314 Big Booby Elf (R18+) (NSFW) 1/2

He would've torn her out of her robes had they not been made of Ebonthread, so instead, he just tosses her onto her bed and gets to work undressing her. She hugs her hands to her chest as she lays on her back, watching as he almost tears her boots off. He takes a moment to admire her feet, which hadn't seemed to be affected at all but the ungodly amount of walking they'd had to do since the two had met.

His hand clutches her ankle as the other slides up her leg, sampling the smooth, pale, hairless skin that to him was almost scalding to the touch... Michael wasn't really sure what he was doing, as the only real sexual experience that he'd had was that time he got an embarrassingly short blow job from a bath wench.

Still, unlike the other inhabitants of Tamriel or Halkeginia, his mind was chock-full with enough porn it'd make a prostitute wretch. Sure, these people probably had some odd individuals, but had they seen Two girls one cup? Scat? Or a Japanese woman funnel eels into her... Anyway, he'd just have to copy what those experienced fellows on the internet did and hope it works.

Tiffania seemed to be loving the attention he was giving her legs, but she snaps out of it when his hand tugs at the draws of her robe's trousers. She doesn't stop him as he slowly takes them off however, revealing the rather boring underwear that most Tamriel women wore.

They looked like primitive boxer shorts, but Michael couldn't care less at this moment as he tears them off like a waiter stripping a tablecloth. Tiffania's legs unconsciously snap together at the sudden temperature change around her crotch, but Michael gently pries them apart, revealing her beautiful slit.

His breathing was caught in his throat as he looks at the slightly puffy red peach before him, a thin trail of liquid was already dripping from it, and it was steadily getting redder with arousal. Michael had to stop himself from instantly ravishing her, his cock feeling as if it'd explode if he continued staring at it.

Instead, he changes his focus to the upper robes she was still wearing. He gives her a breathlessly amorous look and leans over her, giving a brief but intense kiss before removing those robes too, leaving her wearing nothing but the Circlet he'd gifted her back in Halkeginia.

She didn't wear a bra, not because they didn't exist or were too expensive,e but because nothing could hold her giant mammaries. She was a K cup, so even if Michael use both hands he still wouldn't be able to cover one, and while you might expect them to sag, Tiffania's breasts were so perky they almost stood on their own.

Her cute nipples were already rock hard, and Michael couldn't stop himself from just staring at them... Tiffania anxiously rests her hands at the top of her cleavage, allowing him to see all of her, "D-do you like them...?"

He swallows his building saliva and nods, grasping one of her breasts which causes her to let out a surprised yelp. They were incredibly soft, and his hand sunk into them in a way almost indescribable to anything else. "You're beautiful, Tiffania..." he lets out, and she gives a shy smile in response.

His hand glides over her breath, massaging it all over, but when a finger brushes over her nipple Tiffania's back arches upwards, "Ahn!"

...

"Her nipples were sensitive then... Well, that's something to exploit." he mentally intones as he leans down and takes on into his lips, sucking on it before beginning to roll the nub around in his mouth. She was letting out hard breaths and occasional moans as he does so, only encouraging him further. After a minute of this, he remembers something from the internet and gently squeezes the nub between his teeth.

"Ah! M-Michael!" she almost shouts, her hands wrapping around his head and gripping his hair.

"You like that?" he whispers, groping both of her breasts hard as he extracts the nipple from his mouth.

"Y-yees!"

Hearing this, Michael grins to himself in satisfaction and begins taking his own clothes off, leaving the two both naked atop the bed. Her eyes were almost as intense as his were as she watches him undress, her eyes eventually locking onto his lower member. It wasn't anything crazy, but it wasn't small either. Either way, Tiffania didn't know the difference as her hand carefully begins caressing it, almost causing him to release.

He stops her by leaning forwards and taking her long ear into his mouth, it seemed to be almost as sensitive as her breasts judging by how loud her reactions were. But soon enough, it was time to move to the next level...

He gives her a final kiss and moves between her legs, his eyes focussing intently on her now incredibly moist red mound. Her clit was visible and twitching almost invitingly, and Michael couldn't resist pushing his tongue into it as he'd done with her nipples.

"AAHhh-ahhhnnn!" she exclaims, her back arching as a small amount of fluid squirts from her, coating his neck and chin in it... Not that he minded.

"M-Michael! T-that's too much!" she says as she breaths hard, "C-can we take a break?" she almost begs, already looking exhausted from his ministrations.

He gives her a lustful smile and nods, "You can help me out then, after that we'll continue." he states matter-of-factly, leaving no more room for negotiation.

She just accepts it while sucking air into other lungs, nervous anticipation filling her for what'd come next...

Michael crawls over the bed to her and presents his member, placing it against her lips as she looks sideways at him... That alone almost causes him to finish, but he forces it down with the willpower of a dragon and allows her to get familiar with it.