Erotic Fairytales

A collection of fantasy inspired erotic stories exploring characters that are both sexually liberated, non-binary and free from the evils of human tradition.

 

In my world, you are free to love whomever you choose and the act of consensual exploration is a virtue, practiced by those whom are of the highest state of consciousness.

Photography by Ana Isabel

The Desires of a Prince

Chapter One

Part 1 preview

It was nearing midnight and I was tiring from the festivities at the palace. It was a warm Summer's eve and my deep red velvet doublet and silken shirt began to cling to my over heated lightly freckled skin. I called for my servant, a male faun; half man with goat legs and horns rising from his forehead. His loosely fasted linen robe hid nothing of his well defined and muscular form, which began to entice me with thoughts of seduction. A much welcomed distraction from the weight of this ruby encrusted crown pressing firmly into my throbbing temples. “Drohan, please announce my leave and have my bedchamber prepared. It's too warm and I'm tired of this spectacle”. The court was meandering into yet another aroused state of affairs; orgies, riots, and endlessly flowing wine. The faeries are merciless on mead and the humans are always so pathetically helpless to their seductive ways, meaning their frenzied fornication would almost always last until the sunrise.  

 

Discretely as I could, I slid behind the tall oak wood throne, carefully sculpted to appear like climbing ivy and painted in rustic gold. Cautiously I departed through a hidden doorway behind a forest tapestry that led to my private quarters. The dark stone wall passageway untouched by the heat, cooled my aching skin. As I reached the dimly lit chamber, I vigorously began to unlace my doublet and peel apart the nape of my silken shirt. The fresh air from an open window is sweet and cooling on my moist skin, immediately lifting my mood. I press my now naked back firmly against the stone wall facing the tall and gothic open window frame, releasing my bare flesh to the sweeping touch of the elements. The frolics of the evening, mixed with the after effects of too much blackberry wine, flood my mind with excitement and I feel myself grow with desire.   

 

“Everything is prepared, your highness” announces Drohan...

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Part 2 preview

Half dazed with a hang over and still naked.  I feel the morning sunlight on my squinting face and the bed furs sticking to the parts of my body where we both released merely hours ago. Lazily rising my head towards where the light is coming from, I observe the floor length silk curtains billowing in the gentle breeze, having not been closed properly the night before. I begin to stir my body and feel the firm prodding of Drohan's hardness pressed against my buttocks, as he sleepily suggests more love making. Knowing he wants me is an irresistible distraction from fully waking and the desire for him immediately returns, as the heat rushes to my groin. I reach around for his rough hand...

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A Faerie Beltane

Thank you to the mystery maiden who commissioned this short story and granted me with

permission to share the secrets and desires of the faerie realm with you all. 

 

The Warning

The Forest is a strange and mysterious realm. Many of the townsfolk told stories of wicked creatures that were wild in nature but human in almost every way. It was their piercing eyes that the  local wise woman told me to beware of, for their pointed and devilish ears could be hidden within their flowing hair. “Golden eyes that were glowing brighter than the moon but terrifying!

It was the way he looked at me all those years ago, like I was to be conquered like some startled doh.” she told me in the most unnerving tone that sent shivers down my spine. “Tell me Madam, how did you escape this ferocious pixie?” She spat the words back at me “Pixie! Child, never let them hear you call them that. They are an old and ancient specie belonging to the natural world and have lived on this earth far longer than you or I could imagine. They are Faeries!”

Her face froze as she went into an eerie trance. ”My dear, you are in the greatest of danger, for their leader desires you for his pleasure. You must not attend the moon ceremony tonight!” She said to me with great urgency.

Snapping out of her trance, she grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. For a moment I thought I could see flecks of glittering gold swimming around the blue of her eyes, untouched by the aged and tired face they now belonged to.

“I used to be as pretty as you are now child, and he desired me too.”

Frightened but also intrigued by this strange and silly story I cautiously asked her “This Faerie leader, what did he do to you?” Again she spat the words back at me “A King my dear! He is the King of those vicious demons.”

She took a deep breath to compose herself and reached for an ointment labelled 'moon oil'. As she handed it to me, I noticed the way the pearly liquid swirled around like clouds.

“If or when he finds you, take this. It has been known to transform the aura long enough for them think you are one of them, and escape.” I took the small glass bottle that was sealed with a cork and leather string and placed it into my green velvet pouch.

“Thank you” I said to her trying to seem grateful for this strange gift. I left her hut with the necessary herbs that my Mother had sent me to purchase for the Beltane Moon Ceremony.

Just before I went to close the creaky wooden doors behind me, she warned me a final time “If you go into that forest tonight – he will discover you. It's their tradition too.

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