How to blow somebody away.

John was naked, and Sylph stopped her constant chanting. She scanned him up and down. “Ho-ho-ho, never really looked at you in detail but now,” Sylph made a teeth-revealing smile as she looked at John’s defined body. From what he understood Strength had the physical change of muscle growth while Endurance made him more defined. His slim build overall remained, but his high Endurance had taken away whatever excess fat or skin he had and left nothing but a toned body. He wasn’t quite Greek statue level but if he raised Strength some more he might get there eventually.

He was not used to being checked out in such openly a manner though. He was even less used to be looked at with eyes more perverted than his own. “Nice, really nice,” Sylph finished her sentence and then jumped at him. John easily caught her, the little bundle of energy weighed next to nothing. Sylph didn’t care and John let his instincts take control of the situation. Two perverts with the same thought, mouths closing in on each other.

Sylph’s lips were soft as silk, and the touch filled him with sweet, fresh air. Their mouths opened, tongues carefully probed. Their tongues touched, then fenced without holding back. An electric tingle discharged from Sylph’s tongue; it was not enough to numb him, just a soft prickling. Just a moment before Sylph looked like she wanted to take charge but her dominance melted away under their heated kiss.

John reached to the back of her head, her hair, incredibly fine and fluffy, ran through his fingers without any resistance as he pulled her deeper into the kiss. He breathed her scent in deeply, innocent flowers and honey, it filled his nostrils. Thus, enraptured by the soft prickling of her tongue, the delicacy of her hair, the sweetness of her scent, John’s dick swelled to full hardness.

Pressing against Sylph’s crotch, his dick was moisturized, but his mind was elsewhere as Sylph sharply exhaled into his mouth. The scent that had filled him earlier now fulfilled him and he whirled around while throwing both of them onto the bed. Sylph now lay beneath him; their kiss was broken, her amber eyes stared into his. His hand, next to her head on the bed, vanished in the sheer endless storm of her hair that seemed to shift into varying curly patterns even as everything else was still. The only other things in the room that were moving were their chests, pumping heavily in desire.

John lowered his head towards the tempest elemental's full breasts, unable to resist the temptation that their rise and fall presented to him. His mouth greedily sucked the top of the tit that he caught, playing with the hard, pink nipple, twirling his tongue around it. His right hand got busy with groping Sylph’s other breast, teasing the sensitive nipple with his index finger and thumb. He continued to caress the soft flesh -or was it fluffy air?- for a bit longer.

“Mhm, Johnny, I like that, can you maybe, use your tongue on the base a bit more…? Yeah, like that, and then maybe change the side?” Sylph blabbered out her requests. John obliged, shifted his focus and the arm he was leaning on and in response got Sylph to giggle. A light-hearted sound, interrupted by the sigh of desire that went along with John’s tongue flicking her nipple.

“Okay, okay, enough of my tits,” Sylph decided and pulled his head back up to her face to shower him with kisses. Then there was a literal whirlwind that had John lose all sense of perspective for a moment before he found himself leaning against the wall. He caught a glimpse of Sylph greedily wiggling her fingers between his legs, eyes glittering with mischief and lust, before his blanket fell down, hiding both his legs and the tempest elemental from view.

John was ready to throw off the blanket when he heard Sylph’s muffled voice. “Hey, wait! Isn’t this kinda exciting?” she asked, apparently back in a dominating mood. With that girl, one could never be sure what she was planning. ‘Well, she won’t bite my dick off,’ John thought and sent her a wave of approval. Staring at the shifting blanket was rather mundane, so he closed his eyes and instead imagined what was going on down there, using the connection to her as help.

Sylph playfully glided her hands over her summoners inner thighs. There was only a bit of light underneath the blanket, not enough to clearly make out what she was most interested in. Sylph concentrated a bit electricity inside her eyes, something that now came naturally to her. She felt like a different person now, not really different but different. Made little sense to herself but it just worked and so did her new powers as her amber eyes changed to a bright red and emitted enough light for her to make out what was in front of her easily.

The meaty shaft in front of her was big, or at least Sylph assumed so, having never seen another one. She just felt that this one was to be categorized as big. She also didn’t care that much. “Mhm, looks tasty,” she said and blew at it, forming the air that left her into a teasing wind, filled with slight moisturization. John was greeted by yet another unknown sensation as his dick was glazed over with a slimy liquid as winds themselves enveloped his dick.

Sylph kept going, the miniature storm thickening around the parts she thought sensitive, like the area directly underneath the mushroom shaped head or the base. She only stopped when the whole cock in front of her was lubricated with the magical fluid she had woven into her breath. “Don’t mind if I have a taste,” she giggled, inched the last bit closer, her butt wiggling in anticipation.

The electric tongue prickled at John’s balls. The tiny pervert started by sucking at his sack for a bit before traveling upwards. The tingling sensation at the most sensitive parts of his body was slightly uncomfortable but it was much more exciting, another new experience no man outside of the Abyss, even few inside it, would ever know, one reserved for him at this very moment. Sylph’s prickling tongue reached his head, and then her lips enveloped him in a fluid motion.

John grasped at the bedsheets and groaned in ecstasy. Sylph went directly at it, didn’t waste a single second with such paltry things as lubrication anymore, she already did that, not that she even had saliva. The inside of her mouth was a vacuum, colder than a human girl, the cheeks hollowed and clamped down, firm but soft enough to stretch around his dick and allow him to penetrate deeper. Allow Sylph to suck him deeper, to be more accurate, as the tempest elemental shamelessly abused her lack of a gag reflex and the fact that she did not need to breathe to go down to his base in one go.

His whole cock in her mouth Sylph used her nimble tongue, trained from hours of hours of endless talking, in ways physically impossible to people bound to a solid form, the electric band spreading around the object of her desire and covering it in pressure and small, infrequent shocks. The communication John kept open was a two-way road and Sylph felt her summoner's approaching orgasm. Not that it was the only sign though, the dick in her mouth twitched, the balls underneath her spread lips pulsated, the muscly thighs under her hands tensed. John’s hips shook a bit upwards, Sylph took the sudden motion and then she, much more willingly, took the load that followed inside her.

To her, it was unbelievingly hot. This alien liquid that spurted into her body, filled with delicious mana. It boiled in her insides, quickly dissipating in the storm of her essence. The mana burned into her veins, her summoner's pleasure burned into her mind, the gourmet taste burned into her tongue. She wanted more of it, right here in her mouth, she didn’t just want an aftertaste of the stuff that reached the back of her tongue, she wanted it to fill her mouth.

‘You can go three times, right, right?’ she asked and before even receiving an answer went, ‘Right!’ before resuming sucking. She knew from watching his actions that he could come two times easily with that raised Libido of his, so she went for pushing the limit here. Worst came to worst she would have to wait ten minutes. ‘What are you planning, Sylph?’ John asked through the haze of the unique sensations of getting a blowjob from a daughter of wind. ‘Plan? Me? Uhm, Bada-bing, bada-boom, I will make you cum twice in my mouth, and then you put your penis into the hole south!’ she answered, then laughed at her own bad rhyme.

John had less to laugh as Sylph slowly figured out how to push the right button with that all present tongue of hers that coiled and twisted around his dick in her mouth while they also steadily repositioned. The electricity tingled, flowed through his dick and reinforced the already steady current of pleasure he was getting from merely having his post-orgasmic dick touched, not to mention sucked so cleanly.

What should have gone limp stayed hard in Sylph’s mouth, this was not that surprising in and of itself as his heightened Libido and Endurance had blessed him with the ability to cum twice in a row now. Nevertheless, going from the ecstasy of a talented electrifying blowjob to a perfect electrifying blowjob sent his fuses into deep-frying for a change. Now he was the pudding in Sylph’s hand and the tempest elemental, not even noticing that now mixed her relentless deepthroat and tongue **** with movements of her head. In and out of her throat he went, not the slightest beat was missed, not a sensitive spot left unpressured, all of it was too much.

Sylph felt that traitorous pulsing again and quickly raised her head. Both of her delicate hands wrapped around the shaft in an impulse to pump him to completion instead. It was less skilled, but John was past the point of no return anyhow, an explosion of colors behind closed eyelids just as his semen splattered into Sylph’s mouth. The tempest elemental got what she wanted, caught all of it in her mouth, the flavor filling her, making her squirm.

She threw the blanket aside and tapped John on the collarbone. He opened his eyes and witnessed Sylph presenting the whole load that filled her cute little mouth to him before closing her mouth and swallowing it in a single gulp. “Thanks for the meal~” she sang.

John’s brain was still fried, but even if he had been in complete control, this next part wouldn’t have changed. He pinned Sylph to the bed, the tempest elemental didn’t struggle in the least. Why would she? She wanted what John wanted; they could both feel it. He searched for her slit. The hairless pussy was waiting for his dick already, glistening wet with the same mana based lubrication that she had breathed onto his dick earlier. He aligned himself and went in with a single thrust.

Her pussy was the eye of the storm, that was the best metaphor John could come up with. Pushing in and out was essentially frictionless. But all around, the winds turmoiled. A steady stream of movement, with his dick at the center and just like with Salamander the storm only got wilder the more he thrust inside.

Unlike Salamander’s vagina, however, Sylph’s wasn’t about the speed he chose to penetrate her with, it wasn’t a continuously escalating depth that demanded more and more of him until he no longer could. No, with Sylph it was much subtler, each of his thrust seemed to add a new spin to the storm, which stayed, added a gust that teased his dick at the next thrust. It all depended on the **** he used, the speed, the angle and, as it turned out, on Sylph herself.

“Oh, gosh, darn it, Johnny, there is something, uhh, I am, is this? Oh, I dunno, I guess it is one, I am cumming, I am Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh,” Sylph cried out, and the storm inside her narrowed, whirling directly around his dick now. It turned out that poor little Sylph came pretty quickly, a fact she had the mixture of a low Endurance and high Libido to thank for it. It also meant that John was finally back in complete control as Sylph was reduced to a blabbering mess.

Her hair, already wild, became downright messy in look like she had just woken up after sleeping with wet hair, her mouth, wide open. “Golly Gee, thish sho goooooood, Ih wahndeeed dissssh,” came the slurred words, the stretched out tongue making it hard to speak. Her amber eyes tried their best to stay focused on John, but with each consecutive orgasm, of which she had one almost every thrust as the storm quickly turning hurricane inside her betrayed, they rolled further upwards. She stared at him, she started at his hair, she stared at the ceiling, then she stared at nothing in particular, then finally the little elemental's eyes just rolled backward, her mind completely gone silly. Her words completely jumbled at this point. Her hands played with her tits, pressed them together, flicked her nipples.

John took in the sight, and thrusted, he heard her screams, and thrusted, he felt the gusts around his dick, and thrusted, thrusted and thrusted into her over and over again, lasting for a time long enough for Sylph to even lose the energy to play with herself before he finally felt his balls tighten again, his shaft jerked but still he thrusted, as hard and as quick as he could now, the bed squeaking under his efforts. Then his whole body tensed and his sperm flooded into her, Sylphs incoherency becoming a single scream of debauchery and bliss that surely reverberated throughout the whole house.

His refilled balls emptied within a few seconds wrung dry by the elementals womanhood. John was done, as was Sylph, evident by the fact that she just lay there, occasionally twitching in orgasmic afterglows, long after he had pulled out.