In the Woods [M22/FFFF18+ageless][pussy eating][fairy women][raw piv][trickery]

Peter was a simple young man, 22 and unmarried, just a peasant. As he often did, he was gathering roots and mushrooms for a stew. He was down by the stream splashing some water on his face when he looked up to see the fairest maiden he'd ever laid eyes on. Long golden hair and a plump, curvaceous form, a shyly smiling face that could shame an angel. Her hair parted and he saw she was naked, her skin was pale and unblemished, her nipples pink. She beckoned him. She sat and spread her legs, and from between them shone a glistening temple. Peter crawled towards it, eyes shining with lust and curiosity.

 "Lick it, silly boy." This hypnotic, otherworldly being had issued a command, and Peter thought it was best he obey. He had never gotten a look at a woman like this before. He had lain with a woman once, but it was dark, and she didn't give hardly any instruction. He licked the beautiful woman with a broad, flat tongue. It tasted faintly of honey. "No no, faster, and focus here. Suck a little. Go in circles with your tongue. That's it, you're picking it up. Good boy." The taste grew stronger, the gorgeous stranger's breathing grew heavier, and Peter's own swollen cock went ignored. She laced her hand through his hair and ground herself into his face. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and applied his new lessons. Soon there was a long moan, and a gush over his lips and chin. She was delicious.

 He crawled up her body, but was met by one finger on his nose. "Ah ah, if you want to cum, you have to follow me." With that, a glowing power rent the air, and a different world could be seen. The beautiful maiden skipped away through the portal, and it began to shrink. Peter had an achingly hard cock and no time to make a decision. He jumped.

 At first, everything seemed the same. But the colors were brighter, the trees oddly shaped, the birds and bugs were none Peter had seen. The beautiful woman was nowhere to be found. The portal snapped shut behind him. What had he done? "Hello? Fair maiden, you didn't tell me your name. Are you still here?" Silence at first. Then, noise from a distant cabin.

 "You there, have you lost your way? It's not good to shout in these woods." Three petite beings emerged from the cabin. They resembled beautiful women, but one had hair made of vines, one hair made of fire, and one hair that seemed to be water suspended in time. Their skin was marked with various symbols that Peter didn't recognize, glowing faintly. They skipped towards him as if they didn't weigh a pound.

 "I have, where am I? I don't recognize this place at all."

 "Why you're in Elderberry Wood!" The watery one blinked innocently and smiled, as if this was the solution to everything.

 "I've never heard of Elderberry Wood and I've never seen women like you or butterflies like that," he sniped, pointing at a creature that looked like an airborne jellyfish.

 The three ladies shared a look. The fire one took Peter's hand, it felt strangely reassuring. She spoke, "You seem terribly stressed, why don't you come back to our cabin? My name is Miavra by the way, this is Maura and Melithra."

 "You can call me Mel!" piped the girl with the vines. "We'll let you rest in a nice bed, and tomorrow we'll help you get home." This suddenly sounded like the nicest suggestion. Nothing in the world could be better than following these girls home. They giggled so sweetly as they opened their doors to him and sat him in a comfortable chair. They took his shoes off and rubbed his feet. They started to tug at his clothes, and for a moment he was confused, but why not relax? Why not simply let them take the lead?

 Peter hadn't even noticed he was hard again. He was fully under the spell of these strange women. Mia mounted him first, riding him at a clip while the other two watched with fascination. Her breasts bounced as her intense, silken heat milked the cum from his cock. Peter's eyes rolled back as he emptied into the petite flame.

 "I did it! Who's next?" Maura, the water woman, stepped up. She played with the young man's seemingly spent cock, and the cool relief of her touch had it twitching back to life in seconds. She turned around and sat in his lap, grinding on him for a moment before letting him slide into her soaked pussy. She was just impossibly wet, it soaked the chair underneath them as she rode him. She grabbed his hands and brought them to her nipples, Peter pinched them gently. He was already overstimulated again, close to his climax. She rode through his orgasm, stroking his thighs as he shuddered.

 "Come now, we need one more out of you." It did not occur to Peter to question this, especially because Maura and Mel were on their knees in front of him now. One took his soft, hypersensitive member into her mouth, the other licked his balls.

 "W-wait...I c-can't..." But his brain fogged over and suddenly, he could. He stood like a man possessed, bent Mel over the chair, and fucked her from behind. Mia and Maura stood behind him, offering encouragement, telling him to cum just one more time. They were giggling again. Such a pretty sound. Mel's pussy squeezed him like a ripe fruit at wine making time. Peter bent double as he spilled another load into another inexplicably magical woman, and the giggles became cackles.

 "Three loads in three fairy women! Who could resist such a thing!" Mia was beside herself with laughter. "Fifth one this year!" Somewhere in his fog, the truth reached Peter. The hospitality had been a ruse, he had been tricked. "Welcome to the Fae realm, you're trapped here now!"

 He was never going home.