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...And Taloa Makes Three	By : aladdinabu Category: A through F > Beyond the Spiderwick Chronicles Views: 2251 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER THREE
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Floating... endlessly floating in the sea. A surfboard was calling to him... no, wait, someone ON the surfboard...
"Nick..."
Cindy? Yes, it was Cindy, with her long, flowing hair, and her sweet smile. She was dressed like a goddess, in robes of shining gold... and then she was leading him through a hall of velvet and gold. They came to a couch, and she lay back on it.
"Come to me..."
As he did, she pulled open her robe... but once it had fallen to the floor, she wasn't Cindy - she was her mother, naked and smiling up at him. "What's the matter? Don't like them older?"
He rubbed his eyes, and she became Laurie. "Is this better?"
"No," he tried to say - but his throat was full of sand. He couldn't help it - he was drifting toward her, hands caressing curves, wanting her. When he looked up into her face, it wasn't his stepsister anymore - it was his stepMOTHER.
"It's okay, dear," she cooed, reaching down to stroke him - he was ready to be with her in all the important ways. "Just like your father and I do."
"No!" came a voice from his left. When he turned, he saw Taloa and her sisters, all with erect members, all well over a foot long. "He-lo-le-li must be with us! Three-la-li-le-lo of these will fit inside him!"
"Leave him alone!" Mallory said - and when he turned to look, he saw her shoving his hand between her legs. "I'm tired of hanging around with my brothers all day - I want him for myself!"
"Nick," said one of the nixies, her enormous purple sausage trying to wrap itself around his on its own. "Isn't this what you really want?"
"No," he tried again - to no avail. Mallory and Charlene were doing handsprings around him, breasts bouncing everywhere, while Ibi rubbed her hardness into his - and he had a horrible suspicion Ooki and Taloa were trying to sneak around behind...
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"Hnnhh??"
Everything was dark. Why couldn't he see anymore? Was something wrong with his eyes? No - as they slowly adjusted, he realized it was just close to pitch black. Not that he knew where he was.
The coldness of the porcelain against Nick's backside brought him to Cindy's bathroom. They'd been in there awhile - when was someone going to come for them? But another sensation, a much stranger one, came to him: something hard was pressing into his morning wood. Not only that, but something wet and slippery was all around it, warming it up. What was happening here?
The warmth was moving. Up and down him, slimy, soft. It felt so GOOD, whatever it was. For a long moment he was content to lay there, basking in the beautiful glow of what was being done. When the fog around his brain started to recede, he became aware of panting in his ear - and the breath that resulted from the sound smelled like Sea World. Taloa?
Then he could feel his own arm around her back, holding the sodden towel against her. One of her legs was in the small of his back, the other hooked over his. What was making him feel so good? He reached down toward himself... and felt hair. Lots of it, attached to someone's head, which froze in mid-motion. He felt down, and eventually felt a shoulder, then found a face. Further, he felt where the lips were stretched taught around him.
"...L... Laurie?"
Then he was flopping out of her head, and she was whispering, "Shhh.... you'll wake Taloa."
He was still dreaming. Wait, no, he wasn't... or he'd never thought about whether or not it was a dream, right? He pinched his leg - his other arm was occupied with the nixie - and it hurt as it normally would. Which meant his stepsister was really going down on him while he slept.
"Laurie, y- you- how can you be-"
"Don't," she breathed, then went back to it. That ended the conversation.
A minute later, he realized the hardness he'd felt was Taloa's cock. Evidently, she'd been having similar dreams and her body was reacting. He felt gently along his abdomen and came to Taloa; she was as hard as she'd been that morning. As he stroked her, listening to her sleepy song in the back of her throat, he felt Laurie switch from him to her. She was doing BOTH of them? But a moment later, her hand was stroking up and down his glistening meat, and he forgot to reprimand her.
"Lo-li-laaa-la-lo," Taloa sang quietly, fingerpads clutching at his chest as she slumbered, hips involuntarily thrusting her into Laurie's mouth. He watched blissfully as she went down on the nixie and beat him off, the vague shadow of her panty-covered ass waggling in the air. She must have been at it for a while, because he was already close to finishing up.
"Mmh," he moaned when she switched her mouth back to him. As her hand moved to Taloa's steely implement, he did the same - mostly out of instinct to touch himself - and when both sets of fingers wrapped around both her and each other, Laurie gasped, pulling back. "Sorry."
"Nick..." And then she was back to sucking him off, her fingers locking very tightly around his as she began stroking. The Nixie continued to pant in his ear, and Nick adjusted himself so their faces were pressing right against each other's. After a moment or two, he suddenly felt Laurie let go, but he wasn't as inclined as he thought he'd be to stop as well. Laurie, bemused, paused in her actions to observe him masturbating a faerie footlong, and he knew both he and his stepsister were thinking along similar lines; was this enough to make him a little gay?
But she must have had a few homogenic thoughts wandering around in her head, because the way Taloa twitched and sang-moaned caused him to think Laurie had simply moved her hand from one organ to the other. They automatically grinned sheepishly at each other, and just when Nick was about to ask her if she was okay with everything that was happening, her mouth clamped around him again, and his brain turned off. Several minutes passed as he reveled in their play, thrusting up into Laurie's head as he fondled the sea creature, his lips drifting just close enough to hers to come into contact without truly kissing her.
"You like Taloa's cock, don't you?" Laurie whispered as quietly as she could, her hand tracing along him.
"It's... not bad," he laughed half-heartedly.
"Do you... often think about cocks besides yours?"
He knew his face was flushing. "No! I mean... I never have before."
"You like what I'm doing," she sighed into him, flicking her tongue out to taste the tip. "But you also like... this."
And then she had mashed his member into Taloa's, and when he jerked his hand away in surprise she grabbed both and stroked them together, pushing them against each other as she slid up and down. Nick shivered, unable to stop himself from loving the feeling of the purple monstrosity that was throbbing into his own. The muscle was warm, the skin slick and pliable - and the pressure Laurie was exerting on both of them was delicious, making it that much harder to dislike the activity.
For some reason, he actually did enjoy Taloa's cock. It didn't suddenly open up vistas of new possiblities - or make him want to become a "leather daddy" or anything - but there was no denying every part of her felt good. Even the parts most "hers" didn't have.
Laurie kept at it as she gently cupped his sack with her other hand, letting her tongue hang out and brush the tips of both members. Her movements were growing faster... but then she stopped, and reached forward to move his own hand within reach of where hers had been. No thought really occurred to him; he began manipulating twin shafts, fingers stretching to keep hold on both of them, moaning as Taloa moaned. He began to become aware of her pelvis moving slightly, and the slickness on his hip told him why: her other set of gonads were rubbing against him. Now that they were moving so intensely, Laurie would be unable to slip her hand in there as easily. What was she going to do now? Her hand grasped his thigh and pushed it up and back, and he obeyed, furiously stroking himself and the aquatic goddess. Her lips roved over his sack, downward....
"No, wait-"
"Shhh," she whispered again, voice riddled with anticipation. "What if they hear us outside - or Taloa wakes?"
"But I just don't think I'm goinnnNNhhh..."
His whole being flooded with shame as he felt Laurie's tongue push gently at the spot where Taloa's finger-toe had so many hours ago. He placed a hand on the back of her head, very ready to rip her hair up and away from him, but what she was doing combined with his actions made him too weak to attempt this. The way her backside was swaying told him what was going on with her other hand; she had put on a great show, and now she was going to enjoy every minute of it.
Butterflies swam in his stomach as she invaded where she was not welcome. It was so slimy and slick, her tongue - and he was tight, very tight there, because he wasn't willing to admit anything inside where it didn't belong. As she slipped in the tiniest bit more, he attempted to drop his leg and force her back, but she held it fast with her hand. She retreated and flicked her tongue along his sack for a moment, further disarming him before she went back to penetrating him faster and more efficiently. When she'd gone in far enough that he could feel the muscle moving from side to side, he cried out.
"Shh!" she whispered as she drew back. "Just take it!"
"No," he panted - and even with this development, he couldn't stop furiously grappling both himself and the nixie curled around his form. He was so grateful to be free of those advances that he delighted in the feeling of her smooth dick against his even more. "I'm n-not... not okay with..."
"But that's where that goes," she whispered, pointing to Taloa's member. "Right back here. Eventually, you'll have to be able to take it. You want me to get you ready for that, right?"
"Don't be... NNNN!"
She was inside again, flicking to and fro, devouring him. It sent chills all along his body, down into his toes - and his cock throbbed appreciatively. Traitor! But how was he supposed to argue with that? Laurie's lips were right up against his backside now as her tongue wormed farther and farther inside, and his cries grew louder and less controlled. Taloa's hands clutched him tighter, her mouth pressing into his, her own oral organ moving along his lips as she thrust more and more into his hand; he could even feel hers throbbing against his. This was insane!
"MmmmMMmmmhhh," Laurie moaned into his ass, as if she'd rather be tasting nothing else in the world. He knew from the way she was writhing as she did so that exploring fingers were bringing her to her own climax, but that didn't stop her from putting as much of her own tongue inside him as she could get.
"Good," he panted.
"What's that?" his stepsister whispered, head emerging. "You DO like it?"
"It's so good," he grunted, ashamed of himself; he knew later he would realize he'd hated every waking minute, but he was too close to the end to be able to seperate out the parts he loved and the parts he loathed.
"Yeah?" she said obscenely, tongue roving over one of his testicles. "Bet you wanna keep stroking your friend's big, hard cock while I violate you. Don't you? Feeling your two saliva-drenched dicks up against each other turns you on, doesn't it?"
The transformation in her was complete; she was so twisted and perverse that he wasn't entirely sure he knew her anymore. He wanted to tell her all of that and ask her to get lost while he had a good long cry.
Instead, he said, "Yes."
"Ohh!" she moaned suddenly, going back to fingering herself as she rubbed her cheek against his balls. "Yeah, Nick; I love tasting you, love watching you with her, it's so hot! So hot I c-can't- mmmhhh!"
Nick was well aware his thighs had twitched when she reentered him, that his pleasure-drenched noises sounded more like Laurie's, and he couldn't care. The feel of a writhing tentacle inside him, her lips at the entrance, his cock grinding right up against another one with such soft skin surrounding its rigidity... everything was wonderful and terrible.
"HaaaAAH!" Laurie suddenly cried. "N-no, what is- Taloa, is that your-?!"
Nick knew that meant Taloa's hindflipper had instinctively sought out her cunt. The nixie's movements were more and more feverish, as if posessed, and he had been amazed she had done no more than thrust against him. A second later, Laurie choked out another shocked cry. "Not two!"
That was more than he needed, knowing so many finger-toes were inside his stepsister. But then one final thing happened that he wasn't expecting, and it sent him over the edge: Laurie's nectar-soaked hand, the one that had been working so hard to bring herself to a climax, came forward... and slipped the middle finger right through his virgin anus.
Too many sensations, all of them amazing, and he was ill-equipped to handle them all. Surrendering, he beat himself and Taloa as fast as his arm could move as he rolled his neck and kissed her, trying to devour her entire mouth. Perhaps she was awake, or just awake enough to respond, because she returned the kiss with true passion. He lifted his leg to allow Laurie better access, and the instant he did this he could feel that finger slide deep within him, reaching so far back he felt it bump a wall that made his heart flutter. His fingers wound into her hair and gripped tight unkindly as he shoved her down, and her lips came to wrap around one of his balls, tongue caressing it as she whimpered.
Then, in the same moment, he and Taloa came, shooting streams of differently-colored semen into the air... where they splattered onto Laurie. The feeling of this on her face, the sight of it falling onto his stomach, pushed her right through into her own climax, her finger stiffening inside him. It coaxed even more cum from his shaft, and he watched as she leaned back just enough to catch some of it in her mouth, then drank from Taloa's still-ejaculating member. A few more strokes drained both of them, and he flopped back into the porcelain, spent and without a speck of energy.
It seemed like an eternity passed - or maybe just a few seconds - before Taloa said in a husky voice, "My-la-li-lo other part has not been tended."
Almost automatically, Laurie shoved her face below the flaccid member of the nixie and began working on her at once. Taloa rolled onto him, mouth feverishly attacking his own, and he returned the kiss that he wanted so much, that made the contentment he felt at having been so gratified twice in one day so much more beautiful. He barely had time to appreciate the contours of her body with his hands before Taloa came for the second time all over his stepsister's face; it seemed the ministrations to her phallus had driven the arousal of both organs close to the point of greatest pleasure, and very little stimulus was needed to finish her off. But Taloa stayed where she was.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Allow-lo-li me to la-lay upon you, Nicho-lo-las," she sighed, webbed hands stroking along his chest and shoulders. "You are... a pleasing shape to me-la-li."
Laurie did the same, squeezing in next to them; they both spared an arm to ensnare her back, holding her there, glad for more warmth, more closeness. And again, they fell to slumber.
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Another full hour passed. Nick and Laurie just had enough time to wake up and dress themselves fully before they heard the door open and Cindy's voice hiss, "Okay, the coast is clear - sorry you guys, it took FOREVER to get them to clear off!"
"It's okay," Nick said shakily; he felt like he didn't have an ounce of strength left in his entire being. "We, uh... we're alright here."
"Yeah, well, not for long," she sighed as she jerked aside the shower curtain - and blinked. "Why are you guys all curled up together? You didn't actually fall asleep, did you? Jeez!"
They couldn't help but exchange a conspiratorial smile.
Hurriedly, they all made ready to leave, and Cindy waved goodbye to their troupe from the steps of her back porch. Before long Jules was calling out, "Hey, we found it!"
They had reached the freshwater stream where the trio of nixies could hopefully find a new home to replace the ruined pond in his father's development. For the first time since he'd met them, he knew he'd be truly sorry to see them go. They were already sliding into the water by the time the two stepsiblings reached the bank.
"La-lo-le we shall not meet again," one of them said, Ibi he thought. Maybe Ooki. Taloa was still the only one he could recognize with certainty - even if a certain part of her had vanished as if it had never been there. For some reason, he felt himself thinking it was a real shame.
"B-but-" Laurie began nervously, staring at Taloa. "I thought maybe..."
"Goodbye," Nick said softly.
"We'll miss you!" Laurie burst out, as if she had meant to restrain herself from saying it.
Taloa smiled, and motioned them closer. As they bent their heads to catch her soft song, so quiet even the other nixies - who had already submereged - might not be able to hear her.
"I shall cherish what we-la-li-le have shared, Lauri-li-le and Nicho-lo-las. Perhaps we shall meet again, perhaps not. But in a way, we are forever bonded by the ritual of mating. And I... cannot bring myself to despise you as I do other humans."
"We love you, too," Laurie told her earnestly, and Taloa's smile was a touch sheepish, as if that were what she was trying to say without saying it. Then, to their surprise, she gave them both a fleeting peck on the lips with her own, touching her hands to the sides of their heads. In another instant, she was also gone, to rejoin her sisters. Laurie kept staring at the spot where she'd vanished, a kind of fierce longing etched into her features, the unmistakable earmark of grieving.
"Come on," Nick told her as he put a hand on her shoulder. "We've still got an unholy mess of hydras and giants to take care of."
"Yeah," she sighed listlessly. "Let's go."
As they walked off, he locked his fingers with hers, and she bumped his shoulder with her own. Jules gave them a puzzled look, but then was staring ahead, undoubtedly thinking about Cindy and their onerous duty. But Nick's mind was still in the bathtub. He decided once and for all that it wasn't so bad having a sister when it came down to it. In fact, Laurie may have been exactly what he needed in his life; she came in handy for certain activities. And maybe, just maybe, her personality wasn't all that annoying, either.
Not that he would ever say so.
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