Itzy The Elf Ch 11

"You've got a girlfriend?"

"No, not really.... But I have several friends who are girls who I need to talk to about us. But I AM interested!

"I mean Betsy.... You're gorgeous. You're beautiful! Inside and out. You're a freaking genius! You're active and take great care of yourself!" My eyes roved from the top of her black hair to the tip of her cute, painted toes poking into my side still. Red warmth filled my cheeks.

"I've also had one of the most wonderful nights of my life! I mean we talked about so much and it was so effortless. Time slipped by and I almost forgot every last one of my worries.

"Speaking of worries, that's part of what I'm talking about. A couple of my friends might need some help. They're having problems with a... a neighbor."

I looked down at her feet to avoid looking in her eyes as I kinda lied to her. I reached out to gently grasp one of her feet with my hand.

She left it there, against my thigh.

I gently rubbed the ball of her foot with my thumb.

She moaned softly and then asked, "Can't they call the Cops or something?"

"No, I'm afraid they don't have enough evidence of an actual crime. They told the girls to get more evidence."

That was about as close to the truth as I could be, I thought. But now I needed to get to bed. I knew I'd have to work hard not to toss and turn and let my mind run wild worrying about Itzy and Lacie, Foxie, Pixie and Tee.

"So, anyway, I really do need to get to bed. I'll call tomorrow, what's a good time?"

"I'd like that." She said, leaving me for a few seconds to figure out whether it was bed or plans for tomorrow. "How about any time after Nine, before Noon? I'll be settled into the office by then, but I have a class at One and will need to grab lunch."

I knew she was fishing. But I knew I'd be way to antsy and would be very poor company.

"Awesome." I smiled, a genuine one.

Betsy retracted her feet, placing them on the floor of the passenger side. She picked her shoes and purse, turned daintily and opened the car door. As she opened it, she turned to exit. Just as she stood straight, she turned back around and bent forward to look me in the face.

Her tank dark top fell away from her front slightly, revealing the edge of two very willowy looking lace bra cups. They looked to be a very pale pink against her beautiful golden skin. Her wide, but shallow, cleavage disappeared in darkness towards her flat abs, hidden in shadows.

My eyes made it to hers, there was a smile in them. She appreciated the redness in my cheeks at having been caught red handed with a real shit-eating grin.

"Please don't take too long. I am not sure what it is about you...." Her tongue poked out of the corner of her lips in a cute little thoughtful smirk, "But, without trying, you have me ready... to... go."

She winked, smiled, and stood up.

Then, she wiggled her ass and closed the door on my slack-jawed face.

I watched her every step of the way up her front walk, up her front porch, and until the door was closed. Then, I sat there for a few more minutes just staring at the door.

That night was rough. I tossed and turned with images of all six women in my life flashing in and out. I never fully felt settled and woke feeling done in before I'd even gotten halfway through a cup of coffee.

Work was miserable and dragged on and on. I feel asleep during an afternoon meeting of my full department. Luckily, Julie, Howard's Admin, took pity and let me sleep until I need to pay attention near the end of the meeting. I slipped out of the office right after the meeting, claiming oncoming illness. (Little could I claim that the six women in my life were keeping me awake all night! LOL)

I rushed through the house, into hiking clothes, threw some coffee in a thermos and water in my jug. Out the door, down the street and up the hiking path I went. The tiredness of the day began to lessen as I breathed the fresh air and green leaves emerging, the moist ground and rotting leaves of last Fall.

I put a few hundred of yards of a slow jog, catching a second wind. I then began stretching my legs as I climbed a few hills and made the quick turn towards my little meadow. I slipped along the slight game trail and slowed to a walk. Sweat had broken out on my skin, and I was breathing heavily. I calmed myself before approaching the meadow. I knew I was earlier than expected, but I couldn't wait to see my women.

I entered the glade slowly, looking around. I felt something off. But I didn't see anything unusual. Nothing smelled different or sounded different. But the air was different.

I walked quietly, slowly, around the edge of the glen. I reached the stream and caught movement by the trees Itzy always entered through. I looked that way and saw Lacie behind a tree.

She looked tense. She was biting one thumbnail. One foot quietly jigged. Her arms were crossed tightly across her chest. She wore an olive brown hoodie with her black hair peeking out. That was all I could take in before she turned to look out from behind the tree and saw me. Her eyes locked on me and she raised her eyebrows questioningly.

I stepped into the clearing and headed her way in a straight line. By the second step I was running to her as she ran directly at me. She leapt into my arms like a spider monkey.

"Daddy. Oh, Goddesses Daddy. Itzy's hurt!"

I ran for the gateway!

"Tell me, Lacie, baby? What happened?" I asked quietly and as calmly as I possibly could.

"We got there. Everything was fine!" She cried quietly in my ear. I knew she'd held it together until I'd gotten there.

"We checked into the Inn. We went to the Pub next door to get our included dinner and maybe have a drink or two.

"We were missing you, Daddy."

"It's okay, tell Daddy what happened, babydoll."

As we passed from my world into theirs, Lacie explained that they had not even chased any leads down yet. They had eaten dinner and were halfway through their first glasses of wine. Some locals had come in and accused them of being spies for the enemy.

Into the meadow in their world where Pixie waited for us, a circle of grass worn in an exact circle where she had been pacing. I switched Lacie to one side and wrapped an arm around Pixie as she ran to us.

"Itzy..." and she sobbed into my side as I pulled her tight against me.

Lacie continued her story as we hurried to the train. Pixie had my hand, pulling, and Lacie was still wrapped around me like a spider monkey. It barely registered how feather light she was, considering how tightly she gripped my hand.

Before they could even defend themselves, someone else overheard the accusation and things escalated quickly. In the fray, Itzy got knocked down by the crowd and a donkey had stomped on her shoulder, breaking her upper arm.

When she screamed the crowd suddenly flinched and the steam ran out of them. None of them had intended to hurt anyone. Itzy had been whisked away to the local physician who had splinted it and given her a very good healing potion. They had caught the first coach back to the capital and she was safe in her chambers.

But they also wanted her to heal faster. The best method was me and my seed.

We slipped into seats on the train. Lacie was curled in my lap but pulled Pixie up with her. I'm not sure how they both fit, but they made it happen, and it seemed like it had always been that way.

Soon, both were asleep. I was relieved that it wasn't as bad as I had first imagined.

That is, until I finally reached her bedside, and they fully admitted the full extent of her injuries.

Yes, her arm had been broken, in three places. She had suffered additional injuries as well... She had a broken collar bone and a couple of cracked ribs.

They explained, however, that while the healing potion had been excellent. It had almost completely dulled the pain. It had begun the healing process, boosted it really. It had reduced some of the inflammation as well.

However, it had been missing her 'True Love's Seed". Most elves having found love by the age of 14 or been in an arranged marriage long before then.

"Arranged? Hold on, let's put a pin in that and circle back later, shall we?" I had been assured all my women were old enough?!?!

I didn't even question it at this point... I mean had they requested I go on a journey to a dark mountain and slay a dragon, not only would I NOT have been surprised, I would have jumped at the chance to do anything to save any of them! Trying to give her a little more of my spunk was little worry!

Whatever it took.

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I woke with a start, my head across Itzy's stomach, my eyes turn towards her still slumbering face.

Voices around me brought me awake quickly. I remembered where I was as the doctors and several nurses gently woke me. The other four girls slept around Itzy and I in her bed. They all were either already awake or waking with me. Somehow, we were all naked, but covered with silk like throws over each of us.

After something that highly resembled coffee, and a few moments to fully come awake, it was explained that although the Princess would recover without it, the older male doctor explained, my semen would speed the process, make it pain free and heal all scars.

There were, the younger male doctor interrupted, a few caveats.

They explained to me that after one good external dose, she would come awake enough to nourish directly from the source. The timing was important because, if we did not catch her that one time, we would only be limited to external applications. This would heal her skin well, avoiding the scars. Enough would seep in that eventually she would heal faster than without. Still, it might be three or four times longer.

They knew I was human. They understood I may not want or be able to make that choice.

I think they may have expected me to react that way.

Not my girls. They just turned to me with serene looks on their faces. They knew there'd be no question from me. They were right.

"How do we do this?"

The gray-haired woman, who'd been standing in the shadows near the door, stepped forward. She was wearing a white robe with gold trim. She stepped to the edge of the bed and began to introduce herself as the Royal Family's Spiritual Guide. She said it with finger quotes and a slight smirk. She said she, and her mothers before her had served the Royal Family for more than ten generations. She had been Itzy's mother's spiritual guide (again finger quotes) since before her ascension to the throne or her marriage to Itzy's father.

She explained that my other 'women' (She explained that they hadn't found an English equivalent to the Elven word yet) would help extract the first application. But only I was to rub it in. I was to rub clockwise, moving between her wounds. She reminded me three times that I must always move in small, clockwise circles!

When I asked how she thought I would produce enough, she laughed, "Don't worry one bit about that, beautiful!"

"When do we get started?" I asked. My heart ached for Itzy and her suffering and the misery of fear and worry the rest of the girls were struggling through rather bravely. They had all been brave until alone with me. Then, each had pulled themselves together and were being brave for Itzy.

"As soon as we can provide a few things. The first was your permission. Second, we need you hydrated, fueled, and fired up. Third, we'll need some privacy... Doctor's?", the doctor's began filing out in what appeared to be age order.

"Nurses, you'll get your chances. Please follow the doctors."

Without a word, the nurses then filed out in similar order. I noticed gender didn't seem to matter. I did notice the female imbalance, though. But they treated each other with clear deference to age. It was actually nice to see. I had been brought up to respect my elders and those with more experience. The room soon was empty except my five Elven lovers and the older woman.

Moments later, the older woman headed to the bathroom. I looked questioningly at the four eleven women at the foot of the bed. They all smiled back.

I had a lot of questions....

Their calm smiles weren't giving me the slightest answer as I looked back and forth between them. Before I got a chance to even formulate the first clear question, the Elder returned, drying her hands.

"Maiden Lovers, let's arrange ourselves around the Princess." At that, she began to undo her belt and unwind her Elven robe/dress thing.

I gawked, mouth agape, as the women all let the shimmering blankets slip off and begin crawling towards, Itzy.

Then, the Elder let her robe slip. She was left in a transparent filmy looking slip. It had thin shoulder straps and reached just a few inches past her crotch. Not that it hid anything. For what I assumed to be an older woman, she looked incredible!

Her skin was a dark, golden color. Her body showed some age, a little sag to her breasts, the nipples pointing slightly down. A few wrinkles, and a very gentle sag to her belly. She was a very handsome woman despite these signs of a life well lived.

I tried not to stare. But I noticed some things... Actually, I noticed a LOT of things!

Her nipples were slightly darker than her breasts. There were no tan lines. Her hips were thicker than the other women in the room. Her thighs as well. They weren't flabby. She wasn't fat. She just looked a little sightly sturdier, like she'd sent more time hiking out in the sun.

"Please, my Princeling. Look. You would hurt an old woman's ego if you looked away in sympathy."

My eyes met hers and she smiled. Her eyes traced down my face, then my chest as she stepped closer.

"Someday, you will be my King. As much as I love the Princess with all my heart, I know I will love you. I feel it in your bonds with all of the Princesses.

"I am Lady Oliviana. I am sister to one of the younger Queens and, as I stated earlier, I've helped guide Itzy's mother through some of her spiritual Journey.

"I'm here today as a healer. I'll use some of my magic to assist us in getting our girl right as rain!"

I felt relieved. It wasn't exactly what she said. It seemed like the closer she got, the better I felt.

Foxie appeared behind me, wrapping one arm around my chest, "Come, Master. Please?"

I nodded, and turned, lifting myself up, forgetting my nakedness for a split second. That is until the breeze hit my backside. It was all I could do to keep from looking back to see if Lady Oliviana was looking.... But, embarrassment, or maybe fear kept me from knowing.

I soon forgot Lady Oliviana as I viewed the bevy of Elven beauty that lay before me. Foxie held my hand, gently leading me to Itzy's side, the damaged one. Her bandages had been removed, and I could see her wounds now.

They really didn't look good. Her whole shoulder, chest and upper arm were ugly bruises, and I could see the donkey had come down on her in four places, not just the one the girls had led me to believe. I winced and felt horror begin to overwhelm me before I felt cool hands on either side of me. I heard whispers in my ears, but I couldn't understand them at first... because my women were singing to me in Elven.

It was beautiful. I was spellbound at the harmonies they were producing. Then, I felt new hands on my back. They were dry, gentle, soft. I suddenly understood the words the women were singing around me. They were singing in the round, Lacie starting, foxie, pixie and Tee (who's vice was beautifully deep and clear for what I was used to as a woman's). They sang of health and regenerative power and love. Then, they slowly closed in around me, except for Lacie, who pulled away from my left side, where Lady Oliviana slid in beside me. She began singing along with the others, slipping in effortlessly in a high, clear voice that added just the right note to finish out the song. They all sang two more rounds and then fell silent.

"Now, My Prince," Lady Oliviana said as she slid under my left arm, "Let us get to the next step. My Ladies, please."

Her left hand rested on my chest. Her fingers began to trace sigils on my muscle. Her eyes slipped to mine with a question, "My Prince will I impede your excitement?"

"Lady Oliviana, you are a very handsome woman. Your presence would never 'impede'." I smiled at her and was instantly rewarded with a beautiful smile, that not included relief, but mischievousness and lust all in the same motion, somehow.

Her fingers quickly snaked over to my nipples then. She rubbed her finger back and forth across it. It felt like silk sliding across the end of my nipple. My nipple pebbled uncontrollably, and she pinched it.

My cock jumped.

Quickly, her mouth closed around my nipple. Her lips closed around it, her teeth began nipping gently, nibbling on it then laving it with her tongue.

"Oh fuck." I let loose.

I heard giggles and opened my eyes to see four women touching themselves, or the woman next to her. They were crowded in as tight as they could to each other and Itzy.

I felt Foxie's hands run up the inside of my thigh and my cock jumped again. Her hand settled right at the apex of my thigh, the back of her hand resting against my cock, her fingers resting against my scrotum.

My cock was now impossible hard and precum began to flow slowly. The head of my cock itched, and the blood pumped through it so forcefully, it began bobbing with my heartbeat.

"Touch it, My Lord." Lady Oliviana purred in my ear.

I slid my hand over my thigh, across Foxie's hand. My fingers gently squeezed as they encompassed her fingers, and I smiled into her face. She smiled back at me.

My fingers grasped my cock, and I slowly slid it down to the end, a dollop of precum gathered there. I heard gasps and as I looked around, every woman's pupils were fully dilated, and their noses were flaring. Flushes reddened their chests and their breathing was heavy.

But my attention was on my own release. That was part of the song. I was surrounded by female hormones. Female hormones, most of which, I was very familiar with!

I began running through memories of each of them. Our times in bed just last weekend. As I looked at each one, a memory returned. Each memory was specific of each woman. I held their eyes and stares until the moment was finished in my brain.

The first was Tee. It was a memory of being woken up in the middle of the night by a whisper in my ear...

"My King, do you have anything for your dark elf? May I taste you as you will taste me? Together? What is it a 49?"

I smiled in the dark, too tired to tease, "A 69, my dark lover." I had returned.

We had been on our sides, and the next thing I knew, Tee had spun around, and her warm mouth had closed around my cock bringing it to hardness quickly. I found her legs and dove into her pussy with the same joy and excitement.

I licked from her clit towards her lips and then sucked her lips into my mouth, licking and laving her lips with my tongue, pushing them back and forth and dipping between them. She was already wet and dripping. My cock was hard now, and I felt her fingers tighten around my scrotum, tugging gently on my balls. Keeping them from bunching up next to my body. The skin tightens on my dick and my balls.

Just then, fingers came from behind me, tugging on my scrotum, fingers tightened around it and began gently separating my balls from my body. I became aware of my hand which now stroked my cock just as Tee had been bobbing her head. Tee Blushed as I looked at her again, like she was experiencing it too.

The tingle began in my balls. My back began tensing, my prostrate tightened, my balls fought to pull into the warm confines, and I began shooting cum out. I looked down and saw the large load I'd left all over Itzy's quietly sleeping body.

"Quick, My King, clockwise circles." Lady Oliviana pulled my arm forward by the wrist and I reached down to feel my warm cum on her skin. I pushed it around and around in small clockwise circles, Lady Oliviana guiding my arm to different areas, always letting me turn the circles.