Author: Scytha Title: Barbarian Hospitality Summary: A Barbarian shield-maiden makes new friends as she is invited to stay as a guest at the Bear Tribe Content: MF. Anal. Oral. Fantasy WARNING, the following is a erotic story if you for some reason, (legal, cultural, divine)is not allowed to read such filth make sure you don't get caught now or stop reading until it is safe. For comments, praise, gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh or naughty suggestions; please just paste this link in your browsers address field and follow the instructions on the page that appear. http://www1.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=REFZROCBHEZXSGUZ YOIZ or send an e-mail to this address feedback.scytha@gmail.com Enjoy! Scytha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Barbarian Hospitality Tula drank deeply from her stein and with a deep sigh relaxed. A hum of voices echoed in the warm and smoky lodge hall. Large bearskins was hung strategically around the hall ensuring a modesty of privacy while ensuring that enough light and warmth from the huge bonfire in the center of the hall reached every nock and cranny. Here and there, she could see the shapes of other warriors and shield maidens in the haze and occasionally a thrall was outlined against the fire. The only ones she could see clearly were her eating companions. Tula settled comfortable back against the wall. It felt good to be back among her people. Even if the Bear tribe was not her own people, they were her kind of people. Barbarians and warriors, all who understood the greatness of nature and the honor and glory of battle. She looked around at her eating companions. Dosing on a huge throne facing the fire and covered in pelts was the tribe's old chieftain. On a mound of pelts to his right lay the chieftain's eldest son Thorulf and his woman Sigrid. They were busy with each other, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Tula politely looked away and instead turned her attention towards Tordek, the chieftain's younger son and her host. Seated on a chair, he was large and muscular like all barbarians with raven black hair. Like most warriors he only wore a short loin cloth made out of fur and a pair of fur boots. He had a metal circlet on his head to show his status as a chieftain son. At the moment he was busy gnawing on a boar's thighbone that he held in his right hand while in his left he held a huge stein of mead. Earlier the same day he had been out hunting when he was ambushed by a band of orcs. He had been hard pressed when Tula came along and helped him dispatch the orcs. Too thank her he had invited her to come and be a guest of his tribe. Having been trekking through the wilds for nearly three weeks, Tula had gratefully accepted his invitation not wanting to miss out on the chance to sleep under a roof and have bath. Tula pulled the wolf skin on her shoulders tighter around her. Not that she really needed it thanks to the huge fire in the center of the hall, despite her sparse clothing underneath or maybe it was residual heat from the sauna she had earlier. The sauna had been a new but very pleasurable experience for her. The Bear tribe kept a small but very hot fire going under a cairn of rocks inside a small hut made out turf. By pouring water on the rocks they got a steam bath. Tula had enjoyed the sensation enormously and had sat in there for a long time, sweating out the dirt from her pores. When she had almost had enough she had followed the bear tribe's custom and rubbed bear fat all over her body before scraping it off with a scraper, along with all the sweat and dirt that had covered her. Then she had steeped out of the sauna and rinsed everything off with a couple of buckets of water. Afterwards, she had felt invigorated and filled with soothing warmth. So instead of dressing completely again she had opted for a simpler outfit. Taking a thick leather band she had looped it around her neck so it looked like to top part of the a figure eight, then she had draped the ends over her breasts so they covered her nipples before using a needle to fasten the band behind her back. Around her waist she simply wrapped a piece cloth so that it formed a short skirt. She had tied the cloth together in the front giving the skirt a long slit. Still without a cloak or a bearskin around her shoulders like she had now she was practical naked. Still, she knew that she would not risk offending someone with her clothes since she was not the only shield maiden in the hall to dress this way, even if the majority wore the more common loincloth and a simple skin vest. It had not stopped her from being ogled by any man that saw her, which did not come as a surprise considering her good looks. Standing six foot tall with an shapely, muscular body with long blond hair and deep blue eyes, not to mention breasts the size of a goblin's head, made it certain than men would notice her. Though, her looks was a common racial trait among her people and most of the free women in the tribe shared them with her. Even if Tula still was more beautiful than most of the other women, she had seen at least two other that surpassed her own looks. She guessed that part of it was the charm of seeing something new, someone new and Tula sure had made given them an eyeful with this outfit. The leather band on her breasts only covered the bare essentials and the slit in front of her skirt offered tantalizing glimpses of her crotch when she walked. The thought off her crotch made Tula remember the transformation it had gone through today. Making sure no one was looking at her; Tula discreetly slipped a finger inside the slit in the skirt and felt the bare flesh around her lips. It felt weird feeling smooth skin where her bush had been. The sharp scraper in the sauna had, in addition of removing the grime on her body, also removed all the hair between her legs. Only a small patch above her pussy were the hair had been thickest remained and it too had been cut short. When Tula after the sauna had asked the woman helping her if this was normal, the woman had only laughed and flipped up her loin cloth showing Tula her bald sex. Standing up Tula made her way over to a barrel of mead and refilled her stein. Sitting down again she emptied half of the stein in one long pull. She savored the deep sweat flavor. If it was one thing she could say for certain about the Bear tribe it was that they knew how to brew good mead. It was strong too, this was only her fourth stein and she was already staring to feel light headed. Hearing a soft moan coming from the mound of pelts where the oldest son and his woman lay, Tula looked over at them. Thorulf had removed Sigrid's vest baring her firm breasts for anyone to see. He himself was busy sucking on one of them while playing with the other and it was this that had caused Sigrid to moan. Sigrid herself was not passive; instead she encouraged him by pressing his head against her teat with one hand. The other hand Tula noticed after a minute was moving around under Thorulf's loincloth. Sex among her people was something natural and nothing you tried to hide or be ashamed over like some of the so-called civilized people that lived in the cities did. Not that it was done completely in public, but when a whole tribe had to live together in just a few long halls private space was impossible to find. So sex moved to the side but not out of sight of the normal life that took place in the middle of the halls. This led to a healthy view on sex and it was few persons of either sex that stayed virgin for any longer time after they reached the right aged. While most tribes had a ceremony similar to the marriage the city people had, no one took it very serious when it came to sex and both men and women tended to sleep around. Any hard feelings this caused were nothing a good honest brawl would not solve. The bearskins to each side of them and the large bone fire in the middle of the hall turned the area where Tula and the others sat into a semi-secluded room. That was as private as things would get for Thorulf and Sigrid, so they would just have to go ahead and do what they wanted and ignore that the others were there. While Tula and the others just had to be considerate and ignore what they did. Tula politely shifted her eyes from the couple and looked over at Tordek, planning on asking him about the orcs that had ambushed him. Tordek on the other hand had his attention on his brother and his woman but he seemed to notice that Tula was looking at him and turned his head her way. She could see how he instinctively looked over her body and had half expected him to do so but she had not expected him to suddenly leer hungrily towards her. Looking down on herself, Tula immediately spotted the cause of his reaction. When feeling the newly shaved skin between her legs she must have accidentally caused the slit in the skirt to fell apart. Unlike the fine ladies in cities who sat modestly crossed legs barbarian women always sat in the most comfortable position, which most often meant like men did, with slightly spread knees. Sitting facing the fire as Tula did meant that she had just given Tordek a clear view of her sex. More annoyed than embarrassed, she nonchalantly covered herself up again. When she looked back up at Tordek she saw that he was slowly rubbing a large bulge in his loincloth and when he saw that she was looking at him, he pulled out his big cock in the open. "Well wench, come here and suckle my prick" Tordek told her with a grin. His sudden request surprised Tula and she felt her anger rising. "I'm not your woman," she snapped, though her testy response did not seem to bother Tordek. Instead he just smiled warmly at her. "I don't know how they do things among your own tribe but from your tales I gather that our customs are similar to each other," he said. "But among us a woman who shares a man's hearth is expected to obey and serve that man, even if the woman is a strong, proud shield maiden whom the man owes a debt of gratitude to. Since you did not asked to share the young women's hearth I assumed you knew what to expect. Perhaps, you have been away too long from your own people, living with the city dwellers and their kind that you have forgotten your ways." Hearing his words made her anger disperse and instead it was replaced with shame. Just like here the women in her own tribe was subservient to the men and had to serve and obey the man who's hearth they stayed at. Her long stay away from her own kind and association with independent females like the Lidda the rouge had indeed made her forget her people's customs. Despite being a proud shield maiden Tula had been raised from birth to submit to a strong man and she got a warm felling in her stomach when she realized that she had actually missed being bossed around by man. "Aye, you're right. I've been away for to long," Tula admitted. "So you'll suckle my prick?" Among her own people only a woman who one way or another had bonded with a man had to serve him in a sexually manner. A guest at his hearth would never be expected to do that. Tula knew that if she had said that in the first place Tordek would have dropped the subject but to do it now would mean that she risked insulting his hospitality. "Aye, I will suckle your prick," Tula agreed. Tula slipped the bearskin off her shoulder and stood up. It was warm enough without it in the hall and she no longer needed the slight modesty if gave her. She walked over to where Tordek was sitting and sat down on the floor in front of his chair between his knees. His large cock lay semi hard against his thigh. Fat veins ran along its length and its purple plum size head was still partly hidden by the foreskin. Its sight made Tula's mouth water and her pussy go moist. Sure, she had had bigger pricks when she had been away but few had been voluntary and none with her own specie. It acutely made her aware how much she had missed being among her own people where women were busty, men well endowed and everyone big and muscular. Barbarians were simply huge everywhere. Tula reached out and lifted it up while she reached inside with her other and pulled out his big swollen balls. As she did that she leaned forward a whiff of unwashed flesh, sweat and musky cock filled her nose. All tribes had one day a week dedicated to cleaning. Then every man and woman was duty bound to look too and clean their hearth, weapons and themselves. Of course that only applied if they were actually in camp that day and nothing more important took place. Tula already knew that Tordek had been out on a hunting trip during the last cleaning day and the next on was not for another two days. The bear tribe had made an exception for Tula since she had been trekking for almost a whole month before meeting them and prepared her a bath the same day she arrived at the camp. Just as it was no big deal if you missed a cleaning day, the same applied to bathing on another day, especially if you stunk. His smell did not bother Tula, instead it too reminded her of her own people. It was what she had learned to expect a prick to smell while becoming a woman. So it was with a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth due to some fond memories she grasped it with both her hands and squeezed and stroked it to hardness. The cock swelled noticeable as it became hard gaining another couple of inches in length and Tula suddenly found that she no longer could reach around it with her fingers. Leaning forward she begun licking the head and when it had a nice coating of saliva she moved down the shaft. Once the whole cock glistened in the firelight, she buried her face in his crotch and pulled his balls between her lips. Unlike the women the men's groins had kept all their hair. Though, Tula could understand why, she would not want to use a sharp scrape near her manhood either if she had been a man. It was not the first time she sucked and licked on a pair of hairy balls and it did not bother her even if it meant that she had to take a short pause to pick a few hairs from her mouth before she turned her attention back to his cock. Opening her mouth as wide as possible it was still a stretch to get the head inside her mouth. She paused once the head was in her mouth, sliding her tongue over it while she waited for the joints for her jaws to get accustomed of taking something this large in her mouth. After she had got used to it she began sliding the cock in and out, taking a little bit more each time. When she had taken almost a third of the length the head bumped against the back of her mouth and she gagged slightly. Pulling the cock out of her mouth Tula relaxed her neck before swallowing the cock back in until the head once rested at the back of her mouth. Taking a deep breath, Tula jabbed her head forcefully forward. This caused her to gag explosively but when it was over the head was lodged in her throat. After a few breaths through her nose to control her gag reflex, Tula slide the whole cock down her throat in one smooth motion until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She twisted her head around in a corkscrew like motion massaging the whole cock with her throat before pulling up. She repeated this a couple of times wanting to give Tordek a good treat. Tula was a good cock sucker so all men that she took in her mouth left with a fond memory but she felt deep in her core that a great tribal warrior like Tordek deserved her utmost effort to please him and was determined to go a little father than she would normally do. So when she started to bob her head on his cock, she let it down her throat every time which made it possible for her to take about half his length in her mouth every down stroke. She jacked the rest of him off with her hands and it was a sign of his size that she could use both her hands above each other with out them never bumping into her lips or his stomach. She could hear from Tordeks soft groans that she was making good progress. Obviously, Tordek thought so too because he reached down and pulled her off him. Tula looked up at him with a long string of saliva connecting her lips with the head. She always made a big mess when sucking cock, especially when she took them down her throat. "Easy, woman, don't go to fast. I want to enjoy this for a good while before I'm ready to grant you my offering," He told her. Tula smiled and nodded before bending down to resume her work. She took it easier, mixing in more licks and playing with his balls more. She stopped jacking him off with her hands but settled for just soft caresses and she did not take him down her throat as often or as deep. Suddenly she heared a shrill cry from behind her. Taking Tordek out of her mouth she turned around. On the pile of pelts behind her, Thorulf and Sigrid had gone from kissing to a good honest screwing. At least Tula assumed it was Thorulf and Sigrid since the only thing she could see was Thorulf big rump rutting up and down and a pair of female legs pointing almost comical straight up in the air. Of course, she could also see where their bodies met how a large cock was being shoved in and out between a pair extremely spread pussy lips. Sigrid had swiftly been reduced to sharp moans. Looking up at the ceiling and straining her ear, Tula had no trouble picking out similar moans from other sources so it seemed that Sigrid was not the only woman being plowed at the moment. However, if the bear tribes evenings were spent like her own many more was like herself currently experiencing the taste of cock. Smiling Tula looked up at Tordek. He was staring at his brother and his woman but tore his eyes away and smiled back down at Tula. He handed her his mead stein and she drain what was left in it with two big gulps. While she drank, Tordek looked at her with hungry eyes and Tula knew that soon she would find herself in Sigrid's place with Tordek in his brother's place. Not that she would mind it having become intimate with Tordek's equipment. While giving him pleasure her breast had slipped out from under the leather strip and Tordek licked his lips staring at them. Tula let him stare. Ones modesty disappeared after a cock had forced its way passed ones tonsils. After taking back his stein, Tordek pointed at his member again and taking the hint Tula got to work again. This time she used one hand to hold him so she could suck him. The other she slipped between her own legs to take care of those needs the contents of her full mouth had created. Tula lost track of how long she sucked him like this when he tapped her on the head indicating that he wanted her to get him off. Tula went back to sucking like she had in the beginning while she rubbed herself furiously between the legs. It did not take long before the head twitched and filled her mouth with her spoils. Drinking down the contents of her bursting mouth, Tula savored the flavor. She felt that a woman could be happy in a place that offered her such full-bodied mead and fragrant cum. Once his balls were empty and her belly full, she kept him in her mouth until he started to go soft before she spat him out. Tula herself had not reached her own peak so she rested her head against his thigh so she could look at his cock and was close enough to enjoy its smell. She was rubbing herself at a frenzied pace and with her other hand now free from stimulating Tordek, she reached down with it too and shoved a couple of fingers inside. That did the trick and a couple of moments later, mewing she exploded in an orgasm. Coming down from her peak she heard Tordek make a crude joke about her playing with herself but her head was still buzzing from her climax so she did not really ear what he said. Though, it must have been witty because she could hear both Thorulf and Sigrid laughing. Turning her head Tula looked at them. They must have finished fucking while she was busy sucking off Tordek because now they sat beside each other on the pile of pelts. Thorulf had not bothered to cover himself and was grinning when he saw her looking at them. Sigrid had wrapped a skin around herself and from the smile on her lips she too had found the joke very funny. But when they eyes met Tula saw that Sigrid's was full of understanding and sympathy for her and she understood that in Sigrid she had a fellow sister who knew from experience why Tula had done what she did. Tordek did not say anything to Tula in response to her service, he just tucked his prick back inside his loincloth, Tula had after all just done what was expected of her. But even if he did not say anything, he did not really need to since the warm smile he gave Tula was full of all the gratitude she could desire. Tordek clapped his hands and called for a thrall to bring them more mead. Tula hurriedly tucked her breast back inside the leather strip and rearranged her skin skirt. She did not bother to go back to her seat instead she settled down on a pelt on the floor besides Tordek's chair. A female thrall shortly came up to them carrying three large pitchers of mead. Tordek took one and filled two steins. Smiling he handed one to Tula who gratefully accepted. He looked at Tula and the Sigrid and raised his goblet. "To our women, hey know how to handle a man better than any other in the world," Tordek toasted. Tula, Thorulf and Sigrid raised their goblets in answer and drank to the toast. Tula enjoyed how the sweet mead filled her mouth and mixed with the lingering salty taste of Tordek's gift. "To our men, the biggest warriors in the whole world," Sigrid said and raised her mead stein in an answering toast. Again they drank, this time grinning due to Sigrid's interesting choice of words and Tula, agreeing whole heartedly with the toast, raised her goblet higher than the other. They chatted amiably while they emptied the pitchers of mead. Once they had drunk the mead, they got up and Tula went with Sigrid to get ready for the night while the men went their own way. After visiting the slit trenches Sigrid led Tula to the nearby stream. Tula washed her hands and splashed some water in her face. Sigrid handed her a cup and Tula rinsed her mouth before taking a length yarn root. Chewing on the end made the root split into hundreds of stiff strands like a brush which Tula used to clean her teeth. When they came back, thralls had already prepared the huge piles of pelts on which they would be sleeping and lit a small but warm fire in the center of their enclosed area. Sigrid said god night to Tula and headed over to a large pile next where Thorulf was undressing. Tula made her way over to Tordek, who also stood next to a pile of pelts. "So where are I going to sleep?" Tula asked him as she joined him. "Right, here," Tordek answered and pointed down at the pile of pelts. Tula looked around and saw that the only other pile in the immediate area was the one Thorulf and Sigrid was settling in on. The old chieftain was fast asleep on his throne and it was obvious that someone had decided to let him spend the night on it and had just tucked him in with a huge fluffy wolf skin. "And where are you going to sleep?" Tula asked after noticing that a third pile was absent. "Right, here," Tordek answered and pointed down at the pile of pelts. "I hope you don't mind?" "Of course not," Tula said and pulling herself tight against him, kissed him deeply. When Tula had arrived at the camp she had already known she would get fucked hard during her stay. After nearly a month alone in the wilds, a hot bath and dry bed was not the only thing she desired from civilization. After all, there was only so much her fingers and the hilt of her dagger could do. Even if sucking Tordek had come out of custom rather than desire the effect had been the same and after seeing what he was carrying Tula knew that she would be silly trying to find something better. Pleasant surprised by her hungry kiss Tordek reacted by grabbing her butt cheeks beneath her skirt and squeezing hard. Tula moaned into his mouth and pressed his pelvis against his feeling his hard cock, which in turn made her moan again. As they broke the kiss off out of need for air they backed off slightly from each other. This left Tula's most prominent feature free and Tordek was not slow to take advantaged off this. His hands swiftly left her ass and he soon had each hand full of breasts. It was not surprising that men found Tula's breast interesting considering their enormous size and firm looks. Tula herself did not mind the attention since her teats were as sensitive as they were big. Once when she had been incredibly aroused she had even reached climax from having them fucked. Tordek squeezed and caressed them before leaning down and sucking on a nipple causing Tula to groan. Reluctant for both of them he soon pulled up and kissed her again. "Let's get undressed and get to bed," He said and Tula did not need to be asked twice. None of them were wearing much and soon the lay entwined together on the pile of skins. After trying to best each other with their tongues for a moment Tordek slithered down and once again concentrated on teasing her breast with his hands and mouth. Tula just lay there panting enjoying it and growing more desperate for a cock by the second. But instead of a cock it was his tongue that entered her a little while later when he stopped playing with her breasts and put his head between her thighs. While not a new experience for Tula it was an uncommon one. She was more used to men expecting women to take them in their mouths without returning the favor. That was why Tula had come to fingering herself while sucking on a man since she had learnt that once his eruptions was in her stomach he was likely to lose interest in her. Tordek showed himself to be no fledgling to this art and with her unaccustomed to this practice it did not take long before he brought her to her peak. Tordek looked up at her from between her legs and licked his lips with a grin before crawling up on top of her to kiss her. Tula could taste her own juices from his tongue a taste she was more used to feel on a man's prick. Tordek positioned himself for the main event. The head of his cock felt like someone was pressing an apple against her opening and Tula spread her legs as wide as possible to ease his entry. With a mighty shove Tordek buried a whole third of his cock forcing a shrill moan of delight from Tula's lips. He had to make two more hard thrusts before his balls rested against her bottom. He paused slightly to get used to the warm tightness around his prick, something Tula was grateful for giving her time to recover from the orgasm his intrusion had caused. He began fucking her with long, hard thrust at a fast pace and soon grabbed hold of Tula's breasts as handholds during the fuck. Making Tula suspected that her breasts would have bruises the next day, just as she knew that her pussy lips would be battered and blue the next morning from getting crushed between their pelvises with each forward thrust. Tordek did not last long at that pace and soon started filling her womb with his seed. Tula had no trouble with his quick completion since she by then was nearly incoherent from the countless of orgasms she had had. Tordek stayed on top of her and inside of her while she calmed down but he thoughtfully took his weight on his arms. When she had recovered her breath he leaned down and kissed her gently. This made her recover even more quickly and she soon kissed him back even by now the kisses lack the hunger that they had had before. When they broke off, Tordek rolled off her and pulled out of her at the same time. They both lay quiet next to each other for a moment regaining their strength and senses before Tordek rolled over to his side looking at Tula. "Now I like woman who can take a fucking," he told her affectionately. "I've been needing that for the last month," Tula answered. Thinking back she realized that she had been needed a fuck like that for a whole year. Tordek started to play lightly with one of her nipples. "So you don't regret accepting my invitation?" "Heavens no, I had been looking for a roof over my head for over two weeks when I bumped into you." "And you don't mind becoming my woman and sharing my bed during your stay her?" he asked lightly. Tula rolled over on her side and faced him with a mischievous grin. "That's depends if you are up to give me what I need," she said and kissed him. Tula reached down with her free hand and took him in her hand. His cock was slimy from their combined fluids, which just made it easier for her to slide her hand along it to tease it into readiness again while they kissed. Tordek let his free hand travel down to her firm ass and explored its cleft. His fingers occasionally stretched down to caress her pussy but seemed more interested in her small brown ring between her cheeks. Tula soon felt him grow in her hand until the cock once again stood hard. That was another feature of the men of her people that she admired. Their great stamina, which allowed them accomplish great feats such as running down a great stag on the plains, not to mention performing great feats in bed. They broke of their kiss and Tordek looked her deep in the eyes. "Tula I know our customs are similar but I don't know what exact customs and taboos your own tribe have," he said seriously, "so you have to tell me what your tribe thought about a man taking a woman in her other hole," he asked and gently pushed the tip of a finger against the opening he was talking about. Laughing softly Tula clenched her butt cheeks around his hand. "From that cautious question I gather that you want to stick this roll of meat in my ass," she said grinning and squeezed his cock, "but don't want to offend me if it's a taboo for me." Tordek only nodded his reply. "Then rest assured that I am neither offended or is it a taboo for me. My tribe does not involve itself in how a man and woman spend their company. I guess from your question that neither does your tribe," Tula told him. "That's right, in fact we have a saying that states that the sign of a true shield maiden is when she can take a fucking in the back without uttering a sound," he said. Tula raised an eyebrow questingly. "There is no way any woman could take something like this in her ass," Tula said and shook his cock, "and stay quiet!" "Nonetheless, I know all the girls wanting to become shield maidens do it even though it isn't a formal rite." "It's impossible to stay quiet when a monster like this splits your asshole," Tula said firmly from experience. "A true shield maiden could, at least one from the bear tribe," Tordek calmly stated. "That sounded awful a lot like a challenge," Tula said after a pause. "Take it as you want; I'm just stating a fact." Tula had not planed on letting him take her in the ass since she knew that he was larger that what she could comfortably take back there. But now it was her honor that was on the stake and that she took serious. "Fine, I'll show you that I too can take it and stay quiet so go ahead and fuck my ass if you want," Tula told him. "There is a jar of bear fat near the heart. Go and get it so we can use it to ease the entrance," was all Tordek said in reply. Tula got up from the pile of pelts and walked naked over to the small glowing hearth. She did not bother to cover herself since the others was asleep. Crouching down by the fire, she looked around it and quickly found the small jar with bear fat. Taking a small dollop on two fingers, she reached around herself and rubbed it against her brown ring. Looking up Tula saw that she had been wrong about everyone else being asleep. Thorulf was wide awake looking at her. He was lying on his own pile of pelts directly opposite Tula. A huge bearskin covered him so only his head and arms was visible and it had only been his eyes reflecting the fire light that had made her noticing him. Strangely enough, Tula could not see Sigrid who should have been sharing his bed. But her absence did not bother Tula since wherever she was or whatever she was doing; Tula knew that she was in no danger. When Thoruf noticed her looking at him, he smiled at her and she smiled back, knowing he could see everything but was not bothered by it at all. Suddenly Tula's sharp hearing caught a muffled cough and looking down on the skin that covered him Tula now spotted a lump halfway down his body that was slowly moving. All at once Tula knew exactly where Sigrid where and what she was doing. Seeing where Tula was looking Thorulf grinned cocky. Still smiling Tula reached down and spread her lips so Thorulf could see her most inner parts. She could feel a large blob of his brother's seed slowly slide out of her and drop down. She knew that Thorulf had seen it because he groaned and reached down, pushing on the lump. Standing up and turning around Tula could hear soft choking sounds from behind her. Grinning she put some extra swing in her step to make her backside look extra good for Thorulf as she walked away. Tula knew from experience that what Sigrid was doing were hot and stifling work, especially when your partner took a more active part but from the sounds she was hearing Sigrid was just getting her reward. Slipping down besides Tordek and looked at him. He was staring at the roof and had obviously not seen what had taken place but when she lay down beside him, he turned his head and looked at her. Seeing her grin, he grinned back and said; "Sounds like Sigrid are getting a mouthful." "Aye, your brother makes her work harder than an two penny Acrillian concubine," Tula said. "I don't know what a concubine is but I do know that Sigrid is the happiest woman in the Tribe," he answered with a chuckle. "How about you make me that woman instead," she said and kissed him "Then get me ready and stand on your hands and knees," Tordek said with a grin. Tula coated his cock with a liberal layer of fat before putting down the jar and getting on all fours. Tordek got up and stood hunched over her rump and spread her cheeks. Tula felt the tip of the head touch her small opening. She remembered how big it had felt going inside her pussy and suddenly regretted going along with this. But she could not do anything about it because at that momentTordek started to force the head into her so Tula could only try and relax because Tordek was strong enough to get it in whether she relaxed or not. A sharp intake of breath from both of them signaled the moment the wide rim of the cock head slipped inside and her muscle closed around the shaft behind it. Tordek leaned forward and took hold of her shoulders. This made his cock from a vertical line with her thighs which showed that it was not the first time he had taken a woman this way, since this position allowed a man to thrust as hard as he could without risking of pushing the woman away. And thrust Tordek did. He only needed two powerful ones to become buried to the hilt. It was only from the white of her knuckles from clutching the pelt under her and two large tears rolling down her cheeks that you could see that Tula had even noticed him entering him. She had not uttered a sound though she could taste blood from were she had bit her lip to stop herself from screaming. With no pause Tordek started to fuck her ass in the same manner as he had fucked her pussy earlier. Grunting from the tightness of her ass Tordek listen for any sounds from Tula but could only hear her strained breathing. It took Tula every ounce of will power to prevent herself to cry out but she knew from experience that not mater how rough or how big her partner was, if he only lasted long enough she would start to enjoy it. Sure enough after a couple of minutes her strained breathing became more of a panting though she still had to struggle to not to cry out but this time for a whole other reason. Tula was beginning to think she could not take it much longer when Tordek finally with a groan shot his seed up her ass. When she felt his hot load burn the inside of her guts Tula's body exploded in an orgasm of its own and she had later no idea how she stopped herself from making a sound. Once both their climaxes had ended Tula could no longer support her weight and fell forward pulling Tordek along with her, with him landing on top of her. Regaining her breath, she shrugged to indicate that she wanted Tordek to get off her but all she got a snore was in response. Tula tried to get him off by herself but was too exhausted to do it. Instead, she accepted his weight and the feel of him inside of her as he was still buried to his balls in her ass even though he had now softened a little. Before Tula knew it she to had fell in a exhausted sleep. Tula woke from a short, sharp pain in her ass and realized that Tordek had just rolled off her causing his dick to leave her asshole in a none to gentle way, waking her. Tula tried to guess how long she had been asleep. The longhouse was almost completely dark, even the large bone fire in the center of the hall had died down to just glowing embers. Someone had while they slept pulled a bearskin over them. Tula reached down and gingerly touched both her holes. Unsurprisingly, they were both sore but it was nothing she was not used to and could not handle. Tula also felt up the offending tool that had caused her soreness. Being lodged in her ass must have had a good effect on it because it was semi hard and as soon as she caressed it in her hand, it grew to fullness. Letting go she settled down to get back to sleep. "Finished what you started," she heard whispered as she rolled over. Looking over her shoulder she saw that Tordek was awake. Sighing a little because she wanted to sleep but know that it would not be fair to leave him like that if he was awake nor would it be proper. Neither off her holes felt up for another fuck and her hand that had caressed him was sticky from their combined juices, not all of them pleasant ones. She had taken a cock from her ass directly in her mouth before, some even voluntary. Fortunately she had always a fourth option to fall back on. Flipping away the skin she knelt besides him and bent over his middle, pushing his cock deep in her cleavage. It said something about her breasts size that she could bury even a huge cock like Tordek's completely in tit-flesh. Only the head poked up between her full mounds. The juices on it provided enough lubrication when she slowly begun sliding her tits up and down his pole. Despite her reluctant to suck the cock due where it had been earlier Tula licked and nibbled on the head every time it appeared between her breasts. Tula was tired and just wanted him to finish quickly but she had to wank him with her tits for quite some time before he came. Her back was starting to protest over the bent position it was forced to be in when the cock pulsed and shoot a long stream of cum that hit Tula across her nose. Tula quickly stuffed her mouth with the head and encouraged his climax with sucks and licks. She let the cock blast her mouth full before swallow it down and he filled her mouth three times before he had finished. Spitting the head out, Tula wiped the cum off her face and licked the finger clean before falling down beside Tordek. She heard him say goodnight but before she could answer, she was asleep. The next morning Tula walked with Sigrid to the latrines and then down to the stream to freshen up. She noticed that both of them walked very gingerly being careful not to close their thighs to much. At the stream the first thing both of them did was to step into it and wash away the stickiness between the legs. Tula also washed her face since one of Tordek's spurts had hit her across the nose. When they got out of the stream Sigrid handed Tula a length of yarn root. "What's this for?" Tula asked. "You have cock breath," Sigrid said. "Cock breath?" "Your breath smells of cock and cum. Like this," Sigrid told her and breathed in her face. Sigrid's breath did indeed have a pungent smell of cock and sperm. Tula her hand up against her face and blew in it, smelling her own breath. It too smelled of cock and sperm, in fact it reeked even stronger than Sigrid's. They both spent a good number of minutes cleaning their teeth and rinsing their mouths after that. "I understand that Tordek last night well and truly welcomed you to the tribe," Sigrid said with a grin as they walked back to the longhouse. "You could say that," Tula replied giggling. "You seemed to get along well with Tordek from what I could see, though my own man kept me too busy for me to see much." "Tordek seems a nice and kind man." Tula said. "That he is. Both he and Thorulf are good men but Thorulf is bigger," Sigrid said with a laugh. "Tordek is plenty of large enough for my poor holes," Tula answered with a laugh of her own and reached back and patted her backside. "Aye, we were both impressed seeing you take him there and stay all quiet," Sigrid said with a nod. "He said that all shield maidens in the bear tribe could do that so I felt I had to prove myself to him." "He told you about that the little bugger," Sigrid said with another laugh. "So?" Tula asked wanting to know if she had been had. In that case she would definitively change bed partner. "Aye, even if there isn't anything that is required I don't know of any shield maiden that has not done it. I've done it myself once before I went through the rites as a maiden and if I had too I think I could do it again," Sigrid said, "but personally I prefer just to shove my face down into the pelts and scream my lungs out." "It did hurt like hell, right. At least at first." "But it is worth it. Make no mistake I don't start screaming until I start to enjoy it," Sigrid said and looked at Tula. "You seemed to enjoy it yourself at the end. You started to buck so hard under him that I thought you would threw him off you and I said to myself that is a girl who wants it hard." Tula did not say anything but her sudden blush was answer enough for Sigrid and they both knew that she had been telling the truth. "Afterwards, both of you just fell down and started snoring. At least that was what you were doing when I put a pelt over you against the chill." "So it was you who did that," Tula said. "Aye, I needed to fetch the jar of bear fat anyway." "I guess Thorulf got inspired seeing me and his brother." "No, I got inspired. Thorulf only got hard." Sigrid said with a chuckle. As they neared the building they could smell food cooking. "Seems that the thralls have breakfast going. I must make sure Thorulf eats properly. He needs all his energy, after all there is night after this day too," Sigrid said over her shoulder as she increased her pace. Tula thought this over and increased her own pace. She better make sure Tordek had a healthy breakfast too. The following days was spent with weapons practice and hunting when not required to do some mundane chore for the upkeep of the camp. Tula showed herself to be one of the best fighters in the camp, besting all comers except for Thorulf and Tordek. Not that none of the other warriors resented that since they expected their shield maidens to be great fighters. Most were just happy to see that Thorulf and Tordek getting a run for their money. The following nights were spent having passionate sex under the bearskins, much to Tula's undisguised delight. Each night she fell asleep satisfied after having got both her ass and cunt well and thoroughly reamed by Tordek, often several times in a row and Tula was not the only woman to walk a little bowlegged in the mornings. Though, she no longer had to stay quiet when she was taken in the ass. Instead she did like Sigrid and buried her face in the pelts so she could scream out her pain and pleasure. Every night begun the same way, with Tordek telling her to take him in her mouth and satisfy him while he finished his evening mead, just as he had the first night Tula had stayed with them. A number times after he was done, Tordek had Tula give his father the same service. Tula could see wherefrom Tordek and Thorulf had inherit their size even if the chiefs old skin-flute never got entirely hard. Still, Tula knew what an honor she was offered and eagerly drank the salty discharge the pour out after pleasing him by her best ability. Though, ordinary this duty fell on Sigrid. Almost every night, Tula saw how Sigrid after helping the chief to bed, knelt beside him and took him in her mouth. That was of course not the only time Tula sucked Tordek. It happened several times that she took him in her mouth both from desire and from being told to. Tula also found out that the tribe had a odd custom that they jokingly called spear polishing, were the shield maidens in a group would take the group's warriors in their mouths and bring them off. Tula did not understand what triggered the spear polishing though she noticed that it often happened after physical activities. Tula knew that the whole thing came from the strange status shield maidens had. They should be strong independent fighters and equals to the warriors at the same time as women they needed to be submissive to the men. This had led to that their relationship could be defined by a sort of hero worship with the warriors as the heroes and the shield maidens as the worshiper. It also meant that odd rituals and customs popped up in all tribes. Tula had once visited a tribe were at meal time all shield maiden's had to bare their breasts and hold a tray containing a warriors plate and stein while the men ate before they was allowed to eat themselves. In her own tribe, all a warrior had to do to make a woman go to bed with him was to tell her, only if the woman had gone through a ritual of bonding with a man would he be refused. It was no rule or even required by the woman. It was just that no shield maiden in Tula's own tribe would never dream of refusing a warrior his pleasure. This had led to that when she started adventuring she had to learn that not only could she say no to a man but also how to refuse him. Tula knew that it still happened that she went to bed with a very powerful man not out of desire but because this custom lived on deep inside of her. Her adventuring had also taught her to follow the customs of the people she was guest of. So once she had spent two days topless serving her host food on a tray. And now it meant that she eagerly joined in when the other shield maidens started polishing spears. She did it eagerly because she liked to suck a man off. Most of the time it was Tordek she went down on because as her host he spent a lot of time with her but a couple of times it was Thorulf and a few times some other warrior found relief in her mouth. Tula spent a great month at the Bear tribe before a restless itch under her feet made her move on. It was a tear filled goodbye when she left but she promised to come their way when autumn neared its end and spend the winter with them. Tordek followed her to a nearby ferry that would take her over a river and onto a road towards civilized lands. Their journey which normally took one week, took twice as long because they stopped frequently to make love. The last time was when Tula dropped to her knees and sucked him while they waited for the ferry to cross over the river to them.