Viking forbidden hunt part 1 .

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In a village deep into the forest quiver lays my home My name is Logan Bjorn leader of the Byzantine Vikings I was born leader passed down from my father and fathered before him This is my story how I tamed my forbidden hunt My gaze sweeps towards the sound and so does the Elk's head The Elk's ears prick forward and he turns stepping towards a noise and then turning sprinting in the nearby bush I spit out every swear word that I know Let my arrow fly swiftly, but it's too late. The tip of it sinks into a nearby tree instead lodging deeply into its bark The haunches of the Elk vanish into the woods Another arrow comes springing from the trees, but not only is the shot too slow It is also far off kilter and lands in the ground nowhere near where the beast had been Someone else was trying to take my kill and they lost it for the both of us instead Show yourself I bark Get out here show your face after you lost my kill There's a sound of someone moving in the bush nearby But they're going the other way. I Throw my bow down on the ground and charge towards them Tackling them before my gaze fully settles on their form.

I think to myself This so-called hunter does not run like a hunter This hunter also does not have the build of a strong hunting man And as the final thought leaves my mind they let out a feminine squeal a She surely not I think to myself a voice heavily accented in the way that the condor always are. I Shouldn't be surprised. I knew that people are nowhere near as keen hunters as mine, but to start using their women surely not I Don't know how much of their language and my accent turns what I do know into something sharp and deadly We roll on the ground Her small hands going for my fleshy parts trying to sink her trim nails into my soft throat or scrape over my eyes We tussle Rolling in the snow at points and shoving each other in the other times She drops the bow that had cost me my prey and the quiver of mine slides off my shoulders into the snow There's a dagger on my hip meant for finishing off hunts, but I don't reach for it.

I Won't grab for my blade until she tries to do the same and for the moment There seems to be no interest in doing anything of the sort She sinks her teeth into my forearm the flat of her tongue presses to my skin warm and wet She's scrappy and a good fighter But I'm much larger than she is barrel chested and broad-shouldered with big hands easily catch hold of those petite wrists and Pin her above her head. Her skin is soft and pale hair dark with rather alluring eyes. I Can tell she's a hunter though.

There's something deadly about the glint in those eyes the curl of her mouth Get off No, I tell her tightening my grip you lost my prey I Said get off me you lumbering oaf That deer was mine You didn't catch it She says sharply and this forest does not belong to you. I Laugh it is hardly yours Condor girl and your poor skills at hunting cost us both the elk that now wanders free in the wild You should pay more attention to who is around you You should release me she says hotly spirited I like that in a woman the ones that don't simply quail away because they have got a little dirty Or because there's something sharp-edged to be found nearby. I Tighten my grip on her tiny hands and it gets a sharp gask out of her.

She presses her head back against the ground Showing a long curl of her neck She was fierce in our fights There are dark red changing lines on my throat from where her nails scraped over my skin That elk was mine. I say more firmly There is something in her eyes though that glistens like pleasure But the simmering embers of a fire that's just been stoked She may not have liked to lose But I don't think she really hated being held down. I Certainly don't mind the look of her there held down beneath me.

So pretty and pale Her brows pinched down lower lip jutting out she twists rife in my grip During all the thrashing the rolling around Her hips start to press up. I Can feel her trying to throw me off But all it does is rub herself against my clothed cock Soon, I'm hard in my pants and she is well aware of the weight of my erection pressing against her lower body I'm a well-endowed man with a thick shaft and broad head When I'm hard like this, it's impossible not to notice Least of all when it's pressed against someone like this Nothing, but the cotton of our trousers between us Her eyes go wide her tongue darts out a flash of pink that licks over her lower lip Let me go. I Think on it for a moment Taking the way that her eyes have gone hooded and cheek pink with flustered glow And if I don't I'll kill you she yells But even as the words leave her mouth she twists again Pressing up against me body against my cock There's already a wet spot on the front of my cotton trousers and her tunic is riding down low revealing the slopes of her heavy tits She is well endowed too Blessed by the great mother with a form that is fruitful and easy on the eyes There is something intoxicating about her that makes me want to hold on to her and never let go.

I Think that she is ripe. I Curl over planting my free hand on the ground beside her head. I lower myself until I'm all but breathing the same air as her.

I recognize your face Her head tilts back a flash of pride in those hypnotizing eyes Despite the fact she's been pinned down beneath me. I am King Albright's daughter Albright is the king and leader of the kingdom of Condor that has tried to build themselves a village on our Viking lands on many occasions and all that have failed It seems his daughter fancies her hand at hunting. She's a poor sort of it But I think she would have better luck with a different sort of hunt.

I Don't offer my name She does not offer hers either But there's something almost pointed about the way she looks at me and then twisting again Rocking her body up against me with more force More incense and the pleasure boils hot under my skin. I let out a startled grasp She uses this to her advantage managing to throw me off Twisting out of my grip. She tries to take off but I go with her.

We run through the trees She looks back over her shoulder. There is fear in her eyes There is something else there to a sharpness a longing as if she wants something from me And I am more than happy to give it She is so busy looking over her shoulder. She's not paying attention to where she's going Not long before her boot clad foot catches on the root Stumbling forward hitting the ground on her hands and knees I'm quick to throw myself down pinning her to the ground with one strong hand curled to the back of her neck My cock presses against her cupboard aid hard and aching in my trousers You don't want to get away from me.

I say She makes a low whine in the back of her throat and tries to twist away I catch her wrists in my hand and easily pin them behind her back There's no way she can get up. I Ask are you wet? We can't she says instead of answering.

My father will have my skin if he knows I've bedded someone like you You're the one talking about bedding. I tell her you want it What I want doesn't matter she insists my father I Don't see your father anywhere near here. I tell her I think on it for a moment taking it in Even the heavy clothing meant to fight off the cold.

I can tell there's a shapely body there she has a wholesome ass and a fine middle and I'm able to easily pull back keeping my grip on her wrists and Haul her up onto her knees. I Pull her back against my front Rolling my hips and grinding heavy Length against her ass She lets out a shuddering sigh leaning into the touch Head tilts back against my shoulder and that's the last clue that I need to know how badly she wants me. I Stand up the rest of the way Pulling her from me and then in one sweep in motion.

I grab her by the waist Throwing her up over my shoulder and then turn and start to make my way through the trees She beats me on the back by my grip is too strong You can't deny that you want me. I say with the hand not holding Onto her waist and pinging her steady. I grope at her ass and I want you It's not allowed.

She keeps yelling. My father will never forgive me Your father will never find out I correct her For a bit. She seems so worried about the trouble we might get into this forbidden entanglement That we can't seem to help ourselves She twists and writhes around For a sharp swats to ass eventually have a going still Going slack against my shoulder with a heavy sort of sigh.

I Carry her through the forest back into the clearings. My boots leave tracks in the snow as I wade through it Working my way over to the yurt that I call my home Once inside I lay her down on the wolfskin rug that I have laid near a fire She tries one more time to protest This is forbidden. I am NOT meant to bed your kind and you are not meant to pick the fruit of my loin You want to give me your fruits?

I counter You want to give me everything? Tell me otherwise She bites her lower lip cheeks going bright pink as she looks away It's exactly what I thought Her kind are always so easily pulled in by people like me You see the muscles in us the skill the dominance and it pulls you in like a fish to bait She seems scared and yet shows little protest on me wanting to ravage her I can tell she wants me to claim her to prove that I'm exactly the sort of savage That those condor folk keep trying to claim us to be I Will have her it's clear. She wants me to take her the allure of the forbidden is too much for her And show small signs that she is keen on letting me have my way with her and I will I will have every part every inch of her skin Every one of those aching holes By the time that I'm done with her, there will be no cock in a village that can satisfy those needs and wants But for the moment, I have to tend to the fire.

It has dwindled low while I was out on my hunt I grab another log and put it into the stone fireplace Using the metal rod that I have hanging nearby Stoking up the ashes until the embers have caught upon the new wood. The old flames are springing back into life Waves of heat and waves of light which bark through the walls of the yurt making shadows dance when I turn around the flickers of light cast upon her skin and I am even more pulled in by her aching beauty. She has a pout to her lips.

I cannot help but love I Move commandingly forward grabbing her face roughly pressing my thumb into her mouth Willing parting her lips around to the digit the softness of her tongue pressing up against the callus pad of it. I Breathe out hard through my nose Already pulled in by her allures. She tries to act like an innocent But there is a darkness in those eyes and I could never hope to miss.

I Press down on my thumb pinning into the bottom of her mouth and then shift my hand to the side I use it to pull her cheek outwards stretching it. She has a good mouth on her I know without a doubt what part of her I will claim first Without giving her a chance to think things through. I put her up onto her feet I wrap my arms around her grabbing at her ass Her hands pressed to my chest.

I preach to be filling up my ads. I Order say it She is hesitant There is still fear I can see in the eyes Even as she tells me I want to know what this forbidden fruit. I Want to know what's forbidden about you? My father will never forgive me But she stops with a shake of the head Seemingly unable to finish the sentence, but that's alright She has said enough.

She wants me just as I knew she did Her ass is pure perfection. I give it another squeeze and then set about tugging at her clothes. She protests I can disrobe myself But I don't let her instead.

I take care of the clothing myself I tug at the tunic and her trousers Pushing at the heavy cloak that she has wrapped around her shoulders The fabric rips easily beneath my strong hands seams Popping as I tear them literally from her body She squeals, but there's a huff of laughter in it, too And soon she's fully bared before me This time when I palm at that ass I get to feel the warmth of her skin against me She manages to get the breath back into her lungs She then presses her hand to me once more tugging at my own tunic and yours Later, I say She seems hesitant. But after a beat she admits I want to see you You will see me soon, I tell her as I plant my hands on her shoulders and force her down to her knees The wolf skin rubbed beneath helps to cushion the blow I release just long enough to push down first my trousers and then the smalls that I wear underneath them My cock springs free thick and achingly hard the head of it lurid and red already weeping pre-cum Her eyes go wide at the sight of it You're so big she looks up at me her lower lip parting I don't know if that will fit inside of me It will fit I tell her I stroke one hand over my cock Just once and then reach up and take hold of the back of her head Before she can dwell on the sides for too long I push her head forward so that's pressed to my loins She let out a startled yelp And when she does I slide my thumb over hand into her mouth Tugging the cheek wide and then lowering her mouth over my cock Her mouth is warm Hot cavern to sink into And I let out an appreciative groan The head of my cock bumps against the roof of her mouth I tangle both my hands in her now messy dark hair Use it to adjust the angle Pushing forward until my cock head bumps into the back of her throat instead Look at me I order A gay snake snaps up to look at me Eyes wide and watering at corners The thick dark lashes on her face flutter The sight of a beauty so dainty and innocent makes me groan I tighten my grip on her head Pushing down on my ever gaining cock Fucking up into the wet cavern of her mouth Pleasure curls hot in my skin But I don't stop I'm not satisfied either Look at me I say a second time and then I press against the back of her head My engorged head bumps into the back of the throat again, but this time I don't stop I press even harder rolling my hips forward Fucking deeper into her throat. She gags on my cock as the water droplets fall from her face I do not care a jot I keep pushing until the tip of her nose is buried in the thick blonde curls at the base of my cock The outline of my cock is visible through the throat as I go deeper.

She gags hard and sputters Her eyes watering fully formed tears running down her face Make it good for me I say And I'll make it good for you She moans around my cock Even as she chokes on it. I don't let out Fucking in and out of her throat letting her struggle for air between thrusts the tightness and Pressure is almost more than I can bear with that dominated look I receive It's addictive. It makes me want to lose myself and lose myself I do Fucking into her throat making her choke hard on me to the point her face starts to turn a shade in color Her hands grip tightly around my empowered muscles as the veins on her head bulge When I feel my balls start to tighten I pull out she gags and gasps spitting this pre-cum down from her swollen red lips Smearing over her chin I keep one hand tangled in her hair and use the other to jerk myself off Until they're strips of white ropey cum splattering all over her covered face It's so warm.

She squeals That's going to feel you I tell her I'm going to warm you from the inside out I let go of her hair as she reaches up to wipe her face clearing the cum from those cheeks Eyes watering still but that just makes them even more lustful It barely fit in my mouth Your cock will never fit in me elsewhere I'll make it fit I promise you She shudders in front of me at the very thought Seemingly unsure of whether it scares or entices her more I let her dwell shortly on the rug Moving to my skills hand carved pure elmwood table I pop open one of the leather bottles I have sitting there sniffing at the contents and then come back On your hands and knees I tell her You condor folk as bad as wild dogs coming around for scraps Howling at my door I'll fuck you like one too She took a big gulp still eyeing my cock, but the hunger desire is too much. She gives in after just one moment Hesitantly getting on her hands and knees. I spill the contents of the bottle over the crack of her ass Grabbing hold of one cheek and tugging it So the thick oil can slide down the curve I don't want to break her but I want to feel fucking tight I gather even more of the oil onto my fingers pressing one of them firmly up into her She's sopping wet and so tight.

There's no way any man has ever pierced that cavern before She winds Her arms almost instantly given out folding them under her head instead So she's bent at even more of an angle Ass hanging in the air I'm going to fuck you I say stroking over inner walls with one finger I'm going to take that purity away from you. It will always be mine Have it she cries Seemingly already lost in foreign pleasure I press a single finger In beside the first and that as her moaning and shuddering with every mere movement I could easily make her come from this But I don't want that I pull my fingers away and slide them up They are drenched in oil and their own pure juices And i'm easily able to work my finger into the ring of the muscle above the cunt as well Pressing it deep into her ass The whole body jerks in surprise What are you doing? She loud loudly yells I am going to fuck you here, too I say my words low and sinful I press a second finger in beside the first relishing its tightness But I cannot resist the sweet temptation of her nectar for any longer I curl a hand around her hip and take hold of my cock Holding it steady as I press a flared head of it against a fully drenched pussy I can feel every muscle in her body go tight Once i'm lined up and pushing inside I let go of my length in favor of soothing hand over a line of her back I coo to her Soft little sounds calming as I press more deeply inside I go slowly every small inch by inch As I look at her face creasing more intensely with every deep motion Despite the concern for size Her body conforms to the shape of me almost as though we were supposed to be together She conforms around me As though we're matched up like this.

I roll my hips Pressing into her She takes every last inch of me And i'm fully bottomed out inside Only then do I go still My hand once more running over the curve of her back soothing Letting her adjust to the thickness of my cock inside the virgin cunt This is something that she will never forget I'll be part of her forever now. I will always be something that she will remember Once i'm certain that she's trembling from pleasure, I start to pull out Rolling my hips testing the give of her body She moans pressing her forehead more firmly against a soft wolf fur rug Her body is taught with something else now Not discomfort, but pleasure Once we were at the point I start to fuck into her with more fervor Bottoming out with each roll of my hips Taking what she seemingly has been more than happy to give me I grab hold of her womanly curves So firm it leaves red prints where my hands once were She lets out the most beautiful sounds these soft keen low moans Trillings and whinings as I fuck her hard and deep I shape her around my god-like endowment The wet sounds of our sex fills the air Her cunt scrouching loudly with its wetness Each jerk of our bodies meeting together aided by a slap of our skin Arse cheeks redden and so do her shoulders Sweat dripping down the back of my neck I take hold of her hips with one hand Use the grip to fuck her with even more force It's hard and it's fast and utterly barbaric in its manner. She groans loudly with every hard thrust Oh Oh god It is so different from the way That I am certain weak folk in her kingdom spend their time together Front to back for procreation only I doubt women even gasp when they see those so-called men's cocks Couldn't even pleasure the tiniest of holes We do it for fun because we know that there is pleasure to be found in this pleasured coupling I reach around her hip with one hand and start to rub ferociously at the muscle above her cunt The frequency and volume of her squeals double.

I catch the little muscle between my fingers Pinching it harshly and then rubbing it more sweetly The juxtaposition And constant barrage of pleasure is too much for her to bear. She lets out a moan Oh Whole body shuddering as more powerful given orgasms sweep through her her cunt convulses Holding me tighter and I groan Taking my pleasure as I bring hers I fuck her sharply through the orgasm and then when I can feel my own building I bury myself fully inside She seems to feel every end of my large viking cock thundering deep inside her I raise my right leg to get a better angle Squeezing the back of her neck as she squeals for more I pull back on her long locks as I raise her up So we are entwined together I grind into her deep and long frosts. I growl into her ear Give me every aura of your precious juices She starts to scream twisting her head in my direction before her eyes roll into the back of her head I can feel myself about to release of my balls Start to lift and her cunt squeezes tight around me Fuck Oh fuck She screams her body starts to quiver insatiably I pull her in close our sweaty bodies entwine I pull down on her hair as I bite into her innocent neck as she screams loudly I let out an oh Oh fuck My cum flugs inside her the warmth of it's all but overwhelming for her I lay forward back onto the skin rug Roll my hips a few more times riding the high and then pull out when I do Her gaping vulva blinks at me Thick ropes of white cum spilling from inside.

I gather the cum up on two fingers and press it up inside fucking the cum into her Moaning, she presses her face even harder against the wolfskin rug The fire crackles warmly beside us preventing the lack of clothing from making her growl too chilly little condor slut I say But there's nothing in my voice but rare fondness Her cunt gives an appreciative squelch when I fuck my fingers into her again Though I finally pull him away when she starts to squirm Too much. She whines Wiggling away from my fingers I let her go amused that overstimulation would get to her like that Don't worry little one. I have yet to show you what too much really is But I let her have her moment of rest all the same Moving first to tend to the fire once more Stirring up the cinders that those logs catch more fully adding another small piece of wood to the blaze So that bright orange and red light flares up The wood smoke is carried out through the flume of the chimney But the scent of the fire is unmistakable The yurt warmth with it both and the reminiscence of our sex Once the fire is tended to she lays on her side now Watching me from sleepy eyes But my cock still langs hard between my legs and I growl Once more i'll take you You have made it good for me.

I will make it good for you You're better than I thought I cannot take no more and I really must get back before anyone realizes i'm gone You're kinder than all of those stories I have heard I am strong Not a brute I tell her as I run my hands soothingly over the curves of her side And then settle them on their hips I will have you look at me next time. She trembles She trembles next time You know where I am. I instruct her.

You can find me whenever you want And I will welcome you back here And I will show you even more pleasure That the men of your village can never hope to do She moans and tells me No, this can never happen again. You don't understand. My father would have us both killed if he knew about the act we just committed I laugh and snigger Kill me He and his army could not kill me.

He would be lucky to lick my boots clean We lay sweaty and out of breath as I embraced her Our eyes torn to open into the yurt's door Where we see the stars gathering in its gracious night The moment did not take long to be spoiled as she kissed me on the cheek This may be goodbye But I will never forget this night of passion I think to myself passion Passion that's a suptuous word What it was was animalistic dominance I looked at her And smiled as I pour some water until the next time I yell as she grabs her clothes And flees through the yurt's entrance I empty my glass before laying down looking at the stars Rerunning the last few actions in my head over and over before I fall asleep I wake up the next day I couldn't help but think about her and her court in I've had cunts before that have been thrown at me but hers It was just so berserk And now she doesn't seem to be leaving my wary mind My god Logan listen to yourself You're starting to think like those condor pussies I think to myself I decide to go on a hunt nothing more manly than going to catch a man his prey I sit awaiting between the leaves and branches of the elm tree waiting for my elk to appear from a distance Slowly in the distance I catch little guy's head peeking out of the trees I have him right in my sights as I take aim with my strong bone arrow I'm ready to take shot, but I can't miss Yet I can't help but to tear my eyes around the nearby trees Hoping I see one move or an arrow fired hoping she would be there once more.