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"Ah, there she is," the young man says with a smile as he sees you stirring awake. "I found this beautiful elf princess washed up on shore earlier today. Isn't she a sight for sore eyes?" He winks at his mother, who giggles in response.

"Hello there, sleepyhead," the woman says, extending her hand to help you sit up. "My son tells me you were in a bit of trouble out there. You don't remember what happened, do you?"

"Well, I'm sure that was quite a scary experience," the woman says with a sympathetic smile. "But you're safe here now. My name is Mrs. Smith; this is my son, Bradley. We found your little raft out in the water and brought it back to shore."

Bradley leans forward, his eyes lingering on your chest as he says, "So, Princess... err, I mean miss, what's your name? And where were you coming from?"

"Ah, so you're an elf princess," Bradley says with mock surprise. "I bet all the boys back home are jealous." He winks at his mother again, who pretends not to notice. "But seriously, what were you doing out here?" he asks more sincerely.

Mrs. Smith clears her throat, glancing between the two of you before adding, "Bradley, why don't you give the princess a moment to catch her breath? Why don't you show her around the island?

As Bradley helps you out of bed, his hands linger on your waist a little longer than necessary. "Don't worry about it," he says with a grin, noticing where you're looking. "I guess I can show you around the island. It's not much, but it's home."

He leads you outside and begins to walk down the dirt path that winds through the center of the island. "So, Princess Laura," he says casually, using your name for the first time, "

"Well, you know..." Bradley trails off, looking over his shoulder at you. "I can't help but wonder... what would happen if an elf princess like yourself were to stay on our island for a while? I mean, we're not exactly the most sophisticated place in the world, but hey, maybe you could show us a thing or two?" He winks again.

You can tell by his tone that he isn't being entirely serious, but there's also an undertone of... something else.

Bradley returns the hug, patting you on the back awkwardly as he does so. "Aww, don't worry about it. I was just kidding anyway. You should stay here with us for a while! It'll be fun!" He pulls away from the embrace and flashes another grin.

"Anyway, let me show you around some more. There's not much to see, but we do have this really awesome volcano over there."

"Hey, Princess," Bradley says with a grin as you both approach the small shop on the edge of town. "You want to go in and check it out? Maybe get something to wear that isn't covered in sand?" He winks at you again before unconsciously rubbing his thumb over the bulge in his pocket, clearly implying that he has money to spare.

The shopkeeper looks up from her knitting as you enter, nodding hello to Bradley with a smile. "Hello there, you two!

Bradley grins as you ask him to join you in the dressing room. "Of course I will, Your Highness!" He winks at you again before following you through the beaded curtain that separates the shop from the makeshift changing area. The shopkeeper smiles knowingly at Mrs. Smith as she watches them go, shaking her head with amusement.

Once inside the dressing room, Bradley closes the door behind him and approaches you. "Wow," he says, taking in your appearance in the red dress. "

"You look stunning," Bradley replies honestly, his voice lowering as he speaks. "That color really brings out your eyes." He takes another step closer, reaching out to touch your hair gently before letting his hand fall back to his side. "But I think you'd look even better without this silly dress on..."

His words hang in the air for a moment as he looks at you suggestively, his gaze traveling from your face down to your ample cleavage and then slowly back up again.

Bradley smirks at the sight of your blush, taking another step closer until he's standing directly in front of you. "What do you say, Princess? Would you like me to help you out of this dress?" He reaches around to untie the sash at the back of your neck, his fingers brushing against your bare skin as he does so.

"Mmm," Bradley hums in satisfaction as he pulls the sash free, revealing your bare back to him. He carefully slides the red dress down over your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a pool at your feet. "There," he says with a satisfied smile, stepping back to admire his handiwork. "Much better."

You stand before him now in just your lacy black bra and matching thong, both of which do little to hide your ample curves.

Bradley takes this as an invitation and doesn't hesitate to do so. He reaches out slowly, running his fingers lightly over the swell of your breast before cupping it gently in his palm. "So soft," he murmurs appreciatively. With his other hand, he begins to stroke your stomach, working his way lower until he's teasing the edge of your thong.

You can feel his warm breath against your neck as he whispers, "I bet you taste even better than you look."

Bradley closes his eyes at the touch of your fingertips on his cheek. "Mmm," he moans softly, arching into your palm as you stroke him. His free hand continues its exploration, dipping lower to part your thong and finally sliding up underneath it. He presses his middle finger against your wetness, feeling how ready you are for him.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispers roughly before capturing your lips in a hungry kiss.

As their tongues dance together, Bradley growls against her mouth, taking control of the kiss as he presses her harder against the wall. His hand between her legs grows more insistent, fingers searching for her clit while his thumb massages her tight entrance. He moans into the kiss as she arches into him, whimpering with pleasure.

With one last surge, Bradley pushes past her final resistance and thrusts his middle finger deep inside of her. "Fuck,"

Bradley groans as he feels her tightness squeeze around his digit. He begins to pump his hand in and out of her, his other hand gripping her hip firmly as he takes what she's offering. Her moans echo through the dressing room despite her efforts to muffle them.

His tongue continues to dance with hers, teeth occasionally nipping at her lower lip as he explores every inch of her mouth.

Breaking the kiss, Bradley pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, still pumping his finger in and out of you at a steady pace. The sound of your gasps and moans fills the small space, mingling with the rustle of fabric from his own arousal straining against his pants.

"You're so damn responsive," he breathes, biting his lower lip as he watches you come undone on his hand. "I can't wait to taste you."

"Of course I am! You're just too fucking sexy not to be." Bradley smirks before leaning down and capturing one of your nipples between his teeth. He licks and sucks at it gently while continuing to thrust two fingers into you now, his thumb rubbing circles around your clit. The combination of sensations has you arching off the wall, panting heavily as he works you closer and closer to the edge.

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Bradley groans as he feels your walls clamp down around his fingers. "That's it, Princess," he growls against your breast, sucking harder as you ride out your orgasm on his hand. His thumb continues its relentless circular motion, drawing out every last wave of pleasure until you collapse against him, spent.

He slowly withdraws his fingers from you, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean with a satisfied hum. "Mmm, just as sweet as I imagined."

Bradley smiles smugly as he finishes cleaning his fingers, clearly pleased with himself for getting you off so quickly. He leans in close again, nipping at your earlobe as he whispers, "I could make you come like that all day if you'd let me."

His hands roam over your body possessively, squeezing your ass before sliding back up to cup your breasts. "But don't think we're done yet, Your Highness. I'm nowhere near finished with you."

Bradley smirks confidently as he takes charge once more, spinning you around so that you're facing the full-length mirror in the dressing room. He stands behind you, pressing his hardness against your bare bottom as he reaches around to fondle your breasts. In the reflection, you can see the desire burning in his eyes as they rake over your naked form.

"What do you say, Princess? Should I fuck you right here where anyone could walk in and see?" His voice is low and rough with arousal as one hand drifts down between your legs again, teasing your sensitive folds. "

"Ah, music to my ears," Bradley says, his hands moving swiftly to unfasten his pants and push them down. He steps out of them, his erect cock springing free as it brushes against your buttocks.

Without hesitation, he lines himself up and pushes slowly into you, filling you inch by inch with a gentle yet firm pressure. "You feel incredible," he groans, his face buried in your neck as he begins to move within you.

Bradley wraps one arm tightly around your waist while the other grips your hip firmly, pulling you back against him as he thrusts forward. The slap of skin on skin fills the small space along with their heavy breathing.

"Fuck," he grunts, increasing his pace as he feels her tightness enveloping him completely. "I'm not going to last much longer if you keep squeezing me like that." His teeth sink into the soft flesh where your shoulder meets your neck, sending shivers through you both.

Bradley stills at your words, his body tensing slightly behind yours. "Shit, I got so caught up in the moment..." He trails off, cursing under his breath before carefully withdrawing from you. You can feel his gaze raking over your naked form appreciatively as he takes a step back.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. That was careless of me." He runs an hand through his hair, looking almost sheepish for a moment before his usual confident smirk returns. "But don't worry - next time I'll be sure to come prepared."

Bradley's eyes darken with lust as you present yourself to him, his tongue darting out to wet his lips hungrily. He steps closer again, his hands coming up to grip your hips possessively. "Oh, I see how it is," he purrs, pressing his hard length against the cleft of your buttocks teasingly. "My little princess wants to play dirty."

He nips at your earlobe before whispering huskily, "I hope you're ready for what comes next, because once I get started, there will be no stopping me."

smirking confidently Well aren't you thoughtful, worrying about little old me... But don't fret, baby girl - trust me when I say this isn't anywhere near frustrating. Not unless watching you squirm and beg for more counts, haha!

Seriously though, knowing someone cares enough to try and take care of me means a lot. It makes me wanna give extra special attention to certain parts of your anatomy~

Now then, why don't you turn around nice and slow for me, so I can admire those gorgeous curves of yours properly?

Just perfect, sweetheart. Now lean back onto the countertop beside us and spread those long legs wide open for daddy. Let me feast my eyes upon your glistening pink petals, ripe and ready for some tender lovin' care...

growl. Fuckkk, you really know how to drive a man wild, don'tcha? Don't worry babe, I promise I won't disappoint ya.

Bradley's breathing grows heavier as he takes in the sight before him - creamy thighs splayed open invitingly, glistening folds peeking out from behind swollen lips. He steps closer until he's hovering over her, his hard length brushing against her soft belly.

"Mmmm, just look at that pretty little pussy," he rumbles, reaching down with one hand to gently part her folds with his thumb and forefinger. "So wet and eager for me." His cock twitches at the sight, already leaking pre-cum.

Of course, princess. I wouldn't dream of neglecting your sweet behind. In fact, I can hardly wait to get my hands on it. But first... grins wickedly ...let's see if I can make this lovely little pussy of yours scream for mercy before moving on to your tight, succulent ass.

I'll start by licking that delicious slit of yours, teasing your sensitive nub with my tongue while I slide two fingers deep inside you.

Bradley chuckles devilishly as he watches Laura spread herself wider, giving him unrestricted access to her most intimate area. "Such an obedient girl," he praises, tracing a finger along her dripping slit and making her shudder. "Laying yourself out like a buffet just waiting to be devoured..."

Slowly, deliberately, he lowers his head between her quivering thighs, taking a long, savoring lap from her entrance to her throbbing clit. Her flavor explodes across his tongue, causing him to groan deeply. "Absolutely divine,"

As Bradley feasts on Laura's delectable folds, she moans softly in pleasure, hips bucking reflexively in response to his skilled tongue. He knows exactly how to tease and please her, using the flat of his tongue and the tip to flick against her swollen clit, causing her to arch her back and cry out.

He slips a finger inside her warm, wet channel, curling it upwards to massage her g-spot.

Her body trembles violently as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over her, Bradley continuing his relentless assault on her senses until she's left gasping and twitching with blissful aftershocks.

"Ohhh fuck... That was incredible." His voice is rough from exertion yet filled with male pride at having brought his princess such exquisite pleasure. He straightens up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking down at her flushed face.

"But we're not done yet..."

Bradley steps back slightly, grabbing a bottle of lubricant from the counter beside them. With a sly grin he pours some onto his fingers before leaning in close again, his chest brushing against her sensitive nipples. "Time to give that delicious ass of yours the attention it deserves," he murmurs huskily.

His touch is gentle but firm as he spreads the lube across her puckered hole, teasing her opening with the tip of one finger before plunging inside with a soft groan.

Laura trembles with anticipation as she feels Bradley's slick fingers circling her tight rosette, applying pressure until they slip past the tight ring of muscles and into her heated passage. "Mmmm yes..." she breathes out shakily, clenching around the intruding digits.

He works her open slowly, scissoring and pumping while planting hot kisses along her shoulder blades. "You take me so well, baby girl. Gonna make this ass mine."

With a final thrust of his fingers, Bradley is rewarded by the feel of her inner walls relaxing, allowing him deeper entry. "Ah, perfect," he purrs, pulling his fingers free only to guide himself to her new, receptive opening.

As he pushes forward, the initial resistance gives way to a snug, welcoming heat that envelops his length. He pauses briefly, savoring the sensation of being fully embedded in their joined flesh, before beginning a slow, deliberate rhythm that has them both moaning softly in pleasure.

Bradley's eyes darken further with arousal as their gazes meet, his breath hitching slightly at the sight of her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. "You look absolutely beautiful like this, princess. So open and vulnerable..."

He begins to move again, taking longer strokes that cause her to rock back against him in time. The feeling of her tight ass gripping him from within is unlike anything he's ever experienced, and the sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Fuck...

"Yes ma'am," he growls playfully before resuming his steady rhythm, picking up speed until the room fills with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and breathy moans of ecstasy. His hands grip her hips tightly, holding her in place as he drives into her over and over again, each deep thrust bringing them both closer to the edge.

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