The power of the Ring

The Council finally came and went with storm and thunder.

It was a thing only Gandalf came to question much later that Arwen volunteered to go with Frodo and Sam to accompany them, and even he didn't question it at the time. The request, and its acceptance happened in a dreamlike state with Aragorn agreeably nodding and accepting it. So instead of nine walkers, there were Ten. And Arwen found herself continually with Frodo and Sam, who found himself drawn much as with Mr. Frodo to the gorgeous elf-maiden.

Her clothing style had changed. From dresses to clothing for walking and/or riding, but clothing far more form-fitting, showing off the curves of her body, the swell of her tits, the curves of her hip, the bubble of her ass. Her hair was bound in a ponytail, her lips shining out on her alabaster skin, her blue eyes glowing.

When the Fellowship stopped for their first bathing, Arwen stripped and found herself accompanied by both her master and his friend. To her shock, Samwise had, without the Ring, a dick two inches longer than Frodo's and three wider. Sam had always been embarrassed about this, it had complicated his more furtive pursuits of Hobbit maidens, who tended to run from a dick suiting the full size of a Man on a Hobbit.

To Arwen, however, it was as arousing a prospect as Frodo's own, and Frodo smiled, knowing that Arwen, his faithful maiden and potential broodmare, would be easily shared with Sam without much chaos ensuing. And indeed that was so, as Sam's erection sprung up and Arwen, relaxing in the water, walked over to him and without so much as a request lowered herself onto his dick, sucking him and hollowing her cheeks.

As Frodo slipped into her twat, Arwen introduced Sam to her own delights, to the incomparable feeling of her Elven mouth and throat, and to the eagerness and centuries of experience she'd accumulated. The sensation of an Otherworldly beauty unlike any other leaning forward, tits splashing in the water, and being rutted into by Frodo overwhelmed Sam and he climaxed into her mouth in a set of spurts, his first orgasm in his life.

Arwen swallowed every last drop eagerly, and then Frodo came inside her again. All of them were dressed and refreshed by the time the Fellowship assembled together, pushing forward, little heeding that the growing Presence in the Ring was drawing strange beasts toward them. Creatures of fur and fang, monsters ready to heed the growing power of the Ring and drawn to the comforts offered by the Elven maiden ensnared in the hedonism it was offering......