It was a sunny day and warm enough to lie naked with your loved ones.
And that was what I was doing, and the woman beside me wrapped her arms around my chest, and her plenty bosom pressed against my side, and the softness was a bliss that I never wanted to end.
The morning sun rose higher in the sky, casting a golden glow over our entwined bodies, creating a moment of pure contentment and intimacy that I wished could last forever. The sound of birds chirping in the distance added to the peaceful ambiance, making it a memory I would cherish for years to come.
I had my hands wrapped around her, and I couldn't help but move my hand over her bare, plump ass and caught hold of a handful and gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.
She looked up at me, and her long ears turned red; her mature yet enchanting face roused my little brother to wake.
He was standing like a proud soldier, ready for battle.
She felt the hardness and looked down at my little brother, who was not so little anymore.
"Oh, my, sonny boy! Is that for Mamma?" She purred as she moved her hands and got hold of the standing soldier with her delicate long fingers.
"Yes, Mother. It is indeed for you, and it will always be."
Yeah, she is my mother, not the one who gave birth to me but the one who raised me. And she is an extremely beautiful and elegant elf woman who was probably centuries old.
I would have told all about my past if it wasn't the most beautiful elf giving me a handjob.
"Just how much vigour do you have, sonny boy? We did it all night, and you are still hard again," my sexy elf mother cooed in my ear, all while moving her hands up and down on my hard shaft.
No longer able to resist the temptress, I swiftly moved on top of her and positioned myself in between her legs. My little brother was more eager than me as he was pushed right into her wet folds, and she let out a moan. Taking hold of her thighs, I pumped my shaft, slamming my hips right into her hole. The noise around me dulled down, and I could only hear my mother's moans as she locked her lustful gaze into mine; biting her lip, she moaned louder and louder.
The intensity of the moment grew as we both lost ourselves in the pleasure, our bodies moving in perfect synchronisation. With each thrust, the connection between us deepened, creating a primal bond that left us both breathless and satisfied.
As I was indulging myself in the ecstasy of our lovemaking, suddenly a scream pierced through the air, shattering the intimate bubble we had created.
"What was that?" My mother held my hands, looking in the same direction as I was looking.
It was the scream of a girl, and it was nearby.
Quickly I got dressed and told my mother to dress up.
Making my way to the source of the scream, I ran.
I just couldn't ignore the scream of a girl, and my mother wouldn't be happy if I told her we shouldn't interfere in others' affairs.
Like she always said, helping others in need was like helping yourself.
I don't know what that meant, but who cares? If it keeps her happy, I would do anything. After all, she was one loving, caring and, most importantly, sexy elf mother.
As I reached the site where the sound came from, I couldn't help but chuckle at the site. The scene before me typically reminded me of a cliche trope in the movies and novels.
The hero comes and saves the heroine.
Well, I could see the men surrounded a young woman, probably in her late teens. She was clutching a box to her chest tightly, like her life depended on the box.
Whatever, those men, dressed like assassins, were here to kill her. They had already killed the knights, whose bodies were lying in hot blood.
They all turned towards me as I stepped forward, and I had to say something.
"See, I was having this beautiful moment with my mother, and you fucking lowly mutts had to come and disturb our intimate moment, and I am really pissed off. So, come at me and die."
They won't care even if you say to leave or run away.
"Just kill him and kill the girl after," one of them shouted.
Like I said, they wouldn't be goons if they were to obey my words.