Bend Amara over.

You start sliding the straps of her nightgown over her supple shoulders. She doesn't put up a fight against it. Instead, she smiles sweetly, which only encourages you to continue. Your hands slide back up her now-bare shoulders, and one moves up to take hold of an ear. Her ears are not only long and pointed, but incredibly sensitive. You feel the soft skin between your fingers as you bring them up and down, and her face starts to flush red. Her breathing becomes heavier, and she looks into your eyes with an alluring gaze.

"Then let me bend you over the bed," you say.

"Kyle... Am I so desirable that you already knew how you wanted to take me?"

"That's right. But you must feel the same, if you're the one that asked me for a request."

She leans in close to whisper into your ear. "Kyle. These pajamas. They are... too warm."

Her breath against your rear causes you to shiver. Your body is overtaken with desire as she simultaneously slides her fingers up your leg, and wraps them around your shaft through your pajama pants. She pushes you down gently against the bed. You look down to see her breasts clearly through the top of the nightgown as it hangs low--straps dangling freely below her shoulders. It's barely holding on.

"You wish to be behind me right now, yes?"

"I do."

"Please be gentle."

She moves down to kiss you on the lips, but then slides off your body, and stands before you with her hands guiding the straps of her pajamas the rest of the way down. Slowly, she unties the ribbon on the front, and then allows the thin fabric to fall off her body, revealing her graceful, gorgeous elven body--people of this world are undoubtedly more attractive on average than back home. It's like the elf every RPG nerd fantasizes about is standing nude before you, and not only that, but she's waiting for you.

Amara positions herself down over the bed, propping her rear up into the air doggy style. She looks to you shyly as she waits.

"D-Do not leave me in such an embarrassing position for too long," she says as she sways her hips back and forth.

You step up behind her and drop your pajama pants to the ground, freeing your erection. She squirms in anticipation. Gently, you slide your hand up her body, over her chest, though while one hand remains there, you move the other to one of her ears once again. You lean in as close as you can and whisper to her.

"Does it feel nice when I touch these?"

"Y-Yes," she whispers in response.

Finally, you guide your cock between her legs. Her pussy is tight and warm, and immediately, she lets out a gasping moan. With her bent over, just for you, there's no reason to hesitate. You begin thrusting deep inside, over and over again, in a sensual rhythm. With each movement, she lets out a euphoric moan, all while you fiddle with her sensitive ear as well. Your fingers slide up and down, from the lobe to the tip. Your other hand fondles her chest, and although it isn't huge, it's soft in your grip, and she seems to be enjoying the sensation as well.

She pants heavily against the bed and her hands tighten around the blanket. You feel her body quiver, and soon her gasps of pleasure reach a rapid pace.

"Y-Yes~!" she yells. "Right there. Right there! Oh Kyle, I am going to cum~!"

That's all the motivation you need to push her over. You continue thrusting, and she wasn't lying. Immediately after, she tenses up from head to toe. He lets out one final gasp and holds her breath as the feeling floods her body. She gasps loudly and you guide her through her intense climax by continuing on.

Your body floods with pleasure. You tense up from head to toe. You finally reach the point of no return. Inside Amara's pussy, you release all that you have. She whimpers in surprise as your orgasm throbs hard inside her, and it's a lot. Yet, you don't cease--not yet. You continue pounding until you can't anymore. Slowly, you slow to a stop, and you pull your cock out of Amara. Her legs buckle, and she slides down onto her knees in front of the bed as she pants.

You sit down on the bed and groan. "Damn, Amara..." you mumble.

She looks up to you from below. "Was that good?"

"Yes it was."

Not without struggle, she pulls herself up to sit beside you. It catches you by surprise when she immediately snuggles her head against the side of yours, and wraps an arm around you. She sighs softly.

You place your hand on her head and run your fingers through her long, soft hair.

"Amara..." you whisper.

"May we remain here for a little bit longer?" she asks. "I just do not wish to separate quite yet."