Mature Content
In the Elifian brothel, in a dim light of the bedroom, Elifian woman's naked body moved like a wave over a human man, who was moaning and holding her by her wide hips. It was one of the warriors of the army of people who captured Gontor one week ago. He was lying in bed, staring at her beautiful breasts as they danced in rhythm of their love making. Irileth moved like a professional dancer, like someone who practiced it a lot and loved her job. But in reality, she felt awkward and it seemed to her face that her expression showed it, but this warrior was too focused on her breasts to look up.
"Fuck, stupid Mark... it's your fault... you should protect this... place!" Irileth thought as her hips were moving like in trance, felt how her tits were jumping up and down her chest like they had their own life "He fucking wizard and he can't even stop this fucking army and protect this place from these... these barbarians?!"
Her inner dialogue was cut off, when she felt by her superpowerful senses a change of mood of a warrior. He was getting ready to come soon and she started to moan and smile to him as she rode his dick. Her voice, the voice of a female lovemaking elf, filled the room and relaxed the warrior's body even more. "I don't want that you finish" Irileth thought "Not so soon, I'll make you understand what real pleasure is and then you'll be addicted to me!"
She smiled with her eyes, while moaning, and leaned over to the warrior. Her full breasts were falling down on his face like soft pillows. "Oh yes!" she heard the warrior's voice muffled by her boobs. "Of course 'yes'! " she thought "I know what men want! I was one once too, you know? Oh... no ... better not to think about this!"
"Oh my sweet warrior... uhmm.... ahh.... " Irileth whispered between the moans "You'll... oh! .. love... ughhhh... my tits!" She kissed softly his forehead "You'll always want me... you'll never... leave me... right?!" Irileth felt her heart jump from anxiety from her question and hoped that he didn't heard any difference in her voice. But the warrior just moaned under her and hugged her body closer to him. "I'm gonna take this as 'yes'... for now." she thought and moaned louder when she felt his hands sliding over her butt cheeks and back up.
She know that now she was alone, without Mark. Without anyone from her old life and even her real body, her own male body. She hated Mark and all this fantasy bullshit, but now she was an Elifian girl, among these barbaric humans. She have only her body and love making skills as an elf, and that is it. She didn't had much choice and it seemed to her that the only way she could protect herself is to please and give pleasure to men, used her charms for them, seducing them and then binding them to herself for protection and hope that one day, somehow, she could go back to her old life and world.