Summer Dreams [TOTALLY NOT A GENKI ELF, I SWEAR}

“Um… Niya? There’s people watching.” Wesley said, trying to move his girlfriend’s arms off of his head. Girlfriend being used lightly, since she was more of an older sister than anything who still liked to climb into his bed at night to use him like a body pillow. Damned parents, always encouraging the exchanging of cultures for the greater good. “Are you even listening?”

“Oh, I’m listening. But I want them to watch.” Niya replied back dreamily. Her breasts pressed into the small of Wesley’s back.
Her bronze arms wrapped around his front again and pulled the fair skinned lad back into a hug from behind. She dwarfed him by a foot, being well over a decade older but still living in her youthful years. “After all, it’s more fun having an audience for how much I love you, Squirt.”

Wesley flushed at her long-time nickname for him. It wasn’t his fault he was still short, he just hadn’t hit his growth spurt yet. A boy still had room to grow, especially when he was only a little bit past his fourteenth birthday. “Niya, stop.”

She gave him a small ‘nah-ah’ and pulled him into her lap, resting her chin on the top of his head. It was embarrassing being held like a teddy bear in the arms of the lithe Dark Elf. He could smell her perfume, and the soft fabric of her sun dress caressed his bare arms from the tank top he was wearing.

The summer day had been pleasant enough at first, a nice stroll in the park with Niya to keep her mind from wandering into more dangerous territories. That all changed when he had bought her the double popsicles, though. Regret crept into his mind as he remember the way Niya’s tongue had worked around the frozen treat.

'No. NO. DO NOT GET HARD', he commanded himself mentally. Wesley’s body was already striking a mutiny against him, his flaccid penis engorging itself on blood as the mental fantasy of Niya’s tongue playing with his cock instead of the Popsicle, only to be swept away by his squirming in her arms. His attempts to break free only gave her more resolve to hug him tighter and pout, looking down at him.


“Oh? Do you not want to be in my arms, Wesley?” She asked, hot breath on his ear. Her hands began to dance across his front as she reached under his buttocks and brought his knees up to his front, robbing him of any movement. “I remember when you used to
go ‘Big sis’! ‘Big sis! Up!’ you were so much cuter then.”

“Sh-shut up.” He replied back, feeling the hot flush on his face. More people were looking at the strange scene with the Dark Elf and the younger boy being held against her like a baby in a papoose. A few guys laughed, even monsters younger than himself had a giggle at the sight. “You always treat me like a kid, yet I’m always having to look after –you- to keep –you- out of trouble.”

Niya’s grip loosened if only for a moment, giving him time to reassert himself in front of her. “What do you mean, squirt? Do you really distrust me that much?”

He glared at her, ready to strike at her throat.

“Of course not! You always come home and use me like your body pillow, you smell of beer every time you stay over and talk about your weird fetishes with my PARENTS of all people and you have zero-to-no modesty!” Shouting now, raising a finger angrily at her low cut dress front that showed off more of her cleavage than need be necessary. “That and you’re always walking around like a giant sign that says ‘Ahn! Ahn! I want to be bullied!”

His chest was heaving for the few moments of silence after his angry outburst. Niya had sat there watching him yell and pointing at her chest before a devilish grin crept up onto her face. “Oh, I get it now.”

“Get what, you moron?”

“Little Wesley is afraid that big sis’ll get stolen by some kind of knight in shining armor. Or that I’ll go home and get married to some other Elf and pop out more Elf babies. Am I wrong?” She asked, her eyes catching a glimpse at the bulge in his groin. “Or are you just that horny that sitting in my lap got you hard?”

Wesley’s face burned hotter as his hands clapped in front of his prodding erection. Niya’s grin widened. She was right. Damn it all to Hell she was right. What she did next managed to render him speechless as she closed the gap between the two of them and pressed her lips onto his, pulling back after a moment and whispering into his ear so only he could hear.

“Want to find some place private?”

The park vanished out of view as she took him deeper in the woods, humming a soft little tune to herself as she navigated it with near-perfection. What was going to happen weighed heavily on Wesley’s mind, him and Niya by themselves. With nobody else nearby.

Having sex.

His heart was beating like a jackhammer in his chest when they came upon a small clearing, the sun shining down on them both as she turned around to face him. “Well? Drop your pants, squirt.” Her voice commanding, imperious. “You do know how to masturbate, right?”

Subtle, Niya, he thought to himself as he dropped his shorts to the ground first showing off his skivvies. Her tongue ran along as Wesley pulled the elastic banded briefs down, freeing his erection. It stood at full mast like a rail spike, eliciting a small giggle from the Elf.

“Did sitting in my lap really give you that?” Asking, moving forward. The creamy caramel skin of her legs rolled seductively as she sashayed to Wesley. Had a rogue wind gusted through clearing, he’d be able to see that she was going full commando. A sort of summer treat she was holding back. “You p-e-r-v.”

“Says the girl who practically fellated a Popsicle.” He retorted, gritting his teeth. This wasn’t like her, it was as if he’d inadvertently awoken some kind of slut within her. His stomach churned at the idea of Niya staying like this permanently.

“Unless…”

“Unless?” She purred to him, circling around and kneading his shoulders with her slender hand. “Go on, work it out, Wesley.”

“Unless… you intentionally resorted to innuendo because you knew that I thought you were too dumb to pull off seduction.” His eyes fluttering as she continued to roll and knead the flesh of his shoulders. “Unless you’re the real perv here who gets off on fucking kids.”

There was a silence, and then he was facing the Dark Elf again as she jerked him around to face her. Niya’s hand made a loud audible smack onto his face as she slapped him hard enough to redden his cheek. Tears were forming in her violet eyes.

“Do you really think that I’m that much of a slut to do this for any young guy that strikes my fancy?” She asked, her voice quivering.

“That I’m some kind of… Elfen succubus!?”

“Niya… I didn’—“Wesley started, his cheek aching from the strike. “I didn’t mean it that way. This isn’t like you.” She was beginning to sob softly now, tears beginning to run down her face in small streams. “I’m sorry.”

“Do you mean it?” Asking, sniffling somewhat. So even at heart she was nothing more than just a playful tease. ‘Way to kick her while she’s down, champ.’ He thought to himself, his own heart aching as hard as his swollen cheek.

“Of course I meant it. It’s just I never expected you to be this forward about… you know. Adult things.” Trying to avert his gaze from the entrancing valley of her cleavage as she began to smile again, laughing softly.

“What kind of ‘adult’ things, Wesley? You can tell big sis.”

“Well, you know. Masturbating. Getting yourself off, spending your own jacksy.” Blushing as he murmured it. “To you.”

“To what, squirt?”

“What do you mean ‘to what’!? To –you-! What else am I going to think of when you decide to climb into the futon and use me like a pillow!? I mean shit, I’ve even felt your breasts a couple of times and even your… private place.”

Nia giggled softly, leaning forward.
“
I know.” She whispered to him, stroking his cock with one hand. “I was pretending to be asleep those times to see if you’d go the mile, but you never committed. But there’s no running away now, my little round-eared squirt. Now turn around.”

“What are you do--!?” He began to shout, cut off by the wetness of her lips closing around one of his ears. Gently, she began to
stroke his shaft up and down as she nibbled on the upper sensitive round of his right ear, her tongue even licking at the inner curve of flesh. “Niya?”

“Mhmhm… you’ve never had this before have you? It’s not fair, you know. To keep these exotic little ears all to yourself. You human boys all like to talk about how you want to nibble on mine, but you never consider the fact that we Elves just adore these cute little buttons.” She purred in between licks, moving down as she suckled on his ear lobe. “Tell me, does that feel good?”

It did, his balls beginning to broil with the want for release. She continued to stroke and roll the length of his cock with one hand, tweaking his nipple with another. With his tip starting to leak pre-cum, she redoubled her efforts to bring him to sweet rapture.

“How does it feel, Wes? To be jerked by your beloved big sis?” Crooning as she resumed the oral assault on his ear, coating it in her saliva and lust. “But don’t even –think- about coming like a little naughty boy. We’re going to have some fun today. After all, it’s summer.”

Fuck that was becoming harder to resist as two of her fingers began to circle and play with the tip of his glans. He didn’t want
to shoot off like some kind of chump, grinding his teeth into one another and trying to stipend the tingling sensation by flexing his ill-trained muscles down below. There was a soft, victorious sigh as Niya’s hands jerked him a final time.

It took all of Wesley’s strength and self-control to prevent himself from shooting off like a pulsing fire hose, his buttocks tensing as his cock tensed and pulsed once, only allowing a small bit of pre-cum to intermingle with the more ruddy white stuff within.

“Good boy.” Giggling as she released him. “Now it’s time for the main event.” Niya pulled back away from him, propping her hands against the closest tree. She hiked her dress up to show off her bare ass, and the arousal slickened slit between her legs. “Come o-n, squirt. Show me what you got.”

The moment of truth came when he pressed the tip of his cock to her drenched folds, sliding in only the tip. She was hot and oiled, like dipping his glans in warm honey. Niya moaned softly. “Mm! Not bad!”

Pulling back, Wesley inserted himself halfway deep, eliciting another small moan from her. Got to start slow, just like in the pornos. Pulling back out with only his tip embedded in her, he noticed the ‘come hither’ look on Niya’s partially obscured face.

It wasn’t until he finally plunged himself into her all the way until her pubic hair tickled his balls that her ass quivered. “N-not bad at all!” She cooed, giving her hips a small backwards pump to ensure he was fully coated in her lewd juices. “Now… fuck me!”

That was all the incentive he needed, thrusting in and out of the yipping and moaning pussy of his childhood friend with a steady rhythm. Her own hips began to meet his as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper. Maintaining control was becoming harder as he watched the caramel flesh of her copious ass bounce against his hips, the slapping noise all-too audible. She was being such a slut for him, and it was driving him absolutely crazy!

Deep down inside he knew he’d always loved her, but was too bashful to admit it. Too afraid of her denial to go any further than the sweaty-palmed groping and fondling he’d given her in her slumber. But now he knew better as he heard her breathing increasing in rapidity to the fucking he was giving her. She was actually –enjoying- it, not faking it like the pornos that he and his right hand were so acquainted with.

His head began to tingle and his balls drew close to his body as he reached his meridian, taking two handfuls of Niya’s ass and holding her close to him. His mouth opened with an ‘Ah!’ as his cock pulsed, shooting hot virile seed into her warm cunt, over and over again.

It wasn’t until he popped wetly out of her lower lips did he realize what he had just done. What if she got pregnant? How would he explain that to his parents? To his classmates? His answer came in the form of Niya’s hand on his shoulder, pushing him to the ground and laying him flat.

She squatted above him, pressing his glans once again to her pussy’s lips, giving him a lewd grin as she sank down onto him, riding him with small bounces. Folding her body on top of him as the liquid sounds of their sex intensified, Niya’s words stuck into his mind even years later as she began to nibble his ears again.

“We’re going to make some summer memories today, Wesley~