NOTE
: All characters are 18+, and fictional. Any similarities to actual people (or Faeries) is purely coincidental.
ALSO NOTE
: I wasn't expecting such a positive reception of the first fantasy themed story, but it was a nice surprise. As you probably can tell, this is a lot of fun for me, and the biggest thrill is when I get comments from you, the readers. If you like this or any of my stories, please leave a comment and tell me what you'd like to read going forward. I'm always open to inspiration and new ideas.
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I had to explain myself to a worried, angry, and suspicious wife. Not that I could blame her. I had gone hiking and hadn't returned until the morning. Raina was beside herself with worry; sure that I had fallen and broken my leg or worse. And then she suspected I went off with some other woman, which wasn't all that far from the truth.
What she didn't expect was a description of events that included visiting an ancient faerie ring or meeting an actual faerie. At first, I left off the part about said faerie giving me a hand-job... no, that's inaccurate. She gave me a torso-job, jerking me off with her whole body. I just told her that I went up the trail where Raul said and actually found the big faerie stone he described.
Of course, she thought I was nuts, and wanted to rail into me some more about making her worry, and who was the other woman, and why did I have to make up bullshit? So I did what anyone in my situation would do. I told her to come with me, and I'd prove it. Yashen said she could charm my wife and that she liked 'woman juice', and I was more than a little curious about the effect that faerie magic would have on Raina. Not to mention how hot it made me thinking about that sexy little faerie going at it with my wife.
It took a lot of metaphorical arm twisting, but she finally agreed, and we decided to take a day off to go hiking together the next day. To prep for it, we went out and got her some new trail boots. I also bought a compass, a disposable camera (those were a thing back then), a new flashlight, and a half dozen mason jars I figured would hold plenty of Shen's favorite honeyed wine.
We both called in sick that Monday morning, and got started up the hill to the trail just before nine. Still skeptical and mad about the missing day, Raina was actually enjoying the adventure in no time. We walked for over an hour just following the trail, and in that time we saw deer, a fox, and a hawk. She just loves the wildlife, especially the sort you don't get to see often.
"This is it!" I said, waving a hand at the huge boulder that jutted out of the side of the hill.
"That's a rock?" she laughed.
"I know, right?" I laughed with her. "I wonder if he thinks of the ocean as a big lake."
"Wow! Look at all the graffiti!" She ran her fingers over a few of the initials and hearts. "We should have brought something to chisel with."
"Yeah, I'm not sure the faerie would be okay with that, actually."
She huffed at me with one of her 'don't be stupid' looks, then stepped back and started to notice all the older carved symbols. Spirals, waves, something that looked like runes in groups or lines, and finally the pentacle.
"Is that...?"
"Just like I told you." I nodded. "That definitely wasn't carved into the stone in the last century, and I'm guessing it's a hell of a lot older than that."
"Yeah, maybe," she reluctantly agreed. "So, where's your faerie?"
"Let's find out." I shrugged off my pack, and got the jar of honeyed wine I brought, as well as the camera this time.
"Yashen! It's Willy!" I called. "I brought you more wine! Shen! It's me! My wife, Raina, is here too, just like you asked!"
"The faerie asked for me?" Raina said.
"She wants to meet you."
We waited, but nothing happened, and I was getting that worried look from Raina again. She was pretty sure I was either lying to cover up a one-night-stand, or that I'd completely lost my mind.
"Let's just have a seat and wait a while," I suggested.
"I can't believe you talked me into this," she huffed, and leaned her back against the giant stone.
I pulled out the big towel I added last minute, spread it out on the forest floor by the stone, and sat on half of it. Raina skeptically twisted her smile at me and sat on the other half.
"You spent the night here?"
I shrugged. "I guess so. It felt like minutes, not hours, but then it was morning and..."
"Ugh! Just stop talking." She nodded at the jar. "What's that?"
"Wine mixed with honey. I read that faeries like honey, and wine, and especially honey wine. Mead. I figured this was the next best thing."
"And is it?"
"She liked it."
Another of her skeptical smirks, then she reached for the jar.
"Woah! Don't do that."
"What? Why not?"
"It's a gift!" I explained. "You don't bring a gift to someone else, and then eat it or drink it yourself, do you?"
I got the pack on my lap, took out the trail mix I brought for us, and the chocolate chip cookie I brought for Shen. Raina gave me a half angry and half amused look, but had a little of the trail mix without further complaint.
I was just starting to doubt my own sanity, thinking maybe I had just dreamed the whole thing, when I heard the buzz of large insect wings.
"Shh!" I listened harder, trying to get a direction.
"It's a bumble bee or something," Raina said.
"No. Too big. It's her." I got up, and looked around for the dazzling kaleidoscope colors of Shen's wings, but nothing.
"Shen! It's okay. It's just me, Willy. And this is my wife, Raina. Come on out and meet her."
Raina was looking at me like I really had flipped my lid entirely, and she wasn't skeptical anymore. She was scared.
"What?"
She gulped and got up slowly. "What the hell did you just say?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You said something, and it... was like... German, or Sweedish or something."
I grinned. "It's her! We talked to each other, I guess in her language. Some sort of faerie magic."
I kept looking around, trying to find that buzz again. Then Raina yelped and jumped back about ten feet, away from the jar and cookie.
There she was, little legs wrapped around the jar, her bare tits drenched in wine as she slurped from her cupped hands. Her wings folded back, glittering in the light, like they couldn't figure out what color to be. She slurped up more wine, then slid down the jar with a contented sigh, wiggling her feet back and forth with the jar between her thighs.
"Holy shit!" Raina squeaked, staring at Shen like she was a venomous snake.
"It's okay," I said gently. "She's very nice. Aren't you, Yashen?"
"Yashen love Willy," the little faerie sighed, licking her fingers clean as she flapped her wings slowly. "Willy give Shen nice treats. Yummy treats. Shen want to give nice treats to Willy now."
"Okay. Hold on here." Raina looked intrigued, but still not sure if she was hallucinating. I totally sympathised. "This is the faerie?"
I nodded. "I told you. That's her. I'm not lying. I spent the night here, with her."
"Yashen give nice treats to Willy. Willy love Shen to do it." The faerie struggled to her feet, and did her dancer's skip over toward us. "Hello, nice Willy Wife. Does Willy Wife have treats for Shen?"
Raina shot a look at me while trying not to look like she was afraid of the little winged girl. "W-w-what do I do?"
"The cookie," I mouthed silently at her, and nodded to the chocolate chip.
"Oh! Right! Um, yes. Raina. That's me. Raina has a treat for Shen?" She looked at me to make sure she got the name right. I nodded. Raina edged around the little faerie like she might grow fangs and attack, got the cookie, and timidly held it out.
"What is treat?" Shen tiptoed closer, sniffing the air as she came. "Ooo, is sweet! Yummy treat!" In a flash of color and motion, that crazy screech of excitement, and the faerie darted over, jumped onto the back of Raina's hand, and took about four bites out of the cookie before my wife could even react.
She dropped the cookie, and pulled her hand back, getting a hiss of disapproval from the wild faerie. "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" She checked her hand, but there were no missing pieces.
"Nasty Raina!" Shen spat angrily.
"It's okay, Shen," I said, trying to smooth the way a bit. "You just surprised her."
Shen stood there, looking adorable, sexy, and wild all at once. Her golden hair was mussed and standing on end like the fur on the back of an angry cat. Wings pinned back, her hands flexed back into raking claws, she glared her violet eyes at my wife. "Raina wife must be nice to Shen, or get no treats!"
Oh boy. Okay. Time to calm this pixie down. "She doesn't understand, Shen." I said. "She wants to be friends, right, honey?"
Raina blinked at me and nodded. "Um, yeah. Sure. Sure, I want to be friends."
"Willy Wife Raina must getting!" the faerie demanded.
Raina and I both looked at each other in hopes the other understood what she just said. No such luck.
"What is she getting?" I asked.
"Willy Wife Raina must give Yashen treats!" the faerie demanded.
Raina gulped and picked up the fallen cookie, blew off some of the dirt and dry leaves. "Oh, I'm sorry. It's a little dirty now, but..."