Currying favor with Teysa Vandis, Part 1

Teysa hums to herself as she pours ice-cold water into three glasses. Her mood is excellent--Finally, her daughter made up with the Aldryn boy.

Ever since the day Irelya had her little "first date" with Rexus, Teysa had spent her evenings sitting by the bedroom window. She'd lounge there for hours, wearing her most revealing outfits, in the hopes of catching Rex's muscular figure accompanying her daughter home. The persistent ache between her legs grew with each passing day. No matter how many times she fingered herself to a climax while recalling the night she spent at his mercy, it failed to match the pure ecstasy she experienced when the young boy's tool speared her over and over.

But now the wait is over: Rexus finally came to his senses, and escored Irelya home.

Teysa is just about to pick the tray up when she feels a pair of hands on her rear, and her throat immediately goes dry. She peers over her shoulder to find Rex staring intently at her bottom, just like the day they first met.

"Is there something you need?" She stays leaning forward as the teen kneads her flesh. "Is the room not to your liking?"

"It's nothing like that. I've decided to bring Miss Miarora home with me tonight, so that I can reward her and my mother at the same time," Rex replies simply. "The two of them gave me the courage I needed to confess to Irelya."

Teysa bites her lip; the way he speaks is just so confident. The elven MILF deals with wealthy and influential clients often, and has plenty of experience shutting down arrogant courters. Even among the lovers whose beds she's decided to grace, she has never shown weakness.

But now she pushes her ass back into this human teenager's hand, whining and pouting as she yearns for him to recognize her efforts. ""I helped too, you know... Ah... I encouraged my daughter to wait for you, Rexus..."

"So?"

"I deserve one too--A reward," Teysa sighs, as Rex boldly pulls her dress up and exposes her rear. She squeals as he brings his hand down upon her left buttock first, and then moans as he spanks her right. "D-don't I?"

"I wouldn't dare think of this as rewarding my girlfriend's mother," Rex laughs teasingly. A whine escapes Teysa's lips as she feels something hot and hard strike her left buttock, and she wiggles her ass to grind against him. "I'm just trying to get in your good books."

Then the boy's thumb rubs against her rosebud, and Teysa shivers.

"Could you fetch me the blessing oil? It's on the shelf to the left, Miss Miarora."

Teysa gasps as the teacher appears from somewhere behind, walking over to the shelf. "B-blessing oil?" She guls, stomach turning with both apprehension and anticipation. "But I've never--"

"Neither had mother, nor Miss Miarora... But you should see how they beg for it now."

"My husband is to return home next year," Teysa mumbles, a strange confusion clouding her mind. "I was hoping to save it... For our anniversary, as tradition--"

"We certainly can't wait for him," Rex laughs, as if the matter has already been decided. He slowly begins to saw his tool up and down Teysa's crack, and the dark-skinned MILF shivers as she feels his large, heavy nuts brush against her wet sex. "If anything, he should have already used this hole... But that neglect ends today."

As Alia opens the lid and walks out of Teysa's sight again, she knows she must make a decision. Because their work kept them apart most of the time, she and her husband had come to an understanding. They allowed each other to satisfy their desires with other partners; he had his lovers and she hers, and neither of them would inquire about the trysts of the other.

But the blessing oil is something both of them have been looking forward to. They may have sex with people other then each other, but this is a deep elven custom... Something only they, as husband and wife, are allowed to share.

"Unless you're refusing me, Mrs. Vandis," Rex whispers softly, leaning forward. Teysa's knees tremble as she feels his large, throbbing tool pressed against her crack. Then his strong hands slither across her sides and grab at her chest, pulling her breasts free of her flimsy dress. "Will you give me your ass?"

Teysa licks her lips as her sensitive breasts are fondled mercilessly. After a moment's pause, she finally nods.

"I--I will allow it, Rexus," she breathes out. "I'm sure Edwin will understand."

He will have to understand, she thinks. Ilvar and Bacchus do, after all; the latter continues to support his adopted son, even as the boy's child grows inside his wife's belly. If those men can share their beloved Alia and Bellsi, then her husband can do the same. She will not let herself be outdone by Rexus' other lovers--

Lover? Teysa's face burns hot. Am I... Is my daughter's suitor... My lover? Is that how he sees me? Is that... What I want to be?

"Wonderful," Rex chuckles, and Teysa bites her lower lip in shame.

Then Alia drops to her knees beside Rexus, gazing lovingly at the thick, veiny tool nestled snugly between Teysa's buttocks.

What a journey love is, the teacher thinks to herself, as she reaches out and wraps her fingers around the throbbing cock... As much as she can, anyway.

Just months ago she, was skirting around her students and husband alike, stealing intimate moments with the boy in private. Now Rexus all but paraded her around as his lover, and she's about to help him conquer yet another woman. She and Ilvar had sworn an eternity to each other many years ago, but her views on love have changed drastically since then.

Unable to resist, Alia leans forward and plants sloppy, needy kisses across the underside of her lover's cock. Then she buries her lips in his bloated sack, worshipping it with more kisses as she lifts the jar of sacred oil.

The boy grunts as his shaft is submerged in the gooey liquid, and he glances down at Alia's smiling face.

"Pull back a little, Rexus." She whispers instructions while Rexus keeps kneading Teysa's breasts, occasionally nibbling at her neck.

Alia carefully aims the glistening tool, so the glans is pressed against the older elf's anus. Then she hops to her feet, embracing Rexus from behind.

"Miss Miarora?"

"I want to share this moment as well," Alia murmurs, as she presses her breasts against the back of his neck. "Do you mind, my love?" Her hands wrap around his slim waist, preparing to guide him.