Yes, very interesting
From Torg Adventure
You are tired from the day’s activities, lying back to one side of the makeshift bed you watch Tri'lanna casually as she unbuckles her sandals and slips them off her delicate feet. She runs her fingers through her long silvery hair, drawing out the tangles as best she can. Opening your side pouch you pull out the simple wooden comb that you use only occasionally.
"Come here Tri'lanna." You tell her and motion to the bed by your side. She obediently kneels by your side and sits meekly while you run your comb through her silky locks. Each hair is so fine that you can barely see it, but her curls are long and thick and as the comb runs though her hair the mud and twigs slip away leaving the strands sparkling in the firelight.
You comb her hair far longer than is needed to remove the tangles from her platinum locks. The feel of your crude comb sliding smoothly through her long hair down to the small of her back. Several times as you brushed her locks, your fingers brushed against her pointed ears and each time her body trembles in response. After almost five minutes of smoothing her curls, you lay the comb by her side and lower her shoulders to the makeshift bed. The silver of her hair catches the starlight and seems to reflect it back even brighter than ever.
The lavender of her eyes is as bright in the faint starlight as it was in the morning sun, but her pale skin glows with an inner light that you don't remember ever seeing. You lower your mouth to her small full lips and as gently as you can brush her hoping to evoke a response with as much passion as you feel. Her lips flutter under yours, but your willpower breaks and your mouth claims hers impatiently. As you kiss her, your hands roam eagerly over her body until your fingers find the gap of her arm hole. With a moan of desire your hand slips into the warmth under her soft tunic and covers her small breast completely feeling the softness of her skin filling your palm.
With a renewed sense of urgency your free hand fumbles with the leather strap that holds the extra folds of your tunic around Tri'lanna's slender waist. It takes longer than it should have, because your fingers tremble with anticipation, but soon you have her lying naked on her back. Her silver hair spread out like a silk fan of starlight under her head and her glowing skin inviting you to touch her all over. Tearing your clothes from your body with a swiftness that betrayed your desire you soon were as naked as her your thick cock rampant with desire.
Covering her tiny body with your thick torso you are careful not to crush her delicate frame with your weight. You have heard that elves are much tougher than they look, but Tri'lanna looks as fragile as a porcelain vase. You hesitate to take advantage of the beautiful elf, but her body is showing clear signs of need and the thought of pressing your shaft deep into her overcomes your reluctance. Your erection looks huge next to her slender thighs, and you wonder if you will even fit completely into her, you certainly intend to try.
But first, you want to see her explode with a bone melting climax as your fingers prepare for what is to come. Remembering how she responded to the gentle touch of your fingers you started by exploring her ears.
As you trace the edges of her long pointed tips her body trembles in response, touching her cheeks, and lips also evoked soft moans, but when your course work-hardened fingertips return to the soft divot just behind her ears her whole body arches with desire. Still rubbing her ears gently, you lower your lips to her erect nipples and draw first one then the other small hard tips into your mouth. The effect of your gentle suckling and the teasing of her ears has the elf maid squirming under you. Finally when you think you can't stand it anymore you slide your palm over the gentle swell of her belly and into the soft curls that covers the soft mound between her rounded thighs.
You can feel the heat of her core as your fingers find the slick opening between her legs. She is hot and wet, and as your finger presses into her you marvel at the tightness of her passage. Flicking the tiny nub just above the opening as your finger delves into her pussy you stroke her firmly easing first one then another finger into her tight sheath.
The signs of her arousal were undeniable now and you release her nipple so your lips can return to her sensitive ear as you stroke her below. In less than a minute she stiffens under your fingers and with a soft cry of emotion she cums, flooding your fingers with her juices.
You want so bad to cover her petite body and fill her with your cock, but maybe it would be best to just have her use her mouth again.
Do you take her?
