FSE

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Commissioned by Elriclite

All characters are fictional.

All characters depicted in sexual acts are over the age of 18.

By WithFurvor

Prologue

"Ameri!! I have never felt such pleasure!" Shouted the elf, her massive breasts heaving and swinging in the open air. She bounced on top of the enormous shaft of the slightly younger looking woman underneath her. Her own granddaughter looked back up at her with a dispassionate gaze. Their elvish beauty somewhat hid the difference in their age but the elders raunchy declarations made clear their relation to the many onlookers- most of whom were other members of her family anyway.

Amerilia ran her hand up her grandmother's soft thigh, looking up at her swinging hair and hanging breasts. She used her free hand to reach up and roughly grab the elder elf by the throat, pulling her face down to meet her own. As Amerilia humped up in to the forbidden passages of her mother's mother, she pushed her lips forward and kissed the woman.

Their tongues met eagerly, the older woman accepting her granddaughter's tongue in to her mouth with a crazed vigor. Her eyes closed tightly as she savored the sensation, a shiver running down her spine. Amerilia moved her hand from her grandmother's thigh, around to her rear and squeezed the supple cheek there. Grasping, she pulled one cheek apart from the other and then released her grip and the taught skin jiggled back in to place.

'Smack!'

Amerilia spanked where her hand had been, causing a sound like a yip from her grandmother and leaving a red hand print on the older elf's smooth white skin. The older woman had Amerilia's length hilted inside of her, circling on her seat in the younger's lap to stir up her insides. Amerilia's massive length stretched her grandmother and drew from her increasingly louder moans and whines of ecstasy.

The females of their family laid on soft pillows around the pair, looking on with lewd grins and rubbing their soaked loins. The rest who were there were members of the village, but all too were staring as if entranced while they touched, stroked, and fingered themselves. Amerilia looked out at the crowd, lit by gently burning torches, as her grandmother continued to please her. She saw her sister, mother, her aunts and neighbors- all lost in a debased state of furious passion. Then she looked back to her grandmother, stopping her.

"Turn around." Said Amerilia. "I want to look at your ass when I dump my cum in to you."

"Of course dear!" Said her grandmother, all reason gone from her head like the others. She raised herself slightly, being careful not to let the sensitive head of Amerilia's shaft exit her. Then carefully she lifted her leg to maneuver around her granddaughter's torso, within moments she was facing the opposite direction. She returned to her task of fervently bouncing her hips and sliding up and down on Amerilia's shaft.

Amerilia groaned out, looking at her grandmother's luscious ass and bouncing hair. She gripped the older woman's hips, pulling them down harder each time her grandmother rose up and creating a smacking sound that could barely be heard of the sounds of rising moans around them. She could feel precum leaking from the tip of her cock at an increasing rate, and felt her orgasm building. She bit her bottom lip, holding off the gratification for as long as she could.

As her pleasure rose she pushed her grandmother forward, forcing her over until she was on her knees and her face was on the ground. Amerilia bore down on her and pounded in to her, relishing the way her inner walls spasmed and gripped at her length as though coaxing the oncoming orgasmic eruption. All the while her grandmother drooled on the floor, her heavy breasts pressed as tightly against the wood as her face was. Her body yearned for her granddaughter's seed.

"Give it to me!" shouted the older elf. "My body is yours to use, cum inside of me!"

"You really want it you old bitch?" Said Amerilia with a sneer. Then in a quick succession of motions she raised her hand up and brought it back down harshly, planting three swift spanks to her gradnmother's rear.

"Yes!" she moaned, her backside tingling with a pain that only heightened her pleasure. "Give it all to me, please!"

Amerilia grinned and gripped the older elf's hips, thrusting in to her with the intention to give her exactly what she was asking for. Her muscles tensed, her back arched, and she pushed her cock in to her grandmother's taught entrance with as much force as she could muster. Finally, as waves of pleasure whited out her vision the first of her hot seed shot voraciously in to the older elf.

"Yessss!" Amerilia's grandmother let out a low moan as her body welcomed the younger elf's cum, her knees slid along the floor as her legs instinctively spread just a little more. All of the family watched as their matriarch laid submissive to Amerilia, not moving until every single drop was inside of her.

"This is what all of you are." Said Amerilia loudly, pulling her half limp cock out of her grandmother and looking at the white seed that flowed out of her pussy in a mess.

"Perfect warm vessels for my seed, and my children."

The group moaned and whined their approval while they touched their aching loins, looking up at the pair with lust glazed eyes. As she stood there, dominant before her kin and over her grandmother, she smiled and her mind began to wonder back to the day that she started her journey. When she left home, a naive and trusting soul- and long before she returned as this domineering figure.

Chapter 1

"Ameri?" Said her grandmother. "Make sure you pack some nice warm clothes dear, I hear it can get very cold in the city."

"Yes dear." Said her mother, nodding in agreement. "I've been there a couple times and though it isn't much farther north it can get extremely cold in the winter."

"Yes." The grandmother agreed, nodding back in turn. "We need you nice and unfrostbitten so you can return safely to see your sister's wedding."

"My goodness how you dote and fluster over me." Said Amerilia with a grin. She was busy loading her meager luggage in to a small carriage which was to be lead by a singular, but strong, horse. Once her luggage was loaded in she walked over to the horse and from within her dress she produced an apple, holding it out for the horse to eat.

"Mother tell me again what the city is like." Said Amerilia as the horse munched away.

"There is nothing I can say that I haven't said already." Said her mother. "It is a scummy place, and if we did not need you to go find work I would not have you go there."

"I'm going there of my own free will, mother." Countered Amerilia.

"You should know better than to argue with her mother, she's too stubborn." Said a familiar voice. Amerilia turned to see her sister walking up hand in hand with her wife-to-be. They were the very picture of beauty; radiant and soft, with blonde hair and lean figures. The wife-to-be, Dandi, carried a small wicker basket covered with a checkered cloth.

"Ami, Dandi!" Said Amerilia smiling at the pair. Amistella and Dandi had previously resolved to stay inside, as it made Amistella a bit crestfallen to watch her sister leave. But now here they were.

"Why'd you change your mind?" Said Amerilia to her sister. "Not that I'm unhappy to see you out here."

"Dandi insisted." Said Amistella, rolling her eyes. Next to her, Dandi blushed.

"I worry that the city might be dangerous." Said Dandi breaking her hold on her fiance's hand to hold the basket up in both of her own. She presented it to Amerilia.

"We have nothing we can offer you to help ward that danger." She continued. "So we have brought you something to savor and make your life more bright upon your arrival."

"I have no doubt that I will need it." Said Amerilia, taking the basket with a smile. "Especially being apart from the brightness of your company."

"The wine is a special vintage," mentioned Amistella. "Our great grand father bottled it, a very long time ago. There's also fine cheeses, fresh bread, and a few sweets. It will be a sweet and warm way for you to settle in to whatever home you find."

"Thank you both so much." Said Amerilia, turning to stow the basket safely inside the carriage behind her. When she turned back around her family stood there smiling, awaiting her imminent departure. Something dropped in her heart to see them there, knowing that she would be unable to see them tomorrow. She walked up to her mother and hugged her neck, wrapping her arms tightly around the older elf. She felt a teardrop wet her cheek, and she was uncertain if it belonged to her or her mother.

"Go safely on your journey." She said quietly, looking her daughter in the eyes. "I wish we could have afforded you a guard, or even a driver..."

"Worry not mother," Said Amerilia. "I will be most careful. Goodbye to you all, and all my love to you."

And with that she climbed atop the carriage and grabbed up the reigns in her slender hands. She made three clicking noises with her tongue and whipped the reigns lightly, setting the horse in motion. As it trotted forward the carriage gave a jerk and its wheels slowly turned along. Amerilia heard her sister shout a goodbye, but she did not look back fearing that she would be unable to continue her journey if she saw sadness in her sister's face.

It was not long anyway before it would be impossible to hear her family's voices, as the road wound and carried her along. Her journey would take her three days, and she had with her a map to closely follow. She rode past her neighbors homes, widely spread apart on their respective country properties. All of her neighbors were fellow elves, and she watched as the occasional onlooker stared curiously at her carriage. She wondered what other types of people she might meet. She had heard tales of humans, dwarves, animal folk and more from her mother and the rare passerby in her village. This wonderment filled her head as her cart lazily moved forward.

She looked as far forward as she could see. The flatlands that were her home would give way to a forest that she could just barely see the edge of. It would be a full day before she made it to that edge, and so she allowed herself to be entertained by imaginative thoughts of exotic city dwellers. Otherwise the ride was uneventul and as she saw the sun begin to crest on the horizon she decided to make camp and sleep for the night.

It was warm so she saw no reason to make a fire. Instead Amerilia got as cozy as she could inside of her small carriage, and fed herself with the meager rations of hard tack and dried fruit she had packed beforehand. The meal was filling enough, though not the most satisfying thing she'd ever had. Her mind drifted to the basket her soon to be sister-in-law had prepared her, but she knew it would be better to abstain for now and enjoy that treat in due time as intended. She slept, and the night passed.

Amerilia awoke with dazzling sunlight glaring on to her closed eyes from the small window on the side of the carriage. Her stomach growled but she resolved to up herself and get back to her journey. As she exited the carraige she looked off in to the distance, the woods looked much closer now from the previous days drive. She mounted the top of the carriage and began again.

As her horse carted her slowly onward Amerilia took note of where she was on her map. These areas were extended farmlands for those who grew grain and other such goods for sale to the wider kingdom. Of course, she could discern that much from looking around. Out of boredom she tried to calculate how long it would take her to travel were she to attempt to go around the forest entirely. This took up an hour of her time, during which time she nearly ran the cart in to a stump that she would have not seen were it not for her horses loud protests. Ultimately she was uncertain how long it would take, but was quite sure in the idea that it would not be worth her time and meager rations.

She finally found herself at the forest's edge around late afternoon, and though there was a well made and marked trail she was put off by the way the canopy of the trees seemed to utterly dampen the daylight above. The darkness encroached around her as her horse drove on, and though her eyes adjusted Amerilia could tell that she would need to make an early camp. By nightfall she had a small fire going and she sat by it, slowly eating her rations and staring in to the soft glowing blaze. Outside of the firelight she could see nothing but inky blackness, and it made her feel unnerved.

After some time she grabbed up some dirt from the ground and tossed it on top of the fire, smothering it as best she could. Then she blindly made her way back in to the carriage, situating herself as she had the night before. Crickets chirped, the wind rustled through the trees, and the night sounds sung her peacefully to sleep...

"Wake up." A commanding voice shook her awake. "And don't make any sudden movements there beauty."

Amerilia attempted to open her eyes but she shut them again immediately at the sight of a bright torch held a mere foot from her face. To her it might as well have been the sun, and that blinding sight coupled with the rising terror of helplessness rendered her immobile. This was to her benefit, as the mysterious voice reminded her.

"Good girl. Now I have a smoothbore pistol pointed at you." The voice warned. "Do you know what that is?"

"Yes." Said Amerilia breathlessly.

"Good. And when I tell you that it is loaded, do you know what that means?"

"Yes." She repeated fearfully.

"I am going to step back and allow you to exit your carriage," The voice continued. "At which point you will stand to its side still as stone, do ya hear me?"

"Yes."Answered Amerilia for a third time.

"Good girl. Out with you." Said the voice, and Amerilia noticed the light moving farther away from her closed eyes. She opened them finally and was able to see the silhouette of a figure through the dimly illuminated open door of her carriage. Slowly she pulled herself forward feet first, awkwardly exiting the carriage from her laying position.

"Let's get a good look at you." Said the interloper, moving across Amerilia's vision slowly. From behind the light Amerilia could see that it was a woman, just a bit shorter than her. She was a human with dark hair, tied back and out of her eyes. Her clothes were died in black and red, and severly tattered. Sure enough, she held a pistol in her off hand.

"My but you are pretty." She said, setting the lantern carefully on the ground beside her. Then she walked over to Amerilia, who trembled with the strange woman's approach. Within a moment the human was upon her, gun still pointed. She placed her free hand on Amerilia's stomach, running her fingers over Amerilia's clothes. Her hand slid slowly over to the elf's arm, then up to the shoulder. During this motion the human stepped smoothly behind Amerilia, until she was out of her line of sight. Then, suddenly, Amerilia felt the woman embrace her from behind with the pistol pointed straight up through her breasts and underneath her chin.

"You have an amazing body." Said the human. "I bet you've never even been touched. I've heard tell that you woodland elves are painfully naive. Look at the way your breasts hug the barrel of my pistol. Why, if I were not so capable with my fingers I might blow your head off."

With her unengaged hand she groped roughly at Amerilia's breast, eliciting a sharp gasp. The elf could feel the woman's breath on the back of her neck, and it caused her to shiver and made the little hairs there stand up on end. She could feel the woman's breasts pressing up against her back, and somewhere under the fear she began to feel a sort of excitement unlike anything she'd ever experienced.

"I could have my way with you right now." Said the woman forcefully. "Would you like that?"

"N-no!" Said Amerilia quickly, and as soon as she did she felt the woman's embrace on her loosen. The woman removed her arms, and after a quiet pause she walked back around Amerilia to face her.

"Shame." She said. "But as you wish. I hope you have surmised by now that I am a thief, here to rob you."

"I have never been robbed before." Said Amerilia, her body shaking.

"At least I get to be your first in one way tonight." The woman grinned. "Now then, I want everything you have of value. Gold, jewelry, trinkets."

"T-trinkets?" Said Amerilia nervously, wringing her hands together. Now that the reality of her situation was setting in, and the excitement of the fearful moment was lost, she found it hard to process words.

"Trinkets." Said the thief. "Such as a jeweled goblet or a Faberge egg."

"I have nothing." Said Amerilia honestly. "Barely anything. Just my rations, supplies enough to make fire and my clothes."

"If you're traveling this way from out of elf country you surely mean to go to the city." Said the thief in surprised tones. "Did you bring no coin to trade with?"

"I do not go to trade." Said Amerilia. "What coin I have with me I am meant to settle with."

"Settle!?" The theif laughed. "You'll do just fine with such a happy-go-lucky attitude I reason. You wont need the coin. Hand it over."

"But how am I to find a place to live?" Amerilia pleaded.

"You're a pretty girl, you'll manage." Retorted the thief. "Now hand over your gold or I'll shoot your left foot off."

Amerilia's eyes widened and she gasped at the robber's gall. Having no desire to have her foot shot off she turned slowly to indicate the carriage.

"It is in there, in a small pouch." She said. "Shall I get it or shall you?"

"I'll get it, beauty." Said the theif with a grin. "You just stay right there and don't go moving too fast."

Amerilia watched as the thief climbed quickly in to her carriage, with the gun in her hand always up and at the ready. Amerilia watched helplessly as the woman rustled through her meager belongings.

"You weren't kidding about having nothing, there's not twenty coins in this little bag." Came the disgruntled voice of the thief. "Can't imagine how you intended to settle with that anyway. What's this?"

From the carriage Amerilia heard yet more rustling, and finally the thief emerged holding the wicker basket that she had been gifted. She set it on the ground and crouched on her heels to push the checkered cloth aside and rifled through the contents. She produced a fine aged cheese, and removed the rind enough to bite in to it. Amerilia watched jealously as the thief's face lit up in delight.

"Why this is amazing!" She said. "And is this wine?"

"No!" Amerilia nearly shouted. "Please do not take the wine- it is a special gift, bottled by my great grandfather."

"Great grandfather, you say?" Said the thief. "This must be vintage. I bet it tastes as sweet as you look, beauty."

"My name is Amerilia!" Said the elf, flustered and upset to be so demeaned by this lowlife human.

"Well then Amerilia." Said the thief with feigned tones of respect. "Take off your garments so that I may take them with the rest and I will be on my marry little way with all of your things."

"You fiend!" Amerilia stamped her foot, then jumped as the thief pointed her gun back at her again.

"Not another word." The thief commanded. "Clothes off."

The thief gathered up all of Amerilia's belongings that she could carry as the elf undressed. As her blouse and skirt hit the ground the thief quickly scooped them up. Now that Amerilia was all but naked, allowed to stand cold in her undergarments, the thief seemed content to store her gun at her hip.

"Oh my goodness." Said the thief as Amerilia's skirt hit the ground. "You have got the biggest cock I have ever seen in my life."

With that the thief took her clothes, her money, and even her precious gift basket. She swept up these things in her arms as Amerilia watched her shivering in only her underwear. Even so, Amerilia's belongings were so meager that the human had no problem in grabbing back up her lantern from off of the ground. The thief stepped back with taunting grin and made a final exclamation.

"Know sweet elf that you have been taken for all your petty worth by Selinda, Queen of Thieves!"

Then, cackling like a mad woman she tore off in to the night leaving Amerilia cold, nearly naked, and entirely alone. The elf watched the light of the light of the lantern carry out in to the woods, until it was the mere suggestion of light and then finally nothing at all. For the longest time she stood there in the darkness, until she realized the light of dawn creeping into the skies overhead. She sat back in the door of her carriage.

She was still in shock as she rode in her underwear the final day of the trip. She could not turn back, and as the woods began to clear the day broke and she worried and fretted that she would arrive in to town merely in her bra, panties, and now dirtied stockings. She drove her horse onward with these worries in her mind when, at the very edge of the woods through the thinning trees she spotted a house. Here, she hoped, she would be able to find suitable help for her currently undesirable conditions. Maybe even a bite to eat if she were lucky.

She whipped the reigns to hasten her horse onward, finding her way through the trees and finally to the other side of them with little difficulty. Now before her lay the house, a small cottage with a chimney which currently smoked; a good indicator that there would be someone inside. Ameri climbed down off of the carriage and tied her horse to a nearby tree. She gave a woeful glance in to the interior of her carriage to see if there might be a blanket or some loose upholstery, anything with which she might cover herself. Alas there was nothing, and so she walked forward towards the door of the cottage. It was painted blue and had a brass door knocker, which after a deep breath Ameri grabbed and knocked hard three times.

"Honey!" Came a happy voice from the other side. "You're home early, but I'm all ready for ya!"

The door swung open and there on the other side stood an excited looking woman lewdly dressed from toe to tip with six inch black heels, long black fishnet stockings and gloves, and a white apron that covered her front from just above her thighs to just above her nipples, tied neatly behind her back and around her neck. Along with this mode of dress Amerilia noted two things about the woman: that her body was of the most voluptuous sort her eyes had ever the pleasure of laying sight on, and secondly that the woman's excited countenance dropped almost immediately upon realizing that Amerilia was not whom she had expected to find.

"You're not my husband!" The woman gasped. For moment Amerilia only stood there unblinking, blush rising in her cheeks as she took in the woman's form.

"N-no. No ma'am I am not." She finally spoke. "Forgive me, please. My name is Amerilia. I am an Elven traveler three days on my journey, and you see I was robbed of everything but my cart and horse, which you can see posted some distance behind me. I have no clothes and have not eaten. Humbly I ask that you might help me if you are capable."

"Damn you Elves really talk all properly like that?" The woman seemed flustered, but she smiled. She looked Amerilia up and down, and paused considerably when looking down.

"Come inside, but stay where I can see ya. I don't know ya from a wolf but if yer a good girl I'll treat ya real nice."

The bawdy woman turned her back to Amerilia to walk back inside, inviting Amerilia with a waving hand to follow close behind. From the naked state of the woman's back it was apparent she was wearing no bra under the apron. Looking down, Amerilia's eyebrows raised to see that the woman was clearly not wearing panties either. Once they were inside, the woman turned quickly and caught Amerilia staring.

"Look at you." She said. "On top of lookin' starved and out of shape, you look like you've never seen a grown woman before. Your big friend there certainly seems to give away a lack of experience."

"Friend?" Said Amerilia, eternally blushing and dazed by the impact of this somewhat older, yet incredibly attractive, woman's body.

The woman answered by pointing right down toward Amerilia's panties where a significant tent had formed. Without realizing it Amerilia had become semi-erect and it was plain to see to this most illustrious of housewives.

"You must be hungry." Said the housewife, obviously eyeballing Amerilia's erection. "At least you mentioned you were. What say I serve you something right here in the kitchen. Have a seat at our side table there."

The woman pointed at a table illuminated by light through a small kitchen window. Amerilia sat at it as she watched the lewdly dressed woman begin working at a stove top nearby. Amerilia smelled eggs and flour, and watched delightedly with her eyes glued to the woman's backside as she cooked. Her hips were wide and her breasts were so large that the sides of her breasts could easily be seen from behind when pressing up against a counter. Even so the cheeks of her uncovered rear would now and then separate ever so slightly from from eachother and reveal those most delectable of holes between. Amerilia nearly drooled at the occasional flash of the housewife's puffy and alluringly wet vaginal lips.

When the woman finally turned around with a plate of eggs and pancakes she easily caught the Elf looking at her.

"Like what ya see, huh?" Said the woman with a toothy grin, setting the plate in front of Amerilia. "I can hardly blame ya. M'husband is a logger out in the woods there, and I like to make sure I take good care of him when he gets home."

"I-I can see that." Said Amerilia, blush returning to her cheeks as she grabbed her fork and knife. "You look very nice."

"And you dear," Said the woman, leaning low on the table in front of Amerilia until her shoulders touched it. Her cleavage hung exposed above the neckline of her apron, clearly presented for Amerilia.

"Ya look like ya could use some good taking care of."

"Ma'am?" Said Amerilia shoving a bite of pancake in her mouth absentmindedly. But then the woman reached behind herself and began slowly undoing the back of her apron. As Amerilia ate she untied the strings, moving to the ones around her neck and then finally removing the apron altogether. She stood there before Amerilia, now finishing her meal, and proudly held up her luscious breasts. She pressed them together and licked her lips, locking eyes with the young Elf.

"Here darlin'" She said. "Have a good long look at what we all know you want to see."

Amerilia's eyes went wide, gazing intensely at the well defined curves and shapes that made up the woman's legs, hips, and breasts. To Amerilia her body was immaculate, semi-tan skin and large sumptuous breasts. Her nipples were erect and pointing at Amerilia in a way that she found most inviting. The the woman pulled a chair aside from the table, and in clear view of Amerilia she sat and spread her legs.

The woman moved her hands erotically over her body with one hand stopping on one of her large breasts, squeezing and pulling, and the other in the opposite direction stopped at her soaking netherlips. Amerilia felt her shaft harden at the display, and knowing that it would tear her panties she pulled them down. There she sat with a fully erect penis in front of the woman, both of them exposed to each other. Then, silently and while maintaining eye contact, Amerilia wrapped one of her hands around the top half of her shaft and began stroking herself slowly. Her palm rolled over the sensitive tip of her length and then back down, repeating in a rhythmic pattern. All the while the woman watched with eager, wanting eyes.

With her second hand she began to tug and tease her balls, occasionally dipping under them to touch her own dripping pussy. But more than that she knew that she needed to cum. Her eyes wandered over the woman's body, and somehow her mind drifted to the thief from the night before. They she had so boldly grabbed Amerilia had both shocked and aroused her. Then she felt a wet mouth on her ballsack and that dragged her straight out of her thoughts.

"God damn!" Said Amerilia with a gasp. "You older women are eager!"

"Yes we are hun." Said the woman, taking long laps with her tongue at Amerilia's lower shaft and balls.

"I want to be inside you!" Said Amerilia all at once.

"Do you now?" said the woman, taking Amerilia's wrists and moving her hands away from her penis. Then, while holding her hands apart, she opened her mouth and took the pulsing tip of Amerilia's shaft in her warm, wet mouth.

"Yes!" Amerilia breathed. "I want it more than anything!"

"Beg for it." Said the older woman. Then she pushed her head forward and took Amerilia's length until it hit the back of her throat and then deeper. So skilled was the woman that Amerilia could feel her actively working her throat around her cock.

"I will! I will beg!" Shouted Amerilia, cross eyed and dazed. "Please! Strange woman take me and make me yours. I am a virgin. Please take my virginity!"

The woman raised her head up and Amerilia's cock popped out of her mouth with a sloppy sound. A single strand of saliva hung between mouth and cock tip.

"A virgin?" She said with glee. "Oh honey ya shoulda said so at the door!"

The woman rose up to her feet and grabbed Amerilia by the shoulders, pulling her from her chair and then pushing her to the floor. Within a moment Amerilia's cock felt it's very first touch of the warmth and wetness, the power and sensitivity of truly good pussy. It overwhelmed her, made her cry out and tense up at the same time. The experienced woman put her hand gently on Amerilia's face before leaning forward until the full weight of her tits pushed there against the Elf's face, wrapping around her head pressed against the ground.

"Your cock is much bigger than my husbands!" Said the woman with an expression surpassing pleasure.

"Mf fmfmf!" Said Amerilia, her point not quite coming across.

"Don't ya worry about a thing sweetie." Said the woman. "Momma's got you now."

Then the woman began gyrating her broad hips as she squeezed tightly with her inner muscles, her whole body working in simultaneous function to take Amerilia's virginity with as much pleasure and enjoyment as possible. Meanwhile Amerilia, her head buried in the massive tits of the older woman, could barely breathe but in no way did she mind this. Instead her oxygen deprived mind was focused singularly on the electric pleasure coursing through her body. The woman's pussy was so warm that she thought that she might melt.

She wrapped her arms around the mature bodied woman, feeling her curves and taking them in with her hands. When they reached her hips they mimicked the way the woman gyrated and bounced, then went farther to grip for dear life at her sumptuous ass. Amerilia was lovingly trapped in a world of all encompassing pleasure. The woman atop her was so wet that she could feel those warm juices sliding down and coating her groin and balls. Amerilia shook her face in the woman's enormous breasts for a moment while squeezing her ass cheeks, just for the simple joy of it.

She had never felt a better experience in her life, nothing could even come close. Suddenly oxygen rushed back in to her lungs as the woman straightened her back, laying her own hands on Amerilia's soft breasts and using them as leverage as she began to ride faster on the young Elf. Amerilia watched with a slacked jaw and lust glazed eyes as the woman's bountiful breasts bounced and swung there in the air above her. Just above her breasts, the look on the woman's face was that of pure sexual adrenaline and intense satisfaction.

"Oh it's gonna be hard goin' back to my husband after you, sweetie!" Said the woman as she rode and bucked, nearly drooling from her lips. She ground her hips downward in a circular motion, relishing the feeling of Amerilia's cock touching her innermost parts- parts her husband could never reach no matter how hard he tried. Her pace sped up as she felt an orgasm building inside of her. Amerilia began to feel that rising sensation as well.

"Ma'am I believe I'm going to cum!" Said Amerilia with a bit too much formality for someone who was presently hilt deep inside of someone elses wife.

"Do it inside me!" Whined the woman as she arched her back, her hips guiding themselves at this point.

"I want to feel it!" The woman said again, nearly shouting.

Sweat built at Amerilia's brow as she felt her body and mind coursing towards an experience she had never felt before. Then, suddenly, she was there and the explosion inside of her mind was felt from head to toe-tip. It was most prominently felt, however, inside the sweet vaginal folds of the woman crying aloud the cries of someone in their own state of overstimulating pleasure. Amerilia's legs shook and she held on to the woman's hips for dear life as her orgasm reached its peak, her hot wide seed leaking out of the woman and down her own testicles and legs. Finally, when she felt like that burning high would never end, it reached its peaked and began to subside.

The woman held her position for a moment atop Amerilia, her body giving one long shiver. Then, exhausted, she fell off of the Elf and laid on her back next to her. They both laid there panting loudly, Amerilia's eyes wide and alight with the discovery of this amazing sensation.

"You got the biggest dick I ever felt in my life girl." Said the woman between breaths.

"Am I truly so gifted?" Said Amerilia blushing.

"Gifted is certainly the word to use." Came the satisfied answer.

Then, suddenly and without warning the sound of man bringing a horse loudly to a stop, that horse then neighing and fighting him by the sound of its braying. The woman sat straight up as though struck by lightening and looked at Amerilia with wide eyes.

"My husband is home!" She gasped. "You gotta get outta here hun and fast!"

"Where shall I go?" Said Amerilia standing up. She scanned the floor for her panties and ran to them, sliding her legs in to them.

"Out of the kitchen window!" Said the woman hastily, attempting to re-apron her front.

"But please I have no clothes!" Amerilia begged.

"Goodness girl I gave ya a meal now get!" The woman whispered sternly.

Amerilia looked to the window, then hearing the approaching husband she ran toward it and jumped up. She lifted her body up with her arms and went face first over the frame, tumbling down to the ground below before she even came to terms with what was happening. She heard the door across the house open, then close, and as she heard the man make his way inside she took off running.

"Darlin' you're home!" She heard the woman say.

"Look at ya!" Came the husbands voice, growing distant as she ran. "All dressed up for me!"

"Ya know it dear!"

Finally their dialogue died off to her ears as she climbed atop her carriage and gave haste to her horse by way of its meager reigns. The sailed more than escaped, the hungered horse moving forward as sweat dripped down Amerilia's brow. Somehow, reaching the dirt road at the edge of the property, they made it on without being seen.

Amerilia did not feel safe until she was far up the road, out of reach from any likely angry husbands. But once she was that far she began to feel a small sense of relief. Through the haze of the day she could at last see the city in the distance. The fatigue and strain of three days travel and total robbery seemed somehow evened out in her mind by a quick sexual encounter and the prospect of finally finishing the journey. In her final stretch her mind wandered back to the nameless woman who had momentarily taken her in, and then taken her virginity. She knew for certain those curves would stay in her mind for the rest of her life.