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- A Six
Chapter Erotic Story

by 
Mia Perry © All
rights reserved.
This book is a work of
fiction.  Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely
coincidental.
Erotic, for adults, 18+ only

“Mark, hurry up.”

A girl wearing G-string thong runs to me, covering her boobs
with one hand, and her head with another.

The storm is so fucking heavy.

“Mark,” she turns around and calls again.

“Coming,” A guy runs by. 

“You guys need help?”  I yell, sticking my head out from my
tent.

The girl looks down at me.  Her ass is only maybe a few feet
away.  I feel like I can touch it by stretching out my hand.

“Ahhh…” the girl screams and dashes faster.   Soon, she
disappears into the pouring rain.

What the heck.  People are scared of help?

I can’t believe it.

Read my story to see what’s going to happen next!

Chapter
One

Chapter
Two

Chapter
Three

Chapter
Four

Chapter
Five

Chapter
Six

Do you believe in Elf Rings or Fairy Rings?  Is it true that
when you step into that magic ring of mushrooms, you will become stuck forever?

I stepped into that ring to fuck my elf girl for the first
time, and many times thereafter.  In fact, I have been out of the ring but chose
to go in again and stay with my girl.

Let me tell you why.  But I have to warn you not every man
is so lucky, unless…   Well, let me reveal the secret to you now.

The rain storm at the camping site is horrible.  We’re now experiencing
a huge flood.  I hide in my tiny tent, praying.  Luckily, my tent is on a small
slope so I don’t have to worry it being carried away by the flood.

I hear people screaming and running outside.  I unzip the
tent a tiny bit and peek outside, just in case someone needs help.  The water
runs in immediately but I don’t care much because it’s pretty wet inside anyway.

“Mark, hurry up.”  A girl wearing G-string thong runs to me,
covering her boobs with one hand, and her head with another.  “Mark,” she turns
around and calls again.

“Coming,” A guy runs close by too, covering his cock with
one hand, holding a duffle bag with another. 

“You guys need help?”  I yell, sticking my head out.

The girl looks down at me.  Her ass is only maybe a few feet
away.  I feel like I can touch it by stretching out my hand.

“Ahhh…” the girl screams and dashes faster.   Soon, she
disappears into the pouring rain.

“Oh, no,” The guy looks at me and grins.  “Thanks anyway,
dude.”  He tosses a big kiss to me with both hands.  Man, his ugly cock is standing
high, thick, and long.  I’m sure he was fucking the girl very hard when the
flood chased them out of their love nest.

He runs for a few steps and then turns back.  “Shit.”  He
grabs his duffle bag and then runs again.

The storm stops quickly.  In less than ten minutes, sunshine
appears again.  I can still hear big drops of water hitting the tent once in a
while.

I crawl out and look.  A huge rainbow is spreading across the
sky.  There are still dark clouds at the far horizon but the sky is all blue,
with no clouds at all.

The air is wet and refreshing.  It’s much cooler, which
helps reduce the summer heat quite a bit. 

A dozen campers are moving their tents higher up the hill.  Everything
seems to be soaking wet already.

I stroll around, walking slowly into the valley.  Huge oak
trees are everywhere on both sides of the valley.

I see a round house with a gray wall and a light gray roof
like a dome. 
Weird.
  Is it a farm house or something?  I walk close and
see a sign that says,
Elf’s Round Barn
.

Elf’s Round Barn? 
This farmer must have a ton of
imagination.  The sign is behind a wooden fence that’s about four or five feet
high.  There is a wooden door on the fence. 

I know round barns were most popular in the nineteenth
century.  This barn might have been here for a long time. 
Hmmm,
interesting.

I look further but don’t see anything like a “farm”. There are
no cows, horses, farm houses, corn fields…  
Maybe this is a historical site?

I turn around and stroll back.  I’m sorry I didn’t bring my
cellphone.  Otherwise, I could have taken a few pictures.

“Excuse me, sir,” I hear a girl’s voice. 

“Are you talking to me?” I ask, turning.  Then I freeze
right away.

I see a girl standing on the other side of the fence, smiling
at me.  She is about five foot four, pretty slim.  Her boobs are only B cups
but all round and solid.  They stand high on her lean body to give me great
first impression.

Well, I know I shouldn’t have judged a girl by her boobs
alone.  But, unfortunately, I’m only a regular guy who can easily become turned
on by thinking of something
female
.  I have to confess, my cock is taking
action now.  You can say I’m dirty and yucky, but at least I’m honest.

My eyes automatically slide down her body, going over her thin
tummy.  My eyes stop at next spot of my interest—her crotch.  I can’t tell
what’s really inside (again, I have to be honest with you here) but the sexy
lace high waist sleeveless see-through party dress pencil skirt does give me a lot
to fantasize about.

I have to tell you, today is my lucky day because the girl
is holding the wooden door on the fence, so her body is kind of turned a bit
left.  I can see her round and firm butt proudly standing high, forming a
perfect S along with her boobs.  I’m fully convinced a girl doesn’t need D cups
to have a super curvy body.

I swallow hard.  Am I dreaming?  I cut my thumb nail deep
into my index finger.  The pain is so real. 
Nope.  I’m
not
dreaming.

Her legs are long and smooth.  In fact, the skin is so
smooth, I wonder if it’s real.

“Hello, young man?” Sweet voice comes out of her mouth
again.  The voice is so penetrating and arousing, my cock stands thirty degrees
higher immediately.  I move my hand to cover my cock but almost turn myself
on.  I move my hand away immediately.  Well, it’s not my fault anyway.  I
didn’t do anything to get my cock excited, right?  If you have to hold a person
responsible, then someone else near me should be blamed.

I know I have to move my eyes up to meet hers but it’s
definitely a tough task now.  Luckily, I’m a man with strong will power and
great determination.  My eyes successfully maneuver back to her face, though
they did stumble for a few short seconds at her boobs. 

“Oh… yeah… what did you say, ma’am?”  I look at the girl who
called me “young man.”  What a joke.  She looks at least four or five years
younger than me, maybe eighteen or nineteen.  “Did you call me young man?”  I ask
right away. 

“Sure, aren’t you a young man?”  She smiles.

“Ah… yeah… I guess so.”  I feel like an idiot but what can I
do?  Her blue eyes are stealing my heart away.  Her lips are all inviting
(Well, to be honest, I’m not so sure about this part.)  I see two dimples on
her pink cheeks, and two tiny ones at the corners of her mouth. 

“So, you are not so sure about yourself?” she teases.  “I’m
Freeda. Welcome to my farm.”  She extends her hand.

I almost grab her hand and pull her to my body but I know
this is absolutely inappropriate. I take a deep breath and hold her hand
lightly. “I’m Louis.  Nice to meet you, Freeda.”

“So, you find my round barn interesting?” she asks, pulling
her hand back.

“Yeah.  I mean, most barns today are square boxes.  Is your
barn old?”

“You bet.  Much older than you would imagine.”  She winks.  “Want
to take a look inside?” she asks.

“Sure.”  My heart races like crazy.  I know nothing dirty is
going to happen but still, being invited to a pretty girl’s barn and spend some
time together? 
Louis, you’re winning a lottery today.

She is about to open the door and then stops right away. “I
have to warn you though, Louis.”  She points at the sign. “Did you read that?”

I read again, “Elf’s Round Barn.”  I nod.  “Yup.  It’s a cool
name.”

“You think it’s
only
cool, Louis?”  Freeda
grins.  “Do you know what an elf is?”

My eyes widen.  “Are you serious, Freeda?  Is this real?”

“Of course it
is
.”  Her smile is so sweet.  “I’m sure
you know the story of the elf ring, too.”

I definitely know the fairy tales of elf rings.  There are
so many variations but they are all essentially the same.  You see a ring of
mushrooms and if you step inside it, you are going to dance with the elves,
those pointy eared fairies, forever.

“So…” I look at her.  “You mean your farm is an elf ring?”

“Yup.”  She smiles. 

“Where are the mushrooms?” I ask.

“The barn is one of them.”  She points at the barn.  “A surprise,
huh?”

I don’t know what I’m going to say.  I don’t know if I
should turn around and run.  But looking at Freeda, I can’t imagine she’s going
to hurt me—
if
she is an elf.

 “Freeda.., may I…” I’m trying to figure out what to say.  I
really want to know what’s going on.

“You want to ask a question?  Sure, go ahead.” Freeda smiles
at me.

“Are you a… ummm…, you know…,” I try to find the proper
words.

“An elf, right?”  she asks.

“Ri-ght…” I’m a bit embarrassed.  “You know, elves have
those, those…”

“‘Those’ what?”

“Those… you know… pointy ears.”

“Ah, you mean the ugly ones.  Yup, they do.”  Freeda smiles
happily.  “Did you know?  I’m an elf model.” She raises her hand and a magazine
appears on her hand from nowhere.  She shows me the cover, “See…?”

I see Freeda as a cover girl in a very sexy pose.  “‘Elf
Style Watch’?  Is that the magazine name?”

“Yup.”  She smiles.  “Want to see more?”

“Nope.  Thanks anyway.”  I feel sad.  I don’t believe a
pretty elf model is going to hurt me. 
But thinking about the fact of
fucking an elf.  How will that feel?  Is she going to suck me all in?  Oh,
shit, Louis.  You’re
so dirty.
  I hit my head hard with my fist.

“So… you still want to come in?”  She looks at me.  Her
smile and look are so irresistible.  But realizing the fact I may not have a
chance to come back home again, I feel the coldness running up my spine.

Freeda seems to know what is in my mind.  “How about I come
out?” she asks.

My eyes brighten.  What a brilliant idea.  “Sure, could you,
please?”

She opens the door and steps out, extending her hand.  I
have held her hand once.  But realizing she is an elf now, I still hesitate. 

“Come on, Louis.  I’m not going to hurt you.”  She smiles.

I touch her hand with my index finger. I feel the warmth and
sensation.  I hold her by the tips of her hand.  Nothing terrible happens.  I
hold her hand like I would hold a regular human girl.  The warmth goes all the
way from my hand to my heart.  My heart runs faster than my car engine.  I look
at her. “Freeda, you’re so pretty.”

“Thank you, Louis.”  Freeda looks at me.  “You’re the man I
have been waiting for.”  She blushes.  After a long while, she raises her head
and says, “Look, Louis, I’m not a human girl.  I don’t know how your love and
romance go.  Does it take days or months to get close and together?”

I nod. 

“But we don’t have months for us, right?”  She looks into my
eyes.  “Louis, I know this sounds silly.  But I know after you leave me today,
you’re not going to come back.  Right?  Louis?”

“Well, maybe I will.”  I mumble.

“Louis, you don’t have to make me feel good.  I know you’re
going to talk with friends and they are going to tell you ‘No, never return
again.’, right?”

I think hard for a long while. “Right.” I say.

“Louis, can we give each other a chance?”  She says softly. 
“I love you.”  she whispers.

I think hard and then say, “Thank you, Freeda, for telling
me how you feel.  I highly respect your feelings.”  I feel like I’m a total
idiot. “Meanwhile, we know nothing about each other.  We are total strangers.  Don’t
you think we need more time to know each other?”

“Louis,” Her lips are trembling.  “I know everything about
you.  And I know you like me, too.”  She stops, looking carefully at my eyes. 
“Look at me, Louis, and tell me you like me.”

Yeah, I have to agree, I do.  I’m not a bad guy, the one
night stand type of asshole.  I actually have thought of fucking Freeda hard
and then having six (yes,
six
) kids with her.  The moment I saw her, I felt
we were going to be together forever.  I don’t know why. 

But still I have so much to worry.  I have a job.  I have
people who care about me.  I don’t want to disappear and then never come back.  

Also, I am used to the way the girl is more conservative, at
least not showing her love so quickly.  Maybe this is just the elf’s way?  I
don’t know.

Freeda seems to know what’s in my mind.   She jumps up and
wraps her hands around my neck. “Louis. You’re the only man have I loved in so
many years.  I don’t want to lose you…  I know you’re going to say
no
. 
I know you’re going to leave.”  

She moves her body back, still holding my neck.  “Louis?”

I think for a long while and then shake my head lightly. “Sorry,
Freeda.”

She lets go of my body and steps back, “Thank you for coming,
Louis…”  She looks at me and sobs, “Bye…”  Her cheeks are all pale.

She gives me a smile but that smile looks more like crying. 
She shuts her eyes tight for a while and then opens them.  She mouths a
bye
at me, and turns back and begins to walk away…

“Freeda?”

“I hate you, Louis,” She turns back and looks at me.  Tears
drop down from her pretty cheeks.  “Why can’t a girl show her love like a guy? 
Why doesn’t a girl staying young forever have the right to love?”

“Freeda, I’m sorry.”  I step forward and hold her hand. 
“I’m sorry, okay?”

“Leave me alone,” She struggles.  “I don’t need your pity.” 
She tries a few times and then gives up.  “Look, Louis.  I’m an elf, okay?  I
may hurt you badly.  You don’t want to leave me alone and run away?  Please don’t
pretend you’re not scared.  I know you are.  But I can tell you one thing, in
your world and mine, there are both good and bad people.”

“Freeda, I’m sorry, okay?”  I know she can read my mind so
there is no point in explaining.  “Can we talk a bit so I can at least know who
you are?”

She looks at me, her eyes all red.  Slowly, she lowers her
head and thinks hard.  I know she is struggling in her mind. 

“Freeda, please?  Love needs understanding and forgiveness. 
Can you please give me this opportunity?” 

She looks at me and whispers, “Hate you.”

“Freeda, please?  You have to understand, I know nothing
about you.  And everything I read about elves is not pleasant at all.  Having a
serious relationship requires understanding.  Now, as you said, you know
everything about me already.  Don’t you think it’s fair that I know more about you?”

She gives me a light smile and thinks for a while.  “Sure.”
She smiles eventually, tears still running down her cheeks.  “What do you want
to know?”  She wipes her tears away with the back of her hand.

“Okay…” I think for a while and decide to tell her my
concerns.  “Haven’t you had a relationship in all those years?”