Character Creation Ch. 01

"Your pussy is so fucking tight... I never dreamed it would be this good." It was. With every thrust, her pussy squeezed and clenched around him as if trying to stop him from pulling away.

"Maybe your cock's just too big," she said, gripping the edge of her desk hard.

"I can't believe I'm fucking Miss Roper!" He pinched her tight little ass.

"You know I'm right here on the end of your dick, right? I can hear you."

"Sorry. You're just so damn hot!"

She moaned, then louder as he fucked her harder; hopefully no one was in the locker room, because the noise would definitely be audible out there.

Garrett gripped her hips and pulled her ass to meet his thrusts; her tiny runner's body was practically custom built for being man-handled like this. Her ass was right there for his viewing pleasure, but as he grew increasingly confident, he pulled out and flipped her over.

"I wanted to see your breasts," he explained, gingerly cupping one.

"Breasts are what we call them on diagrams in our human sexuality lessons. These, Elfmann, are tits. Boobs. Titties. Treat them accordingly."

Grinning, he took both nipples and pinched hard, then took one in his mouth and started sucking. She moaned loudly. "Good man – suck those tits, Elfmann!"

By instinct, his dick found its way back inside her, and soon he was fucking her with the savage intensity of a teenage boy as he groped and squeezed her tits. Miss Roper moaned louder and louder until finally he had to stick a finger in her mouth for her to suck on so she didn't alert the whole school she was being fucked like a little slut on her desk by one of her students. She still got pretty loud every time she came, but nobody was knocking on her office door as yet.

Luckily, she'd already gotten him off once so he had a little warning this time; as he felt the impulse building, he pulled his cock out. "Sank yuh," she mumbled around his finger, "Ah uz urried yuh wuh guh-uh cuh un muh pussuh."

"Nope – you taught me too well about the dangers of unprotected sex. So... here you go!" The lotion was mostly worn off, but her pussy had still coated him well enough that his cock head pierced her asshole with only token resistance. She squealed and tensed in surprise, but then bellowed out a moan as she relaxed enough to let him keep going. Her whole body shook in orgasm as she lost her own anal virginity, and the spasmic clenching fast massaged his cock into spurting right up into her butt.

"That... that was amazing," Garrett said a few moments later, after cleaning himself up with a bottled water and the t-shirt he'd jizzed on earlier.

"I like to think so," she said, hopping back up to her feet. "Why don't you take the rest of the period off, wander the halls, get into a little trouble? Don't want people wondering why we arrived late together – just in case."

Still in a state of mild awe at her naked body, he let himself test the limits just a little bit more. "Suppose I wanted to hang out with you the rest of the period? Play hooky?"

Miss Roper smiled. "You know I actually have a job to do, right?"

"Come on. Let's stay here, and you can suck my cock the rest of the period."

She looked wryly amused by the suggestion. "Look, I know we go way back, but..."

"Man, and I thought you were my friend..." he said sullenly. He pushed the bluff by picking up his jeans and underwear.

"I am!" she insisted. "I am. Just... you know. This is asking an awful lot, especially after I let you hump me, and fuck me, and cum in my ass. Doesn't that prove I care?" she insisted earnestly.

"It proves you were willing to use me to get yourself off," he said. Nevermind that you got me off twice.

"But... but..." Miss Roper looked around frantically as he began dressing, genuine looking like she was about to lose her best friend.

He pulled his shirt on and had his hand on the door knob before she broke – he'd really thought she wouldn't. "Wait! I'll do it," she said. "If it means that much to you, I'll do it."

His gym teacher sunk to her knees in front of him and began undoing his jeans again. "Wow, you're really going to...?"

She looked up at him. "Of course. If it's what you need from me, I'll do it. Sorry I got so selfish there. I was being a shitty friend."

Then she started licking up and down his shaft.

"Well... I guess I'll give you a chance to make it up to me," he said.

She wrapped her lips around his tip and slid slowly down to his base, her tongue licking him adoringly. When she slid back off, she smiled at him. "Thank you – you know how I hate it when we fight."

"Mmhmm, just keep sucking."

"You got it, buddy."

It wasn't until he heard the girls filing back into the locker room that he let her push him over the edge, spraying what he had left into her by-now eager mouth. She kept the blowjob up until he was well and truly spent. "We good now, Elfmann?"

"We're good now, Roper," he said. "I'll bring my clothes tomorrow."

She laughed. "Well, at least I taught somebody something today."







Garrett rode that high for his last few periods of the day. He even heard a student whispering a rumor about how Coach Roper had ditched class to get high in her office – salacious, by high school standards, but far less so than the truth.

In his last class, he was as usual dismissed a few minutes early from class to help a classmate on crutches after breaking his leg in football carry his books to his locker. The hallways would still be mostly empty for the next few minutes before the last bell; with that thought in mind (along with fond images of Miss Roper's thorough and contrite blowjob), when he saw Dana Spectre in the hall, he approached her with confidence. She was one of the prettiest girls in his class, and he'd always had a bit of a crush on her – seeing her alone at her locker, on today of all days, had to be a sign.

"Hi, Dana," he said as he walked up.

She turned, confused. "Oh, hi... you." She obviously didn't recognize him.

"Enetria por'amunk!" he said, and as she looked at him like he was nuts, he reached out and helped himself to a serving of tender breast meat.

Then Dana punched him right in the face. "Fuck you, creep!" She kicked him while he was down, for good measure, then slammed her locker shut and stormed away.







It was then the young elf learned an important tactical lesson – when a power is usable 3/day, one must learn to ration its use carefully, and track remaining uses accordingly.