New experiences.

Owen moved in eagerly, quickly, pouncing on her. A kiss, if it could be called that, cut off Emma's next words as he wrapped himself around her like a snake. Bile and disgust rose in my throat as I watched the display as Owen **** his tongue down her throat. A look of amusement flashed on Emma's face as she struggled in his embrace, his open mouth slobbered all over her, but I could see the the beginnings of excitement on her face as her eyes flicked over to mine. Emma moaned softly as he grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her towards the side of the table. A soft thud echoed through the basement as Emma's ass collided against the table's edge. Emma's hands grasped at the table for support, and her leg lifted, and hooked itself over Owen's hips drawing him closer to her. He responded instantly, his arms latched tighter around her body in a brutish mockery of passion, securing her against the table, his face mashing tightly against hers.

It was no lover's kiss, but one of a hungering beast. It looked like he was trying to eat her, the way his lips enveloped hers, and the way his tongue wrapped around hers. I could see the way her tongue curled and twisted against his tongue as they danced in twine with saliva dripping from their efforts. She broke off the kiss for a moment, a trail of saliva connecting them, panting, but as soon as she caught a glimpse of my suffering out of the corner of her eye, her expression changed to one of unrestrained passion. She grabbed the back of his head, threw herself against him with the passion of a lover, and pulled him into an embrace. She kissed him with a ferocity that rivaled his, her lipstick smearing on the edge of his lips, as her body twisted and writhed against his, but her passionate gaze was focused solely on me. It was agonizing watching him enjoy all of Emma. His **** greedy hands drove tightly into her, his fingers digging furrows into her ass, kneading and groping.

I hated it.

I hated the sight, every second, every minute was an eternity watching Owen ravage her, his hands ravishing every inch of her skin. I knew exactly what he was feeling. I wanted her, every bit of her, the sensation, the touch, the taste, everything, and Owen was getting everything that I needed. My eyes were locked on hers as she stared into my soul. Her gaze never wavered as she moaned into Owen's mouth. He broke off from the kiss, leaving her gasping, her chest was heaving. A giggle escaped her lips as she rose up to meet him, her breasts pressed against his chest, erect nipples poking him, daring him to fuck her with a sultry look of hunger.

Yet a curious tingle traveled up my spine and blossomed into arousal. I bit down hard on my lips trying to stifle an unbidden moan, struggling not to make a noise in front of all my friends. But through the din of passion, even through Owen fondling her all over. Emma heard it. I could see Emma instantly perk up and her eyes wandered over slyly. Our eyes locked together, and so too do our minds, Emma's whole being laid bare before me, her lust for for my suffering. Yet, half-hidden in her eyes at the center of her desire, I discovered something unexpected, fear, doubt, and uncertainty.

The look on her face tore at me worse than Owen tearing into her body. I wanted her to let loose. I wanted to reassure her. I wanted her to be happy. I pushed myself out from the clutches of my seat and began to stroke myself off for her. Emma's eyes widened slightly, her face flushed even redder with excitement, but there was a flicker of panic as she saw Owen's hand slide down her stomach and grab at her pussy. Emma's legs closed tightly as his fingers began to dig and probe into her.

"Were you born in a barn Human, what savagery trying to take me in the middle of a tavern" Emma gasped in a breathy whisper, she looked into my eyes with a playful smile and bit her lip as Owen's finger slipped inside, "How unrefined, what barbarity -"

"Oh, shut the fuck up, you're loving this," Owen growled, his fingers dug into her flesh and his dripping half-erect cock slid up and down her abdomen leaving traces of his arousal on her stomach.

"I suppose, a human like you wouldn't understand how to please an elven woman, but I will allow it this one time," Emma said looking him in the eyes, her finger ran along the underside of his shaft, "Your human cock may be lacking, but there's no doubt, that it is eager and ... willing"

"Please," Owen's breath was ragged and heavy as Emma's finger traced down his shaft and played with his balls, "Let me fuck you"

"Are you expecting me to drop to all fours like one of your farm animals so you can rut atop of me, you can forget it," Emma said in that quiet toneless voice of her character, before changing her tone. Her voice dropped as Owen's finger thrust into her, a husky whisper that was barely above a breath. A shiver ran down my spine as her eyes locked with mine, her gaze was burning with lust. She was panting, her voice was weak and breathless, but I heard the words loud and clear, " But since you're doing so well... " her voice trailed off as she bit down on her lower lip, her eyes filled with a lusty promise, "You're better with your mouth than I would have figured"

"I fucking told you. You won't regret it," Owen grinned with victory, "I'm not going to until you say it"

Emma turned "Fine," She unfurled her hand and held the condom aloft in the air, "I want you to fuck me"

Owen leered at her and snatched the condom out from her proffered hand. Owen grumbled and his face fell as he struggled to roll down the condom onto his drooping half-erect cock. "How the fuck do you put these on"

"Helps if you have some stamina, " Emma snorted slightly with a giggle and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Amused, she reached out and poked him lightly on the stomach to Owen's annoyance," Sure you can keep up with me, you're not in very good shape - do you need help?"

"I know how to fucking put on a condom" Owen snapped as tried to roll it down the length of his cock, before sighing in defeat, "Could you... "

"What, you want some advice? How about some advice on how to make you more bearable...," Emma smirked at Owen's darkening expression, "Not going to take my offer? I suppose the finer details of sparring are lost on a creature like you"

"I said I got it," Owen snapped, fiddling with the condom, "God, you're such a bi- "

"Let me do it," Emma interjected with a sigh, her eyes rolling, "Don't be so stubborn" Emma leaned down and pressed her lips against his cock head and slowly worked her head down his shaft until her lips met the hair around his base.

"Oh, fuck," Owen groaned, as Emma slowly pulled back, her tongue sliding against the underside of his cock.

"It's okay to ask, it's your first time after all."

Owen blinked in surprise, "I didn't think you cared"

"Sex should be fun and exciting, especially your first time" Emma gave him a slight smile and gave him a playful shove, "Don't be such dick all the time"

"I'm not a dick," Owen said with a frown.

"You kind are a dick, " Emma looked at him pointedly with an eyebrow raised, "It's ok, most guys are," Emma smiled, she glanced at me, and winked, "Some are better than others though"

"I guess, " Owen muttered, he shifted on his feet, looking away uncomfortably, "I'm sorry"

"Good," Emma said, she smiled and leaned over him, her lips brushed his ear as she whispered, "I forgive you, now what's the magic word?"

"Please"

"No Owen, try again," Emma said with a playful smile.

"Can I fuck you, please, I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you so badly," Owen breathed heavily, his chest heaving, his voice ragged and full of desire

"Begging now are we, you should have been begging when I walked into the tavern," Emma teased, "What happened to that bravado earlier, what did you say, When I am done with you, you’re gonna—"

"I swear to god, you're going to love every second of it," Owen panted, his face flushed in embarrassment.

"That's the spirit, "Emma purred and stroked his cock, "You have potential, human"

She breathed out heavily and a shaky hand tucked a stray lock of raven hair behind her ears, betraying her excitement before stealing a glance at me. Emma giggled at my expression, her lips curled, her eyes were bright with excitement and her cheeks flushed with anticipation," Are you ready?"

A smile. That warm whisper of a smile that began to show meant more to me than anything else in the world. All the times I spent with her, it was worth all the frustration just to see that elusive smile bloom on her lips. I could hardly wait to see her smile - with another man - with Owen.

Emma's mouth trembled and her hands reached for Owen's cock, her hand slowly moved up and down the condom's length, stroking his shaft, causing it to quickly rise to its former size. "Put your hands here" Emma's guiding hands slowly ran up Owen's arms, giving his a tug, "Not too bad," She eyed him appreciatively, "but let us hope your fervor matches your words, so naive and inexperienced your kind is, I doubt you could match up with one of the elder races"

Owen sneered and pulled himself against her, his hands dug deeply into the soft flesh of her waist, "We'll see about that"

"Oh really now?" Emma crossed her arms and flipped her hair behind a shoulder with a smoldering glare.

"Yeah, I got more stamina than any fucking elf," Owen snarled as he stole a glance at me and his hands roamed freely along her backside before pausing on the small of her back. A shiver at the touch and a breathy sigh of anticipation escaped Emma. But his hand continued downward, coming to rest at the small of her back before pushing her against the edge of the table with a thud. Cups and plates clashed from the **** of their passions and a peal of clanging rang through the basement.

Emma propped herself up on her hands and spread her legs, her ankles resting alongside the edge of the table, "Show me," Emma whispered, voice husky with lust, her hand reached out and grabbed Owen by the scruff of the back of his head. A startled yelp escaped unbidden from Owen as his eyes widened in shock and her fingers clawed deep into the back of his scalp. Emma bit her lip and waited, promise clear in her bright eyes, not wanting to disappoint her Owen dove into her embrace and kissed along her neck, his cock pressing into her inner thigh as he lined himself up between her spread legs, "- Prove your worth, " She squeezed him tight with her hands, their bodies pressed together, she whimpered as he began to grind himself up against her body.

Panting shakily Emma raised her legs and placed them on either side of Owen's shoulders and wrapped her legs tightly around his neck drawing him closer to her. I gasped at the same time as a small whimper of pleasure escaped Emma as the tip of his cock pushed against her and disappeared between her thighs. Like a man possessed Owen grunted like an animal and an arm grabbed at her her legs clamping them together. Owen moaned as he slowly buried himself deeper, deeper in between her legs. He held her tightly, one hand wrapped in a hug around her legs tight against his body, the other clamped tightly on her breast, an erect nipple poking through the gaps of his fingers.

Emma writhed and shivered, biting her lip as Owen slowly buried himself in between her legs. An involuntary sound, almost a moan echoed from her lips. She bit down hard on her lip her eyes flicking over to mine for a moment, uncertainty plain, but a grunt and a thrust from Owen pushed away the feelings. Emma smiled at me and her lips parted slightly as Owen slammed himself inside her all the way, his balls slapping against her with a clap.

"How does that feel, you fucking slut, "Owen snarled, as he drew his hips back. Emma whimpered and bit her lips with a ... bored expression? Disappointment surged in me, I wanted her to enjoy it, I could feel my excitement wax and wane. Regret clouded me, should I stop this? Can I stop this? Does Emma want me to stop this, but Emma said - But Owen didn't let me think or let Emma respond as he once again **** his way back inside her, his hips slapping against her ass with a resounding clapping noise. She gasped for air as Owen pounded into her at a bruising speed, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the edge of the table and her nipples stood up straight and erect with her legs bouncing against his chest with every thrust.

"You're - " Emma gasped, and a hysterical giggle burst from her lips as Owen slammed into her, "- Not inside" Emma at him, and pushed off of him slightly, and **** his head downwards at the sight.

I leaped to my feet, uncaring of the boxers and pants trailing around my ankles, **** to see. I could still stop this. I stopped in my tracks at the sight. The sight of the pink condom sandwiched between her thighs, but instead of disgust or regret, arousal surged through my body, it was intoxicating. The shame and guilt at it all. But at the same time, it made it even more arousing, I didn't want to stop this. I couldn't

"Whaddya mean?" Owen groaned through his gritted teeth, he raised his face from between Emma's legs. "You can't be fucking serious"

"This is why I don't fuck new guys anymore" Emma sighed and pushed him away slightly, her legs falling from his shoulders to rest on either side of her, "It's a lot lower than you think" Emma's hand reached and stroked him gently and guided him back upwards. "Here let me help you"

Owen pushed her hand away with surprising gentleness, "I want to do it myself" He said firmly, his eyes locked between her legs as Emma slowly spread herself for him. Emma's lips trembled in excitement as Owen tentatively touched the opening of his cock to her slit, pressing slowly forward as a smile appeared on her lips. A shaking breath of anticipation escaped from Emma's lips, before a look of annoyance crossed her face, "No- not there"

"Seriously?" Owen said astonishment on his face

"No..." Emma said with a huff, shaking her head, "That's my clit, you need to go lower"

"But- I"

"Let me do it, " Emma rolled her eyes and reached for his cock again.

"Here right," Owen said with a grin as he pushed forward and lined himself up

"I said, lower, how can you be this bad at sex," Emma shook her head, "For the love of God, seriously you can't figure out how to - I swear. "

"Here?" Owen stared with an entranced amazement at the view between her legs.

"Almost, just a little bit lower," She closed her eyes in frustration and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her hair, "Did you not pay attention in sex ed - "Emma's head shot up in alarm" -No, not there, Dude stop, it's- not that low" Emma shook her head, before yelping and pushed Owen away

"What the fuck," Owen blurted out.

"You just shoved it, Jesus Christ, " Emma said exasperated, "I said low not that low, did you not listen to a single word I said - "

"I thought-"

"That was my ass," Emma said in annoyance

"Let's do anal then," Owen said brightly, "I don't mind"

"What" Emma looked at him aghast, "Absolutely not"

"I don't mind," Owen said as if that was all that mattered, "I'll do whatever you want me to do"

"We're not doing fucking anal, "Emma said with a roll of her eyes "Real life isn't porn you can't just stick it in, besides I haven't prepped," Emma looked thoughtful for a moment," I think Drizzt needs a lesson, away from prying eyes" Emma stole a glance at me with a smug smile on her face, "Maybe a private lesson in the private suite"