Barbarain Song Chapter 4 Part 1
The smaller of the three fauns went off into the open field behind the thick trees that ran along the plentiful river. Keena wasn’t sure how she should feel about these beautiful creatures. Although they looked very elvish and were blessed with chiseled perfection, they were obviously wild and had qualities of animals.
Mez held onto her arm as tightly as he could; he seemed to be more worried than Keena was. She didn’t put on her wet clothes, letting them hang on a branch to dry. The female elves of the realm were known for having immaculate breasts, just as the elf men were known for having firm backsides that were high up the back with wonderful dimples on the sides. That being said, Keena knew her chest was known to be the finest of at least the southern half of the realm.
Keena couldn’t help but notice their beautiful, big, soft eyes watching her move her legs slowly open and then gradually close again. The passion and the thrill of the day, mixed with exhaustion, were filling her with a sexual energy she had not felt since the first time she touched her flower between two wonderful trees while looking out over the old prairie back home.
The two fauns watched her, and occasionally they would rub against each other a little. Keena was amazed at the defined abdominal muscles that reminded her of the cobblestone roads she used to run her hands across while waiting for her family to pick her up from archery class. One of the faun’s penises began to drop further and further toward the rock it was standing on. It leaped and raised up, knocking the other faun slightly.
The faun’s member was three times as big as Mez’s, and Keena watched it slowly rise up toward the faun’s underbelly. It looked soft with a wonderful shape, like looking at her forearm while holding a very large mushroom. Keena knew it was far too big for her elvish vagina, but she was fascinated by the gorgeous creatures. They seemed to be putting her under a trance, and she dreamed of taming them, of putting a saddle on them so she could ride and be free with them.
Mez had heard of fauns having this ability to seduce, and he did his best to wake Keena up from being dazzled. He could only whisper and still could not lift himself. Mez knew they could kill him and take her away. He was also afraid of the smaller one who had left, thinking he must be bringing more. Fauns were afraid of elves but, like most other creatures of the realm, were also full of lust and infatuation with the beautiful ones.
Mez now squeezed her thigh as hard as he could, but she still just stared at the fauns. Mez tried not to look himself, as he noticed that he was beginning to feel the urge to try to tame the creatures—but not to ride on top. He was feeling the urge to mount one from behind, to leave his seed. He closed his eyes and thought about how much he loved Keena. Mez kept whispering, “I love you, Keena,” over and over.
Mez, who was also naked, could not help but become as stiff as a barbarian could be. He felt the tip push its way past his belly button, touching his abs. He wanted almost nothing more than to stroke his stiff shaft, but he once again turned his attention to his love. Mez repeated, “I love you, Keena.”
The fauns saw the barbarian’s cock, and now both were hard and leaping against one another as if at any moment they would begin having sex. The sexual tension could be tasted in the air. Mez had one more idea, and he was able to move his hand onto the inside of her soft thigh. His large warm finger, fresh and clean from the river, rolled up and down on Keena’s clitoris, and she slowly began to breathe a little heavier. His finger slid inside her wet, soft vagina past his second knuckle, then back up to her clitoris again. His artful finger movements easily brought her to a soft, relaxing orgasm.
Keena squeezed her legs together, holding his finger in place. She made a high-pitched little moan and then looked into the eyes of the barbarian. The little boat landing they were lying on had a few handmade rafts. Keena untied one and rolled Mez onto it, pushing them off into the slowly moving, cool river. Keena grabbed her clothes and jumped on, spooning with her naked barbarian as the fauns leaped and yelled profanities they could not understand, throwing rocks and sticks.
The two fauns began to fight until one gave in as the other mounted it from behind. The two lovers gently floated down the river, hoping that would be the last escape of the day.