"Hurry up, Aatos, we're already going to be late for the show!"
Aatos and Cethaz were dressed up in their finest clothes, making their way through one of the roads in the forest where they lived.
"I'm still not sure why you want to go to this sexy stage show. Isn't it a bit weird going someplace like that when you're married?"
"Oh, it's not that strange. Besides, there are lots of female performers there, too. Don't you want to see Virpi up on stage?"
Aatos dodged the question. "What exactly are the performances going to be?"
Cethaz grinned from ear to ear. "Oh, I'm sure that it'll be the hardest, hottest, most explicit action imaginable. Remember, this is put on by the priesthood of Satelmi, and I'm sure that they have wild orgies there all the time."
Aatos looked unenthusiastic. "Keep in mind that my coming along was a compromise- I'm just being a chaperone for you. You wanted to have us perform on stage and I said no way. I know that having sex in front of other people is something you've been begging me to do ever since Virpi walked in on us but I'm not interested."
"But we would blow the audience away with our passion..."
"Cethaz, that's a line that I'm not going to cross. Plus, I have no idea how a room full of elves would react to seeing a dwarf having sex with an elf- I know that everyone has been very nice to us but you never quite know where people draw the line. Look, Peachie, the temple's right up ahead." Aatos pointed to a clearing in the forest; a tall building with three steeples and sloped roofs stood there.
"D-don't call me that name in public!" Cethaz cried.
"Why not?"
"It's so... soft-sounding. I don't want anyone else to hear it, you can just call me that when we're... alone, because it's sweet then."
"But we're speaking Dwarvish- the elves aren't going to understand. And you're wearing that sexy dress- why would you be fine with that and sensitive about... that nickname?" Cethaz had adopted elven clothes since moving to Suoveli but her idea of fancy dress was a bit unorthodox; her costume was like something a barmaid would wear but nicer, with a plunging neckline that showed off a lot of her cleavage.
"I can be strong and sexy at the same time! You can see that I'm tough from the scar on my neck, and my arms are really big. But it's hard to look tough when you use... that name."
By this time, they had almost reached the door; there still was no one in sight. Aatos suspected that they were a little bit late.
Cethaz composed herself. "Let's go in, Aatos."
"Isn't that the back entrance?"
"Oh, I'm sure that it won't matter."
Cethaz opened the door and led Aatos by the hand. She dragged him forward and they were both quite shocked to find pews of elves staring back at them; they had managed to stumble on the makeshift stage in the temple's main chamber. They both saw people that they knew in the audience; Aatos tried to turn back towards the exit but Cethaz grabbed his hand to stop him.
She looked at him with green puppy dog eyes. "Please, honey? Could we... perform on stage? It would mean a lot to me..." He looked down at her pleading face, and then looked a little further down to her heaving bosom.
A bead of sweat broke out on Aatos' forehead. He was conflicted about "performing" in front of all those people but his little Cethie could convince him to do anything when she looked at him like that.
"Oh, all right. But nothing too out of the ordinary, okay?"
Cethaz' face lit up. She immediately broke into character and switched to speaking Elvish, a language that she had never quite mastered. "Oh, my love, this seem like such a quiet and secluded place! No one can see us love making here! Take my breast in your hands and have your way with me!" The two of them had never talked to each other in Elvish when they made love before, but Cethaz wanted the audience to understand what they were saying.
Aatos kicked off his shoes before he grabbed her chest from behind, and she moaned with ecstasy. She's really hamming it up for the audience, he thought to himself, but I don't mind. He pressed his hands onto her breasts before sticking one of them down Cethaz' blouse, and she cried "Oh, you're so rough!" Aatos stuck his tongue in her mouth and moved a hand to her crotch, dipping it below the hem of her skirt to caress her through her panties.
"Oh yes, keep doing that, ah-"
Cethaz found that she was enjoying doing this in front of so many people- it was exciting for reasons she couldn't quite understand. She saw Virpi, the priestess who they were friends with, in the front row, and she had a strange look on her face. Cethaz couldn't tell if she was excited or dismayed, but her view of Virpi was broken by Aatos swirling her around and sticking his tongue in her mouth. She responded by twirling her own tongue around it, and throwing her strong arms around his back before she removed his shirt and revealed his slim but wiry torso.
After she had gotten his shirt off, she took a good, long look at his chest before she tossed it backwards, into the audience, and said to him, "How about you start making me nude?"
"My pleasure, honey."
Aatos undid the ribbons at the front of Cethaz' blouse and pulled the entire thing over her head, leaving her in her underwear. She was wearing a tight bra and thong panties; they were both bright red. Cethaz was excited; the feeling of having so many people around her admiring her body made her start to feel moist. She could see lustful expressions on many of the men in the audience as they looked at her; she also noticed that some of the women were gazing at Aatos with stars in their eyes. But they could only watch- the two of them were off limits to everyone else, and made her feel even hotter within her loins.
Her husband was a bit less confident. Aatos was quite nervous, but he still went along with it. He did find his wife as ravishing as ever in her undergarments, though- he felt himself grow erect as he observed her large, tan bosom, her wide hips and her thick, muscular thighs.
"Oooh, I see something grow in your pants!"
Cethaz took her hand and stroked his erect member through his pants; then she rubbed his crotch with her buttocks, and Aatos started to dry-hump her. He put her hands on her back and began to unclasp her bra; when he had finally undone it, he removed it from her and dropped it onto the floor.
Cethaz' bare bosom was bouncing in front of everyone now, and she was thrilledBut she had to do something else; she turned around and brought Aatos' pants down to his ankles in one quick motion. His erection almost hit her face as it popped out; she stuck her tongue out and started licking the shaft back and forth, closing her eyes and savoring the feel of his hardness. Cethaz moved her tongue to his head and rotated around so she was facing him; she then took the head in her mouth, sucking on it with a gentle motion as her tongue circled it.
Aatos was in heaven. He had nearly forgotten about all of the people staring at the two of them; all that was on his mind was his lover and the jolts of passion she was sending through his body. "Ohhhhh, Cethie, that feels so good, keep doing that..." The tingling in his penis grew stronger as she took more of his penis into her mouth. Cethaz put her hand around his length as she nodded her head back and forth, pumping her fist around it to stimulate him even more. Then she removed her hand from him and started to move her mouth all the way down to the base of his penis, making sure that she rubbed every part of it.
"Ceth, I... I think I'm going to blow my load in your mouth... ahhhhhh..."
She took his penis out of her mouth and stood up in front of him. "Oh honey, there's one clothing you still have to take off me..."
"Turn around, Ceth- I want to grab that hot little butt of yours in that thong before I take it off."
Cethaz moved her bottom in front of Aatos and he took it in both of his hands. She shivered as he squeezed it; she was quite damp already but he was making her even wetter. "Oh yeah, that feels soooooo nice... but I got something really special for you now."
She made sure to face the audience before she moved her panties down her legs, just a little bit at a time. She heard several gasps as her pubic hair came into view- she guessed that most of them had never seen a typical dwarven-style bush before- and by the time that she had removed them, Aatos was embracing her from the side.
"Oh honey, what do you want to do now?"
"Get down on your knees and go down on me."
Aatos did as she suggested and put his mouth between her legs, sticking his tongue upwards through her opening as Cethaz moaned his name. He tasted her nectar flowing out of her as he licked her flower, and grabbed her buttocks as he licked her deeper and deeper. "That feel so good, honey..." She put her hands on his head as he went down on her, pressing her fingers against his reddish-brown hair.
Cethaz nearly screamed as he withdrew his tongue from her crevice and moved it onto her clitoris. He twirled it around her hot little nub, bringing her closer to her orgasm with every orbit around it, making her tear up with ecstasy before she hit critical mass and exploded, shrieking his name as she hurtled off of the edge.
After he was done pleasing her, Aatos got up and held her in his arms. "How are you going to finish me off, Cethie?"
Cethaz got down on the floor and onto her hands and knees. "Take me from behind with your hardness, darling." Her long, blue-black hair flowed over her tan back like a waterfall as she looked back at him.
Aatos got behind her and took his maleness in her hand and positioned it at the back of her womanhood. They didn't do this position very often but he guessed that she wanted to do something a bit more theatrical so the audience could get a good look at them. He made sure that he was careful as he nudged himself further into her; Cethaz sighed with passion as he began to thrust inside her.
By this point, Aatos had gotten used to performing in front of the audience; he had noticed that Virpi in particular was paying very close attention. He wasn't uncomfortable in front of the audience anymore, but he remembered a little something that he wanted to do.
"Oh, Peachie, you're so good!"
Cethaz froze for a second. How could he say something like that! He knew damn well that she didn't want him to call her that in public. And he called her "Peachie" in Elvish, too... since they had started performing on stage, she hadn't felt one bit of embarrassment, but now that he had blurted out her special name, she was totally humiliated. But as she felt him moving inside her, she got so hot and wet, feeling a wave of ecstasy approach, and reached climax soon afterwards.
