The Mystical Warrior

Chapter 3: A Stud

Ashtara looked around her new home. She was highly pleased with herself. Several weeks had passed since she'd left Riverwood and she was finally making a name for herself here in Whiterun. By the stars, she'd slain a dragon, bought a new house, and became Thane of Whiterun. All in one day.

Ahh, being Thane had earned her the deliciously, lovely Lydia as a Housecarl as well. Ashtara had been looking for the perfect stud and couldn't decide between the lovely Palamino in Solitude or the lovely white horse in Markarth. They had just killed several bandits in Robber's Gorge and had stopped at a little stream to have a bit to eat and clean up after the battle.

Lydia had removed her armor to cool off and clean up some, when Ashtara had come up behind her to cup her lovely, generous breasts. Lydia had immediately stiffened.

“My Thane...this is not proper...” she protested.

“But it is my lovely, Lydia...” Ashtara responded. “You've been tempting and teasing me with this delicious body of yours.”

“My...Thane, I didn't mean..” she stammered.

Her protests were silenced when Ashtara spun her around and claimed Lydia's mouth with her own. Lydia stood there woodenly while Ashtara's hands freely roamed her body, cupping her breasts, stroking and teasing her nipples to stiff peaks. Ashtara slowly slid one hand down to slip it into Lydia's under clothing. She was delighted to find that Lydia's nest of curls was slightly damp. She slowly eased one finger deep inside Lydia, while stroking Lydia's nub gently.

Lydia was ashamed that she was getting aroused with Ashtara's gentle loving of her body, but it did feel good. She wound her arms around Ashtara's neck and proceeded to respond more passionately to Ashtara's kisses.

Ashtara broke the kiss and pulling her finger out of Lydia's body, she proceeded to stick her finger in her mouth and slowly suck on it. Ashtara looked at Lydia's gorgeous body and felt her lust grow even more.

“You taste so sweet and delicious.”

Ashtara removed the rest of her clothing and went over to remove the rest of Lydia's clothing. She gently pushed Lydia to the ground and laid down next to her.

“My Thane...I don't...” her voice trailed off.

“Shh, my sweet....don't worry....and call me Ash.” Ashtara responded.

Ashtara alternated between sucking, licking, and kissing each of Lydia's lovely breasts while also occasionally going back to capture Lydia's mouth for some deep kisses. Ashtara slid one hand down Lydia's strong muscled stomach down to the dark set of curls at the top of her thighs. Ashtara slid two fingers in and out of Lydia's wet hole.

“Oh...mistress..that feels...so good.” Lydia whimpered.

Lydia's thighs went limp and relaxed, opening her legs. This was what Ashtara had been waiting for. Giving Lydia a hard kiss, she got between Lydia's legs while trailing feather soft kisses down Lydia's stomach to the waiting nub between Lydia's legs.

Ashtara parted Lydia's wet folds and gently blew on them. Then she flicked her tongue ever so lightly over Lydia's sensitized pleasure nub. She licked and sucked on Lydia's clit, until Lydia's head was thrashing side to side from the pleasure. She added two more fingers to ram in and out of Lydia's wet hole while still licking and sucking her clit. Lydia's hips were bucking and she was moaning.

“Oh mistress...please..I...I...” Lydia's voice trailed off.

“Oh mistress!” Lydia cried out.

Her climax hit..waves and waves of pleasure rolled over her. Her legs clamped down onto Ashtara's head she was so enthralled with her pleasure. Once her climax ended, she slumped back onto the ground.

“I never knew, my Th..Ash.” Lydia said.

Ashtara withdrew her fingers from Lydia's body and slowly licked her fingers, then smiled at Lydia. “I have lots more to show you.”

Lydia watched Ashtara as she got her armor back on.

“What...about your pleasure?” she said quietly.

Ashtara kissed Lydia gently, “Don't worry about me. You can make it up to me later. Just get dressed for now.”

They had parted later on down the road, Ashtara heading west for Markarth, and Lydia went east towards Whiterun.

Recalling the memory fondly was getting Ashtara all hot and wet. Hmm, maybe I should summon Lydia and have her repay the favor. Though sadly, now was not the time.

Anyways, they had parted ways and it wasn't until the next evening that Ashtara reached Markarth, so of course, there would be no looking at the horses until the morning.

Ashtara went into the Silver Blood Inn to procure a room for the night. After paying for her room, she strolled over to the fire to warm herself up before retiring for the night.

“If you need a sword...I'm available.” a voice said.

Ashtara resisted the urge to jump. Normally she was always cautious in new areas, because you never knew what was lurking in the shadows. She found the owner of the voice sitting in a darkened corner.

By the stars he was...large. Her juices immediately began to stir. Here might be one to sate her appetite. She hadn't taken a lover since that long ago time in Riverwood with Hadvar. By the stars, she hadn't even gotten her release from her interlude with Lydia.

“Well now,” Ashtara said, “I might just need a sword, but not necessarily a sword arm. What say you to that?”

Vorstag looked the beautiful woman over. He drank in the sight of her large breasts straining against her armor, her green eyes, smooth pale skin, and long, red hair by the firelight. It wasn't often they got such loveliness in these parts. He wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. Just looking at such beauty was causing him to get hard.

He leaned towards her, “I”d be more than happy to have my sword stand ready for you.”

Ashtara stood up and led the way up the stairs to her room.

Astara closed the door behind them.

“You may call me Ash.”

“I am called Vorstag.”

“Do you prefer mead or ale?” she asked.

Vorstag was already removing his armor.

“I'd prefer to have my cock buried deep inside you, fucking you with out mercy.” he replied.

He wanted to see her shock and anger at his use of vulgar words. Ashtara just smiled at him. Inside she was dancing with joy. Finally! A man who might just be able to sate her.

She swiftly removed her armor as did he. Seeing how big and erect he was made her even wetter. By the Nines, if he didn't bury his cock into her now, she was going to waste away with wanting.

Vorstag shoved her back on the bed. Ashtara spread her legs wide.

“Come, fuck me now!” she demanded.

Vorstag climbed between her legs and rammed his huge cock into her one swift thrust. He lifted one of her legs up and placed it over his shoulder. Ashtara whimpered when he went in even deeper into her hot, wet hole.

“Mmmmph, yes, fuck me like you've never fucked before.”

Vorstag grabbed both breast with his hands and squeezed and pinched her nipples roughly.

“I plan to.” he muttered through gritted teeth.

She was so hot and ready for him. He shoved her leg off his shoulder and placing his hand behind her back, he raised her up to him while rising to his knees. Ashtara wrapped her legs around his waist while he plunged his cock in an out of her wet hole again and again.

Ashtara's head dropped back at the incredible pleasure that was building.

“Give me more Vors!” she said hoarsely.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his mouth to hers for a long passionate kiss. He lowered them back down to the bed, and raised her leg back over his shoulder.

“Take it bitch...all of it.” he groaned into her lips.

He slammed into again and again...feeling her climax building. Vors pounded into her swollen mound with ruthless abandon. They fucked each as if it were to be their last night together.

“Ummphf...take it, take it now!” Vorstag roared.

His hot seed spurting inside her, filling her full.

Ashtara screamed, “By the....yes...ahhh!”

She raked her nails down Vorstag strong hard back......her strong pussy muscles spasming over and over on his still spurting cock, draining him dry.

They collapsed in a hot and sweaty heap on the bed.

Vorstag spoke, “I haven't had a good rutting like that in a long time. It has been a true pleasure Ash.”

Ashtara smiled, and stretched underneath him. “Me neither, Vors. You can bet, I will be seeing you again, and maybe even using your true sword arm.”

They both drifted off to sleep, and when Vorstag woke in the morning, Ash was gone.