Free Elven Lust by Eva Slipwood

Elven Lust
    I walked along the path through the forest to the stream near the village. It was washing day and I had a large sack slung over my shoulder filled with clothes which needed to be cleaned. The forest was cool and dark, with the rays of the early morning sun casting glimpses of light between the trees. It was quiet, too, peaceful, with only the sound of my footsteps and the gurgling of the stream up ahead to break the silence. It wouldn’t take me long to get there, the path between the village and the stream was winding but well worn and easy to follow. It was a nice walk to take in the morning as it gets me away from the bustle of the village, my chores and my parent’s constant nagging.
    As I stepped into the clearing by the river bank I was surprised to see two men in the river. They were both naked, standing up to their thighs in the clear water. They were medium height, slim, with muscular bodies, glistening in the sun. The light shimmered over their bronzed skin, sparkling on the flecks of water covering them. They were lithe and athletic, unlike the few men of the village that I had known. They both had long hair, one dark the other blond, almost golden, flowing down to their shoulders. Their ears poked out from their hair by an inch or two and came to sharp points.
    Elves!
I thought with a shocked gasp.
    I put my bag of washing on the grass behind a bush and snuck quietly towards them to better see what they were doing. I crouched in the grass behind a fallen tree trunk, hidden between two bushes, the leaves hiding me from the elves’ sight. We don’t often see elves in these parts so I was curious. What were they doing here? Were there more of them close by? Watching their smooth, achingly beautiful bodies glisten in the morning sunlight, I was also more than a little aroused.
    As I got closer they started to caress each other, their hands running tenderly over each other’s bodies. The smaller, blond haired one ran his hand over the other’s chest, his fingers circling and teasing the man’s nipple. As he did so the other one slid his hand through the gently lapping waves up his partner’s thighs to his groin. He cupped his balls, massaging them against his palm before tracing his hand up the blond’s already hard cock. He grabbed it firmly and rubbed his thumb over the glistening head, teasing a drop of pre-cum from it.
    I gasped in surprise and they both turned to me, peering through the bushes to where I was crouching. They stood there staring at me, the gentle waves of the river lapping at their bodies, caressing their asses, both their cocks erect and firm, waiting. The blond looked shocked to see me, even ashamed. He lowered his face and wouldn’t look me in the eye. The taller dark haired one had nothing but lust on his face, his mouth widened into a mischievous grin and his eyes shone with a sparkle of light. His radiant gaze enthralled me, sending a flutter through me heart and belly. He beckoned to me, summoning closer with one long, dainty finger.
    “Join us,” he said, his voice a low, feral whisper, dripping with lust.
    I was nervous and couldn’t bring myself to move, either to stand and join them or to run. Butterflies and a warm, growing arousal mixed in my belly, the eyes of the brunet captivated me. He started walking towards me, his hand still on the blond’s cock, gripping it firmly. He lead him by it to the shore and up onto the bank. The water dripped from them onto the grass, tracing patterns which shone in the sunlight down their lean bodies. As they approached I was overcome with desire for their perfectly formed masculine, yet delicate, bodies. I stood up, stepped over the log and out of the bushes. I unlaced my dress, letting it fall free to land in a heap on the grass. I stepped out of it and ran my hands over my breasts, cupping them, feeling the sun and breeze against my skin. The warmth of the sunlight felt good on my skin but the slight chill of the breeze