Chapter 2: The Awakening
No POV:
The man had met Ralofs sister and after talking he decided that he was too tired to go to Whiterun and tell the Jarl about the dragon attack, so he asked for a place to rest for the night, to which Ralof offered him a room in her sisters house that they share together.
When he woke up he discovered a pair of lips wrapped around his growing cock. He let out a moan as she pulled her lips off his member to start moving her hands up and down his incredible shaft, then he felt a hand grip his face and turn his head to the side only for a pair of lips to meet his. That's when he realized that a pair of hands had been roaming his body while his member was being pleasured.
The woman currently kissing him was Ralof's sister, while Ralof herself was busy shoving his now erect cock back down her throat, he moved his arms from around Ralofs hair to grasp the woman at his side and drag her on top of him before deepening the kiss and slipping his middle finger in to her awaiting pussy, she couldn't hold back her Moana into the kiss as her began to finger her softly.
He then shoved his ring finger into her dripping entrance, causing her to break away from the kiss slightly at the intrusion of her cunt, he lightly pulled at her lips with his teeth, he picked up the pace as he began to curl his middle finger inside her velvety walls as he began to pick up the pace even more as he felt his own climax building from Ralofs stimulation of his rock hard cock.
She came with the loudest moan she had ever made when she would touch her self. The gods really do make these men out of magic! But it didn't seem he was done with her yet, as he pulled Ralof off his cock he stood up while holding the woman's shaky legs before dropping her on the bed and pulled off his undergarments before pulling Ralof to the edge of the bed.
He lined up his cock head with her inviting pussy lips that had already had more than enough lubricant dripping down her thighs, as she had been orally pleasuring him just moments before.
He shoved his cock into her warm depths, sheathing himself inside of her as he pierced her maiden hood, she cried out in pain as her virginity had been taken from her, and a tear had slipped down her cheek, not from the pain but because she never thought she would ever be able to experience this with a man, she wrapped her legs around the man, he took this as a sign to begin thrusting.
He had taken plenty of virginity's and after every time it got easier to tell when the pain had went away to be replaced by the pleasure of his cock stretching their inner walls.
He gripped her waist and held it tight as he began to slowly pull out only to thrust back in her, and he repeated this motion going faster every time, he began to roughly slam his hips into her as he started to play with her inch long clit.
'I guess they don't call 'em "Stormclits" for nothing.' he thought as a smirk spread across his face he used his other hand to rest on her stomach as he pounded into her, the bed began to creak with the force he was putting into this poor woman's body.
He thought about slowing down for the beds sake but when he heard her whimpers, he decided against that, seeing as she was so close to release he continued his thrusting, but he started to rub her clit faster.
It didn't take long for her inner muscles to clamp around his cock trying to milk him, but he wasn't finished just yet. He allowed her to come down from her high, her legs loosened their hold on him as he kissed her softly, he slipped out of her making her moan as she felt empty with out his cock stretching her.
He flipped her on her stomach as he held her hips and pulled her ass high into the air, he got on his knees and put one hand on each asscheek so he could fuck her tight warmth with his tongue.
She moans loudly as she pushed herself up on her arms and turned her head to the side to attempt to see the man who was currently attacking her tight cunt with his thick tongue. It was hard for her to keep her legs steady as his tongue began to make love to her g-spot, she just couldn't take it anymore, her arms fell weak and she rested her head on the bed, keeping her ass in the air as she continued to look at the man before shutting her eyes as her climax claimed her entire body, she started to play with her tits prolonging her orgasm.
The man stood up on his mighty legs gripping her hips and relubricating himself on her soaking wet cunt before running himself along the rim of her ass, her body tensed up at the thought of him ravishing her from, that, entrance made her both excited and scared.
He knew she would be nervous, they always were, but he also knew he wouldn't do this unless she would be okay with it, he began kissing her neck and he captured her lips with his as he felt her loosen slightly, he slipped a finger into her, and she had moaned into his mouth as he thrust his tongue into her mouth allowing her to taste herself on him. He felt her uneasy ness slipping so he put finger number two in her tight hole before he started to pump his digits in and out slightly.
She was adapting very quickly, and she even began pushing her hips back to try and meet his fingers again. He knew she was ready this time, he pulled his fingers out of her completely and they returned to his cock to align it with her tightest hole, his other hand was holding her shoulder, as he slowly slipped into her tight ass, he felt her moan as he began to make his way inside her.
When he had fully stuffed himself in her he saw her sister starting to wake up, and thought that it would be rude to leave her out of this, before he started to thrust in and out of Ralof, he positioned her face above her sisters cunt and applied pressure on Ralofs back to push her down.
It had seemed that Ralof got the hint and began lapping at her sisters pussy like a thirsty Khajiit, he began slowly thrusting knowing that going too fast too soon would make this unpleasant for her. He moved both hands to her hips again and started to kneed her asscheeks.
The women beneath him started to moan as he was fucking the shit out of one, and the other was receiving the oral pleasuring of a life time, and from her sister no less. Something about it felt so wrong and made her feel dirty, but that just made her feel even hotter as she felt another orgasm tear through her body.
She couldn't believe that her own sister was doing this to her, and doing it so well. At least the Stormclits taught her something useful after all.
Ralof was very quick to adapt to the intrusion in her ass and started to meet his thrusting movements, signaling to him that he could pick up the pace, when he did Ralof lifted her head out of her sisters pussy to moan as the cock currently inside of her ass picked up the pace.
"Ugh...go...faster..." was all she managed to pant out before she was grabbed by her arms and she was pulled up to meet the man than had given her, and her sister, so much pleasure who once again capture her lips in a bruising kiss.
She was sure that he tasted her sister on her tongue, the way he explored her mouth with his tongue he must have. He only pulled away from the kiss because his damn lungs "needed" oxygen, 'cry baby's!' he thought but he wasn't going to let his pathetic lungs stop him.
He continued to thrust in Ralof as his hands slid up her beautiful body stopping at her perfect tits and he started to flick and tease her nipples as her sister below them began to finger herself at the sight of her sister, who was just tongue fucking her cunt, being fucked by a man mad with lust.
It wasn't long before Ralof came again the stimulation had just been too much, his big cock in her ass, and his rough hands senselessly teasing her tits, it was just the perfect recipe for making her climax even harder than she had all day. Ralof had gone limp in his arms, clearly this was all she could take for today.
He set Ralof down on the side of her sister, his cock was still erect, he hadn't cum since he got hammered before the Femperials had got him. He knew that he would only be able to fuck one more time so he had to make it count.
He looked at Ralofs sister, who was now fully awake and ready for him, her glistening cunt was practically calling for him to claim her. And it would be rude to refuse.
He lined his cock up with her cunt, he was going to have to finish this quick, he was starting to get hungry. He pushed deep in her mimicking what he did with Ralof and waiting for her to get over the pain of the loss of her purity.
He gripped the underside of her thighs near her knees and lifted her legs to her chest so he could thrust deeper inside of her, when she kissed him as he was leaning over her he started to pull out of her tight pussy.
He slammed back in as he continued to kiss this woman with renewed vigor. His stamina had been drained from his previous endeavors with Ralof. Her inner walls were so tight he didn't know how long he would last, but it wouldn't be long.
He pulled away from the kiss to let out a groan of his own, his climax had been put off for too long. He released his seed deep inside of her cunt as he hilted himself in her.
She could feel his cum spilling into her womb, causing her to climax again and moan in response.
He pulled out of her with a slight "pop" as some of his cum started to spill out, she put her hand over her cunt to stop it from spilling out, praying to Dibella that she would be granted the gift of his child.
The man had to deliver a message to the Jarl of Whiterun, he groaned at the thought of leaving these two beauties, but he knew that he should at least tell these people about the dragon attack, because if the dragons took over and no one had prepared for it, who would he fuck?
He gathered his armor and set out for Whiterun.
On the way he saw a group of female warriors fighting a giant, 'Talos, these warrior women are amazing!' They were taking on a giant and there were only three of them. They dodged every attack the fem-giant was throwing at them, and attacked not as a separate group, but as singular unit.
There were few things he liked in this world: One, fighting. Two, fucking. Three, drinking. And lastly, eating.
And everyone in Skyrim knows about the huge party's that the companions throw. The only problem is that you have to be one of them. Damn, if only he wasn't a wanderer.
He crouched and knocked an arrow, because he really wanted to hit that critical, controlling his breathing before releasing the arrow for it to be buried in the fem-giants skull, making love to its ear, causing the giant to take three steps back and wildly swing it's club before spinning and falling, dead.
He sheathed his bow as he continued on his way to Whiterun. He had made it to the gate before the guard stopped him saying something about, "oh we can't open the city because of the dragon attack."
Some bullshit like that, he just tossed her a sack of septims, and she quickly let him in the city after that.
He was walking the streets of this very impressive city, taking in the sights of it all, it really was beautiful.
"Have you been to the cloud district often?" He heard a voice and turned around to see a Redguard woman behind him.
He was about to tell her that he hadn't been in this city ever before, but she cut him off before he could even blink, "oh what am I saying of course you haven't."
'What the fuck?' He thought as she started to walk away. 'What was even the point of asking me if you were just going to say that?' It seems some people were made specifically to antagonize you.
He continued walking around seeing shops and taverns in this city, this must one of those tourist traps he heard about. He arrived before a big tree in the center of a district he, could hear that Redguard talking to another random person, "have you been to the cloud district often?"
He just really hoped that not everyone in Whiterun was as entitled as that asshole. Making his way up the stairs he saw a breath taking sight, Dragonsreach, he had heard story's but to see it in his life, it was amazing, a palace for a king.
He opened the doors to Dragonsreach, and saw the great hall inside with stairs leading up. 'Oh great, I can't wait to climb even more stairs."
When he arrived at the top of the stairs he saw two tables lined with food. Damn it, he forgot to eat before he got here, he would just have to eat when he left.
That's when he saw the Jarl, a beautiful woman wearing nothing but her necklaces and crown as she was getting eaten out by a dark elf, just, right in the middle of the room.
Odd he needed to talk to her about the dragon attack in Helgen, 'maybe I'll leave for Hammerfell after this, warm beaches, warm beds, women.'
"Well are you going to keep staring or did you have something to bring to my attention?" Said the woman who looked like she was annoyed, ah he must've come at a bad time, but he really wanted to get out of this place. I mean sure it sounds amazing, the fierce women, the strong alcohol, and the well prepared food, but he was about to be executed, and a dragon had attacked, and he hadn't even been in Skyrim for a whole day.
"Wait you must have news about the dragon attack, right?" He nodded. "Great, come with me." She grabbed the dark elf by her hair a pulled her off of her pussy before giving her a quick kiss and making her way to a room across from one of the tables.
He didn't really know how it happened, but somehow, he had got roped into working for the Jarls mage getting this "dragonstone," he didn't even know was really going to be there, so here he was in this dark, dank, crypt, killing bandits, because apparently he's the only person in Skyrim who can spare his life for the Jarls mage.
Yeah it's not like he's one of the few men alive. 'Here let me just, risk my life for you, how about that?' He thought as he cut down another bandit. He had come across a room filled with cobwebs, and saw a woman, well an elf, a dark elf, just suspended in the middle of a giant web.
"Hey you yo gotta get me outta here!" Shouted the dark elf, then the not so itsy, not so bitsy, spider dropped down out from the ceiling. 'Fuck. This. Cave.' Was all he could think of as he started blocking the giant arachnid's attacks.
Somehow after dodging and blocking he saw an opening for a thrust of his sword right in one of its eyes, he took that chance, he pushed his sword into the spiders head and definitely sliced at least one eye before slashing its face and taking out three more.
Almost having blinded his opponent, it feared its life in that moment and fled back up from where it came from.
He went to the elf to see that the spider had sliced her throat, or it could've been him, in all truth he wasn't really focused on the dark elf. He searched the elf to find some lock picks, gold, a journal, and what looked to be a claw forged out of solid gold. Hey maybe this cave isn't so bad after all!
He was finally at a point in the cave that the bandits hadn't gotten to yet. But that was before the bodies had started to come back to life. 'Fuck. This. Cave.'
'Of course they had, why the fuck wouldn't they?' He thought as he slowly crept threw.
"Fuck me!" He whipped around to see a Draugr holding her tits in her hands, and started to finger her ancient pussy. Okay now he was going to throw up, he didn't have a lot of lines but necrophilia? That was one he just couldn't cross. He thrust his sword into her abdomen then spun around and sliced her head clean off her body.
He didn't know how, he didn't know why, but he had to fight so many horny dead things, he felt dirty just imagining what they wanted, he also felt as though some god, be it Adera or Daedra was play a praise on him. It sent shivers up his spine.
He had arrived at the end, or so he thought, he opened the master locked chest to see one stamina potion and three lock picks, 'oh Talos, this cave is the worst!' He thought, then he turned around.
'Fuck, the dragonstone wasn't here.' then he saw this giant curved stone wall, and something in the middle of it was glowing. He approached the wall trying to see the words etched into it, but then the word grew very bright and blinded him for a moment.
The table next to the chest, well he thought it was a table, turned out to be a coffin, and the top had been pushed off with some force. He turned around to face his foe, his vision was slowly coming back to him as he readied himself for a fight.
A draugr has sat up in the coffin and turned its head to stare at him before climbing out. 'Geez these things are creepy as shit, I just hope this one doesn't try and fuck me.'
He had his bow already in hand and an arrow drawn, and aimed, by the time the undead's feet had hit the cave floor. He launched an arrow, but the damn thing dodged it by sidestepping.
He knocked another arrow as it started to move towards him, this time he couldn't waste time by aiming for its head so he just went for a body shot. He heard it break one of its ribs before he had to roll out of the way from its attack.
He put the bow back on his back and pulled out his knife and stabbed it in the upper back, he left his knife in it and drew his sword and shield as it turned around.
It raised its sword to bring it down on his head only for his shield to block it, as he blocked its attack he slashed its gut and leg, before it could back up, he rushed into it with his shield and threw it on the ground.
It was too stunned to respond when he slammed his sword in the place where its heart would be as its life faded away. The man sat on the steps as he caught his breath from that encounter, he checked his arm for marks or bruising. 'Damn, those undead hit hard!'
'Here's your goddamned dragonstone.' No that doesn't sound cool, meh, he'll just give her the damn thing, why's he need to say anything?
"Ah thank you for bringing me the dragonstone, but I believe that the Jarl wants to see you, something about a dragon attacking, I don't really care, I'm actually super busy."
He made his way up the stairs to the Jarl and saw that she, still, wasn't wearing any clothes, but now he could see her pierced nipples more clearly in this light.
"Ah, you're here, listen there's a dragon and even though you would think this would be a huge threat I can't bother to spare any of my guards, so I need you to go kill that dragon."
'Oh hell no. Fuck no. Risk my life AGAIN? Fuck. That!' He just rolled his eyes as he began to walk away. "Wait! I'll let you fuck me!"
'Fuck me. Okay well maybe just one dragon.' He nodded his head confirming that he would kill this damn dragon, fuck her, and then Hammerfell it is.
The Jarl had marked on his map where the tower was but he just couldn't tear his eyes away from her tits, 'those have got to be F cups at least, at, least!'
"Are you listening to me?" Then she saw what he was staring at, she smirked. "Hey, if you want time with the twins," she said as she started to play with her breasts, "you need to kill that dragon first."
He had to use all his willpower to not fuck her right there, business before pleasure right? Well to whoever said that, fuck you.
He had stopped at the blacksmith before heading out, he was fighting a dragon after all, you never know what to expect with these things, no one has seen one for hundreds of years after all.
When he arrived at the tower he saw the dark elf that was eating out the Jarls pussy earlier, or so he thought, he only saw the back of her head.
Before he could introduce himself to her the sky seemed to darken, and a roar was heard, the same sound as the dragon in Helgen had made. It made him shiver and it seemed that the temperature had dropped a little in the already chilly air.
Then it struck the dragon appeared out of the clouds and it seemed it was heading right for him. He rolled out the way and looked up at it, it grabbed nothing but air, he took his bow off of his back and readied an arrow, waiting for the dragon to get closer.
The dragon looped around and got close to the ground to start hovering, then opened its jaws and released a torrent of fire trying to burn the dark elf who was hiding behind a broken part of the tower. The man stood up on a nearby rock and aimed at the beasts head and launched his arrow and quickly loaded another.
The first arrow had made its new home in the dragons right eye, the second arrow had hit somewhere near its rib cage but wasn't able to bury itself deep in its scales. After the first hit the dragon stopped hovering and dropped to the ground, too stunned by the pain to fly away.
When he released the second arrow he ran up to the downed dragon and shot it in the head trying to hit its brain and kill it instantly, but the arrows couldn't penetrate its skull, the bone was too strong. He dropped his bow and quickly drew his sword and jumped on its head, using gravity, his strength, and his weight to bury his sword through this monster.
The dragon looked like it was going to cry in pain but it died before it could. All the guards that survived started to congratulate each other and the man on killing the dragon before the dragons scales started to light up and fade away.
Then before all the scales were gone the remains of the dragon started to glow brightly, like, REALLY, bright, and then it seemed like tendrils of energy began to transfer from the dragon into the man who had slain it.
Once the energy seemed to stop transferring to him he almost fell back from the amount of energy that had been so quickly transferred. He stood back and immediately felt, Stronger? Faster? Smarter?
No he felt as though he had become better in every way. His heightened ears heard the grass crunch next to him and he turned around, his senses were on fire, he felt like he needed to fuck something now.
One of the guards had walked up to him and took off her helmet letting her long blonde hair flow free in the afternoon breeze.
"Wait y-you must be, Dragonborn! What you just did, you absorbed that dragons soul." The other guards around her gasped at her conclusion. Had this man really eaten a dragons soul? Is he the legendary Dragonborn from the tales of old? Do you think he's down to fuck?
The man who just stole this dragons soul looked at the women around him, what was that smell? Was that, arousal? Gods it was so strong, he was losing himself.
He felt a more powerful form taking over, one that would starve without these women who just looked like they were trying to hide there arousals, but failed. His sense had been heightened so much he could almost feel the heat radiating from their bodies. He must've been thinking with the wrong head.
He swore that anymore of this and his pants were going to rip. God's, why did he have to buy such tight pants, actually, he's pretty sure he didn't buy these pants. There must have been at least 5 women around him, some of their uniforms were torn, revealing the soft skin that he ached to touch.
He was about to jump on the group of horny women, who were clearly as angry at the interruption as he was, when a voice called to him, the dark elf, asked about if he really was Dragonborn, but after she asked she realized, it didn't matter all that mattered as telling the Jarl.
She told him to make his way over to the Jarl as soon as he got a chance, as the Jarl was just, waiting, for the chance to reward him for his heroism. He didn't listen to a word she said, his other head was doing the thinking right now, and dicks do not have ears(I know, weird right?).
He walked into the remains of the tower and stripped off his clothing, he smirked as he heard footsteps closing in behind him before a pair of hands stopped his. "Let us take of that for you."
Gods these guards were good with their hands, they were removing his armor allowing it to clash to the ground when they unbuckled his breastplate, almost as soon as it hit the ground he felt their hands roam his body, touching his scars and feeling his rippling muscles. Hands on his back, his chest, then lower, and lower, until his pants were blocking them from the true prize, aching to be released.
One woman, obviously the most anxious one couldn't wait any longer as she began frantically searching for the release on his lower armor. He grasped her hands in his own and guided them to the clasps.
When his pants fell, he stepped out of them and began to take off his boots. Now he was standing before the five Nord women, in nothing other than his loincloth.
They had stripped when he was busy with his boots. They were all ready for him, their nipples were erect and their pussys were so wet they were dripping with that sweet nectar. He didn't know what to do first, so he just guessed he was going to have to wing it.
First he ripped the piece of fabric, that was doing a bad job at hiding his cock, off, then, he walked up to the one closest guard to him and towered over her with his superior hight and wrapped his arms around her waist to draw her closer. He planted a kiss on her lips, and her arms wrapped around his neck deepening the kiss as he lifted her up, hands gripping her thigh and asscheek, before setting her on a small round wooden table, and breaking the kiss.
The other women began masturbating or fucking each other, they just couldn't wait for their turn with this beast of a man. Her arms were still around his neck, keeping their faces inches apart to maintain this intimate moment between the two warriors.
He entered her slick cunt, and she just kissed him again as her pussy got used to the feeling of a real cock filling her pussy. As a guard you have a lot of lonely nights so you make friends, and friends become close friends, and then close friends become even closer, and then, before you know it, you and your close friend are making love with a couple of toys she bought last week, and it's the highlighting your week, and you look forward to at the end of every night.
But this a, real, cock, it was so much better, the warmth it provided as it rubbed up against the walls of her core, the thick veiny shaft was so much better than the toys her sisters had. She couldn't wait to share this experience with them!
His hands were plastered on her hips as he was thrusting in her harder then he had ever before, he felt like if he didn't cum he would surely die. He pounded against her as the wet slapping sound of their love echoed around the stone tower.
He kissed her hard again as his pace started to slow, he wrapped his arms around her knees and around her back to hold her up lifting her off the table and into the air being held up only by him, her tits were rubbing against his chest as he used her body, she was going to cum and there was nothing she could do about it.
He broke the kiss and pushed his forehead against hers as he clamped his eyes shut, and felt his balls swell before releasing his cum into her pussy. His cock twitched inside of her as she milked him, and her walls clenched around his cock like a vice, trying to pull as much of his cum into her hungry womb.
He pulled out of her and set her back on the table as he fought to catch his breath, but when he took in a deep breath, all he could smell was sex and the arousal of the women behind him he had neglected. It completely restored his lust, and his cock was already standing back at attention, ready to fuck again.
He had no idea what in Talos' good name happened to him, but he felt just as horny as before, if not, more. He needed a new pussy he pulled the girl off the table and gently laid her on the stairs, then picked up a blonde girl this time, she also just so happened to have the biggest tits out of them all, then grabbed the girl who had been finger fucking her self, and pulled them next to him as he laid on the cool stone floor.
He pulled the blondes cunt above his face and began to eat her out as the other had taken the hint and sat on his cock, the blonde above him started to lean back as the girl riding him had started to suck on her nipples and play with her huge tits.
It wasn't long before the girl started to cum soaking his face with her precious juices, he continued to lap up her juices like a dying man, he allowed his tongue to slide up ever soften and flick her clit back and forth before plunging back into her depths.
He second orgasm hit her hard and she couldn't keep herself up any more and had to be caught by the girl in front of her. She was gently laid next to them as the girl was had been ridding the cock got of and took it in her mouth. She pulled off to say, "I've always wanted to swallow a Dragonborns cock before." He chuckled slightly, if only he could grant everyone's wish but he's only one man, though in this moment he feels more than man, more than a mortal.
Her head bobbed on his cock as she was doing an amazing job swallowing his cock, he put his left hand on the back of her head and kept her going at this pace, everything that had happened around his as he unleashed his jizz into her waiting mouth.
She swallowed all of his cum before her mouth had been filled by his jizz yet again, only for her to swallow it all without any problems. He got up and noticing that the sun was starting to set, damn, time flys huh?
He grabbed the only redhead in the group, her green eyes had enthralled him since he saw her, was was just praying he would get in her ass, and turned her on her stomach and lifted her ass to meet his hips before entering between her cheeks, the woman who had been fingering her, the blonde he fucked before, had climbed under the woman, and started to sixty-nine with her.
The man felt the occasional lick of a tongue on his balls, or some times on his shaft, as he anally penetrated this beautiful woman. He pulled her arms behind her back and held on to her as if using her for support to fuck her even harder.
Both women came, all the women came, and he released his last seed of the day into that woman's tight asshole. He finally felt the strenuous activity's taking their toll on him, he had to sleep, maybe bathe, and hell, some food wouldn't hurt.
He had no idea what came over him, and he had no clue as to why he could cum so many times, he was usually able to cum a max of two times a session, and that only happened once because a succubus had gotten a hold of him.
But four times in such a quick succession, he never even thought of wanting that, but it turned out to be so... good! After he hit his armor back on he set out, eager to receive his reward from the lusty Jarl.