A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two

... Blackburrow with a tin sword and that armour? Those Gnolls would rip him apart.

This guy had nothing worth stealing. She had spent more on him tonight than the value of the trash in this room. There was nothing for it but to keep with Ellister’s plan which, now that she reflected on it, was pretty much half-baked.

Ellister was expecting her to somehow convince this dupe to do something illegal for that shady Dark ELf, M'Tun to get lots of money so he could pay Ellister all that money for a “Cock Enhancing” charm. The details of how she would do this had been left up to her to work out. If the Queen's Guard figured out they were in cahoots with M'Tun it was she who needed to make sure Falco took all the blame. As for Ellister, he was getting 40% of the take for doing nothing. And to boot, he was probably angling to find a way to suck on Falco’s new cock in the end. That fag High Elf really loved sucking cock.

Well. There was no way but forward, she reasoned. She would need to have sex with Falco in the morning to keep him interested in her then start undermining his self-confidence over his man junk.

She sighed. Never make a deal with Ellister when you are on your third glass of wine, she admonished herself.

Resigned to the plan, such as it was, she undressed in front of Falco. In his unconscious state he was senseless to her beautiful figure standing naked over him. Her breasts were big enough, though not huge, They sat high and firm, jutting out ...

... attractively on her chest, sweeping forward in an elegant ski jump shape. The semi-erect nipples were thick and precisely centered on the perfect circles of her large areolas. Her stomach flat, her ass round and high. Thighs curved up into shapely hips that framed that place where all men want to put it in. She looked sexy naked.

She spent a great deal of effort getting his clothes off. Finished, she examined his naked body matter-of-factly. He was in good shape. He was handsome.

Reaching down, she fondled his shriveled little wee-wee a few minutes. Despite his slumber his body still reacted and he grew erect in her hand. She took a good look at it. It was certainly not large but in all honesty nothing for him to feel inadequate about. It was nice looking, too.

Since she was going to have to fuck him when he sobered up she was actually pleased by its comfortably average size. That Barbarian’s enormity raping that little girl’s mouth tonight? She couldn’t see the attraction in something that monstrous. She admired Falco’s as it lay there. His was a size she liked. Regardless, the plan was she was going to convince him to waste his money buying a charm to grow a bigger cock. Some guys were idiots.

She found a blanket and, laying down beside him, she wrapped it around both their nude bodies. Her breasts pressed into his back as she snuggled in.

He muttered in his slumber “Not now, Cadwarra, let me sleep.”

Cadwarra? Who, by Bristlebane, was Cadwarra?