Woods World
by Kelliswan
After a restful night�s sleep Lola was the last to wake up in the morning.� Stretching, she rose on an elbow and looked around, noting the differences.� Her last recall was a dimly lit room with most of the light arriving through windows from outside, however it was lit at night.� Now the walls and ceiling seemed to glow, along with blue sky visible through windows.� Briefly she reflected on the even greater difference of the present high ceiling compared to the low underbranches of the night tree.
�Good morning guys!� she said in a cheery voice.� Noticing that all the Crogans sported large erections, she added, �My, what a pretty sight!� Look at those hard cocks!� Is all that for me?�
Jorg leered at her.� �They�re always hard at first but you lying with your legs open kept them that way.� Come, Lola, let�s go outside and pee.� Then we can come back and play again.�
Lola giggled and said archly, �Don�t you want to go eat some beljer first?�
�No,� interjected Targo.� �You promised me a lesson in pussy eating.� Sarg has been praising the taste.�
Lola had to laugh.� �Ah yes: pussy, breakfast of champions!� Would you believe my own father, of all people, told me that a while ago?�
Targo sniffed.� �I do not understand champions, but I understand eating your pussy before breakfast!� I cannot wait!� Let us go pee and then eat!�
He grabbed Lola�s hand and led her out the door with all the others following.
After relieving herself, Lola used the washbasin to rinse her pussy, hoping to offer Targo a better flavor.
Having reentered the sporting room, Lola smiled brightly and said, �Guys, will you stand in line shoulder to shoulder?� I wish to inspect my Crogan troops.�
Jorg said, puzzled, �What are troops?�
�Fighters, like when Stard fights with the Pridans.�
Jorg distastefully spat out, �We are not like Stard and don�t need to fight!�
Yes, I know,� retorted Lola, �and that is why I expect all of you to use your weapons� �she put hand to Jorg�s cock � �for pleasing me instead of hurting others.� Now let me check my weapons.�
In turn she handled each of the four cocks, pulling them down and releasing them to spring back up against the owner�s belly.� Each was straight with sunken veins and partly withdrawn foreskins, as alike as possible for cocks to be.� �Excellent: fine weapons for pleasing a girl!� We�ll really have some fun this morning!�
The Crogans� eyes lit in agreement.
Then she sighed.� �Unfortunately these guns remind me of muskets.� Better make the first shot good because reloading takes forever!�
Lying back on the nearest pallet, she spread her legs invitingly.
Jorg was amused at her whimsy.� �We are glad you like our cocks, but we never thought they were special.� Yes, they are bigger than the Pridans�, who of course have small ones.� Tell us why you called them weapons, like the Pridans� slings.� We do not need weapons to kill each other.�
�I was just playing.� Such large, stiff cocks are weapons enough to knock me� � she paused deliberately � �up, if no other way.�
�Knock you up?�
She continued without explanation, �And I�m glad you don�t kill each other.� You�re a lot smarter than the men at home.� But Targo, didn�t you want to examine my pussy?�
Targo crawled onto the pad between her legs.� Face hovering over her groin, he said, �I watched Sarg carefully yesterday so I think I understand what to do.�
�Good boy!� Now taste it and say if it�s good as beljer.�
Targo�s tongue alternated between the vagina and its surrounds, causing Lola to moan and declare, �My god, that�s a long tongue!� Big cock and long tongue, what a combination!� You Crogans are made for entertaining girls.� Oh, oh, yeah, keep that up!�
But he raised his head long enough to say, �With your pussy lips spread open they remind me of beautiful flowers in the woods.� Umm!� But you smell better and taste better, even better than beljer.��
Jorg chuckled.� �Targo studies flowers the most.� I think he has just found a new favorite!�
Targo said, �This one looks like an orchid but tastes better.�
He returned to licking his special flower�s petals and pulling them gently with his teeth.� When he moved to her clit, she climaxed with a scream.
He raised his head, grinning, and moved quickly up her body for a wet, sloppy kiss.� When they broke, she said with a big smile �I love to taste myself on my lover�s mouth.� It means he likes me.�
She reached between the two bodies to grab his cock and said, �Where do you want to put this big thing � where your tongue was: in my pussy, or somewhere else?�
Targo answered by lifting his hips and sliding his member into the well-lubricated opening. She groaned as he bottomed out.� He began a rhythmic pistoning with the comment, �I love your pussy Lola: tight yet so soft and juicy.�
When she pulled his head down to her breasts, a stiff nipple on his cheek reminded him to suck.� His tongue worked her tits as his rhythm gradually increased.� Eventually they climaxed together.
He said as he got off the pad, �That was great, Lola.�
Catching her breath, she said, �Sarg, is it your turn?� Let�s try the titty fuck that somebody couldn�t do last night.� Hand me the oil bottle!�
Jorg grabbed the bottle before Sarg, saying, �That was me, Lola.� I�m sorry but I told you the reason.�
She smiled forgivingly.� �Yes, a learning experience.� But you�re raring to go this morning, aren�t you?�
�Oh, yes, Lola!�� He actually panted.
She took the oil from Jorg and poured some between her breasts.� �Jorg, get on my chest like last night �� Yes, that�s right!� Move up a bit, so your cock lies right here in the valley.� Good!� Here, pour a bit of oil on your cock, so it slides real easy.�
Her C-cup breasts were large enough when pushed together for the nipples to meet around his thick member.� Instinctively he began to slide it.
She said approvingly, �You are fucking my boobs!� You like it?�
�Boobs?�
�Women say boobs, men say tits.�
�I like.�
�Now take bigger strokes so the full length gets rubbed.� Yes, good!�
Each time the head emerged at the top of a stroke, her tongue licked it.� Hands on his hips controlled him so that on many up-strokes she stopped his movement long enough to take the cock head into her mouth and swirl her tongue around it, careful to press the sensitive underside.� She repeated this until his cock swelled and a shot of come splashed on her chin.� She giggled and took the head into her mouth, swallowing much of the next shots but leaving a lot to escape the corners of her mouth.
Cock starting to wilt, he said, �Lola, that was good, so different from any other fuck.��
He bent down for a long kiss before getting off the pad.� She smirked.� �You like tasting your jizz in my mouth?� You guys aren�t afraid of your own juices, are you?�
�Afraid?� Can it hurt us?� We suck and fuck our brothers every day, at least we did, and no one gets hurt.�
�I like that attitude.� Now who else wants a turn with me before breakfast?�
Calg looked at Sarg, who opened a hand.� Calg said to Lola, �I was in your ass last night.� Can I try your pussy now?�
�Of course, big guy!� I�m always ready for another of these lovely cocks!�
Calg got between her legs and slid easily into the still overflowing opening.� Savoring the new sensations, he slid in and out slowly.
Lola giggled.� �You�re getting what we at home call sloppy seconds, fucking a girl after another fellow has left his load in her.� Some of our men don�t like it.�
He shrugged.� �You feel tight but slippery to me.� I do not understand why anyone would not like this feeling.� Before you showed us the olive oil, a load of jizz was the best way to get a very slippery asshole.� Two or three in a row would fuck the same guy�s asshole because all the jizz makes it feel so good.� What is wrong with your men?�
Clutching his buttocks to improve his depth, Lola moaned but managed to respond, �I don�t know.� I can�t speak for them.� Now mash my tits as you fuck me.� Yes, yes, ah, yes!�
Soon she climaxed again, followed by Calg�s ejaculation.� He commented, �That was fun, Lola.� I love your pussy.� We need to do that again!�
�Well, Sarg,� she said, �looks like you have the only stiff cock.�� She patted the pallet.� �Come lie on your back next to me.�
When he was in position, she waddled on her knees over his head, holding her nether lips closed, and smiled.� �You want something to eat?� I have a come-filled treat for you.�
He squinted up into the dripping slit and leered.� �You mean something to drink.�
She straddled his face while facing his feet, lowered herself to his mouth and removed her hand.� He immediately licked out the creamy treat.
Exposing his mouth, he commented, �The familiar taste of Calg, with some extra flavors from our dear Lola.� I want this treat more often!�
�You do like it!� she noted and leaned forward to lick his balls.� Soon her face was bobbing on her favorite part.� Eventually both came, with him shooting several strong jets into her mouth.� She did her best to keep up with the rate of discharge but failed to catch it all.� The excess trickled down her chin.
Extricating herself, she sat on the side of the pad, legs extended before her.� Jorg sat up, leaned in, gave her a long kiss and licked the excess off her chin.� But her belly and thighs were drenched.
She giggled.� �Wow, what a fun way to start the day!� Now let�s eat food instead � except can we wash first?� I�m covered with sweat and fuck juice.�
Jorg answered.� �Certainly, dear Lola.� We have something we call �showers� outside.�
�We also use that word.� I�ll let you know if I recognize your shower once I see it.�
They trooped outside and around to the back of the main building, not far from the outhouse.� On the wall of the main building she saw a row of projecting shower heads and commented, �Yes, these look like the sort of outdoor showers we have at swimming pools.�
Targo said, �What is a swimming pool?�
�Interesting that you should ask.� For now how do I use this shower?�
Jorg stepped under one and pointed at three buttons on the wall.� �First push the left button and soapy water will come out of the shower head.� Once you are done washing, push the middle button and clean water comes out to rinse you.� Finally, push the last button and warm air will dry you.�
The warm shower felt good.� While washing, she noticed that the pavement sloped toward the building, where a shallow trench collected the water.� This trench ran along the wall, through all of the shower stations, to a drain beyond the last shower.
Curious at the unusual engineering, she stood over a drain and laughed aloud.
�What is so funny?� Jorg asked.
�These holes form a bearded face.� The drain cover is a copy of the famous Bocca della Verita, or Mouth of Truth that I saw in Rome, a city of my world.�� Whoever made your showers and this drain had a good sense of humor to include this famous face.�
Jorg repeated, ��Bocca della Verita?��
Lola said, �Yes, just like yesterday in the seeing room when you showed me people dancing and singing in French, a language I don�t understand, the name for this face is in Italian, still another language I don�t understand.�� She shook her head.� �Again I ask, how can this not be Earth?� And don�t stamp your foot!�
He had raised a leg but lowered it sheepishly.
�I�m curious, Jorg,� she continued.� �In the seeing room where we saw the French bridge, can we somehow ask to see something else, like say this face?� Can we ask to see specific things from the olden days?�
Jorg scratched his head and responded, �That would be interesting, but I do not know how to do that, or what to ask about.� Maybe we should go back to the seeing room and play around, see what we can do.�
Calg interrupted, �Enough talk about strange words!� Let us go eat.�
He led everyone to the dining hall.� Now that she understood the food service, Lola joined Calg in filling the beljer bowls from the cubbyholes and serving everyone at the table.� Jorg fetched the spoons for all to eat.
He asked Lola, �You spoke of Rome, a city in your world.� Maybe we could ask for it in the seeing room.� What is a city?�
�The home of lots of people, millions in some cases!�
Sarg interjected, �Millions?� I do not know that word.�
�It�s a very big number.� What�s the largest number you know?� Thousand?� Hundred?� Fifty?�
Jorg answered for him.� �We can count to one hundred.� The fathers told me of ways to count even higher than one hundred, but we hardly need to learn such things.�
Lola smiled and made a sweeping gesture.� �If we had one hundred rooms like this, all filled with people, we wouldn�t be able to fit everyone who lives in a big city like Rome.�
�So many people!�� Jorg looked puzzled.� �But you said you have no closets like ours for making people.� All these people were squeezed out of the special fuck hole between your legs?�
Lola laughed. �Yes, all those people fell out of women�s pussies.� None from mine so far!� But remember, half of those very many people are women, so each woman needs to make only a few new people.� It�s not such a big job.� The woman who made me � I call her my mother � made only one other person, who I call my sister.� We call ourselves brothers and sisters if we come from the same woman�s pussy.�� I guess that�s similar for you.� You call yourselves brothers because you come from this castle�s closets.�
�The mother closets.�
�That name figures.�
Jorg thought of another question.� �While you were in Rome, did you enjoy fucking the men?� Were they as much fun as us?�
Lola sighed.� �Actually I didn�t fuck anyone in Rome.� I didn�t know anyone so I was afraid to get into a sexual relationship.�
�Really!�� Jorg was incredulous.� �Before yesterday you did not know us at all and you probably still do not know us very well.� But, near as I can tell, you had lots of fun with us last night and this morning.� Why so careful about starting sex with new people in your home?�
�Now I�m embarrassed.�� Indeed she blushed.� �I guess I don�t understand it either.� We are trained from birth to be careful around men.� I need a lot of time to get to know a person before fucking him, certainly more time than we spent touring the castle yesterday.�
�Hmm, why is that?� Jorg continued.� �You were with four strangers yesterday and compared to the Pridans you met earlier, we are large and strong.� We can cause you harm if we want to.�
�Yes I see that, yet somehow this place is different.� I don�t understand why I find fucking so easy here.� It�s like a compulsion.� I�m not behaving the way I do at home.���
�You find the sex fun and exciting, even sex with the Pridans, right?� Do you regret anything you have done?���
�No, no, no regrets!� I�m having a great time.� I never had as many orgasms in a day as you guys give me.� But everything about this place is strange and very different to me.� I want to find out more about it.� I plan returning home today to study our books and see if anyone has written about it.�
�Oh, you want to leave us?� Sorg asked.
�Just for a little.� But I�ll come back.� I promised to help you make olive oil, and I always keep my promises, only that work will have to wait.�
Targo said, �While you are gone I will look for the special trees with the olive fruit.� Hurry back.� Tomorrow morning, when we all have stiff-standers again, we will be thinking of you!�
Lola felt her pussy starting to get moist with that comment.� �I�ll definitely be thinking about all of you while I am gone.� I�ll hurry back as fast as I can.�
Once the meal was over the Crogans accompanied her to the castle wall to say good bye and exchange kisses.� Her contact with Jorg included tongues.� As she broke the kiss to depart, she noticed that his cock seemed a bit larger.� She took it in hand, bent down to kiss it, and said, �If I stay here long enough, I wonder if we can work on this gun�s limit of one shot a day.�
�How would you do that?�
�Practice, my love, practice!�� She smiled and turned away.
She crossed the grassy plain and found the path into the woods.� Hardly past the first trees, she was surprised to meet Korn and Murr.� �Hello fellows!�� Aren�t you far from home?�
�Yes,� said Korn, �but we were concerned about you.� We wanted to be where we could find you if you decided to leave the palace.� And you did leave!� Were the Crogans mean to you?��
�Oh, no, they were great!� I had a very good time.� But I can�t believe this world.� I need to go home for a while.�
Korn smiled.� �Back to us!�
�Not exactly.�� She frowned.� �I don�t want to meet Stard just now.� He lives near here, right?� Let�s get away from here!� Take me back to where you first found me.�
Murr said, �We have not seen him this morning.� Let us continue down this path.� It goes in the right direction.�
When they came to it, Lola discovered that the new rock groove, sloping away from the cliff, had already become a stream from runoff of the nightly rain.� She bent down on her knees, face almost at the water surface, to scoop the cool water into her mouth.� With her ass elevated, the two Pridans behind fixated on the enticing pussy lips.
When she finished drinking and turned around, Lola saw two hard cocks almost in her face.� �I know what you guys are thinking.��
Korn said, �We hope it is the same thing you are thinking.�
Lola moved away from the creek�s edge and laid back on the soft grass, spreading her legs.� �Come here and kiss my bottom lips.� Get me wet and excited before you shove in those lovely cocks.�
Korn licked her to a moaning frenzy.� Pushing his head away, she noted, �You do that so well it�s hard to believe you never touched a woman until recently!� I�ve had boyfriends sexually active for a decade who can�t compete with you on pussy eating.�
Korn�s comment was, �I taste Crogan.�
She nodded ruefully.� �Showers aren�t good as baths.�
Unresentfully he added, �I do not know �decades,� but I guess you mean I did a good job.� Should I fuck you now?�
�God, yes!� she declared.
He hopped on and of course entered effortlessly.� She was gratified to note, carefully without mentioning it, that the Pridan cock, two thirds of a Crogan cock, was still eminently satisfactory.
She looked at Murr, pointed to her mouth and said, �Here�s an empty hole, pal.� You interested?�
Murr was soon fucking her mouth.� Lola came first then the two ever-horny Pridans.� The two males rested next to her in a post-coital bliss, idly twisting her nipples.
She said, �Thanks guys, as usual that was a great fuck.� Now, who wants to clean up the creamy treat in my pussy?�
Murr jumped up.� �My turn!� Korn licked you to get us started.�
�Go to it!�
Murr started immediately, clearly relishing the task as much as Sarg had two hours earlier.� After he finished, giving her one last climax, she bent down and pulled him up by the head for a sloppy kiss. ��Umm, I taste good, don�t I?� Okay, guys, I need to go home.� Let me clean up a bit in the creek and then let�s get going.�
While she splashed her belly and genitals, Korn repeated, ��Home.�� You do not mean back with us.�
�No.� I mean my home, before I found you.�
�Lola!� You are leaving us again.�
�Only for a little while.�� She smiled and touched his still erect member.� �I�m already addicted to these sweet things!�
�You will soon come back?�
�I promise.�
The little group departed down the new streambed with Korn leading.� The sun was high overhead in the clearing where he said, �Here is where we first saw you.� See that big boulder at the edge of the woods?� You came from behind it.�
They all kissed and said good bye.� The Pridans watched her depart mournfully.
Indeed the path began just behind the huge rock.� First she found her bra and panties, then her jeans and finally her blouse.� She put on these clothes and wondered aloud, �Where are my shoes?� I didn�t come here barefooted.�
She found them sitting atop her purse atop a rock and remembered removing the sneakers first.� The clothing was definitely looser, which pleased her.� �At least I didn�t gain weight.�
At last she came to the door, seemingly set into a rock face, paused to straighten her hair and exited back to the library.� She closed the door softly behind her.
The librarian was behind her desk, eating lunch.� Her mouth being full, she beckoned for Lola to wait, but Lola pretended not to notice and marched on out the front door.� Her car was still in the parking lot, she saw with relief, fearing that it might have been towed.� She mused aloud, �How long was I gone anyway?� and found that she had no clear memory of the number of days and nights.� �Guess I ought to check in at work.� Sharpe is probably furious!�
As she passed through the office adjunct to Lindonfield Distributors, the substitute receptionist looked at her with narrow eyes.� �Mr. Sharpe said to tell you, if you came in, that he wants to see you right away.�
�Thanks, Ella.�
Lola knocked on the office door and was bidden to enter.
�Lola!� said the husky man behind the desk.� �There you are!�� His tone was not encouraging.
�Mr. Sharpe, I can explain.�
�Explain a whole week without so much as a text message?�
�A whole week?� Well, I, uh ��
�I don�t want to hear it.� I might if you hadn�t been late 18 times already this year, but a whole week without a word!� You haven�t even been home, have you, not in those clothes.�
�No, sir, but I ��
He glared.� �Let�s skip the excuses.� You probably don�t know it so I�m telling you now.� I fired you and sent a letter to that effect to your residence.� I�m sorry.� You looked good out front � when you were here � but so many unexcused absences cannot be tolerated.�
She raised her chin.� �Then it�s final?�
�You bet it�s final!� And don�t expect a glowing reference from me either.�
Dazed, she returned to the entrance and said to the new receptionist, �I need to get my things.�
�I bagged your stuff behind the files in the big drawer.�� As she spoke the woman handed up a bulging paper sack.
Without inspecting the contents, Lola took it, returned to her car and proceeded without hesitation to Larry�s Sandwiches and Cocktails, where she plopped her now less-constrained buttocks upon a bar stool.
�No fancy duds?� said Paul, the familiar barkeep.� �I�ll bet you�re ready for a Sloppy Joe.�
�What I need is a drink!�
�Now, Lola!� At lunchtime?� You ain�t driving, are you?�
�Yes, I am.� Maybe you�re right.� Give me a draught and a Sloppy Joe.�
�Coming right up.�
She sipped the beer while she waited.
Having delivered the sandwich, he wanted to chat.� �Thought you was got over that jerk anyhow.�
She took a bite.� �Charlie?� Oh, yeah, Charlie�s old news.�
�Thought so.� Yeah, ain�t seen you in a week. �Hope nothing bad happened.�
�Been out of town.� The bad news came with getting back.� I got fired.�
�Fired?� Well, good old Workmen�s Comp!�
�Does it apply if you�re fired?�
He thought it over.� �Sure does if you�re laid off.�
�Not that it matters,� she added with a shrug.� �I don�t plan to stick around anyway.� Tell me, Paul, did you ever hear of a tribe of midgets around here?� Or one of green men?�
�Green?�� His eyes twinkled.� �Like the Jolly Green Giant?�
�Big but not that big.�
�Big all over?� Every girl�s dream, right?�
She sighed.� �Yeah, it�s like a dream all right.�
�Tribe of midgets and green men?� Must�ve been a dream, Lola.�
She shook her head and sighed.� �Too bad it wasn�t.�
�Getting fired ain�t.� What�re you gonna do?�
�Dream some more, I hope.�
They laughed together and she felt a little better.
* * *
A second beer later she was able to reach her apartment without meeting other chatters.� Some mail had been pushed through the slot in the door, not much of it because she mainly used her smart phone for remote communications.� Of course, as she had discovered in the car, its battery was long dead.� Within minutes of plugging it into the charger several texts were delivered, all from men.
Lola had no close female friends.� She had come to think of feminine company as superficial, at best offering support that was unneeded � until now, at least.� She was pleased to note that her men missed her.
While she sat contemplating the phone, her mother�s ring tone sounded.� She pressed Accept.
�Hi mom!� Oh, I�m fine.� No, I was, uh, gone for a few days visiting some friends.� New friends.� Sorry, I know I should�ve told you I�d be gone.�
She listened a moment.� �Don�t lecture me, thank you.� I said I�m sorry!
�Daisy?� What about Daisy?
�No, I haven�t seen her, she�s not with me.� She�s been gone since when � yesterday?� Have you asked her friends?� To the library?� I was there about an hour ago.� Well, two or three hours.� No, I didn�t see her, but then I didn�t look everywhere.� That�s a big place� �No way she could�ve spent the night there, though�� Sure, I�ll go back.� Maybe I�ll find some of her friends and ask what they know.��
* * *
Lola differed from her sister, Daisy, in every respect except gender and eye color.� Lola�s hair was bright red, breasts were C-cup at age 24, height was five-foot six and weight 125 pounds.� Daisy�s hair was yellow blonde, breasts showed puffy nipples just beginning at age 13, height was five-foot two and weight 105.� Of course most of that would change.� They shared blue eyes, a sisterly similarity of features and as Lola ruefully admitted while returning to the library, a strong curiosity bump.
The librarian noticed as Lola passed her desk and wanted to chat.� �Ms. Simpson,� called the woman, �has your sister turned up?�
�I�m afraid not,� said Lola, not daring to rush on past.
The woman said, �Your parents and the police have both inquired.� You don�t suppose she has ��
�She has what?�
�Run away.� Or worse.�
Lola sighed.� �I guess it�s possible.� Excuse me.� I need to find a book.�
�Can I help you?�
�No thanks.� I know where to look.�
Lola turned away.
The woman called after her, �I pray your sister turns up soon.�
�Thanks,� she returned over her shoulder, ducking into the stacks.
Taking a circuitous route to avoid notice, she arrived at the otherwise unremarkable door marked, Do Not Use, and tested the knob.� Still unlocked.� After verifying that she was alone in the hall, she opened the door quietly, slipped through and closed it gently.� Before her stretched the strangely-lighted cave that she remembered, its corridor of corrugated rock quickly curving out of sight.
With none of her previous hesitancy she dashed around the curve.� As recalled, the cave opened into a forest of mature trees with oddly little underbrush and a path extending among them.� She marched along the path again without hesitation.
The air was so warm!� She wanted to remove her blouse � and remembered doing so blithely the first time.� Now she determined to keep her clothing.� Except � what was that spot of blue?
Just ahead, peeking from behind a tree, she found a blue cotton T-shirt.� Emblazoned on the front was Save a Crocodile, below it in smaller letters, It might be somebody�s mother.� Although never seen before, it was a teenager�s kind of shirt.� She folded it over her arm and continued on.
The path twisted at this point, but she was confident of finding more clothing shortly.� With every step, however, the urge to divest her own grew steadily stronger until it was intolerable.� On her first pass here she had thoughtlessly dropped her garments wherever removed.� Now, understanding the effect if not the cause, she stopped, hung the blue shirt on a tree limb and removed all her own clothing systematically, folding it neatly into a stack atop her sneakers beside the path.� This time she had left her purse in the car.� Recovering the strange shirt, she marched nakedly on, now free of the nudity compulsion.
No two pieces of discarded clothing were found together.� She took up each item: a B-cup brassiere stuffed with toilet paper, shorts with pockets of girly-things and narrow bikini panties.� Didn�t this girl care what she met in the woods?� No.� If like Lola, the other�s only thought had been the tingle in her vagina.
Lola folded the retrieved clothing on top of flip-flops, of all possible shoes! � and left them also beside the trail, which shortly opened into the recalled clearing with its man-high boulder.� Rounding the huge rock, she stopped to examine the pattern of trees but shook her head.� Her mind was a blank on the subject of finding the dwarves.� The sun was at high noon and no help.
Suddenly a dwarf popped up in the grass before her.� She had to smile.� Not only did something about him seem familiar, his disproportional cock was sticking straight out.
She called, �Is that you, Murr?� I know you guys don�t always sport hard-ons!�
Another dwarf popped up beside him, also with cock erect.
�Oh, of course,� she said.
Murr�s whole face had lit.� �Lola, you are back!�
�I shall tell the others,� said his companion, scampering away into the woods.
�You really are Murr, aren�t you?� she said, drawing nearer.
�I am, and you really are Lola.�� He began to stroke his cock towards her, which she felt immediately.
But she was otherwise concerned and held up a blocking hand.� �Wait just a moment, Murr.� Have you seen another woman here just recently?�
�Yes, or so she says.� In fact she came before you left.�
�Before I left?�
�Yes.� While you were at the palace.�
�I knew it!� Take me to her, will you?�
�Right now?�� His disappointment was obvious.
�Is she all right?� Is she in trouble?�
�She is loving my brothers.�
�Do you mean they are ��
�Fucking her.�
Lola had not kept up with her sister�s love life but doubted she had retained her virginity.� After all, Lola had lost hers before 13, and according to all reports, the newest generation of cock chasers was even more determined.� Still �
�Who fucked her first?�
�I think � Varg.�
�Not Korn?�
�No.� I think he is waiting for you.�
�Well, he truly is faithful!� And you, Murr.� Were you waiting for me too?�
�I was.� You are twice the woman, Lola.�
�Thank you, I think.� Did you catch that girl�s name?�
�Daisy.�
Lola took a deep breath.� �Where is she?�
He pointed into the woods.� �Many are fucking her.�
She sighed.� �I guess there�s no hurry, and that standing cock looks sweet.�� She dropped to her knees before him and grasped the item in question.� �Faithfulness deserves a reward.�
But he demurred. ��Turn around, Lola.�
�That is a better idea!�
She swung around, backed up to him in a crouch and found herself already moist enough to accept him easily.� He clutched her hips and drove into her with a fast rhythm.
�God, Murr!� she cried.� �I�ve really missed you little guys!�
Her first climax was quicker than usual.� Recovering from that, she felt a new penetration in the back and pressure on her facial lips.� It was Korn�s cock, she saw when she looked up.� �My sweetheart!� she noted, opening her mouth for it.
As usual the ecstasy was heavenly.
* * *
Hearing grunts and squeals while feeling none of it, Lola sat up in the grass and looked around.� Nearby another full-sized leg and foot extended from a swarm of dwarves.� Others were all around, some standing, most coupled together in one manner or the other.� She recognized Korn standing just beyond her feet.
Smiling at him, she said, �Now that�s what I call a real welcome!�
�We all missed you,� he said unsmiling.
�Despite your new � entertainment?�
�As you said, Lola, we are your sweethearts.� At least I am.�
�Thank you, Korn.�� She licked her lips and raised a dripping hand from her groin.� �You guys sure give ample proof!�
�Too much?�
She giggled.� �I always take it in the spirit given.�� She nodded at the tangle of bodies.� �So you brought her to me.� When can I speak to my sister?�
For answer he waded into the group around the other woman, tapped the small shoulders and gestured.� One by one the dwarves backed away, leaving the girl alone on her back.� The blonde sat up with a look of displeasure.
�Hey, guys, what�s wrong?� � Oh!�� Her eyes widened.� �So it really was you, Lola!� I couldn�t believe it when Jaft said your name.�
�Who else do you know named Lola?�
�Well, no one, but still ��
�How long have you been here, Daisy?�
�I think � maybe two nights.�
Lola looked at Korn.� �Is that possible?�
�Yes,� he said with a nod.� �A different group of us met her, which is why we did not know of her before you went to the palace.�
Lola looked thoughtful.� �How many are you Pridans?�
�I do not know.� More than 100 maybe.�
�So many!�� To Daisy she said, �How did you get here � as if I didn�t know?�
The girl returned her glare calmly.� �You do know.�
�Yeah, I found your clothes scattered in the woods.� Just had to try that door, didn�t you?�
�Just like you, right?�
�Just like me.�� Lola sighed.� �You really are just like me.�
�Mama says I look just like you when you were my age.�
�And that�s not all the similarities!� How do you like the Pridans?�
�Who�s that?�
�That�s who you�ve been fucking the last two days.�
�Pridans?�
�Tell her, Korn.�
The dwarf said, �That is the name of us little Woods People, Daisy.�
�You are Korn?� said Daisy with a giggle.
�Yes.� What is funny?�
�How can you tell each other apart?�
�I am always Korn.�
�If you look at them,� said Lola with a fond smile at Korn, �you can see little differences.�
Daisy smirked.� �Don�t see much difference where I�ve been looking.�
Lola studied her sister.� Daisy�s chin, neck, belly, groin and inner thighs glistened with Pridan emission and the skin around her nipples was reddened.� Lola said in a voice of concern, �Honey, did you come here a cherry?�
�No.�
�Excuse me but I have to know.� How many � how much experience did you have?�
Daisy�s sullen expression slowly cleared.� After a pause she said, �How many guys, right?� Two, if you must know.�
�Did you � enjoy them?�
�The first one hurt and I only blew the second.�� Her eyes lit.� �But I swallowed!�
�Oh, honey!� Did the Pridans hurt you?� Their dicks are bigger than most boys�.�
�They made me feel wonderful, better even than Shelley�s tongue.�
�I see,� said Lola dryly, adding a smile.� �And I�m glad.�
�I guess so.� I saw how you love it.� You were sure getting rammed when they led me here.�
�Very descriptive!�
�When these little guys bone you, you know you�ve really been boned!�
�What is boned?� said Korn.
�Fucked.�
�Thank you, Daisy,� he said.
�Never felt anything so good,� she continued and smiled at him.� �Do I know you?�
�Not yet.�
Lola commented, �I think you both mean in the biblical sense.�
�Huh?� grunted Daisy.
�What is biblical?� asked Korn.
�Just one thing,� said Daisy without waiting for an explanation.� �Don�t you have any bigger brothers?� It�s like schtupping little kids.�
�Except for the dicks,� said Lola.
�Oh, yeah!�
Korn said, �What are kids!�
�Human children,� said Lola.� �We�ve discussed this, Korn.�
To Daisy he said, �We do not have children.� I mean, a new Pridan is the same size.�
�Except for his head,� said Lola.
�Almost,� he admitted.
�Well,� said Daisy, �you don�t really need them, do you?�
He cocked his head.� �Should we?�
Her lip wrinkled.� �I hate children!�
�That we don�t have to worry about,� said Lola.
�Why not?�
�I don�t see how we could be fertile with the Pridans.� Or the Crogans..�
�The who?�
Korn sniffed.� �The Woods People who are even bigger than you.� What is fertile?�
�Bigger?� murmured Daisy pensively.� Her eyes cut to Lola with an anticipatory gleam.
Lola shook her head slightly and said, �Korn, have the Pridans had lunch?�