JTSS 1-185

Evalynn sat on the shore of a beautiful lake, wearing a fine silk dress of green and yellow. Her long golden hair was tied back and woven with silk cord, and her lips were painted the deepest red. She reclined beside a bottle of wine with two glasses as she listened to the sound of soft, elvish voices. She was at the lake beside the village in the Lovewood, listening to the elves sing, talk, and make love. One played the harp someplace, its haunting tones drifting on the air and setting a sweet mood.

She was here for a purpose, waiting for her lover to appear so they could share the magic they had. This was where they agreed to meet, their secret place away from prying eyes. Evalynn was hopeful her lover would be along soon and then she saw the image coming along the shore.

She stepped with a beautiful grace, her pale skin and long black hair a testament to her beauty. She had slight pointed ears that just peaked out and noble features that suggested she was a woman of great power. She was in a gown of white, with bare feet and a necklace of gold around her neck. Evalynn couldn't help but smile at her lover as the elf maiden Breanne blushed in return.

They met with a kiss and a holding of hands, their love flaring with anticipation.

“I wasn’t sure you were coming,” Evalynn said as she looked deep into compassionate eyes. “I have missed you.”

“It has only been a couple of days,” Breanne replied. “And I wasn't sure you would be here either. We have all been so busy, what with Frank's new idea about the contest.”

Evalynn nodded in agreement as they turned to look at the lake and finally relaxed. Frank had come up with an interesting plan to invite neighboring kingdoms to compete in a contest of ability. They would come here and begin raiding the dungeons of monster players, gaining levels and wealth that they would then take back to their homelands. However, Frank planned to sweeten the deal by creating a token that could be collected by completing dungeons. The team that had the most at the end of the month would be the winner of the competition. They and the kingdom they represented would be given greater rewards, including all the money collected to enter the competition in the first place. Frank even wanted to establish a system so kingdoms could gamble on the event to increase interest. It was a huge undertaking that required the cooperation of the monster players and a lot of preparation. Evalynn and Roric had been making changes to the Lovewood to accommodate the influx of players and to provide a dungeon in the forest to test their ability.

“I think our changes are almost done,” Evalynn said. “Roric has made several encounters to challenge them.”

“Frank is planning to add a level to his dungeon so he can step up the difficulty below it,” Breanne said. Quinny and Idris have been working together to turn the zombie invasion into a long multistage quest with some challenging encounters.”

“I hope this plan works,” Evalynn said. “If it does, Frank might be the evil genius they all think he is.”

“I have begun to wonder that myself,” Breanne laughed. “The boy has certainly shown a level of creativity he kept hidden initially. Getting married and embracing the love of women changed him. He's become confident, bold, even daring.”

“And he loves taking care of his women,” Evalynn added.

“Yes, I have never seen a man who loved caring for women as much as he does,” Breanne agreed. “So, what are we going to do today?”

“You mean after we make love?” Evalynn replied with a smile.

Breanne blushed as Evalynn ran a hand up her back and took her into a hug. Their lips met as their bodies came together the heat between them beginning to grow. Hands began to wander, and dresses came open as the elf women hungered for more.

They left clothing behind as they stumbled for the village and went into a house Evalynn created just for them. On the second floor was a bed, sitting at a wide opening to a balcony. There they made love with passion and fire, kissing, sucking, and caressing until their bodies were satisfied. Then they did what mattered most to Evalynn: they lay still, holding one another as the day went on.

“I love this,” Evalynn said after an hour of snuggling had gone by. “I am so glad there is another elf woman in our harem.”

“There are several more,” Breanne said as she rubbed her cheek on Evalynn.

“I am aware, but none of them are as beautiful as you are,” Evalynn replied before kissing her lips. “I feel bonded to you in a way I can't describe.”

“I feel the same,” Breanne said. “I wonder if they would let us marry?”

Evalynn smiled at the silly thought. There was no way the masters would allow them to marry, especially since Breanne was already married to Hannah. That would put Evalynn in that growing family and create some unwanted tension. It would also give Evalynn access to Hannah's essence pool, which, by all accounts, was a dangerous thing to use. Everyone but Hannah who attempted to use it burned like a star for a short while, then collapsed into unconsciousness, often taking days to wake up. Roric would be very against the idea, but it was a sweet thing to consider.

The two women rolled over, laying on their stomachs as they looked over the balcony. The village was under the protective canopy of the Lovewood drenching the scene in forest magic. Outside, they could hear elves talking in their musical voices as they discussed the day and other mundane topics. Evalynn loved to pretend that she and Breanne were married and living among their kind in a forest village. It was a dream that she shared with Breanne and why they made the village their meeting place. As often as they could, they came here to live another life and be among their kind, like in a fairy tale.

The two sighed in unison, their feet playing a little game as they shared the dream. It was a silly thing to pretend, but they both enjoyed it, and it made them happy. Evalynn finally climbed onto Breanne's back and began to rub, causing the woman to groan into a pillow. She kept a small copper bowl with scented oil on the nearby table, which drizzled on the woman's pale skin.

Breanne let out soft moans as Evalynn rubbed the oil into her skin, caressing every muscle with great care. She loved their time together and intended to savor every minute of it.

“You aren't getting many forest tattoos,” Evalynn said as she traced her hands over the tree that ran up Breanne's spine. She had the faces of the various masters, Frank, Roric, Zillix, Rajeen, and Blackbast in the upper Branches. She even had Frank's second appearance, the half-human and half ghoul's face that indicated she had made love to the man's undead form. However, everything else could be gotten from girls in Blackbast's temple. She had none of the marks that came from men outside the harem.

Breanne laughed and said she wanted more, but that meant less time with Evalynn, something she didn't want to give up. Evalynn loved to hear that from the woman who was the other half of her soul. She rubbed and kissed, teasing every inch of the woman's back, then working her way down to lavish that perfect rear with loving attention. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she hadn't realized they had company. Only when she turned back for more oil did she notice the odd man standing behind them.

“Oh!” Evalynn cried in alarm and bashfully hid her chest. “I didn’t know you were there.

Breanne turned to see who she was talking to, and they took in the appearance of the odd man. He was tall and lean with a muscular build and elvish features. His face was kind, with a short, mossy green beard that was impeccably trimmed. His eyes were green but had a magical light to them that stood out on his amber skin. His hair was as green as his beard, swept back to shoulder length, and decorated in places with beads and feathers. Perhaps his most striking feature was the deer antlers that sprouted from his head, a small crown of horns to distinctly mark him.

“Lord Drellis,” Evalynn gasped as the two naked women turned exposed and oiled to the grand druid. They held their breath as the druid who hid in his grove took in their bodies with a pleased smile. She could see the attraction in his eyes and imagine the hunger stirring in his heart. As they watched, a green mist encapsulated his form, and a dark, towering shape stepped out. He was now much taller with soft black fur over a broad-shouldered body. He had the head of an elk, or moose, with larger antlers to match that nearly scraped the ceiling. When he shifted his feet, they heard the thump of a hoof and looked down to see a rapidly hardening cock.

The two elven women clung together in shock as that cock grew until it was thicker than one of their arms and nearly as long. Breanne gasped as he looked down on them with firm intention, leaving no doubt about what would happen next.

Evalynn could feel Breanne's heart racing as the two clung tightly to one another. Drellis commanded them to hug with arms around the other's waist. Nervously, they did as he said, and then he raised a hand glowing with green light. Evalynn felt something wrap around her wrists and waist. Breanne felt it, too, as her hands were tied behind Evalynn's back. Now, the two elf women were trapped, their hands tied behind each other as they lay breast to breast.

Drellis stepped to the edge of the bed, his massive cock tracing along their thighs. He rolled Breanne to her back, pulling Evalynn on top. Then he whispered a magical command and woody vines spread down their bodies and hooked Evalynn's legs behind the knees. Her legs were pulled forward, forcing her into a kneel. As her legs came forward, they forced Breanne's to spread, her lover's feet high in the air over her back.

Now they were helpless and exposed, their pussies stacked for the giant of the man who stood before them. All they could do was look into each other's eyes in shock as his hand rolled over Evalynn's rear. They both knew that he was technically a master, and as such, they were his to use.

Breanne went to say something, but suddenly, her eyes widened, and her voice became a wailing cry. Evalynn could feel her body moving and realized that Drellis was pressing his massive cock into her elven pussy. The woman's breath came out as rapid pants as their bodies bounced together in his firm use of her body. She could feel a mass moving in Breanne's body, sliding in and out as that cock plumbed the depths of her soul.

Evalynn felt her lover tugging on her binds and trying desperately to lower her legs, but there was nothing she could do. They were bound and would stay that way until the druid was done fertilizing their gardens. She looked deep into Breanne’s eyes as the woman earned a new tattoo, this one for the druid. The sex seemed to last forever, with Breanne cumming several times, her lovely voice singing out to mark each passing.

Then came a groan from behind, and Drellis grabbed the woman's outstretched legs. He held her firm as he thrust so deeply that Evalynn felt his stomach pressing to her ass. Breanne cried out as a new depth was reached, then her body went tight, and the orgasms came. Drellis let out a low moan as he filled the woman's womb with his gift until she could hold no more. He held her legs high as Breanne's hand lay back, the woman panting in a vain effort to recover. Then Evalynn felt the bulge in Breanne's stomach withdraw, slowly pulling away as Breanne let out a long groan.

She looked down in her lover's half-closed eyes to see a look of both exhaustion and satisfaction. Breanne's lips were spread in a pleased smile that betrayed her feelings. Evalynn leaned in to kiss her cheek when something pressed at her body. She felt a hard flat surface spread her pussies tender lips then, with a sudden pop, her body welcomed it in. In a flash of lightning, she felt her pussy stretching wide around a cock that defied logic.

Her head whipped back as she let out a cry of both panic and surrender as that cock slowly but firmly pressed deeper. She could feel it crawling up her stomach, going where no man had gone before. She grunted under the sense of absolute fullness that shook her body as she prayed it would soon come to an end. She prayed every inch was the last, only to have it go deeper still. Then his hands were on her rear, gripping firmly as he tested his position.

Evalynn's world was between her legs, where all she knew was that cock and the pressure inside. When it began to move, she lost all sense of her surroundings, crying out as she went from full to empty and back again in rapid succession. The sensation was maddening as her body shook with every powerful thrust. In seconds she was cumming, unable to resist the power of the sex. She strained against her binds, but that only intensified the sensation, causing her body to squeeze on his cock. She gasped for air between cries of surrender as the giant man took what he wanted and more.

Soft lips kissed at her neck as Breanne tried to comfort her. The two women were helplessly bound to one another, being used as the sex slaves they were. Evalynn ran wet as her body came again, her pussy a fountain as her legs shook. She had no control over her body's response, nor was she even aware it was happening. All she knew was that cock, and it was digging at her soul.

It went on for what seemed like an eternity as orgasms flowed thick and fast. Then his hands tightened and pulled her back, burying his cock so deep inside. She felt it throb all through her stomach as his monstrous seed spilled into her body. Instantly, she shared the orgasm, wailing as her back ached and head threw back to let her screams fly. He pulled away a few inches, then thrust back in, determined to pump her full of his seed. She felt it flowing through her body and out around her thighs. She felt so full she was sure her stomach would burst, and yet he throbbed more. At last, the thrusting stopped, and she tensed for what would come next. Slowly, he pulled away, that fullness sliding through her body. She groaned in a long, wailing tone as every inch slid free. When he finally came out, she felt a sudden rush as cum poured from her pussy to Breanne's below.

She was left to pant as her body drained in a long, slow flow of sticky goodness. Drellis moved to the side, his hand rolling down her back to help settle her shock. Suddenly, her hands and legs came free as the vines faded away. She collapsed fully into Breanne, the two hugging even tighter to share the power of what had just happened.

They were left for several minutes to recover, but when they looked up, Drellis was still there. His massive cock hung down, dripping with the aftermath of their sex. Evalynn looked down to meet Breanne's gaze, and the two shared an understanding. Slowly they parted, climbing to the side of the bed where he stood until his cock was between them. Then they leaned in to lick, each taking a side to clean as the master looked on in approval.

They lavished his cock, taking hold of it to stroke as they met at the top for a kiss. Evalynn was alive with sexual tension as she shared this new experience with the woman she loved so intently. Breanne was just as full of fire, smiling and kissing with an eagerness for more. Evalynn had an idea, but she needed to coax Drellis to the bed and get him to sit. She looked up from her stroking to meet his dark eyes, looking down with profound kindness. She patted the bed, urging him to sit so they could continue.

With a nod, he moved, pulling himself free of their grasp to sit and watch intently. Evalynn then leaned in to whisper to Breanne, causing the woman to blush with her idea. Breanne nodded, and they got up, each moving to one side. Then they turned their backs to him and bent over, each pressing their rear to his cock. They came together, his cock trapped between their cheeks as they rode up and down, stroking his cock with their asses.

Evalynn was alive with tension as she let her wildness run loose. She was hungry for new sexual experiences, and sharing them with Breanne only made them sweeter. They danced like this until Drellis began to moan in a deep rolling bellow. Evalynn knew he was close, but she wanted the fire of the moment to burn hotter. She pulled away, causing Breanne to pause in confusion. Evalynn turned to grab her hips and pull her over the heap of his cock. Breanne's eyes went wide as Evalynn pulled her down, pressing his cock into her ass. The magical collar protected her body and allowed her tender skin to stretch well beyond normal capacity. Her ass resisted for only a moment, then surrendered, swallowing the broad head of his cock.

Breanne cried out as her body was filled once again, and Evalynn pulled her down to force him in deeply. She then guided the pace, lifting Breanne and then pulling her back, forcing the woman to take the cock. Drellis's massive hands tightened on the bed as his body eagerly sought another release. Evalynn couldn't contain herself as she aided in their sex, setting the pace and pushing them both to the climax. When it came, Breanne nearly collapsed, her body trembling as her ass was filled with Drellis's milky gift. It seeped out around his massive cock, aiding in lubricating his passage as Evalynn kept the pace going. Breanne planted her hands on the bed, hunched over to support her failing body. She was in the throws of a shared orgasm while also feeling that terrible fullness up her ass.

Evalynn slowed the pace after she was sure he had given all he could, then pulled Breanne away. It took a long agonizing minute for that cock to slide free of the woman’s rear, leaving behind a gaping reminder of how widely she had been stretched. She was allowed to collapse into the bed and lay beside him as Evalynn took on the task of cleaning him up. She then fell in on the other side, the two elvish beauties cradled to his chest.

Only now were words spoken as Drellis stroked their backs to soothe them after their torments.

“You are both beautiful and sensual like rare flowers,” he said.

Evalynn looked across his chest at her lover, sharing a blush as they smiled at his comments. She ran a hand up his chest, feeling the muscle hidden beneath the silky hair. Breanne joined her in exploring his frame as the two finally began to recover.

“So why are such flowers together in the village?” he asked.

“It's where we have chosen to meet,” Evalynn replied. “Breanne and I are lovers, and we meet here to be together.”

“Aren’t all the harem girls lovers?” Drellis pressed.

“This love is special,” Breanne replied. “I feel I have found the match of my soul in Evalynn.”

“I see, so you come here to play at a life as elvish maidens, married and together,” he surmised.

“I suppose,” Evalynn said as her fingers blended with Breanne's. It's nice to have a change of pace, an escape where I can be alone with that one person who makes me feel whole. I don't mean to say I don't love Roric or the others, just that Breanne touches my heart in a way I don't know how to explain.”

“There is nothing wrong with having a favorite or two among so many lovers,” Drellis said. “I love my Sandris and the girls of the jade harem, but I, too, have my favorites.”

“Hannah,” Breanne said as she stared into his dark eyes. “You are very fond of her.”

He let out a rumbling sigh as his hand settled on her hip. He admitted that he had a soft spot for Hannah and felt drawn to her like a moth to a flame. However, he was no longer allowed to take her to his grove and had been avoiding her ever since.

“He’s not allowed to take her to the grove?” Evalynn asked as she looked across his chest to Breanne. “That isn’t what they wanted.”

“It most certainly is not,” Breanne replied as she swatted his chest. “Nobody said you couldn’t take her.”

Drellis lifted his massive bovine head and looked between the two women in confusion.

“But, I was told she had other duties in her master's temple, and I could not take her away,” he pleaded.

“Oh, is that why you haven’t been taking her?” Breanne gasped. “That isn’t what they meant. You misunderstood them.”

“How have I misunderstood?” he pressed, a hopeful sound in his voice.

Breanne explained that Hannah was off-limits only while serving in the temple. But she only did that for a few hours a day and then only four of five days a week. Only during these narrow windows of time did they wish him to avoid seeking her affections. All other times, he was free to hunt her to his heart's content and take her as often as he wished.

“She’s even told me that she’s upset that you haven’t made love to her recently,” Breanne added. “Your encounters are special to her.”

“I am so glad to hear that,” he bellowed. “You have no idea how happy you have made me.”

“I would have thought the sex had done that,” Evalynn teased. His hand cupped her rear as he pulled her closer to his face to gaze into her eyes.

“You have pleased me greatly,” he said as his massive hand messaged her rear. “I would like to find you two here more often. I have a fondness for elves and those with a sylvan nature. I would like to tend the garden of your love frequently.”

“It would be our honor, master,” Evalynn replied as her blood ran hot. She looked to Breanne, who was excited and fearful in the same expression. Their little home in the village would become a place where they served the druid of the forest. Like elves from some story book they would welcome the seed of the nature king and dance for his pleasure.