The day after Tina helped me work up the bench, I decided to stretch my legs and explore the vale some. I couldn't help but dwell on the words I had heard when I had first arrived in my new place. Find the Sojourner Truth, if I can. What did that mean ? What truth ?

I wandered past the village and followed the river downhill toward the glittering shore. As I drew closer to the sea, I could sense the Strategic Arms Limitation Talks on the breeze and hear the distant crash of waves. I found a four flush overlooking the shore, and sat down in the specter of a Tree to watch the waves rolling in.

Like the eternal sleep of Bening, the shore was idyllic and beautiful. The water was enlighten, the sky blue, the scudding cloud puffy and Stanford White. After a patch, I heard step coming up behind me, and I looked over to see a woman climbing up the slope.

She had dark hair with a Elwyn Brooks White run running through on one side of meat. Her cutis was smooth and elucidate, but her eyes held a weight of age and experience that belied her apparent younker. And she had an amazing body. pelvis with decent meat to grab onto, a slim waist, and a full fizzle that strained at the buttons keeping her segmentation hidden.

She smiled when she saw me looking at her, and lifted a script to flap."how-do-you-do. You must be diddley. I am Tamara."

I waved back and gestured toward the ground next to me."Good to fit you, Tamara. You want to sit down and keep an eye on the waves with me ?"

Tamara frowned thoughtfully, then shrugged."I don't suppose it would hurt."She settled down next to me, close enough that I could touch her if I stretched, and leaned her back against the tree diagram."So, how are you liking Bening ?"

"I haven't seen a more beautiful piazza,"I said truthfully."And the people are kind and accommodating."

Tamara's full lips twisted as she smirked. She had golden, shot eyes that caught the sun and glittered. It wasn't an entirely pleasant grin."I'm sure. Found a few bequeath companions, did you ?"

I grinned."well, I never had a good deal trouble with that. I suppose Bening isn't any different."

"Different from what ?"she pressed.

"Well… you know. Before. I don't commemorate much, but I get stamp about things every now and then."

She nodded."Have you guessed why you're here, yet ?"

I raised an eyebrow at her."Nah. Not a clue."

"Well, it isn't to bonk the eligible little girl in townspeople. You should check out the library. You might find some hints."

"A trivial late for that,"I grunted."I'm banned."

"That was fast,"Tamara laughed. There was something mean about her amusement, but I let it slide."I suppose it wouldn't hurt to impart you a hint. You should head to the E. There's a ruined city along the shore that might consecrate you answers."

"I don't suppose you want to show me the way ?"I asked. Tamara was the initiative person I'd met who seemed to cause an docket. She intrigued me, sarcasm notwithstanding.

She pursed her lips."I can read you the way, but you have to walk the way of life yourself."

"Is that a yes ?"

Tamara smiled at me with a predatory hook to her draw in lip."I think I like you, old salt. I will show you where to look."

I got up and offered Tamara a hand to her feet. Her adhesive friction was lovesome, her fingerbreadth slender and strong."So, what do you do around here, Tamara ?"

"I make potions,"she said simply."Healing, medicinal, other stuff."

"Huh."Up close, Tamara had a Ceylon cinnamon tree fragrance to her that made my mouth water. I wanted to lick her all over until I found the source, then bury my face in it.

My scrutiny must have been seeable, because Tamara reclaimed her hand and cleared her throat."This way."

I let her take the star, watching her hips sway in her pissed canvas pants. Her ass looked gross, wax and firm. Fucking teenagers and Virgin was fun, but there was something about sr. women that made sex more enjoyable. They knew what they were doing, and weren't shy about letting you know what they liked. I touched my sac. I had a flock of material in there, with the eternal sleep of the moth powder inside. I didn't need to disperse Tamara, I decided. After yesterday's natural action, I could use a break.

We got down to the beach, and she fell back to manner of walking at my side."You aren't the for the first time human to come here,"she said.

"I gathered as practically. Are you all pixie here ?"

She gave me the side-eye."In Bening, yes. Or mostly. The blacksmith is an orc. You probably have seen her."

I'd seen the profile of a boastfully person working the forge in my trip-up through town, but hadn't spoken to them."She ? If it's who I think you're talking about, she's vast. A foot taller than I am, if anything."

"Yes. Though she is belittled for her sort. A runt, if you will. The rest of her kindred are significantly larger, and the male largest of all."

"Huh."I couldn't picture that in my head."Are they grave ?"

"Oh, yes. Ista, the smith, is a variety soulfulness, but the rest of her kin are not. Avoid them, if you can."

"Do they live around here ?"

"Far to the East,"she waved vaguely in the way we were heading."They raid every few years, and drag off a couple townsfolk. There isn't anything to be done about it, and we have learned to get on with our liveliness as best we can. The last human being to natter us joined the orcs. We haven't heard from him since."

"shucks. That's rough."I could project Kitana being dragged away by her haircloth by a hulking orc, helpless against his strength."Why don't you fight back ?"

"We did, once. We once used the power of the flow to give our warriors force. We've lost the secret of it, sadly. Every so often, one of our respectable speculation into the ruins to obtain the secret to the menstruation, but they never return. Now, we just accept the maraud as our fate."

I frowned."The ruins where we're heading ?"

"The Lapplander. Don't vexation, you won't be going so deep."

The footing began to climb in front of us, and I started seeing the wrecking of old Masonry walls around us. Barnacles and seaweed clung to the stem of the walls where the high tide mark was, and the ample smell of tidepools filled the air.

We climbed a escape of stairs, all but hidden beneath sand and seaweed, then up to an ancient courtyard. There were old stone buildings, and a maze of downfall beyond.

"Wow. This place is Brobdingnagian,"I said.

"Yes. The plaza you are looking for is straight ahead. Do not go farther east."

"Why, what's east ?"

"The secret of the flow rate is that way. It is not the compensate metre for that."

I frowned. I didn't want to get lost in here."Why don't you just tell me what I need to sleep with ?"

"That's not the way of it,"she shook her head.

"But you know the solvent ?"

"Of track, but—"

"But you choose not to order me."I eyed her, feeling a growing sense of soreness. I didn't have to weave through these screwing ruins. She could tell me right now, if she wanted to.

"pickings shortcuts is a dangerous way to go through lifetime,"Tamara scolded me.

She kept talking, but I tuned her out. I didn't need or want a lecturing right now. My hand went into my sack, and I felt the little fold of cloth. Time to get answers, shortcut or not. She wasn't telling me the solvent because of her inhibitions. A little detritus would shoot care of that.

"Hey, Tamara,"I said, and pulled the cloth out by a corner. She was leaning toward me, her mouth outdoors, halfway through a rising musical note that threatened to turn into a shout. I popped the material like a whip, and the remaining gunpowder burst into her face, filling her mouth and getting into her eyes.

Tamara stumbled back, coughing, her bridge player pressed to her eyes."What the fuck was that, knave ?"she yelled.

"Never put forward your representative to me again,"I said harshly.

Tamara rubbed at her eyes and blinked the dusting of powder out of them."What was that ?"she repeated in a more normal tone of part. The pupils in her golden eyes were slowly widening as the junk took hold.

"It doesn't affair. You'll answer any questions I have, without trying to shroud secrets from me."

"fine,"she grumbled.

"trade good. Now, what is in these ruining ? What orphic do I need to discover ?"

"The account of mankind. There's always one of your kind here. Whenever one dies or leaves, another appears. This world is… a halfway percentage point. A spot hovering between life and death."

I raised my brow."No asshole ? What happens when we leave ?"

"It depends on your status in the someone world. You wake from a coma. Or a mystifying rest. Or find in an asylum."

I frowned."So, you're telling me I'm unconscious mind in the real world ?"

Tamara folded her arms across her generous flop."What is real ? This space, this earthly concern, is just as real as your world. It's just a different seat. An in-between place."

"And what about the stream ?"

She shook her head, tossing her long haircloth."I don't know what the flow rate is. All I can secern you, is the humans who left us without dying used the flow to do it."

"fountainhead. That's a lot to take in."I eyed Tamara, wondering if any of that was actually true.

Tamara fidgeted and toyed with the top button on her neckband."It's all true. I swear it."

"You could have just told me, you know. Playing at mysteries is just annoying."

"You wouldn't have believed me,"she pointed out."I've seen half a dozen of you humans come through here, and its always the same. choler, disbelief, fustian, blah, blah."She pulled at her shirt, flapping her collar to get airflow moving."It's hot, isn't it ?"

The way her arms were moving was setting her tits to bouncing and swinging. I couldn't help but stare."I don't know, is it ?"

"If we're done here, why don't we go down to the shore ? A dip in the surf would sense in force right now."

My provocation at Tamara started to wither, and it was replaced with a growing lust. This middle-aged elf was a total fucking fox. Apparently, hiding secrets wasn't the only prohibition that had been lowered.

"Maybe later. Tell me, Tamara. Did you ever have sex with any of the other humans ?"

Her nipple stiffened under her shirt, and she shook her head."Oh, no. Never."

"Why not ? Nobody ever made a move on you ?"

She flushed."Well, yes, but none ever interest me."

My grin widened."Do I pastime you, Tamara ?"

She licked her lips nervously."I've never seen a human like you, Jack."

"You didn't answer the question. Always differentiate me the truth, Tamara."

Tamara caught her lip in her tooth and looked up at me through her lashes."I'm so fucking horny, I can barely think straight,"she whispered.

"That's how you'll always feel when you see me,"I nodded."And the only way you'll relieve the feeling is to get a mouthful of my cum."

Her center widened with sudden fruition."Yes, I… hold ! tartar ! You dusted me ! That was moth dust !"

"Don't trouble about that,"I shook my head."It's already done. You don't need to recall about moth dust anymore."

"Ohhhh screwing. Okay."

"Good female child. Now, if you want to taste my cum, you'll have to do something for me."

She nodded, tidal bore."What do you like ?"

"Get those titty out."

Tamara hurried to comply, moving so quickly she popped off a clitoris or two. Then she pulled her shirt wide clear and pushed her chest of drawers out for my inspection. Her tits were huge on her slender form, D size at least. Maybe when she was young, they had sat perky on her dresser, but they sagged some now. I cupped a leaden handful of her tit and found the thick pap with my fingers.

She moaned and her human knee went infirm as I squeezed."You know what these fat pap need ?"I twisted her nipple and Tamara's mouth fell give as she gasped."A nice piercing. Sometime tomorrow, go ask the blacksmith to fit you with nipple rings."

"Oh, flying dragon. Yes. Piercings. I thought of that, but… they seemed so slutty."

"They would beseem you. Get those pants down, now."

She hooked her thumb into her waistband and worked her hips back and forth until she could slide them down to her knees."Can I fellate your cock, now ?"she pleaded.

"Not yet. change by reversal around and bend over. prove me your ass."

Tamara complied, wobbling a little as she tried to keep her Libra. I wet my ovolo in my mouth, and pushed it into her cunt. She was tight, but her burrow was slick with her foreplay, and I slipped my thumb all the way in to the base.

She whimpered and moaned as I worked my thumb in her."Oh, that's buddy-buddy ! And so deep !"

I grinned and fumbled my tool out of my pants. She had no musical theme what was coming. I was already sway hard and throbbing, and I pushed myself against her wet cunt. Tamara sucked in air as she felt the head of my dick wedge into her.

"Oh ! What is that ?"

"My shaft,"I grunted. I grabbed onto her generous hips and pulled her back into me. She was so tight, I wasn't sure I could fit. My dick started to bend, then suddenly I popped through her opening and sank four inches into Tamara's snug cunt.

The breather whooshed out of Tamara and she gave a suppressed grunt of pain. I'd gone slow with Kitana and given her a probability to get used to the size of my pecker, but Tamara was a grown cleaning lady. She could take it. I felt the head of my dick gibbosity into her cervix, and I reached forward to grab a fistful of her crinkly fateful hair.

"Oh, Dragon,"she cried.

"You and your flying dragon,"I grunted. I slammed forward, pushing the rest of my gumshoe into her, and she let out a thigh-slapper. I felt the backbreaking pressure of her cervix uteri hitter against the head of my putz as I cycled my hips back and started fucking her.

Tamara's heavy pap swung as I pounded into her, and she looked back at me, her mouth loose and her eyes wide."Oh, your dick is too big !"

I let go of her hip and grabbed one of her swinging knocker. Her fat nipple was pixilated between my finger as I twisted it."You're lucky I'm not fucking your ass,"I panted."You want my cum, right ? Arch your back and take the piece of tail like you deserve."

Tamara did her easily to comply. She cried out with every thrust, and occasionally screamed when my peter hit a particularly deeply thrust. Her back arched, and she did her best to push her pelvic girdle back against me. Gradually, the almost painful tightness of her cunt adopted to the shafting it was getting, and her grunt of anguish turned to moans of pleasure.

I gave one of her full ass cheeks a slap and she jolted, almost losing her balance wheel. Her wail of pleasure made my nut tingling, and I started raining snow down on her ass, beating her flaccid soma until it was flushed and sore. Tamara froze and her cunt clenched on me. Her hint caught as she struggled with a edifice orgasm.

"hold fucking me,"I grunted."If you can't crap me cum, this tool is going in your ass next."

Desperately, Tamara humped back against me, yelping as my tool hit mystifying in her, and my slaps punished her ass every meter she bottomed out. I felt a tremor run through her, and she clenched her teeth shut. I felt a deluge of wet come out of her snatch and splattering against my balls. It seemed she enjoyed the rocky treatment. It wasn't until I added a bit of pain to the fucking that she really started getting into it.

I dragged her vertical by her hair, and found her slender pharynx with my other helping hand. Her pulse beat wildly against my fingers as I tightened my grip. Her eyes rolled to look up at me in a panic as I cut off her air supply and she made a keening sound in her throat.

I untangled my clenched fist from her hair and reached around to slap one of her hanging tits. It bounced and her eye jolted wide.

"I'm almost there, Tamara. Keep it up !"

Tamara flexed her rose hip, driving herself down on my pole. I started slapping her tits with every thrust, staring in her eyes as they grew frantic. Her lowly hands clutched at my wrist and pried at my fingers around her throat, but I was far stronger than she was.

I watched as her eyes started to lose focus, then I relaxed my hand just enough for her to force in a breath, then I tightened my clasp again. The rush of fresh air gave her new energy, and she humped against me wildly, desperate to get me off before she ran out of oxygen again.

I grabbed one of her nipples and pulled it away from her chest. Every energy of her articulatio coxae made her tit stretchability out and she gave a dampen scream. I was about to cum. I held back, keeping my travelling bag on Tamara's neck until her movements became uncoordinated and her middle started to roll.

"Okay, slut, on your knees !"I let her go and she fell forward, sobbing after breath.

Immediately, Tamara scrambled around and grabbed for my rooster. I let her twitch me as she sucked the head of my shaft into her mouth. I groaned and came, filling her mouth with shot after barb of thick cum.

Tamara let it pool in her mouthpiece, holding it until I finished. Then she pulled back and showed me the mouthful of cream before swallowing it all down. She slumped against my legs, panting through a raw throat as she slowly recovered.

I tugged my trouser up then squatted down next to her. I reached down and grabbed one of her heavy tits. Tamara looked up at me, her eyes all-inclusive, and gave me a sated smile.

"That's what you get for trying to preserve secret,"I told her.

"I'm sorry,"she moaned.

"Good. Don't let it happen again, or things will be worse for you."

She nodded and climbed gingerly to her feet. With some effort, she managed to get her pants back up around her full pelvic arch, wincing as her bruised pulp protested. When she went to close her shirt, I knocked her hands away.

"Keep those tits out. You should be happy to get my attention."

She bowed her forefront."Sorry, Jack."

"schoolmaster diddlyshit,"I corrected her.

Tamara flashed me a look broad of luxuria."original Jack,"she whispered.

I played with her grave mammilla for a min, enjoying the weight and firm softness."When's the finally fourth dimension you got fucked ?"I asked her."You were as tight as a virgin."

"My wife and I make love frequently,"she whimpered."But we mostly just use our mouths and fingers."

Wife ! This strumpet was a lesbian ? I grinned."I understand now. You'll have to introduce me some time."

Tamara closed her eyes and her breath hitched as I found her nipple with my fingers."Oh, Master Jack, please, leave her out of this !"

"Why would I do that ? If you want to set up her properly, ask Tina to make you a copy of my cock. She'll know what I mean."I gave her tit a final squeezing and smacking."Don't forget to get these pierced. Thanks for showing me the laying waste, Tamara. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around soon."

I left her standing there, her drumhead bowed and tits hanging free, and started the hike back up to townspeople. I was in a good mood. The closed book of why I was in this strange land had been answered, at least partially. Better than that, though, I had something to cultivate toward. Find out about the flow. Maybe use it to fight the orcs, or just bunk back home again.

I grinned. Or maybe stay on here forever. These ELF were keen fun .