The Troll Under the Bridge.

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OOC: I lost my last post - so I'm going to have to retype it and try again!*sigh*

IC: "Ooooh Percy!" She exclaimed at the first touch of his tongue. It was thick and slightly rough against the sensitive flesh of her sex. Her body hummed to life as he tasted her, gently at first and then with more passion and interest. She moaned, her senses swirling with mixed thoughts and feeling. Quivering thighs parted to make way for his great head more comfortably and her hands reach down to grab handfulls of hair.

With each pass, she tensed and melted all over again, her breathing now coming in short little pants of desire. She urged him on, whispering his name and holding on. No man had dared to do this to her. Many had tried to get close, but she had always brushed them away. A few had stolen a kiss, but she would have never never let this happen. Now this great, ugly troll was taking liberties that most men would have loved. Yet unlike those men, she had a feeling that behind the uglyness, his heart was pure and more beautiful than most. Her body ached, her back arched, but the wall around her heart shattered. He was so gentle, yet filled with passion. In the back of her mind she had to wonder what he would do when this was over? But for now, she was desperately trying to hang on to that thin thread of control that seemed impossible to grasp...

 

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Kethry sighed moaned and arched her back trusting her virginity up to Percy’s eager mouth his tongue lapped as he supped upon her virgin essence. Kethry was sweeter than summer wine the blush, the shame at her nakedness in his presence seemed forgotten at the moment. She panted, sighed and gasped his name over and over again. Kethry’s body arched and trembled at his touch. His clawed fingers move up along the sinuous curve of Kethry’s torso, across the flat plain of her abdomen, gently they cup her small firm breasts

Something deep with in Percy directs each move, caress, of his love.

His Love

Foolish Troll he chides himself she is human she could never love a Troll.

His mouth, tongue, and teeth , as if they had a mind of ther own, now nibble, suckle and tease the hooded guardian now standing fully erect outside of its shelter. Percy breaths in a steady stream of cool air bathing Kethry’s fevered clit, at that same instant a clawed finger rasps across her swollen nipples.

 

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"OH!" She cried out and lost that hold on the thin thread of control. Her hips bucked against his face and sharp pin points of pleasure flooded her with white hot head and bliss. Her breath hitched and held as her body took over. "Yyyeeesss..." She hissed out with her breath and jolted, shuddering, then collapsed heavily against the turf.

Percy seemed to lap up her flow of juices eagerly, which was fine. She was too relaxed now to care, but also extremely sensitive. She wiggled against his face and moaned so softly. Was this the end or only the beginning?

 

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"OH!"…………………………………………. "Yyyeeesss..."

Her voice an exalted explanation, a whispered sigh, a heart felt plea, a command. Kethry’s lithe body bucked withered and shivered under Percy’s mouth, then as her ecstasy seemed to ebb, her petite form relaxed as the waves of her pleasure washed over the golden haired virgin, Percy craving the sweet nectar of Kethry’s essence redoubled his efforts, his mouth feasting on her virginity, his massive hands delighting in the soft silken feel of her flesh, the contrast between supple firm breast and tortured ridged hard nipples. His clawed fingers circled Kethry’s puckered and puffy areolas, they explored to find all the little places that brought the golden haired beauty pleasure. Each time her little body arched to his touch, each time her breathe hitched in her throat, Percy would delight his discovery. And so it went till the afternoon sun hung low in the western sky.

Percy finally kissed his way back up Kethry’s torso, a nip in the soft hallow where hip and thigh join, his tongue hungrily reamed her naval, a sweet genteel kiss to each taunt nipple, then in the most tender of manner Percy’s lips brushed Kethry’s till that kiss built to an uncontrolled passion.

 

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His kiss dazed her all over again. She hadn't left her cloud of pleasure yet...he just kept surprising her. She was pretty sure that this wasn't part of the deal, but didn't care either. His mouth played over hers and kissed her like no other. Her arms wound arouns his thick neck and body arched up against his, one leg wrapping around his leg. He was so big, dwarfing her. If not for his control, she could easily be crushed underneath him.

Kethry wasn't sure how he had done it, but in the short while that she had come to know him, she was already mindless with needs and wants and desires beyong her imagination. This couldn't be natural...this couldn't be right, but if felt like it. She let their kisses go on and on with what seemed like an enternity and drowned in each one, feeling weak and yet alive all at once.

 

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Percy was shocked and very delighted when Kethry kissed him back he sighed a deep troll sigh, a sigh reminiscent of the winds in a mountain vale, Her arms around him her shapely leg curled around is tree trunk of a leg. They where lost drowning in each other’s kisses their hands exploring, pleasing and slowly Percy knew that this was not part of the bargain they had made.

Slowly he rolled to his back, Kethry sprawled across his immense frame nestled in Percy’s coarse auburn hair. Reluctantly he broke their kiss. Their was a great tear shimmering in the corner of his eye. One last time Percy’s thick troll lips gently brushed hers.

He spoke in his deep rumbling voice so much like the crack of thunder, yet this time there was a noticeable trimmer to it.

“Ma belle Chere you said You may...um...'eat' me and then you will let me go?".

The tear trickled down his fury cheek. Percy paused trying to check his emotions.

“And I said “As you wish Mistress Kethry you may leave afterwards if that is your hearts desire.”

There was another long paused as he stroked her silken cheek with the back of his hand.

You kept your promise, I shall keep mine.”

The crack of the Trolls heart breaking could almost be heard in the stillness of the moment.

 

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Her eyes widened softly. He meant to keep his word. Her heart swelled and she smiled down at him. "Thank you...but I..." She found herself blushing again now that desire wasn't clouding her mind as much. A cool breeze hit her skin and made her shiver slightly and yet his body was warm and solid, keeping most of her protected. "Perhaps my heart wants to wait...a little longer...until I can make up my mind." She added carefully. "Would that be alright?"

She wondered where she could even stay. Surely his family didn't want a puny human around. She bit her bottom lip and searched his face, gently swiping away his tears with a soft, little hand.

 

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Percy was lost in the azure blue of Kethry’s eyes as she looked down at him there was a little smile that creased her bowed lips.

“Thank you...but I..."


Again Kethry was bathed in crimson from the tip of her nose to the tips of her toes.

"Perhaps my heart wants to wait...a little longer...until I can make up my mind."

Percy lightened his big eyes searching hers for the truth of her words.

"Would that be alright?"

“Yes Mistress Kethry it will be all right”

Percy’s lips sought hers ass her dainty hand brushed away the tear. And again their passion builds in that single kiss till their tongues dance in each other’s mouths.

 

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She moaned softly into his mouth, happy to hear that he was alright with her choice. They kissed until she pulled back, breathless. "Where will you take me? I don't suppose that we'll be staying under this bridge or will we?" She asked him.

Her fingers toyed with his soft, but matted red hair and smiled, "You know...I'm not meaning to offend, but you could use a good brushing. I've never seen so much hair in my life!"

 

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“No offence taken Mistress Kethry”

He bowed and then handed her a chase sliver brush of the finest workman ship.

He gruffled the troll equivalent of blushing.

You may use this if you wish it was my mother’s and she gave it to me.”

 

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She took the comb and smiled. "It's beautiful...thank you." Sitting up a little, she glance around for something to cover herself with. Thoughtful as well as kind, Percy handed her slip to her and watched her shrug on the material. It was thin and barely covered much, but it made her feel better.

Taking the comb, she began to brush his hair. It snagged instantly and she winced for him. "I'm sorry...I'll try and be as gentle as possible."

 

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For some reason Percy brightened When Kethry asked to brush him no one had done that sense he was a wee stripling. Kethry looked quite fetching in only her shift the neck cut so low that her nipples peeked out every now and then as she brushed him.


“Arrrroooooooh”

He howled when the brush snagged a tangle of matted hair.

"I'm sorry...I'll try and be as gentle as possible."

Percy lost all track of time till his keen ears picked up the distant thudding of hooves, He sat up with a start.

“Night riders come…………………….very bad…………………..steal your soul if you let them…………come we go quick to special place………………………….safe there.”


His speech was halting his tongue thick as it worked around the words of her language

 

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Hi hair was beginning to straighten and actually looked quite lovely with each stroke of the comb. She worked silently, but happily until he spoke again.

“Night riders come…………………….very bad…………………..steal your soul if you let them…………come we go quick to special place………………………….safe there.”

Her eyes widened in fear and she let herself be slept up in his great arms. She didn't dare say a word for fear that these so called night riders would hear. Instead she wound her arms around Percy's great neck and held on as he moved with surprising speed and agility.

The sound of hooves began to dissipate as he moved and she sighed with relief. "You have a dangerous job out here, Percy." She commented softly and then couldn't resist teasing a little. "Although...recently, I guess it has it's perks."

 

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Percy Swept Kethry into his arms then settled her upon his back like a shadow in the night the great troll slip from moon lit patch to shadow. He could feel her little heart beating like a hammer against his back quickly silently he moved till the beat of the hooves faded.

You have a dangerous job out here, Percy."………………………."Although...recently, I guess it has it's perks."

“Sushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Percy had frozen just shih of a clearing bathed in moon light his brow wrinkled in concentration, Where was the foe?

Ahrooooooooooooooooo

The evening stillness was split by the hellish baying of a hound; soon the cal was taken up by others. Only from the area of the great swamp was ther no baying.

We go quick……………………….hellhounds search for us.”

Percy launched his great bulk in a dead run across the moon lit meadow. There was no attempt stealth, just a need for speed and Percy moved as face as he could yet the baying of the Hell hounds closed in on them till perky turned to face the 1st

Its eyes glowed re, its breath stank of sulfur and it countenance made Percy the Troll look almost handsome.

Percy brought down his great fist as the beast lunged snapping its back tow other hounds now closed on the Troll and gone was the genteel poet, and the great beast stood in his place. Percy bellowed twisted, dodged and fought always keeping Kethry away from the snapping jowls once he heard the renting of cloth. Tooth, fang, and claw the battled raged as the troll Made for the Swamp and his special place.

 

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“Sushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

She fell silent and clung to Percy with all her strength. She had never heard of such creatures - at least nothing that seemed real. But when the hellhounds jumped out to attack, she let out a startled cry and buried her face against Percy's great back.

He fought for her, but all she could do was peak every now and then to see if they were getting away from these hellish beasts. She wanted to drop and run for her life, but instinct told her she would never get far.

Percy ran, his breath heavy and labored now as he made way for the swamp. She looked up, seeing the murky waters and wrinkled her nose. The thought of what lay in those waters made her shiver. Unable to contain her unease, she spoke again, "Are you sure this is where we want to be, Percy?" Her voice trembled slightly, feeling slightly nauseous. This was too much. Being taken, almost boiled to death, then seduced and brought great pleasure and now fighting for her life all over again. Her sibblings would never believe her tales if she ever got to speak them.

 

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The hell hounds fangs rent Kethry’s shift and tore it from her body, leaving only the merest of tattered remains between the frightened golden haired beauty and Percy. He grasped the beast’s neck and snapped it as if it was a twig. The faint sounds of hoof beat could be heard in the distance as Percy plunged into the dismal swamp. Soon he was wading thigh deep in the murky water, then chest deep and finally only his great head remained above the waters.

Things moved in that swamp, things that where older than time itself, things that went bump in the night, things that little children where told about to scare them, make them behave well. And the Roll waded on. Yellow, eyes, red eyes, and eyes that appeared to be on fire watched them from a distance

Then the waters began to grow shallow again and before them in the fading light stood the most pleasant little island. There where fir trees, a small neat little cottage that look like it had escaped the French countryside. A little spring babbled and laughed some where just out of sight. Yet this strange little cabin appeared much too small to accommodate the huge troll. Stooping Percy pushed the door open and as he ducked in his size began to change till he was just the perfect size for the cottage. He was still hideous in appearance but know only 6’4” in height and much smaller of frame. Almost, but not quite human in form.

“Rest Mistress Kethry………………..Have what you need.”

Percy disappeared out the cottage door.

He paused.

“No be afraid………………. Kethry………………………….No thing can harm you here.”

Then the Great Troll disappeared into the evening shadows leaving Kethry alone with only the glow of an oil lamp to keep her company.

 

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She had screached in alarm and fright when her shift was torn from her body and clung to Percy with all her might. He was strong and able and made sure the beasts did not harm her, but it was close...so close.

Now safe in the little cabin, a little stunned as she watched Percy leave. Part of her feared that he would not return and leave her to fend for herself, but another said that would never happen. He was too kind hearted.

Naked, she shivered and looked around. It was a one room cabin, with a large bed and table. A fire place and small kitchen with an assortment of pots and pans. She was tired and cold. Seeing no clothing about, she decided she would worry about that a little later. For now, the bed looked welcoming. Taking off the remains of her tattered shift, she dropped it to the floor and crawled under the blankets of the bed and snuggled deep, hugging a pillow close to her body and falling into a deep slumber...

 

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So like an innocent child Percy thought to himself as he put down the large wash tub. Then he was gone again. Even for the Troll it took several trips an nye unto an hour to complete the task he had set for himself.

The water was heated, then scented with lavender, the old copper tube was huge twice Percy height in length and his width in its berth

Percy turned back the covers, lifted the slumbering Kethry and lowered her in to the warm scented water. Lathering a wash rag of rough terry cloth The Huge awkward Troll begins to wash the grime of the dismal swamp from her. Percy if nothing else was a very diligent Troll. He bathed Kethry’s neck then her ivory shoulders Now the swarm soapy rag caressed the curve of her proud little breasts and rasped across Kethry’s stiffening nipples.

 

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She gasped softly, her eyes opening to stare up into his face. "I fall asleep and wake up in a tub...I don't think that's ever happened." She joked a little, but then moaned when he made another pass with her washcloth.

Kethry let herself be pampered by Percy...a very different, but exciting experience when in the past only her maid was allowed to help her bathe. She watched in fascination as he moved from her upper body to her legs. Each tiny foot he took great care in washing, then each leg, thigh and finally slipped the cloth between her legs. Her body shuddered as it rasped against the sensitive flesh of her sex and she gripped the tub for support. "Oh..." She breathed out, surprised that she still felt tingly from their earlier play.

Clean and feeling gloriously warm and alive, Kethry smiled up at Percy and slid a hand against his arm, "Perhaps you should take a bath also, Percy...I could wash you. It would only be fair..." She said softly and wondered if he would let her do such a thing.

 

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Kethry slowly stirred under Percy’ ministrations a half waif like smile creasing her face, slowly her eyes fluttered open., Again the deep crimson blush then only rose pink tinges her ivory cheeks. A long decadent;

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh as Percy scrubbed her golden fleece.


A come hither smile now Kethry’s hand rest upon his arm, desire grows in the great Troll’s heart.

"Perhaps you should take a bath also, Percy...I could wash you. It would only be fair..."

Her voice soft and clear like a waterfalls heard from a distance.

“Yes that would be quite delight full Mistress Kethry. Percy great furry bulk slid into the tub to join Kethry he fumbled a bit, turn this way and that, but comfort allude him , till at last Percy hand around her slender waist placed the petite Miss on his lap.

“Yeas Kethry a bath would be nice.

And with that the Troll leaned forward, his eyes holding Kethry’s and his lips brushed hers in the most, innocent , yet some how the most erotic of kisses

 

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She had been in this position before, but now she was naked. Kethry wasn't quite sure what to make of it, but the kiss sealed her heart and made her smile. "You can just call me, Kethry, Percy. Misstress just seems so...formal and I think we are past formalities." She giggled and blushed and took hold of the bar of soap he had been using.

Working up a lather in her dainty hands, she began to rub the soapy suds over Percy's great chest and arms. It was odd bathing a Troll. She had bathed babies in the past and a few small animals, but nothing as great as Percy. He seemed to be all muscle and hair and his skin was tough.

She worked hard, her hands making sure every square inch she could reach was clean. Kethry made quite a little sight in front of him. Small, proud breasts gently giggled and bounced as she worked in the suds. Her body moving back and forth on his lap and occasionally brushing up against his abdomen and chest.
The sensation wasn't completely lost to her...it was rather warming. Leaving her a little flushed and a lot tingly.

With a great sigh, she looked up at him. "Rinse and I'll try and get your head and...other parts..."

 

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Originally posted by Ashkeyana0418 . "You can just call me, Kethry, Percy. Mistress just seems so...formal and I think we are past formalities." She giggled and blushed …………..Working up a lather in her dainty hands, she began to rub the soapy suds over Percy's great chest and arms…………………She worked hard, her hands making sure every square inch she could reach was clean. Kethry made quite a little sight in front of him. Small, proud breasts gently giggled and bounced as she worked in the suds. Her body moving back and forth on his lap and occasionally brushing up against his abdomen and chest…………………………With a great sigh, she looked up at him. "Rinse and I'll try and get your head and...other parts..."

Again those clear blue eyes, her golden hair wild, wet, stray strands cling to her smooth ivory cheek.

Yes Percy was kind, sensitive , with the heart of a poet, yet he was only a Troll, not even human by the normal definition,

Percy’s lips brushed Kethry’s soft, tender, inviting was that kiss, yet demanding in its own way.

“Kethry……………………….want you,…………………need you……………….MAKE LOVE WITH ME.”

It was a plea, a prayer, a command, it was these entire thing and yet none of them. It was merely Percy’s heart speaking clear and simple.

Again their lips meet before Kethry can say

No you stupid Troll.

his tongue slides across her full pouty lower lip, along the ridge of her perfectly even snow white teeth, Then into the sweet confines of her mouth and for the 1st time the Troll Percy taste Kethry’s sweet mouth. The kiss, at least on Percy’s part deepens into an erotic coupling and his thick boorish tongue Dance in the golden virgin’s mouth

 

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“Kethry……………………….want you,…………………need you……………….MAKE LOVE WITH ME.”

Percy's words rang through her mind as he kissed her. His larger, rougher tongue invading her mouth. It was all new and terribly exciting. She moaned softly into his mouth and wound her arms around his great neck, pressing her naked body against his as he plundered her with kisses.

When he finally drew back, she was dazed, her eyes half lidded and lips slightly swollen from his kisses. "Percy...can we? You're so...big and I'm so small." She breathed, loving the way his hair roughened skin and great bulky body seemed to envelope her.

Great arms came around her and lifted her up. Water sloshed this way and that as he stepped out. She clung to him, a little wide eyed and nervous. Before setting her down, he kissed her again and she melted. Her body going slack as he tasted her mouth and then dipped his head to suckle on her proud little breasts.

 

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Soft, mewing moans, sighs, she breathed into that kiss of innocent passion, of pure physical lust, a lust to share all as they shared that kiss, shared the same breathe of life.

There was no doubt that Percy was excited by the golden haired beauty, his great trunk of desire was ridged and pressed against the smooth flat plain of Kethry’s abdomen. She broke that kiss, her eyes half lidded heavy with the desire that coursed through them both.

“"Percy...can we? You're so...big and I'm so small."”

Kethry’s voice was filled with all the emotions that must of coursed through her at that moment, …..need,……………….desire………………..fear………………………longing………….and virginal innocents, a innocents that Kethry seemed more than ready to discard.


Percy carried her to the simple bower that served as his bed. The soft fresh fir bows covered in a carpet of moss, lavender and fresh moan grass. His lips worshiped her taunt nipples , the curve of her proud breasts. How could he answer her question, he simply let his spirit mix with hers, his body shrunk a little, was a bit more compact, yet he was still an impressive muscular specimen of his kind. Again as under the bridge he Manger la bell femme. He feasted on her innocent dewy nectar, lashed her innocent flower with his massive tongue.

“Kethry this place is magic and all is possible Ma Chere.”

He rolled on his great back and eased the petite golden virgin astride him.

“Yet only if it is your desire.”

 

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She was beginning to feel at ease with her nakedness and pushed herself up on one elbow, gazing down at him. "I think I desire it..." She blushed at her words, knowing that she sounded incredibly naive. "I know that I've liked everything you've done so far and I ache for more. I just don't know what more will be like." She stated honestly.

Gently her hands traced the dips and ridges of his chest, her hands brushing over soft hair as she smiled down into his face. She had judged him to be ugly before and perhaps he was to most who looked at him. But now he seemed to have more character. He hasn't handsome, but there was just something...maybe it was because his heart was so wonderful, she didn't know, but she liked it none the less.

"Show me, Percy...what it can be like..." She whispered softly.