Trysts

Trysts

Disclaimer: The characters, places and concepts his his work are not my own. There is very little plot, and a great deal of character mainpulation. The blonde Elf is there as your fantasy and my own. Please be warned that this story contains adult material from the very beginning, is centred on woman/ woman sex and mentions man/ man sex. If you don't like this, please don't read the story.
Characters: Arwen Elf Eowyn
LotR femslash

Slipping one moist finger between the woman's thighs Arwen teased her way through the heavy folds hiding her heated centre. A soft curtain of roughened silk fell as her hair, brushing the sensitive tips of the woman's nipples, eliciting a moan from the red and bruised lips. The heavy pout was swollen and moist with her lover's juices. A delicately pink tongue crept to a remaining droplet on her lip and she sucked it greedily. Raising her head, the slim blonde arched her back, pushing herself onto the slim finger now deep inside her. Her jaw slack, deep guttural groans emerged as she rocked her hips and pushed herself harder onto the slim finger. Without warning, the older Elf took hold of her tiny engorging organ between her finger and thumb of the other hand and squeezed hard. At the same time, she pulled out one finger and pushed in three. She then curved her fingers to rub against the rough patch of nerve endings inside her tight cunt. Pushing in and out of her with her three fingers slick and slippery, but always forcing herself inside harder and harder, all the while rubbing at the other woman's clitoris Arwen drew her closer and closer to a mind blowing orgasm. The princess of Elves bent her head to suck at the swollen and bruised area of the woman's cunt and clit, lapping at the flowing juices. The woman's muscles contracted spasmodically around her fingers, bruising them, and she rose higher and higher, closer to climax. She was moaning and groaning, with shining tears in the corners of her eyes, as she thrashed about on the soft carpet, screaming, crying for more, for the woman to bring her release. Finally, she te, al, all her muscles contracting as waves of heat grew from deep inside her, from her outstretched hands to her ankles, washing wave upon wave of orgasmic pleasure over her. Arwen however continued to thrust her fingers deep inside the woman until she cried out in pain. Her lover's soft blonde curls spreaoundound her head like a halo, Arwen gazed at her red and bruised lips and brightly puckered points of her nipples, the flushed skin that almost shimmered from afterglow and her naked body spread-eagled on the soft deep red carpet. Her bright blue eyes gazed at her own soft brown ones, sated and happy. Arwen lay down beside the Elf and rested her head on the firm stomach, thinking of how this had begun.

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Pushing her clothed body against the hard rock face, the blonde Elf rubbed her nipples to hard, stiff, bruised and painful points. In the secluded corner of the courtyard, where no one else ventured, the woman passed a frenzied hour masturbating; rubbing and touching herself, parting her legs while resting against a low wall and fucking herself with one hand keeping her swollen vaginal lips apart, while the other hand came away wet and sticky almost up to the wrist. Moaning with need and groaning in pleasure, the woman bucked her hips against her hand, reaching for the peak, with quick fingers. She rubbed her clit with one forefinger whilst the other slim hand was buried deep inside her. Her muscles suddenly contracted around her wrist causing her sharp pain that dissipated quickly when the intense waves of arousal reached their peak, cascading around her in orgasm. Leaning her head against the high wall behind her she never noticed the two heads leaning far out of the windows on her side of the tower.

One was the dark head of Arwen, the most beautiful of Elves. Her hair fell in dark curtains over her shoulders, and her lips were parted as she gasped softly at the sight of the naked woman below her. She tip toed in her desire to see more, her bare breasts rubbing against the cold stone of the window, her pelvic bone pressing hard against the stone and her legs parted to allow the cool breezes to play with her, arousing her body and causing trickles of wetness to develop at her heated cunt. Leaning a little further her large breasts popped out from under her, erect and scratched exposed to the air. Moaning out loud she quickly leapt away from the window and threw herself panting on the bed. She pressed her breasts with her hands while she rubbed her thighs together to get more juices flowing. She squeezed her nipples between her fingers then suddenly rolled over and pulled something out from the hidden shelf under the bed. It was a long thick staff of wood, about two inches thick at the tip, with a shaped and rounded end, and around a foot long including its handle. Squeezing her thighs together again she rubbed the wooden shaft between them warming it with her heat. Then she parted her legs and dipped the end of the shaft inside her moist cunt. Only keeping it there for a second or two she drew it away and with her other hand spread the juices around the whole length. Using her thumb and middle finger as a tight ring she pushed and pulled the phallus, sdingding her juices all over it. Then she brought the tip to her lips and softly kissed the tip. Sitting up in bed, she pushed her breasts together with her upper arms while pushing the slick wooden member between them. She jerked the slick tool between her breasts until she was covered in her own cum. Then she quickly parted her legs and pushed the length of wood deep and painfully inside her. The wood was deeply engraved with ropes of veins that covered the thick and hard cock. Quickly, before she could feel herself cumming, Arwen pulled the shaft out of her and began sucking it with vigour. Her wide tongue caressed the wood, tasting her flavour, tracing the veins and grooves, taking as much of it as she could deep in her throat. She gently drew the fake cock in and out of her mouth, caressing the root of the shaft with her slim fingers.

Watching Arwen wantonly and professionally deep throating the wooden cock was Eowyn. She had entered inside her friend's room when she had been leaning out of the window. She had then sat on her favourite chair in the corner and watched with increased lust and desire, as well as surprise as Arwen, who was usually so sweet, fucked herself.

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The other head that had gazed at the woman fucking herself in the courtyard had continued to watch her cumming and rubbing herself. His long hair hid his face, yet his bright blonde hair did not make him inconspicuous. However the woman in front of him did not arouse him so much as the man who was currently rubbing and jerking himself off on his bed. (But I'll leave that for another day.) ; D

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Arwen's naked body was wet with sweat and cum, yet she still had the huge cock held quivering inside her. Her eyes were closed as she pumped the shaft in and out of her cunt, which was aching and bruised. Yet she remained pushing and pulling the wood out of her, riding the shaft, and playing with her hard and engorged clitoris, which was so sensitive... yet she didn't want to cum yet. As she watched her friend prevent orgasm for the third time, Eowyn mentally gave a growl of frustration for both her and her friend. Quickly taking off all her clothes, she lightly ran to the bed and attached her mouth to one hard and very tasty nipple. Sucking and licking it, and occasionally biting it lightly, she drove Arwen closer and closer to her highest climax. She had gasped with surprise and lust as the warm mouth had taken over the sensitive organ, but then she had almost orgasmed from the slight touch of the blonde's fingers on her stomach, tracing light paths to her now very wet and sticky hot clitoris. Eowyn pressed her slim body against the other woman's rubbing the wetness between her legs on Arwen's thighs, and then straddled her, rubbing and grinding their pubic bones together, while the blonde's fingers finished Arwen off, who came screaming Eowyn's name and a string of very bad and incredibly sexy Elfish.

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The cries from the window above had encouraged the now satisfied Elf to investigate. Anyone screaming, 'fuck me, fuck me harder, please, oh god, woman fuck me please...' must be enjoying themselves. However when the woman found herself in the quarters of the Princess, she was not quite sure whether this was right or not. Yet, the sight of Eowyn and Arwen naked on the bed was enough clarification. Both were sweaty and the smell of sex was thick in the air. She closed the door, lay on the couch and slept with them until Eowyn rose and decided round two was well in order.

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