Fireside Tales of a Viking’s Lust

The fire in the longhouse crackled low, and I straddled your lap with the tablet balanced on my palm — yes, I know, a glowing slab in a Viking hall is absurd, but you pillaged a wandering merchant's cart for it and neither of us asked questions anymore. The video loaded. A woman with a body almost as good as mine — almost — knelt in front of a man built like you, broad shoulders, arms roped with muscle, a cock that made my mouth water on sight.

"Watch with me," I whispered against your ear, already grinding slowly against your thigh. "But tonight, that girl on the screen? That's me. Everything she does to him, I'm doing to you. Everything he does to her, he's doing to me. Got it?"

You groaned. Your hands slid up my bare stomach, fingers tracing the ridges of my abs, and I smiled because you never get tired of those.

On screen, the woman wrapped her hand around his shaft. I slid off your lap, onto my knees between your thighs, and pulled your pants down. Your cock sprang free, thick and hard, and I wrapped my hand around it the exact moment her fingers closed around him.

"She's stroking him now," I narrated, pumping you slowly, base to tip. "I love how heavy his cock feels in my hand. So fucking thick I can barely close my fingers around it. And he's already leaking for me."

I leaned in and dragged my tongue up your shaft in one slow, wet line, keeping my eyes on the screen, keeping my rhythm matched to hers.

"His precum tastes so good," I murmured, licking the bead from your tip, savoring the salt of you. "Sweet and dirty at the same time. Here — taste what you do to me."

I gathered another drop on my fingertip and smeared it across your lips. You sucked my finger into your mouth, eyes dark, and I felt my pussy clench around nothing.

"Fuck, Dax. Watching you taste yourself while I hold your dick is making me so wet."

The woman on screen took him into her mouth. So did I. I sank down on your cock until you hit the back of my throat, and I moaned around you the way she moaned around him, the vibration making your hips jerk.

"I love the way his cock tastes," I said when I came up for air, strings of spit connecting my lips to your tip. "I could suck him for hours. But my pussy's aching. I need his cock in me."

Your fist tightened in my hair. "Keep talking," you rasped. "Tell me everything she feels."

The video cut to her on her back, legs spread. I stood, stripped off the last of my clothes, and climbed onto the bench, lying back exactly the way she lay. You rose over me like a wall of muscle, and I spread my legs wide, hooking my ankles behind you.

"He's pushing into me now," I breathed as your fat head nudged my entrance. "Gods, he's so big. He's stretching me so wide it almost hurts — almost. Keep going. Fuck, keep going."

You sank into me inch by inch, and I narrated between gasps. "He's halfway in and I'm already shaking. He's deeper than anyone's ever been. His cock is rubbing right against that spot that makes me stupid."

When you bottomed out, I arched off the bench, abs flexing hard. "He's all the way inside me," I whimpered. "He's fucking me so deep I can feel him in my stomach. Harder. I want him to ruin me."

You obliged. You gripped my hips and drove into me with the full force of those thick arms, and every thrust punched a cry out of me. The woman on screen was screaming her own pleasure, and I matched her, taking you deeper because I could, because my body was built for yours.

"He's hitting my cervix," I gasped. "It hurts so good. He's going to make me cum on his huge cock. Don't stop — don't you dare stop —"

I came hard, my pussy clamping down on you, thighs shaking against your hips. You kept pounding me through it, and when I finally caught my breath, I pushed against your chest.

"On the screen," I panted. "She's about to finish him in her mouth. So am I."

I dropped to my knees again, tasting myself all over your cock, sucking my own arousal off you while the woman did the same. "I want his cum," I told you, looking up. "Every drop. Cum in my mouth, Dax. Fill it up."

You roared. Your cock pulsed on my tongue and erupted, thick, hot ropes of cum flooding my mouth. I held it all, letting it pool on my tongue, and when you finally slumped back against the table, gasping, I stayed on my knees and let you watch.

I opened my mouth and showed you the creamy mess coating my tongue. Then I swirled it, letting the thick cum string between my teeth, playing with it, pushing it out over my bottom lip and sucking it back in. Your softening cock twitched at the sight.

"His cum is so thick," I narrated, still in character, still your screen-girl made flesh. "I love playing with it. But I'm not done."

I leaned back, spread my thighs, and let the cum dribble from my lips down my chin, down my stomach, over my abs, until it dripped onto my swollen pussy. Then I pushed it in with two fingers, fucking myself with his cum, with your cum, rubbing the slippery mess over my clit in fast circles.

"He's cumming on my pussy and I'm rubbing it in," I moaned, fingers working faster, hips lifting off the floor. "It's so warm. It's making me so slippery. I'm going to cum again with his cum all over my clit — oh fuck — oh fuck —"

The second orgasm hit me like a wave, my whole body seizing, my abs cramping tight, my fingers buried deep. I rode it out with a long, shaking groan, and when I finally went limp, you were staring down at me like a man who'd seen a god.

The video ended. The screen went dark. I crawled back up into your lap, sweaty and wrecked and grinning.

"So," I said, licking a last trace of cum from my lip. "Which one did you enjoy more — the girl on the screen, or the real thing?"

You caught my chin in your hand, still breathing hard. "There was a girl on the screen?"

I laughed and kissed you, letting you taste both of us.

"Good answer, Viking. Now go fetch me some mead. Narrating a whole porno is thirsty work — and fair warning, next raid, we're stealing a longer video."

You groaned, but you went. And I sprawled by the fire, thoroughly satisfied, already planning the sequel.