This time, Wendy didn't land anywhere until she was far, far along the safe path. In fact, by the time she alighted on a tree branch again - taking no small amount of pleasure in landing completely safely just above a once huge, hanging spiderweb, now ripped to shreds and flapping loosey in the wind - she could be no more than a few minutes from Spiderhill Top. There is even a spider's leg still caught in one of the strands - by the look of it, not one of the larger species. The topheavy blonde shuddered a bit despite herself. That only meant it bit you somewhere fleshy and sucked out your liquified insides, and she really though she would actually prefer being digested to that. Now, though, it was just a monument to the Pixies' efficiency.
A few moments later, Julie came to a rest right next to her twin, waterskin dangling from her shoulder. Flying with these things are tiring, but it was all going to be worth it. Julie, in fact, seemed ready to just go on, but Wendy reacher out to touch her shoulder, holding her back. No sense in being hasty. It was still early, and the party was going to go on all through the night... and there were reasons you didn't always want to be the first one there. Of course, Wendy had on occasion enjoyed being the first one there a great deal, but tonight... tonight she was going to make special.
Julie looked mystified, though.
"Why are we stopping? Isn't Spiderhill Top right up there? I even think I can see the smoke from the bonfire!"
"Julie..." Wendy shook her head in mock exasperation, in the exact same tone of voice she used when Mirie or their even younger, barely into Faerie school sister Oesca were being young and stupid. Julie, as expected, stuck her tongue out at her, but did remain to hear. "Don't you actually want to have fun at this party?"
Julie looked mystified. "I do! As much as possible. So why don't we..."Wendy shook her head and cut her off, still with the tone that infuriated their baby sister so much. "And how will we do that if the boys bang us into a barely conscious, spunk-covered heap while they wait for the rest to arrive, hmmm?" Wendy grinned evilly as Julie actually blushed, despite both of them being among the more... active Fairies in such regard. "Haven't you ever been the first Fairie on the spot before?" The Pixies on watch in such places weren't entirely cut off, but most of them were decidedly busy, and faeries were utterly forbidden from watches that weren't considered 'totally claimed', both as to not distract the Pixies from their work, and so as to not attract predators. After a while, predators started avoiding areas with no easy meals and easier lays, but with plenty of Pixies to hunt them in return, so everyone saw how this was actually a pretty good idea...
But it also meant the Pixies tended to be a bit... eager... for companionship. The first girl on site had a tendency to be the sole female participant in a quite impressive gangbang. Not that the first arrival usually complained, but it did mean said girl usually missed most of the party recovering. That being said, with the ratio of Pixies to Fairies being what it was, this was by far the easiest way for a Faerie who had those kind of dreams to get fucked by more than one boy at a time, so there was usually at least one Fairy who would show up really early, and stagger down to the creek to wash off all the spunk before sneaking into what had by then pretty much always dissolved into an orgy. Wendy had some fantastic memories of being the girl in question, but there was no way she was missing the actual flirting, drinking, dining and storytelling this time... and she had every intention of Julie doing the same thing.
Julie had apparently gotten it, finally. Wendy loved her sister, but Gods, could she be blonde sometimes. It was a small miracle she hadn't become food for something ages ago, but Wendy wasn't going to complain. "Well... yes... but not for a while. I usually go with someone, like Shelly or Kina, and every time I do that we seem to end up in the bushes together... So it hasn't been an issue for so long that I just... forgot." Wendy nearly started laughing out loud, but contained herslef long enough to quite obviously devour her sister's naked body with a wandering gaze and say "I'm *wondering* why". Julie actually blushed again, then got as far as asking "Do you", in a tone so like her usual ditzy self that Wendy nearly bought it... and then they were both sitting down laughing so hard they nearly fell off the branch.
Wendy drew a long, shuddering breath and leant back on her hands, once again noting with a smile the way her twin's eyes ran over her ample breasts. "Open your wineskin, Sis. Let's have a taste. At least today you won't be late on account of lying moaning in the bushes... unless you do it yourself". With more giggling, Julie did just that, helping herself to a mouthful before passing it to her twin. The nectar went down smooth and rich and heady, just flowing enough to go down easy and well, just thick enough to faintly remind her of another sticky substance that would be going down their troaths tonight, and Wendy could nearly feel the muscles in her back relaxing, just from that. Too much of the thing, like a full wineskin, and they wouldn't need a tumble in the bushes to be late to the party. They would be sitting right here, laughing softly at nothing and watching their hands move - which could be a pleasant way to spend an evening, but not what she had in mind today.
"Actually..." Julie's grin was just a touch wider than it would usually have been. Julie might be the only Faerie in the world to actually sound more perceptive under the influence. It could very well be, Wendy's mind considered while her eyes were busy enjoying her sister's naked form. that she was a lot (well, comparatively) smarter than she led on. If nothing else,it would explain her failure to find herself stuffed full of spunk through fiverse orifices and stuffed into a maw. "Actually I was half-way expecting it to happen tonight, as well". Wendy turned her eyes to her twin's, her eyebrow raised. She knew she was smiling her so-why-don't-you-drag-me-into-the-bushes smile, and wasn't really caring. Julie took another small swig, stopping to sigh contentedly, and continued. "Oh, come on! The way you have been ogling my breasts all the way here? Or the way you and Mirie have been carrying on, lately? You're a naughty girl, Sis. Hell, even Oesca knows. She was spying on you when you were at it behind the old cranberry bush."
Wendy just grinned back. She was fully aware doing your baby - or twin - sister was... raunchy, even by Faerie standards, so she and Mirie had kept things hidden just enough that those who would be bothered by it could ignore it... and just enough that those who went snooping into their secrets hopefully would find an incestuos affair, and stop there... instead of looking further and finding two Faeries who got immensely off to watching fellow Fairies and woodland creatures... and who could only claim not to have actively caused another Faerie's screaming, digestive death by the slimmest margin. Still, the incestous affair was real enough, and the fact that Oesca - just now flowering, tomboyish Oesca, who had yet to show the interest her sisters had for sex - had been watching them... that just made it hotter.
Of course, both Wendy and Mirie had been aware of who else was watching... due to Julie's utter inability to stay quiet while she was cumming. If her partner did it right - or she did it herself - there would be the most amazing high-pitched sounds... and Mirie and Wendy had just been spurred on to give a better show.
"And who was in the bushes fingering herself until she came? And who is, in fact, staring at my breasts as we speak?" Julie's eyes had, in fact, dropped helplessly down to Wendy's magnificent globes. The fact that Wendy had also reclaimed the wineskin and was slowly dragging the drinking tip down between said breasts might have something to do with that. Julie colored a bit again, began to look away, and then decided to just roll with it and enjoy the view. "So we're really hot. Feed me to a bug."
Both sisters collapsed in laughter again, Wendy replacing the cork in the waterskin, not without regret. Her head was spinning very slightly, just enough to notice it. Damn, this nectar was the shit. No wonder Mirie and Mellie had gotten so shitfaced. Julie's last comment, though not an unusual expression, did shoot a few extra sparks into Wendy's middle, but that she kept hidden, carefully. "No, thanks, no done tormenting you yet". Again both grinned, so Wendy took hte plunge.
"But I happen to think we should do each other at the party, tonight."
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