Busty Elf Sneaks Into Your Room and Rides Your Dick
It’s a chilly winter’s eve, the kind that makes you want to curl up under the covers and never come out. But for one particular elf, the cold outside was nothing compared to the heat she was about to bring into your room.
Her name was Misty, and she was unlike any elf you’d ever seen before. Tall and curvy, with a pair of tits that could choke a rhino and an ass that defied gravity. She was decked out in your typical elf costume – a tight green dress that left little to the imagination, a pair of pointy ears, and black tights that clung to her every curve.
Misty had been watching you for weeks now, observing your daily routine. She knew your every move, your every habit. And tonight, she was ready to make her move.
As you lay in bed, fast asleep, the door to your room slowly creaked open. There she stood – Misty the elf, with a mischievous glint in her eye and a smile on her lips. She tiptoed over to your bed, her feet barely making a sound on the hardwood floor.
As she approached, you could smell her – a mix of cinnamon, nutmeg, and something else entirely. Something musky and intoxicating. She climbed onto your bed, straddling you carefully, making sure not to wake you just yet. She wanted to savor every moment.
With one hand, she reached down and gently grasped your hardening cock. It twitched in response to her touch, growing larger and harder with each stroke. She licked her lips hungrily, her eyes fixated on your manhood.
Slowly, she lifted her dress, revealing her lacy red panties. She slid them to the side, exposing her wet, eager pussy to your cock. With a gentle push, she lowered herself onto you, gasping as you filled her completely.
She began to move, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Her tits bounced with each thrust, and you could feel her feet digging into your sheets as she used them for leverage. Her breath grew ragged, and her moans grew louder. She was getting close.
Suddenly, you felt a warm, wet sensation on your cock. Misty had taken it into her mouth, slurping and sucking with a fury that surprised you. Her tongue swirled around the tip, and her lips sealed tightly around the shaft. She was determined to make you cum.
But you wouldn’t let her have all the fun. You grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back and mounting her like an animal. She wrapped her legs around you, pulling you in deeper as you slammed into her over and over again.
The bed creaked and groaned beneath you, the headboard slamming against the wall with each violent thrust. Misty screamed in ecstasy, grabbing onto your back and digging her nails into your skin. She was close, so close.
With one final, powerful thrust, you exploded inside her, filling her with your hot, sticky seed. She clenched around you, milking every last drop as her own orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. She convulsed beneath you, her body shaking and quivering with the force of it.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you both collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and spent. Misty curled up beside you, nuzzling her face into your neck. She whispered something into your ear, something about how this was just the beginning.
As you both drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but wonder what other surprises Misty had in store for you. One thing was for sure – life with Misty the elf was never going to be boring.
The next morning, you awoke to find Misty gone. There was no sign of her anywhere – no clothes, no empty snack wrappers, not even a few strands of red hair on your pillow. It was as if it had all been a dream.
But you knew it wasn’t. The creases on the sheets, the wet spot on the mattress, the faint scent of cinnamon and sex in the air – it was all too real. Misty had been here, and she had rocked your world in ways you never thought possible.
You spent the rest of the day in a daze, your mind constantly drifting back to last night’s encounter. You caught yourself smirking at inopportune moments, unable to focus on anything other than the feel of Misty’s soft skin against yours, the taste of her sweat on your tongue.
When nightfall came, you found yourself lying awake in bed, waiting. You didn’t know if Misty would return, but you hoped she would. You wanted to feel her hands on your body again, to hear her moans of pleasure echoing through the room.
As you lay there, lost in thought, you suddenly heard a soft knocking at your door. Your heart leapt into your throat. Could it be…?
Slowly, the door crept open. In walked Misty, looking just as sexy as she had the night before. Only this time, she had a mischievous twinkle in her eye and a secretive smile on her lips.
Without saying a word, she climbed onto the bed and straddled you once again. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against your chest as she whispered in your ear.
“Did you miss me, baby?” she purred. “Because I sure missed you.”
And with that, she descended upon you like a woman possessed, her hands and mouth exploring every inch of your body with a hunger that you didn’t think possible. She was insatiable, like a wild animal let loose from its cage.
You lost track of how many times you climaxed that night – it seemed to happen in a constant stream, one orgasm flowing seamlessly into the next. Misty was a goddess, a muse, and you felt blessed to be the object of her affections.
When the sun finally began to peek through the curtains, Misty was nowhere to be seen. Once again, she had vanished into the ether, leaving you to your thoughts and your memories.
But it didn’t matter. You knew she would be back, and you couldn’t wait to feel her magic again. There was no telling what other delights she had in store for you, but one thing was certain – life with Misty the elf was going to be one hell of a ride.