by Mia Archer
Once again, it's like I was discovering something new about myself. Something a little scary, sure, but amazing for all that.
As I devoured her I felt like everything was right. She was delicious. There seemed to almost be a sweet flavor that had me wanting to lap it all up. It had me wanting to feel every part of her sex inside my mouth.
In the past when giving head I’d been hesitant, unsure of myself, but I wasn’t feeling any of that now. I was a high elf priestess, I was the object of this girl's desire, she was taking me and I was hers, and I was going to make sure that I gave her the best head of her life even though she probably had way more experience giving and receiving from a woman than I did and it's not like this is something I'd ever done before but damn it this was new and exciting and I was going to try my best and I was letting my thoughts run away again.
In an instant I buried my tongue completely inside her. I blinked in surprise even as she gasped in pleasure up above. I was rewarded with a low guttural moan. It was fucking hot listening to the sound, knowing she was moaning like that because of my mouth working on her pussy. That encouraged me to new heights of performance. I paused for a moment, holding my breath, and adjusting to the sensation of a pussy against my lips.
Then I pulled my tongue back and moved in again. I held my tongue in place then ran it along the length of her pussy lips as best as I could, and once more I was rewarded with her body jerking under my tongue. The taste of her outer lips was different from her depths, but it was no less sexy. It had a tangy quality to it. A feminine quality that had me going wild.
Her moans only grew louder and louder as I continued to work my inexperienced magic on her pussy. I felt so naughty, so dirty. Yet it felt so right, so amazingly sexy. I couldn’t believe I was doing this when I’d only known her in person for a few hours, couldn't believe I was actually doing this to a woman, and yet it felt so right.
Her hand moved down around my braid again and she was moving her hand up and down as though she was guiding my mouth. Not to the point that she was actually forcing me down on her pussy, but just enough that it felt like she was taking control. To be perfectly honest I welcomed the feedback. I didn't know if what I was doing was right, and her hand guiding my head provided a little extra feedback that was sorely needed in the moment.
“Yeah, that’s it,” she said. “Eat my pussy! Eat it elf bitch!”
Kaitlyn’s dirty talk sent a thrill through me as she took command. We’d only hinted at a bit of submission in our previous role-playing session, but in the moment I was discovering how much of a thrill it gave me to take on a submissive role like this.
I continued devouring her until I felt an odd sensation, a twitching coming from her hips. Suddenly her legs were squeezing around me and she used that grip on my long braid to hold my head in place, preventing me from pulling away but it's not like I was complaining anyways as she threw her head back and started screaming. As her body started shuddering and I knew she had to be coming.
It was amazing. It was enthralling. I felt lightheaded as I felt her coming against my lips, against my tongue. As I felt that explosion running through her body and knew I was the one who caused it. I was the one who made her feel this damn good! It seemed like she held me there for an eternity, to the point that I worried I might have trouble breathing if she kept it up for much longer, but then with a final gasp she released me. Her legs moved apart and I looked up at her as she grinned down at me.
“Damn,” she said in a strangled voice, like she was barely in control.
Kaitlyn tugged on my hair and pulled me away from her pussy. I felt a stab of disappointment as that heaven pulled away from my mouth, but something told me she had far more interesting things in store for me. I was a dutiful little captive elf priestess and did as she commanded with her hands.
Those far more interesting things became obvious almost immediately as she pulled me up and flipped me around on the bed. she held a wrist in each of her hands as she pressed her naked body and her soaking wet pussy against my bikini bottoms. Feeling her pressing against my body was amazing, it was sending me over the edge and she hadn't even touched my pussy yet! I felt lightheaded, dizzy, overwhelmed with pure lust. I needed her to take me.
One of her hands moved to my neck. I opened my eyes and looked up at her with a smile, but then almost immediately schooled my expression to one of worry.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck you my pretty little elf priestess, and there’s nothing you can do about it,” she said.
“Oh no! Anything but that,” I said.
“You don’t have a choice,” she said.
“Be careful with the clasps,” I muttered.
“What?”
“The clasps on my costume. I don’t want you to ruin the thing,” I whispered.
“Oh,” she grinned sheepishly. “Right. I'm so used to these things being disposable.”
I had to really work not to let out a sputtering choking gasp of surprise at that. Disposable? The thing she was wearing? That screen accurate thing that probably cost thousands of dollars? Yeah, it was just another reminder that she lived in a completely different world from the one I was used to.
Then immediately the scowl was back on her face. “Did I give you permission to speak, elf bitch?”
“I’m so sorry my Lady!”
Yet when she reached down she was careful to undo the clasps holding the entire contraption in place. Good. I spent enough time working on this thing that I really didn’t want her to ruin it by getting overcome by the moment and doing something silly like ripping the bottoms aside thinking it would be hot.
Fuck, it would be hot, but I would also be extremely pissed off. These costumes weren't disposable to me. They were fucking expensive!
The clasps flipped open and she pulled my bikini bottoms aside. I was completely exposed to her, and it was fucking incredible. I reached behind to undo my top and set it off to the side where I hoped we wouldn't roll into it in the throes of passion.
A moment later we were both completely disrobed and she was over me, one hand holding down my wrists while the other moved down in between my legs. I'd hoped for her to give me the same treatment I'd just given her, but I also had to admit that the way she was holding me down, the way she was staring at me as her fingers made contact with my sopping wet pussy, was pretty damn hot too! I let out a gasp followed by a quiet moan as her fingers pressed against me. Only before she pressed inside we had another brief out of character moment.
“You’re okay, right? Everything's still cool?”
“Yeah,” I gasped. "Though there is one thing..."
I reached up and pulled her mask up. She grinned, seemed to get the idea, and allowed me to pull it off and toss it to the side.
“Good," she said with a grin as she leaned down to peck me on lips that were still slick with her juices. Then the smile was gone and the commanding human warrior was back growling down at me. "Because I’m going to blow your mind and make your tight elf pussy mine and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
It was odd the things you thought about at times like this. I should've been thinking about how hot this was. About how crazy it was that I was getting with a woman. Instead I found myself desperately hoping that Megan decided to stay down at the convention. I’d die of embarrassment if she happened to wander back up to our suite and heard us yelling these things at one another that, while hot in the moment, would sound absolutely ridiculous to someone listening in. Still, nothing for it but to go along with the act!
“Oh no! Anything but that! I can’t be sullied by a human barbarian!”
“You don’t have a fucking choice, my lady elf. I'm going to take you and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it,” she roared.
And then she plunged her incredible fingers deep inside my pussy.
Oh my God. I don’t know if it was her, the scenario, or just how completely out of character I was acting
now that I was playing the part of this character, but the feeling of her fingers expertly exploring my pussy was incredible, overwhelming. I felt sparks go off throughout my body and lights danced in front of my eyes, only to be replaced by her face looking down at me. She still had the scowl, and I looked down and took in the sight of her incredible tits heaving and pressing down against my own, of her amazing tight body, of her fingers sliding in and out slick with my juices as she pulled out and thrust inside me again. Of her tongue as she leaned down and ran it around one of my nipples as she continued working her magic down below.
I was wetter than I’d ever been in my life, which was understandable considering how worked up I was by the situation and how she seemed to know exactly what the fuck she was doing as she explored me with those magic fingers. I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my life, which made it all the more amazing every time her fingers found a particularly delightful spot even I didn't know about sending new waves of orgasmic pleasure roaring through my body.
“Oh no!” I yelled.
“Oh yes,” she growled.
“Please, please my Lady I beg you! I can’t sully my body with your human touch!”
“You’re being blessed with my human touch, elf!”
Briefly I wondered if maybe we were getting a little out of hand with the whole role-playing scenario. If somebody who wasn’t from the convention, who wasn’t used to all the hanky-panky that supposedly happened at these things, heard us then they might be making a call to the police even as we were screaming. Of course it’s not like there was much danger of anyone other than Megan overhearing us anyways since we were all alone up here in this suite at the top of the hotel.
Not that I had much time to think about that. I let out a moan as her fingers bottomed out inside me. “I know you want this, elf. I can feel the way your body is responding. Give in!”
Oh God. That was it. It was ridiculously over the top, but it was what I needed. The sparks that had been dancing through my body as she expertly manipulated my pussy turned into an explosion. I felt blood rushing to my head and my pussy clamped down on her fingers as she buried them inside me. I felt an impossible tingle, an incredible heat, as my back arched and every muscle in my body tensed at once under the incredible feel of the orgasm crashing over me.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me, pulled her delicious tits against my own. Struggled to feel as much of her body pressing against my own as I could. Fuck was this intense! It was more incredible than any orgasm I'd had before and it just kept coming!
“No! Oh please no!”
“Yes! By the gods yes!”
With one last mighty roar, a roar that was probably a little over the top but I wasn’t judging, I felt an explosion that was more intense than anything that had come before. An explosion that sent stars dancing at the edge of my vision. An explosion that actually blacked me out for a moment, and when I came to she was smiling down at me and I was feeling delicious smaller explosions running through my body as she pulled her fingers out and then pulled them up to smell them and lick them clean which sent another orgasmic aftershock surging through my body.
Then she rolled off to the side and I turned to face her, smiling at her, running a hand along her cheek and then down to the delicious swell of her tits, down to her abs. God she was so sexy, so hot. I still couldn’t believe I’d done that, but I couldn’t deny how wonderful it felt. I couldn’t deny that I desperately wanted to do it again, and soon.
“That was amazing,” I said.
“More incredible than I could’ve imagined,” she said.
I leaned forward and kissed her, a quick peck on the lips, but a familiar kiss that seemed to wrap all of our time with one another online together with this incredibly hot session we had in the hotel room.
“I’m thinking this is the start of something wonderful,” I said.
Kaitlyn grinned, and the grin was all the response I needed. It sent a warm feeling coursing through my body that had nothing to do with that amazing session we’d just had. Okay, maybe it had a little to do with that session, but there was so much more there as well. She really was everything I’d fantasized about and more. I was afraid to say more than I already had, but I could feel myself falling for her and I desperately hoped she felt the same way.
A few minutes later I was still lying back on the bed, completely nude, as Kaitlyn stood and started putting her costume back together. I leaned up on one elbow and watched. God she was so delicious. So much more delicious than anything I could have imagined. The picture I saw on her profile definitely didn’t do the real-life version justice.
She looked down at me and grinned. A blush moved across her face and she looked down as though she was suddenly self-conscious. Though I couldn’t imagine why a perfect specimen of woman like her would ever be self-conscious with a body like that!
“That’s an odd look,” she said.
“What can I say? You're fucking gorgeous!”
She paused as she was pulling on her plastic armored top. “You’re pretty fun to a look at yourself you know."
I blushed at the compliment, but I also felt a delicious rush of the most amazing arousal running through me. It was definitely making me feel more confident by the minute the way she was looking at me. Knowing that I’d managed to catch the interest of a girl that sexy, and not only because of my prose, was one hell of an ego boost. Part of that might've been that I was still basking in the afterglow of all the amazing impossible things we'd just done, but whatever. I'd take this incredible feeling.
Kaitlyn went back to putting her costume on and I decided it’d probably be a good idea to get my own on. To be perfectly honest I was a little annoyed that I’d taken the costume off in the first place, no matter how much fun the actual taking off had been. The thing took forever to get into, and I was going to have to get out more double-sided tape.
For about ten minutes the room was filled with the whoosh of cloth undergarments being pulled on and the clattering of plastic armor being snapped into place over that cloth. Finally I stood in front of the mirror once more and looked myself up and down. Sure it was annoying getting and out of this thing, and I prayed to any higher power that might be listening at the moment that I wouldn’t feel the urge to go to the bathroom while I was out on the convention floor, but I looked damn good.
I turned around just in time to see Kaitlyn pulling her mask back on. I arched an eyebrow.
“Do you have to put that thing on?”
“Well it is part of the costume,” she said. "Besides, it's not like we're going to get that far out there on the convention floor if I'm not wearing a mask."
I stared and was feeling just a little skeptical. It always seemed ridiculous that a simple mask or a pair of glasses would be enough to hide someone's identity, and as I stared at her I had a hard time believing anyone would be able to look at her and not see Kaitlyn Morgan. Still, I knew who I was looking at and what I was looking for. I suppose anyone who stared at her on the convention floor might just see a hot girl in a bikini, and it's not like anyone would expect the author of the books and convention guest of honor would be running around in a ridiculous getup like that.
Maybe hiding in plain sight was just what was needed. She'd know better than me.
Kaitlyn held out an arm and I moved to take it. She smiled and we made our way to the door. Only before I hit the button to call the elevator she turned to face me. I found myself distracted by the sexy in a major way. The way she held herself, the way her body looked in that bikini. I'd just had her and still it was taking all of my concentration not to try and jump her again! My mouth was hanging open and watering as I stared at her.
“Amber?”
I shook my head. Had she been talking to me? She'd been talking to me. Damn it. She'd been talking to me and I’d been so lost in staring at her body that I hadn’t even realized it! I was definitely going to have to get control of myself if we were going to ha
ve any sort of weekend.
“I’m sorry, I got distracted for a moment there,” I said.
“No problem,” she said.
I sniffed and crossed my arms under my breasts, a move that seemed to draw her attention in much the same way that she'd been drawing my attention moments ago. “You were saying?”
Kaitlyn reached out and ran a finger along my cheek. Despite myself I closed my eyes and leaned into that loving caress. “I was just saying that I know this is early, but I have a feeling this is the start of something special.”
I felt myself melting at those words. I was going weak in the knees, which wasn’t a good thing. If I collapsed while I was wearing this costume then there was a very good chance I’d break something. So I leaned forward and pressed against her chest.
“I think I agree,” I said. “You’ve definitely been a pleasant surprise.”
I swiped my card and we moved into the elevator.
“A pleasant surprise? How so?”
I looked her up and down and was pleased to see her blush under that appraisal.
“Let’s just say that a girl like you should be too good to be true,” I said. “Usually in a situation like this I’d figure I was getting catfished, or that you were lying about something, but this has turned out to be a crazy Cinderella story I never would've believed before I found myself in the middle of it!”
Kaitlyn grinned and she held out her arm again as the doors opened onto the top-level. We made our way towards the elevators and down to the convention and all the crazy fun that awaited us there.
15: Elassa Con