Elf Heat: Cloaks, Springs, and Rings

The hot springs were bliss, the warm water clinging to Melodie’s skin as she relaxed, her large breasts straining against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. I could feel the heat radiating from her, a silent invitation that I readily accepted. It wasn’t just her physical beauty that captivated me, but the way her eyes sparkled with mischief and desire. The first Lord of the Rings movie played softly in the background, a classic choice for a shared experience, but the real entertainment was unfolding between us. As the credits rolled, we returned to our Elven Forest room, the scent of pine and damp earth clinging to the air. The afternoon was spent in comfortable solitude, punctuated by a long, languid nap, followed by a flurry of photos in our Elven cloaks and swords, capturing every curve and angle of Melodie’s form. The photos were breathtaking, showcasing her voluptuous figure in all its glory.

That evening, as we prepared for the jetted tub, Melodie’s playful teasing began. A flash of her labia, a provocative display of her pleasure tunnel, sent shivers down my spine. Wearing our Elven cloaks, she appeared as a vision of naked beauty, her curves accentuated by the soft velvet. I knelt before her, my tongue tracing the delicate entrance to her pussy, then rising higher to caress her nips. We moved to the bed, embracing the X position, her legs wrapped around my waist as we lost ourselves in the rhythm of our bodies. Then, she kneeled at the edge of the bed, inviting me to take the lead in doggy style. She complied willingly, her movements confident and assertive, pounding backward on my love tool with a primal intensity. It was an exhilarating experience, pushing us both to the brink of ecstasy.

Following that intense encounter, we returned to the bed for another round of “X,” but Melodie desired me to climax on her breasts. I obliged, tipping over onto her magnificent nips, showering her with a torrent of semen. She rubbed it all over her body, savoring the sensation, while I licked and sucked on her left nipple, coated in the delicious combination of piña colada flavoring and lubricant. As she vibrated her pussy with a small bullet vibrator, she gasped, “I’m coming again!” Her body shook violently as she reached her peak, the bed seemingly trembling beneath her powerful spasms.

The day wasn’t over yet. Melodie suggested donning our Elven costumes for more photos and playful antics. After the sensual photo session, she sat on the far edge of the empty tub, extending an invitation for me to enter. I obliged, filming her deep-throating my hard erection, her small mouth working tirelessly to reach the depths of my pleasure. The contrast between her delicate features and the raw power of her thrusts was captivating.

We decided to move to the bed, resuming our playful teasing. We flicked each other into another orgasm, then joined together in the jetted tub, indulging in a brief round of sensual friction before resuming our position on the bed. The jetted tub amplified the heat, further intensifying our passion. But the night was far from over.

As I lay in bed, contemplating the evening’s events, I felt a familiar heat building within me. Melodie was already asleep, oblivious to my arousal. Gently, I woke her, requesting her assistance in reaching the ultimate height of pleasure. She readily agreed, rubbing my nip while I pumped myself to an orgasm, aiming to fall asleep in blissful exhaustion. As I worked one of her apricot-colored PJ tops open, I asked if I could also play with her breasts. She rolled over, facing me, offering her breast for my ravenous mouth. With a primal urge, I began sucking and nibbling, escalating to full-blown love play.

I was close to losing control when I lay on my back, protecting the B&B bed from any potential spillage. Melodie moved over to lick my nipple as I continued pumping, her touch electrifying. Soon, she lifted her PJ top, revealing both of her sexy, hard nipples. I reached down, sliding my hand under her flowery bottoms, and began stroking from the pussy opening to the clit. As I kept my mouth on her nipple, I rubbed her jewel with my fingers, feeling the exquisite sensitivity of her erogenous zone. She kept murmuring, “Thank you, thank you!” as I worked my way deeper into her pleasure.

After a while, we paused to lower her bottoms. I clicked on the light, and she was a breathtaking sight, her apricot-colored top pulled up and her flowery bottoms pulled down. I had a clear view of her beautiful breasts and her soft, vulnerable bush. She had cupped the sides of each boob previously, but now she held them both close, creating a perfect display of her ample curves.

“You really do have perfect breasts, my dear,” I said, admiring her form. “They are full, round, and topped with tasty raspberries—piña colada-flavored raspberries.” I inquired if I should grab a vibe, and she readily agreed. I retrieved two bullets and inserted the G-spot vibrator into her already wet pussy while taking a few more swipes at the edge of her pussy and clit with my tongue. She used the bullet vibe on her clitoris, and I returned to working over her nipples.

Sadly, she started experiencing leg cramps, suggesting we might need to postpone our intimacy until morning. I acknowledged her discomfort, admitting that I was ambivalent about ending our encounter so abruptly. “I am rather excited about continuing our love-making in the morning,” I confessed, eager to experience the pleasure of her again.

So, after a few more minutes of passionate play, she asked me to stop. As Melodie cleaned off and got dressed, she noticed that we had left the window open. We both knew we were being discreet, but the cool night air added a layer of naughty excitement to our shared experience.

The following morning, I awoke and immediately attacked Melodie’s breasts, anticipating the pleasure she had so generously offered. Melodie really wanted to be attacked, in a loving and sensual way, of course. She pulled her PJ top up and her bottoms down, and I was soon sucking her nipples and stroking her pussy and clit. But as she thrust her pelvis forward, I slid my middle finger deep into her already wet pussy. As on the previous night, I paid special attention to her G-spot, reveling in its sensitivity.

After a bit, I added coconut oil and Aloe Cadabra Tahitian Vanilla lubricant to her nips, then her pussy. Finally, I slid down and loved on her pussy with long, slow tongue strokes. I also thrust my tongue deep inside, and she said she liked that. But soon, she was moving her pelvis in such a way that my tongue could once again hold still as my extended tongue passed through labia to clitoris, over and over, for a looooong time.

Next, we moved into X position, and I rammed it in suddenly, sending Melodie into a fit of joyful gasps. “Mmmmm, that felt good!” she purred. “So that’s how it’s gonna be,” I said, feeling her Kegels hug my rock-hard cock. She also began pumping her pelvis up to match my forward thrusts. I had an enormous orgasm and filled her pussy with my seed. “Mmmm, I like having my present!” she said, savoring the sensation. (Ever since she gave me her virginity on our honeymoon, she has thought of my sperm as her special present. But that’s another story!)

I lay there in stunned pleasure until I could think coherently again. Then I slid out and scooped some of our vanilla protein shake out to apply to Melodie’s nips. My hungry mouth returned to loving on her nips as she buzzed her pussy with the bullet vibrator until she gasped out, “I’m coming!” She thrashed around on the bed as her orgasm passed through her like a magical pleasure spell!

Afterward, we cuddled and basked in our mutual love and pleasure. Finally, we got up to clean off and get dressed, eager to experience the hostess’ delicious breakfast. We spent much of the day shopping and eating at a couple of nice restaurants, indulging in our passion and relishing in our shared moments of intimacy. That night, we returned to our B&B room, where we once again engaged in passionate love-making, slow and sweet. Then, we put on our PJs for a long, restful deep sleep, ready to repeat the cycle of pleasure and desire.

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