ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Xena'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

Light from the full moon shone down into the glade, illuminating Gabrielle's hair. She sat back, legs spread, supporting herself on her hands as she looked up at Xena, who knelt between her knees. Neither wore a stitch of clothing; the pale light bounced off soft curves, creating delightful shadows.

Gabrielle's unbelieving eyes were fastened on Xena's crotch. As Xena watched, Gabrielle unconsciously licked her lips, her eyes darting back and forth between Xena's face and the entrancing sight before her. "How?" the Bard whispered. Xena only arched back a bit, and thrust her crotch forward. "No idea.... You like it?" she asked unnecessarily. She was referring to the large, very male erection protruding from her dark nest.

"Yes," Gabrielle breathed, reaching for it tentatively. It was the real thing, not a strap on. Not that she cared. She wanted it, period. Scooting closer, she touched it lightly. It jerked as Xena took a deep breath. Some how, this one was far superior to Perdicus'. Although her one night with her doomed husband had been an experience, it hadn't been very pleasurable. He had been....she couldn't say why, but he had left her feeling unsatisfied. He had told her this was common for inexperienced women, but something deep inside had told her she would never be satisfied with him. It wasn't until she made love with Xena for the first that she understood why.

Fascinated and very aroused, she rose to her knees, glancing again at Xena again for 'permission'. Xena grinned, her teeth flashing white in the dim light. "Go for it, Gabrielle; knock yourself out." "I'd rather you knock me up," she replied impishly, adding a feral smile which made Xena's temperature rise several degrees, not to mention her dick; which literally grew another half inch before Gabrielle's astonished eyes. "That can be arranged." She bent over and Gabrielle met her half way. They kissed softly at first, then Gabrielle began sucking her tongue suggestively. Xena started when a familiar hand took hold of her erection and began to stroke it slowly from base to head. It occurred to Xena, in a remote corner of her mind, that Gabrielle might have gotten an interesting education on her wedding night; one she wanted to explore very much.

The kiss grew deeper. Gabrielle's grip on both her tongue and erection grew stronger until suddenly the Bard withdrew from her mouth and crouched, keeping eye contact with Xena as she did so. With a last smile, she dipped her head and took the tip of Xena's erection in her mouth.

Xena gasped as the soft tongue curled around the head and caressed it gently. She gripped the blond head lightly, her very being filling up with the exquisite sensations. Gabrielle licked and sucked with abandon. It hadn't been nearly as much fun with Perdicus, and she savored the thick organ with an intensity which surprised her.

When Xena thought she couldn't stand it anymore, Gabrielle engulfed her completely and gripped her hard on the way back up, making small noises from the back of her throat. Those sounds, and the feeling of her soul mate stroking her up and down so deliciously, drove Xena wild. She began thrusting into Gabrielle's mouth. Not hard; she didn't want to choke her or hit her in the wrong place and make her gag by mistake. She twined her fingers in the short, moonlit hair and began a steady rhythm which slowly increased. A quiet grunt escaped with each thrust despite her efforts to remain silent.

After several fantastic minutes, Gabrielle changed tactics. She concentrated on the head with her tongue, and stroked the shaft with her hand. Xena began uttering noises punctuated by Gabrielle's name, the phrase "Oh Gods!", and a few things the Bard couldn't make out. The grip on her hair tightened as her lover began thrusting faster and harder.

"Gab...Gab..." Xena couldn't get the Bard's full name out as she rapidly approached orgasm. Gabrielle applied more force and stroked in earnest, repeatedly digging the tip of her tongue into the slit. "I'm.. I'm gonna..." Xena ejaculated. A thick liquid filled the Bard's mouth. Unlike male semen, which smelled nasty and tasted worse, Xena's was sweetish; with a bland milky undertone and spiced with her own delicious flavor. Gabrielle swallowed each copious, unrestrained outpouring as Xena grunted and thrust out her orgasm. After three of them, Gabrielle backed off the head but kept stroking. The remaining spurts landed on her nose and mouth, her eyes wide as each emission burst from the swollen, spongy head. Xena seemed to come forever, but finally she gave a deep groan as the tail end of her ejaculate spilled forth in a low arc. Or so she thought. Gabrielle gave her one more masterful stroke and the last of it dribbled out and ran down the Bard's hand and wrist.

Breathless and drowsy, Xena bent over and rested her head on Gabrielle's back. The Bard maneuvered the both of them to the sleeping fur and they held each as she recovered. Xena revived enough to kiss Gabrielle and tell her how much she loved her; something Gabrielle returned in kind.

Curious, the Bard reached between Xena's legs. It was still there, still partly stiff. She was incredibly excited from sucking off her lover, and couldn't wait for more. She wanted Xena, and badly. But she also loved kissing Xena and touching her. For her, both of them, so called foreplay was an end in of itself. This time, however, it would be prelude to something fantastic.

Had Xena been fully male, she would've been out for the count and unlikely able to continue, but only her erection was male and within a few minutes she was raring to go. She gently pushed Gabrielle onto her back and straddled her. She kissed the Bard. Gabrielle returned the kisses, and soon they were intense. She then kissed Gabrielle's face and licked it all over, paying special attention the parts that were covered with her cum. When she was satisfied that it was clean, she migrated to an ear and nursed it lovingly. Gabrielle shivered in delight; her earlobes were particularly sensitive and Xena knew just how to stimulate them.

Xena felt the tremor run through her lover's beautiful body and began to work her way down. She stopped just short of the gorgeous breasts and lowered herself to her elbows. By doing so her erection, now hard and ready for action once again, pressed against Gabrielle's lower body just above her patch. The Bard loved deep, moderate pressure there; it never failed to excite her immensely and it was one of the quickest ways to arouse her. She sighed and pushed back, relishing the contact. The firm rod was different from Xena's usual smooth, muscled belly. It felt wonderful.

Before she knew it, Xena had engulfed one breast in her warm, wet mouth, and the other in a large hand. She took Xena's head and clutched her close. Xena was making provoking little noises in the back of her throat, and Gabrielle responded by breathing deeper and faster as exhilaration overtook her. The sensations raced from her breasts to her core.

She spread her legs to relieve the building ache and swelling, her hips taking on a life of their own as Xena feasted on her. She had to have more. "Xena... please..." she panted, pushing on the dark head. "What?" Xena teased, replacing her mouth with her other hand. Gabrielle stared back with naked desire. "I want you."

Both of them felt Xena's erection gain a bit of length at the Bard's inflammatory words. "I want you, Xena," she repeated. "You're sure? I don't want to hurt you, Sweetie." Gabrielle smiled fleetingly. "You won't hurt me. Please?" Xena answered by lowering her lips to Gabrielle's agin, then kissing and licking her way down the toned body. She wanted to make sure her lover was good and wet, not to mentioned relaxed and open, when she attempted penetration.

She caressed the tender skin of Gabrielle's inner thighs as they parted further. She nuzzled the soft, golden curls and sniffed deeply. The Bard's heady scent filled her, body and soul. Dipping further in, she stuck out her tongue and spread the lips. There was just enough light to allow her to see the swollen clit. It was bright pink and twitching already, begging for her touch. She dove in and laved the soft flesh with caring strokes and circles. A paid of small, strong hands landed on her head and pulled her forward. At the same time, Gabrielle thrust back at her, panting. A short time later, when Gabrielle was writhing beneath her, she tested the Bard's entrance with her tongue. It was wide open. When she stuck it up as far it would go, Gabrielle gasped. "Xena..please...Now."

Xena complied readily. She raised herself slightly and came forward. Taking her erection in her hand, she aimed it toward its target. When Gabrielle felt it touch her bush, she stopped squirming so Xena could enter her more easily, something she remembered from her wedding night after poor Perdicus missed several times in a row because he couldn't get into her the way she was moving so much. Having used a strap on many times, Xena inched forward, then stopped. She was still worried that she was too big for Gabrielle; she didn't want to hurt her, even though her own body screamed for release. Sensing Xena's anxiety, Gabrielle reached down between them and took Xena in her hand. That left Xena with both hands to support herself as she gingerly entered her lover's beautiful body, guided by the Bard's own hand. It was profoundly erotic for both of them.. They groaned in unison. Gabrielle's stomach muscles contracted with intense pleasure as Xena's length slid slowly in. Her inner muscles grabbed at the welcome intruder. It filled her and kept filling her, inch by slow inch. Just when she was sure she had no room for more, Xena came to a halt, her dark nest meshing with the Bard's golden one.

"Oh Gods," Gabrielle breathed. "Ya ok?" Xena asked worriedly, staying still to let Gabrielle adjust to her size. "Yeah," Gabrielle answered, not quite truthfully. She was a bit nervous now, and growing more so. Xena as bigger than she had expected. Her tension made her tighten up, and the pain made her more nervous, which made her tighten more still. It was a self replicating pattern which was growing more and more uncomfortable.

Luckily Xena was a keen observer and immediately knew what was happening. She wanted to nip it in the bud before it got out of control and Gabrielle experienced real pain. "Gabrielle? Relax. Take a deep breath.. Slowly.. And let it out." She lowered herself until she was resting on her forearms and just touching Gabrielle along their length as the Bard complied, then wrapped her arms across Xena's muscular back. "That's it.. Relax. Don't think about it, just let it happen," Xena whispered. She kissed Gabrielle and massaged her petal soft breasts.

Gabrielle stayed tense for a few seconds, then began to respond to the affectionate touch. She felt her inner muscles flutter and slacken, and Xena did too. But not wanting to rush things, she continued loving the Bard's mouth and breasts until Gabrielle's hips started moving by themselves again. Without breaking their full length contact, she began thrusting slowly and shallowly. Still a bit anxious, Gabrielle lay still again, concentrating on the feel of her soul mate's mouth and hands. Xena knew her well and soon had her going again.

Sufficiently impassioned, the fullness inside her began to feel good, and she shifted to meet the careful motions. Once started, things quickly escalated. Xena's thrusts grew stronger and longer until she withdrew almost completely each time before plunging forward again. Gabrielle was sublimely tight, although it was obvious that she was no longer tense or uncomfortable. If anything, Gabrielle was relishing the thickness within. Her breathing grew fast and ragged as she countered Xena's every stroke.

As Xena pumped faster and harder, she ceased kissing Gabrielle and pressed her face into the junction of the Bard's neck and shoulder. Gabrielle hugged her harder in return as she felt herself warm with impending orgasm. The delightful slow burn gathered deep in her belly and slowly grew. She quickly grew totally inarticulate, as did Xena. She felt it approach from far away, but it was on her so quickly it took her breath away. Each of Xena's frantic thrusts sent waves of sheer pleasure through her and turned her universe inside out.

Her climax triggered Xena's; she grunted as she released deep inside Gabrielle's sublimely constricting inner walls. Gabrielle felt the warm spurts impact her sensitive membranes, and they sparked a second orgasm swiftly on the heels of the first.

They both collapsed at the same time. Xena tried to withdraw from Gabrielle, but the Bard wouldn't let her. "No, I want to feel you in me," she murmured. After a moments' hesitation, Xena let her weight settle on her smaller companion and relaxed. Gabrielle panted softly beneath her, and she lay her head next to hers as she did the same. Both were tired from their exertions and took several minutes to recover.

Gabrielle rallied first and hugged her lover. Xena smiled but didn't move until Gabrielle's kisses awakened her. They exchanged sweet nothings and I-love-yous. In the midst of these, both Xena and Gabrielle started and woke up.

They gazed at each other muzzily in the pale moonlight. "I had the weirdest dream," Xena said, yawning. "Me too," Gabrielle answered with a mirror yawn which threatened to dislocate her jaw. They both stared at what they thought was Xena's crotch under the blanket. Xena pushed it aside, and as Gabrielle watched, reached between her legs. "Find anything?" Gabrielle asked, both curious and hopeful. Xena froze. "What do you mean?" "I dreamt you had a dick.. A real Guy dick... we made love. Twice. Then I woke up." Xena gaped at her in astonishment. "I had the same dream... I had a dick; the real thing. First you went down on me and then.. I made love to you. We were cuddling and kissing afterwards, and I suddenly woke up. You're saying you had a similar dream?" "No, the exact same one, it sounds like." "Tell me." Gabrielle did, leaving out no detail, no matter how small. When she was finished Xena had a striking resemblance to a fish out of water. "Shit!"

Thoroughly roused by the shared dream and Gabrielle's well told rendition of it, they made blissful love in the waning moonlight and slept like babes until well after sun up.

THE END ;)

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