Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, woke up and realised it was past midday. The afternoon sun bathed his rented room with light and the city was loud outside his window. He wasn't entirely shocked by this however - after all, he had gone to bed at dawn.
More unexpected to him was the reason for his waking up. It appeared that a beautiful blonde woman was sucking his cock.
He was surprisingly unfazed by this.
"Hello, Mira," he said.
"Good afternoon," the busty guard replied, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "It's a relief to see you safe."
He smiled bashfully when he realised what she was talking about. "I'm sorry about disappearing yesterday."
"Don't be," she said around a mouthful of his dick. "I felt guilty about abandoning you anyway. I'm just glad you weren't caught."
A moment's silence passed between them whilst the busty guard expertly pleasured his cock. Well, silence apart from Aramil's groans and Mira's wet slurping.
Suddenly she pulled her face from his member. "I'm letting myself get distracted by your cock," she laughed. "And I shouldn't. Not when I have an important message to deliver."
"You do?"
"You've been invited to today's big wedding, Aramil. Lady Yulana wants you to be one of her private guests."
He sat bolt upright. He had not been expecting that.
"I have?" he said, shocked. "When does it start?"
"In an hour," Mira chuckled. "So you should probably get ready. But I need to finish what I started first..."
She pushed him down flat again and once more sucked his cock into her mouth. Her head immediately began to bounce on his member and he sighed and moaned in pleasure at her work, threading his fingers through her blonde hair. Even though he knew time was short there was no way he was going to ask her to stop. She was an expert in giving head and he loved it.
After a few minutes she pulled away. She bit her lip naughtily. "You know, I don't think anyone will notice if we're a little late returning to the castle."
Aramil watched on in lust as she climbed from the bed and unlaced her armoured tunic and bodice and peeled them from her body. Her big tits spilled free and then she loosened her pants and wiggled out of them. She was now totally naked and moments later she climbed back onto the bed, this time straddling his waist.
Then she sat down on his cock and her blue eyes rolled back as he slipped inside her hot pussy. She moaned loudly and took him in as far as he would go. Her eyes refocused on his and she grinned wickedly before starting to roll her hips back and forth.
He reached up to grasp her large breasts as she did so, giving them a quick squeeze before letting his palms wander over her body. She began riding him faster and faster and over the next few minutes he could feel her body tensing.
Then he could take no more and he reached up, dragging her down for a passionate kiss. At the same time he started to thrust into her tight body, enjoying the way she shrieked with pleasure into his mouth even as their tongues battled. Her big tits grazed his chest as they wobbled with his thrusts and he felt his balls twitch.
"Aramil, I'm coming!" Mira suddenly screamed, pushing herself more upright as her eyes glazed. He felt her body twitch and her juices leaked around his hammering cock. His magic cock never failed to get a woman off and then moments later he joined her, his cream flooding into her spasming cunt.
When at last their orgasms faded Mira climbed from the bed with a giggle and quickly got dressed again. Aramil washed himself before digging out the smartest clothes he had - elaborate elven garments designed for ceremonies. Mira looked suitably impressed when he was ready so he assumed they were acceptable. Then she took his arm and led him out of the tavern.
Soon they came to the castle where bells were sounding loudly. She quickly led him through to the Great Hall.
"Just in time," she said with a smile. "Enjoy yourself in there, Aramil."
"You're not coming?"
"I'm on duty all evening. That's why I needed to have my fun with you before we left," she winked.
Aramil was quickly shown to his seat. A few minutes later it started and he found the ceremony fascinating. He could tell that a lot of the people around him were slightly bored because it went on for so long but Aramil was interested by all the customs. It was very different to a wedding amongst his people. There was a lot more extravagance here and a lot more speeches.
About an hour later the duke and Yulana's sister were married. He was a tall man with bright red hair and she was a dark-skinned beauty like her sister. They made a very sweet couple and Aramil wished them all the best.
Then he caught sight of Yulana and he smiled. She seemed genuinely delighted for her sister and he wondered if their talk in the baths the day before had helped. Given that she had invited him as a guest, he guessed it had and that this was her way of saying thank you.
After a while the man in charge of the ceremonies said something and everyone stood up to clap. Aramil realised it was over. The hall started to empty and Aramil went with them. He was pleased and interested to have seen a human wedding.
Suddenly he realised Yulana was waiting for him. She smiled and took his arm. She looked amazing, with a long blue gown that hugged her figure beautifully and her curly black hair worn up in a very attractive and fashionable style.
"Aramil, I'm so glad you could come," she said as they started to walk together. "Inviting you was the least I could do after all your help yesterday."
They chatted about the ceremony and Aramil could not keep his eyes off her. His lust burned at how good she looked. Soon however they came to a large dining room with numerous tables laid out. Yulana stopped walking and smiled at him.
"I must return to my family. But please, stay and enjoy yourself," she said. Then she leaned forwards to whisper in his ear. "I'll find you again when the evening is over. We can pick up from where we left off in the baths." She shot him a naughty wink, then slipped away.
The evening was a blur of entertainment. First there was a large meal and then they were shown into a hall where an orchestra played and drinks were served. Aramil did not drink anything alcoholic but still had a very good time. However after a few hours the orchestra went silent and then Aramil noticed the servants were going around putting out the candles to make the room dark.
He wondered if that was the sign that the celebrations were over when suddenly the orchestra picked up again and magical lights started to flicker around the stage. He gasped as a familiar figure danced into view. It was Cassandra!
She was wearing an elaborate dancing outfit with a long glittery gold skirt and tight gold top that left her midriff bare. Her long black hair was loose to the middle of her back. She looked absolutely stunning.
Her performance was just as spectacular. The orchestra complemented her dances perfectly and her illusions were a swirl of light and colour around her. The entire audience were utterly enraptured, including the duke and his wife. Aramil was pleased that Yulana's gift was being so well-received. It had been his suggestion, after all.
When the show finally finished twenty minutes later everyone erupted in cheers and Aramil was delighted at how well it had gone. Cassandra bowed and slipped off the stage. A few moments later the crowd started to thin and Aramil realised the evening was over.
Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to find Cassandra smiling at him. She was still wearing her dancing outfit but now had a small green shawl around her shoulders.
"Aramil! I didn't know you'd be here, " she beamed.
He laughed. "Neither did I until a few hours ago. I was only invited this afternoon."
"Well, you can give me an honest opinion. How was my performance?"
"It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen," he replied truthfully.
She giggled and swatted his chest. "You're just trying to flatter me," she teased. Then she smiled seductively. "Well, it's worked. Shall we leave together? My tavern room isn't far from here..."
