As I entered the forest, the signs to the village of BellVisan appeared almost right away. I flew for an hour or so and I came upon a tavern. Being twilight, I decided to enter and ask for lodgings right away. The barkeep directed me to the elf who ran the inn, who shook her head and said that they were all out of rooms, but that she was happy to let me sleep in the barn if I had no other place to go. I decided to take her up on her offer.
Being a fairy, I'm usually very cautious by nature. I don't travel at night. My wings glow with purple light if I alight and fly, usually attracting a lot of attention in a quiet dark forest. Only the song of the Targetor tree is a safe place if I ever catch myself in a forest. The glow of the tree usually can hide me, and its constant murmur hides the sound of my flying if I make myself small enough.
As I walked over to the back of the tavern, looking for the barn, I heard a neighing sound directing me to the barn. I walked over and saw an elf and a werewolf chatting on the floor of the barn. I sat down quietly in the far corner and heard them talking to each other. They seemed to be talking about the whorehouse next door and lowered their voices in hushed tones as I walked in. Obviously the werewolf had visited the place as he described the whorehouse in elaborate detail. He was saying that they had multiple rooms setup and the guys in the whorehouse were elves, werewolves, dwarfs. He said in a low voice, looking at me that he wished they had pixies in the whorehouse and that he had heard a lot about sex with pixies. He was forgetting that we fairies have super hearing.
I sat there in my corner with my eyes averted away when the elf came and introduced himself as Myrandan, and I responded that my name was Kalan. He asked why a fairy would be traveling through the enchanted forest and I told him that I had an uncle who wanted me working his fields which lay on the other side of the forest and I was passing through.
He looked at me from head to toe and bit his lip. I was bare chested and my firm shoulders and back were exposed. The only cloth I had on me was my loin cloth tied around my waist and covering my nether regions. I had a few necklaces around my neck that my brothers and sisters had given me in farewell and a leather bracelet on my wrist. My long hair flowed to around my shoulders. He looked back at the werewolf and whispered to me that my journey had hidden dangers that I should be aware of.
I looked at Myrandan, who was dressed in sheepskin from head to toe. He carried a quiver of arrows on his back and I saw his bow rested against the wall. He was slim and tall. He had a grace about him as he walked and talked. He looked dignified and composed. I smiled at his comment and told him that fairies rarely need to arm themselves to escape a dangerous situation. We simply trick and hide away in plain sight I told him.
He apologized for sounding patronizing in a low voice while I asked him about his friend. Myrandan had just met the werewolf before I had walked in. Now, the werewolf walked over to us and introduced himself as ScarletRage. He was very hairy and walked with a majestic sense of self. He had an air of authority and asked me what I was doing on this cold night in a barn. I explained my situation to him while I sized him up. His chest was muscular and big. His arms looks like tree trunks. He was just the kind of guy who usually made my cock hard as wood and my wings started glowing blue but I quickly distracted myself. I dared not say anything since he seemed like a person of dubious character.
The three of us chatted for a while and then went into the tavern to get some bread and vegetable stew for dinner and started buying each other rounds of shots. As the alcohol entered our systems we loosened up and started talking about the whorehouse nextdoor. The werewolf started bragging about the guys he had seen there. He said that the dwarf was dressed in torn leather and you could almost see his asshole when he bent to pick something up. We all laughed and drank up to torn leather. My inhibitions reduced I asked about the elf and Scarletrage described a lithe figure dressed in flowing clothes from shoulder to ankles but that the transparent nature of the material in the cloth revealed a cock that was really long and thin.
Myrandan quickly pointed out that all elves had long cocks. I made eye contact with him and asked him if that was really true. He confirmed it and said that maybe I should confirm if it was a fact for myself sometime and winked. I smiled and told him that I looked forward to visiting the whorehouse. He shook his head and smirked. We turned our conversation to the werewolf in the whorehouse. Scarletrage described him as bring under dressed and being very crass. I asked him why and he described the way the other werewolf had exposed himself to Scarletrage hoping to attract his attention. He smiled as he said that.
We all got back to the barn barely able to walk. It was starting to get very cold in the barn and we all setup our sleeping areas in one corner at Myrandans suggestion. Myrandon suggested that the werewolf was best suited to sleep next to the wall as he'd be warmer with his hairy body. He situated himself in the middle and set up my place next to him.
We talked for a while and fell asleep after a bit. As it got colder, I felt Myrandan moved closer to me. I did feel warmer as he got closer and eventually, he was holding my body next to his. I was lying on my side facing away from him. But not wearing any clothes except for my loin cloth, I was really starting to shiver. Myrandan was fully clothed and he felt me shiver and held my hands in his. My ass was sticking to his body as I realized that his body was moving rhythmically. As he wrapped me in his arms, I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his hips were definitely thrusting into my backside.
I reached back behind me and felt with my hands, that he was indeed gyrating his hips into my ass. My cock was clearly hardened in his pants and he was straining against his pant. My hand ran a finger over his cock and his body suddenly stopped realizing what I was doing. He let me feel his cock. this cock literally ran the length of his thigh and stopped short of his knees. I ran my finger over it as I felt it pulse from over his pants.
Myrandan undid his waist tie and lowered his pants immediately and reach for my hand and put my fingers directly on his cock. It was hot to the touch. I ran my finger along its length, and it didn't disappoint. It really was a long cock. what I hadn't realized was that while it was think and long, it wasn't a straight hard cock. he was able to bend it and move it and twist and turn it almost like an arm.
Myrandan kept me lying on my side as his cock searched around my loincloth and went under it. His cock was actually moving my loincloth aside and running its tip between my ass cheeks. It was also slowly leaking fluid as it touched my skin, it felt warm to the touch. His cock found the entrance to my hole and started rubbing a lot of the fluid on it. My hole feeling warm relaxed and his thin cock waiting for that, slowly started pushing its way in. inching its way in like a finger.
I was getting turned on and my wings started glowing. Myrandan, kept my wings between our bodies in case we woke up the werewolf. His cock had found my prostate and was rubbing it inside me. My cock immediately got hard and started leaking itself while he was leaking inside me, his precum fluid was making me feel warm inside my body creating a sense of glowing heat inside me. We lay there without saying a word as he fucked me with his cock which felt very unsatisfying to me because it was really thin.
I turned back and motioned for him to be quiet as I started shaking my body. I was shrinking myself smaller. He let out a low moan as my body shrank with his cock still inside me. As my body got smaller his cock felt bigger inside me. To him he must have felt my hole tighten around his cock as he breathed in the tightness. I shrank until my body was only three fourths my original size and his cock felt thick and my hole was stretched tightly around his cock.
He whispered in my ears that he had never fucked such a tight hole before. I smiled to myself and squeezed his cock just a little. His cock almost came right then inside me. He slowly started moving in and out of me as his now monster long cock went all the way inside me filling my insides with copious amounts of his precum. Every time he thrust his cock forward, I could feel the entire length pull my insides along with it. In and out he went. Slowly my body getting used to this unusual fuck. His body towering over mine, he now held my hips and pulled me over his cock. He was using my body to jack his cock off inside me. His pulled me over and around his cock as his climax built and his cock stiffened up inside me until I heard him whisper something in my ear and a warmth spread inside me as his body jerked and he pushed his hips into mine and held me there as he shuddered and after he stopped, his pulled his entire cock out of me leaving me dripping his cum out of my hole and wet.
He whispered in my ears about how sweet my ass had felt and told me that he was going to clean up and get back. He left his leather shirt on me to keep me warm as my ass got colder from the wetness dripping out of me and slowly leaking all over my loin cloth. I loosened it and removed it before it got any wetter as I lay there trying to stay warm as my ass got colder.
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