Foreplay (Spi'Reto and Nyitzcha)

Spi'Reto held still, leaning back with his weight on his elbows as the dwarf leaning between his legs gently slid her warm hands along his thighs. His perception of her had begun to change, thoughts he had on those nights alone were enough to turn him red. His heart began pounding in his chest as he realized that his fantasies would soon become a reality. He began noticing the details in her face, like the subtle freckles just below her eyes which he initially mistook as bags indicating restless nights. Her overgrown hair was often styled in a twin horse tail fashion, but for the occasion both her pony tails were braided with neat ribbons at the tips which kept her hair reaching down to her knees. The color was a fierce orange, nearly as bright and demanding in saturation as a the petals of a sunflower, and yet distinct and unique in it's color alone, although his mother was a natural redhead the elf could not recall encountering anyone with orange hair before. Her arms carried a distinct muscular tone, not too pronounced but she was no stranger to heavy lifting despite what her small size would lead one to believe. No lipstick or sign of makeup on her face left her with a natural look, one the elf boy deeply appreciated. Her eyes were sharp and reflected the color of the sky in a sunny day, staring into them seemed alluring as he felt his heart began to thump against his chest.

She smiled when she felt him shiver at the slight brush of her fingertips along his waist. "You have no idea how addicting dat is, the way ye melt under me touch and gaze. Dat alone be enough to make my day, now how's 'bout we make our night as well?"

"Uhh if my memory serves well, are you not a married woman yourself?" The elf asked with a cute twitch from his pointed reddening ears.

The dwarf hummed in amusement. "Is a work in progress, don spoil de surprise but we intend to undo dat and hand dis ring to a new owner soon. You can maybe guess who."

The news brought a soft grin as he felt a drop of sweat form on his brow. "Congratulations to the couple, they deserve a life of tranquility bonded by their mutual love after all they have endured. Ah!" He gasped as she fumbled with his waist, her fingers hooked into his clothes about to peel the fabric back and expose him from the waist down. She giggled with anticipation as she was about to unwrap her present for the night, however her excitement was cut short when she looked up to meet him. The poor boy was shaking and sweating, his face burning red while his eyes darted from her hands to her eyes. She held still, processing his reaction before gently releasing her grip. He seemed puzzled, albeit relieved, when she hopped up and properly sat on his lap so that the two faced each other.

She kept her eyes fixated onto his, her fingers lightly tracing along his crotch tickling and feeling around his growing erection. Due to her dwarfism, his growth seemed rather impressive compared to her rather small hand, and she kept feeling him around, rubbing him, squeezing him, all around playing with him from over his pants.

"You need to relax, lad. I be yer first, so le's take dis one slow. Ye ever kissed a lass?" She asked him without a hint of mockery in her voice. Spi'Reto shook his head, quietly enjoying the attention his member was receiving. "Would you like to?"

"Y-yes." He twitched under her touch, his cock throbbing and welcoming her advances. She smiled and scooted closer, now pressing her own groin firmly against his erection and grinding into it. She raised her hands and cupped his slender face, staring deeply into his teal eyes before closing her own, leaning upright and tilting her face in the process. He let her take the lead, his hand reaching out and getting a grip on her waist. He was nervous of course but he greatly appreciated her effort of going at a slower pace. Closing his own eyes, he moved his head forward until he felt something soft and warm press against his lips. It wasn't a deep or intimate kiss, more like a soft peck on the lips the way lovers would show affection before departing in a hurry. It was an easy introductory step for him, and once they had kissed the dwarf leaned in and did it again and again. By their tenth kiss, she parted her lips and pressed in to kiss him in a more intimate manner. Gone were the light smacks of their lips, for he reciprocated and the two began openly kissing with soft moans and the gentle grinding. Her tongue tasted like a bit of that fruity taste from what she was drinking before, and the way she was pressing onto his cock was bringing him indescribable feelings of pleasure. It felt different when receiving someone else's touch, much more different, and that perhaps enhanced the feeling he was receiving.

They broke their kissing after a few minutes with a string of saliva connecting their bottom lips, as Nyitzcha gazed into his eyes dreamily with a red streak across her face. "Mmm, yer a good kisser. Kissing is real good fer gettin me started, gets me goin' and drives most women crazy. Don't be afraid to feel me 'round, touch me where ye like. Be attentive, let her hands explore, but take note if de lass feels uncomfortable."

"How do I know if you feel uncomfortable?" He asked innocently with a squeeze of his grip on her waist.

She grinned and whispered back in a more sexual voice, "Most will tell you if yer goin' too far, pretty boy. Others are more shy, jus' keep yer gaze on der face and read what dey are thinkin'. If she look unsure, if she look ready, or if she looks agitated. Now kiss me."

He did, leaning his weight forward so that he sat upright, the position now allowing him to use both his hands freely. They wandered around her body, her waist, her thighs, her rear. Her dress felt incredibly soft thanks to the silk fabric, but he couldn't help but to pinch at her lightly here and there. She enjoyed it, now simply keeping their groins pressed together while her soft hands roamed around his chest. Feeling him there, she could detect nothing but stern, lean muscle. Her hands slipped under his shirt and slid around like excited little children exploring a wide field excited to play new games. She nipped at his lip and pushed out her tongue, swabbing and rolling against his own. The feeling of his skin under her palms made her feel lightheaded, he was an adult of course and hadn't been a teenager for years, but the feeling left her in awe as she felt around his pecks and lightly brushed his nipples. Smooth and hot with no hair, as was typical from what she heard about elves, they don't grow any body or facial hair for some strange reason. It made her slightly embarrassed for her own body, she was modestly healthy with a pinch of flab around her tummy and thighs. She was not as fit and lean as she was in her physical prime when she served during the war, but she kept her body close to that figure. Gaining weight was easy to do, but she was proud to be able to keep her figure close to its youthfulness. Still, she hadn't had as much muscle as the elf before her has now, and it brought about a touch of excitement between her legs as she began to wonder how he would feel.

Spi'Reto was brought back from his own fantasy as he felt her shuffle back and tug at his trousers. He blushed, feeling that this were the moment and yet not having a clue what to do or how to perform. Would she look at him and laugh, compare him to others? Was he big enough or would she find that he was lacking in performance? All of his troubling thoughts were silenced when she looked up and kissed him again, this time keeping her lips pressed to him without letting go. He felt his shoulders drop as that imaginary weight slipped away, his mind brought back to the intimate touch of a woman. When she pulled back, he couldn't help but moan under his breath when he saw her tongue slip out and lick her wet lips while staring intimately at his eyes.

"You're so... ah~" He gasped, having realized she had fished out his member and began stroking it with her fingers around the shaft.

Nyitzcha snickered and looked down, tilting her head and moving him around, playing with it. With her other hand, she ran her fingers along his length before lightly tapping it over the tip where his urethra was, producing a drop of precum. His cock throbbed and flexed with each tap, she giggled and rubbed his fluid around between her index finger and thumb. His eyes grew wide and his face burned hot when she lifted her finger and wrapped her lips around it, sucking it dry before releasing with the sexiest plop!

"You like dat?" She asked, resuming the motion of her hand moving up and down his cock. "Lot o' men worry too much when it be their first. I can see it in your pretty blues. Let Nyitzcha give ye a secret, it's not the size that gets us rocking our hips, it's how well he pleases us. It can also be the curve, the girth, and the way he touches us. People are different, not every gal likes de same. Some enjoy sensual lovemaking, havin' em on top, caressing them, filling them and kissing. Mmm... others enjoy a good hard plowing, keep it rough and fast, punish them, spank them, give it to them and make it hurt to sit down. Is this too much?"

He shook his head no.

"Good. De point is every lass is different, and not every lad knows how to please. Be it yer first time, fifth time, or tenth time, but every lass likes a different thing. Don't be 'fraid to ask, just don' kill de mood either with too many questions. A woman loves a confident man. Ye ready?"

His voice shook as he softly answered, "Gods, yes."

With his approval, she reached down with both hands and began giving his member a firm massage, sliding her hands up and down feeling him pulse and twitch each time. Reaching up, she pulled her dress down enough to show off her cleavage, yet not enough to completely expose her perky breasts to him. She smiled and leaned down, kneeling between his legs before she was out of sight with her left hand still stroking him. His eyes grew wide when he felt something hot and wet roll across his sex, savoring his taste and bathing it in her saliva. Slowly her tongue slid from bottom to top, ending with a flick across the head before starting again. Her hand resumed lightly squeezing and rubbing his skin, now producing a slick noise with the added lubrication. She held his package and moved it from side to side, giggling before shifting her thighs and wiggling her waist.

"Yer leakin' plenty, do I really turn ye on dat much?" She sneered, giving his dick another kiss. It was like a game to her, she loved it. The feeling of control at the palm of her hand, the way she was learning how to please him. If she pressed her thumb at his tip when she would stroke up, he would flinch and close his eye with a sudden gasp. It looked a bit like he was in pain, but the blush across his face told her a different thing. When she moved his cock left and right with each stroke, he would groan. When she ran her tongue and tasted his precum, his dick would throb in appreciation. She smacked her lips, looking him in the eyes and winking as she leaned in and swallowed his cock halfway.

Spi'Reto gasped and felt himself at the mercy of her tongue and hands. The experience could not be compared to anything he had felt before in his life, but he knew for certain that the pleasure from his own hand alone wouldn't suffice. The way she was sucking him now, bobbing her head up and down, moving her hand to stroke him and even massage his package, it was becoming too much for him. She was staring into his eyes the whole time, those lustful eyes. For many nights he had fantasized about this dwarf and now here she was, releasing his dick and kissing the tip repeatedly while squeezing and stroking him. He flinched as he felt his prick throb once again before watching her take him back in her mouth.

She smiled watching him melt and react to her, it had been too long since she had the pleasure of working a man like this. This elf was struggling to contain himself and hide his noise, she took it as a challenge. She was careful not to overdo it, but a small voice in her head would tell her to take him all in. Pressing her lips to form a suction, she ran her tongue all around him while slowly moving back and forth, feeling him flex and twitch and gasp and coo and-

He gasped, his eyes shut themselves and he leaned back in a hoarse moan, almost like a low growl. His body went stiff and it all happened so fast, Nyitzcha was swiftly reminded what this meant when his prick flexed in her mouth and she began to feel a series of liquid shots run down her tongue. Her eyes grew wide and her cheeks turned red, with one hand on his thigh while the other held his pulsating shaft. His seed carried a distinct taste, sticky yet thick and eager to stain. What shocked her most was the volume, perhaps it was due to her smaller size but the dwarf felt another shot hit the back of her throat and she pulled back, struggling to contain her cough with her lips sealed tight. His dick had been exposed, slick and coated with spit and cum, releasing a few more strings landing on her dress and cleavage. It throbbed a bit more but nothing came out, having released all of its pent up lust as the elf felt an immense wave of relief and bliss hit him all at once.

He gasped and sat up, observing the dwarf close her eyes and tilt her head back when her throat contracted and she gasped for air. "Fuck me, dat was... ye cum heavy! Ye do that all de time wit loads dat big?"

"I-I am ahh, I apologize." He stuttered, watching her wipe her mouth and clear her throat. She looked down and saw a few strings of cum holding on to her dress and cleavage. She simply used the skirt of her dress to wipe away his seed from her skin, looking up and noticing how frantically the elf was pleading to her. "I tried to hold back, the fault was all mine. You're just so much, the way your eyes, and your tongue, it was-I couldn't. Far better than anything I thought of-"

She silenced him with a kiss, keeping him alert and adding a peculiar taste on his lips as they parted. Nyitzcha looked down and saw that he was still hard, reaching down to touch his length with her fingertips just to see his dick flex back.

"I think he likes me." She smiled while observing him turn red. "I like him too. Good to know we won't have to wait long. We can take our time, dis lass needs a bit o' pleasing as well." With that, she released his member with a kiss before climbing on next to him, choosing to lay on her back with the skirt of her dress bunched up and wrinkled around her waist. He turned around and saw her own exposure, seeing her own pussy which seemed ready for him with plenty of natural lubrication. He looked up at her as she smiled and raised herself up on her hands, parting her legs. "You can play with it or taste it, or both. Don't matter which ye choose, I show ye how. Just go slow."

He nodded and moved his hand up, his thumb rubbing along her entrance. She had a unique scent to her, one he felt was intoxicating as if her aroma was pulling his attention to her. He didn't want to seem clumsy or creepy, but admittedly he was unsure how exactly to react. It's not exactly something he could grab the way she tugged and stroked him. That's when the idea came to mind, he could show the same attention she gave him, but with slight differences. His hands reached out and he began rubbing along her slit, seeing her shiver under his touch as he moved his thumbs in soft circles. She smiled and figured why not, it felt like a massage on her pussy and as weird yet cute as it seems, it was pleasurable too. The realization of their clothing seemed to hit her and she stopped his actions before sitting up.

"Am I doing something wro-" He froze, watching her disrobe before him as he laid eyes on her naked body. She casually crumbled up her dress into a ball and tossed it aside, now scooting forward and kissing him before peeling away at his clothes. He helped her speed up the process, the two keeping each other connected with lip to lip contact until she found herself rocking her hips along his shaft, feeling him slide under her pussy bafk and forth. He shuddered when he felt her stiff nipples rub and glide against his bare chest, and she peeled back as they stared into each others eyes once more.

"I'm ready." She panted with a smile, "Now give it to me."