Aria innocently knelt down in the water, which only reached above her breast. They stood at the edge so the water wasn't deep enough that Ash could see her beautiful breasts without leaning in closer.
He watched as they gently swayed beneath the surface, their tops just breaking the's surface. It was an enticing sight.
Aria's fingers traced along his shaft, feeling for any noticeable changes since yesterday. She couldn't see much from her angle, but she could sense that it was still as thick as ever.
She smiled, anticipating the taste of whatever she had yesterday, again today.
"I hope I'm not making it worse," Aria said worriedly.
Ash shook his head. "No, you're doing great."
Aria took a deep breath and leaned forward, her lips parting slightly. She gently ran her tongue along the head of his cock, tasting the salty texture of his pre-cum. She couldn't wait to taste more.
Without warning, Aria took Ash's cock deep into her mouth, her nose nearly pressing against his abdomen.
She bobbed her head up and down, taking him as far as she could without gagging.
Ash let out a groan, his hips buckling slightly in response to her eager mouth.
'Fuck, she does it like a pro!'
Aria's hand gently massaged Ash's balls, rolling them between her fingers as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth.
She could feel her saliva beginning to pool at the back of her throat, and she eagerly swallowed it down.
As she worked, Aria couldn't help but admire Ash's body. He wasn't really strong and masculine, but she just felt there's something about him that she finds... different but attractive.
'What is this connection I'm sensing between I and this elf?' she wondered, but she wanted to make him feel better, to help him heal.
After some rounds of pumping in and out, she pulled back, her cheeks hollowed out from the lack of cock in her mouth.
She looked up at Ash, her eyes shining with excitement. "Do you mind if I take a closer look at those?" she asked, reaching for his balls.
Ash shook his head, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. 'It's a ball, let her play with it.'
She cupped one of Ash's balls in her palm, feeling its weight in her hand. She gently squeezed, watching as it tightened under her touch.
With her other hand, she gently lifted his cock up, pointing it towards the sky. It looked impossibly long and thick, like a rocket about to launch.
She leaned forward, her tongue reaching for the lowest point on his balls that she could reach.
She began licking up and down his sensitive skin, causing Ash to let out a soft moan. She continued this for several minutes, savoring the taste and texture of his skin.
Her free hand continued sliding against his shaft as she licked his balls. This heightened his pleasure.
He could barely hold his moans as she continued her innocent acts.
Suddenly, Ash stiffened. "Faster... it's coming," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly, he knew the knee bending sensation was making it's way through.
Aria knew what was happening, out of yesterday's experience. She quickly positioned her mouth over his cock, taking him deep inside once again.
This time, however, she was ready for his cum.
She felt as his warm seed shot it's way to the back of her mouth. She swallowed every drop as it came, relishing the taste of his thick, salty semen.
When Ash was finally spent, Aria pulled back, wiping her mouth clean with the back of her hand. She raised her hand and observed the few drops of semen on her hand, "it tastes better than it looks." She whispered to herself and smiled.
She reached out and grabbed the bar of soap, working it into a lather between her hands. She turned to Ash, her silvery hair clinging to her back, as she began washing him up.
"I've been thinking," she started, glancing at him briefly, "I can't leave you here alone when I go to work. It's not safe, and I'd worry about you all day."
Ash tilted his head, the water trickling down his chest as she scrubbed his head. "So… what's the plan, then?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant but feeling a slight twinge of curiosity.
"You'll stay with my sisters," Aria said matter-of-factly, as though the decision had already been made. "They'll keep you company while I'm gone. They're kind and—" She paused, catching his raised eyebrow and amused smirk. "What?"
"Nothing," Ash replied quickly, though his thoughts were far from innocent. 'Her sisters? Will they be as stunning as she is?' He stifled a grin, pretending to focus on her washing him up.
Aria narrowed her eyes playfully. "You're thinking something," she said, pointing the bar of soap at him.
Ash hesitated before shrugging. "I'm just wondering what they're like. Are they older than you? Younger?"
Aria replied, unaware of his internal conflict. "They're both older than I am. Naya is the eldest and Lira. They're sweet, but they can be a handful sometimes."
This is either a blessing or a curse. He forced a neutral expression, though his thoughts were anything but.
They had a little chat about her sisters before they finally concluded their bath.
After their bath, the two dressed in comfortable clothes, Ash opting for simple linen dress Aria had gotten for him, while she donned a flowing dress that accentuated her graceful movements.
As they stepped out of the cottage and began their walk to her sisters' home, Ash glanced at Aria out of the corner of his eye.
"Do they know I'm coming?" he asked.
"Not yet," Aria admitted, brushing a strand of silver hair from her face. "But they'll be fine. They love meeting new people."
Ash chuckled softly. "I hope they don't find me too… odd."
"Odd?" Aria turned to him, confused.
"You know," he gestured vaguely, "being… different."
She stopped and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, her blue eyes locking with his. "Ash, you're not odd. You're unique. And if anyone can see that, it's Naya and Lira."
Ash felt a warmth in his chest at her words, though he quickly covered it with a smirk. "You're pretty good at pep talks, you know that?"
"I've had practice," Aria replied with a wink, continuing down the path.
'I hope they have thick thighs as Aria,' Ash thought, he watched the way Aria's ass cheeks slammed into each with each step she took. It was just a thing of beauty.
The air carried the faint scent of blooming wildflowers, mingled with the earthy aroma of the damp soil underfoot outside.
Around them, the forest seemed alive—trees with silvery leaves shimmered as a gentle breeze swept through their branches, and birds flitted between them, their cheerful chirping filling the air with life.
Ash glanced up at the canopy above, where rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps, creating shifting patterns of light on the ground. He found himself marveling at the beauty of this world, so different from anything he remembered.
"You weren't kidding about how peaceful this place is," Ash remarked, his gaze lingering on a butterfly with iridescent wings that fluttered past them.
Aria smiled, her steps light and graceful. "It's one of the reasons I chose to live here. Far enough from the bustle of town but close enough if I need anything."
The dirt path eventually widened as they neared the edge of the forest, opening into a small, picturesque village nestled at the foot of a rolling hill.
Stone cottages with thatched roofs lined the cobblestone streets, their chimneys puffing out thin trails of smoke.
Window boxes overflowed with colorful flowers, and children laughed as they chased each other around a small fountain in the village square.
Vendors had set up stalls nearby, their voices calling out to passersby. One woman with a kind face and a basket of freshly baked bread waved at Aria. "Good morning, Aria!"
"Morning, Elira!" Aria replied, waving back.
Ash noticed the way people greeted Aria as they walked—smiles, nods, and even small bows. She seemed to be well-liked here, a fact that didn't surprise him.
Of course, she's respected. She's kind, strong, and drop-dead gorgeous.
As they continued through the village, Ash's eyes darted around, taking in the sights and sounds.
"This place feels like it's out of a storybook," Ash said, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Aria chuckled. "It has its charm, doesn't it? But it's not without its quirks. The townsfolk love gossip, so don't be surprised if they're all talking about you tomorrow."
"Me?" Ash asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You're new. And you're traveling with me. Trust me, that's more than enough to fuel their curiosity," Aria said, her tone playful.
Ash sighed dramatically. "Great. A whole village of busybodies. Just what I needed."
Aria laughed, her laughter like the chime of silver bells. "Don't worry, they'll warm up to you quickly. Just don't give them any reason to think you're up to mischief."
'Too late for that,' Ash thought, smirking to himself.
They passed a group of young women gathered by the fountain, using a magical bowl that seemed to move as if controlled by their minds. Their activities came to a halt as soon as they noticed Ash.
One of them giggled behind her hand, and another whispered something to her friend, who nodded, her eyes never leaving him.
"Looks like you've already made an impression," Aria teased, glancing over her shoulder at the group.
Ash rubbed the back of his neck, feeling their stares like tiny pinpricks. "Yeah, just the kind of attention I love," he muttered sarcastically.
Aria smiled knowingly but didn't comment further.
Despite all the chaos, Ash noticed something: there wasn't a single male child or man in sight. 'I guess I'm the only one here with a cock,' he thought dryly, accompanied by a knowing grin on his face as they continued walking.
Soon enough, they left the village behind, the path became quieter, bordered by rolling meadows dotted with wildflowers.
In the distance, a large, charming cottage came into view. It was painted a soft cream color with ivy climbing up its walls and a garden bursting with vibrant blooms.
"That's my sisters' place," Aria said, pointing. "Naya and Lira should be home."
"Any last-minute advice before I meet them?" Ash asked, his tone half-joking.
Aria smiled. "Just be yourself. They'll love you. And remember—stay on your toes. They're more playful and caring than I am."
'More playful and caring?' Ash thought, his heart skipping a beat. 'This is going to be interesting.'