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Amber's Elven Education

You are Amber, a female elf living in the elven town of Fringher. You are 19 years old and have just graduated high school. It has been your lifelong aspiration to become a Witchblade, and finally you can begin your training.

Like all female elves, you have a long slender frame, accentuated by the curves of your perky tits and tight ass. Your lean face had playful features and your hair was long and wavy. Even by Elven standard you were quite beautiful and your figure often drew looks from the Elven men and some women too, but they were too afraid to ask you out because you seemed too beautiful to be true. And because of this you too were deprived off the knowledge of what really hides under a man's trouser.

Your story begins on the night of a full moon. You are riding to Wilgren, the university of magic. It's where all aspiring mages go to follow their dream, and it's where you go to seek out your dream of being a Withblade. You are being accompanied by a male elf by the name of Myrten. His handsome and well built figure are quite attractive to you, but you keep your calm in his presence. While unknown to you, he has a massive hard-on for you right now as he rides in his horse behind you.

His eyes are fixed on the way your short pleated skirt is bobbing up and down along with the horse's movement, and a bit of your bubble butt and panties come into his view. He is fanatasizing about all the possible ways he would like to take you, and as he does, his already huge cock keeps getting painfully harder, straining against his skin tight tunic pants.

You continue riding, oblivious to all the action behind you, when suddenly you hear Myrten groan loudly. You immediately stop your horse and snap your head around.

In the bright moonlight you see Myrten is standing on the ground , his horse beside him and you notice that there is a huge wet patch on the front of Myrten's pants. Before you can say or think anything, Myrten turns around hiding his front to you and just tells in a stained voice that it was nothing, he was just tired and maybe they should both just get some rest.

You agree.

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