A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Four Section A - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Four Section A

... another male ordering her around.

Nevertheless, Cadwarra hesitated to do as she was told. The size of the Barbarian’s langer daunted her. Sensing her reluctance he lifted his manhood up and laid it in her hand. Two thirds of it fell over the edge of her palm and dangled down in the air. What meat she did hold in her hand was hot and firm. It felt like she was holding an uncircumcised sausage. She curled her fingers around the immense phallus and pumped him back and forth as he had told her to, the unsupported portion of the soft cock flying around chaotically. After all the sex she had had today and last night she wasn’t especially horny but this was...interesting. Or maybe she was horny. A little bit.

As she worked the shaft, the Barbarian’s lovely huge schlong began to grow hard. She kept working the monster, her eyes widened at the immensity of what her ministrations were producing. It stuck out from his body like a spear.

It was well over a foot in length. She gripped it at full salute. The knob had popped out from the foreskin and shone beautifully in the golden rays of the late afternoon sun. It was round and smooth; skin stretched taut by its tumescence.

Cadwarra jacked and stared, amazed by it. It was the biggest she had seen by far. It put last night’s Human lovers to shame. Its girth was the size of her upper arm. She continued to run her gripping fist up and down the now fully rigid length, relieved that her new friend had not fainted on top of her ...

... from the amount of blood he would be needing to pump into his man-sword to keep it so hard.

“Can you take all of me, Elfy?” he asked, grinning because he knew by the look on her face she knew she could not. “Yer wanna let me fuck you?”

“No” she responded. “You would rip me open.”

She was afraid the Barbarian would insist on screwing her anyway. Thankfully, he laughed good naturedly and placed a huge hand on her shoulder, gently pulling her forward to him.“Don’t worry. I don’t wanna break that tiny pelvis of yers.”

He pushed her to her knees. “Open that pretty mouth of yers! Suck on my big cock, Elfy.” Again, he did not say please. She sucked anyway.

The knob of the barbarian’s penis barely got past her lips. Only a fifth of his shaft entered her mouth and even then it poked her tonsils. She choked on it, gasping for a gulp of air as he pushed it deep. She liked that. She liked when a male took charge.

The Half Elf boy, still horny and only partially dressed, moved close by Cadwarra. Without so much as a by-your-leave he began feeling her up while she sucked off the Barbarian. His hands ran all over her chest, exploring her flesh; squeezing her tits and juggling them. “Suck that Barbarian prick, Cutie!” he urged her. His voice quavered in the excitement at watching the act.

A second onlooker, a Human, also now joined to watch but took no part. He just stared at Cadwarra’s pretty face while it was being fucked.

Cadwarra decided she liked having an audience. ...