Marielle x Maven Black-Briar x Ingun Black-Briar / Marielle x Olfina Gray-Mane

Marielle would happily admit that she loved waking up in the arms of her Nordic goddess of a lover. She loved waking up to any of her lovers, but with Mjoll the Lioness, she felt an added sense of protection, of safety, and definitely felt desired. She woke up with her enormous cock pressed against her back, memories of the previous night flooding her brain. Mjoll had fucked her for what felt like hours, fairly sure cum was still leaking out of her even after a few hours of sleep.

Feeling Mjoll slowly stir, she managed to turn around in her arms, watching her eyes slowly open, that gorgeous grin she had slowly break out on her face. "You wore me out last night, Marielle," she said softly.

"How do you think I feel?"

"Like a well fucked woman?"

Marielle reached down to gently stroke her cock. "I want to make love this morning, but I'll be honest, Mjoll. I'm incredibly tender this morning." Mjoll gave her a gentle kiss as she snuggled into her. "But I can't complain about being cuddled right now."

"I'm looking forward to sharing you with someone else soon. I loved the idea, Marielle. Still sure you want me in your arse?"

"Certainly want to try. If it's too much, I know Haelga really wants to enjoy anal with me."

"Do you enjoy it? I mean, really?" Marielle looked up, a little confused. "I mean, futanari enjoy it because it can make us cum without touching ourselves. But I've always wondered about when I'm with a woman."

Marielle couldn't help smile, almost amused at how unsure Mjoll sounded. "Mjoll, with the right person, anal is so good, I want it more than anything. But if I'm with two of you, I'd rather you fuck me though I always enjoy a good spitroast. Of course, could always invite a third and just plug me up."

Mjoll laughed at that before kissing her again, the pair snuggling for a little longer before needing to get up. Marielle had actually done little for a few days. She was barely a thief, so spent her time relaxing around Riften. Vex gave in easily and they'd fooled around a few times now, while she spent each night with either Haelga or Mjoll. She hadn't enjoyed anal with Mjoll, but on only her third night with Haelga, they ended up back in the Bunkhouse, and after the liberal application of oil, Haelga well and truly fucked her arse.

Marielle loved every single second. And, for the first time in her life, enjoyed an orgasm from that alone. She almost cried when she realised that. Even Haelga was almost overcome… then she came, and almost fell asleep on her. It was an emotional and humorous evening all in one.

Mjoll finally got up first, and Marielle couldn't help gaze at her cock swinging between her legs. Mjoll noticed her gaze and smiled at her as she pulled up her panties and put on a bra. Standing before her in just that, Marielle licked her lips as she was just… that word again, a goddess. When she was finally dressed in front of her, Marielle got out of bed to get dressed, Mjoll putting on her leather boots as Marielle dressed in her usual shirt and skirt. She'd always worn skirts as she loved showing off her legs. Sure, it was a little cold further north, but she'd just put on tight furs when required.

After breakfast, Mjoll headed home, joking she was still a little tired after the night before, sharing one last kiss outside before parting. Marielle headed straight back to the Thieves Guild as usual. She always felt a little guilty about that after a night with Mjoll, though she hadn't actually done all that much thieving. But she doubted Mjoll would actually understand. Haelga knew and didn't seem to really care, as they simply had too much fun having sex to think about it. Most days were spent lazing around the bar, chatting with whoever was around. Vex seemed to be waiting for the next big job, little wonder Marielle found herself taken by the hand to a secluded corner, where either one of them ended up on their knees, burying their face in the pussy of the other.

She really enjoyed her days in The Ragged Flagon with Vex.

That morning was a little different. As soon as she walked into the bar, Brynjolf was waiting for her. And she couldn't help smile when he told her about the next job she was to undertake on behalf of the guild. What surprised him was when she admitted they'd already met.

"Where?" he wondered.

"I shouldn't really say, but if Maven remembers me, she might be convinced quickly, though I'll still do the job for the guild."

"Well, I don't know how well you know Maven, but she is an ally of the guild. So just do what she says and do the job she wants. If you make her happy, then she'll feed that back to Mercer, and while I wouldn't expect much from him, you might find yourself given better jobs that'll earn you more coin."

"Sounds good to me, Bryn. Where am I meeting her?"

He looked me up and down. "Good thing you're not in our gear as it would look suspicious if you were to approach Black-Briar Manor. You know where that is?"

"Yeah, it's been pointed out more than once."

"Then I can only wish you luck when meeting her, lassie. Just remember what she is capable of."

Marielle wasn't all that worried as she headed out of the Ratway and straight for Black-Briar Manor. Knocking on the door, the door was opened by a vision of beauty, and definitely the daughter of Maven herself. The smile was instantaneous, something that didn't surprise Marielle anymore. She'd been called cute by so many women and futanari by now… "Hello. Who are you?" the younger Maven asked, a voice of pure silk.

"I'm Marielle. And you are?"

"I'm Ingun. Are you here to see mother?"

"I am, but I suddenly find myself wanting to talk to you first."

Ingun blushed, as it was rather obvious on her pale skin, standing aside and gesturing for her to enter. "Mother is in the dining room. Are you expected?"

"I think so."

"I'll announce you, just in case."

She followed Ingun through the manor towards the dining room, looking around to see the expensive furnishings, the wealth on display but it was tasteful, finding Maven sat at a long table by herself. "Mother, I have a guest. She's introduced herself as Marielle."

Maven must have remembered the name, as she turned to look at them, and the recognition was instantaneous, her eyes lighting up with delight. "Thank you, sweetie. I was expecting her arrival."

"That's okay, mother. I'm going to head off now."

"Sure you don't want to stay and meet our new friend?"

Ingun glanced her way. Marielle wouldn't mind her staying either. Must have been something in her eyes as she eventually said, "Well, it's not like I have a start time. What will you be discussing?"

"Business at first."

Marielle grinned at that. She figured Maven would be all business this time, and then when she returned, then something might happen. But Maven's eyes were already speaking volumes, and even Ingun seemed to notice. "Mother," she gasped.

"That why I'm suggesting you stay, sweetie. It won't be the first time."

"Wow. You're serious?" Marielle had to ask.

"Like mother, like daughter, Marielle," Maven replied, "Please, take a seat and I'll explain what I need. I assume you're here on behalf of a mutual benefactor?"

Ingun rounded the table and sat down. "Mother, please don't take me for a fool. She's here on behalf of the guild." Maven glanced her way. Ingun grinned. "Deny it all you want, mother. She's not the first guild member we would have fucked together."

"Holy shit," Marielle replied.

"Do you think my daughter is beautiful, Marielle?"

"Of course. She's just a younger version of you, Maven."

"Well, aren't you just precious. I'm fairly sure I used that word to describe you at the embassy. Which has me wondering what you're doing here on behalf of the guild. But Mercer spoke highly of your talents, so whatever reason you have, as long as you complete the job I need, I don't care if you pissed off the Thalmor a little bit."

Maven spent all of five minutes explaining what she wanted. It was an easy job from the sounds of it. Head home to Whiterun, meet a contact at The Bannered Mare, find some way of putting The Honningbrew Meadery out of business, then return to Maven with the good news.

"Now that's business over, I think it's obvious what the three of us in here are thinking. But you don't get the joy of my cock just yet, Marielle," Maven said, "My daughter, on the other hand…" She glanced across at Ingun, who smiled in her direction. "Well, my daughter has been blessed as well. She had a fantastic cock. She's satisfied many of our lovers. Should we adjoin to the sitting room for a while? I'm sure we can have a little fun before Marielle needs to leave."

So that's how she found herself in the sitting room, Maven and Ingun sat side by side on a lounge, Maven with her fat cock out, all oiled up and slowly stroking it, while Ingun had no problem stripping nude, while Marielle sat between her legs on the floor, licking her cock up and down.

"I'm looking forward to the same treatment upon your return, Marielle. Would you like my fat cock in your mouth?"

"Definitely?"

"Good. Because, after that, I am going to fuck you all night. And I know my daughter would love to be involved as well."

"I'm already enjoying her attention, mother." She'd already swallowed most of her length, head slowly moving up and down. She was going to enjoy blowing her. Pale but flawless skin. A pair of perfect breasts. A pair of long legs. Gorgeous eyes. She was beautiful. And her voice was just silk. "She seems to enjoy it very much."

"I love sucking cock," she whispered before resuming her blowjob.

"I had a good feeling about you at the embassy, Marielle. A shame we couldn't have a little fun there. I certainly ended the night stroking myself to a number of orgasms at just the thought of what we could have done."

"Divines, mother!" Ingun exclaimed with a giggle.

"Ingun, the only reason I'm not already fucking her is because her reward at the end of this will be my cock. In fact, I'm hoping her eagerness to enjoy my cock will ensure the job is a complete success."

Despite having her mouth full of Ingun's cock, she glanced at Maven and nodded eagerly. Little surprise Maven ended up undressing completely, sitting sideway on the lounge with one leg up, one leg on the floor. Her breasts were larger than Ingun, with the fuller figure of a mature women. A real mature beauty, and Marielle was already salivating at the thought of getting between her legs and taking that cock in her mouth. Maven could obviously read her eyes as she put a show on stroking her cock.

Ingun was loving what she was doing as well, soon making noises familiar to Marielle by now, fingers running through her hair, hips moving in time with Marielle as it was clear she was getting close.

"You're enjoying it, sweetie?" Maven asked softly.

"It's been a few days since my last blowjob, and it wasn't as good as this."

"I'm waiting to cum. I can see how good she is."

Marielle looked up to see Ingun watching her. Those gorgeous eyes made her smile. Ingun returned the grin, then groaned again as she was ever so close. Marielle kept on smiling as she felt the first spurt flood her mouth, and Ingun wasn't surprised when she happily swallowed nearly everything she gave her. Once Ingun relaxed, only then did Marielle removed her mouth, licking her cock up and down before kissing up her body and leaving a soft kiss on her lips.

Then they heard a soft moan, both of them turning to see Maven cum all over herself. Marielle thought it was beautiful, each spurt coating her chest and breasts in thick white ropes. Maven visibly relaxed, though kept stroking her cock, her fingers coated in her cum, as she finally looked her way. "Bet you'd love to clean me up," she stated softly.

"More than anything."

"Okay."

"Should I just get naked?"

Maven looked at Ingun, then she smiled at her. "Might as well."

Marielle stripped off before getting onto the couch, sucking on Maven's fingers first, enjoying the taste of her cum, before running her tongue up her thick shaft. While she did that, she could feel Ingun's probing her pussy with her own thick cock, glancing back as Ingun slowly slid inside her. "Oh fuck yes," Marielle moaned.

She refocused on Maven, cleaning up her cock before moving slightly so she could lick up and down her body, Maven eventually sitting up enough so they could share a first kiss, and that alone was quickly one full of more passion than she expected. Moving back down her body, she decided that giving her breasts would be a good idea, though when she felt two hands grab her hips tightly, she glanced back as Ingun was now getting ready to properly fuck her.

"Fuck me, Ingun," she breathed.

Ingun soon had her moaning as she eventually moved from Maven's breasts back down her body to her thick cock, Maven simply grabbed the base and lifted it up so Marielle could swallow some of it. "Fuck it, you deserve it now," Maven stated with humour, "Guess you might be leaving Riften a little later than planned."

"Don't care. Getting properly fucked now."

Having Maven's cock in her mouth was a good distraction, as Ingun was soon really giving her pussy the treatment she loved. Maven enjoyed her talents, cooing gently about how talented her mouth was, as Marielle swallowed nearly her entire length, but her cock was both thick and long, so she couldn't swallow the entire length.

"If you're wondering, they never really stop growing," Maven explained, "Not by much, but my cock is larger than it was twenty years ago."

Marielle just looked up and grinned, Maven running fingers through her hair, pleased with what she was doing. Now desperate to orgasm herself, she was able to use a free hand to fondle her clit, little wonder she was sensitive, and even less surprise that she orgasmed rather quickly. Ingun stopped long enough to let her recover before she continued fucking her.

"Mother, her pussy is divine," Ingun moaned, "I can't believe how tight she is. Are all Bretons like this?"

Marielle glanced back for a moment. "Oh, my pussy was made just for cocks like yours, Ingun."

"And mine," Maven added.

Marielle turned back, licking up her cock. "Maybe you'd like to fuck me together?"

Maven leaned forward and kissed her. "Oh, you are just a gift from the Divines."

Ingun came inside her within a couple of minutes, leaning forward over her, feeling her breasts press into her back. She whispered a few rude suggestions into her ear before leaning back, feeling her cock removed from inside her. As soon as she was free, Marielle moved, Maven doing the same, and Marielle quickly had Maven's fat cock inside her as well.

Hearing footsteps leave the room, Marielle had a good idea what Ingun was doing, but she just concentrated on Maven for the moment. As for her older lover, she immediately loved being inside her, hands at her hips, gently moving her hips as Marielle was quickly bouncing up and down. "Oh fuck, your cock is fantastic," she moaned.

"My daughter was right. Your pussy is something else, Marielle."

She leaned down to kiss her again, Maven actually smiling, moving a hand to her arse, picking up the tempo of her thrusts up into her. That just made Marielle smile, the pair wasting no time just properly fucking. Few words needed to be shared, just a lot of passionate kissing, Maven's hands on her body, and her fat cock pounding her pussy. Then she felt a presence behind her, and when she felt oil applied to her arse, she had to break the kiss with Maven and grin.

"My daughter appears to have plans."

Marielle just glanced back to see Ingun already with a lubed up cock. "I can't wait until you're in my arse, Ingun."

"Oh mother, we just have to keep her!"

Maven and Marielle both stopped moving as Ingun carefully slid her cock inside her arse. Marielle groaned softly, Maven's fingers gently stroking her back as Ingun eventually had her entire cock inside her arse. As soon as all three were comfortable, it's fair to say that Marielle was fucked hard by the pair of them. Maven was rather turned on, as she actually finished inside her within a few minutes, though there was no sign she'd stop fucking her. As for Ingun, she eventually leaned forward and started to really pound her. She could take it as she'd had more anal in Riften than in all her time in Skyrim before arriving in the city.

Maven and Ingun were both thrusting into her again a few minutes later, no surprise she managed to enjoy another orgasm. The sheer bliss of two thick cocks inside her in such a manner always turned her on. She spent most of her time making out with Maven, but Ingun was now leaning forward enough to kiss her neck, and if she turned her head, could just about kiss her as well.

"Are you enjoying my daughter?"

"Fuck yes. But your cock is fantastic too."

"Nothing like a mother-daughter threesome. We've shared women before."

"Glad you decided to share me."

"Ingun, we should try and cum together."

"I'm getting close. You?"

"Give me a few more minutes. I'd love to fill her again."

It was another ten minutes of hard, fast fucking before they both came inside her, Ingun finishing first, keeping her cock buried as she leaned against the lounge, Maven not lasting more than a minute longer before leaving a second load in her pussy. Marielle needed to relax after that, lowering herself down to lie on Maven, who simply wrapped an arm around her, the other one continuing to stroke her back.

"I'm impressed, precious." Marielle smiled. She had another pet name from a lover. "I do enjoy a threesome with my daughter too."

"Are you going to want her arse, mother?"

"We'll let her rest a few minutes. She's done very well, sweetie. And I do enjoy watching my daughter enjoy herself too."

Ingun eventually pulled out, Marielle lifting herself off Maven, lying back on the opposite off the arm lounge as Ingun got up and disappeared, returning a minute later with a bottle of wine, lifting her up and sitting her back on her legs, her still hard cock resting against her body. Maven shuffled across, spreading her legs again, lifting her leg to rest on the back of the lounge. "Well, it is a very pretty pussy," Maven whispered, and to her surprise, lowered her head and ran her tongue up her slit.

"Oh," Marielle moaned softly. Maven then kissed up her body until she hovered above her face, leaning down to kiss her.

"You know, my daughter's cock is right next to my face. What an unusual position I find myself in?"

"Stop teasing, mother."

"Have you…?" Marielle started to ask.

Maven smiled and glanced up at Ingun. Marielle looked at Ingun and noticed the blush. That seemed to answer the question. "Does that shock you?" Maven asked.

"Not really. Are you thinking something, Maven?"

"No. I was merely wondering what your reaction would be."

"Mother was my first lover," Ingun confessed. Marielle returned her eyes to her, Ingun smiling as she added, "Mostly it was due to because I was futanari. It took a long time to understand that I was a little different. But, more than that, mother and I have always been close. Once I was of age, I was the one to actually ask. Mother had simply been waiting for me to make up my mind."

"Wow," Marielle whispered.

"We generally don't tell our shared lovers this, but… you're different, Marielle. There's something about you we obviously both like."

"She's cute," Ingun said, "Fucking cute, actually. And the tightest arse imaginable."

"I'm thinking I'll enjoy her arse when she gets back. I have things to do, and while I'd love to stay here fucking you all day, Marielle, you have things to do as well. And you should head off to work, Ingun. I'm sure the old man is wondering where you are." Maven met her eyes. "Ingun doesn't particularly want to go into the family business, so I tolerate her passions for the moment. I'm thinking I'll make her come around one day."

"Or you'll just make me cum and think I'll agree that way."

Marielle giggled. "Well, I do love making my daughter cum. She looks beautiful when taking my fat cock."

"Okay, that's… kind of hot," Marielle admitted.

"Maybe some other time," Maven stated, sitting back before she stood up, helping Marielle to her feet. The three of them dressed, as their clothes were strewn across the room. Heading back downstairs, Ingun and Maven grabbed their bags and they walked outside, Maven locking up the house, before they split up. Obviously they didn't kiss or hug when parting, Maven heading off to see the jarl, so she joined Ingun in walking towards the city gates.

"I had a lot of fun this morning," Ingun stated.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Anything, Marielle."

"Would you be interested in joining me and a couple of friends for some group sex?"

"Who?"

"Haelga and Mjoll."

"And mother?"

"Mjoll doesn't…. hmmm…"

Ingun giggled and leaned forward. "I already know," she whispered, "My mother can be a divisive figure. I understand that. But she's my mother, and I love her. But I'd love to join you and your friends, Marielle. Are you aware of other futanari in town?"

"No?"

"Have you been to Honorhall? Probably not. The lady that helps run the place, Constance Michel. She's futanari. I don't think anyone in Riften knows except me. We're good friends. She's very shy, but get her in a room alone, and she's very loving." Ingun smiled at an obvious memory. "And Wylandriah, the court wizard to the jarl. She's a delightful Bosmer. Ever so friendly. And has a great cock." She paused. "There is one more I know about, but she's married and, despite our reputation, she's actually happily married and never strayed as far as I know. So I won't mention the name. But anyway, you have options, at least."

"I think you, Mjoll and Haelga would fill me just fine, Ingun."

That made her smile. "Shame mother wouldn't be welcome. But I guess that just means you, I and mother can have fun."

"That we can, Ingun." They shared a last kiss before parting, Ingun wishing her well as Marielle walked out of the gates, finding a carriage not far away, waiting for a passenger. As it was midday, they wouldn't make it to Whiterun, so the driver announced that he would head to Ivarstead for the night before completing the journey the next day.

Staying at The Vilemyr Inn that evening, she was left feeling that one patron in particular was futanari, and if it had been any other occasion, she would have spent all night flirting with her before hopefully ending the night with a hard cock inside her. But after enjoying the morning with the Black-Briar mother and daughter, she eventually enjoyed a couple of drinks and a meal before heading to bed.

Completing the journey the next morning, her first stop was Breezehome, Lydia in complete shock as she walked through the door. After an incredibly long hug, with a light kiss, but Lydia just wanted to hold her, which near enough made Marielle cry, they eventually sat down where she was inundated with questions.

Obviously she had to explain that contact hadn't been made with Esbern, Delphine already aware as she'd written a letter within a couple of days of arriving in Riften. She didn't exactly admit who she was working for, but told Lydia that she was doing some work that might earn her plenty of coin, and perhaps one or two allies for the future. "I have no idea what the future might bring, so friends in high places are always a benefit."

"How long are you here for?"

"The task I have to do shouldn't take long. I plan on having it done by tomorrow, then I head back to Riften."

"Have you been with anyone?" Marielle just gave her a look. "Or should I ask how many?" Lydia added with a knowing glance.

"I've enjoyed a variety of lovers, Lydia."

Lydia leaned in closer. "So have I," she whispered, "Aela and I fucked Ria last night."

"You did?"

"Wasn't the first time. She's loved it each time. We took her virginity regarding her tight little arse last night though. Both of us had a go."

"Who else?" Lydia looked a little awkward, so she asked, "Who?" again.

"Um, so… we enjoyed a little group sex with Adrianne."

"I thought you had before?"

"We have, but… things got a little crazy. So apart from her husband, it was me, Aela, Jenassa and… Delphine too."

"Holy shit! Really?"

"That's not all. I mean, is group sex that much of a surprise?"

"Well, I guess I want to be fucked like that eventually. So who on Tamriel did you decide to fuck?"

"Aela and I might have… fucked a priestess."

Marielle burst into laughter. If anyone could get a priestess into a threesome, it would be a pair of futanari. "By Dibella, Lydia. I almost hesitate in asking which one."

"Danica."

"To be honest, that isn't a surprise. She's a lovely woman, and considering you and Aela are… you. I'm sure you could convince a jarl to be fucked by the both of you."

"Apparently Aela had been with her before, more than once. She was very eager for me to join in the fun. Never thought I'd spitroast a priestess. Actually, double penetrating a priestess is something I never thought I'd do. Watching a priestess take it in the arse had me praying to Kynareth afterwards. Danica thought that was amusing, at least."

"So what you're basically saying is that, while I was away, you've had a lot of fun."

"Sounds like you've had a lot of fun yourself, Marielle."

"Understatement of the year, Lydia."

"Do you mind if I'm not here tonight?"

"Lydia, you live your own life. I'm only here tonight, maybe tomorrow night, then I'll be gone again for perhaps some time. Go and have fun. I'm going to have an early night. To be honest, I could probably do with the break! It's been an almost never ending supply of cock since I walked through the gates of Riften. Not complaining, by the way."

Lydia eventually headed out that evening while Marielle headed up to The Bannered Mare, enjoying dinner and a tankard before making contact with Mallus Maccius. It was a devious little plan he had set into motion, so after going over some of the finer details, she agreed to head towards the meadery the next morning and take care of business.

Returning to Breezehome without company was unusual, but it did allow her to sit back and read a book by candlelight, and just relax. She was amazed she didn't even feel that horny, not that she would have bothered masturbating. If she wanted to cum, she would have brought back company.

After breakfast the next morning, she wandered out of the city gates and towards Honningbrew Meadery. The owner, Sabjorn, was one of the most unpleasant men she'd ever dealt with in her life. By the time she'd finished conversing with him, she was pleased to be putting him out of business. He was also a tight bastard, refusing to give her any coin for the job she was to perform.

There was definitely a vermin problem underneath the meadery, but what she didn't expect to run into was some sort of lunatic, and he was one hell of a powerful mage. She had magic herself though, but had to pull back enough to give herself space to use her bow. Without any sort of armour, all she had to do was fire a couple of arrows to put him on the ground.

"Fucking lunatic," she muttered, finding a journal of his ramblings nearby, tossing that away before poisoning the next to eliminate the vermin problem.

Doing the same to the vat of mead before leaving, she headed back into the main building to find Mallus was watching and waiting for the games to begin. The Guard Commander eventually walked in to sample a new batch Sabjorn had been brewing. Mallus whispered, "This should be fun."

While she wouldn't call watching a man empty the contents of his stomach after only a couple of sips, the fact Sabjorn was led out of the meadery at sword point put a smile on her face. Mallus immediately took control, allowing her to search the premises for evidence she needed to take back to Maven. Finding another letter with the same symbol that she saw at Goldenglow, she didn't need much brain power to figure out someone had an axe to grind. She swiped gold, jewels and a few other prizes, heading downstairs to Mallus, who wished her luck and asked for a good word to be put to Maven on his behalf.

Though it was still only early afternoon by the time the job was done, she headed back to Whiterun with the idea of leaving early the next morning, chatting with a carriage driver, who agreed to wait for her, as she'd offered him a few more coin, asking they stop in Shor's Stone on the way. He smirked, stating he was going to stop there anyway.

It was quiet in Breezehome and she would admit as it approached evening that she had a hankering for some pussy that night. The Bannered Mare was full to bursting as always, Saadia greeting her with a grin, but after whispering her intention, the grin broadened and, a couple of minutes later, Olfina was approaching to serve her.

"What can I get you, Marielle?" she asked softly.

"Bluntly, I want you."

Olfina smiled. "That's what we all like about you, Marielle. You don't beat around the bush. I'm sure I can get off in a couple of hours, then get off with you again a little later after that."

"I'll take a tankard please. And I'm just going to watch you until then."

Olfina leaned down and gave her a soft kiss. "This is going to be a long couple of hours. My imagination will run wild, and I'll probably be a little wet by the end."

"Maybe you could give your panties to me while I'm here."

Olfina's eyes sparkled with amusement. "I think I might do just that."

An hour later, Olfina returned to her table with another tankard and handed over a pair of very damp panties. Positioning herself for slight privacy, Marielle ran a hand under her skirt and felt her dripping wet pussy. Olfina gasped slightly as her fingers rubbed against her slit. "Another hour," she whispered, "Then we're going to your place."

"I can't wait," Marielle whispered back, Olfina leaning down for another kiss. As she walked away, Marielle lifted her panties and inhaled her scent, Olfina glancing back and smiling. A couple of others noticed and chuckled. She was a regular so all they did was raise a tankard in her direction.

As soon as Olfina was done for the evening, she took Marielle by the hand and practically dragged her home. As soon as they were inside, Olfina was all over her as the somehow made their way upstairs, leaving clothing strewn behind them. By the time they tumbled into bed, they were both naked and there was no teasing, Olfina immediately spreading her legs and burying her face in her pussy, causing Marielle to cry out in delight.

And that was how the night went from there. They didn't stop for what felt like hours. Olfina would please her, Marielle would please Olfina, or they would please each other. They enjoyed countless orgasms. Despite feeling exhausted, they continued until they simply didn't have the energy to keep going. Marielle had an incredibly sore jaw by the end. Olfina joked her arm was sore from her fingers being rather busy most of the time.

But it was cuddling together once they needed sleep that made them both smile. Marielle would admit she really liked her, and Olfina's affection in return was obvious. She wasn't sure why they felt so close. But the sex they shared was always intense, passionate, and full of emotion. But they never promised each other anything, aware that these nights would not happen often, so to simply make the most of it each time it did.

Olfina knew she had to leave early the next morning, so despite the fact they both wanted to fool around one last time, Olfina dragged herself out of bed and started to dress first, Marielle eventually getting up to join her. Escorting her to the door, Olfina stepped out and turned around, the last kiss shared lasting… a long time. When they finally broke apart, Olfina dazzled her with a smile. "Don't be a stranger," she whispered.

"I'll try not to be. But whenever I'm in town, I'll be sure to visit. I definitely want more nights like last night."

"Like me that much?"

"I like a strong Nord woman."

That made Olfina crack up in laughter, and after a final kiss, she headed up towards The Bannered Mare. Marielle had already packed, so after grabbing her bag, she locked up her home and headed towards the gate and the carriage that would return her to Riften.