by Tamryn Tamer
Frost found his hands sliding up Lysandra’s thighs toward her plump ass. His heart pounded as he squeezed the soft cushiony flesh. Her grinding intensified as they continued to kiss while exploring each other’s bodies.
He moved his hands upward where he enjoyed her wide elegant hips before traveling to her well worked abdomen. He continued to slide his hands up past her narrow waist until he reached her large chest. He allowed her tongue to do most of the work while they kissed so he could focus all of his attention on her chest.
“Frost,” Lysandra moaned as he cupped her breasts. The fabric of her lingerie was soft but didn’t compare to her delicate flesh. He desperately wanted to pull her breasts from the bustier and play with her nipples but there would be time for that later. Instead, he continued moving upward to her collarbone, her shoulders, then further still until he reached the tips of her ears. He gently stroked them with his thumb as she let out a delighted moan. “How did you know…”
“You seemed to respond positively in the forest,” Frost said while sitting upright. Her large chest pressed against his as he continued to gentle stroke her pointed ears. “So, I thought you might like this. Do you?”
“Yes,” Lysandra moaned while kissing his shoulder. “I like it.”
“Good,” Frost said while leaning in to lick the tip of her ear. Her body trembled and she let out a soft moan. “You’re really beautiful Lysandra.”
“Frost,” Lysandra moaned while slowly grinding her hips. She moved her hand down until she reached his cloth pants and began unbuttoning them. Frost quickly adjusted to help as the snowy-haired elf pulled them down far enough for him to kick them the rest of the way off. His large cock immediately flicked upward and smacked against her plump ass. “Oh goddess. That feels nice.”
“I am so lucky,” Frost said while grabbing the beautiful elf’s chin. Her violet eyes sparkled like precious gems and her lips carried the sheen of forbidden fruit. He leaned in and kissed the elf again.
Frost let out a surprised moan as he felt Lysandra’s palm on the shaft of his cock, pressing it between her ass cheeks while she moved her hips up and down. Her skin was so smooth it was as if he was already inside of her as his cock slid against her ass.
The flavor of fruit began to overwhelm him as her tongue once again swirled in his mouth. The taste of her tongue and lips were so rich and unique that his mind wandered to her other lips. He wanted to be inside of her but he wanted to taste her even more.
“Frost!” Lysandra squealed as he quickly flipped the elf over. Frost leaned down and gave her a peck on the lips before starting his long journey downward. As he reached her bustier, he tugged it down allowing her large breasts to fall out. She quickly moved to hold them as the large breasts fell naturally. “Sorry, they’re a little too…”
“Perfect,” Frost interrupted as he leaned down and licked her nipple. Her tit was as soft as the rest of her flawless flesh. He circled it with his tongue while kneading her other breast. They had the same sugary flavor as her lips and he found himself engrossed in her body as he moved back and forth between them. “You are perfect.”
“I can’t believe you actually mean that,” Lysandra looked away. She was ridiculous, the world was ridiculous, what kind of warped world wouldn’t recognize how unbelievable she was. “I’m far from perfect.”
Frost continued to lick and squeeze her velvety tits as he slid the bottom of her silky bustier upward revealing her surprisingly defined abs. They weren’t overly muscular but they had just enough definition to know they were there. He traced the lines with his tongue as he moved closer to his desired destination.
“What are you doing?” Lysandra whimpered as she reflexively rolled her hips. He circled her bellybutton with his tongue as he slipped his fingers around the waistband of her violet thong. Frost slowly pulled it down revealing her immaculately trimmed white bush. He couldn’t help himself as he nuzzled into the soft fine hair. “Oh, Frost!”
He was captivated by the softness of the hair decorating Lysandra’s beautiful mound but even more so by her dripping pink pussy. The way the pink stood out against the elf’s pale flesh hypnotized him like a bee drawn to the petals of a beautiful flower. He kissed the delicate flesh surrounding her pussy and gradually worked inward.
“Please,” Lysandra whispered so quietly that Frost barely heard it. She desperately wanted to ask for more but it was like a little voice inside of the elf was preventing her from asking for it directly. “Please.”
“Lysandra,” Frost said as he kissed her inner thigh. “Would you like me to lick you?”
“Mmm,” Lysandra’s hips tilted upward, answering without answering.
“I want to hear it from you,” Frost said while kissing so close to her pussy that her subtle fragrance bathed his senses. If her kiss was like fresh fruit, he believed those lips would be a winery. He was desperate to kiss these new beautiful pink lips. “Say it.”
“Yes,” Lysandra moaned while lifting her hips. “I want to be licked.”
Frost panted as he admired her flawless pussy one more time. His heart throbbed in his chest as the excitement of running his tongue along her perfection excited him almost as much as the act. He leaned down and placed his tongue on the soft flesh at the base of her pussy. With one long lap, he traced the inner lips, gathering up every bit of her delicious flavor on his tongue as he ended on the clit.
He then restarted in the same spot as before, this time tracing the other side of her beautiful pussy, once again ending in the same location, her beautiful button. He continued the process, slowly working inward as he gathered every bit of her flavor until finally his tongue had touched every glistening pink fold. Finally, he closed his eyes and savored her before swallowing. Her strong flavor pervaded his tongue like a sweet blackberry brandy.
“Ooooh,” Lysandra let out a long sexy whine as Frost’s tongue made another lap around her dewy pink petals. Her body writhed and the whining intensified with each subsequent lick.
Frost’s cock throbbed against the mattress as he buried his face between her thighs. He told himself that he had all of the time in the world and that there was no rush. He wanted to enjoy Lysandra and at the moment that meant relishing in her flavor.
He turned his focus to her clit, a beautiful pink button poking out as if begging to be pressed. It glistened like a wet pearl on a flower’s petal. He kissed it, as if offering tribute to the most perfect pussy he’d ever laid his eyes on, then proceeded to lightly lick it.
“Frost, Frost, Frost,” Lysandra huffed as if she were coming down with a fever. Her head lashed back and forth while his tongue circled her clit. Her only reprieve came when he moved to lick up more of her dripping nectar before going back to the button. “Too much. I’m going to…”
Frost continued exactly as he was going, careful not to change a single thing as the gorgeous elf climaxed. Thick syrupy fluid slowly dripped from her pussy as her thighs clamped down on his head. With several long deliberate licks he gathered up all of her delicious flavor and swallowed.
“Oh goddess,” Lysandra whimpered while relaxing. He kissed each of her soft thighs before moving back to her flawless pink folds. He gave her several long gentle goodbye licks before traveling upward. “That felt amazing.”
“That makes me happy to hear,” Frost smiled as he nuzzled into her white bush. He gave her mound a quick kiss as he moved up her body. Before long the tip of his cock was pressed against her drenched pussy just waiting for her approval. “I think I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
“I’m yours,” Lysandra panted as she moved her hips up and down, as if beckoning Frost’s cock to enter. “It’s been so long.”
Frost gently pressed the tip of his thick cock against her slick opening as she accepted him. Lysandra wrapped her arms around him as he took his time going deeper. He gradually delved into her soaked pussy until he reached the back and the gorgeous elf winced.
“Are you okay?” Frost asked while letting her pu
ssy adjust to him. Her warm walls compressed on his thick cock like she was trying to milk it.
“Yes,” Lysandra answered while running her hands down his back until she reached his waist. She gently pushed on him signaling to pull out slightly. After a few inches she pulled on him directing him deeper. “Just give me a minute to get used to it.”
“Fuck,” Frost panted out as the walls of her pussy massaged his cock. He didn’t know if he had a minute. His knees were trembling as he desperately tried to think of something other than the beautiful elf in front of him. “This feels too good.”
“I know,” Lysandra whined as she started signaling him to increase his speed. Not that he needed much signaling as his hips started to move on their own. He thrust himself deep inside and rested for a moment savoring the sensation of her walls trembling against his throbbing cock before preparing for another thrust. “Frost,” Lysandra whimpered as he reached her deepest recesses. “Oh goddess. I don’t know how much of that I can take.”
“Lysandra,” Frost leaned down and kissed the snowy-haired elf. “You’re amazing,” he said earnestly while kissing her cheek and then moving to the tip of her pointed ear. “Can I cum inside of you?”
“Yes,” Lysanda’s voice trembled as Frost gently licked the tip of her ear as he thrust his cock into her drenched pussy. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist while lifting her hip into him and he felt the warm splatter of her juices against his pelvis as he continued to fuck the violet-eyed elf. “Please, cum inside me.”
Frost ran his tongue around the edge of her ear while stroking the other. She let out a variety of moans, whimpers, and squeals as he teased her ears while his large cock plunged deep inside of her. Her legs tightened around him and her body tensed up, even her drenched cunt tightened to the point Frost had trouble thrusting. Her hands moved to his ass and pulled him like she was trying to lock him in place.
“I’m cumming,” Lysandra squealed as she squeezed him with all of her strength. Her legs wrapped around him tighter than he thought possible as her hands gripped his bare ass. Then, out of nowhere, he felt a warm splatter against his pelvis as her quivering pussy clamped down on his cock. “Oh, my goddess!”
“Fuck,” Frost groaned as his cock spasmed inside of her soft soaked pussy. He pulled away from her ear and took her mouth again, the taste of sugar and fruit danced on his tongue as his thick cock filled the elf with his warm seed.
“Frost,” Lysandra panted while moving her arms to his back. She hugged him tightly while burying her face into his muscular chest. “I’m so happy.”
“That was amazing,” he agreed while gently kissing her neck. “You’re amazing.”
“This feels so nice,” Lysandra said while wiggling her hips against him. “Let’s just stay like this the rest of the day.”
“No arguments here,” Frost chuckled as his cock spasmed again. The way Lysandra continued to wrap her legs around him as he came felt amazing, like she wanted to collect ever bit of his…panic set in. “Lysandra, I probably should have asked this earlier but what’s the birth control situation in this world?”
“Are you asking if I’m going to get pregnant?” Lysandra smirked mischievously at him.
“Yes?” Frost started to slowly pull back only to feel her legs tighten around him. “Lysandra?”
“What?” Lysandra laughed. “You’re the one that asked if you could cum inside of me.”
“Lysandra,” Frost chuckled nervously. “I wasn’t thinking straight. I didn’t mean…”
“Shh,” Lysandra said while wiggling her hip. “It’s too late now anyway. Might as well enjoy it. We’re going to have beautiful babies.”
“Lysandra,” Frost half whined as he started to freak out.
“Frost,” Lysandra whispered while stroking his face. Her amethyst eyes were so beautiful he actually started to stop caring. “I’m just teasing you.”
“What?” Frost glared at the smiling elf. “Then why are you locking me in place with your legs?”
“Because I enjoy the sensation,” Lysandra said as she rolled her hips. “And I haven’t had sex with a man in nearly eighty years.”
“So, there’s no chance you’ll get pregnant?” Frost asked to confirm. He wondered if maybe humans weren’t compatible with elves.
“Frost,” Lysandra laughed as she finally released her legs from his waist. “Do you really believe we’d have spells that cure any ailment but not one for that? I cast the infertility spell on myself while getting ready for you. Although, if you intend to be so free with your seed, I should probably teach it to you as well.”
“Yes,” Frost nodded. “Absolutely.”
“But first,” Lysandra pulled Frost down next to her and turned away from him before scooting into the small spoon position. “Do you mind laying with me for a while?”
“Can I play with your cute ears while I do it?” Frost asked as Lysandra pulled the blanket over them. He wrapped an arm around her and kissed her neck while gradually moving up to her ear. He was still somewhat shocked that he was actually in bed with an elf.
“Mmhm,” Lysandra nodded as Frost held her tight. The two cuddled under the weight of the heavy warm blanket. “Frost, thank you.”
“Lysandra,” Frost kissed the tip of her ear. “Thank you.”
CHAPTER 5
Frost and Lysandra cuddled for quite a while before they decided to get dressed. For Frost that meant putting on the same pair of cloth pants he’d been wearing. For Lysandra that meant a beautiful white gown with violet accents instead of gold. He almost immediately wanted to rip it off of her and go another round.
They remained in her room for privacy as Lysandra continued her explanations as best she could. They discussed abilities and the importance of carefully selecting what to enhance because of the scarcity of ability points. It also turned out that while level one of an ability only cost one ability point, each subsequent level increased by one for a total of fifty-five ability points to master. He wondered how far his six hundred points could get him.
At first it seemed like six hundred would be plenty but then Lysandra explained how nearly every spell was considered a different ability. There were abilities that served for general enhancements and other abilities that were more active.
Anatomy was a good example. While mastering daggers would make him extremely effective while using a specific type of weapon, anatomy would increase his potency with all weapons as well as healing abilities and poisoning abilities.
“How do I access the specific skills,” Frost asked.
“Oh,” Lysandra nodded. “Hm, I’m not sure how to explain it without you putting points in an ability.”
“Okay,” Frost nodded. “I have some to spare. What would you recommend?”
“I feel like dodge is always good,” Lysandra said cheerfully. “Mine is level seven and I was barely able to move out of the way of your basic attack.”
“Sorry again,” Frost said recalling how he nearly impaled her. “Okay, how do I do this?”
“Most of the scan navigation is about intent,” Lysandra said. “Sometimes you’ll think about something you might want to do but you’ll notice nothing happens. That’s because it requires you to be absolutely sure it’s something you want to do. But remember, spite counts!”
“Spite counts?” Frost tilted his head. “What’s that mean?”
“It’s something you see a lot when you live with competitive young women,” Lysandra grinned. “They occasionally want to beat each other so much that they allocate points in the moment to win and regret it immediately after winning.”
“Got it,” Frost laughed while staring at himself. He accessed dodge and started allocated points, he decided that avoidance abilities were universally beneficial so he went straight to level ten. “Damn.”
“What?” Lysandra asked with a concerned expression. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” Frost shivered. “It’s just. I don’t know. Something’s differen
t. I have this sudden confidence that I can…can you hand me that dagger?”
“Here,” Lysandra handed him the simple blade. He immediately spiked it into the ground and hopped on the handle, balancing perfectly on the handle. “This is weird. Shouldn’t this be like acrobatics or something?”
“Well,” Lysandra grabbed a different knife from a drawer and copied Frost. She was shockingly elegant as she balanced on the handle. “Balance is a key component of dodge. Without balance, you’d fall over. But Acrobatics are something completely different. If you remember we were supposed to be looking at minor abilities.”
“Right,” Frost started focusing on his newly mastered dodge and there were dozens of minor abilities related to it. Air maneuvers which enhanced his ability to dodge mid-air, tumbling reduced his fall damage, and acrobatics unlocked new maneuvers. There were several more but sifting through them while Lysandra was waiting would have been rude. “Is that all of them?”
“No,” Lysandra smiled. “Much like classes, some abilities won’t appear until you master the prerequisites. Overall, there are potentially infinite abilities to master. Also, do you see air maneuvers?”
“Yes,” Frost said staring at the ability. “Why? Is it good?”
“No,” Lysandra said. “It’s useless. Dodge already allows you to avoid projectiles and attacks mid-air. Do you really think you can balance on a knife but not twist mid-air?”
“Fair point,” Frost said as a term popped into his head. “Diminishing returns.”
“Excuse me?” Lysandra seemed intrigued by the term. “What’s that mean?”
“Well,” Frost smiled at the curious elf. “Hm. This is a tricky one. It’s the point where further mastery costs far more than the effort required to master.”
“Yes!” Lysandra said. “Diminishing returns! That’s exactly it!”
“Good to know,” Frost found himself staring at the beautiful elf again and smiled. “You are so beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Lysandra blushed. “But focus!”
