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Seed of the Dragonborn 11: Ingun Black Briar	By : somestories Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Black Briar Problem
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The Dragonborn was cleaning house. He had just left the Theives Guild in the Ratway underneath Riften in a smoldering ruin. His dislike for Maven Black Briar and her further ruination of Riften met its precipice, and the Thieves Guild internal corruption serving the evil woman was just too much. Her hands were too deep in the pockets of the guild members, and so, naturally after announcing his turn on her, the members fought back at the cost of their lives.

The Dragonborn left the secret underground entrance, leaving behind the smell of the dead he was leaving to rot. The Thieves Guild hideout was now the Thieves Guild’s tomb.

He had one last target out on the guild, and that was Maven herself. Having learned she was not in the city of Riften, but instead, was in Brack Briar Lodge, a short distance outside of Riften, He closed the secret door and began his treck for Maven’s head.

After an hour long walk, the dragonborn arrived at the lodge, and looked up at the slope it sat on, noting two brutish guards in front. The nord dragonborn took a deep breath and approached the men who stiffened their posture at the sight of the dragonborn.

“If you’re smart you’ll leave.” The orc guards said, clutching his greataxe.

“Hmm you’re right, I don’t know what I’m doing.” The dragonborn said, before turning around and walking back down the hill, surprising the guards.

The dragonborn, circumvented the guards and snuck into some brush besides the lodge, getting a better view of both guards. He drew his Daedric bow and readied two arrows on the string. He released the string and both arrows flew, miraculously hitting both guards in the neck, dropping the duo to the ground quietly as the bled onto the dirt.

Fenrir ran over to the corpses and dragged them into the woods, picking a master key off of one of them. He then snuck around to the back where the outdoor wall ran up against the mountain, with small stream flowing through it. The dragonborn used the back door and entered the walled outdoor area. As he snuck, he saw a naked nord woman with black hair and fair skin. At first he thought it was Maven, only to realize it was her daughter, Ingun.

The naked woman faced away from him, closing her eyes as she washed her hair under the flowing waterfall. The Dragonborn could feel an erection coming along. He quietly approached the bathing woman.

“I know why you’re here dragonborn….” She said, taking Fenrir by surprise. “It was only a matter of time.” She turned her head back over her left shoulder. “Before you do, I want to give you something else.”

Fenrir paused in place, shocked that she detected him.

Ingun elegantly glided her hand over her legs and bent forward and touching her toes, inviting the dragonborn to enter her from behind. He accepted the whorish invite, unbuttoning his pants and stroking his nord cock as he stood behind her and grabbed her slim, wet waist.

He slid his penis into her vagina making her stand straight up, moaning and gently grabbing rhe back of Fenrir’s head as he kissed her neck while plowing her. He could smell the sweet scent of juniper berry in her hair as it rustled against his face. He rubbed her clit as she caressed his large balls that slammed into her with each thrust.

She turned around and squatted as she slurped on his wet cock bopping the tip on her tongue. He ran his hand through her hair, and leaned down, squeezing her busty tits.

The dragonborn lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him as he penetrated deeper and deeper, making her eyes roll to the back of her head, bouncing in tandem on him. They tried to keep the sound down, which was a challenge in itself. Luckily the only two guards were dead and the waterfall could slightly mask their quiet unstoppable moans.

He pushed her down on her knees and hands, pressing her face onto the dirt floor, thrusting down into her asshole from behind as she gripped the pebbles on the floor.

The dragonborn began to unload his cum inside of Ingun’s asshole as she kept moaning. She began to pucker her asshole as the cum ran out of it and down into her vagina, catching most of it.

They noticed her stomach growing from the fast acting semen of the dragonborn. Ingun was at a loss for words and only let out pleasured sighs of relief as she felt the growth.

“Wow. I can’t believe how great that was.” Ingun said happily feeling every drop seeping into her body. They both stood up and walked to the door. The dragonborn was back on the hunt for Maven.

“Let me help you take care of her at least!” Ingun said, patting her large belly with one hand and grabbing the dragonborn’s hand with the other. “At least let me distract her….”

“Fine, but stay far back.” Fenrir said bluntly.

The pair entered the house quietly. Luckily, security was lacking and the only two guards that had been in the area were the two killed out front.

“She’s up in her room.” Ingun said, hearing the shuffling of the floor on the other side of the house. “Ready?”

Fenrir nodded.

“Mother, can I get your help!?” Ingun shouted.

Several seconds passed. “Oh what is it this time you-“ Maven stopped in place in the dim hallway, shocked at her daughters very pregnant stomach. “What!? What is this!?”

Suddenly from behind, Fenrir ran his iron sword through Maven’s stomach, as she let out a shriek of terror crinkiling her fingers and widening her eyes as she looked down at the blade protruding from her. Fenrir pulled the sword out and stepped in front of Maven.

“Y-you.” Maven struggled to say at the dragonborn, before moving her gaze to her daughter. “How could you?”

The dragonborn cast a basic flame spell on Maven, burning the evil woman alive as she screamed more before falling to the floor in a curled up position. She was charred beyond recognition before Fenrir cast a frost spell, putting out all of the fire.

“Well, it’s done.” Ingun said.

“Not quite yet.” Fenrir said, before casting Dead Thrall on the dead body, raising the wicked woman back to life as a featureless charred puppet.

“I mean, that might be a little overkill, but I get it.” Ingun joked.
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Seed of the Dragonborn 11: Ingun Black Briar