A Pretty Wood Elf in Qeynos, Part Six - Sex Stories

A Pretty Wood Elf in Qeynos, Part Six

... start massaging them for both their pleasure. He would have been allowed to squeeze those soapy coconuts for as long as he wanted then maybe lower his hand to wash her pubic hair and casually insert his fingers into her vadge. But he did only her back and went back to reading.

He also assented to towelling her off, but that too elicited little added physical attention from him. He did a good job, actually, but not the job Cadwarra wanted. She put on some perfume from the only bottle she owned but he did not notice. She even dabbed some on her nether parts.

When he took his turn in the bath, Cadwarra did not avert her eyes. His young body was in wonderful shape, lots of muscle told Cadwarra she would enjoy caressing him during their lovemaking. She fixed her eyes particularly on his unbelievable six pack stomach. She soon was aroused and moist, as she should be with a naked man like that in front of her.

The last thing Diamander washed was his genitals. He seemed embarrassed Cadwarra was watching him but eventually he gave up waiting for her to politely look away. Under Cadwarra’s unwavering gaze he self-consciously soaped himself down there to be good and clean. Cadwarra, eyes wide and breathing deeply, watched his soft dick flopping around as his soaped hand ran up and down the long, limp thing, achieving nothing by this action except a state of pristine cleanliness: it remained soft.

At last he washed his balls. To Cadwarra’s delight, they rolled around in his ...

... soapy hands and dropped down to dangle and swing. He lifted them to soap them up some more then let them drop again. They were so heavy they stretched the skin of his sack as they hung down low like a pendulum. All that sperm that must be weighing them down, Cadwarra thought. It’s going to taste so good. She might need to skip breaky tomorrow.

His bath done, Cadwarra offered to dry him off. “Oh, thank you, I can manage” he declined politely. Cadwarra did not know how to tell him she was making a request to dry his beautiful body off, not making an offer to.

Cadwarra slipped into bed naked, the sheets covering her below the waist. Her trimmed pelt of light brown pubic hair peeked out above the edge of the blanket. Bare chested, she shifted about in bed so Diamander could see her big boobs sway invitingly. He did not seem to be looking.

Diamander hung up the towel to dry but did not immediately come to bed. First, he pulled some silky pink pajamas out from the dresser and donned them. He awkwardly climbed in beside her. She slid towards him and he put an arm around her, although he did so very stiffly as if he felt obliged to.

Cuddling up nude, she reached down to slip her hand under his pj bottoms and grasped his soft cock. To her consternation it did not harden as expected. It continued to flop around in her fingers like a baby eel.

“Cadwarra. Please do not take this the wrong way, but I think we should sleep.”

Cadwarra appreciated what a gentleman he was ...