Myth Protector

by Jamie Hawke

  She laughed. “What? Pussy?” She raised an eyebrow and smiled in her pleasant way. “There’s nothing wrong with that word. I happen to like it quite a lot. Pussy—see how it rolls off the tongue?”

  I opened my mouth to reply, but stopped, processing her words, and laughed. “Anyway, yeah, nowadays I’m not sure how to relax, I guess.”

  My mind said other, more inappropriate answers that maybe she’d be fine with based on what she’d just said, but I chose to stop it there.

  “Anytime you’re here and want to use the pool, feel free,” she said, and then nodded to see Red and Pucky approaching. “And them, they’ve been treating you right?”

  “Better than I could’ve ever hoped.”

  She stood, leaving her sandals, and said, “Ladies, we all need to unwind before the big day of training tomorrow. What’ya say?”

  “I’d say the man has had enough training for today,” Red said. “What’d you have in mind?”

  “I was trapped in there with that witch, unable to move. Now I want to break loose. Dance!”

  Red laughed. “We can help you there.” She turned to Pucky. “You did say something about salsa, no?”

  Elisa laughed, clasping her hands together. “This will be fun.” She went over to the wall, where she started selecting music on a screen that appeared similar to how others had worked in the first safe house I’d been to.

  “What’s the deal?” Pucky asked, eyeing Red.

  “What?”

  “You’re… goading me on.”

  “Am I?” Red turned to me with mock innocence.

  “Actually, I agree,” I admitted. “Pucky, is there… you have a problem with…?” I nodded to Elisa.

  “Of course not,” Pucky said.

  “So then, what’s going on here? Because you act differently around her.”

  “Pucky here was raised in the forest,” Red started, but I held up a hand.

  “Sorry,” I said, “but I’d rather hear it from her, if she wants me to know.”

  Pucky rolled her eyes, craned her neck to look around Red and see that Elisa was still fidgeting with the screen, and said, “Yes, I was raised on a lot less than this, and some of that time was spent in the woods, living among the trees. We didn’t have any of this and it feels so over the top, so ridiculous.”

  “And…” Red said, but stopped at a glance from me.

  “And I might have had a crush on Elisa’s eldest brother once, but she totally taco-blockoed me.”

  “So you see her as wasteful,” I said, “and are annoyed that she stopped you from getting with a guy who, if you had gotten with him, possibly would’ve prevented us from having whatever it is we’re having?”

  Pucky frowned. “Yes.”

  “And does all that seem like a good reason to be annoyed?”

  She rolled her eyes, tried not to smile, and then hit my arm playfully. “Shut up.”

  “Fine, fine,” I said, laughing and rubbing my arm. “I’m just saying, I’m sure she’s not the only princess to be over the top, and we’re not only limited to fairy tales there.”

  “As for the other thing,” Red said, and then turned with a twinkle in her eye as Elisa approached. “Elisa, did you know Pucky here used to have a thing for one of your brothers?”

  Elisa looked genuinely surprised. “Never. Oh, that would’ve been grand. We could’ve been like sisters!”

  “But you cock-blocked her,” Red went on, much to Pucky’s annoyance. “Oh, sorry, pussy-blocked.”

  “I don’t know what you…” Elisa started, but then she brushed a lock of blonde hair behind her ears, lost in thought for a moment before saying, “Ohhh. Oh, shit.” She looked up and then took Pucky by the shoulder, staring very seriously into her eyes. “You poor thing. That time at the lake, right? When I insisted my brothers fly off—you don’t understand, there was a mission, one I couldn’t talk about. And oh! I—I never realized why you were…” She blushed, looking at us, and then hugged Pucky tight. “I’m so sorry.”

  “Come on,” I said, flustered. “Now we’ve gotta know.”

  Elisa backed off, hands up, and again mouthed, “Sorry.”

  “For what?” Red asked, looking excited.

  “So…” Pucky put her hands to her face, shook her head, then looked up again. “Thing is, I thought I’d seduce him. I told him we’d go for a swim, and to follow me in. I went down first, undressing as I approached the water, all sexy-like, thinking he was watching. Imagine my surprise when my foot hits water and I give a little shriek and a giggle, then turn and see I’m all alone!”

  “That’s too good,” Red said, laughing, and even I had to stifle a laugh.

  “So she came walking up, not wanting to tell me it was about my brother, and all this time I thought she’d had been hitting on me that day.”

  “I’m sorry, what?” Pucky said.

  “Well, I’m there, watching my brothers fly off, and suddenly you come walking up completely nude. What was I supposed to think? I figured you just got scared or nervous, and that’s why you ran off.”

  Red and I were both laughing now, and Pucky joined in.

  “You can’t be serious with this stuff,” Red said, her laughter finally fading. “I don’t know what I would’ve done.”

  “With that cute little bod?” Elisa arched an eyebrow, eyes moving up and down Pucky. “I was about to give it a try, honestly. Not that I was into women before, but…”

  “Shut up,” Pucky said, thinking she was joking. But judging by the seductive stare the princess was giving her at that moment, it wasn’t likely.

  An awkward silence followed.

  “Um, the garden?” Red said, and the other two snapped out of it, so Elisa continued with the tour, but I was left imagining those two with their bodies pressed together, tongues intertwined, hands fingering each other.

  Some guys weren’t into lesbians, but that wasn’t me. I’d always found the idea of a dick repulsive, unless it’s my own. I once made a joke to Chris that I wasn’t gay, but if I met myself I’d totally go down on myself, and he never let me live that down. Point being, I thought I was hot for a nerdy guy, but other men in the picture—or porno, if I was in the mood—just kinda ruined it for me.

  Woman-on-woman action though? Give me the double showing. As Elisa ascended a short stairway that led to an upper ledge of bright red flowers, I couldn’t help but imagine her hopping up that ledge, Pucky kneeling between her legs, with her little pink tongue flicking at the princess’s clit.

  “Hello,” Red said, snapping her fingers in front of my face. “You with us?”

  I shook out of my fantasy and laughed. “Yeah, what?”

  “Dude… You were standing there staring with this goofy smile on your face for like a minute. We were walking on when I realized you were still back here.” She glanced down and laughed. “Wow, really? Does that thing ever stop?”

  I wasn’t surprised, and honestly didn’t think she should’ve been either, and said as much. “What do you expect, with me constantly surrounded by beautiful women?”

  “You think I’m beautiful?” she asked.

  “Red, of course. You’re stunning. This dark hair and clothing in contrast with those blue eyes, and the way your lower lips slightly pouts sometimes, it’s so cute. If we were…” I stopped, realizing I was going overboard.

  She smiled, reached out and gave my crotch a caress. “You’re not so bad yourself. Now don’t fall behind, we should touch base about the plan.”

  “Right, the plan,” I said, remembering that more fighting was likely in store, so these crazy fantasies and any hope of actually being able to paint Elisa nude quickly vanished. That is, until we joined them and I saw that here was a bit of a dance floor surrounded by all these flowers, and at our arrival Elisa clapped her hands and salsa music kicked on.

  “Hmm, maybe not yet,” Red said. “For the plan that is. Don’t worry, it’s not a rush.”

  “Good,” I said, watching Elisa start to dan
ce around Pucky, even taking her hands and getting seductive.

  I was so ready for this to happen.

  17

  Red went to get drinks, winking at Pucky in a playful way, while Elisa continued dancing next to Pucky and then moved over to me. I wasn’t exactly a salsa dancer, but started mimicking them with the steps and hips as best I could while still trying to keep a manly feel to it. Elisa laughed playfully while whipping her hair back.

  She approached me, and Pucky watched as if enchanted. Elisa was moving her hips, circling around me, and then came in close, her large, blue eyes taking me in. She took my hands and let me spin her, then moved in even closer, holding my hands around her as she pressed her ass against my crotch. She continued to shake it and move, pressing herself into me so that she could feel the pressure of the bulge in my pants growing against her.. Then she motioned for Pucky to join.

  The petite woman set her drink aside, moving over to join us, so that I was spinning both of them now. Elisa moved around to my back, going down with the music and running her hands along my side. Pucky was in front caressing my chest.

  At one point they gestured to Red, but she sat there with her margarita in hand, watching with a hesitant smile. She found this too humorous to let herself get involved.

  The other two, though, had no problem, and soon Pucky reached behind herself, massaging my crotch. Elisa was moving with me from behind, hands wrapped around and feeling my chest, and then they slipped down and she gave my ass a playful slap.

  How the hell this was happening with these two beautiful women was beyond me, but I was totally going with it.

  Elisa danced away for a moment, lost in the music and moving sinuously like a snake about to strike, then turned, watching us with anticipation.

  “Hey, if you want me to do this,” Pucky spoke in my ear to be heard over the music as she leaned in while still dancing, “you’ve got to make it worth my while.”

  “What’d you have in mind?”

  “Tonight… I know we just met, but… let’s make tonight the night.”

  If I was right about what she was talking about, there was no need to convince me. I was all in. But not wanting her to think it was so easy, I spun her around, wrapping my arms around her with my groin against her ass, and whispered in her ear, “Earn it.”

  She moved her ass up and down on me, and leaned back so that I could kiss her neck and then she was nibbling on my ear as she replied, “I fucking will.”

  With that, she whirled out of my arms and strutted over to Elisa, moving with the beat of the music. The two started moving almost as one, and then Pucky’s hand was on Elisa’s hip, sliding up under her shirt, and Elisa wasn’t stopping it. They both looked my way, putting on the show for me, and signaled me over.

  Red laughed, watching until I was there and both women with their hands on me, then said, “That’s my cue.”

  “Are you sure?” I asked, more trying to be polite than the way she apparently took it when she gave me a skeptical glance, laughed, and made for the door.

  “I’ll grab a snack and see you all in the morning,” she said before exiting.

  When she was gone, the dancing got really heated, with Pucky moving around behind me. Both women were having fun although Elisa played more of a teasing game while Pucky went straight for what she wanted. Her hand even dipped into my pants at one point, grabbing hold as she kissed me deeply.

  “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she said, turning back to Elisa and running a hand along the side of her breast, over the shirt.

  Elisa motioned us to follow. We did, Pucky and I like two horny teens caressing each other, kissing, and giggling. We weren’t drunk, but we weren’t exactly sober either. Just enough to be loose, to not care.

  When we finally made it to the bedroom, Pucky was already tearing my clothes off the second we made it through the doorway. I glanced over to see Red down the hall, where she’d stopped to watch us.

  She gave me a playful thumbs up, then disappeared into another room. Pucky yanked me the rest of the way inside and immediately started pulling off my shirt and pants, while Elisa went over to the cushions by the window, watching us.

  “Come on,” Pucky said, motioning her over.

  Elisa considered us, then said, “Not yet. I want you to… You know. While I sit here.”

  Pucky looked intrigued by that, although I wasn’t sure how to take it. When Pucky pulled off my boxer briefs, leaving me exposed in front of Elisa, I really didn’t know what to think. A deep breath, rising chest, and the way Elisa repositioned herself, all made me feel more confident. She was liking what she was seeing.

  I turned to see Pucky taking off her top, and then the black bra she must’ve borrowed from Red after showing her goods more than once. Then she slipped her skirt off.

  Pucky hesitated when my hands went to her panties, glancing over at Elisa.

  “Don’t let me distract you.” Elisa stood, turning to face the window and a blank canvas that she’d just taken from a cupboard where she apparently stored her painting materials. She took a paintbrush, considered it, then simply stood there waiting. It was all really weird, and strangely erotic.

  Pucky turned to me, shrugging. I pulled off her panties, going down on one knee as I did so that I could kiss her thigh, moving in toward her pussy as she lifted one leg and then the next to let me toss her panties aside. I stood, my hand sliding up her legs until I could feel her wetness, and then we moved to the bed. Sitting on the sheets, I lifted her petite body onto my lap so that we were both sort of seated but leaning back and away from each other, then I lowered her onto my cock.

  It was too much, too fast, I realized as she let out a yelp and her eyes watered.

  “Gentle, slow,” Elisa said from her painting, and I glanced over, only then realizing there was a reflection in the window. Was she watching us? In a sense, that made this even hotter.

  “Try like this,” I said, rotating so that Pucky was lying down. Slowly now, I eased myself into her, first the head only, her moist, tight pussy embracing it, then I pulled out a bit, feeling her wetness, her muscles clench as they begged for more. So I did as they asked, this time coming in and slowly gliding all the way in until we had touchdown, my shaft nearly consumed, balls against her ass.

  She clenched my shoulders, then ran her hands along my arms, loving it. When I looked down, I felt stronger. That didn’t make sense, not by any traditional standards, but this was hardly a traditional situation. I flexed and she laughed, and then I noticed Elisa glancing at us through the window’s reflection.

  “I’d like to paint both of you,” she said. “Is that… okay?”

  Pucky looked at me with surprise, but then shrugged.

  “Like, what, we pose… now?” I asked Elisa.

  “No,” she replied. “You two keep at it, fuck like animals—and I capture the moment. It’s something I’ve never done, something that… I’ve never even thought of until now. And I would very much like to, if you’ll allow it.”

  Pucky was caressing me again, hand on my shaft as she slid it back into her. I shivered and said, “I guess that’s a yes,” and then we were rocking the bed, slowly at first and then faster. Then, remembering that we were the subject of art and that I couldn’t let art down, I took Pucky’s legs and draped them over my shoulders, slapping her ass as I went deeper.

  She yelped and held out a hand, but when I hesitated she said, “Don’t stop.”

  “I just—”

  “Don’t stop,” she repeated, face contorted in what I took to be pain, but if she liked it, who was I to argue. So I kept going to the sounds of her moaning, “It’s so deep, oh, it’s soooo deep.” She let out a long, wordless moan as she gripped the sheets, then let go of them to grab my hair and pull, so that I imagined I felt some of the pain mixed with pleasure she was experiencing.

  She released me, but suddenly flipped me with some sort of judo-like technique. Now she was on top of me, gasping, breasts swaying as s
he moved up and down, my cock sliding in and out. I grabbed her breasts, caressing them, loving and adoring them with my hands and eyes. I wanted every moment of this to be stuck in my mind forever. But then she let out a sudden surprised yelp as paint splashed across her chest.

  For a split-second, she paused, confused, and looked down to see it—green.

  “Don’t stop,” Elisa said, grinning, and now we were both confused as Elisa splashed paint again, this time blue across my chest. When we looked at her she smiled, lowered her shirt so that her perky, petite breasts were exposed, and took a tube of white paint and squeezed it onto her breasts. Then she started rubbing it around as she repeated, “Don’t stop.”

  This lady was a freak. And… it was kinda sexy.

  I pulled Pucky down onto my cock as I rocked my hips. She gave me a confused look but then the pleasure hit her again and she was back at it. More paint hit us, but now we didn’t care. Then Elisa was on the bed, dressed only in her panties, caressing us with paint from a palette at her side, then rubbing the paint from us while we fucked and wiping it onto herself.

  At one point between moans Pucky reached out for her, but Elisa took her hand and gently guided it behind her back and down to my balls and left it there. I looked at Pucky, admiring the graceful arch in her back and the way her breasts lifted even higher as she stayed bent backwards to fondle my balls while riding me. Elisa followed up with more paint on my legs, close to my balls, but stopping just short and going back again.

  “This is my most beautiful painting yet,” Elisa said, “I don’t want it to be anything more than that. Not this time.”

  As weird as it all was, looking up at Pucky as she rode me and then at Elisa’s mostly nude body, both covered in various colored streaks of paints, it was a new level of being turned on like I’d never experienced before.