ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Gabrielle's Dream

by Caley Woulfe

Disclaimer: Xena and Gabrielle belong to their creators at Ren Pic. I'm only borrowing them to use in my imagination. I promise to return them only a bit worse for wear (tired but happy).

Type: Erotica, as in, PWP

Sex: You bet! Graphic, and plenty of it. If lovemaking between two women isn't your thing, leave now. If it's illegal where you live, think of moving. If you're under 18, wait a few years. Homophobic e-mails will be deleted unread, and I will also ask the Great Mother to open your eyes.

Violence: Zero

Ick Factor: Zero

Xena and Gabrielle rode along a narrow track in a thick forest. It was mid-morning, warm, and overcast with a light breeze. Just right.

'Three times last night and twice this morning. Wow, I'm really on a roll,' Gabrielle mused. She was to Xena's left and slightly behind, having let Cloud drift back a bit as she day dreamed another fantasy. She had always harbored a secret wish; once, just once, she wanted to have a dick. The Real Thing. Just to see what it would be like to make love to Xena with it. Judging by the ex-Warlord's passion for strap on play, she liked the Real Thing, too. They had discussed it once, after imbibing too much mead given to them as a gift by a grateful merchant for saving him from a highway robber. It hadn't tasted strong and they had thought it was a light ale. But instead, it packed a punch, and before they knew it, they were giggling like school girls and talking about sex. Their likes, dislikes, fantasies, all sorts of things. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, they both remembered the entire conversation the following day. As far as she knew, they both still remembered it. She knew she did, anyway. They had several things in common, one was the love of dick. The Real Thing or a reasonable substitute. What they didn't like was the rest of the body that came with it (Yuck!), and the male mind set (No thanks!).

Just thinking about sex made her hot all over again, despite the morning's love making. The familiar warm, fullness began to gather between her legs as it always did, but this time it was a bit different. She concentrated on it, willing it to grow and overtake her; yearning to grow a dick on the spot. She closed her eyes and wished as hard as she could that a dick would just magically spring from her loins. Yeah, right.

Her arousal grew, and as it did, it changed somehow; the sensations were different and her shorts began to feel tight in the front, not between her legs. Something was going on. Glancing about to make sure no one was around, and that Xena wasn't looking back at her, she surreptitiously slipped her free hand under her red velvet skirt... And froze. There was a very solid, cylindrical object in her shorts; one that radiated pleasure. She grasped it, or tried to; her shorts were too tight to get a full grip on it. But her efforts made it grow under her fingers, and her arousal grew with it. She removed her hand and slipped it back in under her belt. 'Oh Gods!'

She had one. The Real Thing. 'How on Earth?' she wondered, but not for long. Her passion was overtaking her and she wanted to make love to Xena in the worst way. Still, she couldn't believe it. "I'm sporting a woody,' she thought nervously. 'What will Xena say?' Only one way to find out. She adjusted her shirt so that the lower edge was resting as far from her crotch as possible, hoping it wouldn't show, and urged Cloud to catch up with Argo.

"Um, Xena? I need to.. Um.. Pee." When Xena turned and smiled at her, she was sunk on the spot. The Warrior's statuesque physique, sable hair, and cerulean blue eyes undid her. She felt a surge of excitement from her new equipment, one that threatened to reveal it. "Sure, Gabrielle; why don't we take a short break?" "Ok." Gabrielle tried not to sound too eager.

Xena spotted an opening in the brush ahead and turned Argo into it. Gabrielle followed closely, nervous and beginning to sweat as she tried to figure out how to seduce her unsuspecting other half.

The tiny game trail led to a clear area overgrown with lush, green grass. The horses both promptly dropped their heads and began grazing. She dismounted first, making sure Cloud was between her and Xena, and darted behind a big tree, taking her smaller travel bag with her. Actually, being nervous, she did have to pee; her request was not a total lie. With trembling hands she lifted her skirt and dropped her shorts. The sight which met her eyes made her mind go blank. It.... she, was huge. Bigger than Perdicus had been; even though he had been a head taller and outweighed her by one hundred pounds. 'Oh Gods!' Her hand moved by itself and clasped it experimentally. It jerked, but it also felt great. She forgot she had to pee, and envisioned herself ravishing Xena...

Shaking her head, she sketched a rough plan of action in her head and stuffed her shorts into the bag. Her erection was unmistakable; it tented the front of her skirt, but she couldn't do anything about that. She would merely have to surprise Xena from behind or move on her so fast that she didn't notice.

Lady Fortune was with her. Xena's back was too her, and she was standing close to a sturdy tree. Gabrielle snuck up on her, something which had taken her years to learn. When she was within striking range, she spoke, not wanting a swift kick to her head which would put her out for the rest of the day. "Xena?" "Yeah?" the Warrior replied as she turned. "I've got something for you," Gabrielle said innocently as she stepped forward. Xena's ears perked; when her lover 'had something' for her, it was usually very good. "Oh yeah? What?"

Gabrielle answered her by pushing her back against the tree, straddling one long, muscular sexy leg, and grinding herself against it. Xena's eyes flew open. The Bard just grinned devilishly and continued rubbing herself against her. "What the..." Xena reached under Gabrielle's skirt and her jaw dropped. "How?..." she asked in shock. "No idea. Does it matter?" "Hades, no!" the Warrior exclaimed.

Gabrielle stood on tiptoe to kiss her. Xena bent to meet her, and as they kissed, she reached behind Gabrielle and released the catch on her ornate belt. The red velvet garment fell and Gabrielle stepped out of it, then kicked it to the side. The kiss grew deeper, and soon both were making small noises. Xena's curiosity got the best of her, and she broke to kiss to look at the Bard's unexpected appendage. She pushed Gabrielle back a step, staring.

"Oh Gods..." she murmured. Gabrielle was huge; as big as Iolaus, if not bigger, and despite the moment, her mind compared the two. Both were short, muscular, and had very large erections far out of proportion to their relative body size. In fact, Iolaus had a bigger one than Hercules, even though the demi-god was taller, wider, and heavier than him. Gabrielle was even larger!

Gabrielle took the opportunity to slowly strip her top off, dangling the skimpy thing from her fingers before letting it drop ceremoniously to the grass with a salacious grin.

Xena gulped. The thought of her soul mate using this magnificent piece of equipment to pleasure her made her drool at both ends. The Bard found herself in a one armed bear hug, and a moment later, a large, warm hand gripped her shaft and began a slow, tight stroking. She kissed Xena again, then broke off to watch her actions down under. Between the sight of herself being handled, and the sensations by same, her excitement reached fever pitch and she began thrusting into the Warrior's skilled hand. This went on for a minute or two, then Xena unexpectedly dropped to her knees and took her into her mouth.

Gabrielle almost came on the spot and her breath was forced out of her with a deep chested gasp. She almost lost her balance and had to put her hands on Xena's shoulders to support herself. Xena concentrated on the head at first, then, after a minute or two, her ears filled with Gabrielle's love noises, she took as much of it into her mouth as she could, which was two thirds of the entire length. Gabrielle continued thrusting, unable to believe the intensity of the sensations coming from her unfamiliar anatomy. As powerful as her usual clitoral response, but different, and being new, almost overwhelming. She thrust harder and faster, wanting more, more, more. Xena could tell she was getting close to orgasm, and she switched back to the head again. By this time the Bard was thrusting hard enough that she had some difficulty maintaining her position, but she did; stroking the long, thick shaft and forcefully sucking the large head.

She glanced up. Gabrielle's head was thrown back, the veins of her face and throat stood out, as did the tendons of her neck and shoulders. Her eyes were tight shut but her mouth was wide open. Her breasts were swollen; the nipples protruding and dark pink. The sight never failed to inflame Xena's ardor and she got a fantastic idea. She took the head in her other hand and spread open the tiny slit on top as wide as it would go without it being painful.

She stuck the tip of her tongue in it and rapidly moved it back and forth. The impact was so strong it forced out every last atom of air out of Gabrielle's lungs and she was unable to draw any back in again. The delicious torture continued; Xena was merciless. The Bard exploded like a volcano. Finally able to breath again, she grunted as each voluminous eruption splashed against Xena's teeth and lips. After a few of these threatened to drown her, Xena took her into her mouth again, laving the head as it continued to spurt sweet gobs of thick white liquid which tasted like Gabrielle in every way. It was delicious; she could never get enough of the Bard's love juice and this was, literally, a dream come true.

When the emissions began dropping in volume, she took it out once again, but continued stroking it. The squirts tapered off and stopped. Gabrielle was panting and her legs trembled. She thought it was over, but, as she watched, Xena stroked her expertly once more, and the last of the milky liquid oozed out, running over Xena's knuckles and down her wrist. This was accompanied by a final burst of soul searing pleasure which rocked her world one more time. The gut deep, powerful feeling pushed a low groan from her which emptied her lungs.

Her legs went out from under her, and if Xena hadn't caught her she would've fallen.

As it was, her lover eased her down and lay next to her with one arm and leg draped over her. She couldn't move or think; her heart hammered in her chest so hard she could feel it. Xena felt it too, and whispered, "I love you, Gabrielle." She wanted to say the same back, but her mouth refused to cooperate, besides, she was puffing too hard. "..Love..you..too.." she murmured between breaths. Xena laid her head on the Bard's chest and listened to her heart pounding. Gradually it slowed to normal, and Gabrielle stirred. She wanted to see if she still had a dick or if it had been some sort of fantastic dream, but Xena's leg was in the way.

The Warrior sensed her concern. "What is it, Sweetheart?" Gabrielle blinked uncomfortably, embarrassed. "Um.. Is it still there?" Xena pressed her knee down. "Yup."

"Ya sure?" This time she lifted it and moved her hand down, grasping the Bard's now flaccid penis. Yup." She massaged it a bit, then moved down to the root and felt around. Nope, no balls; which was a good thing because balls disgusted her, and Gabrielle too, if her memory served, remembering the same drunken girl talk Gabrielle had earlier.

"Mmmmmm". Gabrielle raised her upper half and watched as Xena's hand squeezed and manipulated her. "Here, you do it," Xena taking the Bard's hand and putting where her own had been. "What!?" Gabrielle exclaimed, knowing full well what Xena was asking. "Come on, you know you like pleasuring yourself for me. So do I." Gabrielle hesitated, thinking back to the first time she had done that in front of her other half. She had been acutely embarrassed, but Xena had encouraged her, and in the end, the look on Xena's face, when she climaxed, was worth it. Since then she had lost her shyness, most of it, and seldom had trouble pleasuring herself while Xena watched. The only difference now was the anatomy involved.

She had gotten Perdicus hard with her hand, at his plea, before he had penetrated her the second time on their wedding night, but she hadn't given him an all out hand job. Therefore her experience was limited to a minute or two of stimulation before he was hard enough to enter her. However, Xena's hand had felt very good indeed, and she imagined she could do a better job still.

She began squeezing the thick shaft; alternately rubbing the head and pinching it between her thumb and forefinger. The response was immediate and marked. It grew before their eyes, and within a half minute it was at full height and width. It almost reached her belly button and measured a good three inches around at the base. Uncomfortable and awkward sitting the way she was, she climbed onto her knees. Xena copied her, eyes darting from her hand to her face. One of the Bard's hands went to a breast and began massaging; kneading and fingering the nipple, which promptly protruded and turned a salmon pink. Xena itched to 'help', but she didn't. After all, this had been her idea and now she had to live with it.

For her part, Gabrielle was lost in her own touch, feeling the various parts and the level of responsiveness. It wasn't long before her breathing grew fast and ragged as she began thrusting into her hand. She closed her eyes in bliss, aware of Xena's avid attention. The sensations built and built. Quickly. After only a minute or two, she ejaculated, experiencing two tactile effects; one which came from her erection and spread backward through her body in waves, and another where she felt her semen burst from the head. This too, fit the description Perdicus had given her when she had asked how he felt when he came. These facts, however, was submerged in the sheer delight which surged through her as she continued to come. The discharges tapered off. She opened her eyes and stroked hard one more time, forcing the last drops out.

Before she knew it, Xena was plastered against her and kissing her for all she was worth. Still breathless from her powerful orgasm, she tried to kiss back, but all she could do was suck air as she lost strength, dropping her play toy. Xena held her in her arms and kissed her face instead so she could breathe. This time, however, she felt invigorated, and recovered quickly.

Feeling emboldened, she whispered, "You want me, don't you.. You want me to take you and make you mine." The latter was a statement, not a question, and the Warrior answered by stripping on the spot, rolling onto her back and taking Gabrielle with her. The Bard cradled her face and took one cum sticky finger into her mouth. She sucked it clean, watching Xena's face as she did so. The look of pure love and desire made her hard again. "I'm gonna fuck you, Xena, fuck you silly. I'm gonna fill you so full of cum it's gonna leak out your ears and knock you up on the way." Gabrielle seldom used the f-word, but when she did, she meant it, and whenever Xena heard it in this context, she knew she was in for a wild time.

The Bard lay on top of her warrior and kissed her thoroughly, getting the same treatment in return. She wiggled; pressing her erection against Xena's taut stomach. From her mouth she moved all over her face, then to her ear, where she nibbled the sensitive lobe and told Xena how much she loved her, and how beautiful she was. She slowly kissed and licked her way down the Warrior's neck, and down her chest to a petal soft breast whose nipple was slightly raised but not yet stiff. She rubbed her face on the pliable mound, licking it all over except where Xena wanted it most.

The Warrior growled low in her throat; half frustration, half warning, which Gabrielle chose ignore. When the sounds reached a pleading pitch, she took mercy on her and enveloped as much of the flesh as she could. She sucked and laved the hard nipple with abandon. She felt her lover's hands alight on her head and hold her close. The close connection, along with the constant stream of stimulation, made her harder still and impatient for her own release. But she ignored it and instead, switched breasts. Not until her soul mate's hands gave a subtle push did she cease feasting on the delicious breast and kiss her way down her flat, muscled stomach, scooting her herself backward at the same time. Xena had a very cute belly button. It was erogenous, too, and she loved stimulation there. The Bard obliged her by digging her tongue into the tiny depression and cleaning it out completely. When she was satisfied, she continued southward and soon found herself face first in Xena's dark, scented nest.

Settling herself between her lover's wide spread legs, she scooted further down and kissed the inside of one strong knee before licking her way back up the delicate skin of Xena's inner thigh, all the way to the hairline of Xena's brush. By now the Warrior was inconstant motion, but Gabrielle merely repeated the tactic on her other leg. This time, when she reached her destination, she settled down once again between Xena's legs and parted her. The Warrior's clit was bright pink and swollen; it twitched, and a stream of whitish love juice dribbled from the entrance below.

Gabrielle's dick jumped and throbbed at the sight. Mesmerized, not to mention utterly turned on, she dove in and began licking the excited nub; stroking it and swirling her tongue around it in circles. Xena's noises increased, and Gabrielle couldn't wait anymore; she was afraid she would come before she got inside her lover.

She got up on her knees, rearing like a stallion, and looked down at Xena with passionate intensity. Xena matched her stare, and before her startled eyes, the Bard slowly reached down and stroked her erection, her stare changing to an erotic, devilish grin. Several drops of crystal clear liquid dripped from the tip and landed on Xena's soft, dark, curly hairs. Gabrielle dropped to all fours, her face changing yet again to an expression of pure lust and desire, one that made Xena shiver with anticipation.

The Bard lowered herself and moved forward. The tip of her dick nudged Xena's nether lips. At that moment need threatened to override her sensibilities, but she refused to give in to it. "Take me in your hand, Xena; show me how much you want me." The Warrior didn't waste any time; when her fingers closed around the Bard's pulsating shaft, Gabrielle groaned. She watched, mesmerized, as her warrior guided her to the wet entrance and held her there as she slowly thrust her hips forward, slowly entering Xena's breathtaking body through her firm fingers.

"I want you, Gabrielle." Those four words, and the naked love and desire on Xena's face, made Gabrielle tremble with affection for her warrior. She moved up enough that she could reach Xena's right breast with her mouth and began working it again she slowly retracted herself and pushed forward. At first she kept the movements slow, but her need, and Xena's, quickly escalated her speed. Soon she was too preoccupied to spare any attention to the gorgeous breasts which jiggled temptingly as she loved Xena with all she had.

Xena was surprisingly tight; in fact, thrillingly tight. The inner walls grabbed and released her in a maddening fashion, and she finally understood, in a dim corner of her mind, why Perdicus had come so soon the first time he entered her. The way things were going, the same was about to happen to her.

Xena, however, was writhing beneath her and thrusting in counterpoint; gasping and repeating Gabrielle's name. She could only hang on and pump harder and faster at Xena's urging. Xena crossed her legs behind Gabrielle's thighs and tightened them, pulling the Bard even closer. Gabrielle became lost in the sensations whirling though her like a storm.

Xena suddenly went still for a second, then bucked madly as her orgasm took her over.

The inner walls constricted rhythmically, triggering Gabrielle's. The shocks of pleasure coursed though her in waves from the pit of her stomach to the tip of her erection, spewing the thick cream deep inside Xena's warm body. She came and came and came.....The strength of it woke her up.

Her orgasm still buzzed below, and she lay there panting softly in the dawn light as she tried to figure where she was and what had happened.

"Must've been a Hades of a dream, Gabrielle. Didja have a good time?" Xena was laying next to her on her side, her head propped up on her hand, smiling down at her lover. She laid a warm hand of Gabrielle's still moving stomach. The muscles jumped and tightened in arousal. "Yeah. You wouldn't believe it, but.. I dreamed I had a... um... a dick." "You did?" Xena asked in wonder. "Tell me about it," she asked, almost begging. After some hesitation, the Bard did. Xena's eyes grew wider and wider as the story progressed. When she finished, the Warrior was slack jawed. That didn't happen very often to the ex-Warrior Princess.

"Did you enjoy it? Having a dick?" "Yes!" Gabrielle exclaimed, stifling the urge to look and see if it was still there. Xena laughed. "I guessed so.. You came so hard I thought you were gonna shake yourself apart at the seams!" Gabrielle laughed and reached for Xena's hand. "Come 'ere."

"Is this an invitation?" Xena asked, rolling over until she was half resting against Gabrielle's side. Her hand moved lower and slipped under the pretty red velvet skirt to a wet patch of soft curls. Gabrielle gasped as she felt knowing fingers comb through it and rub the outer lips sensuously. "Hmm.. Too bad, no hard on.....But, what do we have here instead, hmm?" Gabrielle squirmed delightfully. "Should I stop?" Xena teased. The Bard grabbed at her urgently. No!" "Keep going?" "Yes," Gabrielle hissed, lifting her hips and spreading her legs. "Oh..Oh gods!" Xena's finger slipped into her wet folds and began stroking the swollen nub. For her part, the Warrior felt the familiar warm, soft, slick flesh as she caressed it, keeping her eyes on Gabrielle's beautiful face. Having come so recently, the Bard climbed high within a minute and exploded like a Chinese firework. Xena swore she saw sparks fly. Gabrielle finally went still, panting. The Warrior rolled them over until Gabrielle lay on top of her, and she hugged her, telling her how much she loved her and glad she was to have met her.

Warrior and Bard fell asleep in each other's arms and knew no more.

THE END

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