A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two

... and friendly. It was yet another blow that he realized with a sinking heart she had never smiled at him like that. While the old sergeant took the seat Cadwarra had just vacated she lead the young man toward the door. Still foolishly yearning for her affection and full of lustful thoughts for her and their copulation in the Forest Ruins, Falco watched her leave with that fucking, horny bastard.

“They’re going somewhere to fuck” he muttered angrily. Jealous rage boiled inside him at the thought of how she was about to allow yet one more Human fuckstick to be jabbed into her perfect body. The thought of her taking another cock tonight instantly brought back the experience of how her feminine insides had molded perfectly around his own prick as he slid in and out of her. The quiet sound their sex parts had made as he moved inside her suddenly came to him. It was a soft “shluck, shluck...” sound.

The realization that another was about to hear her womanhood making that fuck sound tore his heart and he had to fight the urge to run after her and stupidly beg her to bed him, not that asshole who would never love her like he would.

Gut wrenched, Falco watched them walking out the door. Cadwarra looked up at her new companion and giggled at something he said. Hips swayed seductively as she walked beside him, leaning into him affectionately.

Falco imagined running his hand all over those round, curving hips of hers. Tantalizingly, she turned slightly at that moment to ...

... listen to a remark the young man was making and he saw the material of her dress fall away from her chest by a hand’s breadth. He got a perfect view of a portion of bare side boob perched firm and high inside that dress, taunting him by its beauty, its bulging roundness, its ample size. Then she turned again and all that lovely boob again was covered. The door swung closed and she was gone into the night, without Falco beside her.

He and his loneliness were left alone to nurse his beer in a crowded room full of strangers that did not even know he existed. In despair, he realized he knew no one in Qeynos that cared about him. This city was dead to him.

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But there was one person very aware of his existence. Ellister had seen him come in already drunk and lurch bleary-eyed toward that dark corner. He had also seen that little Wood Elf girl come in and recognized her as the one swimming nearly naked with Falco that day in Baubbleshire. Ellister reflected that it seemed the boy had regrettably not taken his advice about charming the lady. Seeing her leave with that strapping tall Human with his telling bulge clearly visible in his trousers must have really stabbed into that kid’s heart. The poor drunken fool.

“May I join you, Ellister?” a female voice asked. Without waiting for an answer Llisanya sat down in the only empty chair in the place. The group of huge Barbarians at the next table took up so much room that she and the chair had ...