The Fae Stones: Prelude, John Ross

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha dove once again for his trousers, and had begun unbuttoning them, her small hands trying to work quickly, so they wouldn't lose the trail. The Fae games when they played with their bodies had begun to bore her, so surely there was nothing this man could do that would shock her, so she tried her best to get his fall open. She was naked already, so all she needed to do was get up on top of him and ride him until she came.

Right?

 

[PJ6u]

Well this one certainly has a desire and need for cock, John thought. So time to help her since she's struggling and apparently had an earnest need for a good, hard fuck.

"Allow me dear, I'll get this undone", he gently removed her prying fingers from around his fly and cock, hold her hands in one of his he used the other one to unfasten his fly and belt. He allowed his trousers to fall to his ankles, kicked off his shoes and stepped out, his large member swaying in front of her face.

"There, that should do it, now to get you ready," he took her up in his arms, and laid her on the floor, kneeling between her legs, kissing her thighs as his lips made their way to her pussy.

 

[faerun_girl]

"W--wait! John Ross! What are you doing?!" Sorcha was suddenly on her back--how did he move that fast? She had just seen the largest cock in her life, as the Fae members couldn't even compare (not that they couldn't mimic it, but this one was huge on its own).

She felt him kissing her thighs in such a curious manner that she had to blush. "No, not like that--You have to put it in now..We have to find them!!" she arched her back when his mouth met her nether lips, and Sorcha was no longer quite sure what she had asked him to do.

She asked him to fuck her, but this was what he was doing? What was going on?

 

[PJ6u]

"No, not like that--You have to put it in now..We have to find them!!"

Damn but she had one thing on her mind. His hands opened her legs wider, as his tongue explored her sex, lightly licking her walls. He found what he was looking for and began flicking her clit into life.

 

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha felt her midsection melt the moment his tongue met her clit, as if he knew a part of her body she had no idea about. His much larger frame held her down, and her pale naked body shone in the drawing room light.

She began to mewl and held onto his hair as her pussy dripped nectar onto the carpet beneath them. "John Ross...what...I...What are you doing?"

 

[PJ6u]

John nipped her clit then raised his face from her sex, both coated in her nectar, and crawled over her placing himself next to her. He laid on his side, one hand hold his head up the other on top of her pussy, finger tip making small circles around her mons, keeping gentle pressure on her clit. His cock hard and hot was resting on her flat tummy.

He gave her a cum wet kiss on her cheek.

"Dear Sorcha, you must remember that you should not be demanding of humans. Always try and be polite, even if you feel they should know and understand your urgency. So," he gently slipped two fingers into her pussy, noting the tightness of her as he probed."how do you properly ask a question? Ask again like a good girl now...."

 

[faerun_girl]

For some reason, even if John Ross only put fingers inside her, his closeness made her reel, and she felt like her whole body was trembling.

She felt something hard and hot bouncing on her stomach, and knew it was his cock, and she was right--it was bigger than anything she'd taken before.

His finger was messing up her insides, and it was too much, he was pressing and pressing places that felt too good.

"S--Sir, please, what are you doing? W--We must fuck now really hard to...To find them!" his fingers were like magic, and her eyes almost rolled up into her head with how his fingers probed her slick nether lips.

 

[PJ6u]

He chuckled silently, and slipped a third finger inside her cunt. He could feel her beginning to stretch out. Very good.

"That's a better version of the question. I'm getting you stretched out and wet so I'll fit inside of you. Do you not like how I am playing with you dear?"

 

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha now had to raise her legs—it felt too good! He was making her slit weep, her juices leaking out more and more with each stroke of his fingers. She found herself turning to him, clinging into his jacket as he plied her with his fingers.

“John Ross sir...This is not...not how to find...” she couldn’t finish her sentence, because she was suddenly cumming, an unprecedented event given the Fae had never done that to her before, and she arched up into his hand.

And she knew where they were, with his human male who gave her what she wanted with only a few fingers.

Maybe if he fucked her she’d even see their faces.

 

[PJ6u]

He watched her body rise as her orgasm came on suddenly. She really needs to loosen up more. He pulled her on top of him, kissing her lips tenderly.

"So let's see if I can fit into you dear"

 

[faerun_girl]

She couldn’t think for a moment after she orgasmed just from his hand. Whatever he did to her, it scrambled her senses and made her soft and pliant.

When she realized what was happening, Sorcha was on top of John Ross, and there was a blunt object prodding at her soaked entrance.

He was large and solid beneath her, and he could quite easily lift her if he wanted. She looked up hazily at him.

“Will...will you fuck me now, John Ross?” She asked dreamily, as if she were the human under the Fae spell and not the other way around, as it was supposed to be.

 

[PJ6u]

John smiled at her. well, a quick finger fuck seems to be a way to get her to calm down, note to self for later, he thought.

"Dear girl, you must always use please when you request something from someone." He kissed her forehead, his hands firmly grasping her hips, he lifted her, positioning her wet pussy lips on top of his cock head. "And the answer is yes," and with that he pushed her down onto his thick cock.

 

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha never moaned in her life the way she moaned when John Ross lowered her onto his cock for the first time, the slickness of her sex only making the sensations more intense. He stretched her like no Fae male ever had, and he has hot and pulsing in her channel.

He felt so strong, and she had to hold onto his hands in her hips for balance herself.

“John Ross!” She cried out, and whimpered as he filled her, her tight sex stretching to accommodate his girth. “So..huge...”

 

[PJ6u]

John heard her moan, a keening of pleasure that about took his wits from him. He stopped pushing into her, stopping to allow her tunnel stretch to accommodate his girth. Also, to gain control of his own rising lust. She was beyond tight, and he wondered if he should continue for fear of hurting her.

He started to lift her off of his member, and felt her pussy almost sucking him back in. He felt her pressure ease a bit and he pushed her down hard again, filling more of her. He paused, lifted, and pushed. Pause, lift, thrust. His world had narrowed to filling her pussy with his member.

 

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha couldn’t stop whimpering, her thighs trembling as she let this large human man lift her up and down his huge cock, that seemed to go deeper and deeper each time he entered, all the while stretching her slit open the farthest she had ever been stretched.

Human men were completely different from the Fae.

“John Ross, please,” she asked, her voice like a sweet kitten. “Please, harder...you feel so good...”

 

[PJ6u]

Well, there's a switch, he thought. She's finally learning to say please. If it's harder she wants, there are means to give that to her. He lifted Sorcha off of his member entirely, her honey running down her thighs. He placed her on the floor next to him, and rolled her onto her tummy, on top of her discarded dress.

"Harder it is, since good girls who ask correctly get what they ask for". He pulled her hips up off the floor, and pushed his whole member into her sopping cunt, still tight despite the initial intrusion he made moments before.

 

[faerun_girl]

Sorcha has never been manhandled in such a manner, a larger man lifting her and rolling her into the carpet. She felt so small.

She barely had time to suck in a breath when she was set into position and she felt a blunt object stuffed inside her dripping snatch. She felt him lift her hips up, and the angle brought his tip deep within her channel, almost touching her cervix. She’d never felt more taken in her entire life.

 

[PJ6u]

John started humping her in earnest. The pull, the push, the constant back and forth motion helped him work deeper into her tunnel. By the fourth or fifth stroke he was push hard against her cervix with each stroke. I'm only using half of this cock inside of her, so he kept pushing hard, kept ramming his tool into her to get more of him into her.

 

[faerun_girl]

“Oh...oh...there please...” she moaned again, her slit dripping her nectar around his cock, her thighs coated with her own juices. Her pale backside and pinkish tear hole were all there for his view, and she began to tremble, wanting more and more of his huge rod inside her.

“Don’t stop please, John Ross, put it all in. In my womb please!” She said desperately, her Fae eyes dilating as her orgasm neared, and he would only notice then that the ears hidden by her hair were slightly pointed.

 

[PJ6u]

He grunted and pushed harder, his cock head slipping deeper into her depths, pushing hard against her cervix. He wondered if he was going to break her, that would be off-putting about now.

"H-how does a good g-girl ask for something pet?", John panted. He was close, but damn it she was goign to learn manners!

 

[faerun_girl]

“P—please, John Ross, Sir, please fuck me in..in my womb..” she mewled, her soft voice carrying a faint tone of desperation and obedience to him, her hips moving in tandem with his.

She was so close to one of the hardest orgasms in her life, and this human man brought her there in mere minutes. At that moment, finding the Fae children were the furthest from her mind, as his cock chased away all thought except to feel his whole length inside her.

 

[PJ6u]

He pushed his large cock head against her cervix opening hard, and felt it expand, and pushed his member into her womb. He stopped pounding, holding himself deep inside of her.

John caught his breath, waited for two seconds for any cries of pain from Sorcha. Hearing none he continued to hump, now pumping his cock deep into her womb.

 

[faerun_girl]

Her half Fae body was sweet and soft under him and she felt him enter her womb and reach her deepest part, his cock claiming her where none had ever gone before. She screamed, and in just two strokes of his large cock in her womb, she cried out his name, her wet channel, cervix, and womb milking him as much as she could, coaxing him to cum in her sweet hole.

Sorcha felt like John Ross had thrown her consciousness to the highest she could reach, and she even saw the street where they could find their mark, along with the stars that came with an orgasm as intense as this one.

 

[PJ6u]

He felt her whole body convulse and shake with pleasure, as her orgasm was released. John couldn't hold back, and he erupted inside of her, filling her womb with his seed. Still inside her the couple collapsed onto their side, John wrapping his arm around Sorcha, pulling her close to him, and they both rode out their mutual pleasure.

He didn't know how long they laid there on the floor, breathing hard, cum puddling under and around them. He pushed an arm under her head, now cradling her whole body with his. It could have been a minute, or an hour. But the light was fading quickly from the room when he finally moved.

He brushed her hair away from her ear, exposing the unique pointed shape, and he kissed her ear, then her neck, tasting the sweat on her skin.

"You Sorcha, are learning how to be a good girl. We leave in the morning."

 

[faerun_girl]

“London. Carnaby Street.” She whispered, as she felt John Ross spill his seed directly in her womb. His cock twitched inside her deepest womanly part, and her fluttering insides made sure to milk him of every drop he had to give at the time.

“London. Carnaby Street.” She said again, as her partner (and now lover) kay down next to her, cuddling her close, still not pulling out of her.

She fell asleep there, her slit full of his seed and leaking cream, uncaring that Cook never returned with the tea tray and that her dress was ruined. She heard him say they would leave in the morning, but she knew she hadn’t spoken to all her companions on this mission yet.

They would see.