Sunlight streaming through a break in the forest canopy awoke Brian. He yawned, and stretched as he arose from his bed of leaves. He looked around briefly, and saw that his dryad lover of the night before had left. It was too bad – she’d been a great fuck, last night, and he could use some relief this morning – he had an incredible case of morning wood. He looked around, wondering if the dryad had perhaps just gone off briefly. He picked up the now somewhat dirty bedsheet he had taken from that foolish knight, but didn’t bother to wrap it around his waist – he’d just need to take it off again when he either found someone to hump, or just took care of his dick himself.
Brian walked down the narrow forest path, to where a brook bubbled merrily. It brought back memories of earlier last night, which had been spent with a nymph. If the dryad wasn’t around, the nymph would be just as good.
Brian bent down, and drank deeply from the brook’s sweet, crisp water. Despite the sound of the flowing waters, his delicate elven ears picked up an approaching footstep. He looked up, hoping for the nymph or the dryad.
What he saw was better than either one. There, dressed in white, stood the most beautiful elf Brian had ever seen. Her face was the epitome of elven beauty, enhanced by the elaborate way she had done her long, golden hair. Her limbs were willowy but strong, and upon her torso sat the most magnificent pair of breasts Brian had ever seen on an elf.
“Good morning,” he said at last, in delicate elven.
She surprised him by replying in the human tongue, “Hello.”
“A very fine day it is,” he ventured, in human as well.
“Indeed,” she replied.
They looked at each other in silence, each seeming to study the other.
“You are the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen,” Brian said at last, breaking the silence.
The beautiful elf woman stood silently, for a moment, before replying. “Thank you,” she said, “you are quite interesting as well.”
“Interesting?” asked Brian, who was not certain if he had just been complimented or not.
“Well,” replied the beautiful elf woman, “I haven’t seen many of our kind with bodies like yours.”
Brian stood up to his full height, fully naked, every muscle thick and powerful, his still-hard cock jutting out proudly. “True,” he said, “I’m unique.” His powerful legs exploded, and he leapt across the brook, landing next to the beautiful elf on the other side. “Of course, you’re not exactly common either, are you?”
She blushed, it seemed. “You are correct,” she answered. Then she reached out, and placed her hand on Brian’s thick, cobblestone abs. “It seems that neither of us is common.”
Brian grinned, and flexed his abs, causing them to stand out insanely. “Would you like to feel a bit more of me?” he asked, in the most seductive tone he could manage.
In reply, the elf slipped out of her white silken dress, revealing the most beautiful body Brian had ever seen on a high elf. “There’s one part of you in particular that I want to feel,” she purred, grinning.
Both looked at Brian’s thick cock, which was painfully erect. Brian’s grin widened.