A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Eight-A - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Eight-A

... narrowing eyes, anger beginning to simmer. “What did you do that for, you three-legged idiot? You like hurting women, don’t you?”

“Well...you...you told me to strike” he defended himself as he stood there. With his bulge still in full view he decided not to dispute the accusation that whacking women got him hard. “I thought you were going to show me some clever defensive tactic.”

“Well, no. I wasn’t. Why would you think I knew anything about fighting with a bo staff?” She showed him her bloody fingertips. “Look at

this

! I’m bleeding, you...Wood Elf bastard! I never thought you would actually take a swing at me! You were supposed to decline to hit me...

like a gentleman

...instead of being a dickhead.”

“It’s not that bad” the Half Elf said. “You bled more last month, Arabella!” She and the Gnome had a good chuckle at Arabella’s resulting ire.

“Shut up, Beckah.” Arabella glared at the Half Elf then turned back to Falco. She launched herself at him, sharp finger nails raised.

He knew how unreasonable angry women were and what was coming next. He raised the bo staff across his face to protect his eyes as Arabella and her claws landed on him full force. Those long sharp finger nails going for his face turned out to be hands gripping the collar of his as-yet-unpaid-for chainmail hauberk. They fell back onto the floor barely missing the open well with Arabella on top choking him furiously. She was much smaller than Falco but she was pure ...

... rage.

Arabella yelled down at him “You abusive misogynist sicko! You hurt me! You LIKED hurting me! You got hard.” Then she added loudly as she shook him by the throat “JUST LIKE I WANT, YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!! NOW HURT ME MORE BEFORE I SCRATCH YOUR EYES OUT!”

She thrust her hips into his, her knees planted on either side of him. She ground her womanhood hard into his pelvis. She felt his hard-on against her clit. “I bet you would love to use that bo staff to really damage me, you bad, bad boy.” She rubbed away on top of him.

“Pull out his cock!” Annie urged impatiently. “Let’s see how hard you’re making him!”

The Gnome hooted as Arabella rolled off him and undid his belt. Falco, totally baffled at how he had earned such attention, realized he shouldn’t protest such good fortune. He lay there not intending to resist this unexpected stroke of luck.

Belt undone, Arabella started undoing the leggings he was wearing. “These aren’t paid for and hence still mine. I think I will unfasten my leggings, you cruel, evil male!”

She slid her hand inside. She found his penis and curled her fingers around it. “Yeah. It feels nice! You wanna see it, Girls?” She whipped it out. “Look what he’s been keeping from us, Girls.” She held his erection at the base and waved it around to show the other two. It was really quite pretty with the nice sweeping curve Annie had already remarked on. The knob was a little bigger than the shaft.

“Take a good look! He’s ready for us! We better take care of ...