1. A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part IX


    Date: 12/4/2023, Categories: Fantasy Consensual Sex Male/Female Older Male / Female, Author: Steweird 

    ... was approaching culmination. She saw him smiling as he looked down at her, maintaining his fast rate of thrusting. He could see she was close. “Cum for me, Cadwarra. I want to see your face as you crest.”

She held him and let him watch, cooing up at him lovingly. As she came, her features twisted in climax.

This child never looked so lovely, he thought as he anticipated emptying his balls into her fertile womb. He wondered what she would look like with a big round belly full of his son. It was only a fantasy, of course, but was there anything wrong with a Half Elf son if he was going to get the genes that Cadwarra had? He had admired how well her training had progressed in her short time undergoing formal instruction. And though naive, she was intelligent. A son both smart and a good fighter would be quite a gift from her. Heck, he would be happy with another

daughter

if she took after Cadwarra.

The fantasy of knocking up Cadwarra got him primed. He felt his cock getting ready to shoot. After only a few more thrusts his big swinging balls contracted up towards his body as sperm erupted out of his cum-writhing cock. Bear my child, Cadwarra, he thought ...
    ... as a series of manful surges filled her with his baby batter.

Of course, knocking her up was a silly fantasy that might have occurred in a schoolboy’s dreams, not a wiser, mature man such as himself. It was a pleasant thought, but a baby in Cadwarra’s uterus was out of the question. One of his mistresses was already showing and another was thinking she was in the family way. A third pretty young thing with a growing belly would be too much for his wife to tolerate. Besides, this little Wood Elf, not pregnant, was proving to be a very useful person to keep around, and not just for her talents in bed. Spent, he relaxed on top of her. As they both embraced post coital he kissed her affectionately and put all that baby nonsense out of his mind.

In the antechamber, an applicant for the position of Penley’s new guard sat at a table filling out an enlistment application and listening to the commotion in Vishra’s office. “Wow!” he commented to the clerk “the Marshall sure has intensive training sessions!”

“Oh, he sure does” replied the clerk straight-faced “but don’t worry, he won’t be doing you.”

The clerk finished filling out Cadwarra’s Jail Transfer Document.
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