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[Quky]

 

Yep, orc is still better than everything, ever!!! Any new comics with her in the future btw ? 

[Melow]

Orca the .... orc.   in her battle armor....

 

 

 

Some deathhound love

 

 

 

 

 

Ysolda having fun

 

 

 

 

The really first sexshots i do, be gentle with me 

 

 

edit : just realised the first pic had the eyes closed, whatever....

[Guest mercury11]

CANINE CUDDLE III

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[rorycampbell<3]

Elven princess getting fucked

 

 

 

 

 

 

[pinky6225]

Wonder which mod added this to riverwood

[skill75]

Kity Orgy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[payes]

 

Kity Orgy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is that the UNPBO body?

[rhelives]

Bleh took a lot longer for a number of reason, but here's the next bit.

 

Chapter 3: The Start of a Legend

As much as I didn't want, it was time to head into Whiterun.  Going there with the slave trade was going to be a pain for a number of reasons, but I had already picked the smaller surround villages clean of work.  For once the rumors were not exaggerated.  Even after only a few steps into town, I could see scores of tied up or in chains, marked by the collars around their neck.  I was liking this place already, the right mix of risk of reward.

 

 

Brutus: "Hey you dumb bitch, what do you think you are doing?"

Astarte:  "Unless you're trying to get me to put my axe in your face, you better watch it."

B: "You're the one who needs to watch it dumb ass!  This Whiterun, even if you're a free woman you need to take your clothing off."

Taking another look around, even the woman who didn't have slave collar were all indeed naked like he said.  A: "Seriously, I don't know if I should buy the Jarl a drink or punch him."  I started peeling off my armour and tossed it into my pack while the man just stood there and leered.

B: "Spirit and nice body, you ever get tired of thinking for yourself, come and see me."

A: "Keep dreaming, maybe I'll give you a pity blow one of these days."

 

 

 

I made my way through town, hunting for work.  There was a good amount, about what you expect for a city this size.  Bounties on nearby bandits and wild animals, some feuding clans looking for help, and of course a place to sell any slaves you catch.  To see if there anything else around and to restock on supplies, I headed to the town larger inn, The Bannered Mare.



It was surprisingly packed, it looked like pretty much every free woman in town was here.  Luckily there was a spot open at the bar so I headed over there.  However I was barely sitting down before one of the town guard burst in front door.

 

 

"The city is under attack by a dragon!  The Jarl will reward any who are willing to help the guard put down the beast.  All who will answer the call must meet us outside in 5 minutes."

He got more then a few laughs from the assorted crowd, most not taking him seriously.  Who could blame them, since everyone knew that the dragons were long dead.  Knowing first hand they weren't quite as dead as one might hope, I quickly started putting my armor back on and headed down to the stables.

 

 

 

There wasn't a big crowd waiting, mostly a bunch of nords either too dumb, curious, or drunk to stay away.  It didn't take long for the guard, lead by some Dunmer, came out and lead us off toward some tower.  Apparently that's were the dragon had been attacking.  However by the time we got there it looked like he was long gone.  However given the amount of damage and fire, it certainly looked like whatever at hit Helgen had been here.  The elf had us fan out and look for any survivors of the attack in the rubble.  That's when one of the guards spotted the dragon, coming in fast from the southern mountains.


Those smart enough or sober enough took cover behind the tower or it's pieces as the dragon sprayed the area with flame.  The ones with bows or magic did their best to return fire, but his speed and distance made most shots go awry.

 

 

I found myself hiding next to what seemed to be a tall brown woman with a great-sword.  A:  "You know on second though, coming out here to with a dragon without a ranged weapon might have been a mistake.  I am strongly considering learning how to use a bow."

The woman let let out a laugh at that.  She peeked her head up, only to quickly draw it back in as another fireball flew past.  Darness:  "It's funny you should say that, I was just thinking the same thing.  Nothing shows you your short comings like an ancient, giant dead monster trying to kill you.  But it looks like he's slowing down.  With any luck, he'll land and we'll have a chance put our blades to work."

 

 

Circling the field, the dragon began getting closer and closer on each circuit.  Finally he swooped down, crushing one poor sell sword to eager to meet him on the ground.

Even with all of us going at him at once, we were barely putting a dent into him.  His wings and tail sent anyone trying to flank him flying, while his teeth and breath made the head on attack tediously at best.  But to their credit, no one fled from the fight.  Nordic bravery, or possibly stupidity, had it's upsides.

 

 

 

 


Despite most of my brain screaming that it was a terrible, terrible idea, I decided to try something really stupid.  Right after one of the spell swords hit the dragon right in the face with a blast of lighting, he reeling back for a second stunned.  I took that chance to run in, and climb up onto his head.  He immediately started thrashing his head around, knocking me onto my back on his back.  Curving his neck around, I expected a blast of fire.

Mirmulnir: "Your ahkriin is admirable joor, but it has lead you to your death.  Die now and curse in vain!"

But before he could roast me like a pig, Daness drove her blade into his side.  D:  "I don't know what you're doing up there you crazy bastard but do it quick!"

Half crawling, half running, I made my way back up to his head.  Grabbing one of his horns for stability, I started slamming my axe down directly into his right eye.  Learning from last time, I held on fast to my impromptu grip as his head began thrashing around from the pain.  Eventually his body went limp, falling to the ground.  His skull at this point was a half caved in mess, but I gave it a few more strike before climbing off for good measure.

 

 

Aurora: "I can't believe you just did that!"

D: "That was the craziest thing I have ever seen.

Ast: "Well if you can't do something smart, might as well do something right.  Fighting a dragon is a pretty stupid idea, but killing it sounds like a good one."

D: "Hah, I like you even more now.  Let's get our reward money from the Jarl and then hit up the Mare to celebrate."

Auro:  "I wouldn't start planning the party just yet.  Look at the dragon, it's up to something."

Ast:  "Is...is it melting?  Is that what dragons normally do when they die?"

 

 

I warily moved closer to the dragon, not quite sure what to expect.  As more of the dragon seemed to burn up, lines of white seemed to extend of and flow towards me.  As soon as this happened, my mind began to rapidly fill with images.  First was the strange carvings I had seem in a Barrow before, but now with similar glowing lines coming from it.  The rest, I'm not sure how to explain, fragments of fragments of memories.  Knowing what I do now I can make sense of them.  The dragon Mirmulnir's memories that I took when ate his soul and knowledge.  Flying through sky above the clouds, hiding in fear from something on a rainy night.  A dozen more, some so small they were barely more then a thought.  But at the time it was just one big overwhelming mass flooding into my head at once.  By the time I came back to my senses the dragon was reduced to nothing but bones and I was down on my knees surrounded by the other survivors.

I told them I was fine, ignoring my headache, as we all started making our way back to Whiterun to tell the Jarl the good news.  That was when we heard the greybeards call out.  As I'm sure you already know before reading this, I am a Dovahkiin, a being born with the soul of a dragon.

 

After traveling to Dragonsreach and picking up our payment I headed to the Bannered Mare to relax and celebrate with two of mercenaries that also fought the dragon.  The tall dark woman who's name I now learned was Daness, and an Elven spellsword named Aurora.  We talked, we drank, and we ate.  I knew Daness would be useful as an ally later on, she seemed like a good warrior and a decent person.  Aurora for a different reason, while mages are always useful allies to have she was the rare sight of a timid, passive mage *albit for one still willing to fight a dragon* so I wasn't quite sure what to make of her yet.

Ast:  "Alright this was nice, but early tomorrow I'm going to head out to see what this business is with the Greybeards.  Before that, either of you want to continue their party upstairs?  I already rented a room for the night, we should put it to good use."

D:  "Finally I though no one was going to suggest that!  Nothing wraps up a good day's fighting and drinking like a roll in the hay.  You up for it Aurora?"

Auro:  "Uhm, I'm flattered....but no thanks.  You guys have fun."

Ast:  "Suit yourself then, but you're missing out.  If I don't see you or say something before I go I plan on form a small merc group so next time I'm in town I'll try to find you.  Till then try to keep yourself in one piece."  Letting out a small laugh I stood up along with Daness, making out way upstairs.

 

 

Arriving upstairs, we both quickly disrobed.  Turning around to face my new partner, she suddenly pushed me onto my back on the bed.  It was weird to see a woman without a dick, but with her curves and build she was still beautiful.  A woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to take it was always sexy.  Climbing on top of me, she began to softly kiss me.  Reaching down with her right hand she began to slowly stroke my cock, while grinding her pussy against my leg.


D: "Looks like you don't need much encourage do ya babe?"  When her hand reached the base of my dick she would stick a finger in my pussy or rub my clit before starting to stroke again.  "Sorry to say, but it takes me a bit longer to get ready then you dickgirls do.  So if I'm going to take this beast on, you're going to have to get me going."

 

Grabbing her luscious thighs, I pulled her until she was practically sitting onto of my face.

A:  "I'll admit I don't do this often,  most then to ignore it sadly.  So let's see if this tongue still remembers how to work."  I began to slowly working my tongue in and out of her vagina, trying to remember the long lost art of cunnilingus.  After a few minutes she began to grind her snatch against my face, practically suffocating me.  Getting of, my face was a sticky mess.  She ran a finger across my cheeks coating it, before putting it in her mouth and sucking it clean.

 

D: "Well then, what are you waiting for?"
 

 

 

Lining my head up against her drooling folds I quickly slammed it home.  It would have been rude to leave a lady waiting, especially after being given an invitation like that.  She let out a load moan that easily filled the rest of the inn.  Mine joined her in short order, her pussy was great blend loose and wet enough to take me deep with still being to tighten up in all the right spots.

A:  "Dam girl you're real piece of work.  A great fighter, and great in the sack.  If I didn't have an eye on someone else, I might have to marry you here and now."

D:  "Heh, well then, guess I'll just have to try a little harder then." She said, starting to smirk.

 

 

 

Twisting around, she again climbed on top of me.  This time lowered herself down, alternating between quick hard thrusts and long slow grinding.  Grabbing her waist, I helped match her movements, either slamming her down or twisting and turning both out bodies for an extra grind on the slow passes.  At this point I don't think anyone in the tavern could have ignored the sounds we were making even if they wanted to.  After a few minutes of this, I let out my first load, flooding her insides with my spunk.

A:  "I hope you didn't use up all your energy yet, I've got plenty more where that came from.  It's going to be a long night."

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A couple of hours later, a little before dawn, I woke up and started getting ready.  Giving the sleeping Daness a quick peck, I left the Bannered Mare and Whiterun behind.  I looked over the new gear I bought at Warmaiden's the day before.  Now was a good time to upgrade my armour, and get a better outer coat.  I've never been there before, but I have to image the world's tallest mountain would be pretty cold.


However I had only made it about 20 minutes from town before I ran into trouble.

 

 

A:  "Ahh what the fuck!  Whoever shot that it lucky you missed my ass or I ..would really tear.. you a new one."  Realizing something was wrong, I pulled out the arrow and looked at it.  "Dammit...isned.  ..art ...uche."  Falling to the ground I could feeling what turned out to be paralyzing poison working it's way through my system.   I feel limply to the ground, unable to do anything but watch for a next hour or so.

 

 

[Daftlover9103]

 

 

Yep, orc is still better than everything, ever!!! Any new comics with her in the future btw ? 

 

There will be more

[germanicus]

DaftL - sure, more, please. These pictures are awesome.

[Darkening Demise]

With a large library of screenshots it's becoming difficult to remember what I already showed. If it's the same from an earlier post; oh well.

 

Red heads man, RED HEADS!

 

I learn A LOT from the College of Winterhold with each visit.

 

Natasha's a dirty dirty girl who can't get enough doggystyle (literally).

 

Random

 

Followers Are Good Company During The Lonely Cold Nights.

 

Came Home To The Wife

 

Vex sure does have quite the mouth and attitude. Think we need to put that to good use.

[JBloggz]

Story thing
 
is  sexy.
 

 

 

Hello there, traveller. I am Emil. Thats Emil with an A, by the way. Vigilante by trade, if you can call it a trade. I'm sitting on the side of a hill, for some reason.

 

 

Well, actually I'm expecting someone, although they seem to be running late. Also, I'm quite hungry.

 

 

Interesting view though.

 

 

This road is infamous for its bandit attraction. Most crimes don't even get reported, the guards barely even patrol it, all manner of nasty business. 

 

 

Some poor soul with even the tiniest shiny trinket will find themselves jumped upon. They say the Gourmet passed this way before his untimely disappearance, and who's to say where they've ended up. 

 

 

'Jeez, how pathetic. Chase you for half a mile and now you stumble. Oh, I'll be enjoying this...'

 

Doesn't stop people from coming through. They look for a quick way from Rorikstead to Falkreath and don't consider the main roads, as the Imperials do. Their fault, I guess.

 

 

'Oh no, the big bad bandit man is going to have his way with me, whatever shall I do...'

 

Speaking of which, anyone else miss the days when you could travel whenever you needed to without fear of being stabbed? I sometimes do. Then I realized I'd probably something boring like a shoe polisher or Keeper of the Royal Pants.

 

 

'I wont be gentle...'

 

'Neither will I...!'

 

'wuh..?'

 

Although I imagine that Keeper of the Royal Pants would be a position of some power at least. Think about it. You control all of the kings or queens undergarments. The things you can do with a pair of undergarments should not be underestimated. 

 

 

Removing them in polite company, for instance. Great way to announce your control on the field of battle.

 

 

Or you could just be absolutely insane. I new a man who once went in to battle with nothing but his beard, and I emphasize 'knew'. 

 

 

You do get some crazies around here who think they know a lot more than they actually do. Most of them just happen to be outlaws or typical club swingers. They'll get some cheap weapons and strive to make it on their own, but.. thugs are thugs.  

 

 

The great joy of being on this road as that most thugs wont usually live to thug again. 

 

 

Not after I'm done with them. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*heavy breathing*

 

 

'Yes.. all is calm now...' 

 

 

Aaaand.. that's my wife. Often, we do this as a team but once in a while, she needs her, uh, space. She's wild.. and a little bit more than enthusiastic about killing without restraint. 

 

 

'Damn, you really did a number on him. I can't even tell where his eyes used to be.'

 

Shes groggy from the fight. I hear her giggling when she exhales, somehow its creepier than I was expecting. 

 

'Weeeell... look who shows up to help his damsel..'

 

'You know what we agreed on: I give you your space and you do whatever you have to.'

 

Another giggle. Now everything's just become embarrassing. 

 

 

And suddenly she leaps into my arms. Curious. And unexpected. She feels cold...

 

'Hey, hey, whats the matter, Tyra? It's just some bandit...'

 

'Yah... just.. hold me.'

 

'Alright then...?'

 

 

'I think we need to move on from here...'

 

'What did you have in mind?'

 

'Just, anywhere but here. I need to clear the haze...'

 

 

'We can.. go to that spot we talked about just outside of town. You know the place?'

 

'Uh-huh... lets do it...'

 

 

Whenever this happens, she likes to blow off steam. What's a couple in love to do?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She pushes herself hard, sometimes...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'Nnggghh... oh shit, I went too soon...'

 

'W-what...?'

 

'I.. sorry, honey'

 

'WHAT?!'

 

 

The next day...

 

'Tyra, please, talk to me about this. You know its.. a 'hard' thing to restrain for men.. '

 

No response. 

 

'Just, lets clear the air, at least.'

 

 

'Honey?'

 

 

'Hmm, yes, lets just 'pretend' that the one rule we have during sex didn't exist for a moment and everything was fine.'

 

 

'Oh wait, YOU ALREADY DID. You know how I feel about... pregnancy and.. families and all that silly shit that I don't want in my life. We decided to do what we do without wanting to be tied down along the way!

 

'Of course, we've already disc-'

 

'And we shouldn't have to keep discussing it!'

 

 

'I know, I know... I'm very sorry, Tyra. I wish to make amends. This time of chaos in the land has made us all the more fragile and exposed when we need to be stronger than ever. Damned imperials and stormcloaks...'

 

 

'Oh fuck your stupid musings a-and excuses!'

 

 

'Come now, its just going to anger us further to throw insults at each other. I can make amends. What do you want me to do?'

 

 

'Hmph... I did have this one idea.. it involves a kidnapping.'

 

 

 

DA END???

 

 

 

[DovahTroll]

Gosh, she's having way too much fun... (random sex shots, warning: bestiality)

 

[Vaelorian]

I'm just going to leave these here. It's not quite a sex screenshot, but you might be able to use them for those in the future.

 

 

Because I can,

-V

[Resident999]

Gosh, she's having way too much fun... (random sex shots, warning: bestiality)

 

my fav pose from Shocky's work. Nice set of pics.

[Daftlover9103]

Christy helping a guy

[sulaco]

A few pictures of Gedren getting her plumbing checked.

 

 

 

 

 

[Resident999]

I'm all outta likes But I'd say her pipes appear to have gotten a very deep cleaning.  and what the hell is that thing?

[Entro]

I'm all outta likes But I'd say her pipes appear to have gotten a very deep cleaning.  and what the hell is that thing?

It's probably the Arch Demon from hentai creatures that is included in the MNC mod

[nervod1138]

I finally took some new ones in the light.

 

She likes to play at the bathing beauties suite a lot.

 

[sulaco]

 

I'm all outta likes But I'd say her pipes appear to have gotten a very deep cleaning.  and what the hell is that thing?

It's probably the Arch Demon from hentai creatures that is included in the MNC mod

 

 

Enjuno is right. I've got the latest version of SL running now and added the latest MNC this weekend. I think the Arch Demon comes from another mod called SkyMoMod and thanks to a spell from Hentai Creatures and dentarr's tinkering with MNC, Gedren got a new playmate.

[germanicus]

So, what do you think: did I stick my tongue too deep into her pussy, bit her clitoris or I'm one damn good pussy licker?!

 

 

 

[greg079]

Story thing

 

is  sexy.

 

that was fantastic, keep it up.

[Tigerblue51]

With a large library of screenshots it's becoming difficult to remember what I already showed. If it's the same from an earlier post; oh well.

Red heads man, RED HEADS!

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I learn A LOT from the College of Winterhold with each visit.

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Natasha's a dirty dirty girl who can't get enough doggystyle (literally).

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Random

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Followers Are Good Company During The Lonely Cold Nights.

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Came Home To The Wife

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Vex sure does have quite the mouth and attitude. Think we need to put that to good use.

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Your posts are awesome, I wish I could see that screenshot library.

[Guest mercury11]

A few pictures of Gedren getting her plumbing checked.

 

 

 

 

 

He doesn't look like a plumber!