A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Three - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Three

... his group.

He suddenly remembered she had been in the tavern last night. A scrap of memory of her round, firm ass framed in the doorway popped into his head. He recalled she had been leaving with a boy who had had his hands on her. It was a painful memory.

“Why did I drink so much?” he asked the pillow out loud.

To his surprise the pillow began to chuckle and he realized the “pillow” he was hugging was the naked ribs of a woman. This explained why it felt so warm.

For a precious moment his heart gave a leap and a series of excited thoughts flashed in a split second through his brain: Cadwarra! Somehow Cadwarra had not left with anyone. She and he had hooked up last night and she had spent the night! He was holding her! She was his!

But even before he could lift his head to view Cadwarra’s beautiful eyes his excitement was dashed by a female voice that was not Cadwarra’s. “Were you going to sleep all day, Dear?”

Confused, he looked into the pleasant smile of a strange lady, clearly of Wood Elf and Human mix. She was very attractive but she was not Cadwarra.

Covered to the waist by the sheet she was topless above. She had very nice breasts. They were not as big as Cadwarra’s knockers but they looked very pretty perched on her chest and crowned with what he instantly identified as irresistably suckable nipples. She was reading his copy of “Skeletons: Lore and Legend”. It was the only book in the room and not very interesting since she had read her own copy ...

... ages ago. Everyone on Norrath owned a copy.

Falco wasn’t going to object to a pretty woman in his bed, but who on Norrath was she and how did he get her into his bed? He stared at her as if that would give him the answer. Falco suddenly realized he was naked.

“I hope you didn’t mind me staying the night, Sweetie.” Llisanya tossed the tedious book on the floor by the bed and put her arm around Falco. “I was hoping for more of what you did to me last night” she lied.

Last night? What happened last night? Falco cursed his double misfortune. Not only did he not remember the sex he and this strange female had seemingly had last night, but he was so hungover that he doubted he was currently capable of repeating this obviously successful performance.

And how was he going to find out her name? Women got pissed off when you forget their names. He imagined this Half Elf would be so chagrined about him forgetting her name that she would storm out before he got some more tail from her. His mind conjured a scenario of her angrily telling everyone “Yeah, he couldn’t get it up. Then the imbecile admitted he forgot my name. He’s some loser called Falco, everyone, King of the Assholes. Bartender, get everyone in the tavern an ale. Drink a toast to Flacid Falco, everybody! Ha, ha, ha!”

“I suspect you have a hangover.” She stated sympathetically. The pretty girl got out of bed. This pulled the sheets from his body exposing his nakedness. His soft dick lay there exposed. In its ...