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After Oblivion: Adventures of a Dark Elf	By : Syentaru Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Oblivion Views: 13978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Are you sure this will help us focus, Gwen?” Calin asked, knowing what she had in mind but a little self conscious about going through with the act. “Doesn’t this feel a little…odd? Not that I don’t find you attractive,” the man said, putting up his hands defensively when the dunmer raised an eyebrow at him. “But you’re a master at sword play. I’m just wondering if this is right…”
            “Hah! Listen to little Calin, doesn’t know when to listen to great advice when it’s staring him in the face,” Mayhill laughed, standing proudly in front of the dunmer, his cock beginning to rise at the thought of ramming into her slick pussy. Gwen could do without the breton’s bravado, but she was too caught up in the moment to care. Calin had stripped down all the way, and he was even more impressive than the breton.
            “Now, where to begin with you two?” Gwen thought out loud to herself. “Ah, I have it. We can start with some hand to hand holds. Improvised to fit the context of course.” When the two fighters looked confused she continued, “Calin, you grab me around the waist here.” He did as he was told, holding her hips, his cock brushing against her ass. “Got me? A little tighter. There, now you have a good grip. Grip is very important when grappling opponents. Now if I back into you,” she went on, easing her ass down onto his cock, “I put myself in quite the predicament.” Calin moaned as his cock slid into her hole, and he used his own spit to grease her up a little more, apparently forgetting his earlier worries. “Now—mmm—Mayhill, come here and take advantage would you? Staring won’t get you anywhere in a m-match!” she shouted, Calin slipping fully into her ass.
            Mayhill needed no further prompting, and positioned himself in front of her now open mouth. There was a bench that had been recently moved to the basement, and she braced her hands on it while the breton pushed his hard member down her throat, and she hummed in pleasure at the taste. The two started a rhythm with the woman in between, pumping in and out of her ass and mouth. She kept this up for a few minutes, taking the thick cock deep in her throat. When she saw his balls tighten and Mayhill stroked out of her mouth once more she told him to get under her and into her cunt.
            “Come on, come on, fuck that pussy!” she ordered as he obeyed. He laid down on the wide bench while Calin positioned both of them over the surface so Gwen could get the breton’s dick in her slit. He slid in with no resistance and the dunmer screamed her pleasure. She didn’t care if arriving guild members heard her or not, she loved a hard fucking. She had never been penetrated by more than one man at once, but this was sending her to new heights of ecstasy.
            The imperial clapped a hand over the dunmer’s mouth when she started to sound her joy, which seemed to give her a thrill as her ass and pussy spasmed, nearly undoing both men. “Oh, you like my hand there, do you? How about this then?” he grunted into her ear, pulling her hair with his other hand. She moaned into his hand, fully enjoying the rough treatment. Mayhill saw what his guild member was doing and grabbed the dark elf’s ass hard, then slapped her right cheek. This sent Gwen over the edge and she came, screaming into Calin’s hand.
            “Spank me, harder!” The muffled pleas were understood, and the breton obliged, smacking her ass in time to the cocks pounding both holes. Both men were fast approaching orgasm, and Calin’s hands went back to her hips, holding her steady as he pounded into her. Mayhill’s hands tightly grasped her thighs as he slid in and out of the tightest pussy he’d ever fucked. Her first orgasm began to slow, but a second was building quickly within her. She tried to take control of their rhythm, make them fuck her harder, but they had her too tight. At least they took my advice about grip to heart, she thought, just before she came again.
            Gwen’s second climax pushed Calin over the edge, and Mayhill wasn’t far behind. Calin grunted with animalistic ferocity as his cock spasmed into her hole, while his friend just let out a deep moan, cumming hard. The imperial slid out of her ass, and slumped onto the bench, spent for the moment, but there were marks from where his hands had gripped her. Mayhill still clutched her legs as she sat atop him, the afterglow hitting her. She slid up and off him, then bent down to clean both of their cum off his cock. She worked her tongue up and down the shaft, making him squirm.
            “Ah, ah easy there, Champion. Please!” he pleaded when she relentlessly worked her mouth on his dick.
            “I suppose, though your squirming is quite entertaining. You were both amazing. If you get as good with a blade as you are at this then you’ll soon give Modryn a run for his money!” she laughed. “Think you’ll be able to concentrate better now?”
            “I don’t even want to move, let alone concentrate,” Mayhill complained, and Gwen responded by giving his cock a quick stroke with her hand. “Ok, ok. I promise we’ll get back to training, and we’ll have more to show for it when you check back in. You will be checking in, won’t you?”
            “Of course. I always keep tabs on the guilds I maintain memberships with. And maybe we can hold a little ‘match’ like this one again?” she asked, batting her eyelashes at him.
            “That sounds like a wonderful plan,” Calin sighed, getting up to put his clothes back on. “This is the best training session I’ve ever had,” he said, then excused himself to go clean up. He’d had misgivings about intercourse with the Champion, and a member of his own guild, but she had indeed strengthened his resolve to train, and his own self confidence in his body. The way she had looked at him…he really would work to impress her.
            Gwen got ready to leave, cleaning herself up while Mayhill did the same. He didn’t seem like one to favor long goodbyes, so she said her farewells quickly and let Modryn know she was on her way back to the Imperial City. It was only mid-afternoon when she went to retrieve Shadowmere from the stables, so she would be back to the city before sunset. She had an appointment to keep with the Thieves Guild.
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