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Story Codes: Female/Teen females, Male/Female, Male, Females, Females/Teen female, Females/Teen females, Fantasy, Magic, Oral Sex, Exhibitionism, Sex Toy

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Aingeal

“You can use my bedroom,” Journeyman Carsina said, her fiery hair dancing about her shoulders. “It’s not the biggest bed, and it’s not really fit for a princess.”

“Oh, it’ll be fine,” I told her as we walked away from the Vault, my breasts jiggling before me. I put an arm around her shoulder. “You should see some of the wicked places we’ve enjoyed each other. Fields. Forest glades. Libraries.”

“Libraries?” gasped the girl, her ruby eyes growing so wide. “Wait, at the University? With all those books around you?”

“Mmm, yes,” Sven said as he walked ahead, his arm around Ava’s shoulder. The princess clung to his right side while Kora was on the right. The princess’s and the priestess’s hands playing with each other at the small of his back.

They were both eager for this.

So was I. It was such a strange feeling brimming inside of me. Sven and I would never make a child. Though I was one of the races descended from the God of Lust, I didn’t come from a single-sex race. I didn’t need to find a male from a different species to breed with like Zanyia did. I could only have a child with a faerie.

But… I was fine with that. I blinked my eyes. Just like I knew I would outlive Sven. I would watch him grow old and die but… I would get to watch over his many descendants with the women around us. His children with Kora, Ava, Nathalie, Zanyia, and Greta would all exist. They would have their own lives and their own faerie… faerie-grandmother to watch over them and guide them.

I couldn’t wait for Ava to have her first baby. For Zanyia and Kora and Nathalie and Greta to all conceive. It would be so wondrous. My wings fluttered in pure joy at the prospect. I wouldn’t be alone once all those I loved died because I would find new versions of them to love.

“Here we are,” Carsina said. The temple wasn’t very large. It took climbing a single staircase out of the basement to find her quarters. “I’ll, uh, be in my workshop. When you’re finished, come fetch my master and me.”

“Don’t want to stick around and watch my prowess?” Sven asked, giving her a grin.

The journeyman gave a squeak of shock. Then she threw open her door and backed away. “Well, uh, I have work to attend to. Enjoy your, um, breeding!”

I giggled as she darted away, her footsteps thudding away and fading as she rounded a corner. My wings fluttered in utter delight. I lifted from the ground and twirled in the air. Zanyia joined me, a purr rumbling from her throat.

The lamia sprang at me. She seized me from behind, her naked body rubbing on my back, her small breasts firm, and her nipples hard. I shuddered as she grabbed my big, pillowy breasts. It was so naughty of her. Her weight carried me back to the ground. Her thighs locked around my waist, her wet bush rubbing on the small of my back.

“Let’s get the princess bred!” she yowled.

“I think that’s a great idea,” Sven said. He leaned down and kissed the princess. Their lips locked together, moving, tongues flashing. His hand squeezed her rump through her dress, kneading her.

“Are you going to breed her in the corridor, Master?” Nathalie asked. She held Greta’s hand, the two girls both grinning. They were so similar—both young and blonde—and so different—Nathalie petite and Greta so curvy.

Sven broke the kiss. “Mmm, I could but… I think she deserves better.”

“First she needs that pesky charm broken,” I said. “And we’re going to have so much fun breaking it, Princess.”

Ava glanced at me, arching a strawberry eyebrow. “Oh, really? Is it naughty.”

“Just filthy,” I grinned at her. “In fact, I need two volunteers to strip the princess naked!”

“Ooh, we can do it!” Greta said.

“Yes, yes!” Nathalie gasped, her pigtails bouncing about her shoulders, her blue eyes twinkling.

“Well, lead her into the room and have at her,” I said, my pussy growing so juicy. I pressed my thighs tight together, loving that sticky feel of a wet passion.

“And I’ll make sure Master is ready to go!” Zanyia said. “I’ll keep his dick nice and hard.”

“Such a sacrifice you are making,” Kora said as the lamia released me and darted around me to dash to Sven. She fell to her knees before him and rubbed her cheek into his bugle.

“Such a big sacrifice, Mistress Kora,” she said, tail twitching back and forth. “But it is one I’m willing to make for Mistress Ava.”

“Such a treasure,” Ava sighed as Greta and Nathalie led the princess into the room.

I followed after, my tits heaving.

Carsina’s room was… small. This would be an intimate time. She had a bed and lots of shelves covered in thick tomes on such “fascinating” subjects like engineering and architecture and metallurgy. That book almost got my hopes up on it being actually interesting until I realized it wasn’t metallorgy. Metallurgy sounded… so pedantic.

The two eager, young sex slaves led Ava to the narrow bed covered in a gray quilt. The two attacked the ties of the princess’s dress, both of them grinning like a pair of naughty kittens. Zanyia taught them both so well.

“We’re going to get you so wet and ready to be bred, Mistress,” Nathalie said her delicate hands opened Ava’s bodice.

“Mmm, so ready,” Greta purred. “I know how much you’ve been aching to be bred by Master.”

“We did spend a lot of time talking about it trying to fall asleep,” Ava said. Then she gasped. “Ooh, Nathalie, you naughty girl.”

The sex slave had her mouth latched onto the princess’s dusky nipple. Nathalie’s fair cheeks hollowed as she sucked and worshiped that naughty nub. Her hands groped both of the princess’s small, conical tits, kneading them as she worship it. Ava groaned, her body shuddering while Greta pulled down her dress.

The wicked sounds of sucking made my pussy so wet. My cunt clenched and my wings fluttered. I rubbed my hands on my belly as I watched while my sensitive ears picked up a new sound. The creaking of leather.

“Ooh, you naughty kitten,” groaned Kora. “Suck my brother’s dick. Get him all hard and ready to breed the princess.”

“Yes, Mistress Kora,” yowled Zanyia.

I looked just in time to see the lamia open her mouth wide and engulf my husband’s dick. Sven groaned, pleasure crossing his face as she sucked and slurped. Her hands kept pulling his pants down his thighs while Sven ripped off his leather jerkin, throwing it to the ground.

I purred in delight, loving the sight of his muscular body. So strong. Kora pressed against him, stroking his body, her lips nibbling on her brother’s ear. Her hips swayed from side to side, her nipples poking at her pink robes.

“It is interesting how the followers of Krab see this not as a creation of art, but of a craftsmen constructing a new life,” Ealaín said, moving up beside me.

“I know, it’s so stuffy,” I said, shaking my head. “A miracle is about to happen, and that round-nose man thinks it’s no different than building a windmill.”

“It’s so much more,” Kora moaned. “Two people collaborating to make something new, something unique, inspired by Rithi’s passion… Oh, brother mine, I want you to put a baby into Ava’s belly.”

“Yes!” the princess moaned. “Do that.”

I glanced at her. Greta knelt, drawing the princess’s skirt down off her hips. Nathalie still suckled at Ava’s breasts, but now loved the other nipple with her naughty mouth. The sex slave’s braided hair spilled down Ava’s flat body, the golden silk almost glittering against pale skin.

Then Ava gasped. Greta nuzzled her face into the princess’s pussy, licking, tonguing, getting her nice and ready. I shivered, inspired to create such a beautiful act of art by what I witnessed this morning in Krab’s temple.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Ava moaned. “Ooh, they’re getting me so ready for you. Do they have to make me cum?”

I almost said yes, but my pussy was on fire. I didn’t want to stand by and watch. Not when everyone was having fun. “No, no, just slide onto the bed. Assume whatever position you want for me to fuck you.”

“Fuck me?” asked Ava. She shivered. “With what?”

I winked at her.

“Well, I did fuck you last night,” Ava said and then giggled. “But I need Greta’s help to assume that same position.”

Greta pulled her head from Ava’s pussy. “What position, Mistress?”

“Go lie down on the bed. On your back. And spread those legs!”

“Yes!” Greta moaned.

The sixteen-year-old girl hopped to her feet. Her tits jiggled as she ripped herself out of her dress. It came off in what felt like a flash, far faster than I thought possible. She threw herself onto the bed, her tits heaving and quaking. She lay on her back, squirming, an excited gleam in her eyes as she settled into position.

She cupped her big tits as she hugged herself. Her cute toes wiggled as she spread her thighs, revealing her blonde bush soaked in her excitement. I groaned at how cute she was, and she wasn’t the only one.

“Gods, she is begging to be ravished,” groaned Sven. “Maybe I should breed her, too.”

“Maybe, brother mine,” Kora panted. “Ooh, when this is all over, you’re going to breed me, too.”

“Yeah, sister dear,” Sven said, though something in his voice didn’t sound as… enthusiastic.

I was about to say something when Greta squealed, “Mistress, yes!”

Ava mounted the busty girl. The princess stretched her lithe and petite figure atop her pale-skinned bedmaid. Their ivory bodies pressed together, Ava’s firm, small titties nuzzling into Greta’s pillowy mounds. I couldn’t see either girls’ faces, hidden by a curtain of her strawberry-blonde hair, but I could hear the smacking of their lips.

And I could see their two bushes, a red-gold nuzzling into a straw-blonde, between their two thighs. Their hot pussies peeked through, petals pink and inviting. I remembered last night, lying atop her while she fucked us with the feyhound’s dick.

Now it was my turn.

I summoned the spirits. They couldn’t see the violet-hued enchantment spirits zooming to me or the blue balls of the abjuration spirits dancing around my form. The entire world brimmed with the spirits invisible to all but a few humans, like those who had faerie blood inside them…

How did those Tuathan humans breed with faerie? Maybe there was hope I could have a child with Sven…

But that wasn’t my business here. I thought about what I wanted the spirits to do, and they obeyed me. They loved us faeries so much. The enchantment spirits formed a thin shaft thrusting from my cock coated in an aura of purple energy.

The humans could see my cock. When faeries used spirits, the effects were noticeable as a violet glow that manifested for all to see.

“What are you up to, Aingeal?” Sven asked, his voice throaty from Zanyia’s enthusiastic blowjob.

“Why, I have to fuck her and cum and spurt magical energy into her to break the enchantment and ensure she’s ovulating so you can breed her, my husband,” I answered, now shaping the abjuration spirits to give the cock actual substance that could touch Ava, building around the enchantment’s core.

Fuck Ava.

“Faerie magic doesn’t work like that,” Kora said. “Your spirits always go to work instantaneous. You never had to make artifacts or proxies before.”

I shrugged.

“She just wants to fuck me with her dick,” Ava moaned, her tight tush wiggling atop Greta. “She’s just a depraved and wanton faerie.”

“So depraved and wanton,” groaned Sven.

“Mmm, yes,” gasped Kora. “It’s why she makes you such a good wife, brother mine.”

I winked at Kora as I finished shaping the dildo out of energy. The abjuration spirits formed a thicker shaft that pressed onto my clit. I extended the end of the dildo to press into my pussy, too. It filled me, making my back arch and my tits jiggle. I groaned at the delicious feel of being penetrated by a sex toy I made out of my own magic.

I swelled the end of it into a round ball, my pussy gripping the bulbous part tight. I would feel every thrust into Ava’s cunt. It wouldn’t be the same as having a dick that I could feel through, the way Zanyia got to enjoy the dildo empowered by Ava, but it would still be so much fun.

“Mmm, that looks perfect,” Ava moaned, watching me from atop Greta, her face swept clear of her hair now. “I want that in me. Get me ready for Sven to breed me.”

“Fuck her hard, wife,” growled my husband, Zanyia slurping away on his dick.

I gave him a wink as his hands stripped off Kora’s robes. He squeezed her round breasts, his thumb tracing the flowering vine on her left tit, following the pattern down towards her pink nipple. He massaged it.

She quivered in incestuous delight.

My pussy clenched. I ached. I needed to cum. I padded towards the bed, my heavy tits swaying. I crawled over the foot of it, my knees pressing on the hard, straw-stuffed mattress. I leaned over, unable to resist the delight of licking the two pussies before me.

I nuzzled into Greta’s golden bush. My tongue flicked through her tart folds, gathering her cream on my climb up to the princess’s snatch. I flicked both their clits as they ground them together, making them both squeal in delight. Then my tongue was buried into Ava’s fresh-tasting quim. My tongue fluttered through the sheath my new spirit-made dildo would fuck.

“Ooh, yes, yes, yes,”Ava gasped. “That’s so wicked of you, Aingeal.”

My head lifted from her pussy, both their juices staining my lips and chins. Their flavors lingered on my tongue as I moaned, “I know. I just can’t resist.”

“No,” Sven groaned.

I rose and brought my purple energy dildo to Ava’s pussy. My own cunt clenched down on the other end. It felt so good in me. I pressed the tip against Ava’s pussy, shifting around to find the entrance to her sheath and…

Ava whimpered as the dildo sank an inch into her. The pressure of sinking into her hot cunt pressed the toy back, stirring it through my pussy. I whimpered and thrust forward hard, ramming my magically created shaft into her cunt. My breasts bounced before me as my crotch smacked into the princess’s rump.

“Ooh, yes,” Ava gasped. “Ooh, you made something nice to fuck me with.”

“Fuck her so hard, Mistress Aingeal,” Greta moaned, her face looking up at me, her blue eyes glassy. “When you slammed into her, you push her clit into mine. They kissed. It’s incredible.”

“I bet it is incredible, you little slut,” I groaned and drew back my hips. I slammed forward, burying into Ava again.

Greta gasped, her lips pursing tight. Her eyes fluttered as she let out a groan of delight. I loved the sight of it. Ava moaned, too. Her hips wiggled, shifting the dildo around inside of me. Pleasure rippled through me, my pussy drinking in the stimulation.

I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. I loved it. My hands gripped her sides, stroking her silky skin as I pounded her royal cunt with my hard thrusts. I groaned, the slap of flesh echoing through the room.

My hips pumped away so hard. I fucked her with such delicious rapture. Every thrust moved the other end inside of me. It gave me such delicious pleasure. My eyes widened. Stars danced through my vision.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I groaned. “I’m getting you ready to be bred by our man.”

“You are!” she whimpered, her hips bucking back into the thrust.

“Fuck her so hard!” Greta moaned. “Pater’s cock, this is so exciting.”

“Gods, it is,” groaned Sven. “Your tits are heaving. You’re pounding her so hard.”

“So hard,” I agreed, shooting him a sultry, smoky look. “I am glad you recognize all the hard work I am performing. How I’m fucking her with such majesty.”

“You are a work of art,” moaned Kora. “Isn’t she, Ealaín?”

“She stirs such excitement in me,” Ealaín answered.

I shivered, loving all the eyes watching me and the sound of Zanyia sucking my husband’s cock. It all inspired me to fuck my hips forward hard. To ram my magical dildo into Ava’s pussy while stirring up my own.

Every thrust sent a ripple through my body. My cunt gripped the dildo and drank in how it shifted. Another part of it pressed on my clit. My little bud flared with pleasure every time I rammed forward into Ava’s cunt.

My tits heaved together. My nipple rings flashing. Suddenly, Nathalie leaped onto the bed, now naked, and buried her face between my bouncing breasts. Her hands kneaded my tits as her lips kissed and sucked on the inner slopes.

“Ooh, you little titty-slut,” I groaned as she kissed up my right breast, her fingers digging into my mounds.

“I love your tits, Mistress Aingeal!” she whimpered. “They’re so big and soft.”

“Yes, they are,” groaned Sven.

I shuddered as the naughty girl sucked on my nipple. Her mouth latched on. Her cheeks hollowed. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. It felt incredible. My entire body shivered. My piercing shifted in my nub, batted by her tongue. The stimulation shot down to my pussy.

I groaned, my cunt clenching down so hard on the toy. My snatch drank in the sensation. I fucked harder and harder while Nathalie loved my nipple. Her fingers found my other nipple ring, tugging and twisting it. Such sparks of pleasure rained down upon my pussy. Juices ran down my thighs.

“Yes, yes, yes, you wicked sex slave!” I howled.

“They are both so wicked,” Ava moaned. “Oh, keep fucking me. Keep pressing my clit into Greta’s, Aingeal!”

“Yes, Mistress Aingeal!” gasped Greta.

“Uh-huh,” I panted, my thrusts reaching a fever pitch. I panted, my eyes fluttering. I rammed forward with all my might.

The toy shifted inside of me. I threw back my head. My wings fluttered hard and fast. Air swirled around my ass as the orgasm exploded. My orgasm spasmed through my body. I drove deep into Ava, hammering her cunt with such frantic strokes while my mind melted into rapturous mush.

“Aingeal!” she squealed. “Oh, yes yes, yes! I’m cumming!”

“Good!” I moaned and willed the spirits to erupt into her as I buried the magical dildo into her cunt.

Suddenly, my toy vanished in an explosion of purple that burst up from between us, painting Nathalie’s body in violet highlights. The princess gasped and shuddered atop Greta’s body as the abjuration spirits broke the charm and then ensured her body was fertile.

“She’s ready for you, Sven!”

To be continued…

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