Belinda And The Faun

Belinda And The Faun
Copyright 2003 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009



Mr. Tibbits trotted at a goodly pace down the dusty path through the
woods. His cloven feet kicked leaves and dust up behind him as he raced
towards his meeting with some fellow learned scholars.

Fauns were emotional creatures, but many learned to control their
feelings and became great thinkers, philosophers, and scholars. Tibbits
and his colleagues were meeting this year to discuss the creator god,
Spermes. Was Spermes still alive? If yes, and he took no interest in the
affairs of the world, did it make a difference if he existed? This was
fascinating stuff to Tibbits and he merrily played his pan pipes as he
traveled.

Tibbits was a faun, often called a Satyr. For all intense purposes he
was naked. From the waist up he was a man. His chest was very muscular
and a little hairy. His skin was reddish-brown. His face was of a
devilish appearance. Course black hair covered his head traveling down
to form a thick pointy beard. His eyes were bright yellow, but
red-rimmed. Two small horns extended from his forehead. From the waist
down, Tibbits had the hindquarters of a goat complete with tail. His
course hair was bushy and tightly intertwined forming a loincloth to
protect his genitalia. Despite appearances, he was a docile, friendly,
creature.

Mr. Tibbits was trotting along happily when he noticed the cabin. It was
of a kind the humans built. Humans served no purpose, they had none of
the sexual gifts Spermes’ children possessed, yet they were spreading
like wildfire through the lands. Tibbits would have avoided it all
together, but the delightful aroma of roasting meat danced upon the air
like butterflies around the cabin.

"You would be most welcome to have some," said a female voice.

Startled, Tibbits looked around. The woman was hanging clothes from a
rope tied between two trees. He hadn't noticed her because she was
hidden behind a large quilt. She stepped out into the open.

"Walking nymph.
A Brightness upon the earth.
Perky peaks of purest snow.
Gazing into two mountain pools
Topped by the Sunset."

"Excuse me, good sir?"

"I was commenting on your beauty, lady. The world is a brighter place
because you exist upon it. I am Mr. Tibbits. Yes yes."

"Belinda, and I thank you for the compliment." Tibbits’ poem did describe her well. Belinda wore a tight. peasant bodice that showed of her ample white bosom. Her figure was curvy like a nymph's, thin, but with large hips and breasts. Her eyes were bright blue and her hair did resemble some sunsets, part red, part blonde. "As I was saying. I've plenty stew for a guest if you'd like to join me."

"Yes yes. Delighted my dear, though I will need to leave soon after as I
am in a hurry to meet with some colleagues."

The faun followed Belinda into her cabin. It was the typical home of a
woodsmen, one large room with a fireplace. The home had a nice bed with
down pillows and a stuffed mattress held off the ground by ropes. A table for two sat near the fireplace and in the fire was the stew pot from which the tantalizing aroma emanated.

Belinda filled two bowls with stew and placed them on the table. She
then poured some red wine into two drinking bowls while Tibbits was
staring hungrily into the bowl of stew. "Some wine, sir."

"Oh dear, no no, thank you lady. It is never a good idea to give a faun
wine."

"And why is that?"

"We do not make the best of drunks." Tibbits stared at the red wine
greedily. "No no. We don't need wine. I have some tea in my bags."

"I will heat you some water then. Please do not wait for me, dig in."

"I think I will lady." Tibbits picked up the spoon and soon found the
stew tasted as good as it smelled. The venison was perfect as were the
vegetables and the broth. His long tongue was licking the bowl clean by
the time she sat down.  

"Help yourself to some more, sir," she said.

Tibbits took his bowl back over to the fireplace and filled it "Where is
your man, lady?"

Belinda paused over her meal and spoke quietly. "I've not seen him for
two winters. He went off to fight the orcs and has never returned."

"Forgive me. These are troubling times. The orcs are desperate for mates
I hear. The Bedwin up North are particularly harried. This broth is
excellent, by the way."

"I use a bit a sherry as a base for the broth."

Tibbits was almost finished his second bowl. "Sherry?" He stared at the
bowl of wine sitting beside him. "I think I will have some of that wine
after all. One small bowl can't possibly hurt." The faun's tongue came
out and lapped at the wine like an animal before he swallowed it all
down like a man. "May I have some more stew?"

"Of course."

"And a refill?" He slid the wine bowl towards her.

Belinda opened a cupboard holding half a dozen bottles of wine and
refilled both their drinking bowls. Tibbits refilled his stew bowl with
just broth and was lapping it up. He quickly downed the wine when she
set it down, burping loudly. Fauns did not possess the best table
manners. She quickly poured him some more wine before sitting back down
to her stew.

Belinda looked up from her empty bowl to see Mr. Tibbits staring at her
as he took a swig from her bottle of wine. His stare was intense and his
yellow eyes stared straight at her bosom. "Mr. Tibbits, are you alright?"

"Show me your bosom," he barked.

"What?"

"I want to see your tits." Tibbits was filled with lust now, the strong
drink having unleashed his emotions. He stood, as did Belinda who backed
away from him as he approached. He grabbed a knife from the table just
as she turned to flee. This was a big mistake on her part as it
triggered the faun's hunting instinct. Wild fauns spent their free time
chasing down nymphs and dryads. Resisting just turned him on more.
Tibbits leaped across the room and caught her by the collar, bleating
loudly in her ear. Belinda's bodice was held together by crisscrossing
strings in the front. Tibbits swiftly cut them and tossed the knife
aside out of her reach. He pulled her back to the table while she beat
her hands futilely against his hard, muscular chest which only excited him more.

Tibbits sat and pulled the helpless woman between his legs, his hooves
locking behind her to keep her from escaping. He grasped her cut bodice
and ripped it open. Belinda's large proud breasts burst forth. "Oh these
tits are most exquisite. Yes yes, they are. Beautiful!"  Tibbits hands
came up and squeezed her heaving bosom. The faun caressed her breasts,
then took her nipples between two hairy-knuckled fingers. He tugged and
twirled them until they involuntarily hardened. He bleated, goat-like,
in delight at the hard, fat nipples capping her breasts. The faun leaned
down and his tongue flickered out circling her nipples. "Tasty, but they
need some flavoring," said Tibbits, reaching out for the bottle of wine.
He poured small amounts on each breast, his tongue lapping it up before
sucking her entire nipple between his lips.

Belinda moaned from the attention, scarcely noticing that his hands were
still ripping down her dress. The rip revealed her lean, flat belly,
navel and the tops of her pubic hair. Tibbits stopped, reaching up and
pushing the ruined dress off her shoulders. It fell around her feet
leaving the woman naked and at the mercy of a horny faun.

Tibbits let her step back for two reasons. First, so he could take in
her lush beauty. Her skin was a pure white, unblemished except for a few
freckles here and there. Her pubic mound was a strawberry blonde like
her head, bushy and full. Her nipples were long, fat, and an angry red
from their hardness under his ministrations.

The second reason he let her pull back, was to give his cock room to
grow. Belinda was staring at it as it grew to it's foot long length. The
thick shaft was copper colored like the rest of his skin. Tibbits held
his hairy crotch apart as the cock turned fully hard. "Oh yes yes, it
needs a good sucking. Yes yes, it does."

"By Spermes, that's a big one."

"Yes yes, it is and I'm quite proud of it. Now show me how a human sucks
cock." Tibbits squeezed his goat legs tightly around her waist until she
relented and kneeled before his mighty shaft. Tibbits then wrapped his
hairy legs around her shoulders, locking his hooves behind her back.
Belinda leaned down toward the head and sniffed. "Of course, yes yes,
how rude of me. I must be quite musty from the trail. Lets make it taste
better." Tibbits took a big swig of wine from the bottle, almost
draining it. The last bit in the bottle he poured along his shaft. "Now
suck it. It grows impatient. Yes yes."

Tibbits' large yellow eyes stared lustfully at the nude human as she
reached a tentative hand out and wrapped it around his cock. She pulled
the foreskin back so that his big, red head emerged. Her tongue
flickered out, only to jerk back when she touched him. Growing bolder,
Belinda's tongue came out again, this time licking around the head. The
human woman leaned closer and began licking the wine off his cock.
"Enough licking. yes yes. Suck it,"  said the faun growing impatient.

Tibbits eyes rolled up in his head and he groaned as she took his
Cock head inside her warm mouth. It had been years since he'd had a
proper blow job. The woman bobbed her head over the tip until it scraped
the back of her throat. She relaxed her jaw, skillfully breathing
through her nose and his cock entered her throat. The faun was impressed
by her oral skills. The woman knew how to handle big cock. He tightened
his legs still over her shoulders and pulled her into him. His cock shot
deep into her throat surprising her and for the first time she seemed to
gag.  He relaxed his legs a bit and she pulled back until only the head
was in her mouth. Tibbits pulled her into his cock again until her lips
and nose disappeared into his course fur. He relaxed again and started
using his legs to control the pace as he made her suck him faster and
faster. "Yes yes. Suck that big cock."

Belinda worked her hand under his cock and pushed it into his fur until
she found his huge testicles. Her hand began massaging the two testicles
as her head moved rapidly over his phallus. "Milk it, my lady, milk it.
Yes yes. It's cumming, lady, it's cumming," he growled through clenched
teeth. Tibbits threw back his head and bleated loudly as the semen shot
up his cock, straight into her belly.

The faun relaxed her legs and Belinda pulled back until his cum began
filling her mouth and dripping down her chin. The faun's semen was white
with a purplish tinge. His cock plopped out of Belinda's mouth as she
lost her balance and fell back on her ass. The human shook her head
looking confused. Tibbits stood and walked to the cabinet retrieving
another bottle of wine. "You are one hell of a cocksucker, lady," he
said biting the cork out and swallowing a mouthful of wine.

"Thanksh, I gish," said Belinda, shaking her head. "I feelsh funny. All
warm inside." She giggled a moment like a little girl, then stopped
suddenly as if unsure what she was laughing at.

Tibbits pulled the buxom woman to her feet where she swayed unsteadily.
"We should get you to bed. Yes yes, we should." Tibbits led her over to
the bed and pushed her down on her back.

All Spermes children had sexual gifts. Elves were the most gifted,
having two cocks that changed size and sweet tasting sperm that healed
the ill and gave strength to the weak. Dwarves had their ever hard hammer cocks, 12" long, hard as granite. They had no flaccid state. Orcs had their cock stank which drove females of all species wild with lust. Fauns had several gifts. First, as long as there was strong drink around, their cocks stayed hard and ready to go. Second, their semen tasted like the finest of wines and was potent to match. Belinda was drunk off her gourd.

Tibbits clip-clopped over to the bed and leaned over the drunk woman. He
tipped the wine bottle over her lips and let the stream run down her
lush white body, coating her breasts and nipples. She sucked her belly
in when the wine hit it and a small pool formed in her navel. Tibbits
set the bottle down on the floor by her legs and leaned down over her
lips. His tongue, which was longer then a human penis, flickered out to
lap the wine up around her lips. He then proceeded down, licking her
neck, chest, and breasts. Belinda appeared to have passed out, but
moaned softly in her sleep as his tongue curled around her hard, pointy
nipples.

Tibbits stood and walked to the end of the bed, pulling her legs down so
that they hung over the side. He kneeled between them and leaned forward
to finish the job. The fauns tongue lapped up the wine pooled on her
belly, then licked her skin clean of it. He pushed his tongue into her
navel working it into every crevice until Belinda squirmed as she snored
softly.

Tibbits paused and took a big swig from the bottle of wine while running
his free hand affectionately through her pubic mound. Tibbits then
lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders. He retrieved the wine
again and emptied the bottle over her ripe, young pussy.
Tibbits pushed her legs back, opening up her crotch for him. Wine soaked
her pussy lips and had dripped down to her puckered little anus.

The faun started with her anus. He lapped up the wine as it dripped down
her crotch. The tip of his tongue swirled around her rosebud, continuing
to swirl as he pushed it in several inches. Belinda moaned and squirmed
again. Tibbits pulled is tongue out and flattened it over her anus. He
licked up and across her pussy lips, clitoris, and over the mound where
her pubic hair started. He licked back down, pressing his tongue harder
into her skin. This time Belinda moaned louder. Tibbits curled his
tongue making it pointy again and started exploring every nook and
cranny of her labia, then moved on to her hardening clit. Satisfied he'd
gotten all the wine up, the faun pushed his tongue into her pussy and
started working it around. He pulled it out and teased her clit before
pushing it back in deep. His prehensile tongue was like a living thing,
moving around every inch of her insides, touching everywhere it could.

Tibbits loved the view from where he was. Her pubic hair was like the
edge of a forest under his nose. The forest was on the edge of a snow
covered plain still shiny from his saliva. Two perfect snowy mountains
rose from the plain, capped by painfully hard nipples. Belinda was still
asleep and snoring softly with a little moan every now and then. Soon
she was moaning more then snoring. Her head tossed and turned and her
fiery hair made it look like the sun was rising between her ripe
breasts. Belinda arched her back and her eyes flew open with a soft cry
of pleasure. Grinning in her pussy, Tibbits moved his tongue back to the
spot that had triggered her reaction and teased it mercilessly.

Belinda's breathing quickened. She ran her hands over her breasts and up
through her beautiful hair. The flat plain of her belly began undulating
as her pussy mound raised up into Tibbits’ mouth. Belinda arched her back again and screamed in pleasure as she orgasmed. Tibbits wasn't done yet. He kept teasing the spot with his tongue until Belinda shook all over. She struggled, squirmed, writhed, and whimpered with pleasure. The human woman raised her head, her bright blue eyes staring into his bloodshot, yellow ones and she came again. Tibbits lapped it up, Belinda's body spasming a little. "No more, pleassh," she begged, still drunk, her pussy now feeling too sensitive. Tibbits pulled his tongue out from her pussy, but couldn't resist curling it around her hard little clit until she came a third time.

The faun laughed in delight, stood and skipped over to retrieve another
bottle of wine. When he turned around after swallowing a long sip, he
was sporting another huge erection. "Turn over," he said, growling
"NOW," when she was slow to obey.

Tibbits moved back between her legs and pulled the woman up so that she
was on all fours. The faun squeezed her ass cheek and worked his thumb
into her anus while tilting his head and swallowing more wine. Belinda
struggled, but he squeezed her ass until she quit moving. She burped
loudly then pleaded with the faun. "Not there, sir. Pleash, itsh too
big."

Tibbits set the bottle down and smacked his palm across her ass while
working his thumb in deeper. "Quiet," he ordered.

"Pleash," she said, then "OW," as he spanked her again. "Theresh shome
honey in the cupboard."

"Yes yes, of course," said Tibbits, releasing her and retrieving the
honey. He returned, drank some more wine, then stuck his cock straight
in the honey jar. He pulled the jar up, letting honey ooze down his
shaft until he felt it was well lubricated. He pulled the jar off his
cock and threw it against the wall where it shattered, splattering honey
everywhere. Tibbits then bent his sticky cock down and pushed the tip
against her tight little anus. It stretched wide open under his pressure
and slipped inside.

"Too big, too big," cried Belinda and she struggled to pull away.

Tibbits bleated with excitement at her struggling and grabbed her hair,
pulling back on it until half his cock pushed deep inside her ass.
Surprisingly, her ass wasn't as tight as he would have thought and his
cock easily slid in deeper. She continued wriggling to escape him while
Tibbits held her hair like a rein and started humping his hips. Belinda
quit struggling and soon was pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts.
"Me thinks she begins to likes it, she does. Yes yes," said Tibbits
releasing his hair. "She deserves to cums again. Yes yes." Tibbits
reached around her leg and slid a finger into her pussy. His skillful
fingering and the big cock pumping her ass, quickly had Belinda cumming
again. After thrusting a few dozen more times, he shot a large load of
semen deep into her bowels. "Stay like that, lady," ordered the faun.

Tibbits drained the wine and tossed it into a corner, shattering the
bottle. He retrieved another and took a big swig, stroking his cock with
his free hand to keep it hard. He returned to Belinda who had apparently
passed out with her ass up in the air. The Faun's semen was really quite
potent and she'd have a bad hangover in the morning, but then so would
he.

Tibbits kneeled behind her again, drinking some more wine as he watched
his purplish-white semen welling up out of her ass. He pointed the tip
of his cock at her pussy and pushed it in. "By the gods," moaned Belinda
waking up and pushing back. "Sooo big a cock you have, Mr Tibbits."

"The better to fuck you with, my dear. Yes yes." Once again Tibbits
found her looser then expected and was surprised and delighted that she
easily took his entire cock. Belinda and the faun ground their crotches
together before Tibbits started giving her a slow fuck. He guzzled his
wine while slowly rotating his hips. When the bottle was empty, he
tossed it aside, grabbed her hips, and fucked her goat-style, hard and
fast. Belinda orgasmed again and again. With each orgasm, her front fell
a little until her head was buried in her mattress and only her ass was
thrust into the air. The faun thrust his cock deep into her womb, threw
his head back and bleated loudly as he drained his balls into her pussy.
Tibbits collapsed and passed out on the woman, his cock still squirting
sperm.

The faun fell off her some time during the night. When he woke up, the
room was spinning and his head hurt. He opened his eyes to see the
beautiful Belinda pounding her pussy down on his hard cock. Her petite
hands were wrapped around his horns, pulling his head up each time she
slammed her pussy down. A fresh bottle of wine was sitting by the bed
and he grabbed it, drinking to clear the cobwebs from his skull. After
that, he used his powerful goat legs to thrust his hips up, bucking her
up and down his cock. Belinda came when his semen shot up inside her.

The drunken orgy lasted two more days until Belinda's wine ran out.
Tibbits sat and ate at the table while Belinda sucked him off under the
table, soon becoming drunk on his semen.
Then they would retire to her bed for more fun.

"Gone," he bleated, "all gone. No no." when Tibbits opened her wine
cupboard and found it empty. "My meeting! I must hurry. Yes yes."
Tibbits had long lost track of the days and his meeting was long over.

"You're leaving?" asked Belinda, coming inside after bathing in a nearby
stream. She was still nude, her magnificent body wet and glistening.

"Yes yes, I must go. My apologies for what I have done."

"I hate you, you brute. I must escape." Belinda was smiling as she ran
out the door.

Tibbits could not resist a buxom nude female fleeing from him. His cock
hardened one last time and he set off in pursuit. His primal, hunting
instinct ruled and he caught her in a clearing. He left her head down,
ass up, with a pussy full of sperm and returned to get his bag.

"Best fuck I had in months," mumbled Belinda, as she pushed herself to
her feet. "Only part I hate is cleaning up the mess." Belinda clutched
her stomach feeling ill. She looked down her body knowing what she'd
see.. Her proud breasts were sagging, the nipples now pointing
downwards. Her breasts soon shriveled up like desiccated melons. Her skin wrinkled, varicose veins appeared on her legs, as well as liver spots, and the aches and pains returned as her spell failed. "Just in time," she said, hobbling over to her cabin to see the anxious faun take off down the trail at a brisk trot.

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Albrecht, the wine merchant drew his sword as the wild eyed faun trotted
past him. The faun kept going and he breathed a sigh of relief. He sat
back down in his cart and ordered the mule to start moving. He didn't
like coming this deep in the woods, but the crone was one of his best
customers. She came out as he stopped before her cabin.

The hag was hideous and he strongly suspected her of being a witch. Her
hair was long, stringy, and white with bald patches showing through. Her
skin had more wrinkles then a prune and what teeth she had were crooked
and yellowed. "Same order as last month, merchant," she called.

Albrecht began unpacking bottles of wine. "You sure go through a lot of
wine. Begging your pardon, grandmother."

"It's for my guests, merchant."

The hag paid him and Albrecht climbed back into his cart. "Careful,
grandmother, there are fauns about these woods."

And with that the witch cackled and she was still cackling as he rode
off.

The End

Author’s Note: Although there’s no direct connection. This story is set in the same universe as “The Last Elf.”