A young couple rescue a Maiden from a fucking curse.
***
Once upon a time there was a poor couple who lived in a meagre cottage on the edge of a dark forest. Their cottage, though small and poor was adequate and well kept. The man, Robert was his name, was tall and strong with a broad muscular chest and thick arms and legs, which were covered with patches of dark hair that matched his head of dark, wavy locks. He tended their small farm of rye and animals and hunted and cut wood in the forest. Because he was so strong and had such stamina he was often successful in these outings and had extra wood and hides to sell in the nearby village. The woman, Sara, was small and petite but strong. She had long blond hair that most days was kept in a braid to keep it out of her face while she worked to clean the cottage and keep the vegetable garden.
They were young and in love, and he thought her as beautiful as she thought him handsome. Because of their love, and their strong desire for each other's bodies, and in want of a child, they spent every evening, and some afternoons, in passionate minglings. Their youth meant that they were able to satisfy each other vigorously and repeatedly at each coupling. Despite their robust and repeated fucking, a child never came, yet their pleasure and enthusiasm in each other never waned.
Times became tough. A great white bear was seen in the nearby forest, scaring away the game. Then a drought ensued which killed off their crops and garden and threatened their livestock. Disease killed their chickens, and their pigs grew weak and scrawny. The village was likewise affected so that nobody had extra money to buy firewood. When the last of the scrawny pigs had been eaten and the garden was bare, the couple set off into the forest in search of food. After almost a whole day they had found only a handful of undersized, bitter Chestnuts, and sour, barely ripe berries. It was hardly enough food for one of them, let alone two. As they each argued that the other should eat what they had gathered, they heard a loud growl from a bear some ways off. Suddenly they realized that it would soon be dark and they were too far from home to get back before the sun had set. They needed to find shelter, but didn't know where. They only knew that the best direction to go in was away from the bear.
After a short walk they came to a neatly kept cottage with a lovely, full garden containing all manner of fruit and nut trees, berry bushes, and many vegetables. In stark contrast to the stricken forest around them, everything was lush and full. Seeing it made them even hungrier. They went up to the door and knocked, intending to ask for shelter and some food, but there was no answer. Then they heard the bear growl again. This time it was much closer. They knocked again, but still there was no answer. "Surely," they said, "the owner will not mind if we go inside to seek shelter from the bear." They slowly opened the door and called in, but there was no answer, so they went inside. The cottage was neatly kept, with a small stove and wash basin, a large fireplace, and a bedroom through a door in the back wall. In the middle of the room was a table filled with many delicious looking dishes and full glasses of wine and beer. They were so hungry and there was no one around, so they sat down and ate. At first they agreed to eat just a little, but in the end they ate and drank their fill.
They cleaned up after themselves and then waited for the owner of the cottage to arrive, but eventually it got very late and they grew tired, so they went into the bedroom. They had no nightgowns and their clothes were very dirty from their long day in the forest, so they undressed completely. The hunger of the last several months had dampened their amorous appetites so that it had been several weeks since they tasted each other's fruits of love. But now with full bellies they were both aroused at seeing each other's familiar naked bodies and remembering the many nights they'd spent pleasuring each other fully. Sara had thin but muscular arms and legs. Her breasts, while small, were firm and still enough to fill Robert's hand or to bounce when she rode him, and he liked them very much. Robert was tall and muscular with a large thick cock that matched his manly strength in every way. But the prospect of the cabin owner's imminent return quenched the fires they felt inside, so with a kiss they got into bed and soon fell fast asleep.
In the middle of the night they were both suddenly awakened by a bright light that filled the room. At the foot of the bed they saw a beautiful maiden standing in a beam of bright moonlight shining in from the window. She was completely white. Her hair, skin, lips everything were the whitest of whites except for her pale green eyes. She wore a sheer white gown tied at the waist that did not hide her full breasts. She did not move or speak and they began to think that she was a statue made of pure alabaster. Then suddenly she bent down and threw the covers off of Sara. She was frightened as she lay there exposed, but she did not try to cover herself, she was frozen in amazement at the appearance of the beautiful maiden.
As they lay looking at the maiden in wonder, she untied the belt at her waist and slipped it off of her ivory shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her wondrous beauty was complete with her nudity. Her pure white full breasts and hard nipples gleamed in the moonlight. Her smooth belly and thighs framed her hairless pussy, the lips of which shimmered silvery with wetness in the light. Still she said nothing, but slowly, seductively crawled onto the foot of the bed and moved between Sara's opening legs. She was frightened, they both were, but they were also transfixed and aroused by her beauty and the sensuality that radiated from her as she moved towards them on the bed. They could smell her musk mixed with the scent of sweet forest flowers.
The maiden gently stroked her fingertips up Sara's legs. She jumped at the first ice-cold touch of the maiden on her warm body, but she quickly found pleasure in the anticipation of the cold touch. The maiden moved her light strokes up Sara's body to her stomach and the underside of her breasts while she started to kiss and lick her thighs and pubic area. Her tongue and lips were cold like ice. When the maiden started to lick Sara's warm, wet pussy lips in long slow strokes they created an amazing sensation which caused her body to shudder as she let out a gasp. She quickly began to breath heavily and moan at the sensations the beautiful moon maiden was creating as she licked Sara's pussy and clit.
