Chapter 7 - Sira's Sexy Skyrim 06 – I took an arrow in the...

Sira's Sexy Skyrim 06 – I took an arrow in the...

As Sira the Dragon-born Nord made he way back to Whiterun from Markarth for the second time in as nearly as many days, she quietly laughed to herself at Sanguine's last joke. After gang-banging her thoroughly with his 'commoners', the daedric prince sent the naked cum-drenched warrior back to the temple of Dibella instead of her home.​

The second time wasn't funny for the priestess Senna, who was so understanding and compassionate when she arrived there the first time. This time she didn't even bother for an explanation, chasing the naked Sira out the door.  ​

Alerted by the commotion the city guards had come running, Sira had made her escape by jumping down waterfall, a move she had used before on a mission for the thieves guild. Jumping a guard from the water and then stealing his uniform, Sira then confidently strolled out the city gates heading straight to Whiterun.​

As she eventually neared the Whiterun gates, one of the guards called out to her to halt, noticing the Markarth insignia on her armour. “Halt there guardsmen, what brings you here from Markarth?” When the guard was close enough Sira lifted her helmet, “It's me, the leader of the Companions, it's a long story” The guard then lifted his own helmet giving her a wolfish smile before giving her ass a squeeze, “Oh yes Companion, head right on in, we've been expecting you.” Sira nearly broke the man's arm for touching her but then remembered the deal she had struck, “Oh right, that.”Sira had completely forgotten about the deal she had struck with the Captain of the guard after she had assaulted two of his men in a fit of rage. In order to not get detained, Sira had offered herself and her housecarl Lydia to the men and women of the Whiterun guard. Although tired from her adventure with the daedric prince Sanguine and his pose', the idea of taking on the entire law enforcement of Whiterun was pretty enticing.

As she neared her breeze-home she doubted Lydia would be enthused as she was, but the shield-maiden was as loyal as they came, and Sira had already dragged her into the deal. As Sira entered the house she casually racked her weapons and began removing her armour. Strange, usually Lydia would hear her come in and greet her, she must be out. Heading up the stairs Sira suddenly froze when she turn to enter her bedroom. The door was shut. It was never shut!

Sira began to relax, perhaps Lydia had just shut it when she left. As she went to grab the door handle though she began to what sounded like whimpering. Sira's mind raced, Lydia could be injured, tied up or even a hostage! So without a second thought, she burst into the room. The scene that confronted her however was totally unexpected. Lydia was leaning against the bed-head with only a bra on, fingering herself softly with her eyes closed, totally absorbed in her pleasure.

Sira wasn't shocked really, she just hadn't pictured Lydia being so... proactive about it. Sira stood there for a few seconds watching her before Lydia slightly opened her eyes, realising someone else was there the shield-maiden jolted out of her euphoria, grabbing the bed sheets and pulling them over her. “M-m my thane! How long have you been standing there?” Chuckling inwardly Sira simple smiled, “Oh not long really, but long enough.” Sira ended her statement with a wink, which seemed to make Lydia relax, pulling the sheets down until they only covered her lower half.

“Oh forgive me my thane, you shouldn't ever see my like this... and in your bed. Its just I didn't think you be back yet, and after we kissed...” Sira came and sat down on the bed next to Lydia, as she leaned in closer she licked her lips softly, before gently cupping Lydia's chin with her hand and kissing her. The shield-maiden surrendered almost immediately, letting their tongues intertwine, delving deeper into each other until finally Sira pulled away.

So hot right now that she could roast a skeever in her loins, Sira reached under the sheets until she found Lydia's already warmed up pussy. Keeping their eyes locked on each other, Lydia suddenly moaned as she felt the foreign hand go to work on her, closing her eyes again as she sank back it her sexual euphoria. Sira proceeded to finger bang her housecarl, re-engaging their mouths as she pushed up ever closer.

After a while Lydia was absolutely soaking and Sira removed her fingers for a taste. With the lack of attention cutting through her blissful haze, Lydia opened her eyes, seeing Sira sucking on her fingers. Groaning the shield-maiden kicked the bed sheets down further, “Mmm, my thane please don't stop.” Smiling Sira jumped on the end of the bed, grabbing Lydia by her thighs and pulling her down towards her. Lydia squealed in delight, then moaned in pleasure as Sira began to lick around her swollen clit.

Instead of going to town on her pussy though, Sira began to move upwards, running her tongue up and over Lydia's toned abs. She continued upward, only breaking off when she came to Lydia's black bra. Pulling it down, the Dragonborn then began to lick around Lydia's plump tit before settling on her sensitive nipple, sucking on it, then running her tongue around the areola. Lydia moaned again, this time running her hand through Sira's luscious golden locks.

Continuing ever upward Sira started to suck on Lydia's neck, rubbing the housecarls pussy as she did so. After a few moments however she pulled back completely, then grabbing Lydia's legs and raising them, she pushed her body forward until their groins were rubbing up against each other. Lydia then grabbed the back of her thanes head, drawing her into a passionate kiss, causing their ample breasts to rub together.

Sira then pushed harder into her houescarl, grinding their clit's together until they both had to break of their kiss and moan out in pleasure. Still grinding into each other, Sira looked down upon the dark haired shield-maiden, “hmm, I don't know about you but I could really go for some cock right now.” Lydia could only moan in response as Sira began to suck her neck again, “mmmm definitely”

Then if answered Dibella herself, the women heard a male voice coming from downstairs. “Hello, Companion? The Captain received word you had returned, he's charged me to come get you.” Both women looked at each other and smiled, then Sira replied to the errant guard mischievously, “We are upstairs guardsman, could you come up and help us, we seem to have a problem.” After a short pause of silence, Sira begun to think he had left, but then she heard the unmistakeable sound of boots on the stair rungs, although there was something off in the rhythm of his ascension. “Very well my lady, although I'm not sure what assistance I could be, my knee is still recov-”  

Cutting himself off, the guard stood still in his tracks at the bedroom doorway, it was like a childhood fantasy, so much so that his knee almost gave way on him. Lying on the bed in front of him were two of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, the blonde on top of the brunette, their pussies together and absolutely soaking. They both looked back at him in mock exasperation, “We seem to be stuck together,” then the other, “can you help us?”

Looking around himself in disbelief as if in some kind of set-up, he then looked up to the ceiling and whispered, “nine be praised,” before stripping out of his armour with a crazed intent. His seven inch cock already harder than dragon bone, he climbed over the bed end onto the mattress proper, before lining his member up with their soaking wet pussies.

Grabbing the dragonborn around the waist for leverage, he proceeded to push his cock between the two vaginas, splitting they apart with his girth. Despite the press of the two bodies, the area was so well lubricated with the women's combined juices that it didn't take much effort to slide in between them, and before long he was pumping back and forth as if he was fucking either one of them proper.

Both women let out a collective moan of pleasure as they felt his member stimulate their clits. Sira then leaned back, grabbing the guardsman by the shoulder, “Mm yeah that's it, I think it's starting to work.” Taking this as a sign to up the action, the injured guardsman took his now slick cock and inserted it into Sira's tight snatch. Arching her back in pleasure, her enjoyment was short lived however, as after a few strokes the guard withdrew from Sira then jammed his cock into Lydia's pussy.

The housecarl squealed in delight at the unseen penetration, grabbing her thanes ass cheeks and squeezing them as she got railed by the guard. Adding to her pleasure Sira started to gyrate her hips again, rubbing their clits together once more. As the two women began to make out once more the guard stated to finger bang Sira. When he didn't get any reaction from her, he took one of his fingers and began to probe her asshole with it. To the guards pleasure Sira gave off a soft moan, albeit one that was muffled by Lydia's mouth.

Continuing to pump Lydia with his cock, the guard also persisted with his attention to Sira's asshole, eventually getting three on his fingers into her tight button. This finally made her brake away from Lydia's mouth, turning back to look at him, as she did so a single strand of saliva could be seen still connecting them, hanging there until Sira spoke, “come on then, don't just tease me.” Not needing further encouragement the guard withdrew from Lydia's cunt, leaving her to moan in disappointment, before pulling Sira down towards him. Lining up his cock with her asshole, he slowly pushed in the tip, but once it was in he didn't hold back. Super slick from Ldyia's pussy he pumped into Sira's ass with reckless speed, he even grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling on it like reins, which made her squeal with delight.

Now feeling left out of the action, Lydia pulled herself out from underneath her thane until she was roughly sitting upright at the bed head, then began to rub herself furiously as to not lose her building pleasure. Seeing the shield-maiden's predicament, Sira lowered her upper body, allowing her to orally pleasure her ward. Not holding back she shoved her tongue in as deep as she could before taking a spare finger and sticking it in Lydia's ass.

After a few minutes of oral action the Lydia was finally nearing her climax, grabbing the back of Sira's head, she pushed her thane deeper into her. Getting closer and closer Lydia started bucking her hips slightly until finally she reached her limit, releasing her grip on Sira's head she came in buckets, gushing her juices into Sira's awaiting mouth, the dragon-born eventually had to retreat though as Lydia squirted right into her face.

The sight of Lydia's shuddering form was exciting the guard towards his own climax, with his grunts becoming more ragged with each thrust. Not yet ready herself, Sira reached back and grabbed the guards leg just above his limp knee, squeezing it gently he then grunt in pain not pleasure. Placing her hand on his chest as if apologising, “mmm, not yet handsome”, she then took her hand and started rubbing herself vigorously.

Finally coming down from her climax Lydia noticed her thanes plight and decided to lend a hand, sliding head first underneath the dragonborn, she moved down until she was directly under Sira's dripping wet pussy. Now in a 69 position with her thane, Lydia began tonguing the entryway to Sira's love tunnel with the same enthusiasm her thane had a few minutes ago.

The three lovers went at it like this for several more minutes and despite her housecarls enthusiastic efforts Sira began to realise she wasn't going to get off in this session. Her pleasure was building, but just as she surmised, the guards grunts started to become ragged once more. Sira doubted tweaking his injured knee would have the same affect as last time, and despite her need for more, she thought it best to help bring on his climax, Turning around and arching her back she seductively cried out to him, “Mmm, yeah baby, give us everything you got!”

This seemed to send him over the edge, as grunting hard, he pumped into the dagonborn with an increased intense pace. However instead of exploding into Sira's ass, the guard surprisingly withdrew, pumping his length with his hand a few more times before exploding all over Lydia's face.

The move also caught the shield-maiden by surprise, causing her to squeal in both shock and playful delight. The guard must have been backed up for quite some time as after blasting Lydia with his huge load, he leaned forward resting his still spasming cock atop of Sira's ass cheeks. Cum spurted out across her rear deck a few more times, with the guard milking his cock for every last drop, until finally he was spent, falling backwards onto the bed end to enjoy the view.

Sira held position for a while, feeling the cum drip down over her pussy. She looked underneath herself to see Lydia's cum covered face with her mouth wide open, catching the cum as it fell. As it flowed to drips Sira finally moved turning her body around till she and Lydia were aligned, taking a moment to admire the shield-maiden's cum covered features, Sira then proceeded to lick up the globs of sticky liquid. Once she had a sizeable amount she leaned over Lydia's open mouth and started to drizzle it in. Taking it all in Lydia then swirled it around in her mouth before the two women engaged in a passionate kiss.

As Sira finally withdrew from the embrace, strands of cum hung freely connecting the two. Sira continued to lap up the left over cum, however this time she kept it, opening her mouth to show the exhausted guard her efforts, before swallowing the salty seed. Still in the after glow of the best sex in his life the guard simply chuckled, “Well if you like that, I know where to find plenty more.” Moving with cat-like prowess Sira prowled over to the guard, grabbing his semi-erect cock with one hand before licking the remaining cum off his tip, then looking up at him seductively she replied, “Mmm, I have no doubt.”

With that the guard got up, gathering up and re-donning his gear he made to leave, “So shall I inform the Captain that you will be along promptly?” As he posed his question the guard saw that Lydia had now moved behind her thane and was liking her out. Sira moaned softly before turning around to watch Lydia work, seeing her enthusiasm Sira then turned back to the guard, “Uh, yeah, we might need some extra time.”  

Already starting to harden again, the guard hastened to move before he'd be unable to leave at all, “An hour then?” The only response he got was an; “uh, yeah” Though he couldn't tell if the dragonborn was replying to him or moaning at Lydia. Regardless he had done his job, and more, so he left the house with no doubt he would be seeing the two women again soon.

Left to their own devices again, the two women pleasured each other for nearly 40 minutes. Unable to reach climax though, Sira was desperate to get off, so much so that but the time they were done she was hurrying Lydia out the door. Seeing no need to thoroughly clean themselves as the would soon be dirty again, the two women simply put their underwear on, before donning large fur coats over the top to disguise them on their short trip to the city barracks.

As they exited the breeze-home it was already night time, and although dusk was only a few hours ago, there was still very little foot traffic. As they passed some on duty guards, the men began to leave their post, following the two women to their destination. As they neared the barracks these guards moved ahead of them, opening up the doors for them, allowing them to stroll into the main mess hall.  

The large rectangular room was largely devoid of furniture besides a few tables and benches pushed up against the wall. In the centre of the space where several large woven and fur skin mats. This was where the guards had congregated, all in their loin cloths, they were talking amongst themselves not doubt waiting for the women to arrive. In fact Sira only saw three guards still in their armour, and all where against the walls, as she moved closer she realised these were female guards, most likely preferring to watch the show then be in it.

As the two women approached the centre of the room the men all turned around towards them. All in all Sira guessed there was about twenty guards total. As the two arm linked women neared the men, an older, but powerfully built bald man step forward. Sira remembered him as the captain; “I was starting to wonder if you would not honour our deal Companion,” taken aback by the statement, Sira observed the captain coldly; “I always honour my deals.”

Still wet and eager to get off, Sira didn't want to waste anymore time, especially when there was so many strapping men ready to fuck her brains out within a few paces. Tossing her fur coat off, Sira walked over to the captain, reaching into his loin cloth and pulling out his meaty cock, “shall we lead your men by example Captain?” More of a statement then a question Sira was already getting down on her knees when the captain replied, “so be it companion.”

Straight away the dragon-born took a healthy dose of cock into her mouth, making the captain harden to a thick six inches almost immediately. Joining the action Lydia came and knelt down beside her thane, with Sira passing the captains cock over to her. The two woman worked the captains member jointly for a minute or so until Sira made an observation, “your men are a little timid don't you think, I mean at this rate we'll be here for days.” The captain obviously lost in his own pleasure simply nodded before turning to face his men, “come on lads, don't just stand there with hard ons like elven mages reading books, show the companion the measure of the men of Whiterun.”

This finally seemed to spur the guardsmen into action as they came and encircled the two women. While Sira continued to blow the captain, one of the men guided Lydia's face away from her thane and onto his cock. Soon both women were jumping between several different cocks, throating them with wild intent, while they continuously jacked others with their spare hands.

Sira and Lydia continued to service the guards orally for some time. Too long for the dragonborn. Sira was hoping that some one would take the initiative and change up the stalemate. Soon Sira was done waiting, standing up she grabbed the captain by the shoulders, before pushing him roughly onto the floor. Not pleased with the rough conduct he made to sit up and speak, but Sira was having none of it, putting her leg onto hist chest and pushing him down further. Slinking out of her underwear, Sira then re positioned herself above his groin before holding his cock in place with one hand as she lowered herself onto it.

Although her cunt was considerably wet, it was still extremely tight, and it took a few moments for her to ease herself completely onto his length. Once she bottomed out Sira took a moment to enjoy the sensation of being filled with the captains full length, before she started gyrating on it, slowly grinding herself against him. The captain took the opportunity to reach up and feel her ample breasts, pulling down her bra, then squeezing them gently. Sira decided to give him a little bit more, removing her bra completely and tossing it to one side, before leaning down till her breast were nearer to his face.

As the captain pumped into her, the female warrior looked up at the other guards who were standing around enjoying the spectacle, most of them jacking their cocks in anticipation. Jeez, Sira thought, she might as well be an actual Dragon, as these men were so intimidated. She even looked over to her housecarl Lydia who was still giving a rather vigours blow-bang. “You know boys, we both have more than one hole!”  

Finally she was rewarded with some more action. One of the younger guards, a tall man with hair almost as blonde as Sira's, came and knelt behind the dragonborn. Grabbing onto one of Sira's ass cheeks to steady the rutting couple, he spat on his 8 inch member before slowly easing into her tight hole. Once he worked the majority of his length into her, he started to pump away, eventually working into a good rhythm with his captain. Sira let out a cry of pleasure, the feeling of two fat cocks in her was just what she was after.

“Oh yeah, that's it give it to me, show me what you ca- mmffllll!” Sira's cries of pleasure were cut off as another cock enter her, this time in her mouth. The guard in her mouth didn't offer her any quarter however, fucking her mouth hard and fast from the get go. Sira's mouth swelled with saliva, as thick strands of it rolled down her chin, making the captain twist his head to avoid it falling on him. Every couple of strokes the guard would push another inch or so down her throat until he was balls deep. Holding it there for a few seconds, tears began to run down Sira's cheeks as she winced slightly, some of it running over the purple war paint she had over her left eye.

It suddenly dawned on the dragonborn that getting drilled in all her holes at the same time had just become an regular occurrence for her. Not that she minded. Neither did her housecarl apparently, as Lydia was also sandwiched between three cocks, her back to the man in her ass, he held her up as another slammed her cunt, whilst the third had her head upside down as he throat fucked her.

Suddenly Sira was brought back to her current situation as she felt the captain begin to swell inside her. Sure enough after a few strained grunts the captain began to blow his load, pushing deep as he could as he coated the inside of her cunt his his seed. After a few moments of enjoying his after glow, the captain withdrew from Sira, letting some cum leak out onto the fur mat underneath.

Eager to continue the action and with captain seemly trapped underneath her, Sira pushed the man skull fucking her away, allowing her to take in some deep breaths. As he moved to re-engage her face she grabbed hold of his cock, squeezing it slightly, before she turned around to address the man in her ass. Asking in a sultry tone, “Lift me up would you”, the young man simply nodded, scooping up her legs before carefully hoisting himself back to a standing position, all the while staying buried in her ass.

During the movement she had released her grip on the cock of the guard who was skull fucking her, and now he was eager to resume. This time however he moved to engage her now used pussy. He didn't seem to be deterred by the sloppy seconds, and if he brought the intensity her had with her mouth, neither did Sira.  

Holding her upright jointly the two guards assaulted her holes with the speed an precision of a dwmer piston at peak capacity. This was it Sira thought, she was finally going to reach the climax she had desperately wanted all day. Her mouth unoccupied she howled in pleasure, almost unleashing her thu'um, as she neared her climax. She was so close when she began to heard the strained grunts of the guard in her ass. Not going to be denied she cried out; “C'mon boys, I'm so close, give me everything you have!”

Spurred on by her words the two guards started pumping into her with almost reckless abandon, straining as they gave it all they had. It was enough for the dragonborn as she rode their cock's into ecstasy, cumming with the force of a blizzard, squirting her juices as she clamped down hard on the man in her pussy, sending him over the edge, which in turn triggered the other. In fact the young guard in her ass came so hard that his legs turned to jelly, buckling and loosing balance, he fell backwards, bringing the dragonborn with him. As she fell backwards the guard in her pussy popped out; still cumming her spurted the last of his seed across her abdomen, before falling to his knees equally weakened.

As Sira lied there, a spasoming cock still in her ass, she saw two of the female guards together against the far wall rubbing their pussies furiously. A third, an attractive red-head, had actually come over to the group and was performing her own blow-bang on several of the male guards.

Suddenly her attention was drawn by the sound of groaning, she looked over to see a guard frantically pumping into Lydia's pussy, until he withdrew and hastily moved to Lydia's mouth, unleashing a load across her face and down her throat.

Finally the guard in Sira's ass withdrew from her, leaving her lying there on the soft fur rug as cum slowly leaked out of her. Scooping some up with he fingers she then rolled onto her stomach, her lower legs kicking excitedly in the air as she gave her cum covered finger a taste. As she sucked on it, she glanced around the room once more. Lydia was bent over doggy-style as a guard was above her drilling her ass, the red-head guard was riding one of her colleagues reverse cowgirl as she sucked and jacked three more, and now finally the two other female guards were removing their gear. Finally she looked up at the five or so guards patiently waiting on her as they vigorously jacked their cocks. Sira stared at them seductively, “Hmmm, lets get this party started.”

With that it soon turned into a full blown orgy as the male guards were fucked and sucked in various ways by the five volupturous vixens. No hole was left unused, and no rod unattended for next several hours. The dam had finally broke for Sira as well, as she now found herself orgasming on a near regular basis.

Cum covered and loving it, Sira was on all fours getting pumped in her pussy while she made out with Lydia who was in a similar position, when suddenly she heard the main doors burst open. “Where the hell is the guard!? I'll have some ones head for this!” The speaker revealed herself as Irileth the Dunmer nightblade and housecarl to Jarl Balgruuf. Running into the mess hall, she stopped in her tracks at the sight in front of her, “My god!” Breaking free from her shock she angrily yelled at them, “For divines sake you wretches get up and grab your gear, we are under attack!”

A sudden panic erupted over the orgy participants as they clamoured to get up and don their gear. Running past the dark-elf was the captain of the guard, and upon seeing his bald head Irileth pointed at him singling him out, “You! I'll have your head for this!”

As the guards went steaming out the doors, helmets half on and belts unbuckled, Sira and Lydia moved to follow. Irileth stopped them in their tracks, “You two, where is your gear, oh its you, My gods woman look at you!” She then look at her companion, “Lydia!?” Both women looked sheepishly at the ground, then at each other, as if being scolded by their mother. Irileth was perfect for the role however; “For divines sake I'd come to expect such behaviour from those dim-witted guards but not you two.” The dark elf sigh before continuing, “Quickly grab your gear, divines know we are going to need you.” Before Irileth ran out the doors, Sira called after her, “Is it a dragon?” “No” the dark elf replied, “it's vampires.”

Running down to the city gates behind Irileth, Sira sent Lydia to retrieve their weapons from the breezhome. Seeing the guard spread out she surmised the vampires must be in other parts of the town. As they neared the gates though it appeared that it was wear the main melee was taking place. They vampires numbering twenty or so seemed to be pushing forward, with only a great hammer wielding orc wearing an armour Sira didn't recognise holding his ground.

Blasts of destruction magic were going off as Irileth lept into the fray. Her longsword snacking out like a viper strike, cutting down a vampire thrall. Sira also heedlessly attacked, wearing only her underwear, and her cum covered fists her weapons, she used her thu'um to speed up her perception.

The dragonborn dived under a blast of frost magic, coming up at it's wielder like a pouncing sabre cat, grabbing the vampire around the throat. She lifted the creature of the ground with her one arm, slowly strangling it until it fought back, trying to drain her life with some spell. By then it was too late though and Sira squeezed harder snapping its neck.

It must have been their leader or master as the other vampires turned to her, hissing at her before charging. Rolling away she scooped up a fallen guards longsword, smiling, she then pressed her attack. Although usually accustomed to a two handed wielding style, she was far from shabby in her one handed skill, and her twirling blade soon turned the melee in a vampire theatre of death.  

In a storm of steel blood and flying cum, she cut her my to Irileth, who seamlessly adjusted her style to accompany a partner. Moving back to back the mowed through the remaining vampires and their death hounds. What had felt like minutes was actually mere seconds, and as she looked around the area the only hostile she saw alive was vampire hissing on its back just before its head was crushed by the orcs hammer.

Holstering the war-hammer on his back, the orc then turned to address the remaining guards and onlookers. “Hear me, people of Whiterun, this attack is just the beginning! I came hear seeking able body warriors to join the Dawnguard and fight this growing vampire threat. Though judging by how feeble your defences are I don't know if I should bother.” He then laughed harshly before continuing, “hell even this bare-fisted whore fought better than any of you.”

The orc then made his way over to the two female warriors, “My name is Durak. You two seem capable, you should come join the dawnguard, so we can destroy these abominations where they hide.” Irileth's reply was sharp but courteous, “Your cause is just warrior, but I am sworn to protect Jarl Balgruuf the Greater, and that is where I must remain. Now I must see to the wounded” Durak then turned towards Sira, “well I've never seen a whore with your martial skill before, but at this point I'll take who I can get.” Sira understood how she looked at this time but was angry nevertheless, “I am no whore! I am Sira leader of the Companions.” Durak looked her up and down, “Heh, I've heard rumours about your guild Companion, very well head to fort Dawnguard, south-east of Riften.” He held out a hand to shake on, but as Sira raised hers he quickly withdrew, “I'll um, um, I'll take your word for it.” 

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