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Dreamtime and playtime (Pim and ChrisGabriel).

Shower? Pim had an idea..

While watching Christin drink made the little pixie feel renewed pangs of lust, the sight of the liquid run down her body, shiny drops adorning her feminine shape making her wish to fly to her immediately to lick it off her, Pim managed to restrain herself. Savouring the mental image, she flew back into the yard again.

She scanned the area, and found the container with the remaining rejuvenating balm. She picked it up, and it seemed quite a bit was left. Enough for plenty of fun, as it was strong stuff.

She sprang into the air, and made her way to the nearest opening of the house. There made her way in the direction she believed the bathroom was. Once she found it, she would make time to spy inside a little, wanting to see how Christin fared.
 
I was faring relatively well. The water cleansed my body and mind, changing hot and cold sprays let me concentrate on something other than my memories. Of course my body still felt a little alien, and I would need to choose if I was happy or sad for these changes... But after a night's sleep who knew? Maybe I would wake up and everything would be all right!
 
A good nights sleep? Not likely, not on Pim's watch. Well, 'good' might be an option, but sleep.. The devilish little pixie was already giggling to herself as she laid plans for tonight's entertainment, watching her gorgeous plaything get ready for bed. She was curious, she knew. Would Christin wear something nice, perhaps? Or be nude? Would she play with herself a little? Perhaps not, as she probably had satisfied any urges she had earlier, but one could hope..

As she watched Christin get to bed, she heard something.. her ears caught a sound, a sound to small for a human ear, but barely audible to a pixie. A rustling sound, the sound of a dog moving. Pim would have thought Thor would be pretty exhausted by now. But no matter. Thor was a big boy. He could look after himself.

Meanwhile, Pim was hidden in Christin's bedroom, watching and waiting for the redhead to fall asleep. She was so exited about what the night would bring, she could not help but slip a hand in between her thighs, teasing herself a little while she waited.
 
Putting on a sheer negligee I felt the material hug my newly firm breasts and was snug on my ass too. I just shook my head as I could even feel it on my thighs. No problem, after all, I would be sleeping tight.

Shrugging and yawning I smiled, I felt quite good. Climbing under my sheets, I laid down and closed my eyes. Trying to empty my mind and fall asleep, there was nothing to keep me awake.

Just the warmth of the night. Tossing and turning, I was feeling quite hot, so finally I just pushed down the covers to my legs, leaving only the thin material cover my skin.

Soon I was half asleep, but my movements trapped my legs in the covers...
 
"MMmmmm..pretty pretty pretty.."

As soon as she was certain the sleeping beauty was indeed asleep, she flew over to the window. Using a bit of dexterity and a pit of magic, she got it slightly ajar.
She whispered something into her hands, then blew it into the night, kind of like one would blow a kiss. Then she snapped her fingers, and created a tiny, red and purplish sphere of light, which bobbed up and down in the air.

This was how pixies sent messages. Her whispered message would reach the ears of those of her kind that might be nearby, and those who cared to look would recognize the ball of light, and see it as an invitation. There was not many faeries left in the area, but there ought to be some, and she was so anxious to show of her new playmate.

Sh jumped onto Chitin's pillow. "Sleep tight, pretty princess.. dream pleasant dreams.. dreams of fun and kissing and fucking.. no need to wake up.. just dream.." , she whispered in her ear, using her most suggestive voice, before kissing her quick on her lover lip.

She looked down on the curvaceous body.. smugly trapped inside her tight little negligée. Pim could not quite help herself. She tiptoed across the redheads body, her legs a little unsteady on the new, soft breasts, and knelt down to toy with her nipples through the gossamer thin nightclothes.
 
I was getting deeper and deeper into sleep, I could feel my body getting heavyer, then finally I was sure that I lost contact with the waking world... I was not really dreaming, just in a highly receptive mental state... And I was feeling of kissing, then playing of that same lips on my nipples... I was getting aroused again.

As my breathing became deeper and slower, my breasts streched the snug material, nipples hardening and pushing up the sheer sleepwear.
 
"Ooooohh.. pretty thing.. Did you just find her?", a low, quite melodic voice could be heard from the windowsill. It was another pixie, similar to Pim in size and body, but with longer hair in pigtails and darker wings that was the speaker.

"SHHH! Don't wake her!", Pim hurriedly answered. "I think she is just at the magic spot between sleep and wake."


"Oh, and you are trying to give her some memorable dreams, I see.. Care if we join you?"
More pixies entered the window, whispering quickly in their own hyper fast tongue. Soon the first pixie had landed next to Christin's other nipple, teasing and massaging it like Pim did. Other pixies were at her pillow, toying with her beautiful hair, cooing their appreciation for her gorgeous, fiery mane. As they did so, they whispered in her ears with soothing little singsong voices.
"Pretty flame hair.. pretty scarlet princess... Do yoy dream.. princess.. pretty dreams.. horny dreams? What do you dream, red hair?"
They were quite amused, because it was quite clear that she was getting more and more aroused, and many added their little kisses to her skin.
 
I do not remember what I dreamed, I just know it was filled with naked women and stroking, kissing, licking, whispers and moans... Little did I realised that at their words my hair turned redder, more like scarlet flames, and that my hands was slowly flailing on my bed, lifting, pushing my body up, undulating in pleasure, showing my breasts, fighting with the manacles trapping my legs... But still trying to move my knees wide open to let my pussy get some release from the pressure building inside me.
 
The pixies laughed quietly as their gorgeous plaything was writhing on the bed, arching her back, making her great bosom heave and move. They kept on kissing and caressing her, one squirming in under her light, tight nightgown, making it's way towards her breasts, kissing its way as it moved. Others were making heir way along her thigh, moving in towards her pussy, teasing her.

Apparently, her arousal was infectious, as several of them made little moans and horny whimpers, obviously affected by her horniness. Indeed, several were playing with themselves, or stroking themselves just as Christin was, or sparing a quick kiss with each others before turning their attention back to their host.

Slowly, Christin started to float a little, made buoyant by magic, her back now a few inches off the mattress.
 
I was draming of flying... then of sinking into the depths of the sea anchored by a rope and some stone around my legs... Interestingly I still could breathe... Then I was swimming like a mermaid in an ocean of pleasure... Little naked fishes writhing against my flesh, like small pawns, frolicking.

I was levitating above my bed somehow, feet traped together, but knees free to be open just enough that the night's air - and pixies - could touch my hot pussy. My hands was gripping the air like it was something tangible, and I was arching my body so my boobs was more accessible, nipples pointing straight up.
 
One pixie had now reached Christin's pussy, and began stroking and playing with it. Others reached it too, and joined in. The eroticism of the situation was affecting the little beings, and soon the soft sounds of moaning, kissing and lustful little giggles began to fill the air.

Some of the pixies were overwhelmed by desire, and began caressing and even coupling with each others, while others prefered to focus on the woman they were toying with.

Pim was sitting astride Chritin's hard nipple, rocking her hips and letting her wet pussy slide over the hard nub and the silky fabric.

Outside, Thor was awake and restless. He had been resting contentedly, but now his dog senses had began to catch on to waht was happening. Something was stirring inside him, and he suddenly felt an inexpliable desire to run around and find.. something. He made a tunning jump over the fence, and dissapeared into the night..

"Ohhhh.. she dreams mermaid dreams..", a pixie cooed, catching a bit of Christins subconcious imagery with her magic senses. "..our little mermaid, swimming in a sea of fucking.."
 
My dreams was now more fucked up, I could not really make out what happened in them, but I know my body was throbbing with pleasure, nipples suckled by small fishes, and my pussy just throbbed, opening to be the fish-school for the smallest fishes, moistening. My fully aroused awake body was dripping with my juices.
 
Christin's delicous pussy was so wet and inviting, one of the little fishes could not help herself. Using her delicate hands, she parted the moist folds. She slipped one hand in, then another, and slowly began to widen the thight opening, untill it was juuuuust wide enough for her to wiggle in, head first, her perky butt jiggling as she struggled to get inside. Off course, having her rear exposed like that would not go unnoticed by the other little fairies. One male (which seemed to be in the minority) grabbed hold of the offered butt, and started screwing the curious pixie from behind as she slipped inside.

The more dream aware one, the one who had commented on the mearmaid dream, strated to weave a little magic of her own. Just some tiny gossamer illusions, made to strenghten the dream imagery. A passing octopus swam by, briefly caressing the floating redhead.
 
Moaning as the fishes swam and pushed against my labia and clit, I started squirmiong a litle more... My hole opening up and my juices flowing, making them a more easy access...

Then the octopus came. With its long, multiple suction cups covered tentacles, I looked after it with a smile. I hoped it would not eat my little fishes... or was they my babyes? Not really knowing, I let the thought go, and just swam on the cloud of pleasure a little more.
 
Luckily, the dream octopus did not eat any of the little fishes. Instead it seemed to be curious about the woman floating in the water. It circed her a few times, and put forth a tentacle, letting it slide over the smooth skin. It trailed her stomach, tickling her gently, before wandering up to the rounded hills of her generous breasts. Those it seemed to like, and with its dexterous and strong tentacles it began touching them, feeling them, lifting them up and feeling their softness and weight, gently squeezing them, wrapping them up in strong coils.

Two of the mischievous pixies grabbed hold of Christins hands, and gently guided them towards her big soft boobs. On top of these, the pixies were giving the nipples a real workout. Pim in particular was having a good time, riding the engorged nipple, soft fabric of the nightgown wet with her juices. Her little cheeks were red, and she was biting her lips hard to not scream out as she came closer and closer to cumming.

She was not alone in this either. The pixie that had been entering her pussy was almost entirely inside, as was the male that was still fucking her.
 
I moaned out bubbles of pleasure as the many tentacles welcomed my hands. I tried to stroke the friendly octopus - my mind filled with thoughts of octo pussyes - and as it caresed my hands and breasts, I was soon trapped by the tentacles. They holding my hands and massaging my breasts felt like it was me playing with them... But I felt its sucking my nipples and surrounding them too... The slimey creature felt too hot to be just an everyday sea-creature...

Meanwhile it seemed to me that the little fishes was not soo little any more, trying to swim back up into my body where they came... As my pussy was massage dby the little dears, I got closer and closer to another orgasm. My boobs being lovingly mauled was just the thin that was needed for my body to clench and squirm, cumming again.
 
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