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“Be careful,” she told me, “when you’re trekking through the foothills in France. There’s a legend of fairy gobblers that goes back centuries and I would hate for you to come across one unprepared.”
She was old and was starting to lose her senses so I didn’t think much of the story she told. She explained to me that the fantasy tales of fairy godmothers were twisted by Hollywood into something cute and sweet but that the true legend came from the legends of fairy gobblers.
She told me the story of a young man, named Vince, that lived on a farm near the foothills of a mountain. When he was growing up the older men told him to avoid the foothills at sunset or the fairy gobblers would get him. He assumed that the story was only to scare him so he didn’t wander off and get lost. He knew there were dangers in the forest and mountains but he wasn’t afraid of fairies. He avoided the foothills at sunset just in case and was always home by dark as was the practice with everyone in the area back then.
One afternoon Vince was out hunting near the foothills and fell asleep. He had been awake since before sunrise working the farm and was exhausted. When he woke up he recalled the warnings of the old men and laughed. He was almost a grown man, now, and other than a pack of hungry wolves, there was nothing he’d ever seen in the forest that could hurt him. There had been no report of wolves, so he wasn't afraid. Before gathering everything to make the hike back the farm house, Vince needed to relieve himself. With no one around for miles, Vince took no time in unbuttoning his pants and relieving himself a few steps away from where he’d fallen asleep. While he was relieving himself he heard a rustling in some bushes and couldn’t believe what came towards him.
“A fairy...”, he said to himself, stunned at what he was seeing. He was so dumbfounded that he forgot to pull his pants back up. It was getting closer. The fairy was a couple of feet tall, had wings like a bat but otherwise looked like a teenage girl. She was pretty. He was surprised at how pretty she was. She was getting closer. She was naked and her lean body was mesmerizing and she walked confidently toward him. She kept eye contact with him. She had a sweet, innocent smile on her face.
“Yes”, she said, sweetly. “A fairy.” She was getting closer. Vince was so stunned that he didn’t realize that his pants were still down and his penis was engorged. She was getting closer. Her small breasts bounced just a little as she walked lightly across the ground. She never broke eye contact with him. She was directly in front of him looking straight up into his eyes.
Vince noticed his own erect immodesty just as the fairy’s little wings began to beat quickly. Her wings lifted her off the ground and she reached up and held the base of Vince’s erection and guided her mouth toward the tip.
“Fairy so hungry.” she said in a sweet, hungry little voice.
She tried to maintain eye contact as she took him into her mouth. Vince watched as she opened her mouth wide to accommodate his head. She hummed a sweet, high pitched note that drew his eyes back to hers. He felt the soft tightness of her mouth as she drew him in. He felt the tightness become uncomfortable where her little round teeth were pressed into his flesh. The fairy hummed again, the pitch a little deeper, but still the sweet hum of enjoyment.
He heard something pop like knuckles popping and took his eyes off hers and saw her jaw had come grotesquely out of socket . His entire penis was lost in her mouth and throat. He was startled at first but when he looked into her eyes again he could see she was not in pain. Her eyes twinkled up at him and he could make out the faintest smile stretched around his cock. She kept his penis fully inside of her and he could feel her throat constantly trying to swallow. She continued to swallow and hum. Each hum was a little deeper, sweet and hungry. Finally he couldn’t contain himself and he exploded his pleasure into the little fairy’s throat.
Her hums became cute little grunts and she swallowed faster and faster. She was still swallowing and his orgasm was subsiding. His penis was becoming sensitive and he needed her to stop. He tried to pull her gently off his shaft but she held on tight to him, swallowing, swallowing. She whimpered and pulled. She held on to Vince’s penis as it came out of her mouth. She licked and sucked at the wet opening, trying to get every calorie she could. Finally she gave up and gently dropped back onto the ground.
She smiled up at Vince and said, “Was so hungry. Thank you.”
The little fairy stood smiling at Vince for a second. She rubbed her little belly, turned away and ran back into the bushes.
Vince felt a little guilty but his guilt subsided as he walked back home in the dark. He had never had sex before. He knew he would have to go back whenever he had a chance. He chuckled at the realization of why they were called “fairy gobblers” and went inside the farm house for dinner. His parents were very unhappy about him being out after dark. He was warned to always be home before sunset or there would be no dinner waiting for him next time.
The next day, Vince asked the older men more about the legend. The men told him to stay away from the foothills at sunset. He pressed them with questions and they told him stories of men and boys who had been attacked by the fairy gobblers while hunting and camping in the foothills. He thought the men were lying to scare him. He also considered that they may be lying to keep the fairy gobblers all to themselves.
Vince was busy for the next few weeks and couldn’t go back to his resting spot near sunset. When he finally could get away from chores for a little while, he would visit the spot but didn’t see his fairy gobbler friend. He woke up early one morning to sneak away and be there at sunrise. No fairy gobbler. He remembered that he was always warned to not be there at sunset and realized that the timing had to be right. Vince took some extra bread and cheese at lunch and wrapped in cloth. He hid it in his room knowing he would be home after dark and would have no dinner. He finished his chores and made sure he was at his resting spot a couple of hours before sunset. His planning was rewarded by the same hungry little fairy and his planning was punished by his parents when he returned home. He lay in bed eating his bread and cheese thinking about the time with his fairy gobbler friend.
“That doesn’t sound like something to avoid, to be honest.” I told my great aunt. She laughed, realizing that teenage boys would run to the hills every evening if they knew this story.
“Yes, I guess you’re right, partially. Some of the other stories I’ve heard don’t have such happy endings. It’s a silly legend, but don’t be in the foothills alone at sunset while you’re there just in case.”
I pressed my great aunt for other stories, but she was tired and promised to tell me other stories later.
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I hope you enjoyed Part 1 of this story. If I get good reviews and responses I will take the time to write Part 2. Part 2 continues the Vince story and tells about my trip to France with my girlfriend. -->
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