Soft Elf Guard Hardcore Cuddly Fantasy

The tent is quiet, lit only by the dying embers of the campfire. Your elven guard, Lyra, pulls you against her soft, muscular breasts. She smells of pine and sweat. As she wraps her long legs around your hips, her fingers slide down between your thighs, finding your soaking wet pussy. She licks your clit with her long, agile tongue, making you moan into her neck as she pulls you closer, refusing to let an inch of space remain between your bodies.

Lyra shifts, guiding your heat against her. She begins to rub her clit against yours, the friction of your wet vulvas creating a rhythmic, squelching sound in the silence. She grips your ass, pulling your hips hard against hers. 'You're safe now,' she whispers, her breath hot against your ear, before she starts to fuck you with her hands and her hardness, sliding her fingers deep inside your cunt to stretch you out.

She wants you to feel every inch of her. Lyra pulls your head back so she can suck on your neck while her fingers fuck your pussy with relentless, heavy thrusts. You can feel her warmth spreading through you. She pushes her thumb hard against your clit, timing her movements with your gasps. You are trapped in her embrace, held tight by her strong arms while she relentlessly works your hole and your clit.

You reach your peak first, your walls clamping down on her fingers as you scream into her shoulder. The sensation of your orgasm makes her lose control. She thrusts her fingers deeper, hitting your G-spot over and over until she too begins to shake. She pulls you into her chest, her own clit rubbing frantically against yours as she comes, her body trembling against yours in a heavy, sweaty, post-coital heap of limbs and wet skin.