Feldare Tales: Trevir and the Nymph
"Okay." Trevir said. "I'm staying." He sat down where he stood, and she seemed content. Her hands went out to him, and touched his face and neck. She smiled timidly and brought her hands close to herself again, crossing her arms over her chest.
Trevir looked into her pretty green eyes, and then at her slim face, which narrowed to nearly a point at her chin. She was very pretty, but in an alien way, her eyes slanted noticeable. Not like the women of the east, which he had met a few with merchants. No, these actually were angled on a slant, not just an oddity of their eyelid structure.
He reached toward her, and she flinched, then let him touch her face, the skin was soft, and smooth. She sniffed at his hand, then let herself be touched. He moved the hand to her neck, and she stretched her neck languidly and rubbed against him, a small smile playing on her mouth. He felt something in her throat, like a growl, but infinitely softer, then realized she was purring. He moved his hand to the front of her neck, and she tilted her head all the way back, and he rubbed and dragged his nails over it. Her purring got louder and she smiled widely now, revealing her teeth. She had definitely pronounced canine teeth, but they weren't fangs, just long teeth. He withdrew his hand and she grabbed it, putting it to her neck again. "If you insist." Trevir said, stroking the neck more and enjoying the feeling of vibration coming down his fingertips.
She was now leaning toward him noticeable. And he could smell her now, musky and strong, but not unpleasant. "What sort of person are you?" He asked quietly, and she opened one green eye to regard him.
A soprano growl emerged from her and it said "You." His look of astonishment made her smile and she said "You." again.
Trevir smiled widely and said. "So, you're not broken, then." And she smiled at him and got up onto her knees. She crawled toward him like that and sniffed his neck, and his chest, then went lower, sniffing, she got to his groin and sniffed several times then looked up at him, smiling. "Yes, I'm a boy." He said, grinning. She lifted her head back up and sniffed his hair. She heeled back and took hold of his head and touched his hair, and face, examining him very closely, here eyes only a couple of inches from his, and her nostrils flaring with each breath. She continued with her soft smile, or perhaps that was the normal look for her face, but she did seem to be just checking him over.
One of her slim hands moved down his chest and into his lap, and came to rest on his groin, she squeezed his bulge and smiled widely. "Playful, aren't you?" He asked.
She giggled that guttural, growling giggle again. "You." She said, and licked his cheek. Her tongue was a solid five inches long, outside the mouth, and she left a trail of wet from below his jaw bone to nearly his eye.
He laughed at this and said. "Affectionate, too, I see."
Her hand massaged his groin causing his manhood to swell and send out it's shaft up his leg a little, she felt that and moved her hand to the shaft, squeezing it and grinning wider. "You." She said, gripping him by his handle.
"Well," Trevir said, "my intentions were honorable, but I cannot guarantee that for long, if you keep playing with that." He said looking down at her hand on his organ. She nuzzled his neck and started purring again, causing him to feel an intense pleasure running down his spine. Then he felt her sharp canines bite his shoulder, gently. She pulled back at his gasp and smiled at him. He gulped as she took both hands and started examining the buttons that held his jerkin closed. She popped the first one open, then rapidly opened the rest, having figured out the mysterious things.
Trevir sucked in air, and said. "Okay, this will go whatever way you wish, but remember, you started it." He smiled to her. She smiled back and pushed his jerkin off his shoulders. He let it fall to the ground as she sniffed his chest and arms, again lingering under his arm for a while before moving on.
He reached up and touched either side of her thin face, and pulled her gently to right before his own. He leaned forward and kissed her. The woman responded most strongly to this. She growled and Trevir felt her tongue worm into his mouth, and even partway down his throat, she searched within his mouth for a few moments before drawing it back into her mouth. Trevir's tongue followed it and she sucked on that tongue when it entered her mouth. After a moment, she drew back and pried his mouth open and looked in. She stuck a thumb and finger into his mouth and pulled out his tongue. She looked at it for a while and then smiles, huffing deeply in what must have been a laugh.
She stuck her own tongue out and touched it to his, then huffed some more. Trevir suspected he was being mocked on ths size of his tongue. Indignantly, he said. "I have else to work with, that might be more to your liking, you know."
She rose to his knees and unfastened his belt buckle and let his pants slide down. She became very interested and dove toward his groin, causing him a moment of panic. Her nose flared as she took in his smell. She looked at his swollen pole and then touched it gently. Her hands were cool and silken and felt wonderful on his swollen cock.
Suddenly, his rod ignited in bursts of pleasure as she slid her tongue over it, and around it. She could not reach all way around it with her long tongue, but enough so that it felt quite securely held. She moved to the base of his pole and then he felt her tongue sliding over his balls and even behind them, almost to his anus. She looked up and huffed at him again, then pressed her face to his groin and her tongue slid over then into his anus a small way. "Oh by the One! Trevir said, gasping for air." He looked down at her as the tongue withdrew and she looked up at him. "You really like to get to know your friends, don't you?"
She grinned widely and said. "You." Then started sniffing her way around him, crawling about, carefully avoiding hitting her hurt foot on anything. She smelled his rump then pressed in close and her tongue darted out again, and buried itself in his anus, all of it sliding in sensuously. Trevir gasped as she penetrated him with the slippery tongue and then pulled it out, only to put it right back. He'd never imagined being buggered before, but surely didn't think it would be a woman doing it, had he been, and even then with a tongue which measured longer than some men's manhoods. She wiggled the intruding mass inside his hole and pressed around the sides of his canal. She slipped it back out and licked all up and down his butt crack, then his back.
"You're one different kind of girl." He said. "You should have a name." He added.
She smiled and said. "You." She started to move around him again, and sat beside him, looking at his chest and arms, running her fingers along the muscle ridges. He sat, too, and peeled off his boots and then trousers. She watched him again, smiling. Once naked, he relaxed and figured he could just let whatever happens happen.
She stood on her knees right in front of him, and looked down at her dress of leaf-like patterns. Trevir grabbed it by the hem and lifted it. It rose up and over her head, revealing a lithe and well-knit frame with goodly muscles over it. If he needed further proof that this was no elf, then here it was, she had pubic hair. It was a thatch of bright green hairs growing in a narrow triangle just above the groin. She also had pretty large breasts, which he understood were not common among elvenkind. She dropped her arms back to her sides and leaned back placing her hands on the ground between her feet.
She's inviting me to smell her, Trevir thought. And leaned forward. That musky smell was stronger now, and still was not offensive to the nose. He sniffed her neck, then breasts, she smelled of the woods, but the woods was healthy and vibrant, so he liked that. As he went lower with his nose, she watched him with her large green eyes. When he got to the top of her pubic hair, she thrust her hips forward, granting him easier access to her. He smelled her womanhood, and his nose was filled with the musky scent. He felt his manhood stir most excitedly. Well, she had played with his, so he would return the favor. His tongue came out and lapped at the top of her vaginal opening. She arched her back toward him, and pushed his lips and tongue to her open vagina. The purring became loud enough to be heard over the forest sounds. She produced copious juices, and he soon found himself having to swallow to keep up with it, and that was with most of it running down her inner thighs.
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