Steep climbing

From Torg Adventure

The path gets steeper and in a couple of hours, you and Tri'lanna are climbing more than walking. Your previous worries about her ability to keep up are found completely unwarranted, as the elf is quite surefooted, even in her sandals.

You pick trails and paths to follow up the tumbled rocks and ravines of the mountains, but you find Tri'lanna just as capable of finding a clear path. She also notices the tiniest of noises, and she constantly is sniffing the wind. As the sun reaches the zenith, you find yourselves halfway up a steep valley, just at the tree line. At the top should be the pass between the two behemoth peaks on either side of the trail you're following. Your muscles ache and your fingers are skinned from the sharp stone. Your chest is weighted with fatigue. You stop for lunch in a small bowl between rocks with a patch of grass for sitting.

You unpack some hard bread and old cheese, while your companion picks up small sticks and builds a tiny fire. At first you worry that the smoke will attract attention, but somehow her blaze has no smoke. You decide to have her teach you that elfin trick. She boils water in your tin cup, and the two of you share a refreshing cup of tea made from some herbs she found. You pour a little tea on your bread to soften it up. Tri'lanna just eats the bread and tea. You both chatter at each other in your native tongues, smiling and enjoying the company.

After the food and dish is packed away, the elvish maid unties your trousers and sucks your prick to fullness. Elvish girls are insatiable for sex, you think, which suits you fine. You stroke her body and hair till she stands, sheds her tunic, and straddles you where you sit. She slides you inside her and proceeds to bounce on you, singing a somewhat different song of joy. You play with her firm breasts, making her moan out loud when you pinch her tiny nipples.

You climax together, and you fill her again with your seed. She holds you for a few minutes, before she kisses you and dismounts you. She puts your clothes back to rights and dons her tunic and belt. Your weariness and pains are gone. The girl's mood is infectious, and she dances about before you start up the slope again. She never really loses her dance steps as she climbs, and your mood is happy in the light of day for the first time since before the demons destroyed your village.

The afternoon goes quickly, watching the pert ass of the elfin maid and listening to her buoyant talk and singing. As the sun touches the top of the hills to the west, you are pulled from your reverie by Tri'lanna's high-pitched squeal. She comes to you and tugs your arm, urgent to show you something. Just near the top of the valley before the pass, she walks you to a small cave in the rock face. You won't have to sleep outside. She says something and smiles up at you. "A warm place to enjoy your body, lover," you imagine she says. You grin back and kiss her briefly, but she gives you a longer kiss with lots of tongue.

What next?

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