoroughly before letting the water rinse her clean. As he washed her, he massaged the hard knot of tension that had formed there prematurely with the skill of a trained masseur. The years with the X-Men, coping with her own mutation, seeing so many of her friends and classmates die... It had taken a toll on even the upbeat Megan... But now she was finally finding some release. "Mmmmm..." she purred.
Shepherd felt her young body become more pliant under his hands as her tension began to dissipate and his heart warmed. This young girl, this amazing Pixie, had given him so much in he short time he'd known her... and he was asking for still more... he felt wonderful to able to return some of it to her. He went back to the soap and was in the process of working up another lather when he paused in thought. "Do you use normal soap on your wings?"
"We'll have to hold off on that," she said seriously. "Even in the water, we can't risk you eating any dust."
Shepherd nodded. "We'll have to find a way around that," he said. "I want to be able to get closer to your wings soon."
Pixie's little wings flapped at the mention. "I'll think of something."
"It's okay," he said, "you have plenty of other places to clean."
He lathered up her lovely pale scoop back and her sides, deliberately avoiding anywhere more "interesting" except with the most teasing of touches. Pixie shuddered with anticipation as he traveled down her beautiful spine... then giggled when he reached the ticklish spot just above her waist. On the second rinse, his touch became more worshipful, peppering her pale back with light kisses after he scrubbed each new inch of skin, muttering to her how sexy her back was. Pixie was definitely enjoying the attention, but she still couldn't hide her excitement when he told her to turn around.
He began with beautiful little stomach, soaping all around her cute little belly button, totally focused on that part of her body as though he couldn't feel the obvious heat from her bare pink vee just below. He lavished her stomach with the same loving attention he had given back, treating her body as the sacred scripture with his every touch. He loved her so much, he couldn't believe she was really his as he worked the suds into her flawless pale belly. "Pixie..."
As he rose to move up to her ribs, his naked cock drew closer to her waiting gate. They had never been this close to each other before without any clothing in between them, had never been totally naked at the same time when they were together, and she felt a call deep within her body stronger and stranger than any before... A total NEED that wrenched her belly so hard she nearly lowered herself onto him right there. Shepherd, however, kept moving, drawing himself up to full height as his massaging touch reached her firm breasts. She sighed slightly in response. "Shepherd..."
He opened his eyes slightly, just enough to take in her beautiful face. The wet pink hair clung to her sweet young face, making her look even smaller and more delicate. Her eyes were closed, but her face held a look of intense pleasure... and hunger. Driven by her clear lust, Shepherd's strong hands firmly rubbed the soap into the sweet, pliant teenage flesh of her wonderful round boobs, making them glisten with a clear sheen of foamy suds. The perfect, succulent orbs undulated and flattened under his forceful hands, erect young nipples occasional popping insistently out from between his fingers, demanding his attention.
"Ohhh!" she moaned
As he washed her, Pixie felt his hard cock surging between them, occasionally bobbing against her skin as his hands moved over her breasts. His touch was so wondrous! She rolled her head back in pleasure and let the water spray off her face, down to her chest where his skilled fingers washed her nipples, down between their bodies and over the pink hairs between her thighs. "Ooohhh..." she breathed.
Shepherd notated each reaction and escalated his massage, admiring his young lover's responsiveness once again. Her teenage tits were wet and shiny with the soap and water, glistening invitingly under the warm water as the shower-head joined Shepherd's efforts to stimulate the tender young flesh. The older mutant kissed her lightly on her graceful neck then moved lower, kissing each of the petite girl's soapy breasts.
"Shepherd..." she purred. She had never dreamed of a shower like this before! Gabriel was so attentive, so skilled and loving, she wished they could stay just like this forever. Between her legs however, the Need was only getting worse, though she was learning to find that pleasant in and of itself.
Shepherd's felt her thrust and met it with one of his own. The water poured down on her glorious teenage body, somehow making her even more desirable, he suckled her sacred tit, hungry and hard. The wetness made her beautiful young breasts slippery, sliding away from his anxious lips wildly, but that only made the game more enjoyable.
He allowed himself to linger there for several minutes, but Pixie had a whole body to attend to and Shepherd couldn't let himself get distract too long. Besides, there was another part of her the was far overdue for a more in-depth exploration. With one final light kiss, he pulled away and gathered the soap to make a new lather.
"Where are you going to go from here?" she asked playfully.
Finally, Shepherd gently turned her around again and began to scrub firmly her firm little buttocks. He kneaded her perfect little heart-shaped ass with his strong fingers and Pixie groaned with pleasure. Shepherd began to work harder in response and she arched her back and spread her beautiful wings reflexively. The round teenage globes were so gorgeous, so pliant and youthful as he rubbed them and down to work the thick suds into her perfect skin. Her lovely cheeks were so enthralling by themselves, but he went in for a firmer stroke, he could catch a tantalizing glimpse of her cute little anus. Acting on a whim, he picked up a washcloth and began to soap her between her cheeks. He didn't imagine Pixie would actually allow such a thing as anal, but he couldn't have imagined things going this far with her thing fast, either, and he wanted her to be ready for anything.
For her part, Pixie didn't have it in her to carry Shepherd's actions to their logical conclusion, but she couldn't believe the intimacy of the act, and she reveled in it. Gabriel really wanted to know every inch of her, he was accepting her totally. "Ohhhh..." she moaned, letting the water cascade of her open mouth, down her chin, her breasts.
After a moment, he set the washcloth down and returned his attention to her beautiful cheeks. Her ass had never been closer to his face before, and he couldn't help himself from taking advantage of it. He rubbed each of her perfect little round asscheeks firmly, kneading and massaging them, squeezing the teenaged flesh firmly, running his hands firmly up and down. Pixie let out another guttural moan and he kept soaping her perfect round rump. Soon, he was unable to restrain himself and began to kiss each pink buttock in turn.
"Mmmmm..." she groaned as Gabriel's action drove her absolutely insane with lust. Desperate for some relief, Pixie's reached her hand down to her thighs and began to diddle her clit.
Gabriel kept kissing and licking around her lower butt, tracing the crack of her precious ass with his fingers, but not daring to go inside. Her knees nearly buckled underneath her and he had to hold her up. He was thinking that maybe she would be eager for him to go a little further with her, when her excited wings started flapping him in the face and he had to hurry out of the way to avoid her dust. "Yeah... That's going to be an obstacle," he thought to himself.
Abandoning her ass for the time being, he turned her around once more. He washed his hands in the faucet to clean off any dust, then lathered himself up again.
At first Pixie was worried that she had ruined the moment again. Shepherd had accepted her so completely, pleasured her so fully, that she couldn't stand he thought of disappointing him. However, he soon resumed bathing her as though nothing had happened and she was able to relax again.
He began with her cute little pink feet, soaping each tiny little toe before proceeding slowly upward. He moved gently up her delicately curved calves, again giving the soapy clean flesh the occasional kiss before moving on. When he came to her sexy little knees, it became clear his libido was on the increase again as he scrubbed more thoroughly, his kiss almost becoming a bite. Pixie nervously chewed her lip, anxious for what was about to happen next.
When he reached her thighs and her arousal was fully evident even under the pulsing shower, he at last began to speed up his work, letting his skill lapse only slightly as he proceeded upwards. His kisses were wetter now, audible over the sound of the shower as he moved up the wet teenage girl's inner thighs until he was once again eyeing her perfect little pink-haired bush.
Pixie felt his strong fingers moving over her waiting crotch, her heat increasing instantly in response. First he worked the soap into her inner thighs, the suds joining with her body's own warmth. "Mmmmm..." she moaned.
But Gabriel was only beginning. He reached over for more soap, then turned his attention to her bush, working the soap into the dark pink hairs that grew between her thighs like he was shampooing her scalp. Pixie unconsciously arched her pubis towards him as he lavished attention on her untamed bush. She was really glad he liked it, a lot of the other girls at the School had started shaving down there and she was a little self-conscious about it. But then, Shepherd seemed to love and accept everything about her. She felt his thick fingers moving firmly between her pink thatch, then she gasped as he moved downward, bringing his soapy fingers to her tender folds. "Gabriel!"
Shepherd traced over her perfect little teenaged nether lips, feeling the soapy water mix with a very different kind of wetness. He could feel her perfect sex tensing around him and knew that she wasn't far from another climax. He let her delicate slit widen for his cleansing finger as his thumb found her little button.
"Fuck!" she gasped.
Throughout the entire shower Pixie could feel her arousal increasing, now that he was actively touching her vagina again, she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. His powerful hand moved between her legs, thoroughly cleaning her sex as she widened her thighs to accommodate him.
"Oh! oh! oh!" Pixie let out hushed little mews of pleasure as Shepherd massaged his soapy fingers into her virgin sweetness. Her little wings quaked as two arched fingers slid in and out of her tight little pussy. "Yeah... yeah..."
He grasped her perky little ass again with his free hand as continued to move his soapy digit back and forth inside her sacred vee, feeling the young girl shake with each thrust, until at last he felt her pussy tense all around his fingers as she came.
"Fuuuuucccckkk!!!" she gasped.
Pixie nearly feel forward onto the shower, but Shepherd caught her at the right moment and helped her to the shower floor. She took a few moments to catch her breath, staring up at the fabulous man that had given her so much in such a short time. She loved him so much, she knew she just had to return the favor.
"Okay, you had your chance," Pixie smirked between gasps. "Now it's my turn!"
Shepherd watched in amazement as Pixie rose back up and gathered up a lather and prepared to wash him. She was so impossibly cute! Her rough little petite hands were running scattershot over his chest, spreading the soap unevenly as she tried to mimic the style he'd used on her.
Pixie shook slightly as her hands darted rapidly over his hard chest, his strong, his masculine neck. She was trying her best to focus on what she was doing, trying to conceal her nervousness, but she worried she wasn't too successful. Touching a naked man like this was still so new and exciting, especially a man like Gabriel, and she found herself unsure if she was skipped one part of him or gone over the same part three times as she tried to please her dashing older lover.
For his part, Shepherd could not have loved her style more. Pixie was so sweet and energetic, earning him name with more than just her wings and little elf ears, as she gave her all to satisfy him. He struggled to restrain himself as he felt her sweet touch, his breath constricting. She grasped both hands around his right arm, working the suds into it, then moved to his hand, squeezing each finger gratefully, then bringing it to her lips for a chaste kiss. "I love you," she whispered again.
Still unsure of herself, Pixie rapidly moved down to his legs. She began by running the soap from his feet to his powerful lower legs, feeling the strong, steely muscles just below the skin tensing under her fast, innocent little fingers. The closeness to his member made her visibly more shy, her recent experiences doing little to assuage her fears or build her confidence in the face of their mutual nudity.
But maybe, she thought, the best thing to do was just take the bull by the horns. And with a sweet little smirk, she reached up to grasp his dick.
Shepherd gasped in surprise and he felt Pixie abandon his legs before even finishing his knees, instead reaching up to take his cock with two soapy little hands. He would have preferred she teased out the moment longer, let him experience the full shower, but as she rose up behind him and pressed her warm, wet, incredible teenage body into his back, her hands massaging his member, he could hardly complain. "Oh, Pixie..."
Pixie wrapped herself around him in a tight spoon as her pink little hand vibrated over his mighty cock and his large, proud balls. She quickly found the added lubrication of soap and water made the sensation more gentle, the motions easier than her previous adventures with his member. His hard, slippery cock was leaping through her grasp like a wily fish as she worked the soap into the rubbery flesh, but she was finally starting to feel it was a beast she felt confident she could master.
Shepherd threw his head back and let the full blast of the shower hit his chest. Pixie's angelic little body was pressed firmly up against his back, her wet, supple breasts, her sublime little tummy, her full pink bush, all flattened against his broad back as she did her best to pleasure him. She had apparently discovered the value of a good lubricant as she kept reaching for more soap, her little hands frothy with suds as she worked his balls and shaft, bringing him closer and closer. "God... Pixie..."
For several moments she practiced pleasing him with her hands, less nervous and exploratory, more methodical than her first session. She would return to the soap her whenever the lather began to thin and soon she was actually getting pretty used to the unique feeling of his dick-flesh. The size was still frightening and the idea of losing her virginity still more than she was ready for, but she was starting to be more comfortable touching Shepherd's massive penis. "I wonder what it tastes like," she thought, then immediately filed the idea away for the future.
Shepherd moaned with pleasure as her little hand continued to wank him. She was definitely a fast learner, her first hand job had succeeded largely on love and exuberance... how amazing it felt to have her actually do it to him and knowing he was the first... but with only her second, she was already becoming proficient. She was taking the things she'd learned and improving on them, learning how he most liked to be touched and what worked on him and improvising with real talent. As her first lover and the one to induct her into the world of sexuality, he could not have been prouder... or more thrilled. "Yessss..." he moaned, the water filling his mouth.
He was so close, his brilliant teenage lover completely devoted to getting him off. She kept one soapy finger tickling the underside of his fat cockhead as she worked him, her pert teenage breasts and pubic thatch brushing pleasantly against his back with each motion. Their whole shower had been one of most erotic episodes of his centuries of existence: but the feeling of her wet little naked body against his as she stroked his hard cock was more than enough to bring him to the edge of climax. "Come on, Gabriel," she whispered in his ear. "Do it for me again."
"Arrgghhh!!!" he cried, letting his seed spill and join with the water as it circled into the drain.
"Did I do okay?" Pixie asked cheerfully after a moment.
"Yesssssss..." Shepherd groaned appreciatively as he reached over to silence the water.
"I guess I shouldn't have gone for this so soon," she admittedly shyly, lightly cupping his cock and balls. "But I don't always know how well I'm doing with you and that's one place I know I can get a reaction from you."
"You were amazing as always," he assured her, kissing her pink hair as the warm water continued to drip from the wet tips. "And it's okay to be unsure. I like that I get to teach you."
Behind her angelic little wet face, Pixie gave a devilish little smirk. A teacher, huh? That definitely gave her a few more ideas.
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