Belinda And The Faun 
A story set in the Last Elf Universe
Copyright 2003 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009



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

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

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

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

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

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

"Walking nymph. A Brightness upon the earth. Perky peaks of
purest snow. Gazing into two mountain pools Topped by the
Sunset."
"Excuse me, good sir?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And why is that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course."

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

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

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

"Show me your bosom," he barked.

"What?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The faun started with her anus. He lapped up the wine as it
dripped down her crotch. The tip of his tongue swirled around her
rosebud, continuing to swirl as he pushed it in several inches.
Belinda moaned and squirmed again. Tibbits pulled is tongue out
and flattened it over her anus. He licked up and across her pussy
lips, clitoris, and over the mound where her pubic hair started.
He licked back down, pressing his tongue harder into her skin.
This time Belinda moaned louder. Tibbits curled his tongue making
it pointy again and started exploring every nook and cranny of
her labia, then moved on to her hardening clit. Satisfied he'd
gotten all the wine up, the faun pushed his tongue into her pussy
and started working it around. He pulled it out and teased her
clit before pushing it back in deep. His prehensile tongue was
like a living thing, moving around every inch of her insides,
touching everywhere it could.
Tibbits loved the view from where he was. Her pubic hair was like
the edge of a forest under his nose. The forest was on the edge
of a snow covered plain still shiny from his saliva. Two perfect
snowy mountains rose from the plain, capped by painfully hard
nipples. Belinda was still asleep and snoring softly with a
little moan every now and then. Soon she was moaning more then
snoring. Her head tossed and turned and her fiery hair made it
look like the sun was rising between her ripe breasts. Belinda
arched her back and her eyes flew open with a soft cry of
pleasure. Grinning in her pussy, Tibbits moved his tongue back to
the spot that had triggered her reaction and teased it
mercilessly.

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

The faun laughed in delight, stood and skipped over to retrieve
another bottle of wine. When he turned around after swallowing a
long sip, he was sporting another huge erection. "Turn over," he
said, growling "NOW," when she was slow to obey.
Tibbits moved back between her legs and pulled the woman up so
that she was on all fours. The faun squeezed her ass cheek and
worked his thumb into her anus while tilting his head and
swallowing more wine. Belinda struggled, but he squeezed her ass
until she quit moving. She burped loudly then pleaded with the
faun. "Not there, sir. Pleash, itsh too big."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

****************

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

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

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

"It's for my guests, merchant."

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

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

The End

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