Lickity split

You turn your upper body slightly to the left and lean forward quickly before the elf has a chance to react. You plant your mouth at the cleft of her cleavage and start to lick up and down, side to side and in circles all over her chest. She gasps in surprise and looks down at your knobby little head between her breasts. You can feel her quickening heartbeat with your large tongue pressed up against her sternum, her smooth skin feels incredible against your probing attack.

Shelobu moans cutely while you bathe her tits, collarbone and neck with your thick drool. "Thank you for getting that for me Wallum, I forgot to bring my kerchief it seems. Hold on one second, let me help you get all of it." She waits for you to stop licking her chest and as soon as you do, she reaches behind her back and you hear three successive snaps. This causes the hardened leather breastplate to fall away, landing in her lap. Underneath the armor is a thinner material that looks a bit like leather and cotton together. You grow increasingly impatient while she sheds her protective layers for you and dive in once more, sucking and licking the exposed flesh of her chest.

She realizes you aren't going to cooperate anymore and just continues to remove the last vestige of defense before your lustful onslaught. She gasps sweetly and mewls while she watches you kiss her breasts while leaving copious amounts of drool covering her sheened skin. She manages to unfasten her bodice after a little over a minute, which then also collapses into a small heap on her thighs. This time you pause without being asked and sit back for a second while you stare spellbound at your lover's bare tits. They are as pale as the rest of her immaculate body with small pink nipples capping two perfectly situated fleshy orbs.

"What are you waiting for? Come and get it." She beckons to you, bringing both of her arms crosswise under her tits, propping them up for you to feast on.

Once more you lean in, grasping her left nipple with your fingers and clamping your dripping maw around the other one. You revel in the texture and taste of her silky smooth skin and nipple as you take greedily of your motherly Goddess.

"That's it Wallum, taste me as much as you want, take your time. I'm not going anywhere." Shelobu moans as you suckle at her breast, placing her hand behind your head and rubbing your neck.

You're lost in the sensation of being pampered by your elf girlfriend for what seems like hours, and it quite possibly could have been when you take a break, and notice that the sun is almost behind the hills to your West. Detaching your slightly sore mouth from her tender skin you stretch, yawn and then belch boisterously.

"Ahhh, that was lovely Wallum, but it seems that night approaches. Shall we move to a more comfortable area to conduct the bonding ritual?" The elf strokes your back with her fingernails gently, causing you to shiver.

"Yeah, me ready to make elf pregnant with goblins." You state with a grin drawn across your jagged yellow teeth.

"I've been waiting for this moment Wallum, you won't ever realize how much this means to me. How happy it makes me to bear you a child. But try not to think about how base and animalistic this act makes me, because I'm doing this out of love for you, not because I want to feel meaningless pleasure for the night. I want you to know that it would make me very happy to protect your baby inside my womb, and any other children you wish to bestow upon me." She leans in close to embrace you affectionately, pulling you up to her face with her arms wrapped around your neck and lightly kissing you on the lips.

"You talk too much elf, me don't care about anything else, me just wanna make you beg for me to fill you up with little goblins, that's all. Me dream about you having such big belly, full of my stupid brats. Me keep you always my pregnant bitch." You laugh wickedly as you look up at Shelobu.

"I know you won't disappoint me Wallum, you'll keep me full of your progeny, making sure that I never give birth to a single elf ever again." She smiles back at you, and you even notice a slightly wicked glint out of the corner of her own eye.

"Please, follow me." The elf woman gets up and composes herself appropriately, taking her clothing and setting it neatly on a nearby boulder.