Reincarnation: A fight for survival

Chapter 18

His thighs tensed up beneath her yet she still maintained her rhythm sucking back to the top of his shaft and going down again. Each of breath he sucked in grew hotter with every stroke of her head along his shaft. A flow of her saliva trickled past her tensed, blue lips and coated his trim bush yet her answer was to wrap her hand around him to stroke him in time with her lips. Several times over she felt a certain throb from his as though he were about to erupt yet she kept slurping his c**k in and out.

She began to wonder how Galen was lasting as she could hardly control her own body. Her hand fiddling with her cleft was dripping now as she found herself starting to suck in his length in well past her uvula. When she managed to muster up the bravery to do so, she drove him deep into her throat until she couldn't breathe. The back of her tongue kept jerking back when she did this, her pink taster rubbing up his c**k as was held deep in her mouth.

Only when her lungs started to burn did Tanza finally pull away, coughing while trying to catch her breath.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine," she wheezed, rubbing her neck just under her jawline. "Too much effort, my dear."

When her breathing quickly settled, she gave him no more reprieve as she got right back into action. While she milked him with a glowing hand, she guided her tongue up his c**k from the base to catch the stray drops of spit and pre-c*m that had evaded her b*****b. So badly did she want to ravage him now. To hog this man all day and f**k him until the sun set and rose again, but she couldn't. And she couldn't push him too far or milk too much because she still had to share him, after all.

"Enjoying it, handsome?" she whispered as his body went tense with her tongue stroke.

"Mmmhhmm," he answered, lips pursed.

If there was a time to move in for the finisher, it was now. The elven leader giggled as she released his c**k from her grasp, crawling up his body to bring her large cleavage up in front of his face. She stared down the valley between her breasts and down into his eyes and admired that hopeful, timid look stuck in his expression.

It was a wonder how he could appear in such a way as he prodded at the entrance to her s*x with his c**k. The waiting erection ready to sacrifice what innocence that remained as she lined the tip up.

"Are you ready to become a man?" she asked.

His eager hands wrapped around her waist, bringing a broad grin to her face as he nodded an affirmative.

The buxom beauty braced her hands against his chest as she eased herself onto him. She took a sharp inhale at the feelings surging up from her s*x as that wonderful c**k pressed into her to join their bodies at last. From that first moment, her body was hooked. The ecstasy of feeling the length of his member deep in her tract sent the elf into bliss. It had been so long since she had been pleasured, so long since she could feel someone's hot breath blowing against her glowing cheeks.

Every inch of him was hers to savor as his c**k plunged deeper into her body until her plush bottom was pressed against his hips. Their bodies were completely united.

"It feels... so tight..." he grunted, hands keeping a firm hold on her hips.

"It's been a hundred years since I've felt a man's body in my own, Galen," she whispered with elation. "This feels so glorious, and yet we've only just begun."

With the buck of her hips, her p***y snapped up on his d**k with her belly muscles going tense around him before she dropped herself back down. In another smooth motion, she lifted her body up until the base of his head was almost as her entrance and then dropped back down until she completely enveloped his soldier. Deep moans escaped from the elf as she then braced her hands on his chest and decided to let her nature take over.

The slaps of her bottom coming down onto his pelvis grew more rapid as her pace picked up. Their suspended bed jostled with her vigor to make his toes curl while holding onto her a*s for dear life. Going for more stimulation her fingers latched onto her erect n*****s as her p***y slammed down on his c**k over and over again.

"It feels so good," she gasped, tension growing within her belly.

His c**k tapped her so deep, stabbing at her cervix with a trident of pleasure. How she could mount him forever and never want to let this man go! But Tanza knew she couldn't have all the fun. This young boy needed to learn from more than one teacher and still needed to bless many with his gift. Besides, her body ached from her fervent grind.

"Try moving your hips a little," she gasped, "show me how much you crave my cunt."

Galen swallowed hard as his breath was out of control. The pressure in his c**k was ready to burst; he didn't understand how he still held on. With the mix of both her orgasmic succus and his own running down from her vulva, he didn't understand how either of them stayed pent up.

Reading that thought from his head, Tanza smirked at him while squeezing her areola, "Thrust your hips, Galen. Or my magic will never let you release."

That's how! He thought, blinking as he looked down and took in the blue glow around their unity. Felt that subtle magic keeping them both from completion. Judging by how her breath quivered and her walls squeezed around his shaft, she likely wanted to c****x as bad as him.

Not wasting another movement in their push for their c****x, Galen drew his feet back for a proper footing and thrust his hips up into her. A scream of excitement erupted from the elder and he immediately withdrew and pounded in again. His movements were at jagged first, rough and forced very much unlike her smooth experienced grind. Yet he steadied when Tanza leaned forward to press the soft mounds of her breasts to chest. Still holding her waist above his, she wrapped her hands took hold of his hips to coax him into a more pleasant, yet despicably gentle rhythm.

"Such a gentleman, but you have to learn to not hold back when I'm so close! I want you to f**k me without limits, Galen! Plunge your c**k in and reap your pleasure without mercy until your c*m flows from my body!"

Her fingers dug into his buttocks while jerking his body up into hers as she gasped with pleasure. With his full might, Galen pulled back and slammed his manhood hard into her sopping cunt to send her voice an octave higher.

"Yes, like that! Do not be a nice boy now, Galen! r****h me!"

Sweat ran off his forehead as he pulled back and impaled her again and again. It felt like restrictions were falling from his body he merged more intensely with her, the motion of pounding his weapon into her slit proving easier to manage. He started to feel like an animal depravedly rutting in a burning heat.

"Faster! Go!" she begged.

Galen pushed Tanza back until she was upright on his c**k. Everything he had went into driving his pelvis into her p***y with his hips slapping against the back of her thighs. The elf howled as she began to bounce on top his shaft.

"Harder, harder, harder! OHHHH Calia, bless me! Ohhhh!"

That blue glow in her pelvis shattered like a flash bulb and sent a scream straight to her open mouth as her muscles tensed and froze. In one final plunge, Galen sunk his c**k into her. Another orgasmic cry pierced the air as his body finally released into her womb, his seed erupting at last and quickly flooding her crevice. When she thought he was done he thrust again to provoke one more rope of seed out from his shaft.

Filled to the brim, Tanza collapsed onto the furs of the bed. Her heavy panting settling as she took in deep, deliberate breaths. The pink glow of the torches around the tree shimmered and glistened off the sweat coating both her body and her lover's to add a sensual aura to their afterglow. That devilish grin then returned to the elder's face as she dipped a finger into the white cream running from her p***y and brought it to her mouth for a taste. With Galen blinking in astonishment she made a spectacle of running her tongue up her seed-slathered finger and topped it all off with a satisfied hum as she smacked her lips.

"You are truly one of a thousand, Galen Martin," she whispered, leaning in and sneaking a kiss in behind his ear.

As fell back into the furs, his eyes began to close. She immediately grabbed hold of his c**k and began to stroke it, provoking the spent manhood to rise once again.

"You're not done yet, young man. Four more await your seed and when you are done, Celia awaits you."

"Celia?" The name clicked in his head in a second, triggering his erection to rise again as he sat back up.

"Your darling awaits you, Galen. But five elves have wished for a child. You have only blessed one."

Boasting a grin and giving a huff of a chuckle, he stood up. Just as he was about to pick up his pants, Tanza grabbed his wrist and pulled the fatigues away. "You won't be needing those."

She gave him a light smack on his backside and sent him from her bed while pointing him up the ramp. The private ascended the wooden path while openly rubbing himself to keep his erection up as he approached the next basket. There he heard the soft squeals escaping the lips of a young elf with a rich, violet skin color. Her deep blue hair shrouded her head as she pressed it into her bed to muffle her pleasured screams.

When he finally laid eyes on her, he found her to be face down holding her a*s up while a finger wildly played with her c**t. Her hips shifted uncontrollably side-to-side while her juices flowed and her other hand fondled her breast. The sweet scent of her s*x screamed that this elf was in heat, begging for the pleasure that only a male could bring. Galen was only too happy to oblige.

The elf looked back as she felt the furs depress behind her. To her shock, the soldier was already stroking the head of his c**k against the glistening lips between her legs. His free hand took hold of her waist and then he slowly started pressing in.

Her eyes wide, the elf began crying, "Neya! Moh teyah! Neya! AHHH!"

She buried her head back into her bed furs as he entered her body, a shrill scream escaping her as the head pierced through her hymen. This hot organ continued to invade her tight body until his balls were pressed against her c**t and by then, the young elf's p***y shuddered. Her pale blue eyes rolled back into her head as he suddenly wriggled his c**k around inside her snatch. His movements allowing her to slowly adjust to the sudden union before his hips began move.