Fantasy Erotica: Stripping the Petals [MF] [Taboo] [Incest] [Breast/Nipple play] [Handjob] [Riding] [Frenching] [Soft] [Loving]

Summary: A 118 year old Dark Elf has still not lost the petals of virginity, so his older sister decides to rectify it.

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Sothin sat alone on the balcony of his family’s fortress, and bathed in the cool night air. His pale green eyes stared up at the cloudy sky, and then his eyes traveled to the plump moon that sat within a large gap in the choking wave of clouds. He felt a soft breeze blow over him and rustle his raven black, shoulder-length hair and he inhaled the freshness of night’s aether.

Today had been his 118th birthday, so he was now considered a young adult in his clan. Seeing as Dark Elves did not typically form monogamous relationships, his father was not in his life and thus the ceremonial wine marking would be done by his uncles. But Sothin had no uncles, his mother had been his grandmother’s only child and he had no older brothers either. There was only his two older sisters, Saffa the eldest and Gazea (Saffa was older than him by 33 years, while Gazea was 28). Neither of them had any male partners to partake in the ceremony.

As such, the ceremony had to be done by his mother, an act that she was not particularly pleased to do. She had felt that this ceremony should only be preformed by a male of the family, but their’s just simply did not have any besides himself

Sothin did not feel like he had truly “come of age” at all. So now he had retired to the balcony to mull over things.

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His mother and his second oldest sister Gazea had left the fortress to attend a meeting of the houses earlier this morning, leaving Sothin and his oldest sister Saffa alone. It was the morning after his birthday, and Sothin’s sleep had been weak. He had tossed and turned in his white sheets all night, unable to soothe his mind due to the questions that plagued them.

It was only during the early hours of dawn that Sothin had managed ease his way into the soft hands of somnus, and leave the waking world. Light streamed into his dark bedroom as the door creaked open, and the towering figure of his older sister Saffa entered.

She wore a black corset and a flowing black skirt, that made the snow pale skin of her impressive bosom and face stand out. Her coal-black hair had been done up into a high ponytail, that flowed past her shoulders and reached to her mid back. Her slanted eyes were of the coldest, most icy blue hue that almost appeared to glow in Sothin’s bedroom.

She stood over Sothin as he slumbered quietly. Her icy blue eyes narrowed and she slapped both her hands together so hard, that the sound resonated throughout the bedroom. Sothin’s eyes shot open instantly, and she groggily sat up in his bed, and then he shied away from the annoyed glare of his older sister.

“I cannot believe this. You are one-hundred and eighteen moons old, and yet you still laze the day away like some insolent little lout. You are making our family name look like dung.” She hissed.

“Uh… I’m sorry Saffa…” Sothin stuttered.

“Get up and get dressed. Brother you must start holding yourself more respectably. After you get dressed, go downstairs and start revising your incantation spells.” She ordered, and then she pulled the blankets off of Sothin and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Sothin remained in his bed, utterly in awe of his older sister.

Out of his two older sisters, Sothin had always had a closer relationship with Saffa, even moreso than his own mother, due to her absence for much of his childhood due to her large presence in the politics of his clan.

His other sister Gazea had always been a chaotic, and wild figure. Her demeanour towards him had always been one of a playful bullying nature, and it had somewhat affecting his view of her rather poorly. He found her rather annoying, and some of her words and actions to be quite hurtful, though he doubted it was the intention. Despite these flaws, she had done some profoundly good things for him too, such as protecting him from an aggressively amorous female who’s intentions for him were deeply lewd and helping to care for him alongside Saffa when he was sick with the Spider-Silk Flu. She had also allowed to him sleep with her in her bed, during thunderstorms when Saffa was not available when he was still young.

But out of his family, he had always been the fondest of Saffa. She was often more of a mother to him than a sister, and she had done much of his parenting and education in the absence of his mother. She was both stern yet also gentle, both commanding yet understanding. She was the stable figure in his life, compared to his chaotic and crazed sister and absent, often distant mother.

And though he didn’t like to admit it, he had developed something of an attraction towards her over the years. So much so, that many of his onanistic sessions had revolved around his fantasies about her. Her domineering presence, her smirks, her loving tenderness… the mere thought was already making his penis begin to harden.

He would indulge in these fantasies frequently, but he still felt a tingling of unease about them, though he had no real reason to feel shame.Though ostensibly considered a taboo, incest was actually quite common in Dark Elf society, especially in the upper classes and noble houses.

In fact, he strongly believed that Gazea may have been involved in sexual relations with a cousin of their’s and that his mother may have been as well, due to the moans he heard coming from her room one night, when said cousin was staying with them.

Simply put, as long as it didn’t involve impregnation, Incest wasn’t really frowned upon.

Though he wanted to indulge in his taboo fantasies, he could not in this moment. Saffa was expecting him downstairs and revising his incantations skills and he was not in the mood for one of her long lectures.

…

Sothin sat in the study, carefully painting the symbols for the spells on the aged paper. Saffa sat next to him, her eyes following every movement of his fingers, completely on alert for any sign of a blemish. She was sat very close to Sothin, almost uncomfortably so, and she had her hand on his thigh. Sothin was desperately trying to hide his fluster, and praying to the shadow gods that he did not erect.

“Are you feeling tired?” She said.

Sothin nodded.

“Let’s take a break for today. You had a busy day yesterday didn’t you little brother, especially with that Wine marking ceremony that was so poorly done by mother. Oh and Gazea’s drunken romps… I sometimes forget that we are related… we are so different.”

She rested her head upon his, and Sothin’s body heated up instantly. He snuggled against his big sister and what she asked him next took him by surprise.

“Have you bedded anyone yet little brother?”

His pale cheeks turned bright red and he swiftly stammered out a “N-no… Saffa.”

She stroked his shoulder and replied “Good. I don’t want anyone random harpy plucking away your virginal petals. I dear brother, shall pick the right woman for you.”

Sothin fiddled with the feather nervously and then replied “But… Saffa I… I just don’t… feel ready yet.”

“Sothin, you are 118 moons old now… you cannot stay chaste forever. It is simply not our ways little brother.” She replied.

“I just don’t think any females will find me desirable. The only female I’ve ever attracted was that Nobelwoman who visited us a few moons ago…”

“Don’t get me started on that vicious little whore. What she tried to do to you was unforgivable… she was lucky I wasn’t here, or else she wouldn’t have had just Gazea to worry about… I never thought I would ever say this… but I’m glad to call Gazea my sister. She protected you.”

Though he would never admit it he was glad to have Gazea as a sister too. Even if she did annoy him sometimes.

The sun was beginning to set, and the light streaming in through the window above them was dimming. Sothin looked up at his sister and she seemed to be lost in the recesses of her own world, her blue eyes appeared troubled and contemplatively mulling over something unknown to him.

Sothin took this moment of… stillness to gaze at Saffa and caress her euphoric beauty with his green eyes, so innocent from Saffa’s own. His own hand moved over her’s on his thigh, and he squeezed it slightly. She did not seem to notice, but she then curled her fingers around his own and softly exhaled.

She then kissed his forehead and let go of his hand.

“I must leave you now Sothin… I have some… errands to attend to.”

She left the study, and Sothin remained inside for several more minutes, thinking about what had just happened. In that moment, he had felt a connection to his sister that he had not felt before.

…

Sothin placed on his nightshirt and fell atop his bed, but as with the night before, he found it difficult to fall into the dreaming world. The creaking of his bedroom door made his eyes swiftly open and he sat up slightly in his bed. Saffa entered his room, wearing a nightgown and her coal-black hair had now been freed to spread down like a wave of black water over her shoulders.

She stepped into the pale moonlight as it streamed in through the window of his bedroom, and her snow white skin seemed to glisten in it’s aura. She looked so beautiful, so darkly beautiful.

“Sothin… We need to talk.”

“Y-yes dear sister?” Enquired a nervous and aroused Sothin.

“I have thought over things and… I felt disgusted with myself at first… but in the end I did not care. Sothin… I will be the woman to free you of virginity.” She said.

The words sank into Sothin’s mind and he looked over his older sister, to try to see any sign of her merely bluffing or joking… but he saw none. As his green eyes stared into her blue ones, he saw only the deepest honesty, the deepest conflict and the deepest lust.

Wordlessly, Sothin left his bed and approached his sister, his eyes conveying his want for what was about to take place. A small smile formed upon her lips and then they wrapped their arms around each other and their lips embraced. They kissed each other deeply, and Sothin felt his whole world break free of its long tension and then bathe itself in ecstasy. His sister’s tongue then prodded at his lips and he gladly opened them, to allow their tongues to dance with each other.

She let go of him then and Sothin looked up pleadingly into his older sister’s eyes, but her eyes told him much to relief, that their passion was nowhere near over. She pulled down his nightshirt to expose his naked body and then she removed her nightgown.

With his eyes, Sothin caressed every inch of Saffa’s body. It was fit and lean, yet still feminine and shapely. She seemed to smirk at her little brother’s utter awe at her body. Then she presented to him her impressive breasts.

Sothin fondled them in an almost euphoric daze, and then he engulfed the left nipple with his mouth. He licked it, bit down and kissed it while fondling the other with his fingers. His Elder sister gasped and softly moaned, her body writhing in euphoric pleasure. She then stopped in, if a bit reluctantly and then she stepped behind him.

Saffa kissed and licked Sothin’s neck, and he sighed and moaned softly, his penis becoming harder and harder. She then placed her hand upon his chest, and rubbed his left nipple, which made give a quick gasp and his penis get harder and more eager.

Then he hand slowly moved down, down to that special place beneath the navel. He rested against his sister as she did so, feeling her breasts pressing against his back. He let loose a shaking gasp as Saffa’s hand wrapped around his penis and then began to jerk it back and forth.

She continued to kiss and lick his neck and the side of his face, and Sothin’s moans grew in intensity as his sister’s jerking became even faster. He turned and then kissed his sister deeply, and the she let go of his penis.

“Seems hard enough…” She said, looking down at it.

She then took him by the hand, lead him over to his bed and laid him down upon it. Then she got atop him, and he felt his penis rub against her soaking, hungry vagina. Though beyond arouse, Sothin still felt rather nervous.

“I… I’m a bit nervous Saffa. Its just what if you get…”

She softly hushed him and then replied “Its okay Sothin, I’ve taken an elixir. I won’t get pregnant.”

She gave him one more deep kiss, before then guiding his penis into her vagina. Then she began grind and Sothin gripped tightly onto the sheets, as the pleasure erupted from his groin to the rest of his body. He grabbed hold of her hips and caressed her buttocks, their moans erupting in unison and becoming one. She then lowered herself for a kiss, and their tongues lashed at each other. Then she resumed her riding, this time harder, the bed letting out creaks that echoed along with their moans.

Then it came, the orgasm. It washed over them both like a wave of cool, overwhelming euphoria and a bliss that seemed in that moment, eternal. Sothin exploded and his seed flowed into his elder sister’s recesses, and they clasped onto each other, holding each other as this utter pleasure washed over them both.

It left them then, and now they laid intertwined with each other. Saffa wrapped her arms around Sothin, and he snuggled up against her.

“I love you so much sister.” He breathed.

He she chuckled softly, and kissed his neck.

“I’ve known of your attraction to me Sothin since you first started developing. But you were too young. But now that you are an adult, we can finally show this kind of love for each other. Mates come an go amongst us Dark elves… but family, sisters like me and Gazea, we are always here.”

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