Splashing around

Lavender leads you through the strange woods. You were already in a strange part of the forest, but you quickly get lost, despite your talent at woodcraft. Along the way, you forage berries and nuts. Unfamiliar, but delicious.

Also, you're distracted by watching her perky ass in that translucent robe. Her clothing is light and sheer, and each step creates a delicious shadow of a round globe. Odd how sexy clothing can be, even when you'd seen that ass bouncing helplessly against your cock just yesterday.

The whole time, Lavender chatters away at you, telling you about her world. You gather that she lives among a tribe of several dozen elves, all women. They've lived for decades without a male, and when a male does show up, that's basically how the tribe reproduces. So, when she refers to her "sisters of the glade", they're literally all (half) sisters.

However, elves are only fertile on nights of a full moon, so she's not with child, not to worry! Good, you weren't sure you're ready to be a dad. Though, you're definitely in love/lust with her. She's beautiful, bubbly, half your size, sexy, and, oh yeah, can take your cock down her throat and have an orgasm just from sucking you off.

When she talks about breeding, she glances over her milky-white shoulder, occasionally licking her purple lips. She's just as horny as you are, it seems. After all, you're basically two virgins who just discovered sex. Mindblowing, ridiculous sex.

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Before long, you arrive at her camp, and you're rock hard again from that pert ass and her constant talk of sex.

Lavender turns around and grins at you. Her smile makes you want to hold her, protect her, but also invade every single one of her holes without mercy. Brains are weird.

"Welcome, Kiren, here we are, safe again. Whatever shall we do now?"

You warn her. "You know I'm half-orc, right? Once we get started, I won't stop until I'm completely satisfied." When you're not in insane orcish bloodlust, you do want to be a gentleman.

She slowly walks up to you, closing the short distance between you. She barely comes up to your chin, so she tilts her large violet eyes up at you. Grabbing your shoulder, she gets up on her tip-toes to whisper in your ear. "I'm counting on it", hot breath tickling your sensitive lobes.

As you growl, one large hand ready to rip her dress to shreds, she laughs and spins away from you. "Catch me if you can, mister half-orc!" Her lithe legs take her gracefully down towards the nearby river.

You bound after her in large strides and catch her just as she splashes into the water. She's drenched, now, and even more enchanting than before. Her silvery hair is now gleaming dark against her body, and her dress has gone fully transparent. You have one large hand wrapped around her waist, and it covers her entire lower back.

"Wow, you are good. I thought I'd be able to last a little longer than that. You're just so fast, and strong, and powerful...a warrior like you deserves to be properly worshipped."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" you reply with surprising confidence. You release her to undo your belt and remove your pants. Then you sit down, legs wide apart, thick cock rising up at an obscene angle. Lavender immediately focuses her gaze on your club, entranced by the tool that she knows will give her mind-blowing pleasure.