Labyrinth

Sarah

Sarah watched the crystal, hesitantly reaching for it, not quite sure if it was the right decision, but for the moment going with something other then her brain...
 
Jareth:

Jareth smiled his wicked smile as Sarah's hand wrapped about the Crystal. "I take that as an acceptance..." Jareth breathed as he tossed the crystal up into the air. "You belong to me now!" He said tauntingly as a strange floating sensation fluttered through Sarah's body. She Found that she was now clothed in a similar, but feminine manner as Jareth. Jareth smiled and laid her back onto the bed, kissing her. "I have waited for so long for you to become mine completely!" His hands were all over her, it was amasing. Sarah couldn't think, Jareth's hands, his mouth, his words, they were stealing her mind. She felt diferent though, powerful, magical somehow. Jareth opened her shirt and touched her breasts now, his mouth pressed gently to hers.
 
Sarah

Sarah moaned softly. She stroked her hands through his hair.

"God, Jareth, I've wanted this for so long..."
 
Jareth:

"As have I Sarah, as have I..." Jareth breathed against her bra covered breast. He had already made her soul his and now he intended do the same to her body. Peeling her free of her cloths all Sarah could do was marvel at his amasing beauty. It was so strong of a feeling that his nearness brought to her heart that she could barely breath.

She was now striped to her panties and bra and already her body was humming for release. "Tell me Sarah, how do you want me to please you?" Jareth asked as he laid at her side, his light fingers dancing along her flat stomach to her breasts.
 
Grant hid. He didn't know what was coming, but he knew it wasn't friendly, anything that big couldn't be friendly.
The big lug walked out, and looked around. He made a comment about a bad smell, which Grant gave him a mean look, but he walked on.
Grant came out with a bit of happiness. The terror was over.
"Well what do we do now?"
He looked up, the fairy was still there.
"We? What we? There is no we?"
The fairy flew over to him, "Now there is. YOu asked me my name. I am in service to you now."
"Service?"
"Yes, I am here to serve you."
Grant was puzzled, "Until when."
"Until you don't need serving anymore silly."
Grant smiled a guardian fairy? What a way to live. It would make things easier.
He looked down the path, east or west, "Which one?"
The fairy flew both ways, before coming back, "Left. We go left."
The fairy landed on his shoulder, as Grant walked left.
 
Jareth:

Jareth trailed his slim, silky fingers along Sarah's inner thigh. It sent a shiver through her, and as he pressed them against the thin fabric of the panties that hid her from him she breathed in sharply. He smiled as he looked down into her eyes. As he seemed to gaze into her eyes his smile only increased. He stood up quickly and took Sarah by the arm, bringing her to her feet as well, week though they were. In a flash he had wheeled her in front of a mirror and was supporing her against his body. "Look Sarah, look at what I have given you!" He breathed in excitment as he made her look into the mirror. In it she saw that she now shared the mismatched eyes that marked him as the goblin king. "You are now my queen!" He sighed as he pressed his lips againts her neck with a sudden passion.
 
Fireys

Dancing around the fire under the trees the Fireys whirl and twist, occasionally removing arms and legs to throw them into the air or use them as bats and toys.
This was a band of all female Fireys, interbred with human stock. Red-haired, voluptuous naked women, with detachable parts.
As they sang and danced a man walked into their circle.
Luckily all the fireys had replaced all their parts and looked normal.. for now.

The man blushed as he realised all the women were naked..
"Uh.. Hi," he said "My name is Grant. I wonder if you could help me"

With delighted chatter the Fireys surrounded him, stroking him...
 
Sarah

Sarah looked in the mirror, but instead of shock, or horror, she was filled with a deep peace and feeling of belonging. As though this was were she should have always been...

"I...Jareth, Thank you..." she turned and caught his lips, pulling his mouth against hers in a sudden hurried need. Her tongue hesitantly traced his soft lips...
 
Jareth:

Cupping Sarah's face in his hands Jareth deepened their kiss and once more returned to the bed with her. He laid her down on her back, easing his tight trousers off. Before another moment had past he was laying against Sarah's body, she felt him throbbing against her cunt and she opened fully to him, her hands snuck between their hot empassioned bodies and slipped the fabric of her panties free of the mouth of her cunt. In mere seconds he thrust quickly and deep into her, his lips burned with carnal hunger against hers.
 
Grant felt someone press against him. He smiled.
"I was wondering where the..."
hands caressed his ass and legs. A shock went through him. He had never felt this way before. It was soo good.
"Come and stay. We have something to show you."
He was taken to a chair, with a few touches and stroked to go along with it.
The women, he thought they were women, but their movement was soo odd, almost erotic... more erotic than anything he knew.
The small fairy flew up to him, "We have to..."
A jar closed over her, Grant didn't even care. He watched the women with great interest.
What a show...
 
Sarah

Sarah moaned in slight pain and extreme pleasure. To finally feel his hard throbbing cock in her at last. The helping hands had made her wet enough to take him, and if if they hadn't, from the moment Jareth touched her she had been aroused beyond reason.

"God! Yes Jareth..." she thrust upward, grinding against him. She nipped his jaw lightly, licking lower and sucking on his neck, as she raked her nails down his back.
 
Jareth:

Jareth felt Sarah's small spasm of pain at the first thrust and eased down on her again, his eye's seemed to burn into her soul, his power over her was irefutable now... He posessed her in every way posible. He had made her like him... She didn't know the rules of it yet, didn't know what it ment for her... After this, their first time with each other he would give her time to rest then he would explain to her what he had done... But for the moment he flung himself into Sarah's willing and passionate embrace. Her adult fantasies had served her well, they had given Jareth the ability to feel her as deeply as she felt herself... He could do naught but moan against her sweat coated skin.
 
Sarah

Sarah cryed out in pleasure as she thrust upward again, nuzzling downward and nipping his throat. She didn't know what was going to happen between them tomorrow, or even in a few hours, but for now they were one mass of writhing flesh, needing release and the touch of someone they had wanted for a long time.
 
Jareth:

"Sarah! I love you. I have always loved you. Which is why I have always done as you asked!" Jareth was panting against her skin, confessing his heart that in a way SHE had given him. Finding Sarah's mouth once more he expressed his love through the passion of long hot kisses instead of words.
 
Sarah

Sarah's eyes filledc with tears at Jareth's words. The words she had longed to hear for so long...She kissed him back with equal need and love, pulling back only to murmur to him softly.

"And I have always loved you Jareth...Even when I didn't understand, I loved you..."
 
Fireys

The Fireys moved with fast flickering motions, sensual and exotic movements. Their nimble fingers plucking at Grants clothing, pulling his garments from his body, tugging and pulling him to the ground. Within seconds hands were stroking him, arousing him. Lithe fingers curling around his growing erection.
 
Grant giggled. He couldn't believe this. Not even his fantasies fantasies were this good.
"Stop that, it tickles."
One of the girls laughed, grabbing his shorts. He was now naked, under at least a dozen women. They wiggled and moved close to him.
Grant tried to get up, but was forced back down, with gentle but firm hands.
"Ladies, I love this as much as the next guy, but.."
a woman kissed him in med sentence. It was long and wonderful. He closed his eyes, kissing her back. She tasted soo good. Hands and, what felt like snakes came over his body.
He smiled, no not snakes, tongues. Grant felt himself being pulled onto his back, and the women started ravishing him. His body was covered in saliva and sweat within minutes. Every inch of him was explored by the women.
Grant couldn't have picked a better place to stop for the night.
 
Jareth:

Sarah had no idea how many hours had passed while Jareth made love to her. The only thing that mattered was their union. All else was forgotten. For her first time with a man... She stopped to think this over now though as Jareth stood and dressed. He wasn't even a man, he was something dreamed up, something of imagination. She shook the thought from her mind, he sure as hell had felt real enough! He turned to Sarah now, fully dressed once more, he offered out to her, her cloths and turned to look into the mirror in the room as she dressed. He smiled as he watched her image in the mirror. She had no idea what he had done to her meant...
 
The Fireys

One of the Fireys, seeing the opportunity, knelt down straddling Grants head. Lowering her pussy to his mouth she began to moan as his tongue slithered out and began to bathe her slit. His tongue tracing the contours of her nether lips, reaching out further and moving faster as he became more and more aroused by the others ravishing his body. She begain to moan louder as his lips, teeth and tongue worked at her pussy.

Other hands and tongues were stroking and licking Grants cock, pulling on it firmly, lifting his balls and tugging at them too. Grant began to moan a little with pain mixed in with pleasure and tried to wriggle out from under the firey on his face, but too many hands were holding him down.

Overwhelmed he barely registered that the moans of the woman above him seemed to be moving far more than he could account for. They seemed to move from one side to the other very quickly and her moans went up and down in volume.
The Firey on Grants face couldn't resist it. The only way she could be fully pleasured was if her friends tossed her head around while she was being licked out. Reaching up she lifted her head and tossed it to her sister. Her sister and her best friend were happy to oblige, throwing the moaning head back and forth, chucking it this way and that so that it got a head spin. (Excuse the pun. "light-headed" wouldn't have been good either but you know what I mean!)

Her body responding to the stimulus of the head throwing and the pussy licking she climaxed on Grants tongue, her juices drenching his face, her moans reaching a peak as she shuddered and writhed in ecstacy.

Gradually, once the woman on top of him subsided, Grant began to take notice of the comments of the Fireys and lying there with a woman on his face he began to get concerned.

"His cock don't come off?"

"Why don't his cock come off?"

"It must come off!"

"What are you doing with a cock that don't come off?"

"Don't you want to take it off?"

Hearing this Grant, pushed the woman from his face and was astonished at the spectacle before him.

The one he had been licking for instance, her head was tucked under another ones arm. Scattered about the fire were other small groups, arms that wern't attacted to bodys, but were instead pinching nipples and plunging their fingers into cunts. One woman had even removed her head and was licking herself!



What will Grant do? How will he react? Will he find what he's looking for? Will his family jewels be stolen? Tune in as soon as Poohlive has posted to find out...
 
Ooc: OH MY GOD!!!!!
That's all I'm saying...


Grant stood up, grabbing his clothes. It's not that he didn't mind the whole amputee fetish thing, it's just that he didn't do that.
"I think I have to go."
Someone grabbed his arm, "No, stay. Please stay, we would like to share your cock, as soon as we can take it off."
Somehow Grant's cock reacted to that. He grimaced at the thought.
"No, I really have to get going. It's been fun, I hope to see you ladies around."
Someone stood up, looking a bit angered, " Get him."
A flood of woman were after Grant. He simply dropped his clothes and ran.
The fairy was waiting for him at the edge of the forest, "I told you..."
Grant didn't pay her any attention, he simply ran.
Someone tackled him from behind. He went down hard, rolling on the soft grass.
"I got him," she screamed, holding hism firm.
For having dismembering limbs, she was quite strong, and sexy as well. Grant tried to escape the grip, but it was as tight as a steel trap.
"A little help here?" he looked at the fairy.
"What am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know, kick her ass with your wand."
"I'm not Tinkerbell, I don't have a wand."
Grant began thrashing wildly, "Then what the hell do you do?"
"Just advise you on what to do.... " she added, almost sarcastically, " or what not to do."
Grant felt his heart drop, she had told him not to stay. Well he was going to get it now.
The other ladies ran up, looking at him with greedy eyes.
Somehow, Grant's cock remained hard through all of this, he closed his eyes...
 
The Fireys

The Fireys, seeing him beginning to submit to them, renewed their sexual play around him. Teasing his nipples, twisting and pulling at them, they seemed facinated that he couldn't remove any of his parts. After a short enthusiastic discussion they decided they would take turns pulling his cock until it came off.

Thin, long fingers wrapped around his shaft rather tightly and moved up and down firmly. They could hear Grant begin to moan, and thinking that it might be working and that they would soon have his cock to share, they worked it even harder.

As one Firey tired another would take her place without missing a beat, pumping his cock with vigour.

Fireys were gathered all around his body like vultures, two Fireys had moved down to his feet, each one rubbing her wet pussy slit on his bare toes. Two others had made him stretch his arms out to the sides, flat on the ground and palms up. Bending his fingers upwards they had sat on his hands, some fingers slipping into their cunts, and others pressing against their asses. Another one, seeing none had yet claimed his face and tongue, took that position. With all this sexual activity delighting his body it wasn't long before Grant began to struggle against a climax.

Yet another Firey, deciding on a different technique, took over the manipulation of his cock. leaning forward she took him into her mouth. Sucking hard at it, moving her lips up and down his shaft she worked at him as another began to squeeze and pull at his balls.

Unable to restrain himself any longer (and its been a super-human effort Grant, congratulations :) ) Grants cock began to pulse. Surprised at the change in the cock the Firey sucking him off (yes I know, another stupid pun, but I couldn't resist that one) sat back. Still holding his cock and continuing to pump it she exclaimed to the others

"Girls! I think I've done it.. its about to come off!"

They all turned to look at the great moment when his cock would be detached and were all surprised when, with a great groan, the head of it exploded, spattering a good many of the girls sitting on him with a creamy substance.

"Oh NO!" they screamed, "We've popped it!"

"Its broken!"

"Its gone all funny and limp"

"What are we going to do?"

"RUN!"



Helter skelter they lept up and ran from Grant, bare limbs flashing as they occasionally had to stop for a dropped arm or leg.

In moments they were out of sight
 
After he had regained his breath, Grant stood up, looking around.
"Wham bam, thank you man?"
He chuckled at that statement, looking around. The fairy had a stern look.
"What do you want?"
She simply said nothing.
"Oh, thanks for all your help."
She rolled her eyes, "What did you want me to do?"
"Maybe go get someone, they were going to dismember me."
She used her tiniest voice, "Oh help... help... fire... someone help."
The fairy laughed with a fury, " I can't leave you... and no one would believe me. Face it, you and me are stuck together..."
Grant looked around, his clothes were back at the camp, but fuck is he was going back there.
He decided it was best to just leave, clothes or not.
Grant walked into the forest, a softening cock between his legs, and a slight smile on his lips.
He started licking his fingers...
 
Snuggle

Stripping off her designer clothes Snuggle dove into the cool water of the lake with barely a splash. Her perfectly proportioned body moving sinuously beneath the surface as she swam.

Gliding effortlessly towards the far side she let her mind wander to what she was going to give for her mother and fathers 20th wedding anniversary. Her mother Huggle wouldn't want anything too expensive, but would be very disappointed if Snuggle got something cheap. She knew her father, Hoggle would be just as grumpy as ever and would be quite happy with a fairy in a jar for him to kill.

She shuddered at the thought. Sure, fairys chewed up the roses, but they wern't as bad as the fireys who just traipse through the roses leaving fingers and toes behind when they got caught on the thorns. Snuggle found a whole foot once that had stepped on a fallen branch and was fill of thorns. That was pretty gruesome, but, well sharks grow new teeth every few days, it was logical that the fireys grew new limbs when they lost them. Actually, Snuggle rather liked fairies - rather like large, talking butterflies.

Reaching the other side of the small lake, Snuggle stepped up onto a rock outcropping and under the gentle fall of a waterfall. Turning this way and that, reaching her arms up to wash her hair, she relaxed in the shower of water.

Her creamy skin glowing from under the flow, her body slim and graceful. She had been told by her friends that she looked just like Elle McPherson. To be honest, she thought so too, but she was never too gauche to admit it out loud.

Twisting and turning, she completed her bathing and stood, face upturned to the water, letting it flow over her body until she felt she was part of it. Sensitive from the watery massage her nipples began to tighten. Running a hand down her smooth flat stomach her fingers gravitated towards the trim patch of hair. Burrowing their way through her pussy lips, her fingers found her hooded clit. Teasing it out with the moving water and her finger tips she began to moan.

She was seeking that moment when her whole body would tremble... all four foot of it.
 
Grant peered closer.
"This is illegal you know."
He shushed the fairy, "It's only illegal if you get caught."
She gave him a mean sigh, but said no more. Grant tried to get a closer look, there was no one around. He was free and clear.
He took an uneasy glance around, would he be back? Grant didn't know, the man had shed his clothes, and then walked inside the house.
This would have been odd behavior, but the thing he saw a few hours earlier made any odd behavior seem almost normal. He quickly grabbed the clothes, and ran off.
"See, a perfect fit."
The fairy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you look like Brad Pitt."
Grant looked at her, "Who?"
"An actor, he's famous in your world."
"Never heard of him."
"Well, he is. Are you calling me a lyer?"
"I am, I know a little bit more about my world than you do."
"You have been away for a long time."
"And you haven't been there at..."
She silences him, "There's someone over there?"
Grant looked over, he couldn't see anyone. It was simply a pool of water, and a rock with a...
She was beautiful.
His heart skipped a beat, she was gorgeious. His mouth fell open, and a small amount of drool skipped to the ground. She was perfect.
"Watch out..."
The earth under him gave way, and he fell into the pool. Grant sam up for air, knowing that she was looking at him. He tried to not look back, he couldn't, but somehow he did.
They stared at each other from across the pool. The moonlight reflected off the water, and gave both of their faces a seductive tone.
The fairy came down, a bit annoyed, "You see, I told you..."
Grant blushed, brighter than he was before.
 
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