1. The Storyteller of Brompton House - part two


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Rheged6, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    when the Aesir and the Vanir were at war, did they come upon the Hall of Hallbjorn Thorvaldson.” “Daughters of Hallbjorn Thorvaldson, your father’s enemy is among you and he seeks justice; Your lives are like to be forfeit.” Each of them was caught up in the tale. When Arndisa was ravished by six men in turn, leaving her a quivering sated wreck, cum soaked and dripping, Cherry felt exhausted. Likewise Bergdis experienced sensations of ecstasy mixed with shame, that left Sadie numb. Froydis suffered the oarsmen to have their way and cried in passion for more. “Nourish me with the seed of such warriors,” she cried, “that my daughters may be found worthy by Thor himself.” “Then was brought Ljota before Ragnar, and she stood proud." " Stay!” cried Alvi, wife of Ragnar, “hear me Lord, though I have been dishonoured in your eyes. Hear me, for the love we once had, hear me Lord.” “Speak Alvi Bjarndirsondottir, and I will hear.” “Lord, Hallbjorn Thorvaldson took your wife and shamed you but he was a kind man. Kill him now as you must, but put a sword in his hand so that he might die thus, and so enter the Halls of Valhalour. I will die on the pyre of his funeral ship and accompany him on his journey; but know that I take with me also the sweet memory of you my Lord. Do not ravish the fair Ljota, but take her instead for your wife; to comfort you in your hall in the long nights of dark, to serve you ale and wine, and to weave you a fine cloak.” “It shall be as you wish Alvi ...
    Bjarndirsondottir, if the maid will indeed serve me thus, and not be some sullen grudge. How say you girl?” Cherry, Sadie and Fiona were so caught up in the story that they jumped when Carrie spoke, “Lord, serve my father now with honour, and it shall be as the lady has said. I will prove to you that it will be so, never fear except if you see me as an idle plaything deserving no pleasure for herself.” With that Carrie stood; and in one movement removed her gown and stood before Cat naked. She stepped towards him and uncovered his cock and sat down slowly upon it. Cherry, Sadie and Fiona were stunned; thrilled, but stunned. In all their Friday nights there had never been nudity, and certainly nothing like the love making going on before them. And lovemaking it was. This was not Ljota and Ragnar, but Carrie and Cat. The climax was something to behold. The girls could see the spunk leaking from Carrie and their ears still rang with her screams of ecstasy. They sat still, and quiet, while their friend recovered. Eventually Cherry and Fiona helped her over to a settee. After several more minutes Cat stood up, and let his tabard drop to cover himself. He crossed the room to a large bureau and took something from a drawer. He returned and knelt down before Carrie. “Carrie, my darling! Are you with us?” “I, I think so. Wow, yes, but – wow, that was amazing.” “Carrie, my darling, will you let me put my Grandmother’s ring on your finger, to hold the space until we choose one together? Will you ...