Capítulo 9: Marielle x Delphine / Marielle x Lydia / Marielle x Jonna
Marielle only had to wait another couple of days until she received a letter from Delphine, asking she come to Riverwood as possible. She wondered why Delphine didn't just come to Whiterun, but assumed there was still an element of privacy, and she had proven a little paranoid about Thalmor spies.
Letting Lydia know what was going on before heading out, assuring her that Riverwood was only a short walk away, she headed out the gates and followed the road, enjoying the midday sun on her face. She would admit amazement at how peaceful Skyrim still seemed to be. No sign of any dragons. No sign of the civil war. People continued going about their daily business.
Walking into the 'Sleeping Giant Inn', Orgnar was behind the bar, with only a couple of patrons sat at a table. She didn't even have to ask, Orgnar gesturing with his head where Delphine was. Walking into her bedroom, she closed the door before opening the hidden panel, walking downstairs to be greeted by quite the sight.
Delphin was sitting in a chair, completely naked, hard cock resting against her body. It appeared to be glistening, suggesting it was oiled, and it was obvious she'd already cum once, as she could see streaks of it on her chest. The only thing she wore was a broad grin. "Been masturbating waiting for you," Delphine said, "Thinking about that night near Kynesgrove."
Marielle grinned as she got on her knees between her legs, running her hands up her legs, past her cock, up to her breasts. "Would you like me to suck your cock, Delphine?"
"I'll tell you my plan while you do. I can't wait to cum in your mouth again, Marielle."
Running her tongue up her shaft made Delphine release a gasp, waiting until Marielle took her cock in her mouth before she started to explain her plan. She would admit to being rather distracted as Delphine told her about the Thalmor Embassy and what she wanted Marielle to find. She would admit to not being entirely convinced the Thalmor were behind this, but Delphine figured the Thalmor would know something, even if they were no responsible.
Delphine eventually stopped talking, Marielle looking up to see her eyes watching, her head bobbing up and down, taking her time as she figured, having already cum once, she would last at least a little while. Not as long as she thought, though. "Oh Marielle," she whispered, feeling her start to gently thrust up.
That just urged Marielle to move faster, using all the tricks she knew. Delphine ran fingers through her hair around the back of her head, starting to move as her mouth moved down her shaft, and Marielle felt an increasing dampness in her panties when Delphine finally came in her mouth. Marielle released an involuntary moan as she swallowed a few gulps before removing her mouth, the last spurt ending up joining the cum already on Delphine, running her tongue up and down her shaft as Delphine relaxed back, breathing deeply.
"Fuck, I needed that," she murmured.
"Delphine, you ever want me to suck your cock, just come to Whiterun."
"You're pretty damned good."
That made her smile. "I've sucked a lot of cock in my few short years since the first time."
Delphine smiled. "You say that so confidently. Not a hint of embarrassment nor shame." Before she could retort, Delphine leaned down and kissed her. "And you shouldn't either. But we both know there are expectations of both men and women. Futanari like me don't exactly get a pass, but considering we're highly sexed, far more than yourself… though I do sometimes wonder."
"I can go a few days and not worry. Lydia needs to fuck more than once, every day. I learned that after a week, where she wore me out after about four days, so she went out looking for sex."
"Now you know why I was so eager the first time we met. Sure, I showed you my cock as a way to show trust, but I also thought you were damned cute, and wondered…"
Marielle ran her tongue up her shaft again, Delphine trailing off as she swallowed her cock again. "By Talos," she breathed, "Again?" Marielle looked up and simply nodded, her head immediately bobbing up and down quickly. "I'm not going to say no. I love the fact you love my cock so much."
"I'll blow you every day we're together if you want," she replied before quickly swallowing her cock again. Delphine lasted a lot loner this time, but that just meant she had the pleasure of her cock in her mouth for a lot longer. She hadn't guessed at Delphine's age, but she was definitely double her own, but her cock was still as hard as anyone she'd been with. From what she knew, as she'd been with some older lovers, futanari never had issues with getting hard. Men, on the other hand…
"Oh fuck," Delphine muttered, "I just love your mouth, Marielle."
Marielle could think of a couple of retorts, but it wasn't important enough to stop what she was doing. Delphine was soon moaning softly more than anything, running fingers through her hair or caressing her cheek, her eyes filled with nothing but lust for the woman currently between her legs. Marielle loved the look in her eyes, hoping she would just stand her up when she was done, bend her over the table, and just pound her pussy for a while. But she wouldn't complain if she didn't. She simply loved sucking cock, swallowing cum, sometimes without any favour returned.
By the time Delphine gave her another load she eagerly swallowed down, Marielle figured she'd been blowing her for at least twenty minutes to half an hour. Once Delphine relaxed back again, she had to remove her mouth, drool, spit and a bit of cum dribbling down her chin as she sat back on her knees, Delphine leaning forward to give her one hell of a kiss. "Want to fuck?" she asked.
"Nope. I'm happy with what I just did. Are you?"
"You truly are a gift, Marielle. I think there are a lot of very happy women and futanari, and you are bound to make many more just as happy."
Marielle stood up, helping Delphine to her feet, though her legs were obviously a little wobbly, both of them giggling as she turned around to start getting dressed. Marielle thought she had quite the firm arse, and a great pair of legs on her too. Delphine must have sensed her looking as she turned and seemed to blush. "I don't get many looks like that any longer."
"Well, must be a lot of blind men and women around."
Once she was dressed, they stood side by side at the map. "Okay, the soiree is in three nights. My advice is to take a carriage to Solitude. You won't need to head inside, as I'll be waiting at a farm nearby here. I know the owners so they won't bother us. I'll have everything else organised. Transport to the embassy. Clothing. The invitation itself. And I'll be keeping an eye on the road for possible guests who could prove to be helpful. But you'll be going in alone, Marielle. Once you board that carriage, I can't help you, and you simply can't take a friend in with you. Getting you in has been difficult enough."
"I can do it," she stated confidently. More confidently than she actually felt.
"This might not be bloodless work. If the Thalmor…"
"Do you mean when?"
"I'm hoping for the best but already planning for the worst. The best advice I can give is to get what we need quickly and get the hell out of there."
"Three nights' time?"
"Correct. I will head away tonight and start preparations. I'll make sure you'll have supplies inside. All you need to do is meet me at the farm. I can give you final details there." Then Delphine leaned into her and kissed her, Marielle turned as Delphine pressed into her. Once they needed to come up for air, Delphine leaned back slightly. "Just don't do anything stupid. I like having you around."
"Sure you don't want to fuck me before you go?"
Ten second later, Marielle had her panties around her ankles, Delphine had her cock out, buried in her pussy. It was a hard, fast fuck, Marielle rubbing her clit at the same time, as she hadn't enjoyed her own orgasm yet. Delphine smiled, removed her hand, and Marielle felt her thumb start to fondle her clit. That earned Delphine one hell of a kiss as a thank you.
Marielle came first, as she was rather turned on, and once Delphine left a load inside her, Marielle simply pulled up her panties, kissed Delphine on the cheek, and told her that she'd meet her at the farm. She heard Delphine's chuckles as she climbed the stairs.
She had to tell Lydia what was going on once she walked into Breezehome, sitting her down by the small firepit. Naturally, she wasn't happy to be told that the next mission was completely solo, that she would have no back-up at all. Marielle couldn't help smile, as it was obvious Lydia cared more than just as her housecarl. The two were close friends and lovers.
"Are you going to tell everyone else?"
"I don't think I should. I don't need to know everyone is worrying about me. They know who I am. They know what I have to do. This is my fate, Lydia."
"When will you leave?"
"Tomorrow as it's a two-day journey."
"Can we make love tonight?" she asked quietly.
"Just you?" Lydia looked at her with a smile and a nod. "Let's have some dinner then head upstairs."
An hour later, they were upstairs in her bed, Lydia with her cock buried in her pussy, though only after they'd pleased each other with their mouths to an orgasm each. It was incredibly tender, particularly compared to their usual times together, which was usually nothing but hard, fast, sweaty though no doubt passionate sex. She knew Lydia was nothing but worried already, so seemed to want to make this a little more special.
"You'd better come back," Lydia whispered, Marielle simply smiling, enjoying the feeling of her thick cock thrusting into her, "I want more of this pussy!"
That made Marielle crack up laughing before they shared a kiss of such intensity, they broke apart and simply gazed at each other for a long time, Lydia continued to gently thrust into her. "I like you a lot, Lydia," she admitted.
Lydia had to look away for a moment. "I like you a lot too. I won't allow myself to fall in love with anyone, but damn it, you make it hard."
"Yes, it is. Very hard and oh so good."
They giggled as Lydia realised the innuendo in such an innocuous term. "Difficult then. I've had feelings for others before, and still have feelings for a couple of others now…"
"Aela?" Lydia met her eyes with a smile. Didn't even need to nod. "I like her a lot too."
"But you're… the Dragonborn. Then you're just you, Marielle. It's difficult at times to not allow myself. And I know you won't allow yourself to fall in love either."
"I can't, Lydia, because I know what I'm like. I can't commit because I never have and I never will. I'm sorry."
Lydia actually choked back a sob, and stopped moving for a moment. "Never apologise for who you are. I just love what we're sharing now. And I know I get to have you to myself a lot. Trust me, I've never been happier, Marielle."
She leaned up and kissed her. "Then we'll make love all night and make each other unbelievably happy. Then you can cuddle me all night, and we'll make love again in the morning."
That night was perhaps the most intense she'd ever shared with anyone, at least in regards to the overriding emotions of everything shared. Lydia simply didn't want to stop. She'd fucked her, cum, rest for a couple of minutes, then continue. Marielle didn't care, she just loved the feeling of her cock inside her. The only reason they eventually stopped was sheer exhaustion. Even when Lydia tried to pull out, Marielle put a leg on her arse to stop her. "You don't even have to move, just leave it inside me until you're asleep."
Making love again the next morning, Marielle finished it off by having Lydia stand up as she was on her knees, worshipping her cock with her mouth. After Lydia came a final time, she immediately joined her on the floor, the kiss as passionate as any shared before. The emotion of the previous night lingered, but Lydia simply smiled all throughout breakfast before watching her pack some supplies, holding her hand as they walked outside to the stabled.
Embracing a final time before she boarded the carriage, Lydia's last words were simply, "Good luck."
"I'll be back before you know it, Lydia. I'll see you soon." She blew her a kiss as the carriage started to move, Lydia not moving an inch until she was almost out of sight.
After a night in Morthal, she arrived outside the imposing walls and enormous gates of Solitude just as night was starting to fall the next evening. Asking one of the guards on patrol where the farm was, she was pointed in the right direction, and found Delphine waiting for her, sitting on a wall at the entrance to the farm.
She was immediately business, leading her to a nearby stable, asking her to have a quick wash before getting changed into the clothing she'd brought. Marielle had no problem stripping in front of her, not needing to take off her underwear, surprised at the finery she had been given. "You have to look the part," Delphine explained.
Once she was as ready as she could be, Delphine handed over the invitation. "This will pass even the most stringent of inspections. Using your real name because, in the end, it won't really matter. I'm not going to give you a whole list of instructions, Marielle. Go with your gut. Use your instinct. I know you'll find what we need. When you get out, meet me back at Riverwood and we'll make our next move."
There was no goodbye hug, or kiss, or grope. This was serious business. Climbing up into the carriage, the ride to the embassy didn't take too long. Getting past the guards was easy, the invitation all in order. She'd had no contact with the Thalmor before, was aware of Nord attitudes towards them. She had no real opinion either way, though Delphine's suspicion and outright hatred of them wasn't a surprise considering who she had once fought with.
Entering the embassy itself, she was greeted by the ambassador herself, introducing herself as Elenwen. She detected a dose of suspicion in her questions, but simply figured it was because she was a new visitor. All she did was smile and answer the questions until she was called away about something else.
Taking a goblet from a tray, she sipped at the sweet drink as she took in the crowd. Clearly all locals, though they were not all Nords. A few Imperials though, from what she could see, she was the only Breton. It might have been a concern but it was too late to worry about it now. She was inside and would eventually need to make her move.
The she felt a presence behind her. "Well, if you just aren't the cutest thing to have walked into one of these things in a long time."
She turned to see a mature, raven-haired woman definitely looking her up and down. She smiled and offered her hand. "Marielle of Wayrest."
"Oh, that accent is delightful," the woman replied, leaning down to kiss her cheek, "I'm Maven. Maven Black-Briar," she breathed into her ear, "And you are just a delight, Marielle of Wayrest." She had her picked immediately, of course, There was only one group of people who were so confident and forward. "I don't believe I've seen you at one of these before."
"I've only recently arrived in Skyrim."
"Have you been to Riften before?"
"Not yet." She took a sip from the goblet. "Is it worth visiting?"
"Oh, most certainly. There are particularly features I'm sure you'd just love." Marielle couldn't help giggle. "What brings you here tonight?"
"An invited guest. I like to dabble in trade. I wrote to the embassy and offered my services. I was surprised they answered."
"Well, I hope to see you are more of these, Marielle. They are generally dreary events. Would be nice to have some… entertainment provided."
She couldn't help smirk as she took another sip from the goblet, looking over the rim into her eyes. "What sort of entertainment are you thinking of, Maven?"
The smile that appeared on her face made her giggle again. It was the sort of flirting that wasn't really flirting. Maven was obvious in what she wanted. Marielle had met numerous futanari before and had their cock in her mouth within five minutes. Sometimes, they let it known straight away what they wanted. Marielle sometimes liked the playful flirting, dancing around the topic. Other times, she was like them, simply wanted to fuck.
Maven leaned down to her ear. "You have me picked, don't you, Marielle?"
"Of course," she whispered back.
"I have a fat cock that is just aching for attention right now. Would you like to give it some attention?"
"Divines, yes. I have a tight, wet pussy that would love your fat cock."
Maven met her eyes and they positively smouldered with desire. Marielle loved that look. She saw it often in potential lovers. She knew she was attractive so that made finding partners fairly easy for her. Maven was perhaps the same age as Delphine. The tight dress she wore certainly showed off a generous bust, and she had the sort of curves Marielle would like to hold onto while being fucked.
Before either of them could do anything, there was a cleared throat, both staring at a Bosmer. Marielle would have groaned, but it was her contact, and she kicked herself for being distracted. "I have a message for Marielle of Wayrest. You must come immediately."
She looked back at Maven. "I'm sorry, Maven. Some other time?"
The stroke of her cheek was a surprise. "If you ever find yourself in Riften, go to the Bee and Barb. I'm often in there."
"I'll make sure I do."
Following the Bosmer, they ended up sneaking into the kitchen, where her supplies waited for her. "Do you often get distracted?" he muttered.
"Sorry," she stated as she shook on her leather armour.
"It's fine, at least I managed to get you in here without attracting attention. Right, once you're through that door, you are on your own."
He wasn't lying. As soon as she stepped through the door, he closed it and heard the lock. She didn't even bother trying opening it. It was obvious he was scared out of his wits, so didn't blame him for just wanting her gone.
She would admit to feeling a little nervous. Whether they'd just straight kill or at least arrest her first, she didn't know, but they'd definitely treat her like a spy. She'd heard rumours about what the Thalmor were capable of, the way they'd treated their own people, then subjugated the Bosmer, before turning their attention on the rest of Tamriel. Skyrim was bound to be the spark to the next conflict.
She didn't particularly want to kill anyone, as leaving a trail of dead bodies would only put a price on her head, so she made do with magic, knowing a few spells she could use to her advantage. With no sign of any information she needed, getting over to the next building was priority. Slipping out of the main building undetected, she crossed the open ground, sprinting from cover to cover, making it to the door silently. After listening to a conversation in the darkness, further investigation netted her a couple of dossiers. Placing those in a small pack, she grabbed a key and was ready to just leave when she heard a shout from below her.
Her suspicion was confirmed when finding the Thalmor agent torturing some poor bastard shackled to the wall. She sat in darkness, listening to the conversation, before she silently dropped to the ground. The agent was taller than her, but she'd been shown how to bring a big man down quickly. A couple of strikes with her dagger brought the Thalmor to his knees, walking around to meet his eyes. There was only confusion before she put the dagger in his throat.
Everything went south after that. The Thalmor turned up in number, Malborn threw himself to his death, the snap of his neck as he crashed to the ground almost making her throw up. She managed to escape with the man she rescued, sneaking past a troll, which had been feeding on the Thalmor victims, eventually making their way out of the cave. Once outside and in relative safety, he introduced himself as Etienne. Figuring there was no harm in telling the truth, he said he was from Riften and the Thieves Guild. When asked the reason for his interrogation and torture, he mentioned someone named Esbern hiding out in the Ratway, a series of tunnels below Riften.
Thanking her for the rescue, he headed off as she eventually found the road leading back to Solitude. Thankfully there was a carriage waiting for her, so after paying the driver a few coin, she settled in the back and snoozed until the sun came up. Once awake, though not particularly refreshed, she read the dossiers she had found, along with the third book, which suggested the Thalmor were as clueless as anyone about the return of the dragons.
Arriving in Morthal again, she returned to the 'Moorside Inn'. Remembering what she'd been told about Jonna, Marielle figured she might as well try some flirting, taking a seat at the counter, to see where it got her. Jonna had her figured out with five minutes. "I thought you'd want another night with Idgrod."
"She's not here, Jonna. But you are."
"And I take it you want something, Marielle?"
"I wouldn't mind some company tonight."
Jonna leaned in closer. "I take it you heard rumours that I only sleep with men?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, I heard about that."
Jonna smiled. "I started that rumour so I'd generally be left alone. But that's not to say I don't like it when someone like yourself shows an interest."
"What would you like to do with that interest, Jonna?"
"I'm going to lock the door to the inn. Then I'm going to take your hand and lead you to my bedroom." Jonna leaned forward and kissed her, Marielle immediately replying, though with a smile on her face. "I'll warn you now, Marielle. I have a big cock."
"I know. I figured there was some truth to the rumours."
Jonna smiled as she rounded the counter, heading to the door and locking it, returning to take her by the hand, and they headed into her bedroom. Sitting her down on the bed, Jonna stripped off in front of her, taking off her bra to reveal a pair of fantastic breasts, and she had plenty of curves, before she peeled off her panties, parting her legs to reveal her thick, flaccid cock. She'd rarely seen bigger when flaccid.
"Holy shit," Marielle murmured. Jonna walked over to the table to grab a bottle, pouring some oil into her hand, before she applied to her cock, stepping forward so Marielle could touch her. "Holy shit," she repeated quietly.
Wrapping her hand around her cock, it slowly got even thicker and longer. Marielle was already wondering what she'd got herself into. It was a real reminder of Saadia, unsure if it was even longer and thicker. "I'm not going to tell you how long it is, Marielle. But it's obvious long and thick, right?" She nodded dumbly, using both hands to gently stroke her cock. It was now rock hard and… absolutely beautiful. Jonna leaned forward and stroked her cheek. "I promise I'll be gentle. Don't want to scare you off within five minutes. Want to use your mouth on me?"
"Yes. Definitely yes. I… I so want to make you cum, Jonna."
Jonna stroked her cheek, leaning down to give her a soft kiss. "Just what I wanted to hear, sweetie." She couldn't help smile at the same term being used, reminding her of her night with Saadia. "I'll let you take control for this. I'd love to cum in your mouth, maybe on your face too. You know how futanari cum a lot?" Marielle nodded. "See the size of my balls? That's the Divines letting people know I cum buckets!"
Marielle couldn't help giggle before she started to lick her shaft up and down, Jonna gasping as she did, feeling her fingers already run through her hair. "That's it, baby. Show my cock some love."
She could get her lips around her shaft, so maybe it was just that first appearance that made her think it was bigger, but she was now fairly sure it was almost the same as Saadia, but if anything, it was slightly longer and thicker. There was no way she'd get close to swallowing the whole thing, so simply focused on what she could, Jonna continuing to stroke her hair and offer encouragement. Marielle just looked up into her eyes, eventually playing with her breasts, running her fingers over her soft nipples.
"You like my breasts, sweetie?" Marielle nodded with a mouthful of cock. "Maybe you can suck them while I fuck you?" Marielle nodded eagerly at the idea of both things. Jonna just continued to stroke her hair. "Well, I look forward to having those very talented lips and tongue giving my achingly hard nipples some attention."
Marielle only then realised she was still dressed, as her panties were now soaking, and she could feel herself squirming with desire. Jonna noticed and laughed. "Make me cum, baby, then I'll take care of you. Don't worry, I'm already very close. Cute young woman like you is going to make me cum constantly tonight."
Marielle almost felt her eyes roll back in her head, she was so turned on at just the thought. But that just made her more determined to make her cum. The sounds Jonna made delighted her, and were also a signal she was getting close, and she was polite enough to let her know when she was on the verge of climaxing. The first shot still took her by surprise, and the surge of cum that followed was… impossible to swallow in full. She had to let go of her cock, almost gagging as more cum ended up on her face, Jonna stroking her cock until she was empty.
Looking up at her new lover, Jonna smiled before leaning down to kiss her, feeling her tongue run up her cheek. "I taste nice, don't I, sweetie?"
"Delicious, but then again, I love swallowing cum." Jonna helped her up, and Marielle found herself naked within seconds, feeling her fingers gently rub against her pussy, making her moan as Jonna kissed her. "Please," she whimpered.
Jonna laid her back on the bed, spread her legs, and simply went to town on her pussy with her mouth. Marielle had her first orgasm within two minutes. She'd cum quickly before, but this orgasm was like Red Mountain exploding. She must have shaken the entire room as she shuddered her way through it. Jonna seemed to realise she needed more than just one, her tongue not stopping before feeling a couple of fingers slide inside her, searching for her special spot.
"Oh Jonna!" she cried out only a few minutes later. In that moment, she took back what she'd always thought. Futanari and women both knew their way around her pussy. The amount of times she'd been eaten to numerous fantastic orgasms by her futanari lovers since arriving in Skyrim defied any expectations. She sat up and grabbed Jonna under an arm, lifting her up to give her on hell of a kiss, Jonna grinning as Marielle laid down, taking Jonna with her, feeling her thick, heavy cock resting against her.
"Love the taste of your pussy, Marielle. I take it you have a number of lovers?"
"I can't believe how many I've had since arriving in Skyrim. This place is just full of people I want to fuck!"
"Well, I bet they all love going down on you as much as you love going down on them." Marielle couldn't help blush. "Think you can handle my cock?"
"I'm not leaving without having you inside me, Jonna."
Marielle spread her legs nice and wide as Jonna sat back slightly, grabbing the base of her cock and rubbing it along her body, Marielle looking down to see how far inside her body it could possibly go. Oiling it up again, Jonna then pressed it against her pussy, Marielle shuffling to be in the perfect position for her. "That's good, baby," Jonna whispered as she pressed forward, Marielle gasping as the head popped inside.
"By Ysmir," she murmured, Jonna stopping for a moment before she slid a little more inside her. Marielle couldn't help roll her head back. Only Saadia had filled her so well. She would have chuckled, thinking she was turning into some sort of size queen. She wasn't, but she couldn't doubt that Saadia had been an incredibly generous lover, and was of the opinion already that Jonna would be the same.
Jonna leaned forward, resting her hands to either side of her body, eventually sliding half her length inside her at least before she gently started to thrust. Marielle loved it, that much was clear. Leaning down to kiss her, Marielle made sure the kiss was intense, certainly earning a moan of approval from her lover. Releasing her lips, Jonna then moved just enough that Marielle could take one of her breasts in her mouth, earning a louder gasp, as she teased her hard nipple, flicking it with her tongue over and over, giving the entire breast attention before doing the same to her other one.
"Oh baby, that's so good… I'm going to cum already!"
"I want it leaking out of me all the way back to Whiterun tomorrow," Marielle said with humour, making Jonna chuckle, before she gasped again as Marielle returned her attention to her breasts, Jonna stroking the back of her head as she rested on one hand.
Jonna eventually came inside her, Marielle feeling her cock throb with every spurt of cum that filled her. And she didn't stop for a second, continuing to thrust into her as she came, and even when she was empty, she kept on going, now thrusting a little faster, making Marielle groan a few times. "Are you okay, sweetie?" Jonna asked softly. Marielle nodded, leaning up to kiss her, Jonna moving down to rest on her forearms as Marielle moved her legs to eventually rest her heels on her lower back.
"Fuck!" she cried out as Jonna suddenly felt incredibly deep. She stopped immediately. "Oh, keep going, Jonna. That was my fault. Your cock feels fantastic."
Jonna lasted at least twenty minutes, both of them now glistening with sweat, breathing deeply, a slight squelching sound as her pussy was full of her first load, and when Jonna unloaded inside her a second time, she joked once Jonna finally stopped that it might end up coming out her nose, earning a delightful laugh from her lover.
After relaxing together for a few minutes, Marielle making sure she didn't take out her cock, Jonna suggested she wanted to see Marielle ride her. She thought that was a fabulous idea, though she leaked cum all down her legs, the bed, and over Jonna as she got into position. Sliding down that cock forced a grin onto her face, Jonna's hands immediately caressing her body. She made sure not to try and take her entire length, not wanting to hurt herself, but what she took was wonderful in itself.
And this was obviously for her, as Jonna barely moved, just watching her ride, and when she licked her thumb and started to gently rub her clit, her eyes opened wide. "Jonna, it's going to be big if…"
"I'll catch you, but I want to see you cum while on my cock. Once you're done, we'll go to sleep."
She rode her for perhaps five minutes before the cock in her pussy and the thumb on her clit caused such an orgasm, she passed out on top of her. And proper pass out, the sort of eyes rolling into the back of the head sort of orgasm that meant she simply wasn't with it for a good couple of minutes. When she finally came to, Jonna was holding her softly in her arms, feeling her cock still resting inside her but not moving, soft fingers running up and down her back. "How are you, sweetie?"
"I'm not sure how to describe it. I've passed out before from an orgasm, but that was… intense."
"I have a magic cock." She met her eyes and they burst into giggles, sharing a kiss before agreeing to clean up and go to sleep.
Being held in her arms that night, feeling her cock poke her back, Jonna told her the story. "So obviously people learn about certain futanari who are rather well-endowed. Unfortunately, that makes us a target for chasers, the sort who only want to use me for my big cock. My fellow futanari can be the worst sometimes, but women… well, they can be just as bad. Many men think they can handle me but, once I reveal it, it sends most of them packing. So that's why I started the rumour about only being with men, as I'll be honest, most people are respectful because of that. When a cute thing like you shows an interest, though, I really can't help myself. On the positive side, you've been a generous lover, so if you're ever in town again, I'd love to share my bed with you."
"Can I ask a weird question?"
"Sure."
"Are all Redguard futanari so… well-endowed? I haven't met many, but those that I have…"
"We do have a reputation. Yes, I think the Divines blessed many of us with large cocks, though not all. But it's not all it's cracked up to be, Marielle. Not everyone can handle our size. I've had lovers who simply had to ask me to stop because I hurt them." Marielle shuffled back against her, feeling Jonna give her a squeeze. "Don't worry, I'm not lonely. I have a few lovers but I'm just more selective nowadays."
They eventually fell asleep, Marielle being woken the next morning by Jonna, her cock at full length and girth. She would have liked to have some more fun, but would admit to feeling a little tender, just like the night after with Saadia. It had been great fun, but knew at heart she couldn't handle it all the time.
Jonna cooked her breakfast before she needed to go, the pair parting at the doorway with a long embrace and kiss, Marielle assuring her she would return to visit one day if she could. It made Jonna smile, and she was feeling in a rather good mood as she boarded the carriage, asking the driver to take her back to Whiterun.
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