Sensual Sorceries erotica collection

"Perfect, just what I needed. Another monster with an extra set of teeth interrupting me right when I was about to...ugh." Selena groaned in exasperation, narrowing her eyes as she caught sight of a grotesque face of a monster peering into her cave from a tiny hole she had left for ventilation

She slid her fingers out of her tight pussy slit and watched as they drooled with her delicious body juices that had now lost their thickness due to having multiple orgasms one after the other in a day.

She stood up from the animal skin she had been lying on and grabbed an axe she stole from the old witch the other day. It always hummed whenever she touched it.

"I swear these monsters seem to enjoy watching me jerk off every day, don't they?"She grumbled, taking an attack stance and then throwing the axe toward the big face of the monster.

"Boom!....."She squashed the monster's face with a single strike like it was nothing but a mere tomato, its blue-ish blood splattering everywhere and some bits of meat spilling into her cave. Even so, she ignored all of that, put her weapon down and decided to go back to her self-pleasuring session.

Apparently, this was her life now. She sheltered herself in a cave deep in a dungeon full of all kinds of monsters. At least no one would find her in there since she had a bounty on her head. 20 thousand pieces of gold were promised for anyone who'd find her, which was definitely enough money for one to live a fancy life for the rest of their lives.

"That damn witch... nghm," She moaned, feeling a hot sensation building in between her legs again. It was so itching that she couldn't stop rubbing her legs against each other, but now she knew no ways of masturbation would satisfy her anymore. She was craving for something ...longer, warm and hard. If only....

"Oh.. gosh.. no, ugh.."A pool of thick juices drooled down her tiny thighs. She settled into a comfortable position, sweeping her red hair and tilting her head back. Her left hand provided balance as her right slid into her pussy with three fingers inside.

She vibrated erotically, quickening the pace of her fingers, trying to force herself to reach climax fast so she could rest a little.

"Awnn... that's– ah" She moaned loudly, then laid down on her back as her now free left hand reached for her boobs. They were quite round, and beautiful with pink nipples. One could almost think she was a teenager since her appearance looked like one, but she was way older than most humans. As an elf, it was natural that her body would age slowly and remain voluptuous for a long time.

She touched the rubber-like nubs of her erect nipples and pressed them hard while squinting her eyes and feeling the ecstatic sensation flowing through her entire body.

Her legs trembled and shook vigorously, her clit pulsating like a breathing thing.

She added another finger deep into her slit, making them four.

Her body began to spasm, and her toes got stiff. That's when she knew she was about to reach one hell of an orgasm. But then, just when she was about to cum......

"Finally... I've found you!" A voice reverberated in her cave, making her heart skip a beat with shock.

No human reaches these deeper parts of the dungeon. Not ever unless they are exceptionally skilled and wielding a powerful weapon like her.

Shock-struck, she stopped what she was doing, feeling both sexually frustrated and curious to see who this person was.

Suddenly, her door, which was made from an impenetrable rock that only she could open using the power of her axe shattered into countless pieces, the fragments scattering across the floor and filling her small cave.

She leaped to her feet and snatched her axe from the ground, gripping it firmly and ready to strike while a few more drops of cum drooled down her legs.

"There's no need to raise your guard. I mean no harm." The voice called out from amidst the swirling dust, calm and satisfying to listen to.

She narrowed her eyes, letting out a sharp laugh.

"Funny, because usually, when people 'mean no harm,' they knock instead of redecorating my house with rubble and dust. Care to explain, or do I need to start swinging my baby?" She asked, tightening her grip on her axe.

The person walked in, wearing a white cloak that covered their face with a hood, which only made Selena feel more suspicious about him.