"This means, my precious Galen, we will be five elves short of holding the balance for Atzla. This is why we need a pure and noble man, so no dark souls may corrupt the magic of the Great Tree, so that his daughters will grow up to be pure life-givers of the Tree Elf Clan."
"But, I'm too young to be a father," he stated as that terrible tremble made its way into his hand.
"Do you see men among us?" Tanza asked.
Galen promptly shook his head.
"We raise the girls ourselves. While Lycans or Nekos may produce a hybrid with a human, old magic makes it so Tree Elves produce only female Tree Elves, no matter what race with which we mate. There are no men in our society, as their only purpose is to enjoy the pleasures of our bodies and gift us with children on this ceremonial night. So relax, my young soldier. Your pleasure is our desire."
"Oh," he breathed, faintly smiling as the unbelievable tried to register in his mind.
He started looking up the ramp leading to the top of the tree, thinking of the awaiting elvish women hiding in the baskets, hungrily awaiting his body.
"You won't be needing these," Tanza smiled as she jerked down his pants, beholding a sight that brought that lustful grin back to her face. She reached to touch him. Her precious teasing hadn't even begun before thick drops of pre-cum emerged from his attentive member, the clear liquid flowing down onto her hand as she slowly stroked him down along his shaft.
"You are virgin?" she asked, eyes meeting with his.
Almost shamefully, Galen nodded his head.
Tanza giggled as her fingers wrapped around him, playfully working him to full readiness. Her graceful fondling brought the blood down to where she wanted it most before she leaned in, touching her tongue to the base of his dick and kissing the underside of his organ. Moving parallel with her fingers, she licked her tongue up along his cock in one long sensuous stroke, taking in his full flavor before the main course.
She found such joy in watching him squirm at her tease, and how uneasily he drew breath as she swirled her tongue around in the glistening layer of pre-cum coating his head, lapping up his sweet taste
"It's so wonderful, enjoying a man who has not yet taken his first woman. Lay down, my dear Galen. Enjoy the love of Mistress Tanza."
She didn't give him the opportunity to object before she grabbed his hands and pulled him down into the bed. The second his back hit the soft furs of the hanging basket bed, Tanza was on top of him, He was not the only one receiving pleasure here, she knew, as the glistening juices dripping down over her thighs. Her hips shifted uneasily with the hot feeling burning up her pelvic region, setting her whole body ablaze at the sight of his face melting with pleasure. There was a flutter of his eye lashes as she kissed his cock, his muscles tensing as her hands grasped onto his hips.
It was perhaps unfortunate for Celia for the Elder to steal his virginity like this, but necessary for her people. Tanza wanted to make sure he knew what to do when her sisters' turn arose, and for him to be very skilled by the time he came to Celia. As Elder, it was Tanza's duty to make it so, and her right to get the first taste of the cake...
There was too much pleasure to be had in watching his eyes roll back as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Tanza would never give up a chance at this sight not for a hundred proven men.Galen's breath got heavy as she finally took him into her mouth, soaking the whole shaft in her hot spit before coming back up. Right away, his glans flared with excitement as her tongue twirled around the slit of his cock. Methodically, she worked a warm hand up to massage his balls, warming up the seed inside as she sucked away his drizzle.
When Galen was begging her to stop her tease, Tanza simply drew back with a smile, giving his shaft a soft kiss.
"What do you say, Galen? Do you like how my lips feel?"
"Amazing."
"Do you want more?"
"Please, yes. God, yes."
He was like a cat teased by a string.
"Alright, because you said please..."
She wrapped her lips around the girth of his cock and began a slow descent down his throbbing shaft, encasing him in her mouth while her expert tongue coiled over him until more of his filmy discharge coated the back of her throat.
When she reached the bottom, her cheeks sucked in and she sucked back to the top of his shaft and went down again. His breath grew hotter with every stroke of her head down his cock, her saliva leaking past her tensed, blue lips. By now she settled in a steady pace, slurping his cock in and out. All the while, Galen fidgeted to contain himself.
Tanza herself could hardly control her own body. Her hand groped her breast as she found herself sucking his length in well past her uvula, driving him deep into her throat until she couldn't breathe. The back of her tongue kept jerking back, rubbing up his cock as she held it deep in her mouth. Finally, Tanza jerked away, coughing while trying to catch her breath.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine, too much effort, my dear."
When her breathing settled, she got right back into action. While she milked him with a glowing hand, Tanza guided her tongue up along up from the base to catch the stray drops of spit and pre-cum that had evaded her blowjob, but she couldn't push him too far. She had to share him, after all.
"Enjoying it, handsome?" Tanza whispered as his body went tense with her tongue stroke.
"Mmmhhmm," he answered, lips pursed.
If there was a time to move in, it was now. The elven leader giggled as she released his cock from her grasp, crawling up his body to bring her large cleavage up before his face. She stared down the valley between her breasts and down into his eyes. His member stood high and ready as she lined the tip up with the dripping folds of her snatch.
"Are you ready to become a man?" she asked.
His eager hands wrapped around her waist, bringing a broad grin to her face as he nodded an affirmative.
The buxom beauty braced her hands against his chest as she eased herself onto him. Tanza took a sharp inhale at the sudden feelings surging up from her sex as she finally joined with him. The ecstasy of feeling the length of his member penetrating deep into her tract sent the elf into bliss. From the first moment he entered her, her body was hooked. It had been so long since she had been pleasured, so long since she could feel someone's hot breath against her glowing cheeks. Every inch of him she savored as his cock pressed deeper into her body, her lustful moans crying out into the Great Tree above until her plush bottom pressed against his hips. Their bodies were completely united.
"It feels... so tight..." he grunted, hands keeping a firm hold on her hips.
"It's been a hundred years since I've felt a man's body in my own, Galen. It's so glorious, and we've only just begun."
With the buck of her hips, her pussy snapped up on his dick, the muscles going tense around him as she dropped herself back down. In a smooth motion, she lifted her body up until the base of his head was almost as her entrance and then dropped back down until she completely enveloped his soldier. Her lustful body squeezed onto him as he plunged deep inside her. Deep moans escaped from the elf as her mind released its grasp over her and let nature take over. The slaps of her bottom coming down onto his pelvis grew more rapid as Tanza's pace picked up. Her fingers latched onto her erect nipples as her pussy slammed down on his cock over and over again.
"It feels so good," she gasped, tension growing within her belly.
His cock tapped her so deep, stabbing into her cunt with a trident of pleasure. How she could mount him forever, never wanting to let this man go! But Tanza knew she couldn't have all the fun. This young boy needed to learn from more than one teacher, and still needed to bless many with his gift. Besides, her body ached from her fervent grind.
"Try moving your hips a little," she gasped, "show me how much you crave my cunt."
Galen swallowed hard as his breath was out of control. The pressure in his cock was ready to burst; he didn't understand how he still held on. With the mix of her orgas
mic succus and his own running down from her twitching pussy, he didn't understand how they both kept themselves pent up.
"Thrust your hips, Galen. Or my magic will never let you release."
That's how! He saw now the blue glow around their unity, felt the subtle magic that kept them both from completion. By how her breath quivered; she likely wanted to climax as bad as him.
Not wasting another moment, Galen deliberately pushed his hips up into her, withdrawing and thrusting forward again. His movements were at jagged first, rough and forced, unlike her smooth, experienced grind. The soft mounds of her breasts pressed down onto his chest as her hands took hold of his hips, coaxing him into a steady rhythm.
"Such a gentleman, but you have to learn to not hold back when I'm so close! I want you to fuck me without limits! Until your cum flows from my body!"
Her fingers dug into his buttocks, jerking his body up into hers as she gasped with pleasure. With his full might, Galen drew back and drove his cock hard into her body to send her voice an octave higher.
"Yes, like that! Do not be a nice boy now, Galen! Ravish me!"
Sweat ran off his forehead as he pulled back and impaled her again. It felt like restrictions were falling from his body he merged more intensely with her, the motion of pounding his weapon into her slit proving easier to manage.
"Like that, but faster! Go!"
Galen pushed Tanza back until she was upright on his cock. Everything he had went into driving his pelvis into her pussy, his hips slapping against the back of her thighs, the elf howling as she began to bounce her body on top his shaft.
"Harder, harder, harder! OHHHH Calia, bless me! Ohhhh!"
That blue glow in her pelvis shattered as though it were a flash bulb, sending her screaming as her muscles tensed and froze. In one final plunge, Galen sunk his cock into her. Another orgasmic cry pierced the air as his body finally released into her womb, seed shooting out and quickly flooding her crevice.
Filled to the brim, Tanza collapsed onto the furs of the bed, her heavy panting settling into the calm air. The pink glow of the torches around the tree gave a sensual aura to both lovers as their naked bodies lay glistening with sweat. That devilish grin returned to Tanza's face as she dipped a finger into the white cream running from her pussy, bringing it to her mouth and giving it a taste, topping it off with a satisfied hum as she smacked her lips.
"You are truly one of a thousand, Galen Martin," she whispered, sneaking in a kiss behind his ear.
As his eyes began to close, she grabbed hold of his cock and gave it a stroke, provoking it to rise once again.
"You're not done yet. Four more await your seed, my dear boy. And when you are done, Celia awaits you."
"Celia?" The name clicked in his head in a second, triggering his erection to rise again.
"Your angel awaits you, Galen. But five elves have wished for a child. You have only blessed one."
Galen grinned with a faint chuckle as he stood up. Just as he was about to pick up his pants, Tanza grabbed his wrist and pulled the fatigues away. "You won't be needing those."
The Private made his way up the ramp, stroking himself to keep it up as he approached the next basket. Soft squeals escaped the lips of a young elf with a rich, violet skin color. Her deep blue hair shrouded her head as she pressed it into her bed to muffle her pleasured screams. When Galen saw her, she held her ass up high while a finger wildly played with her clit. Her juices flowed as her other hand fondled her breast. The sweet scent of her body screamed that this elf was in heat, begging for the pleasure of sex. Galen was only too happy to oblige.
The elf looked back as she felt the furs depress behind her. To her shock, Galen was already stroking the head of his cock against the glistening lips between her legs. His hands took hold of her waist, slowly pressing in.
Her eyes wide, the elf began crying, "Neya! Moh teyah! Neya! AHHH!"
She buried her head into the bed furs as his cock entered her body, A shrill scream escaping her as Galen pierced through her hymen. His hot organ invaded her tight body until his balls were pressed against her clit. The young elf's pussy shuddered, her pale blue eyes rolling back into her head as he wriggled his cock around inside her snatch. His deliberate movements allowed her to slowly adjust to the sudden union before his hips began move.
At first her tears escaped in pain, her tract tightening up on the stiff intruder as he gently moved in and out, his meat pulsing through her insides in long, deep strokes. It did not take long for the pain to flow away from her body like the nectar dripping down her thighs.
Joyful tears soon streaming down her blissful face as he got into a steady motion. Her moans filled the Great Tree, echoing off each and every wall of the vast hollowed deciduous. With each thrust into her body, her fervid cries climbed to their highest note; overwhelmed by the glorious feel of his throbbing head tapping her parts never touched by love. She savored every feeling that plunged into her, every thrust of his cock into her steaming snatch. It was bringing her to a new level of ecstasy her fingers could never match.
"Si jil, si jil! Galen! Ahhhh!"
Her juices erupted from her pussy, flowing past Galen's cock as he continued to move. The pressure in his own shaft climbed as he grunted, "I'm gonna..."
The elf girl screamed as he slammed his hips into her, her womb flooding as strings of seed erupted to fill the young beauty. Abruptly, Galen pulled back and thrust into her again, feeding her hungering pussy every last drop.
When she finally collapsed onto her bed, a broad grin drew across her cheeks. A dribble of white seed ran out from her still-quivering folds as her body gave stuttered spasms in the aftershock of orgasm.
With a satisfied smile, Galen softly kissed the elven girl on the back of her neck, causing her cheeks to glow warmly as he turned to leave. Two down, three to go.
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Celia watched from her basket hanging several levels above Galen, a longing stare focused on him as he continued his task. Her muscles had a slight uneasiness to them from the sight of him laying her clan sisters and blessing them with young. The sight did not repulse her to see them impregnated. On the contrary; arousal stirred up her private places every time he pushed into another girl. Warm, tense feelings fired up her belly each time she watched him plant his seeds.
The third elf up the ladder, the clan cook and the very woman who had scolded him earlier for bad manners, now screamed his name as he drove his tongue into her love place. Celia trembled as the moans worked their way into her mind. How happy they sounded together! The joys given to them as their bodies came together, amplified with the cries of pleasure and sex.
Only once every ten years did the elves allow themselves to indulge in such wanton acts. Only once every ten years did the chastising spell lift to allow their bodies to feel the pleasures of tumbling in the sack rather than painful, empty feelings of pointless masturbation. This single night at spring's dawn was only one of the two ways out from such a chaste life—the other being to leave the clan. That option took the combined magic of the elf, elder, and lover to break the chastising spell and set the girl free.
But at a cost.
Breaking free of the clan and the chastising spell over them would strip the elf of her connection to her clan sisters and remove her ability to manipulate the forces of the nature. Even some of her personal magic of the forest would be lost. She would become what the outsiders call a 'high elf', or at least, a disavowed Tree Elf. Instead of pulling it from nature, she would be forced to summon her magic from her own body's mana, and live without that heart connection to her sisters.
If Celia wanted to feel love, to give love, and to stay with her newfound Galen, she had to be ready to do just that.
Another one of her clan sisters just screamed in orgasm, Galen's moans coming soon after as he filled the next girl with his seed. Four down. Only one more elf, then he was all hers. There were forty other elv
es in the tree that desired his ravishing cock between their thighs, but she had already made her reservation.
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Galen yawned as he once again tried to get a rise from his body. Four elven girls he had laid. Four women he had satisfied. But as beautiful as they all were, the continuous act of filling their bodies was taking its toll. Dark bags were beginning to form under his eyes, a slight ache developing in his lower back.
As he came to the next basket, however, he discovered there was no trouble in bringing his soldier back to attention.
An elven girl screamed in pleasure as another buried her face between her thighs, her trembling fingers massaging her breasts. These two elves both had light red eyes, well-rounded breasts, and firm bottoms that shifted constantly in their sweaty lovemaking. Both these heavenly beings had matching snowy white skin that seemingly sparkled in the pink fire light. Long, fiery red hair descended their backs and matching crimson auras bonded to make the entire basket glow red.
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