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'Oh my....They're natural.'

The thought lingered in his mind as his gaze settled on her boobs.

There was something fascinating about them, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Maybe it was how pristine they looked despite everything, or maybe it was just an excuse for him to not stare at her directly. Either way, his mind drifted.

'Focus Mikey. I've read about this before. This is the first step to satisfying a girl. I can do it...but still, I can't believe these huge tits are actually natural.'

How could they not? She stood before him-a fantasy made real- a being so perfect that he'd never have imagined himself being in such a situation with her, an elf queen. He almost laughed at the absurdity of it.

'Imagine if she had been written differently.' he mused.

'artificial implants...I wouldn't mind to be frank, but this is better.'

Kudos to the author, atleast he had gotten that part right.

Taking a final glance at her, he noticed the deep flush on her cheeks. His own face burned as well. He knew what came next, he knew what he had to do. But he had never done this before.

'I can do this...there's no need to panic.'

A strange mix of nervousness and anticipation built in his chest. He exhaled slowly.

'It's not that hard, right? It's just… boobs. All I have to do is to suckle on them.' He swallowed.

'How hard can it be?'

Moving carefully, he reached for her lingerie. His fingers traced the delicate fabric before he slid it down, inch by inch, revealing more of her flawless skin. He didn't pull it off entirely, just enough. His breath hitched as her curves came into view, her body reacting to the cool air.

His eyes fixated on her all through the moment.

"Damn…"

Laying afront of him were her arousing boobs laced with pink coloured tits. The sight was better than he had ever imagined. He felt his mouth go dry, a strange, primal hunger rising within him to suck her breasts as he took one last long look at them.

Without hesitation, he leaned in.

A gasp escaped her lips as his mouth found her skin and in no time he began his gradual sensual suckles, savoring the moment.

He didn't think—he simply acted, his instincts guiding him. His hands moved on their own, one reaching, and grasping onto her second breast as he suckled on the other, ensuring he gave her maximal pleasure.

He could feel her body reacting, the tension in her muscles, the way her breath hitched with every suckle he perfomed. And then—

"Mmm...ouww...Ohh…"

A soft moan escaped from her lips. The sound was soft at first, barely audible. But as he continued, it grew louder, her breathing turning erratic. His mind raced.

'This… feels amazing.'

Encouraged by her moans, he kept going, experimenting, adjusting, finding what made her gasp, what made her moan. He had read about this before—articles, forums, even questionable videos which would give you the absolute worse impression of him.

He knew that sensitivity mattered, especially when playing with nipples- his favorite part about suckling. Testing that theory, he let his fingers ghost over her skin until he found her nipples. Then, in slow circular motion, he rolled his index around her nipples while maintaining his suckle- obtaining maximum pleasure.

Her reaction was instant.

"Yes… ahh… yes."

Her hands found his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, deeper towards her bosoms.

His pulse pounded.

'Good...She's enjoying this.'

The realization sent a thrill down his spine.

Her voice trembled, a soft plea escaping her lips.

"Yes daddy...Yes!"

She wanted more. He could feel it in the way she moved against him, in the way she clung to him, urging him on.

Acting on instinct, his hand drifted lower, far below her lingerie.

Her breath hitched. A shiver ran through her body. And then—

The moment his fingers found their target, her vulva, she tensed, gasping sharply. A wave of heat radiated from her, her body pressing against him, and her grip tightening.

His mind blanked. For a second, he hesitated.

'Is this… too much?'

But the look in her eyes—half-lidded, flushed, filled with something raw—told him otherwise.

'No...She wants this.'

Encouraged, he continued, exploring, learning, feeling her reactions. Every movement, every sound, every sharp inhale told him what she liked, what made her tremble.

So, alternating his pacing, he began his sensual thrusts as he pushed his middle finger up her already wet pussy. As he would have wished, this caused for an immediate escalation in her moans as she tightened her grip on him, drawing him closer to herself.

"Mm. Ohh... Ouww....ouww...ahww!"

He was doing it. He was satisfying her.

Sweat formed on his brow, mixing with hers. The heat between them was undeniable, intoxicating, just as Mikey would have wanted, making the moment seem so pure.

However, she spoke up, her voice was barely a whisper, but it sent a jolt through him.

"I want you to take me."

His body tensed as the words settled in his ear, and his mind reeled with pleasure but yet anxiety.

'...Huh?...She… wants me to...take her? That means sex, right?!'

Excitement and fear clashed in his chest.

'This is happening. This is really happening.'

In truth, he was gay upon hearing her mutter, as an virgin would be.

But, for a brief moment, doubt crept in. What if he messed up? What if he couldn't meet her expectations? It was only a notable question, but then, as if sensing his hesitation, she reached for him, guiding him closer, pressing her body against his.

Still, the doubt remained but once more, and then...something inside him snapped.

'No more hesitation.' A new found drive instantly burned inside him- fueled by the thought of losing his virginity. That's right, he wasn't gonna let such an opportunity pass her by.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he whispered.

"You sure you can handle me?"

She let out a soft, breathy laugh, her fingers tracing his chest as she slowly removed the last barriers between them.

He followed suit, stripping with practiced ease—though, in truth, his hands were shaking. Despite being a virgin, he was moving faster than her, his anticipation outweighing his nervousness and soon, he was but naked and ready to begin his first sexual experience... However, she paused.

Her eyes flickered down and a long pending silence loomed over them.

An unreadable expression crossed her face before she finally muttered, crushing what was left of Mikey's spirit.

"Umm… is that all of it? Or… is there something under it?"

She muttered, obviously referring to his rock hard dick.

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