Welcome to Dylan and Vielle's diary of whimsical and fantastical erotica.
The elf princess Vanamelian sleeps an enchanted sleep in a distant sunlit meadow. Many are the adventurers who have sought to find her and failed. Lucky are the few who the laid eyes upon her sleeping form. Blissful are the fewer still who have dared to lay hands upon her sleeping form. The little fairies whisper her secret. Her enchantment is such that any mortal man who is brave enough to drink the magical nectar from her sweet elfin flower shall share in her immortal visions of erotic bliss.
Do you dare?
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I'm speechless. Such a cute creative and daring coed. Oh I do so wish she comes Trick-or-Treating at my house!
I never used to believe in Santa Claus. I was just joking when I secretly added a P.S. to the bottom of my kid's letter to the north pole, "P.S, send me your cutest elf for my Christmas present."
Just a joke, but much to my surprise, as I was wrapping presents around midnight on Christmas Eve when I heard a commotion on the roof. I don't know if she came down the chimney or what, but the next thing I know, there she was next to the Christmas tree, the most beautiful elf maiden I have ever set eyes on. I tried to talk to her, but she only spoke some elfish language I didn't understand, but that's okay, when she unwrapped her Christmas robe and peeled off her red Christmas panties, I knew enough. Before long, I was with her under the Christmas tree, my tongue in her soft warm elfin pussy. I licked and licked to my heart's content. She was my Christmas present after all. When I felt like it I put my dick in her. She was nice about it. She let me put my dick in her anywhere I wanted, as much as I wanted. What a nice Christmas present. I came in her and came in her. I tried every hole she had to offer and every time she made me cum with a smile. I'm going to ask for her next Christmas too. - Dylan
Here is a very short but sweet erotic story about a lonely woman who finds fairies in the woods behind her back garden. She finds solace from her grief among the elves and fairies who live there. One elf gives her amorous and carnal comforts. Then, she returns to the mortal world where the elves and fairies are but a memory. Incest alert: then she finds carnal love in another who had been close to her all along. Here is the link to Literotica: The Elfin Woods, by Starlight A simple fairy tale for adults. Comfort food for the heart. This visit to the strange and exotic Elf Land, in the end, brings the family closer together, in appreciation of the love that had been there all along. With love, Vielle
Who can a warrior princess turn to for love and pleasure? Certainly not some man who will take her land and power. The best choice is another warrior princess.
Hard bodies but soft soft lips. - Dylan
I've spent a considerable amount of time observing and analyzing elfin sexual behavior. People seem to think that they are just shortish, pointy eared people, but really there's much more to it than that.
True, most are on the petite side, but there is a lot of variety in height. Sure your standard Christmas elf is 3-4 feet high, but they are hardly representative. The shortest variety would be the cobbler elves of old who are barely 2 feet in stature. On the other end of the spectrum, the elves of Middle Earth are quite tall, taller than most humans even. One thing they all share in common is their build. Elves seem to be universally svelte. I've never yet met a pudgy or overweight elf. Clearly, junk food has not yet made its way into Elf Land.
Along these lines, you'll find that elf maidens have very small breasts for the most part. What would be considered a medium sized breast on a human would be considered quite huge to the elves. The elfin equivalent of a 'C' cup is quite rare, but not entirely unknown. Of course elves don't actually wear bras, they hardly need to. The natural history behind the small elfin breast might be related to the fact that elves rarely have children, so the typical female elf maid will only need to nurse a baby once a millennia or so. In regard to the function of the elfin breast, there is very little need for a large organ. One of the nicer qualities of the female elfin anatomy is that their breasts are frequently quite pointy, not unlike their ears they are known so well for.
Elves are well known to be a "fair" folk and they consistently live up to their reputation in that regard. Every elf maiden I have ever met is somewhere on the scale from cute as a button to divinely stunning. The fey folk are divided into the fair races and the races of the earth. The elves, along with sprites and fairies (or faeries) are among the "fair" folk, while dwarves, gnomes and such are named among the "earth" folk and do indeed look quite earthy and homely. Elves are generally flawless, and being immortal, will often appear to be the picture of perfect beauty, belying their true age. An elf maiden who looks like she's 25 years old, might actually be 25 centuries old!
Elves are always playful, no matter how many centuries old they are. This is as true of their sexual behaviors as much as it is the other facets of their lives. They are quite fond of voyeurism, deriving endless amusement from secretly watching the sexual behaviors of others. This may be other elves, or more often than not, mortal humans. They can easily hide themselves with magics to the end of watching humans in their bedrooms. In my years of studying elves, I am still not entirely certain why this is so amusing to them, but we know they are quite curious. I also think they are fascinated by human passion, as they are quite devoid of strong passions themselves (although they are no strangers to sex or violence). They also enjoy to play sexual pranks on humans. I'll write more on this subject later, - Dylan
That's Miss Captain America to you. . . 
Flamela had the hardest time finding fire resistent spandex. In the end, she gave up looking and accepted that whenever she activated her mutant flame powers, she would end up completely naked. It served her in distracting her enemies anyway. But, her clothing budget was astronomical. . . 
A a lovely but dangerous succubus at Megacon 2009, along with the tirelessly popular Ms. Croft.  
Bravo to the ladies and their charming costumes. Are those tatoos on our friendly demoness or body art? Oh, I do wish she would show us. -Dylan
I love sexed up librarians. It's a strange fetish, I suppose, but maybe not too unusual. It has a similarity to the secretary fetish, but I like librarians better.
I can't say that I was ever turned on by my high school librarian, she was far too pugnacious for that, but there was a substitute English teacher I had in high school that sure turned me on. The model here kind of reminds me of her. I don't even remember her name now. She was thin but I distinctly remember her breasts were quite large. She wore glasses and, like any English teacher, had a bookish character. She was young, just out of college I think. I can still visualize her sitting on the desk at the front of the class, the way she liked to, her legs drawn up in front of her, taunting my teenage brain with her sex. In college, my librarian fetish developed to an unhealthy level. I spent far too much time in the library, I suppose. It wasn't just the librarians, of course, but all the quiet, studious coeds, with their faces in their studies. But, still, the librarians were in a different class of erotic. These were women who not only felt comfortable around books but devoted their lives to them. It always intrigued me how many librarians had long hair, either in a bun, on in a long braid down the back. Then, there is something about the sharpened pencil that is always in association, either in the hair, or behind the ear, or somewhere. It's kind of wicked, like a witch's broom. I'm embarrassed to say, even here, that I started to develop an unhealthy attraction to even the older librarians, fantasizing what they may have looked like in their younger years. It probably didn't help that I took a job in the library. Now, I hardly ever find myself in a library, but the nice lady here brings it all back. . . - Dylan the Deviant

This witch sure seems to like her broomstick . . .a lot.

Another tidbit from WhoreLore. This one is quite interesting. So now we know that lesbian sex is known and enjoyed in Elf Land just as it is in Mortal Lands. What is even more curious to me is that one of the elf maidens appears to be a slave as indicated by the chain around her neck being held by the lighter haired elf lady. And what is that wand or rod shaped object she is sticking into her sex slave? Could it be a magical elfin vibrator? And, why is she pleasuring her slave anyway, for her own gratification or is it a reward or a punishment for the slave elf? One has to wonder.
A young witch on Halloween day. It is her special day. It is only on this very special day that the elder witches allow her to leave their lair deep in the witch's cave. The young witch has gone a long time without seeing a man.
On Halloween she slinks out of the witch's cave and finds her way to what the witches call Man Town. There she finds a party at the College Dorm. So many young women are dressed like witches on Halloween, she blends right in. This is her chance to do what she was waiting for all year. She will have many dicks in her tonight. She must collect enough semen to last all year long. The witches will use the semen in their potions. The young witch enjoys collecting semen. She doesn't understand the men or their strange ways, but it feels good when one them sticks his hardened cock inside of her. The men like to pump their hard cocks in her over and over. She likes it.
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