I sat as still as possible in the green glade, deep in the ‘enchanted’ forest. I had found the magical spot weeks ago, sensing it was a place frequented by the Elves. It felt like magic; the air was stiff with magic; their magic.
Of course, I had not seen even one elf, but I knew they were secretive and shy and suspicious of oafish humans like myself. I had loved the elves as long as I could remember.
As I grew up, I’d read every book or poem I could find about the Elvish world and its people. My Tolkien books were tattered and page-worn. I was a believer. Foolish? Probably.
That morning, I arrived before sunrise, bringing camera, sketch pad, and a thermos of coffee. I sat hidden in the branches and I waited.
Was that a twig snapping? Elves are not so careless. I watched a deer roam into the glade, carefully looking and sniffing the air. He sensed me and bounded away.
Feeling dejected, I looked down at my hands clutching my camera.
Sensing something else near me, I looked up slowly and into the greenest eyes I had ever (not) seen. She looked down at me impassively, completely still.
My breath caught in my throat, and I was frozen in my hiding place. I was not afraid to move, but was unable to move.
I should say something about her appearance, but honestly, there was a haze around her that prevented my eyes from clearly discerning her shape, size and clothing. The more I tried to see her, because she was a beautiful woman, the more confused my vision became. I knew only that she was tall and lithe. She moved with grace as if she glided rather than walked. I cannot recall her clothing. I may yet convince myself that she wore little or nothing at all.
She did not speak, but she sat down on a nearby fallen oak tree.
She regarded me with her cool green eyes, and her thoughts filled my head.
“Why do you seek us? What mean you by this intrusion into our realm?”
I was terrified but I spoke, no, I whispered hoarsely, “I only wanted to see you; to know if you are real.”
Minutes that might have been days passed. She sat motionless, looking into my eyes (maybe into my soul).
“I am real. Your eyes have seen me,” she spoke, for the first time. She seemed to slowly evaporate into thin air, but I heard the words, “Come here tomorrow at the same time. You shall see more.”
As I rose to leave, I noticed my body felt strangely aroused. My phallus, hard as stone, quivered and twitched as if an unseen hand held it and caressed me.
“Come alone and bring no one else with you,” the unseen voice commanded.
I left trembling. Had I dreamed this?! The next day would tell.
That night, I went to bed, leaving the window open, hoping she might visit me in my dreams.
One whispered thought came to me as I lay there. ‘Breathe and sleep. You will see me tomorrow as I have said.’
I neither felt nor heard anything further all that night, for I slept as though dead.
I woke before light to the song of the nightingale.
I rose, made coffee and gathered my belongings to spend my day in the forest. I walked in silence and tried to be as quiet as possible along the path I took through the trees.
The further into the forest I walked, the more unsettled my mind became. I imagined I heard strange voices murmuring and then faint laughter as I drew near the green glade.
This time, I set my stool in the open, a respectful distance from the fallen oak upon which she sat the day before. I stared intently at the old tree, willing her to appear there. The thin line of near-dawn began to light the hills to the east when I felt a warm hand lightly touch my neck. I jumped up as though I had been burned. When I spun around, she stood there smiling with a dozen armored warrior elves circling me, all laughing and jeering at me.
The Elf Queen held up a hand, and all fell silent and respectful.
Without casting her eyes about, she quietly commanded, “Leave me. I would speak with this man alone.” The forest glade grew silent as the elves withdrew without noise or words.
“So, you have dared to return?” Spoken softly with a hint of amusement. I stood saying nothing, for I was again seized with dread. I awkwardly knelt on one knee and bowed my head, looking only at her feet.
“You do me great honor,” she said. “Rise and may your vision be made clear.”
I stood shakily to my feet, though I trembled still. My vision cleared and I saw before my eyes a beautiful woman, veiled in the most transparent of the finest green material. She was, for all intents, quite naked, and she was a breathtaking beauty.
I stared upon her naked body, because I could not look away, nor could I divert my eyes. Her face was lovely and laughter was in her eyes. Her neck and shoulders were alabaster in appearance, lightly covered by the thin green gauze and her breasts rose and fell as she breathed. Her navel was adorned with a green jewel and her belly and hips possessed lovely curves. The mound between her beautiful thighs was lightly covered with reddish hair, the same color as the hair on her head.
She giggled and said, “If you don’t breathe, you’re going to fall over.”
I tried to relax and drew a ragged breath. She laughed again and said, “Breathe once more.”
I did, feeling a sense of relief.
The Elf Queen said, “You may kiss our hand,” and held out her right hand to me.
I stumbled slightly, but stepped forward, taking her hand in both of mine. As I kissed the back of her hand, the most incredible pleasure passed through my body, like electricity. I felt my cock stiffen as it did the day before.
Again, she laughed her musical laugh.
“Now we shall talk,” she intoned in her musical voice.
It seemed to take a long time before the Elf Queen spoke to me. For long minutes, she sat expressionless on the oak log I now called her throne. At last, she turned her eyes upon me and spoke: “I seek a lover.” She said nothing more for a long time as if she meant to choose words carefully.
“I waited many years after the passing of the great Elf Lord, for none did I find to equal his love; nor did I wish for anyone.” She paused again, “But I have grown lonely and long again to have love. None of the mighty elf-warriors have I found to suit me. They only seek to establish which among them is the greatest warrior. They are devoted only to the warrior craft.”
I pondered her words and looked at her with the question (unspoken) in my eyes.
She smiled at my wide-eyed expression. “I have chosen you, my love, for your love for the elves is genuine and pure. You have long sought our realm, and now you shall see it if you choose me, and if you prove a worthy lover.”
I noticed it was evening and that a lovely moon smiled above us.
The Queen asked me, “What is your name, my lover?”
“I am Seth,” I told her.
“Seth, I am Elenya, which in the tongue of my people means, ‘born under the moon.’”
We were both magically standing but had also risen several feet into the air. I felt weightless, and my skin tingled. I looked at her, then at myself. We were both naked, and her magic excited my skin like wonderful electricity.
“I wish you to kiss me and touch me, my lover,” she said, but now her voice seemed very plaintive and almost meek. Her beautiful breasts rose and fell as her breathing grew more excited. She seemed to shiver in anticipation of our first kiss.
I fearfully but intently willed myself to draw closer to her. The magic carried us to embrace, our arms enfolding one another. Our lips touched, and the air around us grew warm, then hot as our tongues danced and our lips pressed together.
The Elf Queen broke our kiss and gave me a most serious look. She said, “Please make love to me slowly and do not rush.” Something in her tone told me to obey her wishes. I took extra time and care to hold her close and give her many long, passionate kisses. She responded enthusiastically and lavished my lips, face, and neck with magical kisses and equally lovely soft touches on my skin. Her beauty and soft skin were divinely intoxicating. I lost all track of time as I tried to give her both foreplay and the love she had long been denied all her lonely years.
I felt her longing begin to course through me and possess me as I boldly explored her warm, bare flesh with trembling fingertips and feathery kisses. She writhed beneath my attentive mouth and hands. Long did her lips, tongue, and hands caress and tease my body.
I found this suspended lovemaking to be very freeing and sensuous. I was able to manipulate Elenya’s luscious body into any position in order to explore every delicious part and fold of her. I inverted her (or myself?) to kiss and lick her milky thighs and her pussy. I lazily trailed my tongue through the light red hair on her mound and tantalized her body. She moaned aloud as I tongued her labia and her clit. I left no part of her perfect body unexplored. Elenya returned the favor by giving close, intimate tongue attention to the tip of my penis while slowly stroking the shaft and fondling my balls. We continued to explore one another with touches and mouths as our excitement grew.
I turned her body again and kissed and lightly touched her shoulders, back, and buttocks until she was quivering and squealing in delight. I held her lovely breasts and played with her hardened nipples. At this point, we both were breathing quite heavily.
When at last I could wait no more, I lovingly kissed her belly and then her quivering breasts. She said, “I am ready, my lover Seth.”
My cock was by now almost painfully rigid and hard as steel as her legs wrapped slowly around me. As if by magic, our two sexes found each other and slowly joined. My cock felt the tight velvet wetness of her sheath receive me deep into her quivering body. I slowly withdrew and then pushed my cock slowly into her, again and again, causing her to gasp and moan in pleasure. Her muscles squeezed my cock and I worried I would cum too soon and not please her desire.
My hands firmly grasped her delightful bottom as I drove my phallus into her faster, again and again. She whispered hotly into my ear, “Beloved, I am cumming!”
Her head fell back and her mouth opened as she moaned aloud in bliss; her eyes tightly shut. She began to utter breathy elvish words that became a loud wail of pleasure.
As she came, I shot ropes of cum deep into her velvet cavern. Her vaginal muscles clenched repeatedly around my cock. Never have I felt such intense and prolonged pleasure. She shook as her orgasms overtook her again and again. She bathed our bodies with her deliciously fragrant and copious juices.
By and by, our joined bodies returned to the earth, and we lay together in the soft, cool grass. Her warm breasts pressed tightly to my sweat-covered chest. I covered her neck and shoulders with my kisses as she did the same to me.
Long did we sleep, embracing one another; our legs entwined. Several times, we awoke to converse smilingly and then to make love again and eventually fall back to sleep in each other’s arms.
Next story: Confronted by a jealous suitor and a visit to the Elfin Kingdom.
