A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part XI - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part XI

... girl parts showing. “May I help you?” she asked in a guarded tone.

The stranger did not comment on her nakedness but clearly enjoyed the view of her shaved snatch. He also did not comment on the bruise that had now become a black eye. “I have been hired to deliver a message for a certain Llisanya.”

He lifted his eyes from her crack up to her chest, admiring the swell of her barely covered breasts being pushed up by her modestly crossed arms. She was unaware the upper portions of her areolas were showing over the tops of her forearms but

he

saw them.

“I am Llisanya.”

The Wood Elf delivered his message as if memorized. “There is a required cleanup in the Cess Pool. Please attend to the problem right now.”

He waited for Llisanya to acknowledge the message. She was giving him a fully erect boner. He seriously considered pushing this immodest little Half Elf into the room and slamming the door behind them. The unmade bed looked like it would be a very comfortable place to pin her down and have his way. No one would blame him; she was just a little cockteasing exhibitionist who had answered the door without a stitch on. It wouldn’t be rape.

Llisanya knew that look he was giving her nakedness. By the obvious hard-on in his leggings she could see he was sexually agitated by her unclothed state. She waited to see if he would move to take advantage of her, ready to fight him off if he tried anything.

On any other day it would have been fun to see if ...

... he

did

try anything. If he got the best of her in the resulting struggle he would have earned the right to the use of her. It was a good way to get leverage on a man. Most males felt guilty after the assault and invariably the male never wanted Llisanya to mention such an incident to a jealous girlfriend or a suspicious wife. She had called in not a few favours on past offenders after they had committed such assaults on her. Today she did not have time for Machiavellian games.

The messenger was indeed trying to decide whether to do anything. With that black eye she had, common sense said she was not the helpless little girl she appeared. He hesitated to do anything.

When nothing happened, Llisanya relaxed a little. She figured if he was going to do something about her vulnerable state of undress he would have done so already. “I understand the message” she at last told him dismissively “now stop gawking.”

That rude remark annoyed the messenger. After the frustration of searching for her for four hours he had every right to ‘gawk’ at her if she was going to answer the door like a bare-ass whore. He knew right then he had the right to fuck her.

Too sudden for Llisanya to react, he stepped forward and gave her a massive bear hug before she could uncross her folded arms. He had them pinned to her chest in a powerful embrace.

Her arms immobilized, Llisanya realized too late that she should not have had her arms crossed. What a stupid mistake. He lifted her up, stepped ...