the lean observer

Tiza calms herself quickly and looks intently into the green eyes of the middle elf. Her eyes have stopped darting everywhere and she is now scrutinizing the Blosbian. Tiza makes sure to keep her face completely blank. She raises her tail slowly and lets it drift toward the green eyed elf.

The elf watches it intently as it gets closer to her. The tail stops just inches from her face. Slowly, almost delicately, Tiza touches the elf’s cheek with the tip and strokes it. The elf flinches and bats the tail away. She looks bewilderedly at the Blosbian.

Again, Tiza slowly moves her tail back to the elf’s face. This time, she touches, very lightly, the elf’s lips and then pulls away almost immediately. There’s a lot of confusion in the woman’s eyes as they dart back and forth between the Blosbian and the tail. Tiza’s gaze is still one of serene calm.

She loops her long appendage around the elf’s neck and lets the tip rest above the elf’s left breast. Then she slowly massages the muscles in the back of the neck by gently contracting her tail. The elf grinds her teeth and tries mightily to resist the tension releasing pressure, but she can’t hold back the whisper of a moan. Her two comrades frown at the obviously pleasurable exchange.

Tiza inwardly smiles. She has the relaxed elf right where she wants her. Carefully, while the elf’s eyes are closed in oblivion, Tiza lifts the end of her tail and wraps it once around the elf’s head.

The tip of the tail hovers in front of the elf’s face like a charmed snake. The big, buxom leader glances at Tiza. The smaller one seems captivated by the sight of her companion getting a massage from a blue tail.

Without warning, Tiza forces the end of the tail into the elf’s mouth. Big, green eyes snap open. Three pairs of hands frantically grab the tail. Tiza simply yanks it backward and the lean elf is thrown toward the Blosbian out of her companions’ grasp.

The buxom elf raises her finger and a bolt of lightning hits Tiza on the shoulder. The Blosbian is sent backward through the air with her elf captive following suit. Ignoring the stinging pain, Tiza quickly spawns another tail out of the stem of the first tail, just above her ass. She launches it with such velocity that when it hits the buxom elf in the side of her head, it knocks her **** immediately.

The smaller elf rushes to her fallen leader’s side and shakes her. The Blosbian knocks her out too with another blow of her second tail.

Then she turns her full attention on the green eyed elf who still has the end of the first tail in her mouth. Tiza smiles wickedly. Perhaps she should fuck her mouth out. It doesn’t matter how it starts, Tiza is sure that all three will be hers soon enough.