A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Twenty One

Cadwarra, Diamander and Amber finally got home to Cadwarra’s apartment about noon. It had been quite a time with all the rat killing and Gnoll fighting of the previous days. Amber and Diamander had enjoyed the new sights during the voyage from the Antonica docks to Qeynos Harbour. Cadwarra had made the trip numerous times as ship’s barber and simply enjoyed the peace and quiet and the familiar rolling of the vessel at sea. She knew two of the mates from days past and discussed currents and winds with them like she was an old salt.

Once home, Amber removed her chain mail and, now wearing nothing, plopped down unembarrassed on the bed for a nap.

Diamander removed his armour but wore underpadding, which covered him modestly. He looked for something in the pantry to make a dinner with.

It seemed Baltazar knew how to pick locks because Cadwarra found a note on her dinner table from Lord Vishra.

”Amber and Diamander, welcome home. Do not forget that we have a soirée tonight. Please do not miss it.

Cadwarra, I will need to speak to you regarding some unusual correspondence you have received which has fallen into my hands. I have told Lady Vishra that I have added you to her guest list this evening so that we may discuss this further at that time. Please see Daniel Clothspinner-Willington at Clothspinner & Co. at two o’clock in North Qeynos. He will see that you have an evening gown suitable for the occasion. I have taken care of the cost, just ensure you give him a good tip. I am sure you will know what tip would be appropriate.

Marshall Vishra”

Concerned, Cadwarra showed Diamander the note. Like Cadwarra, he was not sure what size tip would be appropriate for a rush order on a Clothspinner dress. Amber listened to Cadwarra and Diamander speculate on what amount would be correct but since the two grown-ups did not think to ask her what tip she usually gave at Clothspinners, she just inwardly rolled her eyes at their naïvety.

As for some of Cadwarra’s mail making its way to Marshall Vishra’s desk, Diamander seemed not to be surprised. “You should have learned by now that when you are this close to my uncle your mail will be directed through him” he admonished her. Belatedly he added “Write nothing you do not want him to see.” Cadwarra thought someone might have mentioned this earlier.

Cadwarra left directly after that, already late for the appointment at the dressmaker shop. As soon as she left, Amber, still nude on the bed, stretched languidly and arched her back to make her breasts more prominent. She was thinking of the way Diamander had taken charge when Cadwarra had spotted the Gnolls in ambush. His decisiveness was very attractive. It made her want Diamander to fuck her; to introduce her to a world of strong, capable men and take her away from those self-indulgent immature boys she partied with. She lay there leaving no doubt in Diamander’s mind as to what she wanted.

She asked Diamander “aren’t you tired? We should have a…er…nap before Mama’s event tonight.” Her thighs were slightly parted expressing a clear invitation that the tone in her voice also conveyed.

Diamander pretended to not perceive her desires. “I’ll get a nap in, but we need to eat something. There will be nothing but hors d’oeuvres and cocktails tonight”

“There will also be boring associates of my father’s. Powerful men Papa will expect me to smile at and laugh when they tell me their ‘humourous’ anecdotes for the umpteenth time. Half of them will try to get me into a private room to bed me.” She did not want dirty old men, she wanted Diamander. She wanted him now.

Amber parted her legs a little wider. She was pleased to see Diamander’s eyes drift down to her intimacies and linger, just as they had lingered on them in Papa’s office when Papa’s lackey, Llisanya, had dumped her on the floor in that state of near undress. She had liked to see his hungry gaze fixed on her that night. He was giving her that same wanting look now, despite his efforts to hide it.

As if in sympathy, the couple next door started screwing, evident by the squeaking of their bed. Diamander heard them and became aroused. Everyone did it, he thought, why not he and Amber?

But he thought of Cadwarra. If only she were here Amber would not be lying there like a horny slut, rolling about blatantly offering herself to her own cousin. He should wait for Cadwarra to get back and fuck her. Next door, the female started to moan.

“It looks like there is a shoulder of ham, some cheese and mustard and hard boiled eggs here” Diamander suggested from over by the ice box, for the moment tearing his eyes from the display of pink between the white thighs of his naughty kinswoman. Despite his desire for her, he determined to resist Amber’s incestuous temptation. “I could make us a cold plate” he offered.

Remaining on her back, Amber changed position slightly, her smallish breasts moved invitingly on her chest. Her tall nipples swayed like the masts of a schooner rolling at anchor. “A cold plate?” she said in a disappointed tone. “I was hoping for something…hotter, Diamander.” The male next door started panting, the bed’s squeaking increased.

Diamander was pulling out a platter to place the meal on. Was he really so obtuse, she marveled? Any of her school chums would have been on top of her ages ago, hard dick out and probing incompetently for her love tunnel while slobbering drunken kisses on her breasts.

Diamander stopped preparing the luncheon and looked at Amber, lying uninhibited while she waited for him to come over. The sounds of a female orgasm were heard through the wall. He saw Amber’s eyes pointedly flick down to ensure he was hard. He resisted the foolish impulse to place an arm across his crotch to hide his erection. It would have been pointless and would have made him look foolish. He stood there, letting her see how hard she had made him. He realized he was fooling no one by pretending he did not understand her request for something ‘hotter’.

He went over to her. He climbed onto the bed and got on top of her. Pleased, she pushed her teen breast up to him, inches from his lips. The high, erect nipple slipped into his mouth and he sucked on it, rolling it around with his tongue, gripping it with his lips and pulling on it. Amber sighed and cradled his head in her hands, lying back and allowing Diamander to enjoy the salty taste of her teat. Next door the female’s orgasm subsided but she was clearly still enjoying the fuck.

Amber reached down and ran her hand over the bulge in Diamander’s leggings. The thing was big, bigger than any of her schoolmates could boast. She wondered if this was Papa’s size and she had to feel sorry for her mother if that was true. No wonder Mama sometimes told Papa to go make sure his mistresses were happy.

Curious to closely examine an exposed Vishra cock, she undid Diamander’s laces and revealed his quantatious manhood for her inspection. This was what he was thrusting into Cadwarra all the time to make her moan so? Amber had found a great deal of respect for Cadwarra seeing her fight those Gnolls out in Antonica, but taking Diamander’s big thing repeatedly as she had done was an even more impressive feat.

Amber bravely decided that if Mama and Cadwarra could take huge Vishra cocks, she could too. She decided she would not waste her time with foolish boys anymore. She spread her legs as wide as she could, smiling invitingly up at Diamander as he positioned himself for his first thrust into his cousin.

As he pushed forward, fully penetrating her, Amber giggled from the pleasurable sensation of feeling a thick cock go so far into her. Had he been more experienced with women Diamander would have known the giggling was that of a young girl delighted to find out how pleasing her newest lover was. Instead, Diamander looked down at her, afraid she was giggling at his lovemaking technique.

Amber, experienced with inexperienced boys, saw the doubt on his face. “That feels so good” she assured him and Diamander, self-confidence returned, began moving with restored lust for his little, cockteasing cousin.

Amber lay under him, taking the full length of his prick and running her hands all over his muscular arms and shoulders. His strong physique aroused her. She was touching a man instead of a boy and, reveling in the difference, she creamed her pussy juice all over his shaft.

It was a good fuck. She loved the feel of his cock being pushed in so deep. She would need to thank Cadwarra for teaching him. A series of small but pleasant orgasms began and she started to mew.

Diamander knew he could not hold off very long. There was something erotic about looking down and seeing your cousin under you, letting you have a fuck on top of her. He knew it was wrong to fuck his own relative but…her body, her pretty eyes, her gulping gasps as her legs wrapped around him.

Her calves hooked the back of his thighs and desperately pulled him close.