Sword Dance Elf Girl

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His speed was swift and flawless. Each time he finished, he was neither out of breath nor sweating; it was said that such skill was rare in the martial arts world. Shang was Amu's master, an old man without a surname. Every time he watched Amu's sword dance, he would cough a few times, lean on his cane, and turn back to his house. But this time was an exception. He sat there, speechless for a long time. "Have you met some girl?" Amu stood there, sword in hand. "Yes." "Your sword has lost its offensive power; it's just beautiful. Who is that girl?" The peach blossoms were at their most beautiful in April. Amu was washing and sharpening his sword by the stream, petals falling, turning the water almost pink. Suddenly, a splash came from the middle of the stream. Amu immediately stood with his sword horizontally, every cell in his body tense. Emerging from the water wasn't an assassin or an enemy, but a long-haired girl, her eyes wide with anger. "Hey, you've been washing your sword for so long, are you done yet? I'm coming up!" Amu stood there, his face burning. "Hey, I'm talking to you! Get out of the way, I'm going ashore!" Amu realized he'd been staring at her for a while, quickly grabbed his sword, and turned to leave. He'd never felt his thoughts so chaotic. A swordsman's mind determined the precision and power of his strikes, and Amu had always thought he was completely focused. He never expected someone to throw him off balance like this. But what a captivating girl she was! A delicate face, lips like jade, black hair flowing down her shoulders. In the peach blossom stream, amidst the falling water droplets, she frowned in reproach, her fragrant shoulders slightly exposed above the water, her alluring pink and white skin contrasting beautifully with the emerald green of the spring, making one's blood boil. Amu frowned, quickly suppressing his thoughts. His master had said, "Do not let material things change your mind, do not let emotions sway your swordplay." It seemed there truly were things in this world that could shake one's resolve. Just as he was about to walk away, he suddenly heard a cry: "Ah, help!" Amu turned around naturally. A snow-white figure, shrouded in a white veil, was trembling and shrinking. Without thinking twice, Amu rushed over. Opposite him was a large snake, its long tongue flicking, aimed directly at the girl, poised to attack. Seeing Amu, the girl instinctively jumped into his arms, and Amu swung his sword, severing the snake's head in one swift motion. Only then did he realize the soft, fragrant warmth in his arms. In all his life, this was the first time he had seen a woman so close. For some reason, Amu felt a surge of heat throughout his body, and something he had never experienced before began to rise like bamboo shoots. Amu couldn't resist stealing a glance at the girl in his arms; her skin was as white as snow, soft and exuding a delicate fragrance. Her breasts, proud and erect, were faintly visible through the white veil, revealing two pink nipples, making one intoxicated. Although it was only a brief moment, it felt incredibly long to Amu, and he suddenly wanted to hold her like that forever. The girl in his arms was still trembling from the shadow of what had just happened, forgetting to cover her body. She nestled against Amu's strong chest, unwilling to leave this sense of security. After a long while, the girl looked up at Amu. What a handsome man, with a resolute face and eyes that shone brightly.The girl, with a resolute and strong physique, hugged him tightly, slowly forgetting the danger she had just faced. "Wow, he's quite handsome. Oh well, it's better to repay your life-saving grace than let that old man have his way." With that, she pulled off the white veil covering her, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Amu's lips. Amu was stunned, feeling a "boom" in his mind. His limbs began to move uncontrollably, and somehow he found himself caressing the girl's body. The girl, panting, desperately tugged at Amu's clothes, quickly stripping him naked. As their bodies pressed together, Amu felt every hair on his body swell, his blood rushing to his head. His hands began exploring the girl's body, a frantic, inexplicable caress, seemingly wanting only to feel every inch of the woman's skin, smooth as silk. Her slender waist, her round, pert buttocks, then his hands traveled to her chest, grasping her two firm breasts. Amu found his breathing becoming rapid, a strength he wanted to unleash but couldn't find its source. The girl in his arms closed her eyes, letting him invade her wantonly. Slowly, the girl fell backward, lying asleep on the grass covered in wildflowers. The pale yellow of the wildflowers, the tender green of the grass, combined with her snow-white skin—a girl as beautiful as an angel, lying there, at your mercy, was breathtakingly alluring. At that moment, Amu couldn't care less about anything else. All he could do was pounce on her, like he would pounce on a wild animal during a hunt. He kissed her with his mouth, caressed her with his hands, from top to bottom. Only then did he realize that women and men were different; they both had a tuft of hair down there, but nothing else, only a faint glimpse of... The delicate pink slits and the black fur looked surprisingly beautiful together. Amu curiously stroked them. The girl let out a low moan. Amu looked at her; she was biting her finger, her face flushed, and turned her head away. Amu realized that the moan wasn't from pain, but from pleasure. So he wasn't afraid anymore and gently continued stroking her, holding her even tighter. He felt himself becoming increasingly unable to calm down, while the girl in his arms was already panting heavily. Just as he was losing his composure, the girl suddenly shyly scolded, "You're such a fool." Then Amu felt his erection being grabbed and guided to a very smooth and warm place, but it stopped. The girl's other hand stroked his face, her face flushed. "Ah, you're lucky. I never thought my first man would be you." Amu felt his erection pressing against the warmest part of the girl's body, and then slowly pushing in, pushing in... "Ah!" The girl frowned, and Amu felt a sudden slip, his erection enveloped by a warm, tight sheath. Suddenly, as if finding its home, Amu knew how to release the throbbing within him. He instinctively moved back and forth, rubbing and thrusting his erection inside the sheath. He looked at the girl beneath him, her brow furrowed as she moaned, whether in pleasure or pain, her body burning hot. He had just entered that mysterious crevice. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, and to unleash that urge, he knew how to control his body. Like a wild beast, Amu suddenly lifted the girl's legs and thrust forcefully with his erection. The girl's low moans immediately turned into cries of "Ah, ah..." "Idiot, be gentle with me, be light, okay? It hurts a little." The girl opened her eyes groggily, her hands gripping Amu's arms tightly. Amu didn't care about anything else; he was now a wild beast, his only desire being to release the urge within him. He cupped the girl's pinkish-white buttocks, watching his erection slide in and out of her slit. Each thrust brought out a bit of tender flesh, and pink fluid slowly trickled down her shapely buttocks with each movement. He vaguely saw blood behind his erection and, startled, immediately stopped, asking, "Will you get hurt like this?" "The girl saw him stop, her body contorted with a mixture of desire and urgency. 'Quick, quick, don't stop, I'm fine.' Amu scooped her up, and she obediently clamped her legs around him. He lifted her buttocks with his hands and thrust upwards repeatedly. Watching the two little white rabbits bouncing in her arms, Amu felt his vision blurring, a tingling sensation shooting from his spine to his head. He held the girl tightly, roaring as he spread her buttocks apart with both hands, thrusting his erection relentlessly. The girl clung tightly to his shoulders, holding her breath. Finally, Amu felt something spurt out from his erection, once, twice, three times... His erection kept throbbing, and the girl in his arms trembled with each thrust. Holding each other like that, Amu and the girl remained in this position like statues. After a long time, Amu slowly put the girl down, and as he withdrew his erection, the girl was still trembling intermittently." Only then did he have time to examine the girl's lower body closely. The slit was slightly open, revealing a pink color and a small black hole—the place where he had just entered. He saw a thick, cloudy liquid slowly flowing out from there, and felt the small hole opening and closing intermittently. He was stunned. The girl slowly sat up, tears still in her eyes. As she slowly put on her clothes, she said, "I didn't expect it to be you. I'll remember you." Suddenly, she reached out and lifted Amu's face, as if to see him clearly, and asked, "Can you tell me your name?" "A...Amu," Amu stammered. The girl finished dressing, looked back at the stunned Amu, and as if making a decision, resolutely turned and left, a fragrance gradually fading away. Amu suddenly seemed to remember something, "You...what's your name?" There was no answer, only the echo of the valley.

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