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Elyon and June were on the beach towel, in a 69 position, with Elyon on top.
June was doing long licks on Elyon’s pussy, but was finding it hard to concentrate with the other girl teasing her clit like that. She raised her head so that the licks included Elyon’s asshole.
“Ooooohhh,” Elyon said. “You nasty girl!”
“How about this for nasty?” June inquired, as she shoved a finger in Elyon’s ass.
“Whoo! Did they teach you that in Tae Kwon Do school?”
“Te Xuan Ze.”
“Whatever. Just keep doing that.”
“I want to cum,” June said. “And the airshow may be starting soon.”
“Okay. I’m ready. Let’s head for the finish line.”
The two girls doubled their efforts on each other, stepping up the pace to an unbearable level. Elyon continued the torture on June’s clit, periodically giving her pussy a light smack. June jammed fingers into both the pussy and the asshole, thrusting into both in unison, and fingered the clit with the other hand. The pace became more frenzied yet.
“Oh! Oh!” Elyon cried. “That’s it! I can’t last any longer! Oooowwwwoooooo! Uhhhh!” Her body shuddered and she clamped down on June’s fingers.
Directly feeling her partner’s orgasm pushed June over the edge as well. She came hard, twice.
They laid there for a few minutes, Elyon’s head resting on June’s thigh. Then they stirred.
“I wonder what’s going on with the Fuck Squadron,” June said. “They should be putting on their show by now.”
Elyon rolled off June and looked around the sky. June sat up and did the same.
“There’s one couple,” June said.
“I see the other. They’re in the opposite direction.”
“Are they going up or down?”
“Up, I think. They don’t seem to be moving very fast right now. That doesn’t make me think of freefall.”
“Yeah, mine are moving slow too.”
The girls reached for the binoculars. Read the rest of this entry »
Chapter II. Airborne
Bloom smiled. “Okay, here’s how the Dragon Mate works. The male dragons have to chase the queen through the sky in order to mate with her. It’s a genetic thing, The idea is that the strongest dragon has the speed and endurance to mate with the queen, thus improving the bloodline. In our version, Flora and I play the part of the male dragons and there are two queens to catch. It’s one on one. We catch you, we fuck you. By the way, it’s like touch football or tag. If we touch you, you’re caught.””And if you can’t catch us?”
“Well, I assume you want to be fucked. If we just can’t do it, then slow down and let us catch you. But make us work for it first. The chase is a big part, flying just for the fun of it.”
Will nodded. “So if you catch us, or if we let you, then we land and do it?”
“Oh, no, it’s way cooler than that. Everything takes place in the air. First, we fly straight up, as high as we can go without passing out or freezing our asses off, doing foreplay all the way. Then we lock down our wings and freefall for thousands of feet, fucking like lunatics all the way down.”
Irma gasped. “Holy shit!”
“To say the least. Anyway, that’s the basic idea. We can give you more details on the ascent. But I need to tell you this part right now. This is a little different from most kinds of sex. Usually the idea is to make it last as long as possible, but that isn’t a good idea when the ground is coming toward you at terminal velocity, about 120 miles an hour.”
Will blinked. “Holier shit!”
“Yep. You don’t have to rush from the beginning, but when the altimeter goes off the first time, start wrapping things up and concentrate on getting off. When it goes off the second time, we break apart and start beating our wings like maniacs to kill the velocity, whether anybody has cum or not. The idea is to have fun, not have a close encounter with the landscape.” She glanced at the Guardians, serious for once. “Do you guys think you can handle it? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Will and Irma exchanged a long glance, then both nodded. “Kamikaze love,” Irma said.
“That’s what I like to hear. It’ll be awesome, I swear. Okay, so how do we pair up?”
“Doesn’t matter to me,” Will said. “You’re both gorgeous, and I like you a lot.”
“Thanks, sweetie,” Flora said. “I feel the same way. I would be happy to fuck either of you.”
Bloom and Irma made it unanimous.
“So what do we do?” Bloom asked. “Flip a coin?”
“Let’s do it this way,” Will suggested. “Irma and I fly in front, side by side, with the two of you behind us, also side by side. We don’t look back and we switch sides at random intervals, whereas you stay in the same positions. Then we suddenly separate without warning and fly off in different directions. You chase whoever is on the same side as you at that time. We don’t know who we will get because we don’t look back and don’t know which sides you are on. You don’t know who you will get because we keep switching and the time of separation is not predictable.”
“I love it,” Bloom said. “Nobody chooses, no hurt feelings. All by chance.”
The others agreed.
Bloom looked at Elyon and June, snuggling on a beach towel. “Are you two ready for this?”
Both girls held up their binoculars. Elyon giggled. “And I’m sure we can keep ourselves occupied when you are out of sight.”
The Guardians launched, followed by the fairies. The pace was leisurely, as the run hadn’t started yet. Bloom and Flora held back a couple hundred yards, giving the other girls a decent head start. They watched their quarry change position several times, quite randomly. Sometimes they would switch after twenty seconds, sometimes after five. Irma was about 10 feel above Will, so that they wouldn’t crash into each other when they reversed.
Irma and Will were excited, having never done anything like this before. “God, I’m getting wet already!” Irma admitted.
“Me too. Switch!”
The girls swapped sides again. Irma was so used to following Will’s lead that she just did it automatically, even when it was for fun rather than official Guardian business. So Will controlled both the switching and the decision to start the run.
On the other hand, Irma was better at flying than Will, so she made suggestions on technique. “Don’t make sharp course changes, unless you are dodging something. It you turn, make it a long sweeping turn. If your turn is too sharp, she may be able to cut even sharper and gain on you.”
“Thanks. Switch! I guess it’s time to stop farting around and go for it. Are you ready?”
“Let’s go.”
“Okay. Ready, steady, suck it, fuck it, go!” Read the rest of this entry »
Flora hurried toward her room. She had gotten behind on her experiments with flowers because she was a hostess. Alfea had the honor of hosting the Inter-Realm Magical Beings Symposium this year, and everything was in chaos. Fortunately, her job had been registration, and that was closed. So now she could relax and enjoy the Symposium with her friends.
As she entered the common area between their rooms, she noticed that Bloom had company, some of the girls she had brought in from Earth. It wasn’t surprising to find them here, as all of them were bunking with the Winx girls. Every square inch of Alfea’s floor space was in use with such a huge attendance.
Flora approached the group. “Hey, sweetie.”
Bloom turned around. “Oh, hi Flora. Do you know everybody?”
“Well, I issued the name tags. Let me see. You’re Will and you’re Irma, right?”
Will grinned. “Close. You got us backwards. I’m Will. You can always recognize me because of this.” She pointed to the Heart of Kandrakar. “I never leave home without it.”
“Okay, sorry for the mistake. And I definitely remember Juniper because of your streak. As you can tell, I’m into that too.”
“Hi, Flora,” June said.
“We were just chilling out,” Bloom said. “There really aren’t that many good sessions today. I don’t know who does the scheduling of the multiple tracks, but it always seems that the good sessions are on simultaneously and the rest of the time it’s shit versus shit.”
“Just like TV,” Irma said.
Flora decided to fool with the experiments later and sat down. “Where’s everybody else?”
Bloom thought for a second. “Some are in the cafeteria. Cornelia and Stella were trying to out-bitch each other. We came up here because we were tired of listening to it.”
Flora giggled. “We often do that when it’s just Stella by herself.”
“As for the others, let’s see, Techna and Taranee are having a geek session, Blunk and Nutt are having a garbage-eating contest, Elyon is with Cornelia, and I don’t know where in the hell Musa and Hay Lin are.”
“After their contest, Blunk and Nutt will probably have a stink-off,” Irma said. “I don’t know which of them smells the worst. Put both in the same room and you’ll pass out.”
Flora wrinkled her nose. “I think I’ll skip that experience. Nutt is bad enough. I can’t imagine doubling that.” She looked at Will and Irma with a puzzled expression. “Weren’t you two bigger before?”
“We were in Guardian form then. You were taking pictures for the security tags.”
“So this is your normal size?”
“Yeah, ” Irma confirmed. “That’s why we like transforming so much. It’s the only time we get to have tits.” Read the rest of this entry »
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