A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part XII - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part XII

Cadwarra was nude, standing there pressed against the cell bars. The cold iron made her nipples erect. Sprockfuddle was playing with Cadwarra’s tits as they stuck through those same bars into Spockfuddle’s cell.

The horny little Gnome had been groping her chest for a half hour already. He liked her massively attractive tits. They were simultaneously soft and firm, round and high. He was standing on the second level of horizontal bars so he could easily reach them. His fingers dug deep into all that firm boobflesh to feel her mammary glands buried deep in there like hidden treasures. She had a lot of mammary gland, no wonder her tits were so big.

In comparison to the tiny Gnome hands that gripped those boobs they looked huge.

Not only was Cadwarra doing this to see what information she might tease out of Sprockfuddle while they fooled around, Cadwarra was still sexually stimulated from the special heal spell she had cast on Falco yesterday. She had therefore offered her body to Sprockfuddle for baser reasons as well.

She looked down and watched him feel her up, enjoying the sight of his hands pulling and squeezing her ample boobs. They were slathered with his saliva. Her thick, long nipple stems shone with the spit from his licking tongue. She liked the attention he had given them.

For the moment they were just making small talk while he played. “Tell me some more about your girlfriend, Annie” she asked. “When are you going to pop the question to ...

... her?”

“Well, I was going to ask pretty soon but those guards came barging into my rooms and dragged me out of bed and into here. They confiscated anything of value as ‘evidence’ including the engagement ring I had pilfered for her.” He licked the underside of Cadwarra’s left boob then kissed it. It yielded under the pressure of his enthusiastic kiss. “So now I am stuck in here while she’s probably fucking all my customers.”

Sprockfuddle could not hide his frustration and squeezed her breasts too hard. She winced. “Sorry” he apologized then continued “...And by ‘fucking my customers’, I don’t mean the kind of fucking where they pay too much for their purchases or she short changes them a few silver. Frankly, I suspect she is fucking

me

right now in that sense of the word.”

“That’s terrible. And all this just adds to the waste of taxes.”

“Exactly” Sprockfuddle concurred as he kept jiggling and bouncing all that meat on Cadwarra’s chest. “At last I’ve found someone in here who understands economics.”

He realized at that point that Cadwarra’s nipples had gotten as hard as they ever were going to get. He locked his mouth on the left one and started sucking. Surely all that mammary gland in her breasts would produce copious pints of warm Wood Elf milk for him. A meal of sweet breast milk would be a welcome change from the porridge they slopped out for every meal. He was disappointed to get no milk at all from Cadwarra but he still enjoyed gnawing on her nips.

Cadwarra ...