A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Two

... loser was worth it.

Falco squinted at his new drinking buddy. He was trying to focus on her features, making sure she was attractive enough for him. His speech was embarrassingly slurred from hours of drinking. “Yeah. I gotta group t’morrow and we are headin’ out to Blackb’row.” he told her as his hands ran all over her bare legs under the table. She physically had to keep his paws from straying too high.

He seemed to not notice her lack of co-operation. “They yar rookies but I will be able ta look affer ‘em.” He boasted. “I know how to take care ruh ma group even among those gnolls. Should have a bidda money to spen’ on you t’morrow, babe. I’ll pay you back f’ the ale you bou’ me t’night.”

Falco crudely caressed the inside of whats-her-name’s thigh. She seemed to have not even an ounce of fat on her. He felt only lovely, well toned muscle under his clumsy familiarities. She felt wonderful as his roaming mitts felt the full length of shapely leg.

But despite himself he did not think of the thigh he was currently caressing; he thought of Cadwarra’s thigh.

A soon as she entered his thoughts he angrily put the memory of Cadwarra out of his mind. He consoled himself that this other slut was more interested in him...and available. She was definitely hot for his loving. Yeah...she was begging for it! He was really gonna pounce on her tonight!

Thinking Falco did not need more pints Llisanya managed to get him to his feet. Drunkenly he was more interested in ...

... groping her tits that standing up without help. As he squeezed her lady bumps he was dimly aware that they were smaller than Cadwarra’s.

Damn Cadwarra! How he needed to forget that leg-spreading whore! This other one would do, and she seemed to be free about spending money on him. Better one large purse than two large breasts he reasoned through the fog of his present condition. She seemed to him to be, therefore, the perfect girlfriend. Maybe he could even use her to make Cadwarra jealous. After Cadwarra saw how he could get a girl anytime he wanted she would be begging for him to come back to her. Yeah, what’ser name, here, would be okay to hang out with ‘til then.

As the two stumbled into the well-lit middle of the room toward the door Falco kept grabbing at her. In front of everyone, the asinine letch managed to inadvertently rip her top open, drunkenly baring a breast and nipple to the crowd as two of her liberated buttons bounced around on the floor.

Ribald shouts greeted the unplanned nudie show. Crude jokes like “Nice titty, Sweetie!” and “Show us the other one, Llisanya!” echoed around the room. Llisanya pulled her shirt modestly around her, suppressing an urge to angrily slap Falco hard for tearing her best top. She let go of Falco, deftly scooping up the buttons. Her tit fell out once more, to enthusiastic cheers.

Readjusting her clothing yet again she grabbed the swaying Falco before he tipped over and dragged him out the door. His hand was soon under her ...