Milf elf spread open on the couch

"But your food," Lyriel said.

"I'll eat it later. This is more important," he said and motioned for Alex to follow him.

They both headed for his office.

When they got inside, he shut the door behind them.

"Okay, Alex, I'll have to be frank with you, can you take that?" Thalorin said with a heavy sigh as he rested on the table.

"Yes, I can," Alex replied.

"Okay," Thalorin said. "The thing is, we're a very ancient species with rules that have been in place for thousands of years and have never been tampered with. Do you understand?"

Alex nodded.

"Good. Now, an elf spawning out of nowhere goes against everything the leadership of the elven world has labored to build. Do you see where the problem is?"

"They won't be too happy to learn about me," Alex answered.

"Yes, they won't," Thalorin said with a slow nod. "But beyond that, the elves themselves are not well equipped for change…"

"Which means the general public won't be too fond of me either," Alex completed for him.

"Exactly, so you see how it might be difficult for you to adapt here?"

"I do."

"But you needn't worry. If you keep a low profile and show that you belong here as much as they do, they will come around eventually," Thalorin said.

Alex nodded. He was fairly certain he would be able to blend in.

"I will alert the council of your presence now, and by tomorrow, they should come visiting to check you out."

"The council?" Alex asked with an inquisitive look on his face.

"The council of twelve. They're the utmost leaders of the elven world. They make all the decisions," Thalorin explained.

"So, like senators?" Alex said.

"What's that?" he replied.

"Never mind," Alex murmured. "So the council is coming here?" His voice had taken a slightly scared tone.

Thalorin smiled. "Don't look so scared. They'll just come to check you out, to test you, and make sure you're not trouble."

He straightened up and poured himself some tea. "Now let's talk about you. How did you find yourself here?"

"I don't know," Alex replied. "I just woke up here, confused and thirsty."

"Hmmm," Thalorin said, not convinced. "Did I tell you that on the council we have an empath?"

"No," Alex replied. "What does that mean?"

"It means he can read your emotions and tell when you're lying."

Alex's heart began to pound faster.

"So, it would be prudent if you told me the truth now so we can work out what to tell the council without implicating you."

Alex considered what he just heard. He knew he had to tell Thalorin some version of the truth if he wanted the meeting with the council to go well, but he didn't think telling Thalorin about the system would help his case at all.

So, he decided to talk. "Okay, I was being pursued by a few people I offended. Then I ran into a car, and I must have died because the next thing I saw was darkness and a few flickering lights."

"Then I woke up in this world."

"Hmmm," Thalorin said. "This version is a lot more truthful."

"It would be better if you could pack a few more truthful statements into it. Like how confused you were, what caused them to pursue you, etc."

He paced around a bit. "The council will probably send four of their senior-most members: Draven, Amara, Lucan, and Alyssa."

"The three of them are pretty nice, but Lucan is going to be tricky."

"Why is that?" Alex asked.

"See, Lucan is very old. He is used to the world being orderly, and the thought of things disrupting that normal process is not something he can accept easily. In fact, there's been a recent development involving a group that threatens new things, and when I let him know of it, he was adamant it wasn't possible for new developments in the elven world."

"So, he won't be too happy to see you, proof of new things happening in our world."

Alex nodded, understanding.

"In any case, your introduction to the elven world is going to be strange and is sure to get the world talking," Thalorin said.

"What is your ability?" he asked.

"I think inflicting," Alex replied.

Thalorin turned slightly pale. "This keeps getting complicated," he muttered.

"Well, the thing is, inflicting is a very rare ability, and one of the few elves who has it is Lucan."

Alex was sure now that meeting Lucan wouldn't be a pleasurable experience.

"In any case, you should go eat your food and get some rest. We have a busy day tomorrow."

****

When dinner was over, Alex overheard Sylra telling her dad she wanted to take Alex strolling. 

However, Thalorin was adamant on them staying hidden in the house.

He didn't want Alex to be seen by anyone yet.

Sylra reluctantly agreed.

Alex was very exhausted by the events of the day that he immediately crashed when he was shown a large room with a giant bed in the middle.

He didn't wake until midnight.

The first thing he noticed when he woke up was how hungry he was.

He tried to ignore it at first, but it soon grew to the point where he couldn't.

He got up and headed out of the room.

He walked down the stairs and headed for the kitchen.

On the way, there he heard some noise coming from the living room and he turned, tiptoeing there.

Once he got there, he was surprised to see a very unexpected sight before.

Lyriel was sitting on the couch with her legs spread apart.

One hand was in between her legs and furiously fingering herself while the other hand was inside her gown, rubbing her nipples.

Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed in pleasure.

"Oh fuck!"She moaned occasionally.

Alex stood there frozen with shock and he watched her as she pleasured herself.

She was stroking herself vigorously, her huge titties jiggling forcefully.