Just A Litle Scene: Evil Pixie
Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 11:44 pm
He lay hovering in the air, two feet off the ground, touching nothing, yet prone as though bound to some invisible rack. He was naked, and his penis is fully erect, absolutely throbbing, from the gentle ministrations of a winged woman barely the size of his organ. The little pixie had wandered into his house, and after he’d gotten over his initial shock, they’d chatted a bit. She had been very forward, coming right out and saying she would like to “play” with him, and she was definitely not talking about video games or hopscotch. He had nervously laughed it off and told her to go home, he wasn’t interested. Besides, how could they even do that with the size difference?
She’d gotten really furious, huffing and pouting. Due to her size, it had been somewhat comical, a true example of “cute when she’s angry.” “You humans are so dumb!” she said. “I’ll show you!” And with that she’d snapped her fingers. The next thing he knew, he was naked, bound, and floating, and she was flying up to his face. She sat down right on his upper lip, spreading her legs wide to straddle the bottom of his nose. A powerful scent, a sweet but heady musk, emanated straight into his nostrils. For a moment, his mind went fuzzy, and then it sharpened with intense arousal. His penis lurched instantly to full erection. He tried to blow her off, but she snapped her fingers and his lips sealed shut.
“Not interested, huh?” she said, still acting hurt. She reached down and rubbed herself, bringing moisture to her pussy lips, and the scent increased nearly tenfold. As it did, so too did his arousal. His penis quivered with tension, and the first bead of pre-cum was already peeking from the slit. He moaned loudly, and she smiled. She continued to masturbate, taunting him with her natural aphrodisiac until she had rubbed herself to orgasm. When she finished, her little wings fluttered and she floated up, leaving his upper lip moist with her juices, the scent remaining strong.
She slowly made her way down to his member, which strained with the need to be touched. Hovering over him, she reached down with one leg and lightly traced the tip of her tiny toe down his length, from tip to base. He let out a muffled scream through his closed mouth, and his eyes rolled up as a pleasure he’d never felt before shot through him. With a giggle of satisfied amusement, she lowered herself onto his member, stretching across its length.
To keep herself from getting thrown off, she held his cock in place with her magic, so that it was only capable of a linear flexing, but she smiled as the muscles worked rapidly beneath her, feeling his cock tighten and loosen from the base to the head. Pre-cum seeped steadily from the tip, and occasionally she scooted a bit forward to lick at the occasional fat drop suspended at the tip, before it succumbed to gravity and joined the growing pool on his chest. Occasionally, she reached over and tickled at the ridge of the penishead, and giggling as it swelled in response. All he could do was shudder and whimper pitifully as the mere contact of her body against his cock sent more pleasure through him than all the sex in his life combined. And that was without her even doing anything to him. Her gentle touches created sensations beyond that.
He should have cum, should have blacked out the moment she first touched him with her toe, but her magic prevented that, prevented his release from the frustration by any means. She laughed as he suffered beneath her. Finally, after half an hour of gentle touches, she felt sufficiently worked up enough, she sat up on his cock, and let her legs wrap around him, straddling his girth. Placing her hands firmly on the sweet spots of his cock, she started to slide back and forth, her pussy lubricating enough to easily slide her whole lower half up and down his length. As she worked herself to another of many, many climaxes she would experience that night, he let out a scream of utter need and anguish.
She’d gotten really furious, huffing and pouting. Due to her size, it had been somewhat comical, a true example of “cute when she’s angry.” “You humans are so dumb!” she said. “I’ll show you!” And with that she’d snapped her fingers. The next thing he knew, he was naked, bound, and floating, and she was flying up to his face. She sat down right on his upper lip, spreading her legs wide to straddle the bottom of his nose. A powerful scent, a sweet but heady musk, emanated straight into his nostrils. For a moment, his mind went fuzzy, and then it sharpened with intense arousal. His penis lurched instantly to full erection. He tried to blow her off, but she snapped her fingers and his lips sealed shut.
“Not interested, huh?” she said, still acting hurt. She reached down and rubbed herself, bringing moisture to her pussy lips, and the scent increased nearly tenfold. As it did, so too did his arousal. His penis quivered with tension, and the first bead of pre-cum was already peeking from the slit. He moaned loudly, and she smiled. She continued to masturbate, taunting him with her natural aphrodisiac until she had rubbed herself to orgasm. When she finished, her little wings fluttered and she floated up, leaving his upper lip moist with her juices, the scent remaining strong.
She slowly made her way down to his member, which strained with the need to be touched. Hovering over him, she reached down with one leg and lightly traced the tip of her tiny toe down his length, from tip to base. He let out a muffled scream through his closed mouth, and his eyes rolled up as a pleasure he’d never felt before shot through him. With a giggle of satisfied amusement, she lowered herself onto his member, stretching across its length.
To keep herself from getting thrown off, she held his cock in place with her magic, so that it was only capable of a linear flexing, but she smiled as the muscles worked rapidly beneath her, feeling his cock tighten and loosen from the base to the head. Pre-cum seeped steadily from the tip, and occasionally she scooted a bit forward to lick at the occasional fat drop suspended at the tip, before it succumbed to gravity and joined the growing pool on his chest. Occasionally, she reached over and tickled at the ridge of the penishead, and giggling as it swelled in response. All he could do was shudder and whimper pitifully as the mere contact of her body against his cock sent more pleasure through him than all the sex in his life combined. And that was without her even doing anything to him. Her gentle touches created sensations beyond that.
He should have cum, should have blacked out the moment she first touched him with her toe, but her magic prevented that, prevented his release from the frustration by any means. She laughed as he suffered beneath her. Finally, after half an hour of gentle touches, she felt sufficiently worked up enough, she sat up on his cock, and let her legs wrap around him, straddling his girth. Placing her hands firmly on the sweet spots of his cock, she started to slide back and forth, her pussy lubricating enough to easily slide her whole lower half up and down his length. As she worked herself to another of many, many climaxes she would experience that night, he let out a scream of utter need and anguish.
That little hand-sized pixie gave me a giant sized boner!