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(MF, FF, inc) *** Author's Note: This story contains extremely sexually explicit material, if you are under 18 or do not wish to read it, please go elsewhere. Obviously, this story is fictional in the extreme. If you’d like to see me continue this story or comment, e-mail me at darklorddc@hotmail.com. This is my first attempt at writing erotica. Let me know what you think. *** Melody and Lilly sat overlooking the strange wood and rock structure just past the forest, with amazement. There were several more being built just like it all around by tall, powerful humans making all kinds of racket. But only one seemed truly finished and there was a big yellow wheeled thing with humans moving all sorts of odd things in and out of it. Melody, a pixie, had never seen a human before. They were so big compared to her, and so powerfully built that it was a bit scary. She was barely five inches tall herself, short for even a fairy. But she was only seven, and she’d likely get another three inches in before she was done growing. Like all pixies, Melody had four gossamer wings, like a dragonfly. Her (for her size) long red hair came halfway down her slender back in wild waves. Her eyes were almost unnaturally large and that clear blue of a newborn’s. Her lips were full and pouty and a deep, luscious pink. Her skin was a pale creamy tone, glistening slightly as if dipped in glitter. Despite their reliance on their wings, pixies are leggy little things, and the shape of womanhood comes early. She already had a tiny waist and budding little breasts, and a perky, apple-shaped bottom. Her best friend in the whole world, Lilly, was a sprite, still a fairy, but a different subspecies. She was a full two inches taller, with black hair and light blue skin and her wings were blue and white and shaped more like a butterfly. She was equally stunning, but in a more sensual way compared to Melody’s nearly painful cuteness. Lilly, who flew near and far and was very brave, also knew a lot, or thought she did. "Haven’t you ever seen humans before?" Lilly asked as Melody gaped, crouched in a stand of heather. "Nu uh," Melody shook her head, biting her lip thoughtfully. "Why are they such funny colors all over?" "Those are clothes, silly!" Lilly fell over laughing, her voice like a tinkle of golden bells. "They wear them over their skins. Their skins are kinda pink and tan, like yours. Look at their faces." Melody looked at one particular human resting on the porch of the new house, resting from lots of lifting and moving of things Melody couldn’t begin to comprehend. "He’s not pink!" she said, pointing. "He’s dark and brown." Lilly crawled back to her knees, wiggling through the brush alongside Melody. "Oooh...he is! I’ve never seen one like that before." Melody was proud at discovering something new. "Umm, Lilly," her little brow crinkled in thought. "With all that stuff on them how can he get his cock into other human little girls?" Lilly chuckled. "Humans hide them...and they don’t make love to little girls. They make them wait until they are old." Melody frowned. "That’s mean! Don’t they like them?" Lilly shrugged. "Humans are strange like that...and I don’t think their little girls are like us. They are far sillier. Like babies." "Do theirs look like fairy boys things?" Melody asked, absently rubbing her hairless little cunny at even the vaguest thought of sex. Fairies are, universally, very horny and easy to arouse. Lilly shrugged, reaching over idly to massage her little friend’s warm, smooth little mound, making her coo and snuggle closer. "Don’t know...never seen one." Melody looked up, eyes fogging a bit as the sprite began flicking her little clit with her thumb. "YOU haven’t?" "Nope. Humans are scary. My momma and poppa say they are dangerous. They’ve never lived this far out before and they cut down a lot of the forest. We had to move." "Well, I want to see what one looks like! His!" Melody said. She was really taken with the man sitting on the porch. He was built so different from the fairy boys. He was muscular, and so dark, and his head didn’t have a hair on it and shone in the sunlight. "I bet it’s massive!" Lilly laughed. "It’s probably bigger than you!" Then she sobered and stopped her fingers little dance over her friend’s clit. "Melody...don’t go down there okay? Humans are really dangerous." Melody waved off her friend’s concern, wishing she’d keep frigging her little pussy. "Okay, I won’t." Lilly looked at her, then nodded in approval. "I gotta go soon, I have to get up early and collect dew." Melody frowned, wiggling her bottom and rubbing herself on her friend’s hand. "Finish first Lilly!" Lilly chuckled, slipping two fingers deep inside Melody’s little slit. Fairy pussies are tiny in proportion to their bodies, which are small to begin with. But they could stretch quite a bit. Melody’s little pussy contracted on her fingers in gratitude, dripping sweet, clear, nectar all over her hand. "You pixies are the worst, I swear...it’s amazing you get anything done with all the fucking you do." Melody grinned, nodding in agreement. "Is there anything better???" Lilly didn’t answer, slipping behind her friend, who still knelt on all fours, wiggling her ass back at her. Lilly knew her little friend well and knew she needed a good stuffing when she moved like that. She worked finger after finger into the warm little pussy, Melody gasping and digging her little fingers into the dirt with each new intrusion, until finally Lilly was able to make her hand into a fist and slip well past her wrist into the little pixie’s pussy. "Nnngh! Stars! That’s... soooo... good!!" Melody whined piteously, beginning to cum from both the full feeling and from the pain of being stretched. Faeries, especially pixies, are wired very differently from humans. One big difference is that they only feel pain from actual injury. Most things we’d consider painful are pleasurable to them as long as it doesn’t do any real damage. Also, they orgasm almost constantly from any sensual experience. Melody humped her little bottom back at her friend shamelessly, her body convulsing, wracked with orgasm after orgasm. Her sweet honey coated Lilly’s fist as it pumped in and out of her clutching little hairless pussy. Lilly’s mouth watered. Melody made enough sweet juice that she’d be hard pressed to eat dinner when she got home. Pixie cum was quite nourishing and extremely tasty. Having Melody over for dinner usually meant strapping her to the table and the whole family feasting on her little dripping hole. Melody LOVED to be invited to dinner by Lilly’s family. She had three brothers and two sisters, plus her mom and dad. Since she could live off the cum of other species quite easily she loved sucking Lilly’s brothers and dad off, waddling home with a nearly full belly and weak legs from a couple hours of straight orgasms. Melody felt her big one crashing down on her, a mind- shattering multiple orgasm. She squirmed herself down nearly to Lilly’s elbow, feeling her insides stretch painfully around her friend’s arm. She was in heaven when Lilly straightened her middle finger and drove it through her cervix. Her whole body locked up and she keened loud and long, dropping in a shuddering heap at Lilly’s feet. Lilly patted her bottom soothingly with one hand, pulling her arm out with a soft, wet, plop, lapping the copious pixie cum coating her arm with satisfied little hums. "Okay, I gotta go little pixie slut. Stars, you are tasty..." Melody waved weakly, enjoying the cool grass under her body as her shudders slowly subsided. Lilly took off into the trees on her beautiful wings. Melody lay there for a while, the sun finally going down. She looked back to ensure Lilly was truly gone, then flitted cautiously down toward the human house. She flew over the wooden fence and saw with disappointment that no one was around. She flew up to an open window and went inside to look around. There were big squares of some kind of wood all over the place. She flew to the top of an open one and looked in, puzzled at all the things inside. She was halfway into the box, just her ass and legs hanging over the edge, looking at all types of bottles and concoctions, when she heard a loud noise from downstairs. She ducked quickly into the box, heart pounding in her little chest. In a few minutes the man she’d seen before entered the room. He tiredly slumped on the bed and lay back for a second. She peeked over the edge and frowned at how covered he was. Didn’t he get hot in those? The human sat up and she ducked down, then he began to take off his shirt. She eased her head over the edge as he began to slip down his jeans. She frowned as she saw he had fabric that was apparently meant to just cover all the good parts. Stars, humans go through a lot of trouble to hide their most fun parts! She thought, mystified. Then, blessedly, he peeled them off, revealing a dark brown cock as long as she was! Her little pussy clenched in sympathy as she realized it was limp, just like fairy boys. That meant it got even bigger! He lay back down on the comforter on the bed with a sigh, not even bothering to get under the covers. Soon, wore out from a day of moving, he was sleeping peacefully. Melody was utterly entranced by that large, nearly black, cock. She flitted over nervously, landing just between his legs. She sniffed his aroma...intoxicating after his long day of sweaty work. She’d never smelled anything like it (fairies don’t sweat, they glisten...big difference). She crept right up to his balls until she could feel the heat from them. They were as big as she was. They smelled delicious. She wondered what she could get away with, pixie hormones beginning to blow common sense to the winds. She tentatively reached out and stroked one with her little hand. Then she had to quickly duck to the side as a big dark hand came down to scratch at them. It could crush her easily and brought her around a bit. She stood on little tippy toes and peeked over his thigh. Still sleep. She giggled and flitted up, hovering right over his cock. How would she ever get something like that inside her? She wondered. Then she laughed at herself, remembering she’d only come to look. But this close, her body’s natural nymphomaniac instincts took total control. She landed lightly on his groin, wings fluttering to keep her weight off him as much as possible. She then couldn’t resist giving that big, limp, thick cock a tight hug. She wrapped both her arms around it, and then her little legs. She could barely get her arms around it. It began to rise, slowly, until it towered four inches above her head. She wiggled her way to the top until she could peer right down at the winking slit on top of the mushroom-shaped head. She’d totally forgotten to be cautious about waking him. Mark was stirred from his sleep by the most wondrous of sensations, something warm wrapped around his cock, wiggling against it. He peeked up, opening one eyelid cautiously to the most amazing sight he’d ever seen. It took all his willpower not to jump up in surprise at seeing a five-inch tall little winged girl, wrapped around his stiff cock, licking tentatively at his piss slit. The sight was so erotic and the feel of her warm little body so sensuous and unusual, that his cock began to leak precum. Melody, unaware of the object of her curiosity and lust (generally hard to differentiate for pixies) wakening, saw the little pearly drop form. The smell was heady, exotic and sent her head spinning. She bent her head down and sucked it between full little lips. She hadn’t had dinner yet, after all, and she was hungry and horny. Her pussy spasmed wildly at the taste. It was like nothing she’d ever tasted, ever! It was salty, and thick and rich! She tried to put her whole little face in his piss slit, sucking at it like a big straw to get more. Mark moaned, causing her to straighten suddenly, little cheeks and lips glazed with the black man’s cum. She looked up at him in alarm and started to fly away, but then it hit her stomach. His cum! There was something about it that drove her little mind and body crazy! Melody didn’t know it, and there’d been so little interaction between fairies and humans in the last few centuries that few did, but human cum is terribly addictive to pixies. They develop an immediate addiction to it, and tend to need to have it from the same person regularly. Finally, Mark came to his senses a bit, coming fully awake and the realization of what he was seeing sunk into his brain. "What...the...hell...are you?!" He sat up, dislodging her to fall into his balls, which she sunk into like a lovely soft bean bag. She responded, but he heard nothing but little whistles. Then she laughed, one of the most appealing little sounds he’d ever heard, and muttered a string of arcane words. "I’m Melody!" she said in perfect English. "Pleased to meet you!" Mark shook his head in amazement. This had to be a weird dream. The little pixie was relaxing totally at ease, nestled against his balls, wiggling her bottom against the wrinkly skin. "What...are you?" he asked again. "I’m a pixie, silly!" she said, perturbed a bit that someone could not know what a pixie was. "You can’t be real," he said. "I’m never ordering from that pizza place again." "I am too real!" she said, standing up and floating up his chest with a flick of her wings. He reached up slowly and ran his finger down the side of one leg. She cooed at the contact, turning to try to get her pussy against the thick skin at the tip of his finger. He pulled back a bit in amazement and she pouted. "What is your name?" she asked, floating closer to his face. "M-Mark," he said. "My name’s Mark." "Hi Mark! Can I have some more of your cum? I’m really starved and you are really, really tasty!" "You want what?" "Cum, you know, the stuff that comes out of that big, beautiful thing!" she said, pointing behind her, pouting a bit to see that his cock had slumped back against his belly at the absurdity of the situation. "Do all pixies look as young as you do?" He asked. "You look like a little girl." Melody rolled her eyes. "I’m a whole seven winters old!" she said, hands on her hips. "Um, how long do you live?" he asked. "As long as my love mate, when I find him," she said. "I’ll be immortal until then." Mark sat up on his elbows, studying her from all angles. She preened under his stare, turning about in midair, wiggling her childish, firm bottom at him and winking over her shoulder, then running her hands down her flanks with a little saucy twist of her hips. "You like?" she asked hopefully, eyes wide. "Err, you are very cute," he said, truly at a loss for words. She sighed in relief. Pixies are very concerned with others liking them. "Good, then I can have more cum?" she said eagerly. "Geez, you’re really young...and...damn, this is just fucking weird." Now in Melody’s little sex-scattered mind, he hadn’t said "no" which, for a pixie, is the same as an enthusiastic "yes." She dropped down to his belly, kneeling on all fours, tiny ass towards his face, to slurp at the tip of his cock, which lay against him. There was still a coating of precum at the tip and she lapped at it eagerly, little hands curling into fists against his stomach in pleasure. She was trying to get her whole head in there if she could, it seemed, and her tongue flicking at the inside of his piss hole soon had his nine-inch cock standing at full attention. She flicked her wings furiously to stay with it, never taking her face out of the seeping hole. He moaned at the sensation, the absurd, obscene eroticism of having this child fairy hungrily slurping at the head of his cock. She looked back and smiled, her whole face glazed with precum. He shook his head in amazement, mind reeling. She mistook the gesture for disapproval. "Oh! I forgot my manners!" she said, genuinely apologetically. She flew over to his mouth, frigging herself shamelessly until her hand was good and coated and then rubbed her hand across his full lips. "It’s not enough for someone as big as you are, but it’s only fair, right?" By instinct his tongue flicked out, and his eyes widened. She tasted like a sweet glaze, like on a hot donut, with a slight taste of rose petals. "That’s delicious!" he said as she watched for his reaction like a little puppy. She sighed in relief, and placed a little kiss on his bottom lip. Then she twirled in midair to feast more on that big, tasty cock. There was no more precum though and she pouted for a moment, but she’d have enough experience with fairy boys to know what to do. She lapped at his glans, and wrapped her body around it, squeezing and rubbing her pussy against the thick vein underneath. She jerked him off with her whole little body, wings fluttering furiously as she lapped all over the head of his cock, moaning at even the taste of his flesh...so different than what she was used to. Mark watched in amazement at the erotic sight of the little fairy clutching and hugging his cock, at the little curtain of hair draped across the head as she licked and kissed and writhed against him. As pleasant as it was though, he knew she’d be at it quite a while at the rate she was going. What the hell, he thought, not realizing that her little pussy cream worked like a sex hormone of insane potency on the human mind. Thoughts of how absurd and fantastical the situation was quickly faded. "Little one," he said. "You’ll be at it a long time trying to get my cum that way. Let me do that for you." Melody looked up confused. Fairy boys lasted maybe two minutes, which was fine for fairy girls since they came generally from first entry. "How long do you last?" "I can last a good half hour at least," he said. Her eyes widened in appreciation. "Wow! That seems almost impossible!" she said, imagining how worked over her little pussy would be after such a marathon. He grinned, and she flitted to the side as he grasped his own cock and began to stroke it. She reached between her little legs, scratching at her heated little pussy as she watched him. It took at least another ten minutes, by which time she’d cum several times in shuddering little moans, half from her touch and half from watching that big gorgeous dark cock stroked in that strong hand. "Here you go!" he said at last. "Now!" She darted in and tried to stuff her face back into his slit. His cock swelled and the hole winked as she latched her open mouth right over the top of it. His first shot of cum nearly blasted her off, but she wrapped her legs under the head to hold on. He exploded hot, salty, thick ambrosia all over her body, despite her efforts to swallow as much as possible. By the second spurt her belly was visibly distended. She flopped down to lay on his belly, his cum still spurting, covering her from top to bottom, making her skin tingle as she licked her fingers. Some splashed on her clit and a few drops dribbled in. She screamed out, arched her back from his flesh, wings a blur. She was so small and he was so large that she could feel the individual little sperms swimming through her. Her pussy rippled in appreciation at the treat as she thrashed in an orgasm like she’d never felt before in her young life. She was easily coated from head to toe by the time he was done, laying panting on his stomach, licking her fingers weakly. She rolled over and crawled up to his big chest and stretched her arms in a weak attempt to hug this dark giant. He patted her head with his finger, chuckling at how her hair was thoroughly soaked with his cum. She was about the most adorable, cutest thing he’d ever seen in his life, smiling up at him, dripping with his cum, the most satisfied look he’d ever seen on anyone’s face. She looked down, between her little coltish legs to where his cock lay across his belly and pouted. "I wish I could get that in me." He frowned. "Well, that’s not going to happen, it’s bigger than you are." She nodded sadly. "I’m too laden with your yummy juice to fly, can I sleep here?" "Sure, I guess so," he said, feeling it was the least he could do after coating her in cum. He was also feeling almost like he’d taken advantage of the little creature. After all, he knew nothing of fairies and she looked like a well-developed girl child. She nodded, crawling back to his warm, sticky cock, thinking it would be nice to just wrap around the cum- coated big cock and sleep against it. "Wait, I might roll over and crush you," he said. "Oh, don’t worry! We’re pretty tough," she said, thinking it’d be nice to have all that weight on her. What she said was true, pixies were sturdy little creatures. "Okay, but you were warned," he said, staring at her as she wrapped around his flagging member, sandwiched between the limp, thick, sticky cock and his warm, sweaty balls. It was a very nice feeling for her. As she lay there they talked for some time. He told her about humans and she told him about fairies. Surprisingly, they got along quite well and she found herself loving to hear about his world and telling him about hers. Eventually, both began to nod. "Go to sleep, little pixie," he told her. That sent a shiver down her spine. She was very submissive, a typical trait for pixie girls, and even that bit of a command made her feel all warm and cozy inside. Sadly, fairy boys aren’t very dominant, so it’s not something she was used to. She sighed, nestled her back into his balls, rubbed her cheek against the heavy cock she was wrapped around and soon was asleep. The next morning she was awake at dawn’s first light, but he still slept. She worried that her parents might be concerned about her. But he had indeed rolled over in the night and she found the loose flesh from his balls covering most of her body. It lay draped all about her, like a dark, fleshy, blanket. She purred at the sensation, his balls anchoring it down on either side. The air around her was warm and fragrant with his scent. She was so nice and warm she didn’t want to leave. Ever. Now that’s an odd thought, she said to herself. She was always ready to take off after good sex, but for once she found herself not willing to leave this giant of a being easily. And she hadn’t even had sex, really, just got a really tasty meal. She wriggled her way out, a bit confused at her feelings, giggled at the dried cum that made her have to peel herself off him, laying a gentle kiss on the head of his cock before flying out the window. Melody made her way slowly back into the 20-acre thicket that that housed the local fairy community, diving through the top of the wild rosebush wrapped around a birch stump that was her home. Trundle, their pet pillbug, nearly barreled her down in greeting. She scratched between the ridges of his shell for a bit before going inside. She tried to tiptoe but as soon as she went through the archway her mother and father were standing there with folded arms. "Oops!" she said, wincing. Her father looked her over critically, then sighed with relief as he noticed dried, sticky cum all over his baby’s flesh. "Thank the stars! You were just out getting molested by apparently a whole lot of randy fairy boys by the look of all that cum. I was really worried something bad had happened. Next time, little slut, send us a message or something." "Or invite us!" her mother said with a wink, hugging her daughter tightly and cupping her tiny pussy. She stopped and then bent down to peek at her daughter’s cunny. It was pale and plump, but not red and swollen like she’d suspect it would be. Who the heck would let a young, sweet little child like Melody stay the night and not use her little fresh, sweet baby pussy? She wondered. Then the smell hit her, faint, intoxicating, and definitely not from another fairy. She stood up, and looked over her daughter in alarm. She knew about the new "neighbors" to the south. Everybody knew and everyone was worried. But Melody’s mother, Harmony, also was a soothsayer and oral historian for the local fairy community. Unlike most she knew exactly what human cum did to pixies. "Melody! Please tell me you weren’t with a human last night!" she gasped. Melody hung her head and nodded, looking a little hurt as her mother backed away, wiping her hands frantically. "Yes momma...but it was okay, he wasn’t dangerous at all. He was very nice!" "Melody, there’s a reason we don’t hang around humans or reveal ourselves to them. Mancum affects fairies, especially pixies, really strangely. First, you’ll need it often, preferably from whoever you got it from last night," she said. Leafcutter, her husband, looked on in fear. "Well that’s not so bad," Melody giggled. "I could live off it!" Harmony frowned, but understood, she was fighting the urge to lick even the dried remnants from her little girl, the smell was so delicious. Her cunt twitched, a bit envious, and she backed into her mate, reaching behind her to stroke his cock to hardness in her tiny hand. "But you can’t expect to keep going back to him every night can you?" she asked. "I know my daughter, and you like to have lots of different cum in your belly don’t you?" Melody nodded slowly. That was true. "But, momma...this morning I felt like I wanted to just stay there forever and ever." Both her parents gasped, not only from what their daughter had said, but also because Leafcutter was jamming his hard cock up his wife’s piping hot asshole. "Melody...nnngh...mmm, that hurts good poppa...do you think this human is your life mate?" she asked, shoving her ass back hard. She didn’t call Leafcutter "Poppa" as a term of endearment. He really was her father, making him both Melody’s father and grandfather. Such things were not unusual for fairies. Melody shrugged, getting wet from watching her parents start to rut in front of her. Leafcutter grabbing her mother’s hips and hauling her back in slow, even thrusts. Harmony bent over, placing her hands to her knees, still looking up at her daughter as her eyes began to roll back in her head in ecstasy. "Ohhh....baby...go get washed up for now...I can’t touch you until you are clean of that stuff...and we’ll talk about it....yessss! Ream my ass open Daddy!....later, okay?" Melody giggled as her mother’s wings twitched and her body shuddered through an orgasm and slipped out the door just as her father shoved her mother against the wall, prying her cheeks open so he could really pound the pixie woman’s ass. Her mother’s screams and sobs followed her out to the little pond out back where she washed thoroughly. Then she found a nice broad leaf lying in a patch of sun and fell asleep. When Melody awoke there was an almost painful twinge in her belly and pussy. Both were starved! She spread her little legs and rubbed herself fiercely, tugging and pulling at her clit. It felt good, and she came, but the pangs didn’t stop. Worried, she flew back home, hoping her father would give her a good fucking and make her feel all better like he’d often do. A strange aroma wafted to her nose as she entered the home. She walked into the back and saw her mother mixing different petals and nectars into a pot. "What are you making, momma?" she asked. Her mother looked over her shoulder, her little bottom still glistening and dripping with Leafcutter’s cum. "Your tummy and pussy are hungry aren’t they?" Harmony asked her baby girl. Melody nodded coming up behind her mother and kneeling, spreading her momma’s ass cheeks and slurping her long tongue inside her still-throbbing sphincter, rasping against the tight inner walls for remnants of daddy’s cum. "Mmm, what a sweet daughter you are to do that for mommy!" her mother said, leaning against the table and thrusting her ass back for her daughter’s eager tongue. "You just won’t need his cum in your belly, but you’ll need it in your pussy too. So mommy made something that’ll make it possible." "Gluck hig you laagh?" Melody asked, not pausing from her drilling of her mom’s tasty ass. "What did I make?" Harmony asked, feeling her daughter’s head nod from its place between her plump cheeks. "A potion. Once you drink it you’ll be able to transform to human size with a thought, and back again." Melody slurped her tongue back in her mouth for a moment. "How long will it last?" "As long as you are getting cum from him regularly, that will keep the spell going," her mother said. Melody shivered with pleasure. "I’ll be able to get his cock in me!" Harmony grinned, turning to see her little girl bouncing for joy. "Yep, you’re my daughter alright! But two things you should know. First, this will make you human sized, but that of a human 7-year-old, so you’ll still be only about half his size. And since human cocks are about your height, maybe a bit taller, it’ll still be a tight fit." Melody cocked her head to the side. "His was nearly twice my height! And the most delicious dark brown you ever saw!" "Dark bro...oho!" Harmony said. "He’s black! Well, then it’ll be a REALLY tight fit!" "No momma, he’s brown, not black," Melody said, not understanding. Harmony shook her head dismissively. "Never you mind. Drink up and go! I know the cravings must be really bad." Melody nodded, grasping the bowl her mother handed her with both tiny hands and gulping the concoction down. She felt her whole body tingle, but nothing happened. Melody looked up in alarm. "Oh sweetie, it’ll work when you want it to," her mother smiled down at her worried little daughter. "Don’t worry, you’ll get all that big cock right in your little cunny." "You’re the bestest momma!" her daughter said, throwing herself into her arms and giving her a delicious warm kiss, sweet little tongue delving into Harmony’s mouth adorably. "Go on, little slut daughter. It’s getting close to midday and I want to find your father to suck some lunch out of him." "Okay momma, I’ll be back later!" Melody said, dashing out the door. Her mother smiled sadly, she had seen the look in her daughter’s eyes, and wondered if she really would. Melody took off like a shot toward the new little subdivision at the base of the hill. Her pussy wasn’t just twitching it was virtually on fire! She swooped over the fence, just pausing a brief moment at seeing him, shirtless and in faded jeans, working on a garden patch in the back. She giggled mischievously and snuck up behind him landing lightly on his shoulder and kissing his cheek. "Hiya Mark!" Mark jumped, having nearly dismissed the strange night before as a dream. "Shit, Melody! You scared me!" he said, holding out his hand for her to land in. He meant for her to land on his palm, but the randy little creature plopped herself down to straddle his finger, rubbing her little pussy back and forth over it slowly. "Sowwy," she said cutely, head ducking in shame, but then looked up at his big brown eyes and sighed. "When I woke up and you weren’t there, I thought it had been a dream or something," Mark said. "But you really are real, huh?" Melody giggled. Of course she was real! She looked around at the turned earth and bag of seeds and strange tools. "What are you doing?" she asked, absently humping his finger, little thighs wrapped around it like a vice. "Planting my garden, I want to get the bulbs in before it starts to get cold," he said. "Oh! You like flowers?" she asked. Mark nodded. "I’ve always had a bit of a green thumb." Melody peered at both his thumbs. They looked brown to her. Then her pussy twitched hard, bring her back to the purpose of her mission. "My momma says now I have to have your cum all the time, and she must be right because I really do crave it bad right now. So she gave me this potion and..." "Whoa! Slow down girl!" Mark said, laughing at the rush of words. "You HAVE to have it?" She nodded, falling instinctively quiet at his command. "So I’m supposed to stroke off for you everyday?" he asked in disbelief. "Oh no! That wouldn’t be much fun, would it? My mom figured it all out though, watch!" She floated down to the ground at his feet and wished really hard. Soon, the ground was rushing away from her. In moments her body grew, magically, to just over 4 feet tall. Her head about even with his chest. Now that Mark could see her features fully, he was taken by her beauty. It was ethereal, otherworldly, and utterly adorable. The little red-headed pixie had the most lovely child-like face, with bright blue, large eyes, full lips, and creamy clear skin. No sane human would have been able to see that face and not have their heart leap in their chest. He noticed that she was quite developed, with apple-sized tits topped with coral little nipples, and a waist that plunged in a bit more than a human’s probably would. He could probably get both hands around it. But still, she looked like what she was, a seven-year old pixie, one that was aching to get at his very grown man’s cock. Never one for pleasantries, and seeing the approving look in his eyes, Melody sunk to her knees in the soft, cool soil, clutching eagerly at the strange fastenings of his jeans. After a few anxious moments and a little whining, she got the zipper down and then unbuttoned them, slipping them down to his ankles. She gave a pleased giggle and clapped her hands at seeing he wasn’t wearing those strange wrappings that had hid his cock yesterday, and it sprang forth, big and thick, nudging against her cheek as it hardened. The little pixie purred, which caused the cock to stiffen to steely hardness as she held it to her cheek with a palm, running appreciative little kisses up and down the thick shaft. Mark’s cock twitched at the purring, which indeed was exactly the same purr as that of a pleased kitten, a sound no human could reproduce exactly. It was accompanied by a twitching of her wings, which seemed to be a sign of uncontrollable pleasure. Melody shamelessly thrust her pert nose right against the shaft and sniffed eagerly while lapping at the underside. Mark had never seen any human woman, and he’d had quite a few, take so much joy in his cock, or exude so much blatant sexuality. Coming from what looked to be the sweetest, prettiest child ever seen, the eroticism raced through his blood. Not that he had a thing for children, not at all, he’d have been the first in line to beat the crap out of a molester, but Melody was different. Her eyes, while innocent, and her movements, while still somewhat childlike, reeked of sexuality and desire that couldn’t be mistaken for a child’s. Melody fell to all fours and tried to crawl between his legs, craning her head around and gripping his thigh, wings spread and fluttering for balance as she pushed her face right into his warm balls, tongue lathing over them hungrily, taking one and then the other to roll them around in her mouth, moaning at the taste. She nibbled at the little spot between his ass and balls, giggling against his flesh as she felt more than heard his moan of pleasure. Her tongue worked its way back further, her little body turning sideways, loving the feel of his strong thighs braced against her. She thrust her face into his muscular ass, prying the cheeks apart a bit with agile fingers enough to slip her tongue to taste his wrinkled hole. He was sweaty from working in the garden and she shuddered with pleasure, letting his cheeks go to catch her little face as her tongue drilled and drilled and thrust and licked. Mark reached behind him, taking a hand full of lush, thick red hair, holding her face hard in place. Her pussy clutched on emptiness at the strong, manly grip, a grip like no fairy boy’s that’s for certain! She thrust her face deeper into his ass, tongue fucking into the tight, dark hole, scrapping against the insides in tiny circles with complete abandon. Her tiny hand reached forward to grasp that wonderful, large cock, nowhere near capable of getting her fingers all the way around it. Her other hand found his free hand, hanging at his side, and tiny pale fingers intertwined with dark, large, strong ones. Mark didn’t miss her reaction. He’d had plenty of human women react in a similar, although more reserved way. He had had many women at his feet, and he knew a little sex slave when he saw one, even if she did have wings. But still, she wasn’t human, so he had to be sure. He gripped her hair strongly, turning and jerking her to her tiny feet. She gasped in surprise, having NEVER been handled like that before. She weighed maybe 50 lbs. and he lifted her clear off her feet by his strong grip in her full, thick hair, fixing her with a stern, commanding stare. That was it. That was all he did. He expected a reaction, but not quite the one he got. "Oh Starsssssss!" she shuddered as her feet left the ground. Her eyes met his, saw the strength, the power, unlike anything she’d ever seen. It sent her right over the edge, without anything having touched her. "Ohhh! Oh! MMmmmm!" Mark held her as she convulsed in his grip, feet dangling from the ground, almost hovering out of his grip by the strong beating of her gossamer wings. She came and came hard, a trickle of girl-juice splattering the ground between her feet. He sat her down gently on her knees at his feet and she wrapped her arms around one strong calf, bathing it with fluttering little kisses. Then she met his look with a look of total adoration and awe. "Wow! Do that again!" Mark couldn’t help it. He laughed long and deep, setting off Melody as well, her silver bell tinkle of a laugh a contrast to the deep bass in his voice. The two laughed for a moment, and then Mark picked the little fairy girl up in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist and her head nestled into the crook of his neck, nibbling gently with sharp, pearly even teeth and full lips. "I better get you into the house before I’m arrested and you end up in a science lab," he said. Melody didn’t understand half of what he’d said and she didn’t care. All she cared about at that moment was all those strong, strange muscles holding her tight and the taste of his skin as he carried her easily into the big living room. Mark sat the pixie down on the plush carpeting, in a clear spot free of boxes, stretching her body out and watching her wriggle under him sensuously. Melody only knew two things to do when on her back, and it wasn’t bedtime yet, so she automatically showed off her body before grabbing her little ankles and pulling them with ease right next to each ear. Her little pussy, which Mark was surprised to see was extremely tiny, winked at him. He kneeled down and ran his hand over her smooth, plump mound and caressed the undersized hole, which looked like it would be hard pressed to even take his finger. She shuddered and drizzled pixie cum down the crack of her ass and onto his new carpet. "Melody, I can’t fit in there," he said seriously. Melody’s pussy felt like it was about to burst into flames, and her stomach was about folded in on itself in hunger. "Please, please try!" she cried, almost sobbing. She humped her little hips up at him in invitation. "I’ll stretch, really I will!" Mark laid the head of his cock between her legs. It landed above her belly button. To him, it seemed anatomically impossible that it would go in that tiny hole, which wasn’t much bigger than the hole in the top of his cock. Melody thrust herself upwards, moaning as she felt his heavy cock thud across her belly. She tried to rub her clit against the underside of it in desperation. Mark shook his head in amazement. "Okay, but I’ll go very slow...if it’s too much to take we’ll stop, okay?" "P-please don’t!" Melody protested. "I bet it will hurt so good!" Mystified, Mark gave in, rubbing the head of his cock against her tiny slit, the size difference was absurd, he thought. But, he figured she should know her limits more than he would, and began to slowly press at the entrance to her tight, hot pussy. Mark worked the head back and forth, thankful that there seemed to be no lack of lubrication from the little fairy girl under him. Her little hole stretched like a tight elastic band as he pushed and then the head popped in, her hole snapping tight behind the head. Her pussy was like a vice, and hot! Pixie body temperature is a solid five degrees higher than ours. Melody thrashed and lurched, hissing at the sweet pain of feeling the head of his big tool spearing her. It felt like she’s split like a ripe fruit around it, and it was a wonderful sensation. Mark paused to let the little creature adjust, hearing her cry out, but she released her ankles and wrapped slim, perfect legs around his waist and tried hard to pull him in deeper. Her pussy rippled around him, trying to milk him, sucking at the head of his cock like a little mouth. He groaned, sinking inch after inch into her body. Only about four inches in, he hit the back of her little tunnel, which was spasming wildly around him. "Yes! Yes! More! More!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck and trying to fuck against him. "I think I’m as far as it will go, baby," Mark said, grunting at the feel of her little body clamping down trying to draw him in deeper. "Push it in all the way! It’ll go! Really!" Melody said, despite the fact that she was already pretty stuffed even with what she had inside her. The feelings of her tight pussy, and the vision of her squirming desperately for more of him, made Mark throw caution to the wind. He grabbed her little hips and pulled her against him slowly. He felt his head nestle tight against her cervix, felt it flutter at the contact, and then it opened for him like a flower. With a sudden surge, his cock impaled the little pixie girl all the way to the hilt, his balls tucked tight against his ass. Both of them moaned in relief and pleasure at the feel of his cock bumping the roof of her little fairy womb. Her belly bulged visibly from the intrusion. Her insides, designed for such instances, simply gave way before the large invader, pushed aside by his length and girth. Melody’s body went into sweet little convulsions under him, her muscles rippling along the entire length, little heels drumming against the small of his back. "Now, fu-fuck me!" Melody said, not waiting for his response, driving her little body hard against him, trying to fuck herself on the massive cock inside her. Mark began slowly withdrawing until he felt the flared edge of the bottom of his cockhead gripped by her cervix. Then he drove forward, feeding her inch after inch. She reached up and kissed him with those delicious, sweet full lips. He fed her his tongue, exploring the wonderful taste of her mouth and she did her best to suck his tongue dry. His movements picked up, the fit so tight he had to brace her to the floor to even be able to pull out a few inches before driving back in. He began fucking her body into the plush rug and she responded wonderfully, arching tight against him every time he buried himself to the hilt. If he didn’t know any better, he’d have said she had an orgasm every time he seated himself fully within her. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? Melody was in a whole other world. She’d lost all control as soon as he was fully within her. She drove her body against him, painfully impaling herself eagerly with every thrust, her mind spinning through orgasm after orgasm, her legs twitching wildly around him, sucking and moaning against his tongue hotly, pressing her firm little nipples against the coarse hairs on his chest. Mark was really pounding the little pixie now, all concern for her well-being forgotten at the delicious reactions from her body. Her tightness, her heat, were nearly too much for him, and very quickly he felt himself boiling over. He dug into her little hips and brutally pounded her pussy, balls slapping against her ass, sticky with the steady stream of cum from her pussy. Her tight hole clutched and gobbled at him like nothing he’d ever felt before. She thrashed in his arms, pressing her lips firmly to his, sweet mouth screaming a steady cry of pleasure into his own. Melody sensed he was getting close to cumming and her little, distended tunnel spiraled, yes, spiraled, closed on his thick dark cock, locking herself to him. Her uterus collapsed on his cock like a bag with the air vacuumed out, fitting to it perfectly, hungrily, as his cock expanded inside her. Mark winced at the incredible tightness and feel of her muscles twirling around his cock. Then she purred, which felt like someone had wrapped his dick in a warm, wet vibrator. That did it. He groaned loudly, holding her body crushed to his, and began to blast her insides with powerful jets of hot sperm. Melody screamed a note loud enough and high enough to shatter a nearby crystal goblet and her whole body left the ground as she threw her weight onto his cock, wings fluttering to drive her down even harder. His cum surged into her little body, filling her womb, soothing the ache in her little pussy, wracking her with convulsion after convulsion until she fell back to the floor, flopping under him like a rag doll. "Ooh! Oh my! Ohhh!!!!!!! Cum in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed as jet after jet coated her pussy. Mark crushed the little fairy tight against him, slamming his spurting cock home with ragged, relentless thrusts. Soon, both of them collapsed to the rug, her pussy still quivering strongly about him, rippling from the base of his cock to the head, an efficient little fuck machine intent on draining his balls of every precious drop. Melody’s legs slipped from their grip around him, dropping to the floor weakly. Her hair lay like a rich red fan around her head. Mark leaned down to hug the marvelous little creature and she purred again, causing another twitch from his cock, which caused her to sob in pure joy as an aftershock seemed to rip its way from her pussy to the top of her head. Her toes curled sweetly in the thick carpeting. Mark propped himself up over her on his elbow, staring down at that gorgeous, flawless face, her eyes wandered aimlessly a moment before focusing on him. Melody smiled the most dazzling smile he’d ever seen, one of utter satisfaction and joy. She lay her head against the arm holding him up, absently rocking her sore pussy up and down his still hard shaft. "MMMmmmmm!" she sighed. "Do that again!" Mark chuckled tiredly. "It’ll take me a minute. Besides, it’s not a magic you know." She cocked her head, then, kissed him tenderly on the lips and said with a voice suddenly wise beyond her years, "Of course it’s magic." END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 30