Lydia Oversleeps

The next morning, she awakened to a loud knock on the door.

“Lydia! You’re going to be late for the final of the tournament! If you don’t get there in ten minutes, you’ll forfeit.”

She scrambled out of bed. She’d overslept!

She looked back at Razir, uncovered by the sheets, his cock was so inviting. She had wanted to give another blowjob this morning, but there was no time. She dressed quickly and hurried to the arena.

She thought about swallowing his load the whole way. She had to get this tournament out of the way so she could suck more elf cock. It was all she'd thought about all night. She'd dreamed about it before sleeping, then fallen asleep in the early hours of the morning.

She arrived in the arena, ready to fight.

As she stepped into the arena, she felt a familiar surge of adrenaline. This was where she belonged. This was where she thrived. She was a predator in this arena, and her prey were the other fighters.

Yet all she could think about was having Razir’s cock in her mouth. She needed it so bad. She couldn't forget him spraying load after load onto her tongue for her to swallow. She gulped down saliva, the sound making her wish she was gulping down Razir's sperm.

The final was against a tall, muscular warrior named Kael. He was a formidable opponent, but Lydia had faced worse. She fought with a grace and precision that left her opponents breathless. The arousal in her filled her with insane energy, allowing her to dodge and parry with ease, almost like she knew Kael's next move before he did.

She danced around Kael, dodging his attacks while landing strikes of her own. In the end, it was a swift and brutal victory for Lydia. The crowd roared in approval as she raised her sword above her head in triumph.

As she walked off the field, Lydia couldn't help but think about Razir and the incredible experience they had shared. He tasted so good, she needed a mouthful of cum again.

She collected her prize in gold, then returned to the inn.