Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, opened his eyes slowly. Morning had already dawned and light streamed through the closed crack in his tent flap. He knew that he should have woken earlier but he had been enjoying his sleep too much.
He needed to dress and leave but at the same time he did not want to do so just yet. The main reason for his reluctance was the gorgeous blonde elf lying asleep next to him. Lucia looked absolutely beautiful fast asleep and Aramil found the angelic innocence on her face amusing given the way she had passionately ridden his cock to a huge orgasm only the night before. Then he remembered how Narlissa had woken him when he had been her guide through the wilderness. It seemed only fair to do the same here.
He slowly pulled back the thin blankets that they had been sleeping under, revealing the ranger's magnificent naked body. She stirred slightly but he did not stop. Instead, he gently stroked up her form, before reaching her big tits. He kneaded the wonderful globes and licked and kissed her sensitive nipples.
Her blue eyes fluttered open and she grinned at him, slowly rolling onto her back. He continued to play with her breasts even as she did so.
"Morning," she giggled, reaching up to run one hand through his blonde hair. "I see you're already... up."
His member twitched at her tone. He was indeed already rock hard as he normally was when he woke up and the sight of his companion's glorious body had done nothing to diminish his horniness.
Slowly he kissed his way further down Lucia's body until he came to her thighs. As he had done the previous night, he pushed them open.
Lucia did not complain as he found her folds with his tongue. In fact she did just the opposite, crying out and moaning as he worked on her pussy and clit. She was already wet and it did not take long for his work to bring her close to orgasm. Her breaths were ragged and short and she sobbed out her pleasure.
"Oh God yes! I'm coming!" she cried out moments later and Aramil felt her cunt twitching against his tongue. Her blue eyes rolled back and he enjoyed the sight of her lost in the throes of orgasm.
He let her recover before kissing her again. Whilst he would happily spend hours in the tent with this beautiful woman he also knew he could not. That same thought seemed to pass through Lucia's mind because she reached down and grasped his hard cock.
"Sadly, we don't have all day. Besides, I want this inside me now," she whispered, kissing him. "So, Aramil... how do you want me?"
He did not say a word. Instead he grasped Lucia's shoulders and twisted her round until she was on all-fours in front of him. She giggled as he positioned her, then waggled her ass at him as he moved to kneel behind her. He grasped her ass, giving it a squeeze, before lining himself up with her cunt and pushing inwards.
Her hot pussy swallowed him up and he groaned loudly at the wonderful sensation. Then he started to pump. He delighted in the sight of the gorgeous elf before him, her wavy blonde hair messy over her back and her body curled as he fucked her from behind. Her big tits dangled from her chest and he leaned forwards to cup them as his thrusts sped up.
She moaned insistently as he did so and he knew that she was already getting close to release. Her body was tightening as he fucked her hard and it did not take long before she threw her head back and cried out. He felt her pussy spasming against his cock and knew she was coming hard around his length.
Yet he did not slow down. He was much too close to his own release for that. Even as Lucia was still climaxing he let go of her breasts, instead straightening and grasping her hips. His cock hammered into her spasming cunt, and no sooner had the blonde ranger's orgasm ended than she was sobbing out in pleasure once more. Another climax just as powerful as the last seared through her only seconds later.
She jerked and twitched, mumbling incoherently in her bliss, but even as that orgasm faded she crested another. Her head dropped, her torso practically collapsing to the floor as she was completely overcome with the ecstasy of such powerful multiple orgasms.
"I can't... stop... coming..." she said desperately. "I can't... stop... yes!" She shrieked out as she came hard yet again, her fourth orgasm of the morning tearing through her. This time he joined her, pleasure clouding his mind as his jizz pumped into the climaxing elf, mixing with her juices deep inside her.
Eventually the pleasure faded and he pulled his member from her cunt. She turned her head to him and grinned breathlessly before pushing herself upright and kissing him deeply. He gave her big tits one last fondle then they both dressed.
Soon enough he was outside with his tent packed away. Lucia too was dressed and armoured. She looked him up and down.
"I am heading back to the village, Aramil," she said with a hint of sadness. "But you must remain and continue on your task. Find a bowstring, and complete the Testing."
"You cannot accompany me further?" he asked.
She shook her head. "I cannot. I have helped you gather the sap and must now return to my usual duty of guarding the forest. You will do fine without me, I am sure of it."
She stepped close to him then and kissed him. After a few moments locked in passionate embrace the gorgeous elf pulled away and strode to the edge of the clearing. Just before disappearing into the treeline, she turned back to him and smirked.
"Oh, and Aramil? I suspect I will not see you again before you leave the forest. But you will return one day, even if only to visit, and when you do, make sure to join me on patrol. We can spend days, even weeks, alone together in the forest. Undisturbed." She winked salaciously at the last word before slipping into the woods.
Aramil watched her go a minute, those words causing his horniness to come flooding back, then shook his head and gathered his things. He still had to look for a suitable bowstring.
He left the clearing and delved into the wilderness. His mind raced as he wondered where he would find a suitable material. He knew that certain kinds of hemp and even animal sinew would make a tolerable string but he felt that he should find something particularly special given that this was the Testing. Besides, whilst his people had no qualms about hunting when it was required, killing an animal simply to harvest a small amount of sinew was entirely wasteful and he was determined to avoid doing so.
He searched for hours with no luck until the day had grown into afternoon and he realised he needed a break. He sighed and sat down on a nearby fallen tree. Letting the sounds of the forest wash over him, he relaxed. Then he heard a faint sound like running water and decided to head towards it. Aramil guessed it was one of the tributaries that fed the large river running next to the forest.
He realised he was right the moment he set eyes upon it. The stream was quite broad and clearly deep, almost a river in its own right, and he watched it for a moment to let it soothe him. Then an idea crept into his head. He had been searching all day and not found anything that helped him complete the Testing, and he realised that he would really like to bathe.
Aramil let the thought roll round in his head. There was certainly nothing wrong with bathing in the streams as long as he did not damage them. Deciding that finding a bowstring could wait, he began to disrobe.
Soon he was naked, the cool air nice against his skin. He placed his clothes and leather armour in a neat pile by the water's edge and then stepped in. The stream was icy cold against his foot but at the same time very refreshing, so he continued. It did not take long for him to be waist deep in the clear water.
Then he lowered himself into the stream totally. He closed his eyes as the water washed over him and let it invigorate his body. He always enjoyed the water. The sounds of the forest filled the air around him and he appreciated his surroundings. He knew that whilst he wanted to explore the world, he would also miss the forest.
"It is rare to see an elf bathing here," said a musical voice then and Aramil opened his eyes in shock. He spun to face the sound and practically gasped at what he saw.
A woman was sat watching him on an overhanging rock, her legs dangling down towards the stream. She was smiling at him, her eyes a mossy green and her lips brown like the colour of healthy bark. Her long hair was a startling pink like the colour of apple blossom and flowers seemed woven through it. She had pointed ears like his, although smaller. They were more like a half-elf's ears. Yet this woman was not a half elf - her pale green skin made that clear. A dryad!
His cock jumped as he took her in. She was gorgeous, and aside from her beautiful face possessed a body that would be the envy of any woman. Slender limbs and a tight stomach were complemented by lovely large breasts, and her garments barely covered her most private parts, leaving everything else exposed. The clothes seemed to be made of actual living plants, all glossy and green. He had heard that dryads were eternally young as long as their forest still lived, but from her appearance she was only slightly older than him - she looked in her early-twenties by human standards.
"And such a handsome one, too," the dryad giggled, clearly eyeing Aramil up and down. He hoped she did not notice the hardening of his member at the sight of her.
He remembered he was stark naked then but was thankful that the water at least hid him slightly. He forced himself to speak.
"Dryad of the forest, I am Aramil," he said with a bow. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
The dryad's eyes sparkled. "It is indeed." She giggled again. Aramil got the impression she wasn't taking this very seriously.
