Gliss Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

I bite my lower lip and looked at them pleadingly, begging them to give me what my body desires. “Understood?!” Sir Brian repeated and slap my left mound. “Ahh!” I yelped. I can feel my lower privates pulsating. Aching to be touched by the expertly moving toys. “P-Please… sir?” I begged. “Please, what? Hmm?” Sir Gleck playfully asked. This time, he let my right breast rest from the melted wax and place it on the side table. His hand crawled down on my belly until it reached my belly button and rest there. His forefinger played with my button and tickled it by pressing and putting pressure on it.

I quietly looked at the young women in the mirror, barely able to recognize myself. A confident, strong woman who not long ago was just a naive gipsy girl who had her long chestnut hair braided into a ponytail was now staring back at me. While a happiness sparkle danced in my green eyes, a smile spread across my face, making Sasha growled in annoyance. “Stop moving or I will never be able to finish in time.” I gave her a small nod as I watched her finish her magic. Sasha applied a cherry lipstick to my lips to match the purple eye makeup she chose for tonight’s event.

Calla said. "I like the recent song by the way." Elena said and she chuckled. "Thankies." "All of her songs are bombs!" Cassandra said. "Will the boys find us?" I asked and they all turned to me. "They will.. but it will take time." Kayla said. "I'm racing next week.." Autumn said to Jess and Jess smirked. "I'm so down for that.." "You girls need to stop it." Lauren said. "Morris will blow up." Pricilla said.

The tan crop top she wore left little to the imagination, making Hollis want to tear off the matching micro mini skirt she was sporting so bad, it made her fingers itch. “I know you want me.” Mandy laughed flirtatiously, throwing herself into Hollis’ arms sloppily. Straddling her hostesses’ thigh, she began grinding her hips slowly against the denim surface. Hollis felt the dampness of the woman’s pussy seeping through the material of her jeans, and began kissing along the nape of Mandy’s neck. After reaching her multi-pierced ear, she whispered softly.

She looks almost dreamily at nothing in particular and now I am definitely worried. “GURRRRLLLL! You got it this bad after one day. Don’t get me wrong he is Drop Dead Gorg…. Oh sht! It’s him isn’t it. The one from the park. The one you stare at when he’s walking his dog! Fuck me, I might start running in the mornings if thats the kind of eye candy you get to oggle!” Ally is laughing again and even I can’t stifle my giggle. That’s Ally, a positive force in a negative situation. “Ally!” Liv is now almost purple with embarrassment. “I told you that was a secret!”

The three gave me approving nods but I do not know what I was supposed to do. Just then, glimmering lights started to materialize before our eyes, crystal blues, and sapphire red, lush green and silver whites. It was the tinkers that appeared. Their appearance was a magical scene that is enough to leave the mouths of its spectators with jaws drop. I reached out my hand to one of the lights and as it bounces from my finger it bumps into the other lights creating a chain reaction and producing sparkling dusts.

“That’s Vyr Dust, ain’t it?” “Mm-hmm.” Glacy grinned. “Made it myself. Tried a drop last night. My heartbeat stopped for a whole minute" she said, lips tight. “Then the world unfurled like rotten fruit as I regained consciousness, colors crawled out of the cracks before my eyes, the taste of sick lemon and copper crawling over my tongue.” Tilly made a face. “You’re mad.” “Maybe.” Glacy’s grin didn’t falter. “But it works.”

Sicca was doing everything he could to calm my nerves, but they were stubborn, refusing to bend. “Ready for a little magic?” His ice-blue eyes sparkled at me, playful and teasing. I nodded at him, then turned my gaze forward. He produced a small object from his pocket, almost like a miniature hockey puck. It was a vivid green. With a flick of his wrist, he sent it skimming across the gravel. As it landed, a green light shimmered upward from it. Sicca placed a steadying hand on my waist, guiding me toward the glowing patch. It shaped itself into an oval, like a massive mirror one could walk through.

“I’d better come back later.” I flushed with embarrassment. “He was just tickling me. Since childhood I’ve been terrified of tickles.” “Ah, that,” Diana pouted, then with a mischievous witchy grin she reached out and tickled my side. “Stop right there!” I managed to mumble between laughs, pushing her slightly—but she fell onto her bottom. “Hey! Don’t mess with a witch. I’m going to get you,” she said, sending a handful of pink glitter dust my way. In one swift motion, I sent it back, crashing it right over her head so she ended up in a sparkling glitter shower.

Dying isn’t really on the agenda but neither was becoming Dre’s sex slave mate. During my thoughts the plane lands and I grip the seat as it bounces gently on the ground. I glance up and see Gabriel smirking at my response. “Come on Tink let's get going.” My mouth drops open in shock. “Tink?” He raises an eyebrow, “Yeah like Tinker Bell. Cause ya know you are a fairy.”