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Myushk the Unlikely Dragonborn	By : fantaslut Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 8251 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Myushk opened the great hall doors of dragonsreach and was assailed by the smells of a feast being prepared. Immediately two beautiful and scantily clad wenches approached him to inquire of his business. A bold redhead guard whose curves could not be concealed eyed him up and down and she licked her lips appreciatively before continuing on to stand at the side of irileth.
After what seemed an interminable amount of time the orc finally received an audience with the jarl. After he had reported the dragon in Helgen he accepted gifts of reward and was directed to speak to the court wizard if he wished to remain involved with the goings on of the dragons. After stealing all he could from the distracted wizard, the orc accepted a job to retrieve a stone from Bleak falls Barrow.
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Three weeks later Myushk hiked into river run with the golden claw, the dragonstone, and a word of power burning in his breast. He slammed the door of the Riverwood trader and stomped inside unceremoniously. The woman he had seen last time was stirring the pot over the fire but the man was nowhere to be seen. "How can I help you?" The woman said.
Myushk eyed her appraisingly. Small tits but a fat bottom and slim legs. He grunted as he sniffed the air for her pheromones. She was in heat. He narrowed his eyes at her, but strove to stick to his purpose. He was about to be a thane, a fellow of importance. He might not should go around tumbling every wench in heat he smelled, anymore.
"I'm looking for Lucan," he grunted as he set the golden claw on the bar top. The woman gasped and rand to the claw.
"I am his sister!" She gushed. "He will be so pleased!" She squealed excitedly. "I am Camilla and I cannot begin to think of how to thank you enough!"
"Oh I could think of something " he said lasciviously with a glance at her tiny breasts heaving with excitement. Vanilla flushed and lowered her eyes trying to control her appearance, her brother always told her she was embarrassingly flamboyant.
"I'm sure my brother has a reward for you," she mumbled, looking up through her lashes at him demurely.
"Hmm well seeing as how hes not here I suppose I'll just keep it till I see him next," Myushk said watching her face slip into anxiety. Before she could protest, he continued. "Say, you're not the very camilla being courted by Faendal and Sven, are you?" He asked.
At that, Camilla giggled. "Yes, they both fancy me theirs but I havent decided which one to pick yet. You can rest assured if you leave that with me my brother will reward you," she said trying to refocus the situation.
Myushk grinned at her. This would be too easy. "I tell you what, girl. You meet me at the mill when the moon is at its highest point and I'll give you this claw back for a little favour involving your two suitors."
Camilla looked at him questioningly but full of innocence. "O-okay..." she said unsurely but before she could ask him more he was gone.
In the hours that fell between then and midnight, myushk made his own arrangements and then waited at the deserted mill for the trusting shopgirl. Like a vision she appeared before him in only a dressing gown. "I had to pretend to sleep and then sneak away so my brother would not stop me" she whispered breathlessly to the orc to explain her state of dress. The orc smiled broadly. "So what is this favour?" Camilla asked, looking around as if to search for clues.
"Camilla, I'm gonna give you this claw," myushk said gently, slowly placing the claw on a limb of a tree above her reach. He stepped closer to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He felt her body tremble as she looked down adorably again. Without a word and before she could protest he slid the loose shoulders of her garment off of her arms and pulled td he whole thing down in one swoop leaving her naked to the elements. She gasped and immediately covered her mound of soft pubic hair and her tiny nipples.
"What are you doing!?" She squeaked, too shocked to move. She was disarmed by the orcs kindly smile as he gently pulled her arm and drew her to him.
"I am going to give you the claw, but first you have to give me something" he murmured as he ran his hands down her back to squeeze the abundance of flesh at her ass. He made gentle soothing noises as she stood stock still and allowed him to knead the flesh of her buttocks. When he trailed one unnaturally long finger down her crack she jumped but that only brought her closer into his arm. He laughed and shoved his hand roughly between her thighs probing upwards for her sweet honey pot.
"Stop!" She squealed as she wiggled away from his questing fingers "this isn't right!" She protested. The orc responded as one would to a frightened animal. He stroked her hair and made soft noises as he lowered her to the ground.
"f you want your claw you'll do as I say, do you understand?"
Camilla bit her lip and nodded. His hands returned to her slit and she closed her eyes and let it happen. She must do this for the claw, she must!
The orc slid his fingers inside of her and she yelped, wiggling away involuntarily. The orc slapped her left tit roughly. "Hey! Stay put or this will go more violently wench" he growled. Her eyes began to water as she realized that she was going to be raped by an orc in the middle of the public grounds of the mill. She sniffed as her tears caused her nose to run.
"Oh come on now sweetly g, it's not all bad, I promise you'll enjoy this," the orc grinned. He stood up above her yanked his loincloth off to reveal a massive soft green cock faintly pulsing with new life. Her eyes opened wide. She had fucked faendal in the broom closet a few times and thered been several travelling soldiers she had lifted her skirts for but never before had she seen such a huge cock. He started to rub it with one hand and her eyes widened as it grew even larger. Without even realizing it she began to touch herself as he stroked his member to solidity.
"You thinking about this monster filling you up sweetling?" He grumbled down to her as he watched her fingers slide slowly inside her pussy with her mouth open in obvious shock. Awareness flooded back I to camilla as she realized what she had been doing. She blushed furiously and snapped her hand up to cover her tits once more. The orc chuckled.
"That's alright you little slut, I'm going to leave you begging for more by the time I'm done with you."
She shook her head but before she could speak his legs were between hers, the bulbous green cock head pressing against the warmth between her thighs. Instinctively she grabwarmtis shoulders and bent her knees, presenting her pussy to him as if she were under some enchantment. The orc laughed again and shoved inside of her unceremoniously as she cried out in pain and pleasure. He moved his hands to grip her small nipples with his fingers, puing on them as he thrust I side of her. She moaned like a cheap side whore as he fucked her.
"You like that you little slut?" He growled as he pinched her nipples and slammed his cock inside her
"Yes!" She moaned breathlessly, her eyes closed, her arms splayed above her head as she took his pounding almost stoically.
"Should I stop?" He asked, stopping with his dick half out of her.
Her eyes opened wildly as she frantically tried to wriggle her hips to sheathe him completely inside her again,m. The orc laughed and pulled out of her, standing up. "No please dont stop!" She begged coming to her knees clumsily. He walked until his dick was right outside her mouth.
"You want this dick back in you?" He asked. She nodded and instinctively opened her mouth to lap up the juices that glistened on his pulsing hard on. The orc looked down in surprise as she greedily lapped up all the juice on his dick.
"Beg for it slut" he demanded and stepped away. Her hands that had been on the front of his thighs fell forward to the ground. She crawled towards him. "Please fuck me again mister" she whined pitifully. He stepped further away but she crawled after him, "please sir please fill my pussy with your disgusting green cock" she moaned as she trailed a hand back to finger herself while she waited for his judgement.
The orc grunted his approval as he took a position behind her and mounted her . As his dick filled her even more than it had at first she cried out a long wail that might have been a sob or from pleasure. As the orc pounded her, her arms could no longer hold her and her chest fell to the ground so that her ass rose obscenely in the air as her pussy swallowed every inch of the orcs cock.
She thought she heard something in the bushes but just then she felt an orgasm coming. Her pussy began to clench around Myushk and he stopped pumping. She gasped in disapproval and tried to impale herself more fully on his dick.
"If you want to finish you have to beg," he sneered, pulling her hair so that her head was pulled to an unnatural angle.
"Please!" She gasped
"I cant hear you, slut"
"Please mister, please keep fucking my tight little pussy, I want to feel your cum leaking out of me!" He began to fuck her again but she kept begging. "Please dont stop I need your cock so badly please! Fuck me! Harder!" She was screaming now and the orc pulled out and shot his cum all the way up into her hair all over her back as she lay there panting and spent from her own orgasm. The orc laughed and slapped her fat ass merrily.
"Great doing business with you, slut. Maybe I'll stop by again, if you're not married by then" he laughed. "Well boys?" He called out somewhat louder and Camilla gasped as her suitors emerged from the treeline looking disgusted and furious.
"What did I tell you? Your fine little lady is a raging bitch in heat willing to spread her legs for any hunk of meat. I warned you" he said jauntily and walked away whistling. Camilla stared after him, naked and covered in his cum. Slowly she tur ed her eyes to the two men who had loved her. "Please dont tell Lucan" she whispered
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