Having run short of money, I took a decently paying job as caravan guard to Whiterun. It also felt good to return to my northern homeland after a long absence.

 

We had just arrived at Riverwood, and, remembering its natural beauty, I decided to wander around the village, taking in the scenery. Passing the lumber mill I chanced to a small covered pier on the lake shore.

 

Deciding the pier was a perfect place to appreciate the mountains on the other side, I started walking towards it.

 

First I heard the thumps and grunts. Then I saw Ghita.

 

 

Ghita was a fellow guard in our caravan. I had had plenty of opportunity to see the fiery Redguard in action, and knew how deadly she was. What I had not known was what a stunning body she had!

 

 

This was the first time I saw Ghita without her armor, or almost any other clothing. With her breatsplate and sour attitude, and a nose perhaps a bit too broad for my taste, it hadn't even crossed my mind she could be beautiful. But there she was, in only the skimpiest of outfits -- I had to stop and admire this sight!

 

 

Then she noticed me. Probably it took this long only because Ghita was concentrated on kicking the shit out of that strawman.

 

She looked at me like I was going to be her next target. Damn. She hadn't even broken a sweat.

 

- What the fuck are you doing here? Stalking me?

 

 

At least I could answer that question honestly.

 

- I'm terribly sorry, Ghita. I didn't know you're here. I'm only admiring the mountains across the lake.

 

She mellowed a little, but gave me that 'you better not bullshit me' look of hers -- the one she always had.

 

 

- Sorry for being so harsh. But you know how I usually deal with surprises.

 

I did indeed, and would have politely taken my leave, but something convinced me to stay. Well, exactly two things.

 

 

You'd never have believed such great things were hiding under Ghita's breastplate! But I wrenched my eyes away, afraid she'd give me a black eye for ogling too obviously. Time to think and talk fast. So I forced a knowing grin on my face.

 

- I do. Rest assured, as long as I retain my wits, I'm very careful not to surprise you, if only because I value my life and health too much.

 

Ghita visibly relaxed and -- I didn't expect that -- smiled!

 

 

- Smart. So here for the views, hmm? See anything that... arouses your interest?

 

What? Is she... flirting with me?

- Ah... Nature's beauty always does. The view form here has perhaps the most pleasing shapes I've ever seen.

 

Her smile widened, showing bright white teeth. The girl could take a compliment.

 

- Such as?

-The pleasing contrasts that are extremely rare in a wom... nature: here lean and firm, there big and soft, all exactly in the right places. And you, enjoying the scenery too?

- No. All the north looks bleak and gray to me. But I'm glad you've found something to admire.

 

Insulting my homeland, are you? But I can let that pass. Something in the corner of her eye and curve of her lips told me it was time to be even bolder.

 

 

- It's a feast for eyes. Especially those two great, white-covered peaks.

 

Ghita's flattered giggle sent shivers down my spine... all the way to groin.

 

- The road there passes many exciting curves... making the journey a delight in itself.

- Not one of the men who just charge and get a bloody nose. Good.

 

Her voice was soft purr as Ghita took the top off so deftly I couldn't catch a glimpse before her hands again blocked the view.

 

- Surely you know if the heat's up, even the highest peaks can lose their cover.

 

Even though my crotch was on fire, I had to keep my cool. It wasn't easy; Ghita's breasts heaved as her breath grew heavy, her voice almost a whisper.

 

 

- The more you dare the more bountiful the rewards...

 

Her hands slid down... revealing the breasts to my gaze. Damn if they weren't the most arousing thing I've ever seen!

 

 

I imagined playing with Ghita's tits, flesh filling my hands, gently pinching the nipples...

 

- ...treasures untouched by the hand of man...

 

...slowly sliding my cock into the cleft and squeezing her tits around it, thrusting forwards and backwards until shooting a thick load...

 

 

- ...yearning to be admired... caressed...

 

I almost came into my pants. Cool down man! You're losing grip!

 

 

Then I knew she was doing it on purpose, seeing if I can control myself... but why? No matter, she's one tricky bitch. I cleared my throat and tried to sound calm, even detached.

 

- An experienced explorer knows not to rush the journey.

 

Ghita gave me brief, appraising look, but if she was taken aback, it didn't show.

 

- Gear must be prepared, land surveyed, routes decided...

- Oh... routes? You're right. How do you want to go about it, hmm?

 

Leaning back, Ghita gave me a good view of her body. What a view! No doubt about it, she enjoyed showing off her figure to my hungry eyes.

 

 

- The front route looks good, very good, but just to make certain nothing's neglected...

- ...you want to, er, survey the rear route. Of course.

 

 

- How do you like it, hmm? Everything's to your satisfaction?

 

 

- Uh, yes. However, down there the view is blocked...

- Mmh... your gaze penetrates all covers...

 

 

Almost without realizing it, I, too, had started taking my clothes off.

 

- ...examining every mound... cleft... slit...

 

Ghita's breath came in gasps, her voice pleading moan. She slid a finger inside and I could hear the wet sound as it moved in and out.

 

 

- You must... explore... the depths... to the bottom... please... thrust in...

 

Now I was only wearing my pants, and just about to drop them too. I'd take a firm grip of her waist, slide my cock in, and, pounding vigorously, break this wild mare, make Ghita wail in extacy, beg for more...

 

 

But I sobered. Ghita looked like she had surrendered herself to lust, but somehow I was suddenly certain that she was the one in control and I just short of surrendering. I didn't like that at all.

 

As I hesitated, Ghita realized something was amiss. Fuck. But she was just as sultry and seductive as before.

 

- Wild land is begging to be tamed. Surely you're the man for the job, hmm?

 

 

- Most certainly I am. But before embarking on a journey, you must check your gear.

 

Ghita turned around to face me, smiling as she felt my eyes groping her body all the way down...

 

 

... but at the same time her eyes were greedily examining mine.

 

- Mmm... Yes, you look well-suited for the task, I hope you're well equipped, too...

 

I started to slowly untie my pant strings.

 

- Want to check my gear for me, then?

- Oh, I thought you'd never ask!

 

 

Ghita's eyes were nailed on my groin as I lowered my pants without any haste.

 

 

- So take a good look at my, ahem, traveler's staff and say if it's up to your standards?

 

My 'staff' was finally getting free from the confines of my pants... and, I dare to say, Ghita was obviously impressed.

 

 

 

 

 

So there we were admiring each other: me Ghita's supple ebony body with its marvellous pair of big, firm breasts, and she (even if I say this myself) my muscular Nord body -- but it was my cock that basked in the sun of Ghita's undivided attention.

 

- Ohh... your... your gear, your staff... it's everything I hoped! And even more!

 

 

- Better to have a closer look, just to make sure, eh?

- Yes, yes... with pleasure...

 

 

Ghita kneeled before me, her gaze devouring my cock from balls to the tip.

 

- In my country they mock you Nords, saying you are stiff and rigid men, but now I see it's a great compliment!

 

 

- And your erect bearing tells me what a proud man you are.

 

 

Ghita's eyes met mine.

 

- For once a man whose pride is well justified. But I must insist on one final test...

 

 

- Huh?

- ...oral examination.

 

 

Oh yes. Oh yes. If, just an hour ago, somebody had told be Ghita was going to give me head, I would have expected her to show up carrying some poor unfortunate's severed skull. But there she was, kneeling, her open mouth ever so slowly reaching for my throbbing shaft...

 

 

I could feel Ghita's breath on my cock. In a moment her tongue would tickle the tip and my 'staff' would find a welcoming sheath between her lips!

 

 

But suddenly Ghita jerked her head away, and looked intently somewhere behind me. Lust had made me too stupid to react, so I just stood there, mouth open and cock erect.

 

- I heard something. People are coming this way.

 

 

And so I watched in dismay as Ghita quickly put all her clothes and armor back on, complete with the bandanna she almost always wore. Fuck no! No!

 

- You better dress up, brave explorer. I'd hate to see your staff shrivel while all the world watches.

 

I almost begged her to at least jerk me off before leaving, but my pride won. Fuck! The fucking bitch fooled me! I suppressed my rage and, with far more calm than I really felt, dressed up.

 

 

Ghita turned to leave, but then stopped to have a final look me. Her smile returned, and so did the seductive voice.

 

- I'm staying at the Sleeping Giant. Find me there at sunset and we continue our exploration, hmm?

 

 

I nodded curtly and Ghita went her way. So this is a game for her? Ok, she had won the first round. But I will be ready for the second.

 

For starters I had to clear my mind. Nothing else to do but to walk to the nearest secluded spot and jerk off. Then I can plan.