I was still at work when the phone rang. It was Charmaine calling.
"Hey, pretty one," I said, answering the call. "Are you naked?" I did whisper that.
"As naked as you want me to be," she replied. "I can be naked in the blink of an eye, and you know that."
"Those words make me want to come home and have my way with you."
"Good idea. Something's up again, but we can talk about that after a good fuck." That ended the call. And my workday.
Somehow, her calls made that happen, and no one asked questions about my leaving early. Having the Fairy Queen as a girlfriend came with lots of perks.
*
As I was fucking Charmaine, she told me about another Fairy Land issue. "It's Pinocchio. He's broken."
"Broken?" That was such a surprise, I almost forgot to keep up the fucking. "What do you mean?"
"His nose. A girl went a bit too wild on it."
"His... nose..."
"Hey, don't think of that now. Finish me up first!" She slapped my cheek and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in deep. "That's more like it."
Once we were done, she told me how Pinocchio had set up a small business in Gepetto's house to pleasure women. With his nose. The women would tell him their horny fantasies. he'd lie about them, and his nose would get big and do the trick for them.
"His nose." I still wasn't over that.
"I know, but Gepetto never thought he'd be real, so he didn't give him a cock," Charmaine said. "But a wooden cock would break just as easily."
"And what's that to me?" I asked. "I don't have a long nose."
"True, but you have this." She wrapped a hand around my cock and twirled it a bit, making it grow. "And that will do nicely."
"Uh-huh." I didn't want to hear more. I wanted to feel more of what she did. That, of course, wasn't in the cards.
Instead, she got out of the bed and put on a skirt and a see-through shirt. Without a bra. Her nipples poked through the fabric, as in protest to being confined. I agreed with them, they were much better out in the wild, where I could play with them.
"Get up. Your cock has work to do," the Fairy Queen ordered.
"Yes, sir, ma'am."
*
Instead of her little car, we walked to a place with a few trees. I wondered how we could get to Fairyland, but she knew exactly how.
We ended up near similar trees as our little forest, which grew behind a small house. Gepetto's and Pinocchio's house.
"Come. Inside. No one's here," Charmaine knew, and walked through the vegetable garden to the backdoor, which was open.
The whole place screamed carpenter. Everywhere, even on chairs, were woodworker's tools. We decided to do some cleaning up, while I wondered how Pinocchio had managed to satisfy the local girls with his nose in such a mess.
"He has his own room," Charmaine explained, "and they can get there through a side door, avoiding all this. We can't use that room, though, and since the old man and the boy with the broken nose are away, this will do nicely."
"We can't use? What's your part in this?" I already had some ideas, but wanted to hear it from her.
"Well, if you're having fun, I might as well join in, right?"
"That's my Fairy Queen girl," I grinned, and pulled her into a hug. My hands traveled down her back, pulled up her skirt and held her butt for a while. She had a great butt to hold.
"And how do the girls know we're here?"
Charmaine grinned. "They'll know..."
*
She was right. It didn't surprise me very much, but still, seeing a village girl coming to the house, and simply calling out if someone was there, was not what I had expected.
"Go out," Charmaine said. "Bring her in."
So I went out. "Hi," I said.
"Hi." The girl looked a bit surprised. "Is... Pinocchio back yet?" Her hands held her skirt and pressed a little into the spot between her hips. That made it more than clear why she'd come.
"No, not yet, but that's why I'm here. Come in."
The girl looked at my face. "You're not like him. Your nose is... normal." She sounded slightly disappointed.
"That's true, but I have something to make up for that." I held out my hand, and almost automatically, she took it.
We went inside, and I closed the door. There was a bolt on it. I wondered if I should use it. A glance at Charmaine, who shook her head, made me leave the door unlocked.
"Oh... Hello." The girl saw Charmaine. "Are you here for a treatment too?"
Treatment. What a charming way to call it.
Charmaine smiled. "I'm part of it. If you want."
"Oh. I... see." The girl clearly didn't, but that would work itself out. I told her to get comfortable and took off my own clothes.
"Oh!" She saw my cock. It was quite massive already. "That's... nice." Quickly she dropped her skirt. She didn't have any underwear. "Should I..." She tugged at her shirt.
"Yes. You should," I said.
The shirt came off. No bra either, which I'd already gathered from the way the shirt had folded around her breasts.
I put my arms around her and pulled her close. My cock pressed against her belly. "How do you want this to go?"
"Oh, well, I'm supposed to go milk the cows, so it shouldn't take too long," she said.
With her time being tight, I got down to business quickly. I discovered she got wet quickly when having her nipples sucked. She also squealed at that.
My fingers went into her pussy easily, making her gasp.
"That doesn't feel like Pinocchio," she said.
I made her lie down on the makeshift bed we'd created, and soon I was on and inside her, fucking her hard. Her eyes were wide open, her breasts bounced at my thrusts, and Charmaine was on her knees, naked, watching us as she rubbed her own pussy.
The girl got off fast; her face sweaty and happy. "This was... very good. So different from Pinocchio," she said as she got up and put her clothes back on. "Will you be here later?"
"We might be," I said. "Just come over and call."
"Thank you." She hurried out the door, hurrying off to her cows.
"That was surprising," I said.
"Oh, hello?" There was a knock on the door.
I answered it, my cock still hard as I hadn't gotten off with the cowgirl. "Hello. Come in if you're looking for Pinocchio."
"I am..." a girl said. I saw two others standing outside, waiting. That even more surprising. "But you're not him."
"Angela said it was great," one of the waiting girls said. "Go and do it, or we'll go first."
Angela had to be the cow girl.
The girl who'd knocked, entered the small house. "Pino's not back, is he?" she asked, hitching up her dress. She walked to the table and leaned over it. "He always does it this way."
Her ass was inviting. Her pussy lips were swollen, as if she'd worked up a sweat between them already.
Charmaine knelt behind her, and began probing and licking the girl, who probably wasn't even aware she was warmed up by another woman. Had she even seen Charmaine?
After a few minutes, the Fairy Queen moved to the side, and my cock took the spot her tongue had prepared.
The village girl groaned as I shoved my cock inside her. She squeezed hard. "It's much bigger than his nose," she said as I started moving inside her. "Really... nice..."
I wondered if all the village girls waited with proper sex until a certain age, or until after they'd gotten married. It would surprise me. The occasional tightness of the girl's pussy made me lose such thoughts quickly, though.