The Conquerors Path-Novel



"Do you really want to do this?"

I asked the naked horny Elda in front of me, her love nectar glistening down her legs as she nodded her head at my question. Elda's shy nature had always intrigued me, drawing me towards her like a moth to a flame. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, shimmering in the soft glow of the candlelight. Her green eyes held a mixture of innocence and curiosity as they met mine, fueling the fire of desire within me. There was an undeniable aura of vulnerability that surrounded her, making me yearn to protect and cherish her.

Getting her confirmation I guided Elda to kneel before me, her back turned towards the mirror. I could see the anticipation in her eyes, a flicker of uncertainty mingling with her growing arousal. As I stood in front of her, I could feel the heat building between us, the air thick with unspoken desires.

My voice laced with a husky tone, I whispered, "Let's begin. Give it a lick."

Elda hesitated for a moment, her hands reaching out to steady herself on the ground. With a flicker of bravery, she stuck out her tongue, sensually trailing it along the length of my shaft. A shudder ran through me as her soft, wet tongue caressed my skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

The mirror before we provided a tantalizing view of Elda's submissive form, her head moving up and down as she pleasured me. Her ass revealed the alluring curve of her backside, a sight that intensified the desire burning within me. I couldn't tear my gaze away as she diligently licked and explored every inch of my throbbing cock.

The sensations were undeniably blissful, but I craved more. I yearned for the sensation of Elda's lips enveloping me, her mouth becoming a vessel for my pleasure. With a whisper of encouragement, I suggested, "Suck it faster."

Elda hesitated, voicing her concerns about the size difference. But I reassured her, my voice filled with tenderness, "Don't worry. I'll guide you."

Gently, I guided Elda's head closer, mesmerized by the innocence and trust shining in her eyes. With a mix of excitement and anticipation, I parted her lips and inserted myself into her warm, inviting mouth. A gasp escaped her lips, her surprise mingling with a burgeoning pleasure.

My eyes met hers, filled with a mix of desire and adoration. I held her head, establishing a rhythm as I began to thrust in and out, savoring the sensation of her mouth pleasuring me. Soft moans escaped Elda's lips, droplets of saliva trailing down her chin as she succumbed to the pleasures we were sharing.

The mirror reflected our forbidden intimacy, capturing the image of a devoted brother and his beautiful sister engaged in a sinful act, the look in Elda is one that no one will believe in, the graceful Elda, the idol of several men kneeling down with such looks. The dichotomy of love and lust electrified the air, heightening the intensity of our connection.

With each thrust, I felt the heat of pleasure building within me. I wanted to ensure that Elda experienced the utmost pleasure, even as I indulged in my own desires. I combed her hair away from her face, revealing her slightly pointed fairy ears, a detail that added to her allure.

The sight before me was an intoxicating blend of innocence and eroticism. The reflection in the mirror captured Elda's graceful submission, her beautiful eyes pleading for more. I couldn't deny her that pleasure.

As our passionate encounter continued, Elda's skills grew, her tongue swirling and teasing, bringing me closer to the edge of ecstasy. The sounds of our connection filled the room, the slurping noises punctuating our shared pleasure.

Time seemed to blur as the waves of pleasure crashed over me, signaling my impending climax. With a firm hold on Elda's head, I urged her closer, pushing my cock as deep into her mouth as possible.

A muffled cry of surprise escaped Elda's lips as warm ropes of cum spilled forth, filling her mouth. I reveled in the sensation, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure that consumed me. The mirror reflected our taboo union, capturing the raw intensity and the intimate connection we shared.

As I released myself, Elda's mouth became a vessel for my desire, eagerly accepting every drop of my essence. Her dedication to pleasuring me was evident as she swallowed my load, her innocent face marred by the trails of my release. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips as she finally withdrew, her eyes sparkling with newfound knowledge.

"It tasted salty," she commented, her voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and contentment.

I smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "There's so much more for us to explore."

With those words, Elda's shy nature had been unveiled, revealing a world of untamed desires waiting to be explored. And I, as her loving and guiding brother, was more than willing to lead her down this path of passionate discovery.

I didn't wait for even a second before pulling Elda to the bed throwing her roughly as I looked at her with great desire.

As I gazed upon her, a wicked smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I had longed for this moment, to taste her body completely, to explore every inch of her with my lips, my tongue, and my hands. The air was thick with a heady mix of anticipation and desire, and I could feel the heat radiating between us, igniting a flame that threatened to consume us both.

Slowly, I crawled onto the bed, moving closer to Elda with deliberate intent. My fingers trailed lightly along her inner thighs, teasing and taunting her, eliciting a soft gasp from her trembling lips. I could sense her surrender, her willingness to succumb to the pleasure I yearned to give her.

Leaning in, my lips grazed the sensitive skin of her neck, planting soft kisses that made her shiver beneath me. My hands roamed freely, exploring the curves of her body, tracing the contours of her waist, and dipping lower, inching ever closer to her core again.

Elda's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that echoed in my ears. Her body writhed beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets as I expertly pleasured her. I reveled in the power I held over her, in the way her body responded to my touch.

As I continued my ministrations, my fingers joined the dance, sliding deep inside her, matching the rhythm of my tongue. Elda's gasps grew louder, her hips bucking against me in a desperate quest for more. But I held her at the precipice, denying her release.

I wanted to prolong this exquisite torture, to make her beg for the sweet release she craved.

With every flick, every swirl of my tongue, I brought Elda closer and closer to the edge, only to pull back at the last moment. Her whimpers and pleas for release filled my ears, fueling my own desire. I reveled in the control I held, knowing that I could push her to the brink and deny her until she was a quivering mess of need.

Finally, when I could no longer resist her pleas, I relented. My mouth devoured her, my tongue swirling and flicking with an unyielding intensity. Elda's body tensed beneath me, her moans crescendoing as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, carrying her to the pinnacle of ecstasy.

She clung to me, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her release. I held her close, my own desire reaching its peak. But this was only the beginning of our passionate journey together, a journey filled with unexplored desires and hunger that would never be satiated.

And at that moment, as we lay tangled in each other's embrace, I knew that this encounter was just the start of an intoxicating dance between two souls consumed by a lustful flame that would burn long into the night.