Fuck The Fairy

“Fuck yes, I would!” Lydia shouted abruptly. “You want in on this?” She turned to ask the sorcerer.

“I've never regretted good sex as much as I do right now. Also, having just cast that spell, I’m spent.” He pouted.

“Fine, you can record then.” Lydia took out her phone and set it to record before giving it to him. “Do a good job, and I will send it to you.”

“That’s a camera?” Easy was surprised. “We just got those a few years ago. You have to crank them to get motion.”

“Oh, sweetheart.” Lydia approached the fairy and took her by the hips. “I will capture this moment in flawless detail and crystal clear sound.”

Easy fluttered her wings at the kiss when Lydia pulled her close and flipped the script by putting her long tongue deep into Lydia's mouth. She had the goth girl outmatched when it came to a tongue wrestle, but the tightness of the arms pulling her close showed her it wasn't a problem. It seemed odd as the man walked around them with the small thing in his hand that could record them, but she ignored it and decided to give a good show. She undid the broaches, holding her clothes on, and her silk hit the floor.

Lydia grabbed the ample breasts with the sparkling skin the moment they were free and pulled her mouth away, farther away to be free of the extra long tongue, before putting her lips to taste the sweet nips of the fairy. She took one hand away to pull down her skirt, thankful she had forgotten to put her panties back on but had to detach entirely to strip off her top and bra. The extra-long tongue tasted hers before she could return to the fairy skin.

The sorcerer focused the camera phone as if his life depended on it, more than he ever had on any spell, thinking to himself, ‘Best summon spell ever.’

Easy enjoyed the ample breasts of the woman, surprised they weren't pierced, but knew their time was limited. She jumped and flapped her wings to rise above the woman and wrap her legs around her head. The woman was strong enough to support her as she felt her mouth gorge itself on her womanhood. Slowly, they descended to the floor where Easy could straddle her face, lean back, and explore with her hands behind her. Slipping two fingers inside, she enjoyed the sharp gasps from the busy mouth between her legs.

Lydia couldn't get over the taste; she knew whatever woman she was married to was addicted to the fairy pussy. Her soft moans were music in the air as Lydia **** more out of her. When the fairy came, Lydia greedily drank like it was sweet nectar.

“Fuck you are good. Shame I can't share that mouth with my wife.” Easy pet the top of Lydia's head.

Lydia freed her mouth, “Show me the mouth she's used to. I wanna feel that long tongue put every man I've met to shame.”

“Less than ten seconds.” Easy smiled as she went down on Lydia and kissed between her legs.

Lydia felt the tongue on her clit, then start to slide in her pussy, but as the tongue kept going, it was like it ran its entire length over her clit before going inside her. She had already lost count of the time when it flicked inside her, and she screamed. Her body spasmed as the fairy kept her tongue going. Before she even knew one orgasm ended, another rocked her body. Only once she was panting and unable to move did the fairy slowly pull her tongue out.

“You are good; most girls don't get the full length inside before cumming with the clit curl I do. Since you lasted more than ten, you got a second go.” Easy giggled as she crawled up to face Lydia.

“Kiss me; I can't move to make you.” Lydia panted hard but knew she needed to taste the fairy again.

This time, they both tasted each other as their breasts crushed together. A sloppy makeout as Lydia regained her energy.

“You would have cleaned up doing this professionally on our ship.” Easy kissed down Lydia's neck towards her breasts.

“I sell it often enough.” Lydia lifted a leg to let the fairy grind her pussy against hers. “Fuck you feel good.”

“My wife will love tasting us together when I get home.” Easy thrust her hips against Lydia’s. “Speaking of mouths, she would love lips like yours. How do you do the black like that?”

Lydia pointed at her purse, and the sorcerer kicked it over after a quick glance. As the fairy kept grinding her, she pulled out her black lipstick and applied it to the fairy. When she was done, she watched the slightly goth fairy scream hard as she came but kept going until she returned the favour. Lydia hardly had anything left in her but felt her body shake.

“Keep it, a gift for your wife. A thank you for being able to share hers.” Lydia handed the lipstick over.

“Thank you so much!” Easy kissed the goth lips on her own, and they cuddled until she faded away.