A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two

... it. The boy liked it, too. The flesh was soft and warm. As he squeezed the softness on the girl’s chest his fingers penetrated deep into the interior of the huge, heavy fun bag. He felt the actual mammary glands deep inside the fat of her tit. He rolled the glands in his fingers. He felt along the gland moving forward toward her nipple. The gland turn into milk ducts leading from inside her tit to terminate under her nipple. Finally the tips of his fingers swept up onto her hard nipple and he rolled it under his thumb and forefinger. Cadwarra did not know this was his first feel.

Lacking any available bar stools, father and son stood next to Cadwarra so anyone not looking too closely would not guess they were getting all handsy with the pretty Elf. The young man assured his father that Cadwarra’s tit was indeed nice to fondle and kept doing so. As if of one mind, they both pressed their crotches up against her backside at the same moment, she felt two hard boners driven hard into each hip as she sat there thinking the sergeant, son and herself may want to have some fun before she got too drunk to celebrate with them properly.

The two men kept feeling her up and she let them. Her hard nipples were gently pulled and stretched, released to snap back into position then quickly pulled and stretched again.

On the other side of the room, drunk to the point of extreme tipsy, Falco sat hidden in the dark recesses. Despite their discretion in not making it too obvious Falco ...

... could see that that bastard sergeant and that other, smooth-cheeked guy he had with him were freely running their filthy hands all over Cadwarra’s body while she just sat there without rebuking them for being so forward. A mix of humiliation, hatred and anger twisted his handsome face into a scowl as he saw that Cadwarra was allowing herself to be manhandled like that in public.

Jealous beyond endurance he had to sit there and suffer the insult to his pride; he could not leave without walking into the well-lit part of the tavern where Cadwarra could see him and see what a loser he was. He sat there glowering at the trio, trapped in that corner with no one to love but his beer stein. “Fuck that slutty, cheating bitch” he muttered to himself. He chugged another belly full and glowered at the indiscrete trio.

It all became unbearable as he saw Cadwarra hop down from her bar stool and stood inches from the young man. Her tits, HIS TITS, jiggled attractively as her feet landed on the floor. Her hard nipples showed through the thin fabric covering her chest, betraying how interested she was to service the youngster. Seeing her endowments barely covered like that his thoughts lingered on the memory of the feel of her under him as he humped her in the Forest Ruins. That pleasure seemed ages ago, now. All her betrayal since then clouded his thoughts.

Falco saw the little tramp look up directly into the eyes of her younger companion while she gave him an adorable smile, bright ...