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Aramil and the Journey Ch. 01

By: Thor99



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, gave his gear one final check. It was time for him to finally leave the village where he had spent his whole life. He was actually slightly nervous.

For you see, among Aramil's people an elf was not permitted to leave the forests until that elf had proven themselves as an adult to the clan. They did this by undertaking a series of tasks in a ritual known as the Testing.

Aramil had passed the Testing only yesterday, and was now a full adult in the eyes of the clan. There had been a large party in the evening to celebrate his success and Aramil had been the centre of attention.

To begin with, anyway. About halfway through the evening two visitors had wandered into the village. One was a male elf Aramil did not recognise, although it quickly became apparent that he was a powerful mage. The woman however Aramil recognised immediately, because it was Narlissa!

He had been pleased to see her but they had not had long to talk because Narlissa had spent most of the evening in a hastily convened meeting with the Tree Mother and the clan elders, alongside her companion the mage. Clearly they had important matters to discuss.

But that was last night, and now he needed to get going. He collected his gear and bade his family goodbye. They were sad to see him go but at the same time he could see how proud they all were of him. With a final wave he stepped out into the village. Suddenly he heard someone called his name.

It was the Tree Mother, Lohr, and Aramil knew he could not deny her summons. As Tree Mother she was chief of the whole clan and so it wasn't a good idea to disobey her. He walked over to her.

She looked as beautiful as ever. Jet black hair cascaded over her shoulders and her brown eyes radiated warmth. She was about 5' tall and the equivalent of a human woman in her mid-thirties, and she had a breathtaking slender figure with glorious big tits. And although her brown dress was plain and didn't reveal much, Aramil knew what her body looked like beneath it and that knowledge made his cock twitch.

You see, it had been only yesterday afternoon that he had seen Lohr naked. She had summoned him to her house after his completion of the Testing, and after a long and luxurious blowjob she had insisted that Aramil fuck her senseless. He knew he had not disappointed her.

As he approached he realised that she was standing amongst a circle of elves. The clan elders were present but also so were Narlissa and her mage companion.

"Aramil, it is lucky I caught you before you left," Lohr said as she glanced at his pack. "Were you really not going to say goodbye?"

"I didn't want to disturb you, Tree Mother. Not when you've been so busy."

The Tree Mother laughed sweetly, then did the introductions. It turned out the male elf was called Tathal, and he was indeed a mage.

"And you already know Narlissa, of course," Lohr said with a knowing smile.

Narlissa gave him a flirty wink and he couldn't help but check her out. She had brown eyes and a slightly freckled face, with red hair that fell to midway down her neck. She was wearing her usual outfit of a brown corset that seemed to draw attention to her large breasts, and brown pants. As a half-elf she was actually quite tall compared to the elves present, because at 5'5" she was as tall as Aramil himself and he was of average height for a male elf.

After a moment Lohr spoke again. "Do you know why they are here, Aramil?"

He shook his head. "I do not."

"Tathal is cursed, Aramil," Narlissa said. "His soul is bound to a magical dagger, and whoever possesses that dagger owns him like a slave. They can command him to do their bidding."

"That's horrible!" Aramil said, looking with sympathy at the elven mage.

"And so you see why we must lend our aid," Lohr said. "And to do that, I think we need your help."

"You do?"

"There is a herb that grows on the edges of the forest. 'Ghostbloom'. Have you heard of it?"

"I have. It is hallucinogenic, no?"

"Not quite," Tathal interjected. "The out-of-body experience that someone has when consuming Ghostbloom is no hallucination - the herb truly does separate the soul from the body. By using it in a ritual, the piece of my soul can be drawn out of the dagger so my spirit can become whole again."

Aramil turned to Lohr. "And you need me to collect this herb?"

"Yes. There are no rangers currently in the village, or else I would send one of them. But you have proven yourself capable again and again, Aramil. I know you can do this. Will you help?"

"Of course, Tree Mother."

"Thank you," she smiled. "I am sorry that you must delay the start of your journey."

"Perhaps he doesn't have to, Tree Mother," Narlissa said suddenly. "If I go with him, then Aramil only needs to lead me to the Ghostbloom. I can bring it back."

Lohr considered her words. "That makes a lot of sense, Narlissa. I must admit, I don't like holding up a young elf's first steps outside the forest." She smiled at the half-elf. "So yes, we will do it that way. Thank you for the offer."

"It will be my pleasure," Narlissa said, aiming a private wink at Aramil. His cock twitched at the thought of spending time alone with her.

"Then we are decided," Lohr said pleasantly, clapping her hands together. "Aramil will show Narlissa to the herb, and when she returns we can start the cleansing ritual."

The elders murmured their agreement and then led Tathal away to prepare the ritual. Narlissa went with them, leaving Aramil alone with Lohr. That wasn't good. He was extremely horny and being alone with the beautiful black-haired elf was not helping. He just hoped he didn't say something he'd regret.

"Thank you for your time, Tree Mother," he said with a bow, trying to keep his cool. "I am honoured you have picked me for this task."

She smirked as if she could tell how worked up he was. Her gaze quite openly roved over his body. "Aramil, when we are alone you don't need to call me 'Tree Mother'. We moved beyond such formalities when you fucked me."

She bit her lip with a naughty smile then stepped close to him. "Especially when you fucked me so well. I came so hard."

He tried to stifle a groan but did not succeed. His horniness threatened to totally overwhelm him.

"I'm... I'm glad," he stammered, trying not blurt out something humiliating.

"So I want you to do something for me before you leave," she continued quietly. "Not because I am your Tree Mother, but because I am your friend." She leaned over to whisper in his ear. "I want you to make me come like that again. Can you do that for me, Aramil?"

His eyes went wide and he stared at her. She was grinning at him seductively and he could only nod and squeak out an answer.

"Yes."

"Good. Then let's not waste any further time standing here, when every second we delay is a second you're not fucking me."

Then she turned, taking his arm and leading him through the village. Soon they reached her house and she opened the door and stepped through. Aramil followed her in, just as he would were he visiting the Tree Mother for a discussion in her official capacity. However when she shut the door behind him it would have become very clear to anyone watching that this was not an official visit.

He groaned as she threw herself against him, kissing him hard. He responded in kind and wrapped his arms around her waist as their tongues drove into each other's mouths. His hands roved over her body and explored her figure until he came to her big tits which he squeezed through her dress.

Suddenly the Tree Mother broke the kiss and stepped back, deftly undoing the knots to that dress and tugging it in one movement over her head. Her black hair fell messily about her shoulders and Aramil gasped at the sight of her glorious naked body. It was as amazing as he remembered it from the day before. Then she stepped close and kissed him again. He let his fingers trace over her skin as her own fingers undid all of the knots of his clothing until he was as naked as she was.

Soon he could take no more. He grabbed Lohr's ass, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed in the corner of the room where he quickly dropped her down on the edge. The gorgeous elf looked at him with anticipation in her eyes as he sank to his knees and pushed her legs apart. He kissed her thighs, slowly getting closer to his target until at last his tongue pressed against her cunt.

"Oh fuck, Aramil," she sobbed, reaching out to grasp a handful of his blonde hair.

He hungrily devoured her pussy, making sure to kiss and lick every inch, teasing her lips and sensitive hole before finally focusing on her clit. He reached up to slide two fingers into her at the same time, enjoying how wet she already was and she rolled her hips back against him as he pleasured her. Her brown eyes shimmered with approaching orgasm and within a few minutes Aramil had his wish. The elf threw her head back with a scream of pleasure as she came hard against his face.

She slumped back breathlessly when she had finished coming and he rose to his feet, moving himself between her legs and angling his dick with her waiting pussy. He enjoyed the look of pure bliss that swept across her face as he slowly pushed inwards, her cunt welcoming in his cock inch by inch.

At first he moved leisurely, luxuriating in the feel of the Tree Mother's silken snatch stroking his member. She looked amazing perched on the edge of the bed, her back flat on the mattress. Her black hair was messy beneath her and her brown eyes were slightly glazed in pleasure.

Then he started to speed up, hunching over to place his hands either side of her torso and beginning to truly thrust. She moaned, pushing herself up onto her elbows and wrapping her legs around his waist. Lohr might have been almost twice his age but that did not matter to him in the slightest - she was still extraordinarily hot with a stunning body.

"Fuck me with your big cock," she moaned. "Fuck me hard!"

He did not want to disobey the Tree Mother so he started to really pound his hips against hers. He delighted in the way it made her big tits wobble on her chest. Suddenly she wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself upright and with one hand on the back of his head pulled him in for a kiss. He could feel her pussy narrowing on his dick as he fucked her.

"I'm going to come so hard, Aramil," she sobbed as she broke the kiss, squeezing her eyes shut and pressing their foreheads together. "The gods... I'm... I'm coming!"

The last words were a shriek as her head flew back and her eyes went wide and rolled back. He felt her cunt twitching on his cock as she came hard and he knew she was overwhelmed with pleasure. He didn't know what it was about him but recently all his partners had been having extremely strong orgasms - the strongest of their lives in fact.

The sight of the Tree Mother climaxing coupled with the feel of her shivering pussy pushed him over the edge too and he grunted in pure pleasure as his seed sprayed into her depths. Pleasure burst through him and he held Lohr close as they rode out their mutual orgasms.

When at last they had faded he withdrew from her pussy with a groan and she stared at him with satisfied but slightly dazed eyes. After a few minutes she slipped from the bed and started to get dressed once more. He watched her as she did so and wondered if he'd ever get to fuck another woman as hot as she was.

Then he climbed from the bed and started to clamber back into his armour. When he was done Lohr smiled.

"And now we must both be getting on with things. I must prepare the village for Tathal's cleansing ritual, and you must start on your adventures, beginning with getting that Ghostbloom, Enjoy yourself out there beyond the forest, Aramil, but remember to come home sometimes. And when you do, make sure to pay me a visit. I want to hear all about your journeys, and I want you to tell me whilst I bounce slowly on your cock."

Then she winked, giving him a passionate kiss before finally opening the door and stepping outside. He followed her out into the village and saw Narlissa waiting for him in the centre. She smiled when their eyes met.

It was time to go.

Aramil and the Journey Ch. 02



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, was excited. He was finally leaving his forest home and he couldn't wait to see the world beyond its borders. He and Narlissa had left his village earlier than day and were now woodwalking quickly through the trees.

But first he needed to locate a rare herb known as Ghostbloom for Narlissa to bring back to his village for a magical ritual. Whilst Aramil didn't fully understand the ritual, what he did know was that the Tree Mother herself had asked him to retrieve the herb, so he had vowed to do so.

However the journey was a little slower than it might have been because he did not have a horse. All horses were owned by the clan and they did not have any spare for an elf that was leaving the forest. He would miss the elven horses as they were light and nimble of foot but he was sure he could eventually buy a human horse and would get used to it quickly enough.

After a few hours of amiable chatting with Narlissa the two of them came upon a clearing and Aramil stopped woodwalking. Whilst the forest was at least three days across from end to end the village was much closer to the north end than the south. Aramil and Narlissa had gone north and so it was only a single afternoon's worth of travelling that brought them near to the forest's edge. He knew they were very close now.

"There is Ghostbloom here," he said, smiling at Narlissa as he began to stride through the undergrowth.

"How do you know?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I just do." He looked around. "We are also very close to the forest's edge, but you will not make it back to the village today. Perhaps we should camp here for the night?"

"Sounds good," Narlissa said. "I'll get everything set up whilst you find the Ghostbloom."

She turned and started to build the hide tent that Aramil had brought. The fact that she was not putting up her own was no surprise - it had been obvious from the start that they would be sharing the one tent that night.

He grinned to himself at that thought then spent a few minutes looking for the Ghostbloom. The sun was beginning to set and the sky had taken on a beautiful orange glow. Aramil knew he would miss the natural beauty of the forest but he was also excited to see other places that were each as beautiful in their own way.

After a few minutes he smiled as he saw his target. He reached down and with his knife carefully cut a few flowers from the Ghostbloom plant that had found. He made sure none of the plant directly touched his skin and quickly wrapped the flowers in a cloth bundle. It was a very potent magical herb and he did not want to spend the night hallucinating because some had accidentally touched him.

Then he saw another flower and he quickly plucked that too before returning to Narlissa. She had the camp set up and was cooking a meal over a small fire.

He handed her the bundle of cloth when he arrived and she carefully put it in her own pack. Then he sat down on the large blanket that Narlissa had laid out in front of their tent. Minutes later they were eating and he enjoyed the meal Narlissa had prepared. She was a talented cook.

When they were done she tidied away the pans and then smiled at him.

"It's beautiful here," she said wistfully and he nodded in agreement.

It was then that he remembered the second flower that he'd picked and he quickly reached into the pouch at his waist to draw it out. A single bright red rose. He handed it to Narlissa.

Her face lit up in a beautiful smile as she took it. "For me?" she said, turning it over. "It's quite beautiful, Aramil."

"Then it suits you."

She smiled at the compliment then lay the flower delicately on her pack. She turned back to him and he saw a naughty sparkle in her brown eyes. "You know, if I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to flatter me, Aramil. You couldn't possibly be trying to get inside me, could you?" she grinned.

"I brought you the flower because I thought it was beautiful and you would like it," he smiled back, playing her game. "If there is to be any sex, well, that is an unrelated thing."

"I like how you say 'if', Aramil. It supposes there is any chance at all you won't finish this evening filling me with your cum."

He put on a fake tone of aloofness. "Narlissa, you are singularly obsessed with sex. I, however, can control my urges and not act like an animal in heat."

The beautiful half-elf laughed. "I saw you emerging from the Tree Mother's house before we left. It's pretty obvious what you'd just been doing. You're just as sex-obsessed as I am, and you know as well as I do where this night will end up."

"The Tree Mother was merely, er, giving me some advice."

"Advice on fucking her brains out, perhaps."

"You make it sound like a bad thing."

"Not at all. The very opposite, in fact. I'm delighted to see you expanding your horizons, Aramil." Narlissa paused then, cocking her head and she seemed to be deep in thought. "In fact, you seem to have expanded them a lot since we first met, haven't you?"

"Well..." Aramil said suddenly embarrassed.

"There's nothing to be bashful about. But I saw a lot of the attractive young women of the village eyeing you with something approaching outright lust. There was the fletcher's daughter, Polissa, and that mercenary from the capital, Korali, and others besides. And obviously the Tree Mother herself."

He shrugged. "I suppose so..."

Narlissa looked concerned. "Aramil, I'm going to ask you some questions, and you need to be totally honest with me in your answers, ok? It's important."

He sat upright. Their flirtatious game was suddenly over and she had become very serious. What could she possibly be talking about that was so important? Well he supposed he would find out.

"Of course."

"Do you love having sex, Aramil?"

He narrowed his eyes in confusion. "Well, obviously."

"No, I mean actively love it. Not a fun hobby you do when the mood strikes, but something you find yourself craving all the time. Is even this talk of sex getting you worked up? Is it making you think of me, naked, writhing in ecstasy beneath you?"

He coughed, looking away. "Maybe."

"And does this happen often? Do you find you need to come at least, say, twice a day or you become a delirious mess, just looking for a woman who'll have sex with you? Do your partners seem to have stronger orgasms than they ever have before in their life when they're with you?"

He met her gaze. Everything she was saying was true. He'd been noticing it himself but it was still strange to hear someone else describing it so perfectly.

He swallowed. "Yes. I... how did you know?"

"One final question," Narlissa said, holding up a finger to stop him. "Did all this start happening not long after we met?"

"Yes, Narlissa. It did."

The half-elf's beautiful face suddenly lit up as she smiled. "Something strange has happened to you, Aramil, but I know just what it is. Don't worry, I'm going to explain it all."

And then she did. Aramil could not believe his pointed ears at what Narlissa was saying. She told him of the human knight known as Sir Jeffrey, and explained about his magic cock and how she had befriended him. She described about his gifts and how they manifested - that his partners came harder than they ever had before, but on the flip side that he needed to have sex at least twice a day. She also explained that the cause of that magic was a demon's loose spell that had found a home in his spirit, and that it also had melded itself with a sterility spell rendering him safe from accidentally fathering hundreds of children.

At first Aramil did not understand why this Sir Jeffrey person was relevant. But when Narlissa started to elaborate on how that magic could under the right circumstances transfer from Sir Jeffrey to a woman who wanted the same thing, he began to understand.

"You have that magic too, don't you? You got it from him."

She grinned. "Yes, I do. And now, Aramil, you also possess it. Where he passed it to me, I have passed it to you."

He could barely take it all in. Suddenly he thought of all the women he had fucked since Narlissa's departure. If these gifts could pass from person to person maybe they now had it too. He absolutely adored his new gifts but he knew most people would not feel the same way. His eyes went wide and he frantically sat upright.

Narlissa laughed sweetly. "Aramil, I can see your sudden fear, and I know why you feel it. Do not worry, you cannot pass these gifts on to someone unwilling to receive them. All those women you fucked? They are safe."

"I can't?" he said, relieved. "Why not?"

And so Narlissa told him. She spoke about how when they had sex with a partner a little bit of the magic entered them and that is what made the sex so amazing for them. It's why their senses were heightened and they came as hard as they did. But that afterwards the magic was purged from their body by their spirits and no matter how many times they had sex that would always be the case and they would never develop the gifts.

Except in a few rare cases. Sometimes, a partner would relish sex and their soul would actively enjoy the magic. In that case, their spirit and their instincts would refrain from purging the magic and instead let it build inside them. Eventually it would hit a critical mass and they too would develop the gifts resulting in a magic cock or magic cunt. But this could only happen in those who would actively enjoy the results.

So there was truly nothing to fear. Either a partner would have the sex of their lives and then carry on with no lasting effects except amazing memories, or in very rare circumstances they would develop the gifts themselves and their lives would improve hugely as it is what they had wanted all along.

"So my spirit wanted this?" he said at long last when she had finished talking.

"Tell me, Aramil, do you enjoy your new talents? Do you enjoy having sex with beautiful women, and making them come so hard they can't think straight?"

He grinned. "Of course I do."

"Then that is why. Your spirit knew it would enjoy these gifts and so it happily welcomed them in. When we fucked, a little bit of the magic transferred from me to you. With most people it would have been purged the moment we finished but with you it was not. Instead, it remained inside you, building each time we had sex, until at last your body had enough to develop the gifts for itself. You now have a magic cock, Aramil."

"A magic cock..." Aramil repeated, disbelieving.

"It sounds absurd, doesn't it? But it's true."

He lay back down flat and sighed happily at the stars. Night had truly fallen whilst they spoke and the fire was dwindling. Narlissa's words sounded crazy but he knew deep down they were true. He really did possess a magic cock.

And he was delighted.

"It's a good thing you returned to the forest before I left," he said at last, looking at Narlissa. "Otherwise I would never have known any of this."

"It is indeed," the half-elf agreed. "But now you know, so you do not need to worry. When you are out there beyond the forest, surrounded by beautiful women, you can fuck and fuck and keep fucking and the magic will never take hold in their souls."

"You make it sound like I'll spend my whole time getting laid, Narlissa."

She raised an eyebrow. "A gorgeous, toned young elf with beautiful eyes, a charming personality and a magic cock? Yes, Aramil, you are going to spend your whole time getting laid."

Suddenly she grinned naughtily, sliding from the log on which she sat to move next to him. Aramil's cock - his magic cock - twitched at the glint in her eyes. She straddled him, her weight setting on his thighs and he stared up at her with anticipation.

"And so now we come to perhaps the most important thing about tonight's realisation. You have a magic cock, Aramil, and that is most certainly something to celebrate. Shall we begin the festivities?"

Aramil did not respond to her. Instead he sat upright and pulled her in for a frantic kiss. She moaned and pushed her tongue into his mouth. At the same time her hands found the knots to his chestpiece and soon she had stripped it from him. He did the same with her and he broke the kiss and groaned as she pulled it from her body and her big tits spilled free. He reached out and grasped the hanging globes, giving them a delighted squeeze.

He could not do so for long however because Narlissa soon pushed him flat again and then started to slide down his body. She came to his belt and unbuckled it and he lifted his hips and she slid his pants down his legs. His cock sprang free already rock hard and she moaned and licked her lips at the sight.

"Yes, I think this magic cock is definitely worthy of my worship," she moaned, then took him into her mouth.

Aramil threw his head back with a groan as he felt the half-elf's lips wrap around his dick. He stared down as she started to bob her head and her brown eyes glowed up at him. She delivered a truly expert blowjob and he reached down to thread his fingers through her red hair as her mouth did wonderful things to his cock. They remained that way for a while as she properly explored his dick with her tongue and lips, alternating between taking him into her mouth as far as he would go and pulling off to passionately kiss down his sides.

Then he could take no more. He sat upright and pulled Narlissa's head from his cock, instead kissing her hard. Her hands dropped to her pants and he helped her slide the tight leather garments from her lovely slender legs. Moments later she was as naked as he was.

He lay back then, bringing her with him until she was lying on top of him. Still they kissed until eventually the half-elf broke the kiss and pushed herself upright again. This time she lifted her hips and angled his cock with her dripping cunt. Aramil groaned as she sank down on his member.

"Oh gods," she moaned as he slid inside her and Aramil knew that she was enjoying the initial penetration just as much as he was.

She rested there a moment but not for too long because soon she started to bounce her hips. She was slow at first but as their lust grew so did her pace, and so within a few minutes she was throwing her hips down against him.

Aramil enjoyed the wonderful sight of her stunning naked body in the dying light of the fire as she rode him. Her big tits shook on her chest as she slammed herself down against him and he could not resist but reach up and grasp the large mounds. He felt her hard nipples tickling his palms as her pace grew quicker and quicker.

After a while of passionate fucking Aramil felt his balls twitch. He knew he was getting close. Narlissa's face was contorted in pleasure and her moans were loud. He could tell she was right on the edge as well.

"I'm going to come," she sobbed, her brown eyes wide. "Your cock is going to make me come, Aramil!"

"Me too," he groaned back, moving his hips in time with hers now.

"Do it!" she practically growled, then her eyes rolled back and she screamed out.

He felt the beautiful redhead's cunt clamp down on his dick as she came. Shivers ran through her tunnel and her limbs jerked as a huge orgasm erupted inside her. That was all he needed and with a cry of his own his climax arrived and his spunk burst from his magic cock and sprayed powerfully against the walls of her pussy. Pleasure almost overcame him as he struggled to focus on anything that wasn't the bliss of his orgasm.

Eventually the moment passed and Narlissa slumped down on top of him with a breathless giggle. She kissed him tenderly and he responded in kind. At last she lifted her hips from his sated cock and rolled onto the blanket next to him.

Within a few minutes they had climbed inside the tent and settled down to sleep. Aramil drifted off with only happy thoughts in the company of such a beautiful and wonderful woman.

And tomorrow, his adventure would truly begin.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 03



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, yawned as the sounds of the dawn chorus grew louder around him. The sun was rising and the birds were awake and he knew it was time he was too. He glanced over at the sight of the beautiful half-elf Narlissa sleeping next to him and smiled to himself.

His cock was rock hard as it often was when he awoke and he did not think Narlissa would mind helping him relieve that particular problem. He gently slid the blankets from her body.

She stirred as he leant down to kiss her breasts, and he teased her sensitive nipples with his tongue until she was fully awake and smiling down at him. Then he kissed lower over her tight stomach until at last he pushed her legs apart and ran his tongue along her folds.

She moaned loudly and it did not take long before he was devouring her cunt with gusto. The beautiful half-elf writhed and whimpered in pure bliss at his work. He made sure to tease every inch of her folds before at last honing in on her clit and really starting to pleasure her. She pressed her hips back against his face as she got closer and closer and he enjoyed the haze that settled over her gorgeous brown eyes as the moment grew nearer. After another minute or so she screamed out his name and came hard against his face, her juices leaking out around his tongue.

When she slumped back down onto her bedroll he grinned and climbed up her body, kissing her skin as he went. When he was on top of her she pulled him down for another frantic kiss and as she did so he angled his cock with her pussy and pushed inwards.

She moaned into their kiss as his dick slipped inside her and he responded with a groan of his own. He started to move immediately and enjoyed the feel of her hot walls stroking his member.

"Gods, Aramil, you feel so good..." the beautiful half-elf moaned and he grinned breathlessly as his pace sped up.

He pushed himself onto straight arms so that he could see Narlissa lying beneath him. Her big tits wobbled as his hips started to slam against hers and he could see the flush coming over her skin which indicated she was enjoying herself. Her red hair was splayed messily beneath her head.

Soon her cunt started to narrow on his probing dick and he thrust even harder into her gorgeous body. His balls had started to tighten too and he knew he was as close as she obviously was.

Then the moment arrived for his lover. Narlissa's eyes went wide and her back arched as her orgasm hit. The sight of the climaxing half-elf as well as the feel of her amazing pussy was enough to push him over the edge too and with a grunt of his own he joined her in release, his seed spraying powerfully against the redhead's sensitive walls.

When at last their orgasms had passed he slumped down on top of Narlissa and kissed her. She responded in kind and they remained that way a moment before he finally rolled onto his back. She giggled and sat upright, then slipped from the tent.

Aramil followed her moments later and the two of them enjoyed each other's company as they ate breakfast. Then they got dressed and soon the tent was packed away.

"Since you said we were so near the forest's edge, I'd like to come with you," Narlissa said. "I want to watch you leave, since it's such a big deal."

Aramil laughed. He didn't mind at all and the two of them left the glade. Within twenty minutes they had reached the edges of the forest where the trees noticeably thinned. It was the boundary of his people's lands. He had never been further.

He paused and took a deep breath. "I can't believe I'm actually about to leave the forest."

Narlissa laughed sweetly. "You'll be fine, Aramil. You've earnt this. Take care out there, because the world is bigger than you can possibly imagine, but don't be too careful. Sometimes it can be fun to take risks."

Suddenly she stepped close to him and grabbed his cheeks, pulling him in for a long lingering kiss. When she finally broke it she grinned at him.

"Have fun out there. I'll see you again, I'm sure."

He nodded, turning to face the boundary and with a swell of pride stepped over the border of the forest.

Nothing felt any different.

He looked back at Narlissa who watched with amusement in her eyes, then he turned and walked confidently out into the world.

He had no idea where he was going.

Still, he picked a direction and stuck to it. He travelled all morning. The trees around him started to thin until he was travelling through woodland rather than thick forest like he was used to.

He wondered when he might come across a road. He knew that the humans cut trails into the environment on well-used routes which was something his wood elven people would never have considered doing. He was curious to see one.

After a few hours he started to get hungry. He laid his cloak out on the ground and then filled his waterskin from a nearby gurgling stream and drank. He took out the elven bread he had been given by his people. This was a very pleasant place to stop.

As he ate he wondered what he had been expecting. He supposed he thought the world beyond his forest would be very different to what he was used to. He knew that in many places it probably was but there was not some magical border that changed things instantly.

Just then he spotted a flat stone by the stream that seemed to glitter in the sunbeams. It was gorgeous and he decided it would make a lovely memento of his first day outside of the forest.

He finished his bread then stood up and fetched the stone. It was cool to the touch and fairly small but it was definitely pretty. It seemed to glitter pink and he realised he had never seen anything like it. He smiled at his discovery and returned to his cloak, bending down to place the stone in his pack.

"I think you'll find that belongs to me," said a quiet voice next to his ear, and Aramil jumped in alarm.

He spun to face the noise, clutching the stone and taking a step back. But then his eyes focused on what was in front of him and he gasped.

A tiny woman was hovering in mid-air, transparent wings buzzing on her back, her shoulder-length pink hair tucked behind her pointed ears. She was wearing a short blue dress that looked like it was made from the petals of flowers, and it revealed lovely long legs for her figure and also pushed outwards with what would clearly have been huge breasts if she'd been his size. The dress was open above her hips at the back to let her wings stick out, and then was tied with a small bow between her shoulderblades to hold it over her chest. She could have been no more than five inches tall.

A fairy!

She buzzed close to his face. He realised she had pink eyes to go with her hair but other than that, her size, and her wings she could have passed for a beautiful elf.

"Why have you taken my stone?" she said, prodding him on the nose.

"I, ah, just thought it was pretty," he said.

She pouted. "Do you often take things you think are pretty without asking? Even if they belong to someone else?"

"It's just a stone! I didn't know it belonged to you."

"Hmm," she said. Then she cocked her head, as if studying him. "You are an elf."

"And you're a fairy," he replied.

"Very good. What are you doing here?"

"I just stopped to eat. I didn't mean to cause a problem. I will leave immediately."

"With my stone?"

Aramil looked down and realised he was still holding the stone. He moved to put it back where he'd found it.

"No, no. Sorry. I didn't mean to take it. I'll put it back."

The fairy buzzed back around in front of his face. She was grinning. "You can keep the stone," she giggled.

"But I thought you said it was yours?"

"It is. But you're cute. I like you. I am called Symii."

He paused. "And I am Aramil. Thank you for the gift."

Truth be told he didn't really care about the stone any more. It was much more trouble than it was worth. He'd only picked it up because he thought it was pretty. But now it would seem rude of him to turn it down so he returned to his pack and placed it inside.

"You know, you're shorter than I thought an elf would be," she said as she flew up next to him.

"You're five inches tall!"

She pouted. "I'm meant to be this height."

"So am I!"

"Perhaps," she said, pressing a finger to her lips in thought. "But you're going to find it awkward in human towns being the size that you are."

He hadn't really considered that. He didn't care if he was shorter than average but at the same time he liked to be taller than his lovers. Given human women would be taller than him, that might well be a problem.

"Well, even if that's true, there's nothing I can do about it," he shrugged.

"No, but I can," the fairy giggled. She clapped her hands together. "I am going to bestow upon you a boon, Aramil."

"A boon?" he asked suspiciously. Accepting gifts from fairies was dangerous. They could be notorious tricksters and they always wanted something in return.

"Indeed. I am going to make you taller."

"How?"

"With magic, of course," she said. "Size-changing magic is a fairy's natural talent. So close your eyes."

"I'm not sure I want-" he started to say.

"Close your eyes!" she snapped.

He sighed. He supposed there was no harm in letting her try. Part of him thought it was a terrible idea but he was embarrassed to admit that he was willing to go along with what Symii was saying simply because she was extremely hot. The fact that she was five inches tall didn't matter - logic didn't seem to apply when it came to his magic cock.

He closed his eyes.

"Good," she said from close by. "Now this might feel a little weird but whatever you do, do not open your eyes until I tell you to."

Suddenly Aramil tingled all over. He felt like his limbs were wobbling. All sense of balance was lost and he thumped down onto his blanket, making sure to keep his eyes firmly closed.

After a few seconds he felt normal again though his head was still spinning.

"You can open your eyes," Symii said, her voice seeming louder.

Aramil did. He gasped, and pushed himself upright.

He was still standing on his blanket, wearing his armour. His pack was still next to him, his bow and quiver resting on it. They were all the same size. Using those measurements, nothing had changed. But things had definitely changed.

He was tiny.

The tree that had shaded him was gigantic, blocking out the sun with its size. Each leaf was as large as the blanket on which he stood. The stream, once small and beautiful with its rushing water, was now a terrifying rapid twenty feet across.

And Symii was standing next to him with a mischievous smile on her face and Aramil couldn't take his eyes off her.

She was absolutely stunning. She had shrunk him down so he was only slightly taller than her and the sight of her close up made his magic cock twitch. He knew he should be annoyed at her trickery but he could not bring himself to be angry. She was too beautiful.

"You said you were going to make me bigger," he said at last when he had partly composed his thoughts.

"I still intend to."

"So why did you shrink me?"

She grinned naughtily. "Because I wanted the opportunity do this first..."

Suddenly she was kissing him. Her tongue pushed into his mouth and his eyes opened in surprise as he immediately felt her hands on his belt, loosening it. Yet he didn't resist as she pulled it open and reached inside to grab his rapidly-hardening cock.

Then she broke the kiss and sank to her knees. Aramil stared down at her with lust as the pink-haired beauty guided his pants down his legs then leaned forwards to kiss his tip. She grinned up at him as she slowly took him into her mouth. He groaned at the feeling of her tongue dancing along his underside.

He stared down lustfully at the gorgeous fairy as her tongue danced over every inch of his shaft and her hands pumped on the areas her mouth couldn't reach. Soon his cock was slick with her saliva. After a few minutes she reached for the knot that held up her dress. He groaned as she undid it and her huge tits spilled free.

She did all that without ever pulling her mouth off his dick and Aramil couldn't help but gently thrust his hips at the incredible pleasure of her work. At the same time, he glanced around, his mind blown by the size of everything around him. He was standing in the exact same spot he had been a few minutes before, but it felt like a totally different world.

"It's so strange seeing things from this perspective," Aramil groaned as he looked around. "Everything's so big."

Symii grinned around his cock and slowly pulled her mouth from his member. "It doesn't look strange to me. But, since we're on the subject of big things..." she giggled, pumping his cock. "... I think it's time this was inside me, don't you?"

Then she reclined on the blanket, wiggling out of her dress and spreading her legs. Her wings fluttered in anticipation and her pussy glistened with her juices and even if Aramil had wanted to say no his magic cock would not let him. He clambered out of his clothes and soon he was on his knees, kissing his way up her body until their lips were locked together again and his cock was pressed against her hot cunt.

Then he pushed inwards and the pink-haired beauty sobbed into his mouth. He groaned at the sensation of her silken walls swallowing up his dick and soon he was fully inside the gorgeous fairy. He held himself above her and slowly started to move his hips enjoying the way their eye contact didn't break.

"By the goddess, fuck me..." Symii moaned and Aramil did as she wanted.

He started to move his hips more rapidly and delighted in the sight of her tight and delicious body writhing in overwhelming pleasure beneath him. Her transparent wings twitched and shivered but were largely pinned beneath her back. Her huge tits wobbled on her chest from the potency of his thrusts and he grabbed one with his right hand, feeling his fingers sinking into the soft flesh whilst her hard nipple tickled his palm.

Then he lowered himself down until he was pressed against her and her huge breasts were squashed against his chest. Symii did not seem to mind and instead actively enjoyed the new position as his hips hammered into hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him hard. Aramil returned the kiss and enjoyed the passion of their sex as he fucked her harder and harder.

"I'm going to come!" she whined, breaking the kiss and burying her head in his neck. "You're going to make me come!"

That was exactly what he wanted so he didn't slow down. Seconds later he got his wish. Symii shrieked out her pleasure into the miniature world, her hands clawing at his back in bliss as the orgasm exploded inside her. He felt her body jerk and twitch as she came extremely hard, her cunt trying to seize hold of his member. Her pink eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy.

With a grunt he followed her in release, his balls twitching as his own orgasm arrived. His spunk burst from his magic cock and flooded the gorgeous fairy's womb, painting her tunnel white with his jizz whilst pleasure coursed through him.

Eventually their climaxes passed and he slowly withdrew his cock from the winged beauty and sat up, enjoying the way her pink eyes slowly regained focus as she came back to her senses from such a huge orgasm. Her dishevelled hair and flushed face made her look extremely well-fucked, and Aramil grinned to himself at the fact that that's exactly what she was.

"Well, that was amazing," Symii said with a breathless giggle, pushing herself back up onto her elbows. "Maybe I should keep you this size, so you can fuck me over and over again."

Aramil's eyes went wide. Appealing as that might sound, it hadn't been part of the deal! He opened his mouth to respond when suddenly he realised she was laughing.

"I'm just joking, Aramil!" the naked fairy giggled, a naughty smile on her face. "So, time to uphold my end of the bargain. Let's make you bigger, hmm?"

Maybe this would be one heck of an adventure after all.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 04



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, stood with his pack in the middle of the woods. He felt like he was in a different world.

For you see, he was five inches tall.

The woman responsible for that, a busty pink-haired fairy named Symii, was standing with a smile on her face in front of him. She'd shrunk him down to her size and begged him to fuck her. He'd gladly done so but now he wanted to be returned to normal. Larger than normal in fact - Symii had promised him that she'd actually make him slightly taller that he was before.

"So, what now?" he asked.

"Now I make you bigger," the fairy replied. "But first..."

She stepped closer and grabbed his hands, turning them palm up so that they were cupped. Then she started to wiggle her fingertips above them. Glittery dust showered down into his hands.

"This is for you."

"What is it?" Aramil said.

"Fairy dust. You'll find it's worth a small fortune to an alchemist. Especially since you're going to have a lot of it, seeing as this will grow with you when I make you larger."

"That's extremely generous of you, Symii."

"I know," she giggled. Then she shot him a flirty wink. "You'll just have to think of a way of making it up to me when we meet again."

Then she was done. She waited for Aramil to tip the dust into a cloth and then bundle it up and put it in his pack.

"Now, close your eyes."

Aramil did as he was told. That strange feeling came over him once more and he knew Symii was changing his size. He was better at holding his balance this time now he was more used it because elves were naturally very agile.

"You can open them," he heard the fairy say, more quietly this time because he knew she was tiny compared to him once more.

He opened his eyes and smiled. The world was back to how it should be. The stream was a stream again not a raging river. Yet his perspective seemed slightly different. It wasn't particularly noticeable but Aramil was very perceptive so he picked up on it. Symii had followed through with her promise.

He guessed from the scale of the trees compared to how they had been before that he was now about 6' tall, a good seven inches taller. This was not abnormally tall for an elf but it was definitely right on the edge. In other words he was now a very tall elf but not freakishly so, where before he was short for an elven man. He liked the idea of that.

He heard a buzzing sound and smiled as Symii came up to hover in front of his face. "So?" she said.

"I like it," he grinned.

"Good! I'll come find you in a few days to make sure you're enjoying your new size, because if you're not I can change you back."

"How will you find me?"

"Magic," she winked.

Aramil chuckled and folded up his blanket, storing it in his pack and then collecting his things. It was time to leave. Symii waved him off as he walked away from the stream and back into the woods.

He continued his journey with a spring in his step. The day passed into afternoon as he walked and Aramil wondered if he'd meet anyone else before night fell.

Suddenly the trees opened out and he came across a long track of bare earth running across his path. It stretched off in either direction and he realised with amazement that it was a road.

He tentatively put his foot on the earth. For you see, Aramil believed that roads magically pulled a person along without them doing anything, making travelling easier. Of course it did not turn out like that and he stood on the road for a while with confusion. If they didn't move you, what was the point? Why not just take the most direct route to your destination through the trees? Then again he guessed that humans could not woodwalk so perhaps sticking to well-travelled routes was still quicker than trying to go through forests.

Still, he decided to follow the road for a while. He knew that roads tended to connect important places so if he wanted to bump into people and maybe even see a human settlement then journeying on the road was probably the best way of doing so. He nodded to himself in satisfaction at his decision and then picked a direction and started to walk.

He walked for a while without seeing anyone when suddenly he heard a noise behind him. He turned and his eyes opened wide at the sight. A large carriage drawn by horses was coming down the road and it was flanked by six riders with long lances. Aramil had never seen a carriage before but he was familiar with the concept and even in his ignorance he could tell this one was huge and heavily guarded. He wondered if this person was particularly important.

Suddenly the lead rider broke away and quickly galloped towards him. As they got closer Aramil realised that it was a woman. And a beautiful woman at that. He felt his magic cock twitch at the sight of her, but that was quickly replaced by fright as she stopped in front of him angrily.

"Why are you blocking our path?" she demanded. He noticed her hand was on her sword.

She had gorgeous blue eyes and Aramil guessed she was probably in her mid-twenties. Her blonde hair was worn in a short parted bob. On the horse it was hard to tell but he guessed she was about 5'10" which with his newfound height meant he was slightly taller than her. She was wearing tight leather armour that seemed comfortable and effective for fighting, but also revealed the outline of her slender body and lovely long legs, together with what were clearly large breasts.

"I'm just walking!" he replied nervously. "I don't want trouble."

"Then move out of the way!"

He jumped at her shout then hurriedly stepped aside, quickly darting to the edge of the road. The woman watched him.

Then the carriage lurched into motion again and rolled past. The woman watched him as it did so then turned and followed it.

Aramil waited for a while until the carriage was out of sight and then he carried on, this time making sure to stick to the edges of the road. He wanted to avoid any more confrontation.

He journeyed for a few more hours until it was late afternoon and he knew he didn't have much daylight left. However the road had started to get busier and he thought there was a good chance he was near a town. He really wanted to see one if he could.

Just then he caught sight of the palisade walls of a settlement and he gasped. It was huge!

In actuality it was a middling sized town and was certainly nowhere near the scale of some of the cities in the queendom but Aramil did not know that. He walked into it and took in the sights. As it was evening the place was a hive of activity with people getting their last few tasks for the day done. He slowly walked through it.

Just then he caught sight of the blonde guardswoman from earlier standing outside a tavern. She caught sight of him too. His blood froze when she walked over.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to shout at you again," she said with a pleasant smile. "I'm here to apologise."

It turned out she was called Mira, and she and her men were escorting a noble family called the Abouns to a wedding. Their eldest daughter was marrying the duke of this part of the queendom. That was why she had been so abrupt with him - she could not afford to take any chances when she was escorting such powerful people.

Aramil accepted her apology. He thought it was very nice of her to offer it since she didn't have to.

"Well, it was the least I could do," Mira smiled when he said so. "Please, let me buy you a drink."

His magic cock twitched at the thought of spending more time in this beautiful woman's company so he did not turn her down. She smiled and led him into the tavern.

They found a table and Mira ordered two drinks. Then she asked him where he was from and he told her about his elven homeland. She seemed fascinated and they talked for a good while. Mira got more flirty as the evening went on and Aramil's lust burned. He got the impression she was almost as horny as he was.

"Aramil, I feel guilty," she said suddenly. "I was the first human you ever met, and I shouted at you. That's a terrible first impression."

He laughed. "Don't worry about it. I know you were just doing your job."

"No, I mean it. I cannot let your memories of your first human be so bad. Will you give me the chance to leave you with better ones?"

"What do you mean?"

She grinned wickedly. "Come upstairs and I'll show you."

Then she took his hand and led him across the common room and up the stairs. His horniness blazed in anticipation of what she meant.

She stopped outside a door and pulled out a key, unlocking it and stepping inside. Then she pulled him in after her, immediately starting to kiss him as she shut the door behind her. Her hands were almost instantly undoing the knots and clasps that held on his armour. He did not try to stop her as she undressed him and instead focused his efforts into removing her own garments. Soon they were both naked with their clothes piled in a heap by the door.

Aramil broke the kiss to stare at her gorgeous nude body. She was the first human woman he had ever seen naked and she was just as hot as any elf he had been with. Her big tits and slender body cried out to be explored with his tongue and so he decided to do just that.

He grabbed her shoulders and guided her to the bed until her ass bumped into it and she sat down. He leant forward to kiss her, then pushed her legs apart and knelt between them.

"Aramil, it's supposed to me who is welcoming you, not- ah!"

Her words were cut off by a delighted gasp as he pressed his tongue against her sensitive pussy. He started to hungrily devour her sweet cunt and it did not take long for her to come hard against his face with a ragged scream. He lapped at her juices as they leaked from her pussy.

When the orgasm had passed he stood up and the blonde grinned at him breathlessly then pulled him down for a passionate kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth whilst he reached up to fondle her big tits. She moaned at the feeling and he enjoyed the weight of the mounds in his hands.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and stared at him lustfully. "I need you inside me," she whispered, breaking the kiss and pushing him away. She climbed further onto the bed and as Aramil watched she twisted around until she was on all fours.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she said with a naughty smile. "It's time to claim your first human, Aramil."

Her dirty talk made his cock twitch with desire. He nimbly slipped onto the bed behind her and soon was sinking his cock into her tight tunnel. Mira moaned and pushed her hips back against him as he did so. Her pussy was magnificent and he realised that he was going to enjoy fucking human women just as much as elves.

Soon he was pounding Mira with vigour, his fingers digging into her waist for leverage. She buried her face in the sheets and sobbed out her ecstasy as his cock hammered into her cunt. He could see her large breasts swinging beneath her and he leant forwards to grasp them briefly before straightening up once more to slam his hips against hers.

The bed squeaked in protest at his powerful thrusts and Mira's whole body seemed to shudder each time their bodies collided. He felt his balls tightening. Her body was tensing too and he could tell she was cresting. They were both extremely close.

Suddenly her head flew up with a scream of pure pleasure and he realised she was coming. From the stunned look on her face and the way her blue eyes had glazed over it was obvious that she was coming harder than she ever had before in her life, but Narlissa had told him to expect that now that he had a magic cock.

Then his own climax arrived and he groaned as his spunk burst from his cock to spray into the gorgeous blonde. He wrapped one arm around her and held her close whilst she twitched in the throes of ecstasy, groaning as his own pleasure flooded through him at his orgasm.

At last the moment passed and Mira slumped down onto the bedsheets face-first. Aramil collapsed on top of her and then slowly withdrew his cock and rolled over. Slowly the guard turned her face to him and grinned.

"Wow," was all she said. "Just... wow."

She shifted, moving to rest her head on his shoulder. He heard her breathing deepen as she fell asleep and he realised that his own eyelids felt heavy. His first day outside the forest was coming to an end, here in a tavern with a gorgeous human woman naked next to him.

It had been a good first day.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 05



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, stepped out of the tavern onto the town's main street with a grin. The morning sun was warm and the road was already busy with people and smells.

A cart lumbered up and halted, the driver shouting at Aramil to get out of the middle of the road. He smiled sheepishly and darted to the far side. The man gave him a gruff look and then carried on. Aramil wasn't sure he'd ever get used to the concept of roads and all the traffic that seemed to travel on them.

He started to walk until he came across a plaza where a dozen market stalls had been set up. He wandered from stall to stall. Most were selling equipment or trinkets or things he was not interested in but eventually he came across one selling fruit.

Some of the fruits he recognised. A few grew naturally in the forests where he'd grown up and others he had seen because elves returning from beyond the forest had brought them back. However some he had never seen before at all and he was eager to try them.

One particular fruit called out to him. It was about the size of an apple but was round and bright orange in colour. It looked exotic and that was reinforced by its price as it was more than four times as much as the next most expensive fruit.

"That's an orange," the market stall owner said, smiling at him. She was a woman in what Aramil guessed was her mid-fifties.

"It is named after its colour?" he asked, surprised. "That must be confusing."

"Or maybe the colour is named after it," the woman winked back.

Aramil furrowed his brow. He had not thought of that. He wondered which was true, but his stomach rumbling swiftly reminded him that he needed to eat. He asked for three of the oranges and the woman quickly handed them to him.

"That's one gold coin please," she said. Aramil gave it to her. That was extremely expensive but Aramil's concept of money wasn't particularly good yet.

As he ate the exotic looking fruit he found it very bitter but also very pleasant. He would definitely enjoy the other two that he had bought.

However one thing playing on his mind was his money. He didn't really understand what it was worth yet but he did know that humans used it for practically everything and that he would run out sooner or later. If the price of the oranges was anything to go by then it would be sooner.

It was then that he remembered the gift Symii had given him. He dug into his pack and found the small bundle of fairy dust. He finished the orange and looked around, then smiled as his eyes fell on what he was looking for. An alchemist's shop sat in the corner of the square looking bright and inviting. He collected his belongings and walked over to it.

He pushed the door and stepped inside and saw no one there. However the walls were lined with jars full of various ingredients, some of which he recognised but many he did not. There were also displays of potions and elixirs that had obviously been made by the owner of the shop.

"How can I help you?" said a woman's voice behind the curtain at the rear of the shop.

"I'm here to sell some wares, if you would be interested," he called back.

The curtain moved and a beautiful woman in what appeared to be her mid-thirties stepped out. However Aramil knew she was probably closer to seventy because the pointed ears that protruded through her wavy blonde hair revealed that she was in fact a fellow elf!

She stood about 5'4" tall. She wore a plain red dress and brown boots that didn't conceal what was clearly a slender body with lovely large breasts, but didn't try to flaunt it either. She regarded Aramil with warm green eyes.

"Well, aren't you a pleasant sight. Not often I see another elf," she grinned mischievously as she sauntered past him and took up a position behind the counter. Aramil noticed her scanning his body as she passed. "I am Kerianas. So, what is it you have to sell?"

"Fairy dust," he replied simply, taking out the bundle and laying it on the counter.

The alchemist's eyes went wide. "Fairy dust?" she said, clearly stunned. "How much?"

"That bundle's worth."

She looked at him first with wonder then slight suspicion. She reached out, undoing the bundle and unfolding it. She gasped at what she saw, which Aramil took as a good sign.

The fairy dust still sat within, glittering beautifully. It seemed to change colour based on the light. At the moment it was pure gold, but when Symii had given it to him in the shade of the woods it had looked more of a reddish copper colour. And at night it was a shimmering silver. Then again it was magic so it didn't need to make sense.

Kerianas stepped away, collecting a small glass vial to which she added a few ingredients. Then she dropped in a tiny pinch of the the fairy dust, causing the entire mixture to hiss and pop before at last settling into a beautiful purple colour.

She stared at it with wide eyes. Clearly she was impressed.

"This is so pure," she said, turning back to the fairy dust. "And so much of it. Where did you get it?"

"I met a fairy in the woods. She gave it to me," he shrugged. It was the truth.

Kerianas looked up at him with amusement. "As simple as that, huh? Well, I won't pry any further. I want this dust, Aramil, and I'm prepared to give you two hundred gold coins for it. That's my entire savings, but this will be worth it."

Two hundred coins sounded like a lot. It would buy him lots of oranges, at least! He nodded. "Agreed."

Kerianas clapped her hands together with delight and collected the bundle, setting it beneath the counter. Aramil wondered why it was so valuable.

"What does the fairy dust actually do?" he asked. "Is it an important ingredient?"

"It's an enhancer for making stronger, purer potions. You add it to a reaction and what you get at the end is much cleaner and more potent."

"That sounds extremely useful."

"It is," Kerianas grinned. "And it is is exactly what I need to make my fortune. The next time you see me, I'll be running a huge shop in the capital."

She leaned on the counter. Aramil was sure he noticed her gaze slipping up and down his body again. His magic cock twitched at the lustful sparkle in her green eyes.

A moment's silence passed between them then. Aramil's mind was filled with images of him passionately fucking the sexy elven alchemist. Horniness flared through him.

After a moment she spoke. "I still do not know your name."

"Aramil."

"Well, Aramil, what are you planning to do today?"

He shrugged. "I was going to leave this settlement and continue on. I believe there is a city ahead."

"There is indeed," Kerianas said, slowly coming round from the counter. "And if you are new to these parts you should definitely head that way. The city will take your breath away."

Then she was in front of him. She reached out and placed a hand on his chest.

"But before you leave, perhaps you might stay a moment longer? Seeing another elf is a rare treat, and acquiring the fairy dust has left me in the mood to, well..." She met his gaze and grinned naughtily, letting her hand start to trace lower. "Celebrate."

Aramil did not need to be told outright what it was this gorgeous elven alchemist wanted. He stepped close to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her deeply. Her tongue pushed into his mouth and he responded in kind. He enjoyed the intense passion of the kiss and his magic cock quickly grew hard.

The alchemist's hand finally reached its target then and she began to massage his member through his pants. He moaned into their kiss. Not wanting to let her have all the fun he slid his hands up the front of the blonde elf's body to grasp her big tits, giving them a good squeeze as the globes filled his hands.

Kerianas stepped away from him then and reached behind her, evidently going for the knots to her red dress. Aramil's breath caught in his throat as the garment fell to the floor and revealed her glorious naked body. He stepped closer to her again, kissing her deeply and once more cupping her breasts.

Then he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the counter of her small shop. Dropping her down on it he pushed her legs apart and dived between them. Seconds later he was smearing his tongue across her pussy.

He took great pleasure in going down on her. He licked and kissed her lips and clit before lifting his hand to gently slip one finger inside of her. Soon the alchemist was rolling her hips back against his face at the expertise of his work and he knew she was going to climax. She cried out lustfully as she came, her green eyes rolling back at the pleasure that pulsed through her. When the orgasm passed she slumped back down onto the counter for a few moments then slowly pushed herself upright.

"That was amazing, Aramil. Thank you," she giggled. "But now I think it is time for you to fuck me."

"I think you're right," he agreed with a wink, stripping off clothes. Kerianas moaned at the sight of his hard member as it sprang free.

They were both naked now except for the the brown boots that Kerianas still had on. Aramil had to admit however that it was actually very hot the way she was still wearing the boots. Then he lined his cock up with her cunt and moments later he was buried inside her silken pussy.

He started to pump his hips at once though he made sure to keep the pace gentle. The blonde elf seemed to appreciate that and her moans were loud in the quiet shop. 

Suddenly he realised that Kerianas had not locked the door. It was possible that a customer might wander in at any moment. Not that Aramil cared - far more important to him was the way Kerianas looked and felt as he fucked her.

Her green eyes stared into his and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He enjoyed the passion of their sex and reached up to squeeze one of her big tits as his pace slowly increased. Soon her entire body rocked with his thrusts and her boots banged into his ass every time he pulled out. He could feel her body tensing and knew she was getting close to her release.

"I'm going to fucking come," the blonde elf moaned, staring at him with wide eyes. "Fuck me with your big cock!"

He sped up his thrusts, grabbing the alchemist's head and tugging her forwards for a frantic kiss as the moment neared. Her yelps of pleasure were muffled by his mouth but when he let go she pulled her head back and cried out in utter bliss.

"Aramil, yes! I'm coming so hard!" she shrieked.

Her pussy clamped down on his member and he enjoyed the feel of her incredibly powerful orgasm as her walls spasmed on his dick. Almost as much as he enjoyed his own pleasure when his creamy jizz exploded into her cunt. For a while they remained that way, rope after rope of his cum splattering against her sensitive walls. Both were lost to the ecstasy of their orgasms but eventually that pleasure began to fade. When it had done so, Aramil withdrew with a delighted sigh.

Kerianas quickly climbed from the counter and as Aramil dressed she took the fairy dust behind the curtain at the back of the store. She reemerged still naked and gave him a quick kiss and a pouch of gold coins, then hurried him out of the shop stating that she had work to do. But before he left, she made him promise that he'd come find her when she'd got set up in the capital.

"After all, there'll be more to celebrate, won't there?" she said with a naughty smile, then pushed him out of the door.

Aramil quickly tucked the gold coins into his pack, noting that though they were quite heavy he'd cope. He turned and set off for the main road. He wanted to see the city and that meant he needed to resume his journey.

Soon he was travelling again.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 06



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, wandered along the busy road with a smile on his face. He had a pouch full of gold and a head full of wonder at the world he was experiencing. He suspected that the good times would not always last so he wanted to make the most of this sense of adventure whilst he had it.

The day slowly stretched out before him but Aramil did not grow tired. He was excited about seeing the city. The town he had stopped in last night had seemed gigantic to him but Kerianas had said it was nothing compared to the city up ahead. He looked forward to it taking his breath away.

And as he approached it from a distance it most certainly did. He crested a hill and then realised he was looking down into the city, which sat alongside a river. Even from this far away he could see the castle that stood on a hill in the middle of the city. It was very imposing and Aramil guessed that the duke who lived there was very important. That would explain why his wedding was such a major event.

Slowly he made his way towards the city and by early afternoon he was standing at its front gate. The walls were made of stone and huge and Aramil felt as if he were entering a fortress. He strode past the guards at the front gates and soon found himself in a different world.

Numerous shops lined the cobbled streets and everywhere was a mass of people. He had never seen anything like it. It was full of strange sights and smells and sounds and he was almost overwhelmed by it all. He stood staring for a moment until he was bumped out of the way by a man carrying a sack of turnips, who glared at Aramil for standing in the middle of the road.

He really needed to stop doing that.

For the rest of the day he wandered the city, enjoying its sights. Around every corner there seemed to be something new that he had never seen before. There were all sorts of people hurrying about like dwarves and halflings and even one or two elves.

Eventually however the day started to lengthen and he realised he was hungry. He was also getting very horny and he grimaced when he realised this was the drawback of his magic cock. If he didn't do something about it soon he would start propositioning every woman he came across and he didn't want that, especially not in an unfamiliar town where he might get himself into serious trouble.

With that in mind he decided to find a tavern. Somewhere nice he could afford to rent a room. That way he could get something to eat and he'd also have somewhere private if his horniness got too much.

He approached a guard standing by a bridge and asked directions to the nearest tavern. The man was very helpful and gave him a list, recommending a particularly nice establishment with good prices that was not too far away. Aramil made his way there and found the advice to have been excellent as the tavern was lovely. The price was also very reasonable and soon he had rented a room and returned to the main hall.

He ordered some food and happily ate it as it arrived. It was very different to what he was used to since it was not elven cuisine but he knew he'd have to get accustomed to that. Humans tended to eat different foods and especially here in the city variety was limited. That said it was still a very tasty meal and he enjoyed it.

It was only when he had finished the meal that he realised the tavern had got really busy. He waited for a serving girl to come and collect his plate.

"What's going on?" he asked as the woman picked up his plate.

She smiled. "Dancer's gonna perform for us. Rare treat." She winked at him. "Might wanna get a better view, you're gonna like her."

Then the woman strode off and Aramil was left wondering what she meant. He stood up, finding that it was difficult to see the stage at the far end of the tavern which is where everyone was looking. He was tall but not overly so which meant he couldn't see over all the heads which were in the way.

Then he had a thought. As an elf he was exceedingly agile and he noticed a low beam that supported the ceiling. With a quick jump he grabbed hold of it and then in one smooth motion swung himself onto it so he had a perfect view of what was going on.

Moments later the room suddenly went very quiet and everyone focused on the stage. Aramil had to stifle a gasp as a young woman walked in. A few others were not as composed as Aramil though and he heard a few gasps from around the room.

The woman was absolutely stunning. She was probably about 5'9" and in her late-twenties, with wavy black hair that fell to the middle of her back and bright green eyes. She was wearing a long glittery blue skirt that fell all the way to the floor and then an extravagant top that revealed her midriff but was tight over her large breasts. An elaborate and expensive silver necklace with multiple layers completed the outfit.

Then the music started. Aramil did not know where it was coming from but it was beautiful. What was even more beautiful however was the way the woman started to move.

She started slowly but as the music grew louder her movements grew more energetic. It seemed to complement the music perfectly but what really took his breath away was the way colours seemed to swirl around her as she danced with the music. Clearly she was also an illusionist of some sort.

It was the most beautiful show Aramil had ever seen and he realised it was dragging out all the emotions in him. She was able to dance sadly, angrily, happily, even comically.

Finally, as the show seemed to be winding down, the woman started to move more sensually. The music grew erotic. She burst into a dance that was extremely passionate and arousing and Aramil's balls ached at the sight of it. His horniness had never abated when confronted with the sight of such a beautiful woman but this final dance almost pushed him over the edge.

She kept the performance up for a few minutes and then finally finished, bowing low and dancing off stage to rapturous applause. After she had gone Aramil decided to stay a little longer on the beam. For you see the eroticness of the dance had made him a little... uncomfortable.

In other words he did not want to climb down from the beam whilst he had a raging erection. Soon it had faded just about enough that no one would notice and he jumped down. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs when a woman emerged from a side door without looking and walked straight into him.

He quickly regained his balance and turned to her. Then his breath caught. It was the dancer!

She was wearing a shapeless grey shawl that covered her body entirely but he knew she was probably still wearing the dancing outfit beneath. His cock twitched at the sight of her.

"Sorry," he said hurriedly. "That was my fault."

The dancer seemed stunned to see him, then quickly composed herself. "Nonsense, I wasn't watching where I was going." She bit her lower lip and seemed to consider something for a moment, then held out her hand. "I am Cassandra."

Aramil took it, flinching inwardly. Her skin was so soft and she was so hot and it was all he could do not to just blurt out that he wanted to fuck her right there. His horniness was beginning to overwhelm him.

"I am Aramil," he said, bowing.

"Well, Aramil, what brings an elf here? Are you a traveller?"

He groaned under his breath. He really needed privacy to take care of his burgeoning erection. He nodded distractedly.

Cassandra looked concerned. "Are you alright? You seem flustered. Is there something on your mind?"

Aramil grimaced. Then his horniness flared and he couldn't control what he said next. "You are what's on my mind, Cassandra. Memories of your final dance, and fantasies of more."

He flinched inwardly when he realised with horror what he'd just blurted out. But to his great relief she did not shout at him. Instead a naughty smile settled on her face.

"You're not one for subtle flirtation, are you?" she teased. "But if we're being blunt about it, then you'll be pleased to know I feel the same way."

"You do?" he said, shocked.

"I noticed you watching me whilst I danced, Aramil," she said. "I enjoyed your gaze. It is not every day an extremely handsome young elf comes to watch my show. But dancing for you has left me worked up and in need of a release of my own."

He growled with desire. "Then perhaps we can help each other."

She smirked. "I certainly hope so. I know we have only just met but this is too serendipitous an opportunity to waste. You said your mind was full of fantasies about fucking me. Well, forgive my forwardness, but how about you take me upstairs and I'll let you have the real thing?"

Suddenly she was kissing him and he groaned and kissed her back. It was a brief moment of passion and then she pulled away, tugging him up the stairs.

He took the hint and soon he was unlocking his tavern door and stepping inside. Cassandra stared at him lustfully and he barely had time to shut the door before she was kissing him again.

He groaned as he wrapped his arms around her. Her hands were immediately on his armour and he let her peel it from his body. However when he went to remove her shawl she playfully slapped his hands away. Obviously she didn't want him undressing her.

Soon he was naked however and she broke the kiss to stare at him with lust in her green eyes. She grabbed his shoulders and led him to the bed, where she pushed him onto it. He sat upright and she stepped back, undoing the clasp of her shawl and letting it fall away.

She was still wearing her dancing outfit and it looked even more sexy close up. She grinned at Aramil.

"I would like to do one final dance for you, Aramil. To see the effect I'm having... first hand." She looked down at his cock and licked her lips, then met his gaze and winked.

She waved her hands and suddenly gentle music started. Then she began to move and Aramil could only watch. The dance quickly grew sensual, the air seeming to grow thick with incense and the colours swirling round her as she moved her hips in an extremely arousing fashion.

Her dance made him even hornier if that was possible and he felt his cock harden until it was at full mast. Given that it was precisely what Cassandra wanted however he didn't care, letting his member stand up proudly in plain sight. What made it hotter was that Cassandra barely broke eye contact with him, reinforcing that this erotic dance was for him and him alone.

Then Cassandra started to move closer and soon she was mere feet away. With a final flourish the dance finished and she smiled at him naughtily.

"Watching your cock get hard for me was... amazing," she whispered, clearly extremely turned on.

Then without another word she dropped to her knees and grasped his member. She leant forwards and sucked him into her mouth and he moaned loudly at the feeling. Soon she was bobbing her head and he enjoyed her efforts and the way she would sometimes pull off to lick down his sides. It was a sensational blowjob and her tongue and lips explored every inch of his cock. Eventually she stood back up and kissed him, pushing his shoulders as their tongues duelled.

Aramil took the hint and climbed further onto the bed. He watched on lustfully as Cassandra finally removed her clothes, leaving her totally naked except for her expensive silver necklace. Her figure was absolutely sensational and he was in heaven as she climbed onto the bed after him.

She grinned then hunched over his waist and continued the blowjob. Soon she was passionately bobbing her head on his dick once more. After another couple of minutes of pleasuring him with her mouth she pulled away again, straddling his waist and lining his cock up with her waiting pussy.

He enjoyed the way her green eyes rolled back as he slipped inside her almost as much as he enjoyed the feel of her hot cunt swallowing him up. She was sitting up straight and started to bounce her hips, the position sticking her chest out. Her tits practically called out to his hands and so he didn't want to disappoint them. He reached up and grasped the mounds, feeling the cold metal of the silver necklace against the back of his hands.

Soon she was bouncing her hips more energetically and Aramil delighted in the sight and feel of the black-haired beauty. After a few minutes he felt her body tensing and then with a scream of rapture she came all over his cock. He felt her pussy quivering and groaned at the feeling.

However Aramil wanted more and so when Cassandra slumped down on top of him in the aftermath of her orgasm he immediately started to thrust again. Her green eyes went wide and then rolled back and he felt his balls twitch as his hips hammered up into her. He wrapped his arms around her and threaded his fingers through her black hair, enjoying the way their bodies were pressed together and her big tits were squashed against his chest. Her silver necklace rattled against his chest.

"The gods, Aramil... you're going to make me come again..." she whispered with a stunned look on her beautiful face. Then she frantically kissed him and he fucked her harder for another minute or so.

And then she did come again. Her back arched and she shrieked out her pleasure as a second orgasm exploded inside her. Aramil grunted as he felt her cunt clamp down on him and thrust upwards one final time as his jizz burst from his dick and sprayed into her twitching tunnel. Their orgasms seemed to stretch out as pleasure overwhelmed them.

When at last the moment had passed Cassandra kissed him, then giggled and rolled from his body. Her green eyes were sparkling with delight in the aftermath of their fantastic sex.

Then she snuggled up next to him and settled down. Clearly she had no intention of heading back to her own tavern room tonight. As she did so, Aramil let his eyes explore her beautiful naked body. He didn't think he'd mind waking up next to the gorgeous dancer.

He didn't think he'd mind at all.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 07



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, woke to find the sun already streaming through the shutters of the tavern room window. He groaned in annoyance. He had wanted to get up early to resume exploring the city.

Then he smiled to himself when he remembered that there was a good reason to still be in bed at this hour - the gorgeous raven-haired beauty asleep next to him. Cassandra was a dancer who had performed at the tavern the night before, then dragged him upstairs and ridden his cock until she'd come so hard she couldn't think straight. More than once.

"Morning, Aramil," she said as her eyes fluttered open.

He grinned and leant forwards, gently kissing her in the early morning. She responded in kind and their tongues delicately danced, but quickly the passion grew. She wrapped her hands around his neck and he rolled on top of her as their kiss swiftly became more lustful.

Then Aramil broke it, instead started to kiss his way down the dancer's amazing body. The sheets came with him allowing the sun to bathe her figure in light and he delighted in it. He grasped her big tits, squeezing them and sucking her sensitive nipples into his mouth one after the other, then he went lower and traced his tongue over her stomach. Cassandra moaned as he reached her legs and pushed them apart and he could see the anticipation in her green eyes. Clearly she didn't mind being woken up this way.

He pressed his tongue against her pussy and ran it slowly upwards, delighting in the whimper of ecstasy his movements drew. Then he did it again but more quickly and soon he was exploring her delicate folds with his tongue. She moaned and sobbed in pleasure at his work and he brought a finger up, sliding it into her pussy whilst his tongue finally focused on her clit.

Soon she was rubbing her hips back against his face, her green eyes wide with pleasure, and after a few minutes she cried out as her orgasm hit. He could feel her cunt twitching on his probing finger and he slowly lapped at her clit as she rode out her powerful climax.

When he was done he lifted his head and climbed back up Cassandra's body. She grabbed his cheeks and pulled him in for a frantic kiss.

"That was amazing," she moaned. "But now I want you to fuck me."

Aramil grinned. "Then bend over."

Cassandra's eyes lit up with naughty amusement and she hurriedly twisted round onto all fours in front of him. Immediately he was behind her, one hand grasping her hips whilst the other fed his cock to her hungry cunt.

She moaned and pushed herself back against him as he slipped inside her and soon he was pumping rhythmically into her magnificent cunt. Her black hair was messy over her back and he held her hips firmly as his pace grew. It did not take long until the slapping of their hips was loud in the quiet room. The only other sounds were their loud moans and the creaking of the bed at their movements.

"What a wonderful way to wake up," Cassandra sobbed, her head lowering as her pleasure built.

Aramil grinned and fucked her harder. He could tell his efforts were having the desired effect by the way her body was tensing. His magic cock always made sure his partner got off and that didn't look like changing any time soon. His balls twitched and he knew he was going to come too so he voiced a warning as his member plowed into Cassandra's hot cunt.

Then the moment arrived for his stunning companion. With a cry she threw her head back and pushed her hips against Aramil's, her cunt spasming as her orgasm hit. He could tell she was coming exceptionally hard by the way her body jerked and that knowledge coupled with the feel of her amazing pussy was enough to push him over the edge. With a bellow of pleasure he thrust forwards and his spunk erupted from his dick to flood into Cassandra's womb.

Eventually their pleasure receded and he withdrew his spent cock from her, giving her ass a playful squeeze as he did so. She turned her head to him and grinned, rolling onto her back.

Then she slipped from the bed and started to dress. Aramil enjoyed watching her but soon she was wrapped in her grey shawl once more and ready to leave.

She came over to him with a naughty smile. "I should keep you around," she said. "Can you play an instrument?"

He shook his head. "Sadly I cannot."

"Too bad, we could have made a great team. I'd dance and you'd provide the music... and then after the show I'd suck your cock, and you'd fuck my brains out."

"Well, when do you leave the city? I might not be able to play an instrument, but we can always skip straight to the second part."

Cassandra grinned. "That's very true. I'm staying in the 'Six Horses' tavern. If you find yourself with a free evening then come visit me there. We'll put that little ritual into practice."

Then she kissed him quickly before slipping from the room. Aramil lay there in silence for a moment enjoying the afterglow of such excellent morning sex before he decided he too should get dressed.

He climbed from the bed and washed himself and then got dressed. Less than half an hour later he was out in the streets of the city and enjoying the sights.

The sun was up and it was mid-morning and the streets were full of people. There seemed to be an excited buzz in the air and as Aramil bought his breakfast from a merchant he asked him why. He was told it was because the big wedding was on tomorrow. Even though the commoners would not be invited to see the ceremony itself they would still be introduced to the new noble couple when they appeared on the balcony of the castle. It was the biggest event in months. Aramil thanked the man and moved on.

He wandered the streets all morning. There were so many odd shops and different sights and smells. He went to a market full of strange wares and spices that took his breath away and then found himself in a large park, which he was a very big fan of. It didn't compare to the wilderness but it was still a very nice idea to have a little bit of nature in the middle of such a big city. Aramil thought that if he ever ended up living in a city like this he would spend a lot of time in gardens and parks.

After that he wandered over to the river and the canals that came off it. Canals were something he could barely get his head around. They were man-made rivers and the amount of work that would take seemed staggering to him.

Soon however his wandering brought him to the foot of the castle. It was even larger up close and Aramil could scarcely believe a building of that size could ever be built. He thought some of the trees in his people's forest were large but they looked like twigs compared to the castle. He watched it for a while as dozens of people streamed in and out of the entrance. It was very busy but with the wedding approaching that was not surprising.

He wanted to see inside it but did not think that was very likely. The merchant he'd spoken to earlier had already told him that commoners were not allowed inside the castle and Aramil strongly suspected he would be considered a commoner. There were two well-armed guards standing either side of the gate and he knew he could not sneak past them.

After a few minutes he decided he had seen enough of the outside. He was just about to turn around and walk away when someone came to stand next to him and put their hand on his shoulder in a familiar way.

"It's nice to see you again, Aramil," they said.

He smiled as he turned his head and realised who it was. "Hello, Mira."

"I bet you've never seen anything like it, have you?" the blonde guard said, nodding towards the castle.

He took a quick moment to scan over her. She was beautiful, with piercing blue eyes and a gorgeous face framed with a parted bob of blonde hair. Her form-fitting leather armour revealed her gorgeous toned figure and pushed outwards with the swell of her large breasts. Of course what made it even better was that he had already seen Mira outside of that armour, nakedly screaming in pleasure whilst she came all over his magic cock.

Aramil tried to drag his mind back to reality and shook his head in answer to her question. "I haven't. It is a shame I can't see inside, because I think it would take my breath away."

"Want a quick tour?"

Aramil's eyes went wide in surprise. "You won't get in trouble?"

"Nope. The Aboun family just took most of their retinue down to the markets. I'm off-duty until they return. Plenty of time to show you around." She grabbed his arm and started to tug him towards the entrance. "Come on, let's go."

Aramil did not resist and Mira pulled him towards the gate. Soon he found himself in the main hall of the castle.

It was huge and incredibly impressive. The ceiling was high and expensive tapestries were on the walls. Then Mira took him through to the dining room which was being set up by dozens of servants. Again it was breathtaking in its size and luxury.

Aramil was surprised to see such opulence in the castle when the city itself seemed so normal. Indeed there were quite a few poor people in the city and Aramil couldn't understand why so much wealth was being hoarded here when there were people in the streets starving. Humans were strange, he decided. Strange and perhaps a little selfish.

Still that did not change how grand everything was. Mira showed him from one room to the next. They got a few strange looks but every time someone looked like they might say something they noticed he was with Mira and then moved on. Clearly being in the company of a senior guard was enough.

Soon they had wandered through the downstairs and Mira was leading him up a stone staircase. It opened onto a short corridor with doors off to each side and Aramil realised that they were in the barracks. Soldiers came and went from the rooms and he saw what was clearly an armoury.

Then they stopped in front of a wooden door. Mira turned to him with a smile.

"Here we are," she said as she opened the door.

"Where?"

She shot him a wink. "Why, my private quarters, of course."

Then she opened the door and stepped through. She glanced around then grabbed his tunic and pulled him in too. She slammed him up against the door with a wicked grin and pressed herself against him.

"You didn't think I was giving you a tour out of the goodness of my heart, did you?" she said with a wicked grin as one hand traced down his armour then started to unbuckle his belt. "This was just the easiest way of luring you into my bedroom."

Aramil groaned as her hand successfully undid his belt and then slipped into his now-loosened pants. The fingers wrapped around his cock and she smirked at him.

"Now, if you'd like to leave I can show you back out right now, but I still have some free time... and an idea of the perfect way to use it," she said sultrily, then slowly dropped to her knees and pulled his pants down.

Aramil gasped in pleasure as she suddenly leant forwards and sucked his cock into her mouth. She teased him to full hardness with her tongue and then pulled off to kiss down his sides. Soon he was slick with her saliva and she started to pump her fist on his shaft whilst she eagerly bobbed her head on his tip. It felt amazing and he stared down into her blue eyes.

He pulled off his armour as she worked on his dick and soon he was naked. After a few minutes of the blowjob Mira pulled off then stood back up. Aramil tugged her in for a kiss and then as their tongues duelled started to peel off her armour. Soon she was as naked as him and he reached between them to grasp her big tits then let his hands slide over her slender body.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and grasped his dick, using it to guide him towards the bed. She slid onto the bed and spread her legs and Aramil hurriedly went with her, still kissing her as he climbed on top of her and speared her needy cunt with his elven dick.

"You feel so good inside me," she moaned as he hilted in her pussy.

He grinned and rested there for a moment before starting to thrust. Her eyes went wide at the feeling and he kissed her again. Soon he was hammering his hips into her and the whole bed was shaking with the force of his thrusts. He enjoyed the way her breasts tickled his chest as they wobbled with the movements of their sex.

Mira sobbed out loudly in pleasure as he fucked her and soon she had wrapped her legs around his waist as if trying to pull him in further. He pushed himself up onto straight arms so that he could see her gorgeous face flushing as she got closer to orgasm. Her blonde bob which was normally so smart had started to get dishevelled in their passion and her blue eyes were filled with need.

"Fuck me with your big elven cock!" she cried. "Fuck me, Aramil!"

He did as he was told and fucked her harder. The guard loved every second and he could tell she was right on the edge of coming. Seconds later he was proven right as she let out a scream of pure bliss. Her orgasm burst inside her and his followed a heartbeat later, both their minds lost to pleasure as rope after rope of his hot cum sprayed into the sexy blonde's shivering depths.

When it was done he collapsed next to her on the bed. She grinned at him with delight and for a moment they just lay there.

Suddenly a bell went up in the castle and she sat bolt upright.

"Shit!" she said, leaping from the bed and hurriedly getting dressed. "They're back early from the market. I have to go."

Aramil realised she was talking about Lord and Lady Aboun and their two daughters. "What should I do?" he asked as Mira frantically dressed.

She finished lacing up her tunic and then she was ready and headed for the door. She turned back to him as she grasped the handle. "You'll have to wait here until I'm back. I'm sorry about that, but if you wander the castle alone you'll be arrested."

"How long will you be?"

She grimaced. "Probably five or six hours. Sorry!"

Then she was gone. Aramil lay there in stunned silence. Six hours cooped up in this room, having to hide? No chance.

He'd have to find another way out.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 08



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, creeped through the halls of the castle trying not to be seen. Earlier that day he'd been given a secret tour of the castle by Mira, but after they'd finished with a bout of passionate and energetic sex she'd suddenly had to go back on duty. He'd waited in her room for a few hours but it quickly grew too claustrophobic for him and he realised he needed to find another way out.

Mira had told him that he'd be arrested if he was spotted so he was doing his best to stay hidden. That was extremely difficult however because the impending wedding meant it was very busy. Finally he managed to get in sight of the main entrance but realised he couldn't reach it because there were too many people who would see him including the guards on the door.

Swearing to himself in annoyance, he backpedalled down the corridor into a place where it was quiet to gather his thoughts. Suddenly he had to shrink back as a servant carrying what looked like towels emerged into view. The man stopped opposite him and opened a door and Aramil saw stone steps behind it as the servant went down. He waited a few minutes and the man returned, this time without the towels.

When the servant was out of sight Aramil made a dash for the steps and slipped down them. He hoped it was some sort of washing area and there might be another exit. However what he found was very different.

He was in a large room beneath the castle. There were windows letting in plenty of natural light but they were very high up on the walls which suggested that the room was mostly underground. What really caught his eye though were the bathing pools, particularly the smallest one which steamed with hot water. It reminded him of the hot springs in the forests of his people.

Beside it two blankets had been laid out next to the towels the servant had been carrying. Clearly people were coming to bathe in it. Aramil did not want to get caught so he turned to leave but just as he did so the door opened again.

However, it was not the servant this time. Instead he heard two loud female voices, and he realised they were arguing with each other. As they fought he frantically looked around for somewhere to hide but realised with horror there wasn't anywhere.

"Fine, I'll bathe by myself!" one of the voices suddenly shouted. The door slammed shut and then there was silence except for the sound of footsteps on the stone staircase.

Aramil's breath caught as the woman descended into view. She was in her mid-twenties and about 5'7", with curly black hair that fell to her shoulders and warm brown eyes. A large black shawl was wrapped around her but he could still tell she had a lovely slender body with glorious big tits.

What really grabbed Aramil's attention however was her gorgeous dark skin which was the colour of rich chocolate. Aramil had never before seen such a beautiful skin tone. For you see, Aramil had grown up in a very small village of elves where everyone was fair-skinned. So this woman seemed extremely exotic to him and that made her even sexier in his eyes.

It was also clear that she was important. He did not think anyone but a noble of some sort would have permission to come down here.

The dark-skinned beauty's eyes narrowed as she noticed him. Her hands went to her hips. 

"Who are you?" she said angrily. "I was supposed to have these baths to myself!"

Aramil's mind raced. He did not want to get into trouble.

Suddenly he had an idea. "I'm a dignitary from the local elven clan and a guest of the wedding," he said with a bow, pleased with himself. "I came down here to bathe."

The woman glared at him. "Well I was told no one else had requested the use of the baths. Certainly not a man."

"Then perhaps there has been a mix up," he said.

The woman narrowed her eyes. A moment later she nodded, and Aramil breathed a silent sigh of relief.

"Alright, fine. But I'm not leaving," she said, looking tired. "I need this."

Then she pulled the shawl over her head and Aramil had to stifle a groan. Beneath it she had on a very short white bathrobe that revealed a hint of cleavage from her large breasts and left her long ebony legs bare. Other than the robe, he didn't think she was wearing anything else.

Suddenly she spoke, breaking his reverie. "Are you just going to stand there?"

He realised she was right. He needed to undress if he wanted to keep up the appearances of being a noble who had also come to bathe. He hurriedly stripped out of his clothes, trying not to be too embarrassed about being naked in front of a total stranger. 

However, that meant he was truly stuck now. He could no longer make an escape and would therefore actually have to follow through on his story.

With that in mind he padded to the edge of the pool as the woman folded her shawl. He dripped in a toe, then lowered himself into it. There was a ledge that ran around the pool about halfway down that could be sat on, so he did. The water was a gorgeous temperature and he could not help letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

Then the dark-skinned beauty straightened up and moved to stand at the edge of the pool. She met his eyes.

"So, now that you're comfortable, why don't you tell me the truth?" she said, her face hard. "I am Yulana Aboun, youngest daughter of Lord and Lady Aboun, and I have seen the guest list. There are no elven dignitaries on it. So who are you really?"

Aramil's eyes went wide when he realised what she'd said. The Abouns were the family Mira was guarding, and it was their eldest daughter who was marrying the duke! And so as her sister, it was no surprise that this woman had seen the guest list. She knew he was lying. He started to climb out of the pool quickly.

"I wouldn't try that," Yulana said, stopping him. "There are two guards on the door. They can be here within moments if I scream."

Aramil paused, then sank slowly back down into the water. He realised he might as well tell the truth. "My name is Aramil Liadon. I am an elf from the forests a few days' travel from here."

"And why are you in the castle?"

"I just wanted to see inside. I had never seen anything like it before. I thought I could sneak in and look around without being noticed." He smiled bashfully.

Yulana didn't say anything for a moment. She seemed to be considering his words. Then she sighed and shook her head. "I don't know why, but I believe you. Your story is too crazy to be made up; a real thief would invent something more realistic."

He started to stand. "So I can go?"

"Not a chance," she said. "How do you think it will look if people find out I was alone in here with you?"

He hadn't considered that. Once again he settled back in the water.

A moment's silence passed between them as she cocked her head and looked him up and down. It was clear she was thinking about something and then she smiled as if she had come to a decision.

"You know, this might turn out to be a stroke of good fortune after all," she said. "I need someone to talk to; someone who isn't invested in this wretched wedding. So who better than an elf that isn't even meant to be here?" She grinned. "How about this, Aramil: if you listen to me rant, I won't call the guards on you."

"I can't argue with that," Aramil said, relieved he wasn't about to be arrested.

She smiled warmly, before reaching for the knot to her robe. "Good. I'm glad I can finally bathe." Then she paused, meeting his gaze and smirking naughtily. "Try not to enjoy this too much, Aramil."

Then she let it fall away. Aramil had to bite back a groan. She was stunning. Her body was slender but curvy in all the right places, with a round ass and gorgeous big tits. He could not take his eyes off her.

"Hey, I told you not to enjoy yourself too much," she teased as she slipped into the water. Clearly she had cheered up at the prospect of someone she could talk to.

Soon she had lowered herself fully into the water. Aramil sat there in silence as Yulana let out a moan of relaxation and closed her eyes. He did not want to disturb her so he quietly enjoyed the feel of the water himself. Eventually she spoke again.

"So, about my problem. It's this wedding..."

Aramil listened as Yulana complained. It turned out that she was arguing with her family because she was against the idea of the wedding. She really didn't like the duke, mainly because she felt he was stealing away her sister. Already she barely saw her sibling and after the wedding she knew it would be even worse.

Aramil realised Yulana was jealous. It was quite apparent she was very close with her sister and they had always spent a lot of time together, but now her sister was spending time with her future husband instead. Like many friends in that position Yulana was feeling a little bit left out.

He suggested that perhaps Yulana needed to accept her sister moving away as part of life. But at the same time she did not need to be worried about losing her as a friend. She might see less of her but that was just something that happened. It did not mean their bond was broken.

Yulana met his gaze. "Curse the fates, but I think you're right," she said, realisation dawning on her beautiful face. "I'm just being jealous. Oh, what a child I've been." 

Then she sighed sadly, lowering herself further into the water. "Still, that doesn't make me feel any better. In my petulance I have not arranged a gift for them, and now it is too late. I've really fucked this whole thing up."

Suddenly Aramil had an idea. There was a tradition in elven weddings that he thought might be useful.

"Yulana, in elven weddings it is often the custom to gift entertainment to the new couple."

"Like a bard?" she said. "It's a good idea, but there is no way I will find anyone suitable in less than a day."

However Aramil had already thought of that. For you see Aramil was a very resourceful and creative young elf. Especially when it was a beautiful naked woman who wanted his help.

"I was in a tavern last night and there was a dancer who put on the most amazing show," he said. "She held the entire audience in awe. I am sure the wedding guests would find it just as spectacular as I did. Her name is Cassandra, and she's staying at the "Six Horses" tavern."

The dark-skinned beauty's eyes went wide at the suggestion and her face lit up. She sat bolt upright in excitement.

"Aramil, that is perfect!" she cried in delight. "Oh, Aramil, you've saved me! I will send out a messenger as soon as I am done here."

She regarded him a moment in sheer joy and relief. However as the moments passed that expression because a naughty smile. She reclined in the water and Aramil gasped as he felt her toes grazing his leg.

"However, it appears I am suddenly facing a new problem," she said, not breaking eye contact with him as her foot started to trace higher. "You see, I appear to have found myself naked in the castle baths alongside an elf. An elf I find extremely attractive, and to whom I owe an immense debt of gratitude."

He groaned as her foot found his cock, gently pressing against it. She started to use her sole to massage his member.

"And the thing is, I've just realised that I really want to fuck him. But I don't know if he wants to fuck me too..."

Aramil swallowed. "I think he does."

Then she pulled her foot away and slipped towards him in the water, settling onto his lap. She leaned down until their faces were only inches apart.

"Good," she whispered.

She kissed him. Aramil returned the motion and their tongues pushed into each other's mouths. The passion between them exploded and her hands moved to grasp his cheeks.

Suddenly the dark-skinned beauty pulled away, biting her lower lip. "Although, I should warn you of something."

"Oh?" he said, resisting the urge to tug her back down to continue their fervent kiss.

"The guards are only on the other side of that door. And, well... I'm a bit of a screamer," she grinned. "I can't help it. I just get noisy when I'm getting fucked."

"I guess I'll just have to keep your mouth busy," Aramil growled in response.

"Truly the most resourceful of elves," she said with a wink and then kissed him again.

Aramil slipped his hands between their bodies to fondle her large breasts as they kissed and he enjoyed the feel of the noblewoman pressed up against him. Her hand fluttered down to stroke his cock and soon he could take no more. He needed to taste her.

He wrapped his arms around her and stood up, bringing her with him and she grinned as he spun round and gently placed her on the edge of the baths. Placing his knee on the ledge he'd been sitting on he pushed her legs apart and dived between them.

"Oh gods..." Yulana moaned as he found her cunt and started to pleasure her with his tongue. She tasted wonderful and he enjoyed every second of eating her pussy. However he realised she hadn't been lying when she said she was noisy and as her pleasure grew so did her volume. Aramil stared up into her brown eyes and she gazed back at him with pure desire, her lips open as she moaned loudly.

Then he had an idea. As he found her clit and started to tease the sensitive bud he reached up with one hand to slip two fingers into her mouth, though he stopped off at the way to grasp one of her big tits. She grabbed his wrist and started to tease his fingers with her tongue and lips as if they were his cock. It had the desired effect of muffling her moans and Aramil was able to get back to focusing on bringing the dark-skinned beauty to orgasm.

A minute or so later she screamed out onto his hand, the sound deadened by his fingers in her mouth but he knew that she was coming hard. Her juices leaked around his mouth and she pressed her hips back against him as her body shivered.

He stood back up and kissed her whilst she smiled in the aftermath of her climax. Her tongue duelled with his and then suddenly her hands were on his shoulders, spinning him round. Aramil got the hint and moved to sit on the edge of the pool with his feet on the ledge.

Yulana twisted round and started to kiss down his body until she was now the one kneeling on the ledge in the pool. Aramil stared down into her brown eyes with lust as her lips parted and she sucked his cock into her mouth. It felt amazing as she eagerly bobbed her head but she did not do it for too long, only a minute or so.

Instead she started to kiss her way back up his body until she was pressed against him. She lifted her hips and took hold of his cock and angled it with her waiting cunt. Their eye contact did not break as she slowly sat down on his dick and Aramil groaned at the feel of her hot pussy swallowing up his member.

She rested there a moment with her eyes wide in wonder and then she grinned and started to move her hips. She was slow at first and Aramil just enjoyed the feel of the dark-skinned noblewoman riding him. He could not resist but reach up and toy with her big tits as she ground her hips back and forth on his lap.

Then he realised she was starting to get louder. Her face displayed her pleasure and he could tell that she knew she was being too noisy too but didn't want to stop fucking him. The same thought occurred to them both at the same time because suddenly Yulana leant forwards and kissed him passionately.

The new angle made it hard for her to move her hips so Aramil took over and started to thrust upwards into his gorgeous companion. The water sloshed around his ankles as he hammered his cock into her tight pussy and he could tell she was getting close. She was practically screaming into his mouth and he was grateful that their kiss muffled her sounds somewhat.

Suddenly her eyes went wide and she tried to pull away, a shriek torn from her lungs as her cunt clamped down on his dick in orgasm. He reacted immediately, holding her in place and keeping up their kiss even as his own climax hit and his jizz erupted into her spasming pussy. He held her close to him, keeping her lips pressed against his as they both rode out extremely powerful orgasms. Yulana's limbs thrashed as she came so hard she could barely think.

When it was done their kiss finally broke and she smiled at him with sparkling eyes. Slowly she lifted her hips so that his cock sprang free.

"You managed to keep me quiet," she grinned. "Very impressive. I'm quite sure I was being extremely noisy, too, given that no one has ever made me come like that before."

"I do my best," Aramil winked.

Yulana giggled and kissed him, then stood up and slipped back into her robe and shawl. "I better go. They'll start to wonder why I'm taking so long soon, which means they'll send a maid in and you'll be discovered. Don't get caught when you sneak out, Aramil." Then she blew him a kiss and headed up the stairs.

Aramil climbed out of the water and dried himself off, before getting back into his armour and starting to plan.

After all that, he still needed to find a way out.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 09



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, crouched behind a bush and looked out over the castle gardens. Night had fallen and he'd used the cover of darkness to slip out of the castle itself, but the gardens were crawling with guards too so it hadn't really helped. He was still stuck.

He sighed. No one could see him where he was but at the same time he wasn't any closer to making an escape. His mind raced as he tried to think of a way out.

There was only fifty feet between him and the wall at the edge of the garden. The ground in between was carpeted in beautiful flowers and shrubs but they were much too short for him to climb through or hide behind. He would easily be seen if he tried to make a break for it.

He sighed in annoyance.

"Aramil, why are you hiding in a bush?" a quiet voice suddenly said right beside him.

He jumped almost a foot in the air in panic. He frantically turned his head to the source of the sound only to find a tiny pink-haired woman with wings on her back sitting cross-legged on a thick branch within the bush. He could only see her because of the moonlight and his excellent elven eyesight.

"Symii, what are you doing here?" he said with relief when he realised that the voice didn't belong to a guard who had found him.

"I said I'd find you again, didn't I?" the fairy said with amusement in her voice. "But you haven't answered my question."

He sighed. "Because I'm not meant to be in these gardens, and now I can't get out without being seen. I'm trapped."

Symii giggled. "Well, maybe I can help. Close your eyes."

Aramil suddenly realised what she was implying. He wouldn't be spotted if he was only five inches tall! He nodded in agreement then closed his eyes.

That strange sensation came over him and he staggered a little, trying to get his balance. And then it was over and he opened his eyes. He gasped. Even though this had already happened once he did not think he would ever get used to it.

He felt absolutely tiny. Which of course he was. He was not much larger than five inches tall. The bush was a towering tree as big as any in the forests he'd called home and what had been a thick flowerbed in front of him now looked like impenetrable forest.

Symii fluttered down next to him, suddenly the right size for him. As always she looked beautiful with her slender body and huge tits and Aramil had to suppress the horniness that flooded through him at her presence. She was only slightly shorter than him now, appropriately in scale with him.

"So, shall we go?" she said with a grin.

Aramil nodded and the two of them set off. They picked their way through the bush, which seemed a maze of tangled roots and branches. He knew that they could stay hidden by travelling through the flowerbed.

However the distance that had been fifty feet now seemed like miles. Yet the moment they crossed the threshold into the undergrowth a familiar feeling came over Aramil. His eyes started to spot routes through the bushes that a normal person would not.

He could woodwalk!

"Symii, stick by my side," he said. "I'm going to woodwalk."

"Ooh, exciting," the sexy fairy said, taking his arm and pressing herself against him. Her huge tits squashed up against his arm and he bit back a groan of lust.

Then they set off. The bushes did not seem to pass any faster but Aramil knew they were travelling quickly. For his size, at least.

Seeing the world from this perspective put a whole new slant on things. The plants were huge and so were the insects and other wildlife that once seemed tiny. He felt like he had been transported into a different world.

But as they continued on through the forest of bushes and flowers Aramil's horniness grew. Being in the company of Symii wasn't helping matters. His balls ached with the desire to find release inside her sexy body. He couldn't help shooting lustful glances at her as they travelled through the undergrowth.

"Aramil, you need to focus on where we're going, not on me," she giggled, clearly noticing his glances. "Otherwise we'll never make it out of here."

"You're right. Sorry. It's just that you're so hot, Symii. I can't help it," he said.

She stopped and looked at him with a naughty smile. "Aramil, you'll get your chance to fuck me. Just not right now. But if it helps you concentrate, then maybe I can give you the next best thing..."

Suddenly she kissed him. He returned the kiss but just as quickly as it had started she broke it again, this time dropping to her knees. She unbuckled Aramil's belt and he looked down with lust as she hooked out his rapidly-hardening cock and sucked it between her lips.

He groaned at the feeling and gazed into her pink eyes as she started to eagerly suck his dick. She was very good at giving head and soon he was thrusting his hips in time with her efforts. His member was wet with her saliva and he could feel his balls tensing as she pleasured him with her lips, tongue and hands.

A few minutes later he realised he was close to coming. He voiced a warning and that only seemed to make Symii suck him harder. He grabbed a fistful of her pink hair and with a cry of pure pleasure he came.

His spunk erupted from his cock and sprayed into the fairy's mouth. She stroked his cock as his orgasm shivered through him, milking him of his jizz and collecting it on her tongue. When he was finally done she pulled her head from his dick with a naughty sparkle in her pink eyes. She met his gaze and then very deliberately swallowed down his seed.

Then she pushed herself to her feet, gave him a kiss on the cheek with a giggle and took his arm again. "Let's carry on, shall we?" she said.

Aramil nodded, still in a slight daze from receiving such an expert blowjob. But soon he was mind was focused back on the task at hand now that his lust had been sated temporarily.

After another twenty minutes they were staring up at the castle walls. They had covered a lot of ground in very little time and once again Aramil was thankful for his elven ability to woodwalk. Symii smiled and then took to her wings, trying to find a way through.

She returned a few minutes later. She had found a small drainage channel in the base of the wall, which fed the stream that ran through the flowerbed. They had passed close to the stream a few times already and it had seemed like a river but at least it was a fairly slow moving one.

Aramil followed her directions and then came across the channel. A small tunnel about a foot across was cut into the bottom of the wall with a metal grate at either end. He knew he could easily fit through the grate - it was just a matter of swimming.

He took a moment to collect himself, then dived in.

He came up gasping. The water was icy cold. But it was no worse than the many rivers of the forest he grew up in. He gritted his teeth and started to swim for the grate. Symii fluttered along above him.

Luckily the water was quite slow moving so it was not too difficult. Soon he came to the grate, where he pulled himself up onto one of the metal ledges and waited a moment to recover. Then he moved into the tunnel and fought his way upstream.

After another five minutes he passed through the second gate and clambered out of the drainage channel. He was out of the castle!

Suddenly Symii landed next to him. She was grinning.

"You did it," she said. "Now close your eyes."

Aramil did and that familiar feeling washed over him. When he opened his eyes again he was full-sized once more. He shivered with the cold and clambered to his feet.

Symii came up and hovered in front of his face "You should head back to your inn. I'll meet you there."

He nodded and hurried through the town, dripping wet. He wondered how Symii would find his tavern but then remembered that she'd already found him once using magic so it probably wouldn't be hard for her to do so again.

The city was very empty just before dawn except for a few traders looking to get an early start with their stalls and shops. They did not get in Aramil's way however and soon he was back outside his tavern.

He pushed open the door, thankful that it hadn't been locked and smiled at the guard gazing out at him from next to the bar. The man recognised Aramil and just nodded back. Aramil was grateful he didn't ask him why he was soaking wet.

He rushed up to his room, delighted that he had finally made it out of the castle and done so without being caught. He pushed open the door and stepped through. Then he gasped.

Symii was sitting on the edge of his bed.

And she was human-sized.

"Hello," the beautiful pink-haired fairy said, standing up and seductively sauntering towards him.

"Symii you're... you're my size," he said, stunned.

She smiled naughtily as she reached him. "Well spotted, Aramil. I told you size-changing magic was a fairy's speciality, didn't I? That includes my own size. I decided it was my turn to experience a new perspective on things."

Then she was kissing him and he kissed her back passionately. His hands roved over her body until she suddenly broke the kiss and grinned wickedly.

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes," she murmured sultrily and immediately her hands were on his armour.

Aramil did not stop her stripping him naked and soon he was totally nude in front of her. She grinned, kissing him again before turning him around and pushing him roughly onto the bed. Moments later the sexy fairy had climbed on after him and their kiss was renewed with even more vigour.

He reached out to undo the knot that held her dress over her chest. She did not stop him pulling it loose and it fell away, revealing her huge tits dangling down. He tried to grasp them but she suddenly twisted away to instead hunch over his waist. Clearly she had another thought in mind.

He groaned as she took him into her mouth for the second time that night. Once more her lips and tongue did amazing things to his dick and he pushed her dress up to reveal her ass as she bobbed her head. Her pink hair was messy over her back, and her wings twitched.

After a few minutes she pulled away then sat up and hooked her fingers beneath her dress, which was bunched around her waist. She guided it down her legs then kicked it off entirely, leaving her as naked as him. Then as Aramil watched she twisted round onto all fours.

He did not need to be told what to do as she turned her head to smirk back at him. He was quickly kneeling behind her, easing his cock into her tight cunt. She moaned and pushed back against him. Her pussy felt amazing and it did not take long before he was thrusting passionately into the stunning fairy.

She moaned loudly, her back arching as he fucked her. Her wings twitched with pleasure and he reached out to touch them. Symii didn't seem to mind and he enjoyed how delicate they felt beneath his fingers. They practically vibrated as he fucked her.

Then he leaned forwards, his hip a blur as he fucked her harder and harder. Her huge tits swung beneath her and he could no longer resist reaching round to grasp them, feeling his fingers sink into the soft flesh whilst her hard nipples pressed into his palms.

"I'm going to come so hard, Aramil!" she whined and he didn't let up. He wanted to make the busty fairy come. It was the least she deserved for all the help she'd given him.

And so he was delighted when he got his wish. With a scream of rapture Symii's orgasm arrived, and her pink eyes went wide as she threw her head back. He held her huge tits as her body jerked and shivered, lost in the throes of an extremely powerful climax. The feel and sight of her pushed him over the edge too and with a grunt of his own he joined her in release. His cream spilled into her eager snatch as they rode out their orgasms together.

When it was finally finished Symii slumped forwards face first into the bedsheets and then lay there a moment, catching her breath. Aramil collapsed next to her and they shared a breathless grin.

After a while Symii pushed herself upright and climbed from the bed. She got dressed again and then smiled at him, leaning forwards to give him a lingering kiss. Then she broke the kiss and suddenly she was shrinking. Seconds later she was back to her normal tiny size and she came to hover in front of Aramil's face.

"That was a fun little adventure, with a very happy ending," she said with a cheeky wink. "But now I should go and you should sleep."

"Will I see you again?" he asked, hoping this wasn't the end of their friendship.

"Oh yes, definitely," she giggled. "You're much too fun to abandon. But just remember, next time it'll be your turn to change size again."

Then she gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek and darted through the open window.

Aramil collapsed back onto the bed with a contented sigh. The first rays of dawn were already creeping into the tavern room and he hadn't had a wink of sleep. It was time to rest.

He was asleep within moments.



Aramil and the Journey Ch. 10



Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, woke up and realised it was past midday. The afternoon sun bathed his rented room with light and the city was loud outside his window. He wasn't entirely shocked by this however - after all, he had gone to bed at dawn.

More unexpected to him was the reason for his waking up. It appeared that a beautiful blonde woman was sucking his cock.

He was surprisingly unfazed by this.

"Hello, Mira," he said.

"Good afternoon," the busty guard replied, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "It's a relief to see you safe."

He smiled bashfully when he realised what she was talking about. "I'm sorry about disappearing yesterday."

"Don't be," she said around a mouthful of his dick. "I felt guilty about abandoning you anyway. I'm just glad you weren't caught."

A moment's silence passed between them whilst the busty guard expertly pleasured his cock. Well, silence apart from Aramil's groans and Mira's wet slurping.

Suddenly she pulled her face from his member. "I'm letting myself get distracted by your cock," she laughed. "And I shouldn't. Not when I have an important message to deliver."

"You do?"

"You've been invited to today's big wedding, Aramil. Lady Yulana wants you to be one of her private guests."

He sat bolt upright. He had not been expecting that.

"I have?" he said, shocked. "When does it start?"

"In an hour," Mira chuckled. "So you should probably get ready. But I need to finish what I started first..."

She pushed him down flat again and once more sucked his cock into her mouth. Her head immediately began to bounce on his member and he sighed and moaned in pleasure at her work, threading his fingers through her blonde hair. Even though he knew time was short there was no way he was going to ask her to stop. She was an expert in giving head and he loved it.

After a few minutes she pulled away. She bit her lip naughtily. "You know, I don't think anyone will notice if we're a little late returning to the castle."

Aramil watched on in lust as she climbed from the bed and unlaced her armoured tunic and bodice and peeled them from her body. Her big tits spilled free and then she loosened her pants and wiggled out of them. She was now totally naked and moments later she climbed back onto the bed, this time straddling his waist.

Then she sat down on his cock and her blue eyes rolled back as he slipped inside her hot pussy. She moaned loudly and took him in as far as he would go. Her eyes refocused on his and she grinned wickedly before starting to roll her hips back and forth.

He reached up to grasp her large breasts as she did so, giving them a quick squeeze before letting his palms wander over her body. She began riding him faster and faster and over the next few minutes he could feel her body tensing.

Then he could take no more and he reached up, dragging her down for a passionate kiss. At the same time he started to thrust into her tight body, enjoying the way she shrieked with pleasure into his mouth even as their tongues battled. Her big tits grazed his chest as they wobbled with his thrusts and he felt his balls twitch.

"Aramil, I'm coming!" Mira suddenly screamed, pushing herself more upright as her eyes glazed. He felt her body twitch and her juices leaked around his hammering cock. His magic cock never failed to get a woman off and then moments later he joined her, his cream flooding into her spasming cunt.

When at last their orgasms faded Mira climbed from the bed with a giggle and quickly got dressed again. Aramil washed himself before digging out the smartest clothes he had - elaborate elven garments designed for ceremonies. Mira looked suitably impressed when he was ready so he assumed they were acceptable. Then she took his arm and led him out of the tavern. 

Soon they came to the castle where bells were sounding loudly. She quickly led him through to the Great Hall.

"Just in time," she said with a smile. "Enjoy yourself in there, Aramil."

"You're not coming?"

"I'm on duty all evening. That's why I needed to have my fun with you before we left," she winked.

Aramil was quickly shown to his seat. A few minutes later it started and he found the ceremony fascinating. He could tell that a lot of the people around him were slightly bored because it went on for so long but Aramil was interested by all the customs. It was very different to a wedding amongst his people. There was a lot more extravagance here and a lot more speeches.

About an hour later the duke and Yulana's sister were married. He was a tall man with bright red hair and she was a dark-skinned beauty like her sister. They made a very sweet couple and Aramil wished them all the best.

Then he caught sight of Yulana and he smiled. She seemed genuinely delighted for her sister and he wondered if their talk in the baths the day before had helped. Given that she had invited him as a guest, he guessed it had and that this was her way of saying thank you.

After a while the man in charge of the ceremonies said something and everyone stood up to clap. Aramil realised it was over. The hall started to empty and Aramil went with them. He was pleased and interested to have seen a human wedding.

Suddenly he realised Yulana was waiting for him. She smiled and took his arm. She looked amazing, with a long blue gown that hugged her figure beautifully and her curly black hair worn up in a very attractive and fashionable style.

"Aramil, I'm so glad you could come," she said as they started to walk together. "Inviting you was the least I could do after all your help yesterday."

They chatted about the ceremony and Aramil could not keep his eyes off her. His lust burned at how good she looked. Soon however they came to a large dining room with numerous tables laid out. Yulana stopped walking and smiled at him.

"I must return to my family. But please, stay and enjoy yourself," she said. Then she leaned forwards to whisper in his ear. "I'll find you again when the evening is over. We can pick up from where we left off in the baths." She shot him a naughty wink, then slipped away.

The evening was a blur of entertainment. First there was a large meal and then they were shown into a hall where an orchestra played and drinks were served. Aramil did not drink anything alcoholic but still had a very good time. However after a few hours the orchestra went silent and then Aramil noticed the servants were going around putting out the candles to make the room dark.

He wondered if that was the sign that the celebrations were over when suddenly the orchestra picked up again and magical lights started to flicker around the stage. He gasped as a familiar figure danced into view. It was Cassandra!

She was wearing an elaborate dancing outfit with a long glittery gold skirt and tight gold top that left her midriff bare. Her long black hair was loose to the middle of her back. She looked absolutely stunning. 

Her performance was just as spectacular. The orchestra complemented her dances perfectly and her illusions were a swirl of light and colour around her. The entire audience were utterly enraptured, including the duke and his wife. Aramil was pleased that Yulana's gift was being so well-received. It had been his suggestion, after all.

When the show finally finished twenty minutes later everyone erupted in cheers and Aramil was delighted at how well it had gone. Cassandra bowed and slipped off the stage. A few moments later the crowd started to thin and Aramil realised the evening was over.

Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to find Cassandra smiling at him. She was still wearing her dancing outfit but now had a small green shawl around her shoulders.

"Aramil! I didn't know you'd be here, " she beamed.

He laughed. "Neither did I until a few hours ago. I was only invited this afternoon."

"Well, you can give me an honest opinion. How was my performance?"

"It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen," he replied truthfully.

She giggled and swatted his chest. "You're just trying to flatter me," she teased. Then she smiled seductively. "Well, it's worked. Shall we leave together? My tavern room isn't far from here..."

Aramil bit back a groan at her words. He would have liked nothing more than to accompany Cassandra back to her inn and fill her with his spunk, but he was also looking forward to fucking Yulana and it was the noblewoman whom he had promised to spend the night with.

"I'm sorry, Cassandra," he said. "I already have plans this evening with someone."

"Ah, I understand," Cassandra said, obviously disappointed. "It was foolish of me to think that a gorgeous elf like you wouldn't be in demand." Then she smiled. "Can I at least ask who it is so I can be suitably jealous?"

"That would be me," Yulana said and Aramil realised that the noblewoman had come up to stand next to them. She must have overheard a good amount of what they were saying.

Cassandra curtseyed to the dark-skinned beauty then turned back to Aramil. "Well, I can hardly blame you for your choice," she grinned. "I will leave the two of you in peace."

Suddenly Yulana reached out and took her hand. "Wait a moment please, Miss Cassandra. Your performance this evening was a gift to my sister and her new husband, and you were everything I could have hoped for and more. I would like to thank you for that." She looked the dancer up and down with a sultry smile. "And so whilst I may not be willing to give up Aramil's company tonight, I am very willing to share it with you."

Cassandra's green eyes went wide with surprise. "What are you suggesting, my lady?"

The dark-skinned beauty stepped close to Cassandra, her voice dropping to a murmur. "I simply believe that such an extravagant evening deserves an equally luxurious end. Aramil and I are heading upstairs to continue these celebrations privately. Why don't you join us?"

Cassandra bit her lower lip and grinned naughtily at Yulana. Aramil's magic cock twitched at the salacious sparkle in her green eyes.

"I think I would be a fool to turn down such an enticing offer."

"Excellent," Yulana purred. "Then follow me."

The noblewoman grabbed both of their hands and led them out of the main hall. It did not take long before they were alone in her bedchambers. After she shut the door there was a brief moment of silent anticipation as everyone looked forward to what was about to happen.

Then Yulana stepped forwards and kissed Aramil. He could feel her big tits pressed up against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her to hold her tight to him. His hands moved to undo her blue dress when he suddenly realised that Cassandra was already doing it. 

Yulana smirked and stepped back, kicking off her shoes and wiggling out of the now-loosened gown, leaving her naked. She undid her hair, letting the black curls tumble down over her shoulders, before grabbing Cassandra and kissing her passionately. The dancer returned the kiss just as lustfully.

The noblewoman started to peel off Cassandra's clothes as they kissed and soon the dancer was naked too. Aramil revelled in the sight of the two beautiful women nakedly making out and exploring each other's bodies with their hands.

Suddenly the kiss between the two women broke and they turned their heads in unison to gaze at him with hunger. Immediately Yulana was kissing him again and he felt her fingers on his shirt whilst Cassandra reached down to undo his pants. 

Between them they undressed him very quickly and before he could even get his bearings he had been shoved onto the huge bed in the middle of the room. The two women climbed on after him and as Yulana reinitiated their kiss, Cassandra hunched over his waist and sucked his cock into her mouth.

He groaned at the feeling and stared down into Cassandra's green eyes with lust. The raven-haired beauty smiled back with a mouthful of his cock and then started to bob her head. It felt amazing and she really knew how to use her lips and tongue to achieve maximum pleasure.

Yulana pushed herself up onto her haunches and watched Cassandra working on Aramil's dick and he could tell that she was enjoying the sight too. Then she turned to him with a wicked grin and threw a leg over his chest. When she lifted her hips Aramil knew what it was she wanted and he wrapped his arms around her waist to tug her cunt down onto his face.

She moaned loudly as he pressed his tongue against her folds. Immediately he set about teasing her sensitive pussy, letting himself taste every inch. He let go of her waist with one hand to instead reach up and grasp one of her dangling tits, enjoying its weight in his hand. Her brown eyes stared down at him with hunger and that only drove his efforts on further.

Meanwhile Cassandra had not let up with her efforts on his member. He groaned in pleasure as the busty dancer's tongue swirled around his cock. The blowjob was luxurious and amazing but also deliberately slow enough that Aramil was not at risk of coming - instead he could just enjoy the feeling without worrying about finishing too soon.

On the other hand Yulana was getting closer and closer to her orgasm. She was rubbing her hips against Aramil's face and a few moments later the dark-skinned noblewoman threw her head back with a rapturous scream. Her juices leaked around his face and her body shivered as a powerful orgasm ripped through it.

When she was done she climbed off his face and kissed him before reaching down and pulling Cassandra away from Aramil's member. The dancer continued pumping her fist on his cock even as Yulana kissed her. At last her grip was broken as Yulana rolled her onto her back, before starting to trace her tongue down the dancer's body. Cassandra's eyes went wide as the noblewoman's tongue reached her pussy and pressed against her sensitive folds.

Aramil simply enjoyed the sight for a moment as Yulana eagerly devoured Cassandra's cunt. Yet he knew he wanted more and the way Yulana was hunched over on all fours in order to eat Cassandra's pussy called out to him.

With that in mind he shifted, quickly coming to kneel behind Yulana. Her body looked amazing and he reached out to stroke his hands down her back and then squeeze her ass. She wiggled her hips at him without lifting her head from their companion's pussy and he knew she was giving him permission to go further.

He grasped his member and aimed it with her waiting cunt. He enjoyed the loud sob of rapture that escaped her lungs as he pushed inwards and when he was fully inside her tight pussy he started to gently thrust. He didn't go too fast however because he didn't want to distract Yulana from her work.

It seemed she was good at eating pussy, at least from the way Cassandra was rubbing her hips back against Yulana's face. The dancer was flushed and panting and it did not surprise Aramil when moments later her back arched and she screamed out in ecstasy. Clearly she was coming hard and he enjoyed the sight of her orgasm even as he continued slowly fucking Yulana.

After her climax had passed Cassandra slumped back onto the bedsheets. Aramil immediately started to pick up the pace. Now it was Yulana's turn to come.

The dark-skinned beauty moaned and pushed her hips back against him as he did so. She turned her face to him, her brown eyes wide, and soon he was hammering his cock into her hungry snatch. Her big tits swayed beneath her as he fucked her from behind but Aramil did not want to disrupt his rhythm by reaching forward to grasp them. Luckily, Cassandra seemed to read his mind and she sat upright to take hold of the dangling globes instead, giving them the attention they deserved.

Yulana was definitely living up to her reputation as a screamer, too. Her shrieks of pleasure filled the room but unlike in the baths Aramil did not feel the need to try to keep her quiet. Soon her screams were even louder and he could feel her body tensing. He knew she was going to come all over his magic cock.

"Yes, Aramil! I'm... I'm coming!" she howled and he felt her pussy clamp down on his member as her orgasm hit her. Her brown eyes rolled back and she whimpered in pure rapture as her body twitched. It was an incredibly powerful orgasm but he did not expect anything less.

Eventually the climax faded and Yulana slumped forwards. Cassandra kissed her gently, letting the noblewoman recover from her orgasm, and they simply made out for a while. Aramil watched on in delight until eventually Yulana broke the kiss to stare at Aramil with a wicked grin. She rolled off Cassandra then reached between the dancer's legs to spread her pussy apart.

"Aramil, I think it's time Cassandra had that magnificent cock of yours inside her, don't you?"

Aramil chuckled. "I think you're right."

Then he moved forwards, positioning himself above Cassandra, who just stared up at him with lust and wonder in her eyes. Soon he had speared her cunt with his member and she moaned loudly, biting her lower lip as she tried to meet his thrusts with her own movements.

"That's so hot," Yulana breathed as Aramil fucked Cassandra, holding himself above the raven-haired beauty.

The dancer wrapped her legs around his waist and tugged him in for a kiss. He didn't stop her and instead returned the kiss, enjoying the way it crushed their bodies together. Her big tits were squashed against his chest and he thrust harder and harder as her moans got louder and louder.

When he broke the kiss he noticed that Yulana was eagerly watching them. The dark-skinned beauty met his gaze with a naughty smile and he realised that she was playing with herself.

Meanwhile Aramil could feel Cassandra's pussy tensing. She wasn't far away but neither was he. All this fucking had made his balls ache and they were desperate to unleash their spunk into Cassandra's very willing cunt. He voiced a warning.

"Yes, come inside me!" Cassandra sobbed. "Fill my pussy!"

He did as she asked. With a bellow of pleasure he thrust forward, his seed exploding from his magic cock, hosing down her tunnel. At the same time her own orgasm hit and she suddenly jerked, her limbs spasming as the titanic climax overwhelmed her. They were both coming extremely hard.

It took a long time for their twin releases to pass, but when they finally did he withdrew from the dancer with a low groan. Next to them, Yulana shivered faintly and Aramil realised she had masturbated herself to another orgasm. She grinned and snuggled up next to Cassandra.

Aramil took a moment to enjoy the sight of the two beautiful women pressed up against one another. It seemed a fitting conclusion to his first adventure in human lands. He'd only just left the forest and he'd already had more fun than he could possibly have imagined. Things were looking good for the future.

They were looking very good indeed.

THE END