A Healing Touch! Pt. 02

She was light and insubstantial, and it seemed as if she was fading rapidly. I felt like I was taking advantage of her, but I kissed her full on the lips. I lingered and tasted the corners of her mouth. I used my tongue and cleaned her lips, and for the first time, I heard a moan.

I wished I knew her name, so I could call her back. I refused to touch her intimately. I wanted to get past my prudish nature, and I thought maybe things would change with time.

Intellectually I knew, that my intimate touch was the best thing for her, but I couldn't help how I felt. I had no desire, for a such a severely damaged creature.

So, I contented myself with butterfly kisses on her face. She grew restless, and I wondered if I was causing her pain? I had her sitting in my lap, which had the unfortunate effect of placing her bum over my core. She had been ice cold when I first held her but was now warmer. There was no soft part of her, but her rear came the closet, and I started to feel the first stirrings of lust.

It was then that I heard a commotion at the door. The disturbance was making it way back towards me. The sisters had returned with friends! There was now a group of 6 women. I could tell the new women were not warriors as they wore Dirndls. They were all impossibly beautiful, their womanly curves were something that I had not seen before.

"Are you here to help?" I asked.

"We are." The three of them responded in lilting voices.

"Do you know what needs to be done?"

"We don't, but we will do whatever you tell us." The one that responded had curly brown hair up in a chignon. She had many barrettes that were jeweled with flowers and butterflies. Her eyes were big and brown, and her mouth wide when she smiled. I could see the points of her ears clearly.

"Strip," I ordered, and they did so without hesitation. They stood naked in front of me.

"What's her name?" I asked, pointing at the wounded female.

"Daffy." The response came from all three.

"You, are going to kiss her, no you are going to make love to her mouth." I pointed at one.

"You are going to play with her breasts. Spend all of your time on her breasts. I need her to be aroused." I pointed again.

"You are going to provide the most intimate of pleasures. I want you to lick and suck and kiss as you would want someone to do for you. She needs to orgasm." I pointed a third time, at the woman with the intricate hair...

I pointed at the three sisters. "Strip," I ordered. They also did so immediately.

Each of you will perform oral sex on one of the women pleasuring your sister. The more sexual energy we generate, the better. The three naked women knelt, so the sisters could work between their thighs. The six of them started their tasks.

Daffy started to respond after a moment, her moans were growing louder. The third female, the one between her legs was the most enthusiastic of all. She was eager in her ministrations, and I admired the way her ass twitched with pleasure, as it was licked by a sister.

"Would any of you be willing to help with the healing." I addressed the crowd watching. Several females immediately stepped forward. "You and you." I pointed to the nearest two.

I pulled them into a group hug."I need you to make sure I stay hard," I whispered. "Can you do that?"

One started to lick my ear, while the other kissed me. I took it that was a yes, for both of them. My ears are sensitive, and I was soon squirming with pleasure. When she nipped my earbud, I groaned and pulled them both down to the ground.

They seemed to know what I wanted. I laid down on my back and pulled the female who was kneeling between Daffy's legs, so she was straddling my head. She looked back with a pout, smiled when she saw who it was, and lowered herself, so I was easily able to lick her folds. The other two females attacked my groin, licking and kissing with enthusiasm, so I was unable to tell where one started and the other left off.

There was a fourth girl, Daffy's sister. I had pushed her out of the way when I laid down, and she seemed at a loss for what to do. It was hard for me to speak, and I tried to indicate that she should pleasure the girls that were working on me. After a moment, she did, using both her fingers and her mouth.

The female on top of me squirmed in delight. Her soft folds opened, and I was easily able to slide a finger into her. I started to move it, in and out as I continued to ply her with my tongue. I could feel her liquid wetting my face, and I slid a second finger into her and pressed down, so I was rubbing on her g-spot.

She groaned then and pressed herself down on my face. She moved back and forth over me, rubbing herself against me, and I was forced to close my eyes to avoid getting her nectar in them. I could see that she was still passionately ravishing Daffy and that if anything my ministrations were motivating her to work even harder.

The female on top was using me like a piece of furniture. I had been rock hard before, but I was tense now and could feel my orgasm in my balls. I groaned knowing that we would have to change positions soon if I was to avoid coming.

I stretched out and up, so I was just able to reach the clitoris of the lovely wet creature. She was still lustily fucking herself on my fingers and stiffened when I took her clit into my mouth.

I was careful to not use my teeth, and I started sucking on it. Immediately she stiffened, and I heard her moan. "Ohhh." This distracted me from my own approaching crisis.

She stopped moving so I started plunging my fingers into her. She was exceedingly wet, and I made a beautiful squelching noise going in and out. Her body tensed, and I could see tremors in her stomach, as her orgasm arrived.

" Ohhh, ooh." She moaned and went rigid with the pleasure. Her head hung loosely between her breasts as she started squirting all over my face. Her back arched and I had the most inappropriate thought. I had never been able to figure out if a women's squirt was pee or some sort of love juice, like cum. I'm a dork, I know.

I was a mess! But the woman was undaunted and returned to attacking Daffy's pussy with a vengeance. Daffy was now moaning and groaning, her face red with pleasure. My own orgasm was building, and I knew it was time. I rolled to my knees and plunged myself into Daffy's quim, moving the female aside.

Daffy was soaked, and there was no resistance as I buried my rock hard erection in her. The female that I had pushed aside, looked annoyed, but she started to play with Daffy's clit. The three other women pulled the fourth into a clinch, so we were all connected to our patient.

Moans filled the room. There was a nimbus of light spreading out from our writhing bodies. It appeared as if we were inside a glowing cocoon of light. I watched it grow stronger and spread so that the surrounding wounded were encased in it.

The light seemed to help them, and I wondered if we were creating a massive healing spell. The tent was quiet now, and many Elves gathered to watch. I felt a little sorry for the last two sisters as nobody was giving them pleasure. They squirmed in the most delightful fashion and squeezed their legs together as if they were trying to find any joy they could.

They never stopped sucking and licking the females who were pleasuring Daffy's breasts and mouth. I pointed at a couple of male Elves and told them what I wanted. They immediately stripped off their clothes and started to lick the sisters. I could hear the licking and slurping, and I knew the sisters had to be close.

Everywhere I looked there were bodies. Impossibly beautiful Elves having sex. I closed my eyes and listened for a moment. The panting and moaning of the women brought me to orgasm, and I started to come in Daffy.

I came inside of her, my sperm gushing into her body. I could not stop and pull out, and I could not stop coming, the orgasm rocketing through and over me. Daffy hugged me tight with her legs and insured that nothing was wasted. At last, the contractions passed, and I collapsed to my side, snuggling in the pile of warm bodies.

I had time to see that the warm yellow light had not dissipated and then I was attacked, by two female elves from the audience. They stripped, and each took one of my legs. They pulled me out of the pile so the could reach my core, and then immediately started to clean me with their mouth. Daffy had two females cleaning her swollen mound, and was squirming in delight as if her crisis was approaching. She looked much better.

It didn't take long, and I grew hard. I was stiff as a board and had to take deep breaths so I didn't spill again. The females were crawling all over me, warm and soft, and cuddly. Someone placed their mound in my face, so I started to suck. The other female mounted my pole. She must have been facing away from me, as she moved rapidly up and down my cock. I could hear her moans. It felt like she was rubbing against me with every downstroke.

It wasn't long, and she sat up, so I was as deep in her as I could be. I could feel her contracting around me, as she went rigid, and orgasmed on my erection. I pushed the female off of my face, as I had a sudden desire to see the woman that had well and truly fucked me. She was motionless for a moment but seemed to understand what I wanted, and she turned, so she was facing me.

She placed her hands on her head and stretched then, with my member still inside her. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be enjoying every minute of what she was doing. I was hard and didn't feel close to another orgasm. Maybe it was the magic, and she didn't need healing? I was in awe of her beauty. The stretch did marvelous things to her body.

She stayed like that for a moment, and then leaned down and started kissing my face. She was energetic and passionate and embraced me tightly, locking her breasts and still stiff nipples into my chest. She hugged me so hard that I was afraid she would never let me go.

We kissed for a few moments, doing nothing else. Then the magic happened again. Some sort of force moved her off of me. I was impressively erect, and I slid out of her with a pop. The magic was gentle but firm, all of sudden nobody was touching me.

I felt cold, and my skin was strangely sensitive as if missing contact. The magic wasn't done with me. It lifted me into the air, so I was now floating near the top of the tent. I was looking down on the people within the tent, and the golden nimbus of light had expanded to cover the whole tent. Nobody was moving, and everyone had stopped to watch me.

I don't have the world's greatest body, and I was a little sensitive being naked around all of these lovely creatures. The thought of them seeing me naked and judging me, was a little too much and I immediately started to soften, and the light began to fade.

I groaned. 'That can't be good,' I thought to myself. I knew what I needed. A female! I had watched Elanora do her magic, so I looked for someone willing in the crowd below. I thought maybe I could just copy her and get my magic to work? I guessed the hand gestures were the key? There was a large pile of bodies under me, and they were watching avidly. The problem was that they had just had sex with me, and looked to be in great shape, in no need of healing.

It was then that I noticed her. She was standing at the back of the crowd and looked to be alone. Many Elves had paired up in the group but not her. She had her arms around herself and looked all alone. Some elves had stripped, but she was still dressed. I thought she might have been crying.

I imagined that I was kissing her, and she looked up startled, opening her mouth, to return my phantom caresses. I flung my fingers out and drew her up to me, into my actual arms. She hung onto me like she was terrified afraid of falling. We kissed, for a couple of moments. Her warm body had restored my ardor, and I was again hard. I nibbled her shoulder and nuzzled her neck. She moaned and squirmed. I love the spot on a woman where the neck meets the shoulder.

"Can we have sex?" I asked in her ear.

"Yes, please." Was her breathy response.

I imagined hands holding us still, and in this way, I was able to strip her naked. I don't think she was a warrior, as she was softer and rounder than others. I guess it didn't really matter what she was, it was who she was that was important. Someone who needed what I could offer.

Her skin was the color of white marble, with a smattering of freckles everywhere. She had dishwater blonde hair and big brown eyes. Her hair had been pulled back into an elaborate braid. She wasn't beautiful, like the rest of the females but she wasn't close to ugly either.

Her face was lined with worry and sadness. I thought maybe this was why she wasn't pretty, perhaps she was worn down from the war. She had blood on her dress and looked to be some sort of healer. I held her with her head on my chest and felt her tears starting to form. Her legs were tightly intertwined with mine, and my arms wrapped around her, as I stroked her hair, and held her, she wept.

"Why me?" She whispered. "What makes me so special, that I get to make magic with you?"

I kissed her forehead. "Shhh. You are worthy."

I could feel the wetness of her core on my thigh, so I knew she was ready. It was but the work of a moment for me to slide into her wet, deep folds. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled herself tight, as two creatures could go. Her breasts were smashed into my chest and I could feel her hard nipples. She slowly started to kiss my neck, as she held onto me.

She moaned; that sound was always my undoing, and I started to move in her. The magic held us in such a way that our cores were the only part of our bodies that were free to pleasure each other. Slowly, ever so slowly, I pumped in and out of her. I had a feeling that I shouldn't rush this.

She moaned again. "That feels sooo good."

She pressed her hands into my chest as if she wanted to push herself up. Instead, I went faster, in and out, over and over again. I was machine-like in my strokes, and I could feel how wet she was. I knew I had to be hitting her clit with every stroke. She collapsed on my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck, content to lay there and enjoy the pleasure.

It was then that we started to spin in the air. We revolved in the air about the tent, and I thought for a moment that I might get sick, but I closed my eyes and was better. She whimpered, and I could feel her tension, so I slowed down.

Interestingly enough, when I slowed the spinning slowed. The rate of spin was matching the speed of my thrusts. I noticed the light wall had extended out of the tent. The light seemed to be flowing from the pile of people that had participated in Daffy's healing, up through us, and then out again. I noticed that Elves were now surging into the tent.

Distracted at the thought that something magical was happening, I had paused in my ministrations, but she started to wiggle up and down on me. "Please." She whispered.

I was aroused. She was tight and wet, and our bodies were touching everywhere. She was locked in my embrace and holding me just as tightly as I was holding her. I started to move again, and we began to spin again, and the light grew even stronger.

"Oohhh, oh, please don't stop." Her moans were louder, and I could feel my orgasm building. Her eyes were screwed shut, and her face and neck were beet red. It stood in sharp contrast to the white of her breasts.

I went even quicker, plunging in and out of her. I forgot to breathe, my body alive with the sensations flowing out of my core. I was a giant nerve, rigid with pleasure. My being consumed by the feelings emanating from my cock.

We stopped spinning and orgasmed together. I felt the quivers in her mound, as her body went tight with her own orgasm. She was shaking and squirting all over. I felt and saw the liquid coming out of us drenching the people underneath. She buried her head in my embrace and held on until her tremors passed.

My own cum gushed into her. I came and came more than I have ever cum before. My head was painful and sore, by the time I finally stopped spurting. I gasped for air.

I was flaccid, and my member slid out of her warm embrace. Cum continued to leak out of me. Interestingly enough, I could see a difference in the cum coming directly from my own body, and the cum that had leaked out of her. My sperm that had entered her, and then leaked out again was golden in color, and shimmery. I could literally see the magic. The cum that was coming directly from me was normal. It looked like it was having a positive impact on the people below us, but it was nothing like what the sperm that had been in her.

I noticed that most of the people below had taken their clothes off. Surprisingly enough, the majority of the Elves appeared content to just be physically close to one other. Don't get me wrong, then was definitely sex happening in the tent, but there was also a whole lot of cuddling.

The people that were directly below us, the ones that we had drenched with our love juices, were definitely cuddling and not having sex. Most looked on the verge of falling asleep.

The woman in my arms had drifted off, and I found that I was unable to keep my eyes open. I tried. I was amazed at the number of people that were coming into the tent, and I feared if I slept the magic would collapse back in us. I also worried about crashing to the ground and hurting ourselves or someone else. I tried to hold the thought of a bed in my head, as I drifted off.

...

"What have you done?" Elanora was enraged! I swam up to consciousness and tried to figure out where I was. "The Orcs know you are here!" I was laying on a pallet, with the female that I had made magic with. Elanora was standing above me with her hands on hips, and turning red with rage.

"The magic you did last night, sent out a pulse. That pulse let every creature in a thousand miles know what you are and where you are located!" Elanora hissed. "The Orcs are currently packing camp and preparing for battle."

"How long?" I groaned.

"They will be here in two days, sooner if they do a forced march. We have to either move or fight."

"I'll help," I mumbled.

"No, you won't!" She was livid in her denial. "If you are captured they will use you to destroy us. We can't risk that. You'll have to go back."

"No, I won't leave your people alone. I caused this... I can't go." I was ill at the thought of being sent away.

She must have seen something in me, because she sank to her knees, defeated. "I know your heart is in the right place, and you were only trying to help. But, last night you not only revealed yourself, but you also revealed my people. We have to stay and fight, and we will not win."

She paused and sat next to me. "I don't want you to leave, my people have hope for the first time in a long while... The only place left to run to is where our children are, and we will not risk them."

The woman next to me was awake and listening. "Your majesty, nothing will be solved by debate. Could we eat and bath, and then meet to discuss? The magic we worked last night has drained us all."

Elanora smiled down at her. "A wise idea. See me when the two of you are ready." She looked at me. "Before you go, you need to finish healing my friend, for she is a strong warrior and her arm will be sorely needed."

I nodded and climbed to my feet. The female stood in front of me, and I wrapped her in my arms. She was stable and sturdy like an oak, and I found myself leaning on her. I was dizzy and weak.

Elanora paused and gathered herself, and then jumped up, and started barking orders. There was a burst of activity around us, as Elves dressed and gathered armor. Soon the tent was empty save for a few Elves that I thought must be healers.