Elf Archer First Time: Training in the Wild

The training session started with nothing but heavy breathing in the humid forest air. Your mentor, a tall elf with eyes like emeralds, didn't stop at teaching you how to hold a bow; she wanted to see how you handled her touch. She pushed you back onto the mossy floor, her strong hands sliding up your thighs. The slow burn tension snapped when she peeled your leggings down, exposing your trembling, untouched pussy to the cool forest breeze.

She didn't rush. She spent minutes just licking your inner thighs, her wet tongue circling your clit until you were arching your back and begging. When she finally pressed her face between your legs, the sensation of her mouth swallowing your clit made your vision blur. She sucked your nub hard, her tongue flicking rhythmically against your sensitive flesh, driving you toward a frantic, desperate edge.

As you began to moan, she slid two long, nimble fingers deep inside your soaking wet pussy. You gasped at the fullness, your tight walls gripping her digits as she began to fuck you with her hand. She pumped her fingers in and out, hitting your G-spot with every thrust, while her other hand squeezed your breasts, her thumb rubbing your hard nipples. The friction was intense, the sound of her fingers slapping against your wet folds filling the quiet woods.

'You're so tight,' she whispered, her voice husky as she increased the pace. She started thrusting her fingers harder, stretching your pussy open, making you feel every inch of her. You couldn't hold back anymore. Your hips bucked wildly against her hand, your walls pulsing around her fingers as you screamed and came, your juices spraying against her chin. She didn't stop, continuing to fuck your twitching clit until you were completely spent and shaking.