Magic Elf in an Erogame

For the first time, I stared down at my nude body. My chest barely extended. I didn’t know much about girl sizes, but it was close to a small B-cup if I had to guess. There was only a small amount of fat on my mostly flat tummy—mostly an extension to protect the womb underneath.

There was a decent thigh gap, and in between my thighs, my slit was protected by a hood. My pelvis was clean of body hair. Most of my body seemed pretty hairless, except for the top of my head. Clear water rushed against my body, and some of the dirt came off my skin.

This small stream was the last stop before the city. The cold water woke me up from my still sleepy state. It also served to calm my horniness from the previous night.

But when I moved to rub between my thighs, a jolt of electricity ran up my body, and a sigh escaped me. Cleaning my nether region became almost impossible, but I somehow managed to wipe off the dirt. The whole time I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes.

By the time I got out, my body was burning. The wind didn’t help. I felt like if this kept on going, I would end up climaxing without even masturbating. I knew that could happen as a man. I had numerous wet dreams in my past life, but I wondered if the same thing would happen to women.

I slapped my cheeks hard enough to focus on grabbing my clothes from the low-hanging branch. It helped me to reel my thoughts back in, and I stepped into my seductive black underwear. I wondered why Sarah wore black underneath. Is it because of the black robes?

After getting fully dressed, I exited the small wooded area and joined Olaf and Fimbly by the road.

Olaf walked over and touched my cheek. “Did something happen? Your cheeks are pink.”

I’m sure my cheeks went from pink to red from his touch.

Fimbly grumbled. “You two should get a room in the city.”

Olaf and I jumped at the same time and fumbled over words.

The old man let out a hearty laugh. He stepped forward on the road and used his staff as a cane. “In this world, you never know when it will end…” he trailed off for a bit. “...to be young again.”

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At the bottom of the backpack, I didn’t even think about getting caught by gate guards. The stupid old man’s words hung around in my head, lingering around like a bad smell. In this world, you never know when it will end.

I had an inkling that this world was like that already. Should I have counted myself lucky I didn’t run into any monsters or bandits? Maybe it’s thanks to that old man’s sensing magic? I still need to ask him to teach me magic!

More than anything, these thoughts were only a distraction. Ever since I was picked up and put into the bag by those arms, I felt hot inside. My groin was like a radiator, and I was slowly but surely leaking fluid. Whoever dragged me here has a terrible sense of humor.

A guardsmen with a leather helmet and steel clasps peered into the bag, and I could see his face, but he couldn’t see me. I covered my mouth to be sure, but his head left.

“You’re good to go,” the guardsmen said. “Everything’s in order.”

Once we got inside, I didn’t dare exit to peer around. Even though I was deathly curious about the inside of cities here, I knew better. The moment I peaked my head out, someone would inevitably cry “elf!” Then my freedom would end.

I heard Fimbly grumble. “I’m gonna check in with the magic shops here. Don’t wait up for me. If you need me, you know how to get a hold of me.”

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A wooden floor creaked under my weight as I was set down. I crawled out of the bag and looked around the small inn room. There was a tall brown wardrobe to the side of the room. A dresser sat next to a bed. That’s right, there was a singular bed.

Olaf looked awkwardly at me. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get us a different room. It would be pretty suspicious if I asked for two rooms or two beds. If you want, I can sleep on the floor.”

I walked next to the bed and took a seat. It wasn’t as hard as I expected it to be, but it was a bit small for two people. If there were two people of Olaf’s size they’d not be able to fit.

Outside of the window, the sun was beginning to set again. I could see the buildings from here at least. Most of them were made of wood, and a few of them were stone. The walls of the city were made of what looked like stone cinder blocks. The window helped me avoid the gaze of Olaf for a while, until I felt the bed sink a bit beside me.

I looked over at him sitting next to me. As he looked down on me, so many thoughts returned to the forefront of my mind. What would it feel like for those big arms to hold me?

All of these thoughts served to heat up my face, and I didn’t even realize he was saying something to me.

“...you okay?”

“I’m fine!”

“Really? You look feverish,” he said, putting his hand against my forehead. “Was it the river?”

Fuck! My legs started to involuntarily rub together. How could I answer him? Could I really tell him what was on my mind? If I didn’t say anything, he’d think I was sick? There was a small amount of anger and frustration mixed with my need. I wondered if this guy was so dense that he couldn’t see anything. I need to say something!

I narrowed my eyes and looked up at his face determined.

He was faster. He brought his lips to my own, leaving me like a deer in headlights.

My eyes closed on their own. My heart thumped so loud in my chest. His lips felt so good against my own. I could hear his breathing becoming more ragged, every time his lips tugged mine. I never experienced a kiss, so I lost myself in that sensation. Once he pulled away, a small whimper left my mouth.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

Before he could get out of the bed, I placed my hand on his leg. “No, don’t be sorry. Please, I want this.”

His eyes widened as he looked down at me. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“But you’re a noble lady, and I’m just…”

I couldn’t take it anymore, and my frustration had reached a boiling point. If this blockhead didn’t fuck me, I was prepared to jump on top of him. I looked between his legs, and a tent was already being pitched inside of his leather trousers. Without hesitation, I grabbed his rod with my hand.

“Is this very ladylike?” I asked.

His body shook a bit, but he still maintained composure. “If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to stop myself.”

My hand trailed down his covered cock. The thing was easily thicker than my forearm. Even through his pants, I could tell. There was no small amount of fear from that thought. It was also longer than my delicate hands by almost double.

He grabbed my wrist before I could stroke it more. He flung me onto the bed.

Before I realized it, he was on top of me pinning my arms against the mattress. It only took one of his big callused hands to pin both of my wrists together above my head. He brought his lips against mine once more, and my legs wrapped around him as he french kissed me. Even his tongue was bigger than mine.

I moaned through my nose the more he toyed with me.

His other hand managed to stroke my ear lobes, causing my legs to squirm like crazy.

I whimpered once his lips separated.

He smirked and kept using his hand to toy with my earlobe. Olaf seemed to love how I squirmed from that zone. He blew on it.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to keep my voice down.

His two fingers continued to play with my ear. “I had no idea that elves were sensitive here.”

The voice that left me sounded incredibly slutty. “I...Di-didn’t…” My voice trailed off.

“You’re so cute,” Olaf said. His face came close to my ear, and he lightly bit the end of my pointed ear.

My body shivered like crazy all over. The unexpected orgasm had me reeling, and my pussy clenched around nothing. My legs slammed together and my toes curled. What the fuck!? Nobody told me a girl’s orgasm would be like this!

As my eyes fluttered open, I realized he had started taking off his undershirt. I was greeted by a six pack and a toned chest. A small amount of hair covered the surface area, and his stomach had a happy trail running down.

He pulled his pants and underwear down at the same time, and his dick sprung into the air, bouncing a few times for good measure. He unexpectedly had a good amount of pubic hair, but I should have expected it in a medieval world.

The more important thing was his cock was huge and had me salivating. The foreskin was pulled back, exposing the thick pinkish tip. It was unbelievably thick and long. The thing looked like it was probably eight inches of hardness, and it was unbelievably veiny.

This was what a true man looked like. Even the balls were big, and his thighs were incredibly muscular. They were also slightly pale from being clothed most of the time.

Only a few seconds was I allowed to admire his body. His hands easily pulled off my robes and exposed my drenched black panties. After he pulled of my top and bottom, my entire body was exposed to him.

“You’re so sexy, Sarah.”

I couldn’t believe he said my name like that. It made me feel warm inside. “Say that again.”

“You’re so sexy, Sarah.” He climbed back on top of me and massaged my boobs.

I sighed as he ran his rough fingers against my nipples. As I grabbed onto his back, I whispered into his ear. “I’m a virgin.”

Olaf nodded before licking my ear again. His sensual voice reached my eardrum. “I will be gentle.”

He pulled my legs apart and grabbed his member. As he pushed forward, he aligned it with my hole.

I realized in horror that there hadn’t been any foreplay to make me loose enough to accept him. As his tip pushed against the outer lips and labia, I clenched my teeth and whimpered.

He kissed me as tears filled the corners of my eyes. “Relax your body a little bit.”

I did what he said and tried to relax, taking deep breaths. More of him pushed into me, and I cried out as I felt him push further. I felt his cock tear through something within me, and I knew it was my hymen. My years of being a virgin ended, and it was as a woman. Oddly, this didn’t bring me any sense of shame. For some reason, there was joy at being made a woman.

More of Olaf pushed into me, and I had to fight my body's urge to clamp hard around him. It hurt more than I had expected, until he went all the way in. I was happy he was slow because I felt his cock head kiss my cervix.

For a few seconds we lay intertwined. I didn’t even notice both of his hands holding mine, but it made me happy. He comforted me.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

I nodded through the pain.

“I am going to start moving.” Olaf followed through with his promise and began pulling out of me.

My muscles clenched onto him involuntarily, and I felt myself stretching along his length. My inner walls could feel his every vein and wanted to remember the shape of him. I felt his tip pulling out of the deepest parts of me and rubbing against a spot I didn’t even know existed. As his cock head rubbed against it, I moaned.

“Good girl.” He smiled down at me as more of him pulled out. He kissed kissed my neck before speaking into my ear again. “Tell me when you start feeling good, Sarah.”

His hips lowered back into me as he kissed my ear.

I closed my eyes and focus on the feeling of his cock. It began to move more. Every time he pulled away, I could feel my pussy stretching to accommodate him. When he thrust back in, he was careful not to punch my cervix. What was once painful started feeling more and more pleasurable. Eventually, my wetness and the stretchiness of my womanhood won out.

He started to thrust in a slow and steady rhythm. “I’m feeling amazing, Sarah.”

My legs wrapped around him, and my arms clutched onto his strong back. “I’m starting to feel good now, too, Olaf.”

“I’m going to move more now.” His hips pulled back more now with each thrust.

When it felt like his dick would exit, my honey pot clenched tightly around him. It was reluctant to let him go, and Olaf seemed to notice that.

He would push back inside, and his tip would spread me open even more. There was a certain spot deep within me that it dragged against, and without fail, I would whimper every time. I wanted to bite down on my hand, but his hands pinned mine to the mattress.

The rascal seemed to realize it was my spot because he rubbed even faster against it.

My cries became even louder. This went beyond simply feeling good. Olaf had found my G-spot and was using it against me.

“Moan for me, Sarah.”

“Olaf!” I moaned out, no longer caring about the sound of my voice. “Olaf!” My fingernails dug into his back as I whined. “Olaf! I’m gonna…”

“Me, too.”

As my body shook, I felt him bottom out inside me again. I felt his teeth dig into my shoulder.

His cock jerked around inside of me and throbbed. He didn’t even bother to pull it out. His entire load shot straight into my unprotected womb. His balls that were pressed against my skin shot their contents into my body. All while he pressed kisses and bite marks into my neck.

I couldn’t believe I let him cum inside me. My thoughts were a mess as I struggled to catch my breath. I expected that post-nut clarity would make me feel different, but I still blushed while looking at his exposed chest.

Along with the warmth from his sperm, another warmth spread inside of my body. New sensations attacked me. My eyes widened. The color of the atmosphere seemed to change. It was as though him ejaculating inside of me had unlocked some previously unseen specs floating around in the wild.

I burst out laughing from the silliness of my new life, and that laugh turned into tears.

“Sarah? Is something wrong?”

I shook my head. “No, I am just so happy.”

It wasn’t a lie. Even though the tears flowed, I truly felt joy—an almost dangerous sense of joy, bordering on mania. I just hoped that I would be able to sleep with this feeling.

As Olaf pulled out of my womanhood, I felt warm liquid running down my thighs. He acted quickly and cleaned me off with a wet towel. Even though he seemed like a big and rough adventurer, he was surprisingly gentlemanly.

After cleaning me off, we lay in the bed naked together. I had managed to become the little spoon as he played with my hair.

“Do you want to be my woman?” Olaf asked.

I giggled. “Isn’t it too late to ask that?”

“No, if you are worried, there’s a magic shop that sells something to prevent pregnancies.”

I turned around and puckered my lips, letting him kiss me once more. “I will be yours, Olaf.”

He wrapped his arms even tighter around my stomach. “I will get you out of this kingdom, no matter what.”