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Cupid's Arrow
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From : Sexana Holiday 14 Feb 95
Subj : Cupid's Arrow Chpt 1
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Hello all,
Happy Valentine's Day to all my fans. I'm back to tell you how I spent my
Valentine's Day last year. Please tell me if my present is worthy. In
return, I just ask for your comments. It is your comments that keep me
writing. Well, here it is...
Cupid's Arrow
by
Sexana Holiday
Chapter 1
It was Valentine's Day and my supposed boyfriend wouldn't take me out. He
complained he had the flu. Well, I'll show him. I'll have a great time at my
girlfriend's Valentines party without him. Who knows, maybe I'll just meet
someone new. That would show him.
I arrived at the party fashionably late. After doing a couple of shots of
Tequila and drinking a Bloody Mary, I was ready to have some fun. Scoping the
scene, I found about five candidates to keep me warm that night. Before I had
a chance to flirt with any of them, my girlfriend Gretchen rang a tiny bell to
call all to attention.
"OK everyone. It's now time for our annual Valentine's Hunt. Men, you
will find some nerf archery sets in the other room. My fellow women, you are
their targets. The rules are simple. Whomever you shoot, you sleep with
right then and there. No questions asked. Don't worry ladies, each archery
set comes with a condom and we will shall receive a five minute head start.
Lets get our coats and get ready for some action."
All the women grabbed their coats while the men grabbed their bows and
arrows. My heart raced as I thought of the game. I hoped Larry with his
football shoulders and tight end would be the one to sack me. Or even Will
"The Thrill," our black center on our high school basketball team. I heard he
had a large slammer. Just don't let it be Gretchen's overweight dad. I hate
screwing with my friend's parents. It always made visits awkward.
Well, once the clock rang midnight us women ran out Gretchen's back door
and into the woods. Though they should have waited the five minutes, the men
came running in only one. Since I was in decent shape, I ran ahead of the
pack. Only my chest bouncing got in my way. Thank heavens I didn't wear my
high heel shoes that snowy cold night.
Stopping by a barren thick tree to catch my breath, I could just make out
Gretchen. She had her back to me as she began to strip; unfortunately, I
couldn't tell who shot her. Knowing that the men were this close, I began to
circle around and hide. I wanted to pick out my hunk of an archer. Nerdy
Geoffrey and his overbite ran right past me. Thank God. I waited another
five minutes for another archer to come along. When none did, I started to
walk back to the house. At least, I thought I was walking towards the house.
Gretchen and her lover should have been between me and the house but were not.
Had they finished already? Poor Gretchen. I walked for another ten minutes
and still found nobody. I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.
Chapter 2
In the woods, alone and frightened, I noticed a small light coming from
the east. Upon entering the clearing, I found an old small shack made
entirely of wood. Circling around, I peered through the window. Sure enough,
someone had lit a fire inside this wooden cabin but nobody was inside. Since
I was freezing, I tried to lift the window but it wouldn't budge. For the
hell of it, I tried the door. To my surprise, someone left it open. I walked
inside to warm myself up.
Kneeling next to the fire, I rubbed my hands together. I should never
have worn this miniskirt. Actually, I should have worn some panties. How was
I to know we would play outdoor games? The heat began to soften my nipples as
I leaned closer to the fire. As I basked in the warmth of the flames,
something hit me in my box. Turning around, I quickly found the culprit.
Someone had shot me with a nerf arrow. But who? Looking around, I noticed
the window as well as the door remained closed. Nobody was in sight. Going
over to the old mattress, I checked underneath. Nothing. Whoever shot me was
a good camouflager. It sure as hell couldn't be fat Dave. Walking over to
the sink, I checked the cabinets underneath. Still nobody. I felt
perplexed to say the least. Whoever shot me was not claiming his prize. He
had to be behind the last remaining closed door. Grabbing a stick from the
ground, I held it like a sword. Maybe it wasn't anyone at the party? Maybe
the person who lived here killed one of the guys and stole his bow and arrows?
I didn't want to take any chances.
Throwing the door open with a bang I smacked the John hard with the stick.
The stick broke. The john did not. My archer had only one other place to
hide: the shower. Using my stick as an extension of my arm, I ripped the
shower curtain off the rod. Ew! Mildew! Nobody hid in the shower. Who the
hell shot me? Quickly exiting the
bathroom, I went to get my coat; unfortunately, a sudden breeze knocked out
the fire. Darkness fell in the shack. A creepy chill went down my spine. Too
spooked to stick around, I decided to flee.
Upon grabbing the main door handle, I heard a loud whizzing sound followed
by a sudden burst of wind and a loud thud. Reaching with my hand to see what
it was, I felt a long stick with feathers on the end sticking out of the door.
Somebody just shot a real arrow at me!!! Panicking, I went for the handle
again.
Chapter 3
"I wouldn't do that if I were you tutz unless you want another arrow in
the box. If I were you I would let go of the handle and turn around." The
voice was gruff like that of a chain smoker.
I did as commanded. The darkness prevented me from seeing my assailant.
Something told me he was not part of the game.
"You're pretty. Damn pretty sweet thing. Can you please step closer into
the moon light? That's it. I want to see your body. Please drop your coat
and stay a while. The fun has just started to begin for you babe." The voice
came from the bookcase near the window.
"Please sir. You can have anything you like. Just don't hurt me."
"Anything?" The voice reacted as if pleased with my plea. "OK. First
off, I want your shirt. Take it off and throw it over to me."
I now understood my captor. He wanted what every man wanted. Me. I had
never played the submissive before but this man definitely seemed like the
master type to me. Who could he have been? He had a nerf arrow so he had to
be from the party. I hoped. Not delaying, I started to unbutton my red
woolen shirt one button at a time starting from the bottom.
"Nice belly button. I didn't know you were an outtie. Come on. Keep
going. Wait! What's this. You're wearing a bra. That won't do. That won't
do at all. Take that off too. I want to see your breasts. Come on. I don't
have all day. My hand is getting tired holding back this arrow from shooting
through your skull. That's it. Nice."
What the hell. It's not like I hadn't stripped naked in front of complete
stranger before. I just never did it at arrow point. After throwing my shirt
in his general direction, I reached in back and unhinged my bra. Slowly but
surely I pulled the straps toward the front. Then I slid it slowly downward
until it barely covered my hard nipples.
"Nice cleavage," he commented gruffly to me, "please continue."
I slid one breast free then the other. I didn't bother to cover them up.
I just let them perk up in the cold air for his eyes to gawk at. I could hear
him lick his lips over my over developed breasts. I threw my double d bra in
his direction. By the angle of his voice, he was very tall. Maybe it was
Will. I never knew he was into this stuff.
Chapter 4
"Now you should know what comes next. I want to see your panties.
Please, remove your skirt."
"But I'm not wearing any panties?" I tried to explain to him.
"Even better. The skirt, lose it!"
He sounded very impatient so I did as commanded. Knowing how delicious my
ass is, I turned around and slowly pulled down my skirt. The moon beam lit up
my perfectly rounded ass as it came out from hiding. I could feel my juices
start to drip under all this sexual tension. I slowly turned around so he
could get a good look at my succulently tan body.
"Oh yeah! That's delicious. Uh hum!" he started to clear his throat.
"Now go over to the wall and plant your ass. Move it! Good. Now I'd advise
you not to move if you know what's good for you."
Leaning against the cold wall, I could feel my ass checks starting to
numb. I didn't move, even when a sharp twang interrupted the silence. He
shot an arrow at me. Shit! Ouch! No! Upon reaching down to feel the wound,
I found none. The arrow did not hit me. My assailant shot two arrows at me
actually. Each one hit to the side of me. Once I felt the rope that
connected the two, I knew what he was up to. Another twang and my right arm
couldn't move. Then my left.
Then each leg. How could he see that well in the dark? Whoever he was, he
was an expert marksman. No average archer could do what he did. Who was this
man? He could not have been any of the party goers. Now pinned against the
wall, I was his sexual slave to do with as he pleased. "Please. You can have
my body. God knows I've had sex in worse situations than this. Just please,
can I at least see you."
Upon asking that, the fire miraculously flared up. Quickly looking over
at the bookcase area, I again saw nobody. I couldn't be imagining this could
I?
"Hey tutz! Why don't ya look up?"
Cascading my eyes upwards, I couldn't believe what I saw. Sitting on the
top shelf was a naked winged child holding a mini bow in his hands and a
quiver of arrows around his shoulder.
"What? You were expecting Robin Hood? Dames," he commented under his
breath.
"Who are you?"
"I'm cupid stupid! You know, the creator of love. After Santa Claus told
us how he fucked you good, I had to see the incredible Sexana Holiday in
person. You see I'm only allowed out on Valentine's Day. Every Valentine's
Day, after I finish shooting love into the world, I would go back home alone
and dejected for the rest of the year. This year I decided to try something
different. Defying my mother Venus, I decided not to go home after midnight.
Instead I
planned to find my own piece of ass to love. Your ass. I figured if you can
make love to that fat Santa, you should have no objections to having sex with
me. I may seem young, but I'm over two thousand years old. How about it?"
Chapter 5
"It's not as if I have any choice. What the hell?
Though you're over two thousand years old, are you fully
functional?"
"I may look three years old, but I'm fully functional
baby."
"Then prove it!"
Cupid got on his feet and hovered over to where I
hung. Just like all the pictures I saw, he was a plump little
guy. Upon landing, his body shimmied like Jell-O. He barely
stood taller than my cleanly trimmed bush. To my disappoint,
his penis was indeed the size of a three year old. Not that I've
played with a three year's olds before. He looked at me with
his cute little boyish face on a tilt. Then he walked straight to
me and planted his head in my bush without a word. He must
have seen my jism dripping from my vadge. Soon I could feel
his little tongue dart in and out of my pussy. His tongue felt
like the size of my cat's inside of me. Nobody ever had such
an easy access to my pussy before. Then again, I never fucked
anyone his size before. With his fingers he opened me up and
tickled my labia with his rough tongue. I was in heaven. So
was he. He licked every inch of me clean. Then when he ran
out of jism to suck, he began to finger me. He shoved in one
tiny finger. Then another. And another. And another. Until
he had his hand deep inside me. Finally, I could take a whole
fist. It felt like five tiny dildos caressing me from the inside,
hitting every spot, causing shock waves of ecstasy throughout
my system.
"If you liked that, you'll love this tutz." Cupid
positioned himself between my legs. Still keeping one hand
in my vadge, he began to dig his fingers into my bum hole.
One by one he slipped them in until, no, yes, all five filled my
ass. His three years sized hands fit in both my vadge and my
ass. As he shoved one hand in deep, he pulled the other back
in a see-saw like motion. In, out, in, out, with all this fisting,
I... I... could barely think straight. My insides never felt more
open and filled at the same time. He could have ripped out
my organs and I wouldn't care. My jism dripped in buckets.
Then, when he stopped, he looked at his hands. One covered
in jism the other covered in, well you know.
Chapter 6
"Enough of this. Foreplay has never been my strong
suit. It's my turn for gratification tutz. Moisten your lips for
here I come." Instead of flying up to me, he grabbed the
arrows on the side of my waist and lifted himself up. He
climbed the arrows like stairs until his stood on my
shoulders. He felt as light as a feather. Slipping his legs
around my neck, he sat down with his one inch penis in front
of my face.
"I know you want it so come and get it." Cupid
grabbed the back of my head and shoved it towards his tiny
prick. Not having to open up wide, I suckled on his tiny prick.
I had not sucked something this tiny since I baby sat for the
neighbors' boys. They had good lollipops. Oh well. I could
take his whole prick and even his balls all at once. I circled it
with my tongue until it stiffened to its two inch maximum.
Then I licked down its base and around its balls. I sucked and
sucked and sucked until my neck, mouth, and tongue became
numb. When I began to slow up, Cupid started to push me
faster until he just fucked my mouth. Wrapping his arms
around my head, he just shifted his hips into my face.
Because of its size, he didn't gag me. Now I know what it felt
like when those face huggers ran rampant in the Alien movies.
His dick rammed my tongue, my nose fucked his belly button,
and his soft tits cover my eyes.
Chapter 7
"Well here I come baby ready or not." Then he came
and boy did he come. The first shot jetted to the back of my
throat. The next shot totally filled my mouth. I could not
swallow fast enough. The third pulse exploded out of my
mouth and down my chin. Then he pulled his dick out and
sprayed my face and breasts with the last remaining spurts.
Finally swallowing the last of his salty remains I
commented, "for a two inch dick you pack and two liter
punch."
"I had to hold that load for a whole year. Sorry about
the mess. I'll clean it up for you!" Lowering himself down a
bit, he began to lick his own come off my face. Then he
slipped down to my neck. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed.
His little tongue then began to clean off my breasts. After
lapping up the last drop of his come, he began to suckle on
my breast. He teethed me just like a baby would a bottle. He
didn't care that I had no milk to give. The slight pain aroused
me into another orgasm. As my juices began to flow, I felt a
loosing in my bondage. Wrapping my hands around him, I put
him into a cradle position. He continued to suckle my
bountiful bosom. His body was as smooth as Santa's, though a
bit tinier. His butt cheeks molded perfectly into my palm. I
know it was only my mothering instincts, but I thought I was
in love, in love with motherhood. Maybe I should stick to just
one man and get married. Then I could have a kid just like
Cupid to enjoy. Nah! I couldn't stand to have just one man. I
wouldn't be able to enjoy any more holidays.
"Now that I had a chance to relax, I think I'm ready to
give you what you really need." Cupid stated with a wry grin
on his face.
"Do you think you're up to it so soon?" I said
jokingly.
"Of course. I'm Cupid stupid. I can have as many
orgasms as a woman desires."
"Well prove it honey."
Chapter 8
Holding my hand, Cupid led me to the only bed in the
shack. I laid down on my back while he positioned himself
between my legs. My many orgasms lubricated me plenty. I
could barely feel his two inch boner inside me at first. It felt
just like a finger. Resting his hands on my stomach for
balance, he began to fuck me. He looked so tiny compared to
Santa Claus. Leaning on my hands, I put myself in an almost
sitting position to give him a sweet kiss to his tiny lips. Then
I slipped my hands to his cute behind and gave it a pinch. He
flinched but kept on riding me. Grabbing him by his butt
cheeks, I began to pull him closer to me.
"If you want to do the work, ya can tutz."
Upon his suggestion, I scooped him up into my
hands. Using him like a big handled dildo, I pushed him in
and out of my vagina at a nice steady pace. His body
smooshed against mine. His face kissed my stomach. His
mouth sucked on my belly button.
I must have touched his pleasure center between his
balls and his anus for his dick began to pulse. This time when
it pulsed, the pulse enlarged his penis to five times its size.
This first pulse hit the wall of my vagina sending me
surprisingly over the edge. The next pulse began to flood my
cavity. The third pulse released a cum shot that squirted out
of my vagina and down his penis. The fourth he shot out of
me and onto me washing my washboard stomach. Then he
collapsed exhausted. He did not care that his face fell in his
own come. Sitting up, I gathered him in my arms once again.
After kissing his face clean, I allowed him to suckle my
nipple again until he fell asleep.
Chapter 9
While I rocked him in my arms, an aura of white
light filled the room. Coming out of that light was the most
beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life next to me of
course.
"So you are the one Cupid chose to sleep with. I see
he has wonderful taste. You are definitely worthy of such an
honor."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Venus, master of the penis," she said with a
giggle. "I'm the Goddess of love. Cupid is my son. He defies
my wishes every year but this year he has chosen wisely I see.
He sure has taken a liking to your over developed breast."
Upon hearing the word breast, Cupid began to yawn.
Looking at his mother, his eyes turned to dismay. Flying out
of my hands, he hovered over to Venus's feet and began to
kiss them. "I'm sorry mother. I had to do it. I needed
someone to love."
"I know son but you still have to be punished for
disobeying me. About a thousand spankings ought to do it."
"Oh yes mommy! I've been very naughty. Thank you
mommy." Cupid's sad eyes glimmered with new happiness.
"Thank you for entertaining my son for me. Now we
have to get back to Mount Olympus. Say good-bye to Sexana
Cupid."
"Bye Sexana. Maybe I'll see you again next year."
"I'll be waiting."
Then they disappeared into the same white light
Venus came from. As soon as they left, the bed turned into a
patch of moss and the cabin totally disappeared. I stood
totally naked and come drenched in the bitter cold of nature;
unfortunately, my clothes happened to disappear with the
cabin as well. As I began to walk home, I somehow remained
warm. It was his magical come. His come kept me warm.
Chapter 10
Ten minutes later I returned to the house. All the
people had left. Only Gretchen and her father remained.
They sat on the couch naked together drinking some beer.
"So where have you been Sexana? You're drenched
in come? Where are your clothes? The party was over two
hours ago. What have you been doing with yourself girl?"
Gretchen looked at me weirdly as she asked all her questions.
"I found this cabin in the woods where Cupid made
mad passionate love to me until Venus took him away."
Gretchen just laughed. So did her father. "You
probably had to sleep with that geek Geoffrey and don't want
to admit it. Hey! I had to sleep with dad. I'm not afraid to
admit it. It took our relationship to a whole new level. Now
admit it. You slept with Geoffrey."
"Whatever. Well, I have to go. I hope you two have
fun tonight."
"Don't worry," her father chimed in, "we will. If you
want, you can join us. The more the merrier you know."
"No. I really have to go. Giving him a cute smile, I
left the party for home. Still naked, I slipped out the car,
waved to Mr. Tallow our neighbor, and snuck into my room
for a good night sleep. His come warmed my stomach as I
dreamed of having my own kid someday. Then I fell asleep
thus ending my best Valentine's Day ever.
Well, what did you think? Did I have a great Valentine's Day or what? Tell
me what you think. Tell me if you want to hear more about my sexual holiday
escapades. Every comment sends an orgasm though my body. So excite me...
Hoping everyone's holiday wishes come true,
Sexana Holiday...
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