She leaned in, gaze moving from my lips to my eyes. She bit her lip. “Shut up and kiss me, Baker.”
We dove into each other’s arms, her soft, full lips pressed hard against mine. She hummed when our tongues met, and our kissing became urgent.
“Oh Jake,” she panted when I pulled her blouse open and took one of her nipples in my mouth.
I swirled my tongue as I sucked, then moved to the other one. She ran her fingers through my hair and pressed me to her bosom, sending a tingling sensation over my scalp. We frantically undressed each other as we rolled around, kissing and laughing in the wildflowers.
We lay naked under the stars, me on top. She clung to me like I might float away. I parted her swollen labia with the tip of my cock as I stared into her eyes. She smiled up at me nervously.
“Are you ready?” I asked, knowing she was a virgin.
She nodded. “Be gentle.”
I kissed her and slid the head in. She gripped me tight and arched her back, her pussy squeezing my cock so hard I couldn’t go any farther. I pulled back and thrust a little deeper.
“Oh goddess,” she moaned. She held my face in her hands with a look of pure bliss.
I went deeper, giving her everything. She felt amazing. Her skin was soft and warm, and her scent made my passion surge. Our lovemaking was slow as we held each other tight.
“Tell me you love me,” she whispered in my ear.
I thrust, and she took in a shocked breath. “I love you, Eva. I always have.”
She teared up, and her breathing quickened. I thought maybe I was hurting her, but when she pulled my ass toward her, I knew she was going to come. Her vaginal walls contracted, rhythmically squeezing my throbbing cock.
“Oh, Jake!” she said breathlessly.
I rocked gently, grinding into her and rubbing against her inner walls. She raked her fingers down my back as she screamed in ecstasy. My voice rose to meet hers as pleasure exploded from my loins, and wave after wave of orgasmic nirvana washed over us.
I’d never in my life been ready to have sex again instantly, but she made it clear she wasn’t done. She rolled me over and pinned my arms above my head, riding me frantically and trying to revive my semi-erect cock. I don’t know if it was her eagerness, her beauty, or the love we shared, but blood flooded into my cock as she rode me. Soon I was so hard I ached, and she made use of me eagerly.
I wouldn’t have guessed it about her, but she was one of those rare women who had multiple orgasms. When I say multiple, I mean she came every other minute! After every orgasm she was desperate for more, chanting, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” as she gyrated.
I held her hips and pumped into her like the world depended on it. Gone were the slow caresses, the soft kisses, the silent looks of love and passion. Animalistic need and primal cries of joy took their place. We rolled across the grass, taking turns being on top, and every time we shifted, she came harder and became more lust-filled than the time before.
My climax drew near, and I wrapped her in a tight hug.
“Come for me, Jake. Fill me with your love!”
I came so hard that for a long time I couldn’t even breathe, let alone cry out. When the first mind blowing wave passed, I let out a growl of passion that must have sent birds bursting from treetops.
I collapsed, totally spent, and she snuggled up to me. We were both a hot mess, covered in sweat and gasping, hearts beating hard. She laughed, and I couldn’t help joining in.
She sat up on one elbow and kissed me deeply. “I’ve imagined that so many times, but I never thought it would be so, so—”
“Earth-shattering?”
She shook her head. “Spiritually fulfilling. I feel like I’ve found a piece of myself that has always been missing.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said with a grin.
“You tease!” She slapped my chest playfully.
“You’re right, I’m teasing. The truth is that was the most amazing sexual experience I’ve ever had.”
She offered me a dubious look. “You probably say that to all the girls.”
“I mean it, Eva.”
She looked to me with hopeful eyes. “I love you, Jake Baker, and I don’t care who knows it.”
“I—” Something stung me in the neck, and when I reached for it, I felt a long, thin, needle-like object. I pulled it out and looked at it as my vision swam.
“Jake!” she yelled as she focused on something behind me.
I stared at the little feathered dart, trying to figure out what the hell had happened, then I was out cold.
When I regained consciousness, I felt like I was hanging from my hands and feet, like a monkey on a branch. Through blurry eyes I tried to make out my surroundings, but I saw only stars. A cold wind assaulted me, blowing ceaselessly. I was hanging from my wrists and ankles on a long bamboo pole. My vision cleared as grogginess wore off, and I realized the blur of motion I had been trying to make out was dozens of translucent wings.
I glanced down and wished I hadn’t. Rather than ground I saw the tops of clouds.
“Hey!” I yelled at one of the two winged beings holding the pole from which I hung.
The creature behind me flew in a prone position, holding the pole in two hands. She cocked her head and smiled.
“Are you going to demand we let you go?” She laughed maniacally, but the creepiest part was how cherubic it sounded.
My captors were fairies. They had wings like a butterfly, but they were translucent and shimmered with every color of the rainbow when the light from the Eye of Thodin hit them just right. There were males and females. They were golden skinned, about as big as the average human, and scantily dressed in clothes that looked like they were made of woven vines. They had an exotic, utterly alien beauty.
The last thing I remembered was making love to Eva. Then I’d been stung by something. No, I’d been hit with a poison dart.
There were at least a dozen other fairies flying with us, but Eva was nowhere to be found.
“Where is Eva?” I yelled over the wind.
“Running home to daddy.” The fairy guffawed in a childish, voice. Her red eyes and long canines made her beauty intimidating.
“Where are you taking me?”
She pointed.
I craned my head up to see what she was pointing at. We were flying over a glowing forest of monolithic mushrooms. At the center was the largest of them all, a white mushroom with green spots, whose cap had to be as wide as a city block. The city of mushrooms glowed with light that came from multicolored spots, and as we descended, other fairies flew up to meet us.
My captors hovered in mid-air, and a heavily decorated male fae with silver skin approached on shimmering wings. Three others followed close behind.
“You have found him,” he said and grinned at me. “The queen will be pleased.”
“Whether she is pleased or not is not our concern,” said one of my captors. “You are pleased, Zenzenarizen, that is clear.”
“Indeed,” said the silver fae. He opened his palm, and beautiful green light grew from the acorn-sized emerald he held.
My captor accepted the stone. “The prisoner is yours.”
I was handed off to two of the silver-skinned fairies and brought down to the mushroom city. Once we were below the wide, glowing caps, the full grandeur of the place was revealed. Crystalline staircases wound up the thick stalks. Numerous doors led off the stairs, and dozens of windows glowed. A creek trickled through the city, and strange bioluminescent plants pulsed with light.
In the waning sunlight, the entire city sparkled with magical power.
I was unceremoniously tossed on the ground, along with my pizza shovel, clothes, and armor. The pole was removed, and I was pulled to my feet by the silver fairy. Others gathered around and gossiped excitedly.
“Is this the part where you bring me to Papa Smurf?” I asked Silver Skin.
He ignored me and looked at the largest mushroom
. A moment later, chimes sounded nearby. All eyes turned toward the monolithic mushroom, and the talking died down to a whisper.
From a balcony high above the city, a glowing blue fairy emerged. Prismatic wings brought her to the ground, but she did not touch down; she hovered a foot above it.
“Jake Baker,” she said in a beautiful voice. “It is good to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you. I am Rhiannon, queen of the silver fae.”
“You’ve got the wrong guy. I’m Frank Baker, his brother.”
She frowned and drew closer. Her eyes were twice as big as a human’s, and they glowed with a soft light blue. She poked my cheek with a pointy fingernail and captured a bead of blood. She moved it to her mouth and tasted it.
“You can lie, but your blood cannot. You are Jake Baker, warrior from Earth, slayer of the Goblin King.”
“You got me, babe. So what do you want, an autograph?”
“No, Sir Jake. What I want is much more special.” She sucked the rest of the blood from her fingertip and grinned wickedly. She snapped her fingers and turned away. “Bring him.”
I was taken to the highest balcony on the tallest mushroom and chained to a big bed that looked like it had been grown rather than built. The inside of the mushroom chamber was smooth and illuminated from within. It had a long line of windows, but they were made of crystal rather than glass.
“If you were looking for a date,” I said, testing my bonds, “you could have just asked.”
Queen Rhiannon snapped her fingers again, and her clothes disappeared. “I do not ask for that which I covet. I take it.”
I was a little concerned about being raped by a fairy, but my dick seemed to love the idea. The queen noticed this and licked her lips. She climbed up on the bed and licked my shaft from base to tip.
She rolled her tongue around her mouth, looking surprised but not displeased by the taste. “You have recently taken a princess’s virginity.”
“Yeah, your friends are some real cock-blockers.”
“I apologize for the methods used by those brutes. I will treat you much more fairly.” She straddled my lap, and I stared up at tits that seemed to defy gravity, with big cones for nipples that were a shade darker than her silvery skin. She bent down and licked the side of my face. Her breath smelled like honey, and her flowing hair carried the scent of roses. I felt her pussy lips on the underside of my cock.
“You’re not even going to buy me dinner first?” I said with a laugh. I was trying to stall. It’s not that I wouldn’t have been happy to have sex with such an exotic woman under different circumstances, but I was concerned about Eva.
I willed my boner to go away, something I hadn’t done since ninth grade gym glass, but now, like then, it told me to fuck myself.
“If you are hungry, I can think of something you could eat,” she said and nibbled my ear as she slid her wet box up and down my overzealous cock.
Come on, you little fucker! Work with me here! I mentally chastised my cock and tried to think of something gross.
“I’m not doing anything until I know what happened to Eva,” I said with as much force as I could muster.
“Really?” She maneuvered the cockhead toward her warm slit, but I shrank from her as much as I could.
Think of something else. She’s an old hag with saggy tits. Her pussy has teeth. She’s got some weird Tarthian STD.
“You’re coy,” she said, breaking my concentration with her velvety voice. “Why do you play games? I can feel how eager you are to fuck me.”
“My little soldier has a mind of its own, but I do not consent to this.”
“Little soldier?” She wiggled against me, which felt completely amazing.
“I’m serious. I’m not giving you a damn inch until you tell me what happened to Eva. Then, perhaps, we can work something out.” My boner began to subside, and I gotta say I was proud as hell.
She wiggled against it, accepting the challenge with a lustful look. But my dick continued to shrink, and soon it was squashed between us.
“No one has ever denied me!” she yelled.
“There’s a first time for everything, silver tits. I told you I’m not doing anything until I know what happened to Eva.”
She slapped me across the face and haughtily climbed off. A female servant who had been standing in wait slipped a silky teddy over the queen’s shoulders. She snapped her fingers again, and another servant brought her a crystal ball cradled on a velvety pink pillow.
She brought the crystal ball to the bed and set it beside me. Chains rattling, I craned my neck to look into it. “What is her full name?”
“She’s Princess Evangeline of Fenzindel.”
“And you have bedded her recently. Interesting. Your seed carries far more magic than I thought.”
My seed? Shit, this bitch wants me to knock her up! “You can find her with that thing?”
“I can find anyone whose proper name I know. Now remain quiet. I must focus.” She put her hands on the ball, closed her eyes, and chanted, “Of all the things that can be seen, I wish to lay eyes on Princess Evangeline.”
She repeated the silly spell over and over, and after a few minutes I figured she was full of shit. But then shapes formed in the ball.
I saw the princess and then her surroundings. She was standing atop a big mushroom that looked a lot like the ones surrounding us, her hands were raised to the sky, and she was beckoning Celesta. “Goddess, let your power pass through me!”
“I think my girlfriend’s back,” I said with a sassy diva head bob. “And you’re going to be in trouble.”
“No!” the queen cried, and lightning flashed in the crystal ball, which suddenly exploded.
A flash of light erupted in the crystal windows, and the giant mushroom where I was chained shook violently. Thunder rolled over us, vibrating the bed and making the queen and her servants off balance. The world began to turn over, and I realized Eva must have severed the mushroom stalk with a lightning blast.
The queen and her servants hovered, then zipped out a window. I was weightless, then the mushroom cap tumbled.
“Faaawwwccckkk!” I screamed as the bed slid toward the windows.
When things finally stopped moving, I was in complete darkness, pressed up against a wall and still chained to the bed.
“Eva! You there?” I called.
“Sweeeet!” Doughboy replied, and a moment later he righted the bed.
“Holy shit, am I glad to see you!”
Doughboy was still on the troll’s face, and using its hands, he freed me from the chains. Outside all the fairies, including the queen, were staring at the sky.
“Give me Jake Baker, or I swear by the Goddess of Virtue, I’ll decimate this entire city!” Eva commanded. The princess hovered above the mushroom city, glowing like Thor. Her eyes were a tempest of energy, and balls of lightning crackled in her open hands.
“Holy shit.”
I grabbed the bedsheet and wrapped it around my waist and emerged from the wrecked mushroom cap followed by Doughboy and the troll. The queen turned her angry gaze on me.
“Jake!” Eva called.
“Hey, babe.” I waved at her, then cupped an ear. “What’s that? Should you kill the rapist fairy queen? Nah, she’s going to let us go now.”
The queen scowled at me. “I will have your seed, Jake Baker. If not today, then tomorrow, and if not tomorrow—”
“Yeah, I get it, you’re crazy about me. But I gotta say, you come on kind of strong. You should work on your flirting skills.”
“Jake….” Eva urged.
“Who’s got my enchanted pizza shovel?”
The queen gestured brusquely to her servants, and one of them brought me my weapon.
I climbed up on the troll’s back. “You try this shit again, and we’ll level this whole fucking Smurf village,” I warned her.
Fairies armed with spears moved forward threateningly, but the queen raised a staying hand. “Let them go.”
We left the city and joined Eva.
“Are you all right?” Eva asked as I climbed off the troll’s back. She ran over and hugged me tight when I reached the ground.
“A little shaken up, but no injuries to report. What the hell happened after the fairies hit me with that dart? How did you get away?”
She bit her lip. “I hid in the crook of the troll’s stone arm.”
“Good thinking. I was afraid they’d hurt you, or worse.”
“What about that fairy queen? What did she want?”
I rubbed the back of my neck. It was hard to meet her eyes. “She, uh, wanted me to get her pregnant, I think.”
Eva’s eyes widened. “Did you?” she asked hesitantly.
“No. You were just in time.”
“Then you were about to?” she said with a frown.
“What? No, no.” I laughed nervously, then cleared my throat. “A man has to be willing, right? She couldn’t have gotten me hard, even with magic.”
She scrutinized me closely, clearly not believing me.
“What? You think being tied up and used by a fairy queen is a turn on?”
“Sweeeet,” said Doughboy.
“I don’t need your help, bro, thanks!” I glared at him, but he only giggled.
“She was pretty,” said Eva, crossing her arms.
I shrugged. “Kidnappers aren’t really my type. Thanks, by the way. It looks like you saved my ass yet again.”
“Thank Celesta.”
“Your lightning hurdling skills make me wonder why you needed to summon me here in the first place. I’m just a dude with an enchanted pizza shovel, but you can launch pyrotechnics from your fingertips.”
“You are a powerful warrior, Jake Baker,” she said and touched my cheek lovingly. Then she slapped me. “So stop being coy. It doesn’t suit you.”
“I was going to say that all this being saved shit is cramping my style.”
She laughed. “That’s better.”
Doughboy led us far from the weird mushroom city, pushing the troll hard all day long. I wanted to cover as much ground as I could while we had him to use. We slept on and off as we traveled, but I mostly just watched the world go by and marveled at the Eye of Thodin, which hovered above the northern horizon.
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