Breaking new ground with Miss Miarora

Rexus doesn't have school on the day following the dinner party... Nor the day after, or the one after that. It's the week of Summer Solstice, known in elven culture as the Prominence Festival.

Nevertheless, Rex decides that he needs to see Miss Alia Miarora: school or no school, she's his favorite fucktoy. Besides which, he has matters of romance to discuss.

"Did you enjoy Mrs. Vandis' company?" Alia is on her hands and knees, a fine carpet protecting her limbs from the hard kitchen floor as Rex fucks her from behind. He's going slower than usual, allowing them to talk. "I hear that Teysa can be... Well, she's quite experienced. Some of the other wives were talking--"

"She was nice," Rex says, running a hand down his teacher's bare thigh. "We didn't talk much, though. I mainly spoke with her daughter."

"Irelia, yes? The quiet girl?"

"Yeah... Well, no, I think she's only like that in class. She opened up a bit with me."

"I'm sure she did," Alia purrs, wiggling her hips. "What girl wouldn't spread their legs for this cock?"

"N-not like that! I--We didn't--"

"Really? Not at all?" She looks back over her shoulder, peering at him curiously. "The way you've been treating your other classmates, well... I thought you were getting accustomed to young, beautiful virgins. Perhaps that was just a phase?" She looks almost relieved.

"I... I don't know. I couldn't bring myself to take hers."

"Too ugly?"

"Too beautiful," Rex sighs. "Mother and father taught me to be confident, to take what I want... But when I look at her, I feel so... So..."

Another voice pipes up from the other side of the room. "Happy, but also completely useless?"

Ilvar Miarora is cooking lunch, glancing back occasionally to watch Rex fuck his wife. There's not a drop of malice in his gaze: after weeks of frequent, increasingly-bold visits, the human's magic has completely overridden his possessive nature. He still loves Alia, just as she loves him, but he feels that young Rexus has just as much claim to her body... If not more.

"That's exactly right," the boy replies, nodding thoughtfully as he continues thrusting. "How did you know?"

"That's how Alia made me feel, once upon a time. You're infatuated with this girl... A serious case, by the sound of things."

"What it would be like to make love to her... " Rex stares off into space. "Ah, but I can't imagine working up the courage. Still, her beauty... Her arm felt so soft, and she must be so very tight--"

"Careful, Rex. A lady might get jealous," Miss Miarora pipes up, sounding half-serious. "Don't you love the way I feel?"

"Of course, but I've had you a hundred times. An old favorite--" Rex stops short when he sees her expression. "Er, not 'old...' I mean, uh--"

"Look, m'boy, we understand. You want a new hole, a new experience." Putting a lid on the pot he's stirring, Ilvar turns to face the pair. "Have you tried Alia's... Rear entrance?"

"Of--Of course he hasn't!" It takes a lot to get Miss Miarora blushing nowadays, but that does the trick.

Rex, however, looks intrigued. "What, you mean her ass? Like ass-fucking?"

"It's called 'anal,' and it's only for married couples," Alia blurts out, glaring at her husband. "It's a huge commitment... A capstone, after fifty years of marriage."

"That's the tradition, anyway," Ilvar adds, far more casually.

"So you haven't done it either?" Rex is thrusting a little faster now, clearly aroused.

"We've only been married forty-eight years," the tailor continues, leaning against the counter. "We can't do it for another two... But that's an elvish custom. I see no reason you need to abide by it."

"B-but that's... That's not... It's a sacred act," Alia stammers. "Or else an affront to the gods, if performed under the wrong circumstances."

"I think Rexus has plenty of the gods' favor," Ilvar laughs. "If the boy wants it..."

"I do," Rex replies, before leaning forward and whispering in Alia's ear: "I've taken so many 'firsts' lately, but none from a woman as fine as you. Will you give me asshole?"

Immediately, her expression softens. After a moment's hesitation, she smiles and nods. "Of course, Rex. I'll give you everything."

"Wonderful," he replies, pulling out of her pussy quite suddenly. "Lie down, spread your--"

"Wait! I'm wet, but that might not be enough... Ilvar, are you still saving that blessing-oil?

"I'll get it," her husband says, hurrying upstairs. He returns holding a large jar, which he unscrews to reveal the contents: a thick, clear liquid, smelling faintly of flowers.

Without missing a beat, Rex holds his erection and dips it balls-deep into the jar. It comes out glistening-wet, and he slaps it down against Miss Miarora's bare cheek with a thwap.

"Ready?"

"Take me," she murmurs, lying flat on the rug. "I'm yours... Just, um, be gentle--Oooh!"

Her eyes go wide as Rex's cockhead presses into her asshole. Groaning at the stimulation, the boy moves slowly but surely deeper, experiencing new levels of tightness and warmth with each passing inch. For her part, Alia has never felt so full: as the weight of her favorite student presses her into the soft rug, she lets out an overwhelmed-yet-happy string of gasps and whispered swears.

Meanwhile, Ilvar stands off to the side with the open jar still in his hands. He debates throwing it away: their fiftieth anniversary won't be an important milestone anymore, so there's no need to save the sacred oil... And besides, he might not be comfortable sticking his own member where Rex's has already been... But then he remembers that he already does just that, each and every time he makes love to his wife.

In the end, he screws the lid back on and places the jar in the kitchen cupboard: even if he doesn't use it, Rexus certainly will. Judging by the way he's fucking Alia's ass right now, the boy is unlikely to stop after spilling his seed just once...

...And he does so now, filling the elven MILF's bowels with cum after only a few long, slow thrusts. He slumps down and embraces her from behind, while they both moan happily. After a few seconds' pause, Rex resumes his slow, gentle thrusting.

"I think I can keep going," he says, his voice unsteady. "...Fuck, it's so good..."

"I... It is," Alia gasps. "Rexus, I think--I think I'm going to--" She bites her lip and goes silent, her whole body tensing up and shaking with orgasm. "...Yes... Y-Yeeeeesss..."

When she's done, Rex pulls out and sits down next to her. As he strokes Alia's back, he looks up at Ilvar. "Would you mind drawing us a bath?"

Once the husband has bustled away and the water begins to run, he gives his teacher's ass a firm pat. "Don't fall asleep just yet, Miss. I need to talk to you, about something important..."

"Hm?" Slowly and shakily, she props herself up. "Wh-what?"

"Girls."