A big thank you to Onika for editing my story. The story has very little character development - it's all fantasy action. It's explicit and doesn't seek to be anything more than it is - a fantasy without too much explanation. Constructive comments are welcome but disparaging remarks will be deleted.
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No-one knew where Ethan originally came from, it was a mystery as to whether he was created by some unknown wizard with powers that had been lost to the modern world, or whether he had been created by aliens when they visited the planet at sometime in the last.
What Ethan was aware of, was that he had all the features of a male human's cock but with many other abilities beyond what might be expected of a simple cock. As a cock, he could grow longer and expand in size if he wanted to, he could vibrate, gyrate, dance, prance, and his silky softness was wonderful to touch.
Somehow the sexual energy he exuded meant that the person in touch with him felt more invigoratingly horny than was usually possible for them. At times he could also ejaculate a pheromone which enticed someone breathing in the vapour to long for cock inside them and to reinforced the attachment to him as a singular lovely cock.
Ethan had spent many years wandering the world until he had discovered a very lovely and extremely powerful woman in the 13th Century. He had been clever captured by her and used by her for most of her adult life. She had kept him in a specially constructed marble box that she had instructed must be buried with her. So after she had died, Ethan had lain dormant in that box for almost 800 years, until excavations had begun for a shopping centre in a provincial city in Central Europe.
Once Ethan had escaped from his marble box prison he had begun to travel the world. He enjoyed his existence as a phallus who gave many women the knowledge of what was truly possible for them to achieve as sexual beings. Often his natural instinct attracted him to women who needed much more powerful orgasms than they had achieved so far in their lives.
The following is a tale of one of his adventures about 40 years after escaping from his marble prison.
And it began like this ...
Ethan was a gentle lovely cock, who enjoyed the mere notion of exploiting all the pretty women of the small village he was visiting. It had taken months to reach this village and his sexual energy was fully charged for satisfying the women who needed his pleasuring.
And now it was very dark and he could feel the yearning need of the woman across the road from him. So Ethan moved across to her house and slipped inside her house through the slightly opened window in her bedroom.
Kitty was tired but very sexually frustrated. She had been out tonight with her new boyfriend. They had been passionately kissing and caressing her each other for hours. Eventually she had begged him to stop, not because she didn't like what they were doing, but simply because the sexual frustration had become too much for her.
Yes, she had masturbated in the shower after returning home but it just wasn't the same as having a lovely cock to pleasure herself with. So there she was, laying down on her bed, in the forlorn hope she might fall asleep without any further ado.
Ethan could feel the frustration and sexual willingness ripple through him and grip hold of him like a vice. It always spurred him to engage in pleasuring his symbiote needs. As he slides quietly across her bed and reached her face he emitted his special pheromone close to her face so she would breathe it in and be totally receptive to him.
After about five minutes he very carefully slid down her bed towards her pussy. Kitty had been gently masturbating herself to sleep. As Ethan got closer he could see that Kitty was holding her pussy lips open which was a perfect opportunity for him to begin to enter her.
The sight always amazed him, and Ethan enjoyed his view as he gazed up to behold a little white nub behind some glowing flaps of thick, puffy covered skin. Unable to resist, Ethan began to gyrate seductively across the nub of her pleasure, his pressure forceful but as light as he could.
He extended himself so that he was taut but extremely silk soft, and then caressed the little nub as if he were stroking a delicate flower. Immediately, to his surprise, Kitty's body bucked up to envelope him deeper inside herself and used her hand to press his other end very hard against her nub.
Her hands roughly grabbed at him to rub herself so hard and Ethan was completely taken by surprise. It was the first time Ethan had encountered a woman who was extremely rough with herself when it came to stimulating herself. While it was certainly a surprise it was not an unwelcomed one.
