Chapter 1: Introduction
The scent of ale and roasted meats permeated the Bannered Mare, mingling with the aroma of damp wood and sweat. Lyn smiled slightly. A year ago, she would have found the smells repulsive but now it barely registered. Rather, her attention was focused on her girlfriend, Vilja.
The Nord warrior was a sight to behold, her muscles taut beneath her leathers, her eyes blazing with an intensity that made Lyn's heart race. She watched as Vilja downed her mead, the liquid gliding down her throat, and felt a familiar warmth pool between her legs.
Vilja caught her gaze, and a slow, predatory smile spread across her face. "You're staring," she growled, her voice low and husky.
Lyn raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "You only just noticed?"
Vilja chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Lyn's spine.
" Caught me off guard, is all," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lyn leaned in, her breath hot on Vilja's ear. "I like catching you off guard," she murmured, her hand resting on Vilja's thigh.
Vilja's breath hitched, and Lyn could feel the tension in her muscles. She knew Vilja was nervous, but she also knew the Nord was eager. She could see it in her eyes, hear it in her ragged breaths.
Vilja's eyes flashed with desire as she leaned forward for a kiss .
Lyn met her halfway, their lips crashing together in a fierce, hungry kiss.
Vilja's tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring, demanding. Lyn moaned, her hands tangling in Vilja's hair, pulling her closer. After a moment, Vilja broke the kiss, even as her eyes flashed with desire.
"I think...I'm ready for more," Vilja said quietly.
Lyn licked her lips then slowly shook her head. "I want you, Vilja. I've wanted you since I first laid eyes on you. But if you're not ready, I'll wait for as long as it takes."
Vilja's face softened. "I'm...nervous," she admitted. "I'm not a virgin, of course, but I've never been with a woman before. I'm worried I won't...know what to do," Vilja confessed, her voice barely audible over the din of the tavern.
Lyn smiled gently, her thumb brushing against Vilja's cheek. "Baby, we'll figure it out together. It's not about knowing what to do, it's about feeling what's right. And trust me, with me, you can't go wrong."
Vilja took a deep breath, her eyes searching Lyn's. "Alright," she said, her voice steadier now. "Let's get out of here."
Lyn nodded, a slow smile spreading across her face. She stood up, taking Vilja's hand and leading her up to their room.
The wooden stairs creaked under their feet, the only sound in the otherwise silent tavern. Lyn could feel Vilja's heart pounding against her back, her breath ragged on Lyn's neck. She squeezed Vilja's hand, offering a reassuring smile as they entered the room.
Lyn closed the door behind them, the click echoing in the small, dimly lit room. She turned to face Vilja, her eyes gleaming with desire. "You sure about this?" she asked, her voice low and husky.
Vilja nodded, her eyes never leaving Lyn's. "Yes," she said, her voice firm. "I want this.
I want you, Lyn," Vilja said, her voice firm and steady. She took a step closer, her hands reaching for Lyn's waist. "I want to touch you, to taste you."
Lyn's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. "Fuck, Vilja," she groaned, her hands tangling in Vilja's hair. "You don't know what you do to me."
Vilja smirked, her hands sliding up Lyn's sides, her thumbs brushing against Lyn's breasts. "I think I have an idea," she said, her voice laced with desire.
Lyn moaned, her head tilting back, exposing her neck.
Vilja took advantage, her lips finding the sensitive spot just below Lyn's ear. She sucked gently, her teeth grazing Lyn's skin, leaving a mark. Lyn's hands tightened in Vilja's hair, pulling her closer, her body pressing against Vilja's.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn gasped, her hips grinding against Vilja's. "You feel so good."
Vilja chuckled, her hands sliding down Lyn's body, cupping her ass. "You're not so bad yourself," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. She squeezed Lyn's ass, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. Lyn moaned, her body arching into Vilja's touch.
She could feel the heat radiating from Vilja's hands, the pressure of her fingers digging into her flesh. She wanted more. She needed more.
"Fuck, Vilja," she groaned, her hands sliding down Vilja's back, her fingers tracing the muscles beneath the leather. "I need you. I need to feel you."
Vilja's eyes darkened, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She leaned in, her lips finding Lyn's in a fierce, hungry kiss. Lyn moaned into her mouth, her tongue pushing against Vilja's, exploring, demanding.
Vilja's hands slid down Lyn's body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips, the swell of her ass. She squeezed, her fingers digging into the soft flesh, pulling Lyn closer.
Lyn broke the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "What say we get rid of these clothes?" she suggested, her voice laced with desire. Vilja nodded, her hands fumbling at the clasps of her armor.
Lyn helped her, her hands shaking slightly as she undid the clasps and straps. She watched Lyn's fingers, the way they moved with such confidence and skill. She could only imagine what they would feel like on her body.
Lyn pushed the armor off Vilja's shoulders, her eyes roaming over Vilja's bare skin. "You're beautiful," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Vilja blushed, her eyes never leaving Lyn's.
"Want to see the rest," Vilja asked teasingly.
Lyn nodded, her throat too dry to speak. Vilja smiled, her hands running over the buckles of the lower half of her armor. She unclasped them, the leather falling away to reveal her muscular thighs and her shaved mound. Lyn's breath hitched, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of Vilja's naked body.
"Fuck, Vilja," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "You're...you're perfect."
Vilja's cheeks flushed at the compliment, her eyes never leaving Lyn's. "I want to see you too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She reached for Lyn's tunic, her fingers fumbling with the laces. Lyn helped her, her hands shaking as she undid the fastenings.
She pushed the tunic off Lyn's shoulders, her eyes roaming over Lyn's body. She took in the curve of Lyn's breasts, the flatness of her stomach, the way her hips flared out.
"Fuck, Lyn," she groaned, her hands reaching for Lyn's breasts. She cupped them, her thumbs brushing against the hard peaks. Lyn moaned, her head tilting back, her eyes closing. She felt Vilja's lips brush against her neck, sending shivers down her spin.
Lyn opened her eyes, her gaze locking with Vilja's. "I promised I'd show you how to pleasure a woman," she murmured. "How about I start by going down on you?"
Vilja's eyes widened, her breath hitching. "You...you want to do that?" she stammered.
Lyn smirked, her hands sliding down Vilja's body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips. "Oh, I more than want to," she said, her voice low and husky. "I've been dreaming about it since I first saw you."
Vilja's mouth worked soundless for several seconds then she nodded. "Please."
Lyn guided Vilja to the bed.
The Nord warrior sat down, her eyes never leaving Lyn's. Lyn could see the nervousness in Vilja's eyes, but also the desire, the need. She smiled, her hand reaching out to cup Vilja's cheek. "You're going to love this," she promised.
Vilja nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Lyn could see the pulse in Vilja's neck, the way her chest heaved with each breath. She could feel the heat radiating from Vilja's body, the tension in her muscles.
Lyn knelt down in front of Vilja, her hands sliding up Vilja's thighs.
She could feel the muscles tense beneath her touch, could see the way Vilja's breath hitched as Lyn's fingers brushed against her inner thighs. She smiled, her eyes locked onto Vilja's as she spread Vilja's legs wider, giving her a clear view of Vilja's shaved mound.
"Fuck, Lyn," Vilja groaned, her hands reaching out to grab Lyn's shoulders. "You're killing me."
Lyn chuckled, her fingers tracing the seam of Vilja's pussy. "Not yet, baby," she murmured. "Not until I've had my fill."
She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to lick Vilja's clit.
Vilja's hips bucked, a sharp cry escaping her lips. Lyn smiled, her hands gripping Vilja's thighs, holding her in place. She licked again, her tongue swirling around the sensitive nub, teasing it, driving Vilja wild.
"Fuck, Lyn," Vilja groaned, her hands tangling in Lyn's hair. "That feels so good."
Lyn hummed in response, her tongue delving deeper, exploring Vilja's folds. She could taste the sweet nectar of Vilja's arousal, could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. She slid a finger inside, curling it upwards, searching for that spot that would make Vilja scream.
Vilja's back arched, her hips thrusting forward, meeting Lyn's finger. Lyn could feel the tightness of Vilja's muscles, the way her pussy clenched around her finger. She added another, stretching Vilja, preparing her for what was to come.
"W-wait," Vilja stammered.
Lyn withdrew instantly, looking up with concern.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
Vilja's breath was ragged, her face red. "I...um...I have a tendency to squirt when I cum," Vilja admitted, her face positively crimson.
Lyn laughed softly. "Baby, I'm a lesbian and I'm not afraid of a mess. In fact, I fucking love being squirted on," she said, her voice low and husky. "If you can't manage it, don't worry about it. But if you can, give it all to me. Ok?"
Vilja gaped at her then nodded. "Thank you."
Lyn winked. "Now, may I return to my task?" she asked, her voice dripping with desire. Vilja nodded, her breath hitching as Lyn leaned back in. Lyn's tongue found Vilja's clit again, swirling around it, teasing it. Vilja's hips bucked, her hands gripping Lyn's hair tighter. Lyn could feel the tension building in Vilja's body, could hear it in her ragged breaths. She slid another finger inside Vilja, stretching her, preparing her. She curled her fingers upwards, finding that sweet spot that made Vilja gasp.
"Fuck, Lyn," Vilja groaned, her hips thrusting forward.
"That feels so good. So fucking good."
Lyn hummed in response, her tongue flicking against Vilja's clit, her fingers curling inside her. She could feel the muscles of Vilja's pussy clenching around her fingers, could see the way Vilja's body tensed, her back arching off the bed. She knew Vilja was close.
Vilja's breath hitched, her hips bucking wildly. "I-I can't...I can't hold it back," she gasped, her hands gripping Lyn's hair tighter.
Not wanting to break contact, Lyn hummed in response and gave a thumbs up with her free hand. She felt Vilja's body tense, a scream erupting from her throat as she let go. A torrent of liquid burst from within her, filling Lyn's mouth. She drank it down greedily, her tongue still lapping at Vilja's clit, her fingers still buried in her, making the Nord's climax last as long as possible. Vilja's body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly, her hands gripping Lyn's hair so tightly that it hurt. But Lyn didn't care. She loved every second of it, loved the taste of Vilja's arousal, loved the way her body responded to her touch.
Finally, Vilja's body stilled, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Lyn withdrew her fingers, her tongue, her eyes never leaving Vilja's.
“Did you enjoy that,” Lyn asked as casually as if she was inquiring about the weather.
Vilja looked at her, eyes wide with disbelief. “Enjoy? Lyn, that was...that was fucking incredible,” she panted, still trying to catch her breath. Lyn smiled, licking Vilja's arousal off her fingers. “I'm glad."
“You’re a mess though,” Vilja said, her body shaking with laughter.
Lyn glanced down at herself and laughed. Her neck, chest, and bra were splattered with Vilja's ejaculate. "Mm...you're right. Perhaps we should take these off ," Lyn said, her voice laced with amusement. "Care to do the honors?" Lyn asked, gesturing to her bra. Vilja grinned, her eyes gleaming with desire. She reached out, her fingers fumbling with the clasp. Lyn could feel the heat of Vilja's fingers against her skin, could see the way her hands shook slightly. She reached out, her hand covering Vilja's, guiding her.
"Like this," she murmured, her voice low and husky. Vilja nodded, her eyes never leaving Lyn's as she undid the clasp. The bra fell away, revealing Lyn's breasts. Vilja's breath hitched, her eyes widening as she took in the sight.
Lyn's breasts were as golden as the rest of her body, her nipples hard and pink, begging to be touched. Vilja reached out, her fingers tracing the curve of Lyn's breast, her thumb brushing against the hard peak.
"Fuck, Vilja," she groaned.
Vilja's confidence grew, her hands exploring Lyn's body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips, the flatness of her stomach.
She could feel the muscles beneath Lyn's skin, the way they tensed and relaxed with each touch. She leaned in, her lips finding the sensitive spot just below Lyn's ear.
She sucked on it then sank her teeth in ever so gently, wanting to leave a mark. Lyn moaned, her entire body shuddering with pleasure. Vilja beamed, ecstatic that she was having such an effect on her lover.
The Skaal hesitated for a moment then said, "I want to go down you. Can I? Please?" Vilja asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Lyn's. She had never been with a woman before but the thought of making Lyn fall to pieces with nothing but her tongue was intoxicating.
Lyn's eyes widened, her breath hitching. "You don't have to-"
"I want to," Vilja interrupted, her voice firm. "I want to taste you, Lyn. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."
Lyn's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest. She nodded, her voice lost to her. Vilja smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire as she pushed Lyn back onto the bed.
Lyn lay back, her body trembling with anticipation. Vilja's hands were on her thighs, pushing them apart, her eyes never leaving Lyn's.
"I'm sure it won't be as good as you've had from more experienced women," Vilja said, blushing slightly. "But I'll do my best-"
She fell silent as Lyn raised a hand. "Vilja, you're already doing amazingly. I can give you all sorts of tips and tricks if you want them but a lot of it comes down to listening to your body and your partner's. Ok?"
Vilja nodded, feeling some of the nervousness drain out her. "Thank you."
Lyn smiled. "You're very welcome. Now, I don't want to rush you but I've kind of been dreaming of seeing you between my legs since I first laid eyes on you so..."
Vilja laughed. "Well, let's not delay things any longer," she said, her voice thick with desire. She tore her gaze from Lyn's face and looked down at the treasure between her legs. She had never seen a pussy up close before, but she knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to taste it, to feel it, to make Lyn come undone.
She leaned in, her breath hot on Lyn's clit. She could see the small nub, hard and ready for her. She licked it, her tongue flicking out to taste the sweetness of Lyn's arousal. Lyn moaned, her hips bucking slightly, her hands tangling in Vilja's hair.
Vilja smiled, her hands sliding up Lyn's thighs, spreading her wider.
She could see the glistening folds of Lyn's pussy, could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to lick Lyn's clit again. Lyn gasped, her hips bucking, her hands gripping Vilja's hair tighter.
Vilja hummed in response, her tongue swirling around Lyn's clit, teasing it, driving her wild. She could feel the heat radiating from Lyn's pussy, could see the way her hips bucked, her body arching off the bed.
She slid a finger inside, curling it upwards, searching for that spot that would make Lyn scream. Vilja's tongue flicked against Lyn's clit, her fingers sliding in and out, stretching her, preparing her.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn groaned, her hips thrusting forward, meeting Vilja's fingers.
Vilja hummed in response, her tongue swirling around Lyn's clit, her fingers curling upwards, finding that sweet spot that made Lyn gasp. She could feel the muscles of Lyn's pussy clenching around her fingers, could see the way her body tensed, her back arching off the bed.
"Fuck," the Altmer moaned. "You sure you've never done this before? You're a fucking natural."
Vilja smirked, her eyes gleaming with pride. "I've got a lot of practice with other things," she said, her voice low and husky. "But this...this is different. I want to do it right."
Lyn's breath hitched, her eyes never leaving Vilja's. "You're doing it right, baby," she murmured. "Just keep doing what you're doing."
Vilja nodded, her tongue flicking against Lyn's clit, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.
Lyn moaned, her hips thrusting forward, meeting Vilja's fingers. Vilja could feel the muscles of Lyn's pussy clenching around her fingers, could see the way her body tensed, her back arching off the bed.
"Oh Gods, Vilja," Lyn gasped, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "I'm...I'm close. Don't stop."
Vilja could feel the tension building in Lyn's body, could hear it in her ragged breaths. She could tell that Lyn was close, could feel the way her pussy clenched around her fingers, almost painfully.
She could see the way Lyn's body tensed, her back arching off the bed, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Vilja's tongue flicked against Lyn's clit, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn groaned, her hips bucking wildly. "I'm gonna cum. I'm going to squirt all over you," she gasped.
Vilja hummed in response, her tongue swirling around Lyn's clit, her fingers curling upwards. "Give it to me , baby," she growled, her voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you cum all over my face."
Lyn's breath hitched, her eyes widening at Vilja's filthy words. She loved it. She loved Vilja's confidence, her eagerness to please. She loved the way Vilja's tongue felt on her clit, the way her fingers stretched her, filled her.
"Fuck, Vilja," she groaned, her hips thrusting forward. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna fucking squirt all over you."
Vilja's eyes gleamed with excitement. She could scarcely believe that she was about to witness Lyn's orgasm, to feel the warm, wet release of her lover's pleasure. She redoubled her efforts, her tongue flicking faster against Lyn's clit, her fingers curling deeper inside her. She could feel the tension building in Lyn's body, the way her muscles tensed, the way her breath came in short, sharp gasps. She knew Lyn was close. She could feel it. I'm gonna fucking squirt all over you."
Vilja's heart pounded in her chest.
She could feel the heat radiating from Lyn's pussy, could see the way her body tensed, her back arching off the bed. She knew Lyn was close, could feel the way her pussy clenched around her fingers, almost painfully.
Vilja's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. She had never seen a woman squirt before, but the thought of Lyn doing it all over her face made her pussy throb with desire.
She wanted to see it, to feel it, to taste it. She wanted to be the one to make Lyn lose control, to make her scream and beg and squirt all over her face.
As she delved deeper into Lyn's pussy, the Altmer screamed , her body convulsing as she came undone. A torrent of liquid burst from within her, coating Vilja's face, her tongue, her chin. Vilja lapped it up greedily, her eyes locked onto Lyn's as she continued to fuck her with her fingers, drawing out her orgasm.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn panted, her body still trembling with aftershocks. "That was...that was fucking incredible."
Vilja grinned, licking her lips clean. "I'm glad you liked it," she said, her voice thick with desire. She flopped down on the bed beside her partner, panting hard.
"Since you're the lesbian sex expert," Vilja said, licking her lips, "Is there anything else we can do? Don't get me wrong, this is amazing but seeing as neither of us have have cocks, the kind of sex I'm used to isn't really an option."
A wicked grin cracked Lyn's face. "Trust me, we don't need cocks to have a good time. Have you ever heard of tribadism?"
Vilja shook her head. Lyn's smiled widened. " Oh, baby, you're in for a treat. Tribadism is when two women rub their pussies together until they both cum. It's fucking incredible. Here, let me show you."
Vilja's eyes widened, her breath hitching at the thought. "That sounds...that sounds amazing," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lyn chuckled, her hands sliding down Vilja's body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips. "It is. Now, come here," she said, her voice low and husky. She guided Vilja onto her lap, her legs straddling Vilja's hips.
Vilja could feel the heat of Lyn's pussy against hers, could feel the wetness that coated her thighs. She moaned, her hips bucking slightly, rubbing against Lyn's pussy.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn groaned, her hands gripping Vilja's hips, guiding her movements. "That feels so fucking good."
Vilja nodded, her eyes locked onto Lyn's. She could see the desire in Lyn's eyes, the way her breath came in short, sharp gasps. She could feel it too, the heat building in her core, the need to release.
She ground against Lyn, her hips moving in a steady rhythm, her clit rubbing against Lyn's.
Lyn moaned, her hands gripping Vilja's hips tighter, guiding her, encouraging her. Vilja could feel the heat building in her core, the need to release growing with each thrust.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn groaned, her head tilting back, her eyes closing. "You feel so fucking good. I'm gonna cum soon."
Vilja's breath hitched, her eyes widening. "Cum with me, Lyn," she panted, her hips moving faster, her body tensing. "I want to feel you cum with me."
Lyn nodded, her eyes opening, locking onto Vilja's.
"Together," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Vilja nodded, her hips moving faster, her body tensing. She could feel the heat building in her core, the need to release growing with each thrust.
"Fuck, Lyn," she panted, her hips moving faster, her body tensing. I'm gonna cum with you."
Lyn moaned, her hands gripping Vilja's hips tighter, guiding her, encouraging her. "That's it, baby," she groaned. "Cum with me. Cum all over me." Vilja's breath hitched, her eyes widening at the thought. She had never heard anyone talk like that before, but it turned her on. She loved the filthiness of it, the raw, primal nature of it. She wanted to feel Lyn's orgasm, wanted to feel her cum all over her face, her body. "I'm gonna cum with you. I'm gonna cum all over you." Lyn's voice was ragged, her breath coming in short gasps. Vilja could see the tension in her body, the way her muscles tensed, the way her eyes locked onto hers. She could feel it too, the heat building in her core, the need to release growing with each thrust. She wanted to cum with Lyn, wanted to feel her pleasure, wanted to be a part of it.
"Fuck, Vilja," Lyn groaned, her hips bucking, her body tensing. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna fucking cum."
"Cum with me, Lyn," Vilja panted, her hips moving faster, her body tensing.
Lyn's breath hitched, her eyes widening. "Fuck, Vilja," she groaned, her hips bucking, her body tensing. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna fucking cum. I'm gonna cum all over you." Lyn's voice was a growl, a primal sound that sent shivers down Vilja's spine.