Elf world the complete s.., p.116
Elf World : The Complete Series, page 116
“Mmmm...I guess you do know how to use that mouth,” she said, completing each slow grind with angry intent.
“Tank goo,” I mumbled into her moistness, my words a muffled mess.
She spun around, and I used the brief relief in pressure to take a much-needed breath. Now facing away with her slit still anchored to my mouth, she dove forward, dropping her face down between my legs.
I gasped when her little mouth took my entire pole all in one go. I never would have thought the little fairy could do that. Hell, it defied physics! With my whole shaft inhaled, her suckling lips pumped deep at the base of my groin, each warm, wet pull sending warm tingles shooting through my rod.
I clutched her firm ass cheeks, pulling down harder into my face as I lapped in time with her slurping, wet blow job. Her pink hair thrashed about as she bobbed up and down, her lips always hitting the base with every deep dive.
It looked like she was head-banging at a Korn concert. Man, I could hardly believe her aggression.
I rolled her firm ass cheeks in my palms, licking her warm blossom in long, deep, penetrating strokes. My breaths were beginning to turn ragged and heavy, and I lifted my hips to drive my rod deeper into her mouth.
She lifted her crotch off my face and peeked back at me from between my legs. From there she smiled up at me, grinning with the head of my cock clutched lightly between her teeth. And then with a wink, she slid down super slow until her lips were suckling the base again.
She lingered there, her mouth slowly working in a horrible tease. The sensation shooting down my rod was all soft suckling and moist saliva, but very little friction. This fairy knew exactly what she was doing, and she had me right on the edge.
She slowly rose with a steady suckling pressure, enough to pull my hips right up off the ground. “Oh fuck!” I said when her lips snapped off the top with a wet pop. My hips dropped back down and my body went limp. Man, this little knife-throwing fairy knew how to use her damn mouth.
She took it in her mouth again, this time sucking only the way-too-sensitive tip. She gave me a merciful break here and there, stopping only to flicker her tongue all around the head before going right back to it. My hips rose back into her face involuntarily, my breaths coming deep and heavy. I seriously didn’t know how much more of this I could take.
“Fuck!” I grunted when her lips popped off again. She gave me an evil grin, giving my cock a few last unnecessary pumps before she straddled over my steel pipe. I was already as hard as I could possibly be.
“Are you ready?” she asked, positioning my cock just outside her dewy petals. She dropped down a little, using just enough pressure so she could let go and it would stay in place.
“Fuck yeah I am,” I said breathlessly.
She slowly sank down, her eager warm slit accepting my cock. It was a tight fit, and she got it most of the way in before falling forward onto my chest. “Hi,” she said, grinning in my face.
“Well, hello there.” I barely got the words out before her lips smashed into mine.
Our tongues twirled inside each other’s mouth while her hips ground on top of me. We kissed with our eyes open, maintaining strong eye contact throughout. With each slow, rhythmic roll, my cock managed to sink just a bit deeper into the little fairy, her tight, warm channel tugging on my shaft the same way her mouth did.
Her hips began to move faster, each rolling thrust driving me deep into her warm wetness. The pressure was building in my shaft, my breaths coming in raspy heaves. Still staring into each other’s eyes, she bit my lower lip as her hips steadily rolled against me.
“I’m close,” I warned her, breathing hard into her face.
“Go on then, I want you to fill me with your warmth,” she growled in my face, my lower lip still clutched in her teeth. “I need you to fill me to the brim with your warm seed. Now give it to me!”
My whole shaft started to quiver, and a wave of euphoria rattled down through my body. Her eyes went wide as my cock erupted inside her, and wider still with every blast that followed. Her small chamber accepted the first, but each warm spurt that followed was instantly discharged.
“By the gods!” she gasped when my pulsing finally slowed, and she glanced down to see that we were both quite a mess. Although her tight channel handled my cock a little more easily than Trixy’s did, it appeared her small chamber was just as limited. She was not accustomed to being filled so quickly, or so thoroughly, and my violent loads just had nowhere to go.
“Whoa,” she gasped again, rising and staring between her legs in disbelief. The moment my shaft slipped free, another gush came flowing out. “Unbelievable,” she whispered, mostly to herself.
“Sorry.” I gave a helpless shrug. “I tried to warn you.”
Her expression of shocked awe shifted to one of impressed admiration. “Please, do not apologize.” She blinked once and smiled at me. “That was impressive. I hope to do this again very, very, very soon.”
I couldn’t help but laugh as I layback. “It’s a date.”
Morning came, and I woke with a little naked fairy in my arms. Not a bad way to start the morning, if I do say so myself. At first, I tried keeping my moving around to a minimum so as not to wake her. But when she began stirring in my arms, I knew it was a lost cause.
Her eyes fluttered. “Mmm...” she hummed, one eye more open than the other. She raised her hands in a deep stretch, her quivering toes rising up off the floor. “Good morning,” she croaked, a gravelly morning voice fit for a man.
“Good morning,” I croaked back, mine only slightly better as we were both coming out of a deep sleep. She rolled into me and gave me a long good morning kiss, my morning wood pressed up against her stomach, which she pretended not to notice. Of course, her warm body and warmer kiss only made it worse.
“I think we better get up,” she said, her gleaming eyes flicking down to my cock. “But first, I think you need to lie down.”
“Aw.” I laughed, rolling away to find some clothes. “I think you hurt his feelings.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She flashed me a playful smile. “Guess I’ll have to make it up to him later. Who knows, maybe one of the other ladies would be willing to help out.”
“I can only pray,” I whispered to myself, mostly just voicing my wishful thinking out loud without realizing it.
“What’s that?” she asked, the last flash of her gorgeous tits disappearing when she tugged down her shirt.
“Er, it’s time to start the day,” I recovered, just piecing together a quick answer.
“I’m going to go wake the others,” she said, crawling toward the entry flap, allowing me one last glimpse at that cute little ass of hers. “If they’re not up already. See you outside.”
“Sounds good. Be there in a minute.” I kept my eyes glued to her ass right up until it disappeared through the flap.
I hope you’ve finally got it all out of your system, came the voice in my head.
“Fang?” I was actually a little surprised to hear her. “You’ve been so quiet lately. Hell, I nearly forgot you were there.”
I have been quiet because you always seem to be fucking, she replied, and I couldn’t help noticing a touch of irritation in her tone. Unless of course you want me to interrupt you when you’re fucking, because if that is your wish...
“No, no, that’s all right.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Guess I’ll just have to slow down on the fucking. Sound good?”
I’ll believe it when I see it. She laughed before taking on a more serious tone. Isaac, you are so very close to completing the test. Survive the day and it is done. Does that not excite you?
“Honestly, my head is kind of all over the place,” I said. “I’m feeling all sorts of things: excited, scared, nervous...” A rather audible gurgle rose from my stomach. “Er...hungry.”
So I see, she groaned. Then I suggest you go see to that.
When I crawled outside the tent, the ladies were already waiting for me with some food laid out on a blanket. “Well, all right,” I said to myself, rubbing my hands together.
“Good morning, ladies,” I said in a cheery voice, sitting down to join them. I wanted to keep my energy as positive as possible, hoping the effect might be infectious. Like Fang said, this was the final stretch of our journey, and I was nervous as hell. I just didn’t want them to see it. “How did everybody sleep?”
“As good as could be expected,” Moana said, giving a long stretch before stifling a yawn.
“Well enough, I guess,” Trixy said, before glancing over at Vinca with a knowing smile. “I think the real question is, how well did you sleep?” Vinca drew in on herself, her cheeks blooming a nice, cozy shade of red.
“Slept like a baby,” I said, tossing up a raisin and catching it in my mouth. I wasn’t embarrassed about my night of passion. We had bigger things to worry about.
“Guys, this is it,” I said, trying to get everyone focused and ready. “If all goes well, this will be our last day on this cursed mountain. We’re so close! Can’t you just taste it?” I really was trying to psych them up, but it didn’t seem to be going that well. They still looked really nervous.
“But Isaac,” Moana said softly. “It’s not just about going home. Failure almost certainly means death.”
“Well, that’s true,” I admitted. “Which would still make this our last day on this cursed mountain, so technically I wasn’t wrong.” Crickets... Not even a hint of a smile.
“Okay, look”—I waved off my stupid joke—“I’m perfectly aware of how dangerous our situation is,” I went on, deciding to take a different approach. “But since worrying isn’t going to help anything, I want you all to think about where you’ll be once this is over with.” The ladies gave me a confused look.
“I’m serious... Focus on your future and will it into reality. Think about where you want to be tomorrow, or the day after that. Visualize it in your mind; think about it so intensely that your brain has no choice other than to make it come true. I know this sounds strange to you, but I’m a big believer in positive thinking.”
“Okay, we’ll try,” Trixy said. I could see at least some of her usual positive energy returning.
“That’s all I ask,” I said, and then got to work on the food they laid out in front of me. With the ladies now at least a little more relaxed, we finished eating in silence.
After breakfast, we went back to hangout near the wooden arch we saw when we first got here. As dark as it was, there were still enough street lanterns and house lights to make out the village down below. From up here, the spooky place looked just like a Halloween activity scene.
There were a few lanterns shining in windows, their dirty yellow glass giving the light a smoky look. But other than that, the place was deathly silent.
“What do you see when you look down there?” Trixy asked out of the blue.
“Hmm?” I replied, her random question pulling me from my thoughts.
“When you look at them, I mean,” she said. “What do you see?”
I considered her vague question for a minute before answering. “A village of lost souls, I suppose,” I said after a time. “Wanderers trapped somewhere between two worlds with no way to escape. At least, that’s what I see.” Of course I knew very little about those folks, and everything I was saying wasn’t anything more than a gut feeling.
“I hope they were bad people,” I blurted out before I could stop myself.
“Bad people?” Trixy gave me a funny look.
“Yes.” I nodded. “I hope they deserve this, because I would never wish this state of frozen purgatory on anyone who didn’t.” She seemed to understand.
I watched a shadow move across a curtained window. It was the same shadow, crossing the same window. I had seen it multiple times already. I wasn’t entirely sure, but there seemed to be a pattern of sorts. It reminded me of a windup activity scene, where the same lifeless figurine just moves around on a track, passing the same window at regular intervals.
And the more I thought about it, the more unsettling the thought became.
“What do you see, Trixy?” I asked, presenting her with the same question.
Like I had, she paused to think before answering. “Sadness,” she said simply, and the other ladies nodded their agreement.
“They might not be real,” Moana added. “I mean, maybe they were real people a long time ago, but now they’re trapped inside a dream. And now all that’s left are these empty shells sentenced to wander...” She stopped herself and shook her head. “I don’t know. I can’t make any sense of this place.”
“Neither can I,” I said, and the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. “Eternal darkness and gloom, skull crabs, and a town full of lost souls who seem to be trapped for all eternity? It’s almost as if this place was designed from the ground up to tap into our deepest fears.”
I looked up at the sky, watching as the underbellies of dark clouds continually sputtered with flickering light. “Which seems pretty fucking cowardly, if you ask me!” My voice echoed across the mountain and down through the village streets below.
“Isaac!” Vinca scolded my outburst.
“What?” I asked her back. “Are you afraid I might wake up those spirits down there? I’m pretty sure I’m the least of their problems, and they’re definitely the least of ours. Don’t you see? It’s all just a fucking show to mess with our heads.”
I looked back up at the sky. “Well, it’s not going to work. You hear me? So you can take all your fucking mind games and shove them up your—”
A blinding flash of lightning caused us all to squint and turn away, and the deafening boom that followed shook the mountain like an earthquake. Again the black sky began its slow, nauseating churn.
“Yeah... Yeah, I think it heard you,” Moana shouted over the rising winds.
“Shit! Shit, this is it!” I shouted, signaling everyone back to camp. “This is the final test. Now let’s kick some ass so we can finally go home.”
Chapter 32
“Stay sharp!” I shouted over the rushing winds, eyes on the churning sky above. I turned this way and that, trying to watch everything at once. There was no telling what was going to hit us, or where the danger was coming from.
We were at the mercy of this mountain, and it was a pretty helpless feeling.
A crackling flash struck the ground with a hammering boom, sending up a spray of rock and debris. The area around the strike glowed blue, crackling with energy as jagged white bolts jumped around within it.
The white bolts suddenly went dancing off in all different directions, weaving across the ground like jumping eels made of pure energy. “Watch out!” I shouted, diving out of the way just as a bolt went weaving past.
But it appeared to be a random energy burst rather than a direct attack. The slithering bolts flashed away into the darkness and were gone just as fast as they came. Several spots along the ground still hissed and steamed from where bolts danced through, but other than that, everything was deathly silent once again.
“Keep your eyes peeled,” I said, keeping an arrow notched, peering into the darkness. “I doubt we’re getting off the hook with just a little light show.”
“Ah!” Moana shrieked, and the ground beneath her feet erupted in a burst of rising dust. When she tried to jump back, a brown vine lashed up from the ground and wrapped around her leg. “Shit! Get it off me! Get it...”
She fell hard on her back but managed to flip over onto her stomach before she went sliding along the ground. She rocked back and forth, desperately clawing at the ground for anything she could get hold of to anchor herself.
Two daggers flashed into the thick vine, causing it to freeze up and stop dragging her. When the stunned vine’s iron grip loosened for an instant, Moana was able to yank her leg free and roll away. Vinca cocked her hand back, the little fairy locked and loaded with another dagger ready to strike. But the vine quickly retracted like a slurped noodle and went rumbling back into the ground.
“Oh, come on! What the fuck is going on here?” I shouted. “Eyes on the ground, ladies. Watch your feet.” I pivoted in circles, aiming my notched arrow at literally anything I thought was moving.
I nearly shot a leaf just because it was quivering in the wind.
“Fuck, where did it go? Does anyone see—” The ground erupted beneath my feet, and I leaped straight back, releasing my arrow straight into the ground. I managed to get a fair distance away, but the blind and off-balance shot hit nothing but dirt.
A vine lashed up through the loose soil, looping around my leg with shocking speed. Its grip was unbelievably powerful, and it felt like my leg was being crushed in a vise.
“Fuck!” I fell onto my side with a hard thud, and then the ride began. I rocked about, reaching for the staff on my back while being dragged along the ground. It was a terrible angle with no leverage to attack from, so all I could do was use my staff like a club. I thumped the vine several times with minimal effect, and then knew I had to change tactics or I was about to be plant food.
I rolled to my stomach and speared the end of my staff into the ground. The penetration was just enough to cause some extra drag and slow me down, but not enough to fully anchor myself. I was basically just digging a long ditch.
I was about to go underground like a groundhog when....
A snarling panther launched over me, its jaw snapping the vine. In her fully shifted form, Moana fought with a savage tenacity I could hardly comprehend, her teeth ripping and tearing away with unbridled rage.
Powerful neck muscles flexed, her head thrashing back and forth as she shook the sturdy vine about like it was a limp noodle. With one last violent shake, the vine ripped in half with a crackling snap. She spit out the limp vine dripping with green pus, then raised her head and let out a snarling roar that echoed across the mountain.
Then she dropped down to all fours, her twitching fur receding as she began the change back to her human form.
