Tri'lanna is gone

The morning light wakes you from your slumber. The best sleep you've had since the attack on your village you decide with a smile. Suddenly you are aware that something is wrong. The warmth at you back that sent you into such a deep sleep has been replaced by the cool of the morning air. Rolling over quickly in the early morning light you confirm what you feared. Tri'lanna is nowhere to be seen. The green tunic that she wore as a dress and her tiny sandals were both gone as well, although you see the wooden comb that you gave to her sitting on the rumpled bed where the two of you had spent the night.

Gone, just as in the tales, but you never even got to taste her sweetness or feel her please you. Just the thought of Tri'lanna and her lithesome body causes your cock to swell. Gently teasing yourself you remember how her naked body looked and felt in your arms. You should have kissed her you decide as you begin to stroke yourself more firmly, you should have pulled her into your arms and suckled her small breasts making nipples swell in your mouth. You are rock hard now as your fingers slide back and forth over your shaft, a drop of pre-cum forms at the tip and you spread the moisture over your purple head making it glisten in the early light.

“Oh god” you grunt as you imagine pushing her naked body to the ground and burying yourself in her dripping tight pussy. Would you have fit? You imagine pressing deeper and deeper into her as she responded eagerly to your demands.

Why didn't you roll over her last night as she lay by your side and gently spread her slender thighs. You imagine her moaning softly as you worked your thick cock into her toned body, your eyes are closed and the familiar tightening lets you know that you are close to a huge climax. You have never felt so aroused so quickly but spending all of yesterday and last night catching glimpses of her shoulders, thighs and breasts had you in a state of constant arousal, with a grunt of release you shoot load after load of your cum into the grass at your feet by the side of the low piled branch bed. Just imagining how she would have felt beneath you was spectacular, you can only imagine how good the actual sex might have been.

What a waste. Even now, you realize she is probably skipping through the forest wondering why you didn't enjoy her body, you wonder if she thought you found her unattractive. In a foul mood you finish rolling up the supplies and spread the boughs over the spots where your cum dripped into the ground. Enough with elves you decide as you throw your bag over your shoulder, you hope you never see a beautiful elf again as long as you live.

As you turn to leave you see a hint of movement in the trees down the slope.