5 comments/ 42138 views/ 3 favorites Fairies, Ghosts, and the G-Spot By: Untameable_Guy This story was written for the 2012 Halloween Contest. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. *************** "Just stick your finger in with your palm facing up. Then curl it and feel the top. You will feel a spongy...," Jami's voice cuts in over the phone, "Yes I know...the spongy area that will grow hard when I flex, but it does not feel any different." I can here the aggravation in her voice. I have been through this before with her. Several times in fact, and each time it always ends the same; her getting annoyed that she could not find that mythical g-spot. She has read books, seen the diagrams, bought a special g-spot toy, and still nothing. We started talking about it one night and having me tell her how to rub it and where it should be and best angles to reach it, but my experience has always been from the other side where it was I exploiting this spot on other women. She started to ask questions and try to follow my guidance, but I cannot see her do it. So far she has not wanted to meet. She wanted to just keep this something anonymous. We met online and shared erotic stories and experiences. We then started talking on the phone and sending texts back and forth. I have yet to actually meet her, and it sounds like I never will, which is actually fine with me. Since I was married and she did not want to fall for a married man the rule has always been to keep this anonymous. No last names, no pictures, no video, no webcam, and no seeing the other at all. I have agreed to this since I did not want to cheat on my wife and did not want to fall for her either. For the last nine months have kept this an anonymous relationship, yet personal... very personal and very hot. We have had deep philosophical conversations and have had very hot phone sex sessions and every other type of conversation in-between. She has this amazing sexy voice, a very creative and imaginative mind, great personality, and if her descriptions of herself are accurate, a great looking brunette with a toned body. Then one day we started to talk about the g-spot and how good the orgasm seems to be. Since it does not get over sensitive like rubbing the clit can after you cum you can just keep getting orgasms over and over and over and this of course has greatly interested her. She had tried many times on her own and bought a toy for this as well, but still could not find it. I started to try and help as best I could, but so far nothing but frustration. "Try two fingers Jami, curl them and then pull them back till they are stopped by the pubic bone." I repeat to her again. "I am trying! One finger, two, three, the toy it makes not difference." She gives out an exasperated groan that just drips with aggravation. "If I keep this up I am just going to scratch the hell out of my pussy with my nails and never get off tonight." Smiling, I resign myself to another failed attempt. "Ok Jami, let's forget about that then. I have been stroking myself slowly for the last five minutes while you have been digging around that wet pussy. I need to get you caught up with me. So I want you to straighten those fingers and start to finger fuck yourself. Start by moving them slowly in and out. Just close your eyes and picture me there with my fingers slowly fucking that hot pussy of your. " I hear her breathing change to the deeper more rhythmic sound of her getting turned on. "Good girl. Now just feel my fingers twist and turn inside, getting covered with all your wetness. Oh I bet it tastes so good. Take you fingers out and taste them. " I hear the sounds of sucking and licking followed by a deep moan. "Oh Shawn, I taste good. Mmmm." I hear the wet sounds of her sucking her finger. "Tell me what to do Shawn. Tell me how you want to do me." "OK. I will tell you Jami. I want you to put them back in and then speed up your pace. Plunge them in and out of your wet pussy. Let's get all that frustration out." I can hear the wet sloppy sounds of her fingering herself. I keep stroking, but slowly. I try to time it as close as I can to her actual cum. "Now pick up your toy, turn it all the way up and slap your clit with it." I hear the slap followed by the moan from her. "Again." She complies. "Harder now. Come on slap that clit like I would be doing with my hard dick." I hear the sound of wet impacts and her voice rising and falling with each one. "Now just set it right on that exposed clit. Push it in. Rub it up and down. Picture it is my cock is sliding up and down your pussy and rubbing that clit; your hand pushing me hard against you to increase the friction on your clit. Oh that feels so good Jami." Her breathing and groans are telling me she is close. I pick up the pace on my cock rubbing faster and envisioning it sliding between wet pussy lips and against that clit. "Oh I am almost there and I can tell that you are too. You want me to make you cum. Don't you?" "Uh huh. Please can I cum... please." I hear her soft voice plead with me. Just waiting for me to give her permission. "Ok Jami you can cum, but only after I spray my cum all over that pussy so that you rub into your clit would you like that? I am so close. Would you want me to cum right on your clit so you can then cum?" "Please... cum on me... please let me cum." I can hear her labored voice; I know from the sounds that she has slowed down waiting to cum. "Oh.... yeah... here... it... cums... AHHHHHhhhhhhh!," and I shoot over my hand still stroking myself. "Now rub that pussy baby. Rub my cum into that clit. Cum for me now." And with that I hear the pace increase and then a few seconds later her groan out loud. I love to listen to Jami cum and the slow let down and slowing of her voice as she regains the ability to talk. "Wow Shawn!" she says between labored breaths. "That was a strong one. Mmmm. Did you cum as well?" For some reason I always smile when she asks that question. Like I was not obvious enough. "You heard me and I told you I did. Only it was not onto your pussy, but on to my hand and stomach and left a sticky mess. Thank you Jami by the way. I enjoyed that." I tell her. "No, thank you. You did all the work there. I just wish it had been you though. Still though, I really think it is better for us not to know..." silence. I wait a few seconds for her to finish her thought. "Jami are you OK?" I ask not really concerned since I can still hear her breathing, but clearly something stopped her. Maybe someone came in or she heard a noise. "Sorry. Yeah I am Ok just had a passing thought. Something that just popped into my head." I can hear something in her voice. I don't know what it was, but something changed just then. "Do you want to tell me about it?" I ask. "I don't think I should Shawn." "Why not. Is it really that dirty?" I am smiling to myself and can see another session forming. "Well it is, but not that dirty. It is just that for some reason I thought ..." She stops again. "Come on Jami, just tell me. I am sure that whatever it is cannot be that bad. Tell me Jami." I tell her. I hear a pause and can almost see her biting her lip wondering if she should tell me. "I thought about having you show me how to find and give myself a g-spot orgasm in a way that would still keep us anonymous." I sit up excited at this prospect and start to think. The answer comes to me quickly since we just talking about it before we started today. "You are thinking of Halloween aren't you? Thinking of us meeting in our costumes. That's it isn't it?" She does not say anything, but her silence is damning evidence all the same. "Hmm... I wonder how that would work? Me coming over to your house all dressed up as the faceless ghost and you as your fairy princess. Boy there's a fantasy meeting if I have ever heard one." I said. It does sound ridiculous, but still though, it also sounds rather exciting. I hear her giggles as clearly the image of that crossed her mind too. "Yeah what a site that would be. That's why I did not want to say anything. It's kind of strange. The innocent fairy princess with her skirt pulled up as the dark and terrifying ghost fingered her pussy giving her the long sought after g-spot orgasm. It really does sound like something out of a dark fantasy book." She is right, but it still sounds exciting and erotic and I tell her as much. "I mean just picture it. You lying there, wings all crumpled on the bed. Breasts exposed to the air showing the princess's hard nipples. Her skirt pulled up and pussy lay exposed to the dark figure standing over the edge of the bed. Fingering her pussy, rubbing her clit, making her all wet." I can hear her breathing getting deep again and I know that she has started touching herself. "Your face covered in a gem studded mask and your long brown hair lay strewn all over the bed. Your brown eyes closed, as you are lost in the moment of me fingering you. Your hands rubbing those breasts knowing that I am looking at you from behind my faceless mask." I know that I am not going to cum so soon a second time but start to stroke as well. I hear her excitement and know that she never quite returned down from her last orgasm. This is going to be a quick one for her. "As I start to curl my two fingers in your pussy I pull up and rub them back and forth against where I know that g-spot is found. You feel it building deep inside and moan telling me that I have found it. I move to the edge of the bed and you open your eyes to see my dick sticking out of my black outfit. My hand slowly stroking." Then surprisingly she takes over. "I reach out... touching you for the first time. Feeling your hardness. I see your precum ... and scoop it up ... to my deep pink lips," she speaks haltingly in her sexy mesmerizing voice. "You take your fingers out ... and bring them up to your mask. I can hear you smell ... me and know how you long to taste me as well. Instead... you push your fingers back in ... and keep fingering that hidden spot." She waits and I just listen to her building up closer and closer. "Ohhhhh...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh!" And I can hear her cum again. I wait, listening, stroking, and rock hard and know that I am going to have to cum again tonight. Then I hear her breathing start to slow and her moans die back. "Jami that was such an incredible image. You truly are such a sexy women." I hear her still just breathing and so push forward with this. "Jami, I want to do that. To touch you and show you and give you your first g-spot orgasm." "Oh I would like that too Shawn. Wow! That was unexpected. I did not know I would cum so fast. I guess I must have liked that idea." I suddenly really want this to happen. I take a deep breath, for some reason I am afraid to say this in words, but it does leave my lips. "Then let's do it. Halloween is only a few weeks away so let's do this Jami. Let's finally meet but in costumes and then let me give you a private hands on lesson." I hear a pause and then in a surprised voice, "Are you serious Shawn? You mean like really meet? I thought that you did not want to cheat on your wife?" Jami asks. I try so hard to listen to some hint in her voice as to how she feels about it. I keep stroking. "No sex Jami; just hands or toys. I know that this is a very gray area as far as cheating or not cheating goes, but I really like this idea." I really don't know just how this fits into my desire not to cheat on my wife, but at the moment it sounds just too fucking good of an idea to let this opportunity slip by. "I really want to do this for you Jami... with you... to you. The meeting of the dark ghost and the fairy princess." My precum is really starting to flow again. "Oh Shawn I don't know. It does sound so fucking hot, but I don't think it is a good idea." I can hear the hesitation and weakness in her voice. My cock jumps in my hand. God I hope I don't fuck this up. She is a good friend and has been a lot of fun, but this is such an opportunity. "Why not Jami? You will not see who I am. I will not see you in your mask. Neither of us would recognize the other in public. We could pass by each other on the street and never know. Let's do this Jami. We can still keep this just as anonymous as now, only just adding touching." There is silence on the other side of the phone and know she is thinking. "I know you want to as well. Look at how fast you came there Jami. We have two weeks to work out the details. We can meet in our cars or at a motel, we don't have to meet at a house at all." I keep stroking and know that she can hear me on the phone. She is silent a little longer and when she speaks I know I almost have her. "Well I don't know Shawn. How would you feel about this? This is pretty much cheating." She is right, but if I keep this to hands only..."That's why we keep this to hands only. I will be ok with this I promise. Don't make a decision now, just think about it Jami. OK?" My stroking is feeling very good. I know that I am going to be cumming again soon. "No Shawn. I know I want to do this too. I want to have someone touch me. I want to know how to do this and this is as good a way as any and still remain unknown." I got her I think. I am going to do this! I feel the cum building and know I am only a few strokes away from cumming. "But I still think we need to think about this OK. Let's talk about this more later after we sleep on it. OK?" My breathing is getting fast and I know that I cannot hide how close I am. "OK Jami. Deal. Now, I am about to cum as you probably can tell." "Uh huh. I thought that is what you were doing. Do it Shawn. Let me hear you cum again before we go tonight," Jami tells me. "Oooohhhhh. I am cumming! AHhhhhhhhhh," and I again coat my hand and stomach in cum. I blink a few times. That was really strong. Jami gives me a few moments listening to me recover as well. "Mmm... That sounded hot Shawn. I hope I can see that soon. If I don't go soon I am never going to get to sleep tonight." Jami said. I can tell she is trying to resist touching herself again. I take a deep breath. "Yeah I know the feeling Jami. Let's think about it, but I think that the faceless ghost is going to be playing with the fairy princess soon." I chuckle at this again and hear the giggle from her. "Well then good night Shawn. Sleep well sexy and we will talk about this later." "You too Jami. Sleep tight." And with that I hang up the phone. I lay back and think to myself. What am I getting into? Ideas start to form about this as well as excitement. I tell myself that I really need to think about this on a clear head and not one still clouded by orgasmic shadows. ************* It was on my lunch break when my phone rang and saw it was Jami. "Afternoon sexy. Happy Halloween." "I hope so. So, are you still going tonight?" Jami asked. It had been two weeks since we had the initial conversation about meeting. Since then there were several emails and phone calls back and forth. We have discussed this future meeting. As the time approached the more excited I became and the more I rationalized this meeting as not cheating. This was just helping a friend out. Still though, there was something so exciting about meeting her that I knew it was affecting my logic, but I really did not care. I did not know what was more exciting to me; the actual prospect of finally meeting, or the showing of Jami how to find her g-spot. There is just something so hot to be the first to do something for or to someone. The place that she agreed to meet at was at a hotel that was throwing a Halloween party in one of their ballrooms. I got the impression that she was thinking of going to this anyway with some friends. Well this sounded perfect to me too since I was going to be out that night and the hotel was not far out of my way. "Yes Fairy Princess I am. My wife knows that I am going out with a friend and will be back very late. You still not telling me what you are going to look like?" I ask. This was part of the game she wanted to play. She said she wanted a way out at the last moment if she changed her mind. Despite how she is over the phone or email, she is still quite shy and timid. "No, Shawn I am not. I really want to do this though just nervous." She tells me. For the past two weeks I can tell she has been fighting this internal battle. Even after this affirmation I still am not sure what the odds are of us actually meeting. If she did show up though, the odds would be good despite what she wore. I did not want to burst her bubble and liked the idea of her thinking she was in control, but I could see one big flaw in her plan. "Ok ... Ok. You have the control. You will have to seek out the faceless ghost and you will be so glad when you do." "See you there... and if you are lucky... you may even see me." And then I heard the beep of her hanging up the phone. ********** I picked out this costume at the store a while ago and have been modifying it to serve my purpose. I wore a tight fitting light gray shirt with equally tight fitting pants with an elastic belt line. The outfit came with a darker gray robe type thing that I cut up a whole lot more leaving large ribbons of cloth hanging off my body. I added a few extra lighter colored cloth ribbons here and there. These were of a different more rugged material then the rest. I then put on the gray faceless mask that matched the under layer. I had slightly modified this as well and cut a slit in it for my mouth. I looked at myself in the hotel mirror and was very pleased with the effect that I saw. Even in full light you could not see through the mask and the gray ribbons and shredded robe allowed full access to my pants. I looked around the room, packed my clothing that I wore in to the hotel in a bag and then headed down stairs. It was only about nine-thirty and we were going to meet at about ten. I just wanted to make sure I was going to be there to see her enter. When I got there the room was still mostly empty. It was a bit early so there were not a whole lot of people there yet, but the music had already started. I got a drink from the bar and found a seat where I could watch the door. There were only about a dozen or so people there so far, no fairies, but people were still just starting to trickle in. I still did not know how Jami planned to keep herself hidden from me. Fairies are not that common of a costume. I should be able to see her as soon as she walked in and then make my move on her first. I did not want to give her a chance to back out and knew that if I could start things then she would not say no. It was about five after ten when I saw her enter. She was dressed as a yellow fairy in a tight fitting leotard with a multi colored miniskirt and blond hair... wait. I took a second look. Unless Jami lied about her appearance, that could not be her. Jami was taller and had brown hair. I sat back down still confidant in my plan of finding her first. Then I saw a second woman dressed as a fairy walk in, then a third, a fourth, a fifth, and a sixth all following the yellow one in. Each one had different colors and outfits. Four could have easily been Jami. So, that was her plan at hiding from me. I watch as the group of fairies go and find a couple of tables to sit at. Well this sure puts the advantage back in her court and made me a bit uncomfortable that so many may be in on this plan. Jami has told me before how she has a few friends that she talk with about sex stuff. If these are them, there is no idea how much they could know, or how they think of this. I shook my head, finished my drink and got up and walked to the bar. I did not make it to the bar before I felt a pull on my costume. I turned around and faced the little yellow fairy smiling at me. "So, you must be this Shawn I have heard about." Just as I thought, Jami had told others. "I wanted to see you for myself before Jami did something stupid." There was very little warmth behind her smile. Fairies, Ghosts, and the G-Spot This was even a more annoying now. Not only did this give Jami a chance to back a way, she clearly did not have the support from those she told. Maybe all I have to do is prove myself to her friend. Well if I stand any chance of this, lets see what happens. "I am, and I guess you were sent over to check me out. Can I get you a drink or maybe a dance?" I answer. "No she did not send me over. I wanted to just come and see you before she did." She looks back towards the group of fairies and I try to see who she could be looking at or getting a signal from, but could not tell anything. "Let's dance then. I did want to check you out after all." She answered with a smirk. Uh oh. I did not like the sound of that. I followed her out to the floor and the music had a fast and sexy beat to it. She wasted no time. I don't know what was going on, but she was determined to make a show of it. She started bumping, rubbing, and just dancing like she was just begging to be fucked. Thinking that she was either testing me or just fucking with Jami. I behaved myself as well as I could do but she was doing a damn good job of getting a rise out of me. My hands went up her sides and tried to keep things to a minimum. She then grabbed my ass and started to rub her crotch on my leg. I looked down and saw nothing but a sadistic smile. Enough was enough. I grabbed her hip and held her still. It was not tough since she was so little of a thing. She tried to wiggle still smiling at me. "There you go. Show me what you really are like." She told me as she started to ride my knee and I could feel her tighten her thighs around my leg. That's enough of this I though. I straightened my leg and she slipped off. "All right. What the fuck are you doing? This is more then just checking me out here. Are you fucking with me or just trying to piss Jami off so she won't meet with me?" I asked her. Her hand then left my ass and went to the front of my pants and started to rub my hard on she did manage to create. "What's wrong? I thought you liked to take advantage of women. Isn't this what you are here for?" She said with such sarcastic voice. I took her hand and pushed her away. I turned and started to walk back to the bar. I feel her pull my arm to stop me. "You stay away from her. She is vulnerable right now and does not know what she is doing. You mess with her and I will make sure you regret it." I pull my hand away from her and keep walking. That one is going to be a pain. I get to the bar and get a drink and then turn to see the yellow pain talking with one a green fairy that could have been Jami. No one is looking at me so I am still at a loss. I am tempted to just call this whole thing off and leave. I will finish this one drink and if nothing else happens I am out of here. I turn to head back to my now occupied table and see a pink fairy wearing an elegant slinky outfit with a smooth satin mask walking towards the bar. This was another one of the fairies that could have been Jami. I walk down and go to intercept her and wait at the bar. When she comes up I start the conversation. "Seems to be a lot of fairies here." "Yes there is. Not many ghosts though. I have been told you are looking for a specific fairy." The music makes it difficult to hear her voice clearly enough to identify her. Damn why did she have to make this so difficult. "Well I am waiting for one in particular. Hoping that she will find the courage to come find me. Do you know Jami?" I ask. I am eyeing her carefully. She passed me what looks like an authentic smile. "Yes, I know Jami. Sorry to say this, but I think she still has not made up her mind about meeting you." She says and then orders a Corona from the bar. This still could be her, but my hopes were dying quick. "Oh? Did she say why? The last fairy tried to warn me away from her. Even threatened me not to touch her." I pulled out some money and paid for her drink before she could say anything. "I don't even think that Jami explained the nature of this meeting with her. I really think that it would be best if you all just let her decide who she meets." She startes to drink her beer. There was a total element of professionalism with her. Almost like we were talking about work related topics. "Well I can tell you that Jami is not like the rest of us. When she told us she had a meet up with a guy here we could not believe it. She is not the type to do that sort of thing," she said. Damn... just another fairy coming to just check me out. How many of these do I have to go through! "Have you come to check me out and interview me too?" I ask? "And what does that mean 'she is not like the rest of you'? Are you all as, excuse me for saying, bitchy like the yellow one was and she is just nicer?" I was getting tired of this game real quick. "No," the pink fairy says. "I came here to get a beer, but if you want to talk about this, I see no reason why not. I will admit that I am curious about why Jami would meet someone here." I take a drink and wonder how much I should tell her. Well maybe if I find out just how much Jami told them. "Did Jami tell you why she wanted to meet with me?" She took another sip before talking. "Come on, there is a table over here." She walked over to this dark corner table and we both sat down with our drinks. "We know that she found an online friend. An untouchable. Meaning that you are married. She has told a few of us of some of the conversations. About how she seems drawn to you. How she is really wants to meet you and submit to you. That is why we are concerned and that is where she is different. She is not as confident as the rest of us with sex and she is the only submissive one of us." I take a drink and think for a second. She is right about being submissive. On the phone, shared fantasies, chat; she has always taken the submissive role. I have always tended to be a dominant lover, and some of the fantasies and chats we have shared are with her being my submissive. It did not occur to me that she really wanted to submit to me. I thought it was just fantasy. I take another drink and look at this pink fairy sitting across from me and just shake my head at the craziness of all of this. "A bunch of dominating fairies looking out for their submissive one huh. Well that explains Ray of Sunshine fairy coming off all aggressive like that. I guess that also means that you all have sort of discouraged her from seeing me tonight and used your influence to change her mind. Don't you think that is interfering in her business? Especially since I am here trying to help her out. It still sounds like Jami has not told you why I am here and what we were going to do. I just wish that you all would back off and let her choose." She looked at me for a bit like she was studying me and could see through my mask. A spark of interest has shown in her dark eyes. "Tell me then. I will not let her know I know unless I deem it necessary. If I feel that this is in her best interest then maybe we can help change her mind a bit." She said. This woman was way more down to earth then the yellow bitch fairy, but still commanding. Only with her it was not coming off negative. Instead she just seemed sexy. I am tempted to tell her just because she asked, but what would Jami say if I did tell her. These women seem really close and if they know Jami is a submissive type then I guess they must have many sex talks. I wonder why she has not told them about this then. I feel that I can trust this pink fairy, I mean woman, with this and not have her embarrass Jami. I guess it would not hurt to tell her. But first, this lack of name thing is driving me crazy. "Before I tell you, can you at least give me your name? I hate to keep thinking of you as the ' Pink Not Jami Normal Fairy.'" She laughed at that. "I am Michelle. The bitchy first fairy you encountered is Barbra. She really is not that bad once you get to know her. Just a bit... well aggressive at times." Yeah... I bet she is. I can almost picture her standing over a figure with a paddle in hand smacking the shit out of some poor soul's ass. "Well then Michelle, here's what's going on," I then started to explain Jami's problem about wanting to find her g-spot and the nature of our arrangement. Michelle just sat there and drank her beer while I explained. I don't know if it was the mask, but it was very difficult to read her expressions. She hid them so well. "So she was going to meet me here and I was going to help her out." Michelle just turned her head and looked towards the table. "Poor Jami. She has never mentioned this to any of us. We would have gladly helped her. Then again I guess she was just too shy. She has so wanted to try to fit into our group and share stories." She finished off her beer while she was looking at the table. I had to laugh. "So there is a group of dominating fairies and one submissive one trying to fit in and not one of you have shown her?" I stopped and just shook my head. I cannot believe I just said that sentence. She then looked back at me, a dark look flashed in her eyes behind that pink mask for a second before she hid it. "Well she has never been interested in girls. Trust me, some of us would have gladly helped her out." After chatting with her for nine months and sharing fantasies this came as a bit of a surprise. "Not interested? She seems to be open to just about everything sexual. We have even talked about threesomes with women and they seem to have really turned her on. I think she might not have told you all more than just a few things. Maybe all of this just seemed a bit much to tell her friends. To be honest, the two of you I have met so far intimidate the crap out of me and I am not a sub." She looked at the table and then slowly turned back to me smiling. "So all you want to do is touch and show her huh? Just hands? The dark ghost fiddling with the fairy?" She asked me. The tone of voice she used intrigued me. I could tell that an idea occurred to her. "That was the plan. Why? What did you have in mind?" I asked. I started to see the possibility that I may get to do this yet. "What room are you in Shawn?" She asked in a quick business like tone. "312." I answer quickly. What is it about her that makes me jump like that? She stood up and looked down at me. "Ok then here's what you are going to do. Send a double of tequila over to the table; I will make sure she gets it. Go and wait in the hotel room for thirty minutes. If she is not there by then you are shit out of luck." Then she started to leave before I could say another word. Then she turned around. "Oh and thanks for the beer Shawn." Then walked off swaying her ass. I just watched her leave, closed my mouth, and shook my head. Whoa! Michelle was something else. There was no doubt that she was used to getting her way and when she says jump, you jump. Well if she supports this, then I have little doubt I will be seeing Jami soon. I got up and followed Michelle's instructions and had the bar tender send a double shot of tequila to the table and left the ballroom. Walking back to my room it suddenly occurred to me that for the first time, I think I have met a women who could dominate me and who I would love to submit to. I am not sure who would not. But that's for another day. Tonight I need to focus on Jami and helping her find that elusive spot. **************** When I got to the room I really had nothing to do but wait. I sat at the table looking out the window listening to music thinking about Jami, fairies, and the evening. This has been a strange evening. The prospect of meeting Jami would have been out of character enough for me, but doing this in costume, and then to throw in dominating fairies. Yup, very odd evening and a little late to back out now. Part of me really hoped that she would not come, but a larger part of me hoped that we could still do this despite the craziness. After about twenty minutes the door knocks with a soft sound that tells me who is there. Just in that knock I can hear trepidation. I get up and walk towards the door, take a deep breath and open the door. "Trick or treat?" A silver fairy with long brown hair says in a voice I recognize immediately. "A treat I hope Jami. I am glad to finally meet you." I reach down and take her hand in mine and pull her in. Then blinked. Right behind her I see Michelle. "Hope you don't mind if I tag along. I figured that both of you could use a chaperon." She says smiling. "Besides, it made her feel better knowing that I would be here too." Then she walked in the room and shut the door. I really don't know what to think to be honest. Michelle was going to be here too? "Uh... I guess so. Does not look like I have much of a choice does it." Jami walked in and sat on the bed. "She told me that she got you to tell her what we were going to do here and she said that she wanted to make sure I was safe." I was about to apologize for reveling her secret, but Jami stopped me. "It's OK. I know how Michelle is, and besides, I still really wanted to do this. I guess I just needed a little extra persuasion." I am sure that the thought of also maybe having a three-some might have something to do with her allowing Michelle here too, but who am I to argue with that. Michelle then took the seat I was just setting in and turned it around and faced the bed. "Yup. And lucky for you I did not tell Barbra or she would have been up here in a second too." She sounded very pleased with herself. I am usually one who tends to be in control of most of what is going on around me and all evening I feel like I have lost what control I have had in this situation. I had plans laid out for this moment, words to say to start things off, and ideas of where to start. Suddenly I feel that with the presence of Michelle completely at a loss. "Uh... well I guess I should be thankful it is just the two of you then." I stop and take a deep breath trying to just focus on Jami and ignore the other pink fairy right behind me. I really had not had a chance to take her in before I saw Michelle. Jami was dressed in a silvery satiny fabric with a matching half mask that had green and pink gems on it. She even put on bright pink lipstick to match the phone session we had. My eyes move down and see her silver wings over her shoulders as my eyes hit her breasts. Her costume does a good job of showing off her large breasts. The fabric clung to her tone form beautifully and her short silver, green, and pink mini skirt did not even come to mid thigh. "My Jami, you are as sexy as I always imagined you would be." Jami giggled a bit. "Thanks Shawn. You know you look rather creepy like that. I cannot see your face or your body at all. It really is just like we acted out over the phone isn't it?" I smiled under the mask. "Well I thought that is what you had wanted sexy. Just the meeting between the ghost and the fairy. Not the meeting between Shawn and Jami." I bend down and lift her hair to my nose and smell. My hand brushes her shoulder and I can see a slight shudder. "Jami, stand up and turn around for him. Show him all of you." Michelle said from her chair. Suddenly I am reminded that there is someone else here. Still though, that was what I was about to ask Jami to do anyway. I took her hand and guided her up and she turned around slowly. I can see the pink rise in her cheeks as she turns around showing me her full form. My hand reached out and just stroked her body sliding over her fabric. I was just about to forget the presence of the other fairy when suddenly I hear, "Shawn, you should see that firm ass of hers. Raise her skirt and touch it. Tell me if you think it is worth all those hours in the gym she spends." I don't know how I feel about Michelle calling the shots here. I am starting to feel like a plaything of hers. Still though, I do what she tells me and soon Jami has stopped moving and my hand is kneading those firm ass cheeks. I pull the fabric of her leotard and pull it into her ass crack. My hands touch her smooth skin and I hear Jami's breathing getting heavy. "Your ass is nice Jami. So firm and so smooth." Then before I say anything else the real director of this meeting speaks up again. "Yes it is Shawn. You should see her tits. They just beg to be touched and kissed. Jami, pull your top down and show Shawn." Like me Jami seems unable to say no to Michelle's voice. I turn my head to look at Michelle and see her hand casually stroking her crotch. "No Shawn; eyes on Jami Shawn. Just ignore me here." Yeah, like you will let that happen I think. My eyes turn back to Jami as I see her pull her top down and her gorgeous breasts spring out. Jami's cheeks are flushed and her hands go to her breasts rubbing them. I watch as her nipples get hard under her hands and then she bends down and licks one of them. My hands move forward and cups them both and those hard nipples fall between my fingers and I squeeze getting a moan from Jami. "Jami, looks like Shawn has something straining in his pants. I know that you have wanted to touch him. Reach inside of his pants Jami." Jami's fingers touch the seam of my waistband and then her hands rub the outside of my pants. "Do it Jami. Reach in and stroke him." Michelle commands from her chair. Jami quickly reaches in and touches me. Her hand is so soft that I let out a moan. "Oh Shawn it feels just like I imagined. So big, hard, and..." Her fingers come out and I see her look down at her fingers and then glances over to Michelle. "Stick it in you mouth Jami. Taste him." Jami sticks her fingers into her mouth and tastes my precum she collected on her fingers. I watch as she sucks her fingers and I suddenly wish that she would reach down and decide to suck on my dick. Once again, Michelle is one step ahead of us. "Don't get any ideas though you two. Hands only. You can taste anything on your fingers or hands. I believe that was the rules right Shawn?" Michelle says. I look over at her and nod. She is still casually stroking herself, only now she has her fabric moved aside. I cannot see her pussy from my angle and before she has to warn me I look away. I take a deep breath and try and break this sexual trance and regain control. I start to pull her costume down trying to take control again and truly ignore Michelle. She was having none of that. "Good idea Shawn. Only as you pull her costume off, bend forward and have your mask brush against her nipples. Don't lick though... just let her feel how close your mouth is to taking in a hard nipple. Then let her feel your breath on her skin as you kneel down to the ground. She will so enjoy that Shawn. Won't you Jami?" Michelle asks. I know that I have loss all control of this situation. Michelle has turned us into her puppets and having us put on a show just for her private enjoyment. I had never done anything like this before and being directed is even hotter then if I was in control. "Oh, don't do that Shawn. Please that is just teasing me." Jami says softly. Ignoring Jami's pleas, I do exactly as I was told. The temptation to lick and taste Jami is so great. I can smell her body wash; feel her skin under my hands. I behave myself and just rub her skin against the fabric covering my face and over my lips. When I pull the costume past her neatly trimmed pussy I hear a gasp from Jami as I blow onto her wet pussy. Her legs bend and she sets on the bed as I continue to pull off her costume and look up to see her beautiful naked form. All that remains is her mask. My hands start up her thighs and just as get close to her pussy Michelle directs us again. "Jami, spread your legs wide and pull yourself open. Show Shawn how wet you are. Show him how you want his fingers in you. Good girl. Now Shawn, don't touch her clit, but slowly rub your finger up and down her slit. Get your finger wet. Then taste her." As she speaks we follow our orders. I bring my wet finger up to my mask and push it into the slit. She tastes so good and I reach out and pushed two fingers into her. I hear Jami's gasp as I penetrate her. She is so tight. Fairies, Ghosts, and the G-Spot I am just about ready to start to instruct her about finding her g-spot. "Not now Shawn." From behind me Michelle continue to issue her impossible to ignore commands. "Stand up and pull down your pants. Show Jami how you like to stroke yourself. I want you to feed her your precum she seems to like so much." I hesitate just a second and then again follow her directions. When I push my coated fingers to her lips, Jami sucks on my fingers noisily as she watches me stroke myself for her. Her tongue and lips and mouth all working as one around my finger and I have the urge again to step forward and let her suck me. Again I am stopped by the commanding voice from behind me. "Shawn stand next to the bed so she can watch you stroke yourself easier." I do and Jami's eyes are glued to me stroking myself. Jami starts moaning slightly and I see her reach out to touch me. "No Jami. First I want Shawn to start to show you where your g-spot is," Michelle says. "Shawn stick your fingers back in her and instruct her." I can hear the wet sound of Michelle rubbing her pussy, but do not turn to look. My fingers are pulled from her mouth and I trail them down her body. I then run them through her wet pussy again and stop right at the entry. "I am going to take two fingers and push them into you like this, "I tell Jami finally finding my voice again. I am rewarded with a low moan. "Then I curl my fingers up and push here." Suddenly Jami wiggles. "That should be it right about there Jami. Can you feel that?" I ask her. "Uh huh. Oh...that feels... real good, but also kind of like..." Jami closes her eyes and Michelle comes to her rescue. "It kind of feels like you have to go pee doesn't it. Good Shawn. That's it. Now make her cum." I hear the wet sound of her fingering her pussy go faster, but I have finally got to a spot where I can ignore her. I am very slowly stroking my dick still and now moving my fingers in and out of Jami but keeping pressure on that elusive spot. I feel an occasional tightening and feel her push down against me finger. "Oh please... please Shawn." Jami pleads. I move faster and faster and Jami's hands start to claw at the covers of the bed. Before very long it hits her. "OH FFFUUUCCKKKKKK!" And with that I know that she is coming. As soon as that one started to die I don't stop my assault of her pussy but instead I speed up. "AAHHHHHHHHHHH!" She comes again and then I hear a similar sound coming from my side and I see Michelle eyes closed with three fingers deep in her own shaved pussy coming along with Jami. I take my fingers out of Jami and taste them. "And that Jami is where your g-spot is." I say. My hand stroke Jami's thighs and then move back up to her wet pussy and start to rub her clit. Jami starts moaning again and I notice Michelle opens her eyes, stands up crawls up on the bed and kneels next to Jami. Michelle bends down close to her head. Jami looks up at her and then Michelle just touches her chin and forces her head to look at me. "Jami, look at Shawn's hard cock right there dripping. I think you own him something don't you? Did you pay attention to him stroking himself? Show him you were watching and paying attention." Jami reaches out and swirls the precum over the head and slowly starts to stroke. Michelle's hand pushes mine off of Jami's clit and takes over rubbing. I start groaning and telling Jami how good that feels. My eyes are torn between watching Jami stroke me, or Michelle fingering Jami. Jami is going at a slow speed and really feels good. Michelle takes Jami's free hand and guides it to her crotch. "Show me that you can find the spot Jami. Touch me Jami." I see Jami's eyes turn away from me but Michelle roughly moves her head back to watching me. "Just watch Shawn Jami." Michelle pulls her fabric aside and Jami guides her fingers in. Michelle closes her eyes. "Not so deep Jami. Now curl those fingers. Push right there. Harder. Ahhh that's it. Now rub it like how Shawn showed you. Mmmm... good girl. Faster. Uhh... that's...it..." Michelle's fingers are rubbing Jami's clit quickly and I reach down and grab hold of Jami's breasts. Michelle then bends down, takes Jami's head and pulls it to her lips. The kiss is brief as both of them start to cum again and Jami stops stroking me. I take maters into my own hands and start to jerk off quickly wanting to cum with the two of them. I take my aim and groan out and splashes my cum all over Jami's breasts. Michelle's hands plunge into Jami and rub the newly discovered spot and Jami is hit with another orgasm. I step back and watch as the two of them begin to kiss again. This time it is longer and I just watch the two of them kiss. Michelle breaks away from the kiss leaving Jami there longing there still. "Taste me Jami. Takes your finger and lick my juices off." Jami follows her command and eagerly licks and sucks on the fingers. I sit down in the chair and begin to just watch the two of them. I watch as Michelle feeds my cum to Jami; watch as Michelle licks Jami's breasts clean; watch as they kiss again this time with Jami pulling Michelle's head towards her lips. Their hands feeling all of each other's bodies. Jami begins to pull at Michelle's costume and then Michelle turns to me. "Thanks for your help Shawn in showing Jami her g-spot. I think I can take it from here. Grab your pants and go. We will be down shortly." I just sit there surprised. Not even moving. "Now Shawn. Go." I got up, pulled on my pants and started walking towards the door. "Wait Shawn. Come back here." I hear Michelle command. I turn back hopeful of participating again and thinking that she changed her mind and went to start to remove my pants. Michelle just grabbed at my costume and I thought she was ripping it to take it off, but as soon as she pulled a couple of long strands of fabric. She turned back a round. "Thanks again Shawn. Pull those up and go." I was about to argue with her but she just shot me a look that I could not ignore. I pulled up my pants and backed out of the room. I shot a look over my shoulder as I walked out of the door just as Jami was getting her hands tied with strips from my costume. I closed the doors and as I hear the click of the door shutting, and the sounds, smells, and sights stop hitting my senses, I snapped out of the sexually educed trance. I am staring at the white door and it occurred to me that this is my room and my keys and clothing are still in there. I raised my fist to slam on the door and decided that it would be pointless. Let them have their fun. I checked and saw that I at least still had my phone and wallet on me and I could always get another room key. Beside, they will come out eventually I thought. I turned and walked down the hallway and headed back to the now full ballroom and tried to work my way back to the bar. I did not even get there before I feel a yank on my costume that ripped off a few more stands. "Where the fuck is she?" I hear as I get turned around. Of course it would be yellow bitch fairy. "Back off bitchy fairy," I tell her forgetting her name. "Jami is with Michelle up in my room." She let go of me and then just looked at me. "Bullshit! Jami does not swing that way asshole." "Well she does now." I then proceed to tell her my arrangement with Jami, what happened upstairs, and how I was used so that Michelle could seduce Jami. "And then I was tossed out of my room and they are still there." She just looked at me fuming. She was pissed. "What room are they in?" she commanded. I could have told her the wrong room. I could have told her to go to hell, but right now I was hoping for a little revenge and thought that unleashing this little yellow fairy on them would be about the best I could achieve. "Room 312." She pushed me away, "If she thinks that she can do this to me then she has other ideas. I have been trying for months to get to her." She then turned around and forced her way through the crowd. I went to the bar got a drink and sat and waited and watched and avoided any other women dressed as fairies. I really did not want to dance; I just sat, watched, thought, and waited. It was several hours later and I was starting to think that I will have to just go and try and kick them out when I got a text from Jami. "Thanks for meeting me and helping me out. Sorry about Michelle kicking you out like that. Maybe we can find a way just the two of us could meet again for a refresher course, but I got plenty of practice tonight with Michelle and Barbra. Hehehe. Cannot talk more now. Michelle paid for your room and we are heading back home. Will tell you about it later. Good night and thanks again." Well that's that I thought. At least I may get another chance at meeting Jami, but no fairies this time. I got up and got a new key and then walked to the trashed hotel room and found my bag, a pair of pink wings, and a note. "Thanks Shawn for setting this up and the use of your room. You really are a pretty good guy. Too bad that you are married; you could have made a great sub for us. Oh, Barbra wanted me to tell you she is still pissed that you did not tell her so she could have had a chance to get Jami first. Love, Pink fairy AKA Michelle" I pushed the wings aside and grabbed my bag and walked towards the door. I then turned around and picked up the note and folded it and put it in my bag. I don't think that I will ever look at a picture of or think of a fairy the same way ever again after tonight.