Up in the Canopy

You come to, head swimming with lust and fireworks and buzzing with that electric fog you only get after an outstanding fuck. But this was more; this was that cranked to 11. Your eyes open, your vision hazy with the "best fuck ever" blurriness, and you get an eyeful of the sky and the very top of the tropical canopy. You are getting shade from something, and you look up, the sky switching from blue to almost translucent green as a leaf blotted out the sun and sky. A thought hit you and your eyes focused harder, the image snapping back into crystal clarity.

You are up on a branch, the very top of the canopy with nothing but sky above you and leaves and branches so thick below you that you can't make out the floor. You shift and you feel a warm body next to you, looking over you see a very messy-haired and thoroughly fucked blond fairy. Her pink puffy nipples are standing out, one digging into your chest, the other covered by your arm, her gauzy dress torn until it just covers her mid section. Below that her lush platinum-gold bush is still littered with pixie dust, still glowing and glittering in the warm sun.

"These leaves are really huge," you say to your self as you sit up. Tinkerbelle stretches cat-like beside you, arching her hips into yours. The heat pouring from her pussy is insane, and there's a wet smear of glitter across your naked thigh.

"Mmmm...." she purrs next to you, her hand drifting from your peck where it was resting down your ribs, teasing over the crest of your thigh to your half-hard dick. You shiver deliciously as her fingers trail, but there doesn't seem to be any life left in your loins. "Hello Lost Man," she says with a voice an octave lower than it was before. She wipes her dainty hand across her abused and cum-overflowing pussy and starts to jack your dick, trying to get it hard. The mixture of her juices and yours feels hot and silky-smooth, and it's not long before you start to stiffen again.

"Mmm....pixie dust...it never fails..." she says and slides down your body. Your dick is being assaulted slowly by her experienced tongue as she moans around it. "Mmm, oh Great Fairy, I can't get enough of this," she purrs. "Even fairy sized, you're still hung like a donkey," she says and goes back to noisily slurping your dick. Your head snaps up and you look down at the little blond, her hands busily shredding the rest of her dress and throwing it aside. You grab a fist ful of hair at the back of her head and pull her off, strings of saliva and glitter trailing from your dick to her golden-rimmed mouth.

"What do you mean fairy sized?" you half-shout at her. Her hands go to your dick and stroke it, rubbing it in slow circles with each hand, her tongue flicking out against your head.

"Silly Lost Man, Every time a girl fairy squirts, who ever she's fucking becomes fairy sized!" she exclaims and dive-attacks your dick. The situation was starting to make it go limp, but Tink's talented tongue and throat bring it right back to life. She started humming the first few bars of "Hail, Britannia!" and keeps sucking you harder and deeper, knocking your brain right back into that lust-filled fog as you can actually feel your balls refilling.

"Oh fuck, pixie dust rocks!" you say in a drawn out moan, both of your hands going to Tinkerbelle's head and grabbing a fist full of hair. Tinkerbelle nods vigorously and giggles around your dick, her vocal cords tickling your head as she does. her hands stop stroking and they slide around to your bare ass, her little nails digging in like tiny daggers as she tries to pull more of your thick root into her throat. You can't take much more of her mouth with out cumming and suddenly you feel the cool rush of air hitting your spit-soaked cock.

"What...what?" you say, looking up. Tinkerbelle is giggling, her tits shaking deliciously.

"Not so fast, Lost Man," she says, her wings flittering rapidly and she flies a few feet from you; high enough and far enough that in your state you can't catch her. She keeps giggling and starts to glow a little bit as she flutters, just enough to drown out the pale pink of her nipples against her alabaster skin.

"Umm, okay," you say, the blood returning to your head.

"If you cum all over me like that, I'll get big again," she says. "And I'm having too much fun right now to let that happen." With a devilish grin she flits straight down at you, fast as a shot and impales herself on your rod, and you slam into her volcanic swampy depths.

"Okay. So, uh, how do I....get big again?"you ask in a low moan as your senses real from the fairy pussy squeezing your cock like a silken vice.

"Silly Lost Man. Every time you make a fairy gush," she says, her hand drifting down to her glowing snatch, parting through her thick bush like Moses through the Red Sea. "And sugar, did you ever," she adds quietly in her sing-song voice and then clearing her throat. "Every time you make a fairy gush, you shrink to fairy size. Every time a fairy gets her belly filled with cum, she either shrinks or grows."

"Well great, how do I get back to man-sized then?" you retort, watching her hips start to flex and half of your cock appearing between her thighs before she slams back down.

"Silly Lost Man...if fairy cum makes you smaller..." she says, letting her voice linger while her fingers slurch over the top of her bright red clit.

"Then....Human cum makes me larger again!"

Tinkerbelle responds by bottoming out, her legs spreading wide and her wings flickering twitter-quick as she fly-fucks you, your cock driving in deeper in her than you would have thought possible.

"Mmm....we have a winner!" she says in a slutty, sultry squeak.

You look down into the canopy, trying to see Peter, Wendy, Tiger Lily, and the Lost Boys?