“Good bow!” Mazaria exclaimed happily when she shot a snowman in the head.
Well, they were a hell of a lot more proficient in English after 24 hours than I was in elf-ese after three weeks, so I couldn’t say much.
I tried at one point to find out what they called their language.
“What do you speak?” I asked Lelia.
“English,” she replied nonchalantly.
“Yes, but – that’s my language. What is your language?”
“Language?”
“That means all the words I’ve taught you, and how to use them. What do you call the language that you and Fieria and Hala and the others speak?”
Lelia looked around the forest like she was searching for the answer out among the trees.
She finally shrugged. “We do not have a name for it.”
“Oh… okay, what do you call yourselves?”
“The people.”
“Right – and everybody else are vaklik… okay, what do you call this planet?”
She frowned. “Planet?”
“Yeah – all the mountains and land and everything on it. What do you call it?”
She shrugged. “No name.”
“You don’t have a name for it?”
She shook her head. “No.”
I guess her people weren’t really ones for naming stuff.
Although that wasn’t entirely true. I learned that they had hundreds of names for the different valleys and mountains around us. A lot of the names didn’t translate into English very well, but they had a specific name for the part of the forest where we were.
Just not for the planet.
Maybe they just weren’t into naming things they couldn’t see right in front of their faces. And you could only see part of the planet at any one time – a very small part of it.
I wasn’t even going to get into the details about it being a giant ball whizzing through space.
There were just some discussions that weren’t worth having.
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I also started looking forward to the nightly shows Lelia and I were putting on for the other women. I was turned on by the fact that I was being watched… and that they were pleasuring themselves while Lelia and I were having sex.
Did that make me an exhibitionist? So be it.
And then things kicked up another notch.
It was the fourth night after we had arrived in the village. The women were improving rapidly with their archery, and we were planning to go hunting the next day for a deer.
After we turned for the night, I was looking forward to the ‘show’ – but as soon as Lelia and I had stripped down, I felt a hand touch my bare leg.
I yelped and sat up straight. A startled Fieria was crouched by my feet. I could only just barely see her outline from what little light was peeking around the edges of the fur door covering, but I could tell it was Fieria because of how tall and thin she was.
I was also fairly sure she was topless, because I could see the outline of firm breasts from the light outside our cave. Not nearly as big as Lelia’s triple D’s, but a nice firm handful of B-cups nonetheless.
Nice.
“Oh – what do you need, Fieria?” I asked, thinking that she must need something.
“I help,” she said in a soft voice.
“Help do what?” I asked, puzzled.
Then she placed a hand on my bare thigh.
“I help,” she repeated in a whisper.
“…oh…” I murmured.
Holy SHIT.
I looked over at Lelia. I could barely see her, but I could see tiny pinpoints of light reflected in her pupils.
“Um… are you okay with this?” I whispered.
“Yes,” she said, and her voice sounded playful and confident.
“…okay…”
Part of me was a little freaked out.
But another part of me was mentally pumping my fist in the air and screaming, YES, YES, YES!
Suddenly Fieria’s hand traveled up my thigh to my crotch, where her fingers found my erect cock.
“Ohhhhh,” she moaned, and began to stroke me softly. “I help.”
“Yes, that’s, uh, that’s a big help,” I gasped.
Lelia took my right hand and guided it into the air.
Suddenly I felt soft, hot skin and a hard nipple grazing my palm.
From the size of it, it was most definitely not Lelia’s.
As though to confirm it, Fieria moaned.
“You help her, too,” Lelia whispered in my ear.
“I’ll definitely help,” I promised eagerly.
I fumbled around in the dark for a second before I cupped both Fieria’s breasts with my hands. They were small and firm and lovely.
I loved Lelia’s tits, but there’s always something to be said for variety.
Plus, the fact that I could only feel them and not see them was kind of hot. Not only was I forced to rely strictly on my sense of feel, but there was something forbidden about fondling a woman in the dark, someone I hadn’t even kissed yet – and right next to my lover, to boot.
Fieria groaned as I lightly pinched her nipples – and then she gasped as I leaned forward and put one nipple between my lips and began to suck.
I mashed my face right up against her chest, then put my free hand around her and drew her in close to me.
Fieria’s waist was tiny and very sexy.
Her ass was even better – two fantastic globes of firm, taut flesh. I massaged them and gripped them hard as I brought her closer to me.
Fieria had wrapped her arms around my head now and was moaning as she pressed my face harder into her tits.
Suddenly, as her legs straddled me, I felt a soft thatch of downy hair and hot wetness brush up against my shaft.
Her pussy was right up against my cock… but I wasn’t inside her yet.
I turned to Lelia in the darkness, even though I could barely just see the outline of her face.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked.
I felt Lelia’s lips on mine, and she slipped her tongue into my mouth.
Then I felt a hand on my cock.
Both of Fieria’s hands were behind my head, so I knew it wasn’t hers.
“You help her,” Lelia whispered to me as she guided the head of my swollen cock right to the
