Tannah bounced in the saddle as she rode into camp, the clink of steel ringing distantly as her men sparred nearby. She reached down and placed a hand on her trapping bag as her horse trotted through a populated stretch of road.
The sack had a tendency to become unhooked from the brass hoop if bumped by a negligent body, especially when it bulged from the day's catch. With one eye on her bag of furred creatures and one on the men around her Tannah kicked her horse into a canter.
"Beustalar!" she yelled at one of the bigger men, pulling the rein to slow her beast as she saw him face off against a new recruit. He looked up and immediately took a sound thwack across the midsection from his young training partner's sword.
"Quit dropping your guard!" Tannah barked, her expression turning into a grin as she watched him glare at his opponent. "And don't take your eyes off your enemy," she teased, riding past. She glanced back at the big man, gazing at his bulky frame encased in leather armor.
"He must be such a pretty man underneath all that," she thought, narrowing her eyes as she pictured his naked body in her mind. "He's large and intimidating. He's got the fire of combat in him and he has the right build for it. Although, I could think of other uses for those strong hips of his," she told herself as she imagined his fully aroused cock standing firm between his muscular thighs.
"It's too bad he's so overconfident," she thought to herself. "Even the largest and prettiest men die in seconds if poked in the right places."
Tannah dismounted in front of her spacious tent. She put one foot on the ground and paused as she noticed a tethered white mare. Tannah's smile widened a little as she recognized her husband's horse.
She removed her other foot from the stirrup and grasped the small metal cage containing Aldaloon, her hawk. The bird let out a low croak as she jostled it with her motions, detaching the cage and carrying it with her.
Tannah threw open the tent flap and saw Balter inside facing a woman, both of them completely nude. The girl turned toward Tannah and smiled. She was as tall as Tannah, with an athletic body and light blonde hair that hung just past her earlobes.
Tannah stepped inside, admiring the woman's body, her perky pink nipples and her blonde bush, her strong thighs and feminine physique.
"Tannah," Balter said in greeting, turning to face her with his pale cock exposed and hard. "This is Aretta," he boomed in introduction. "She's my new concubine."
Aretta looked at Balter, then back at Tannah, following her movements with interest as she hung the bird cage and set her sack of dead skirrik on the table.
"Come here Tannah, leave the skinning for later," Balter demanded. Tannah moved around the table and came toward him, but was blocked by Aretta. The strong woman intercepted her, placing a slender hand on Tannah's shoulder, looking her up and down and measuring her reaction.
Aretta looked into Tannah's eyes as she moved a little closer, leaning in slowly, cocking her head to one side as she brought her lips close to Tannah's.
Tannah stood still, waiting for the touch of Aretta's narrow lips, the woman's breasts pressing against hers, their mouths coming within an inch of each other before stopping. Aretta's breaths were warm against Tannah's face. She smelled like sweet oils and honeyed tea.
Tannah felt her nipples becoming firm and her womanhood growing moist from the press of Aretta's body and the longer she remained in contact with the girl the more she ached for the conclusion of her kiss.
Aretta caressed Tannah's arm while putting her other hand on her abdomen, her lips tantalizingly close.
"I can't wait to please you, my mistress," Aretta said as her hand moved lower and lower until the tips of her fingers slipped just under the waistband of Tannah's trousers.
"You're pleasing me right now," Tannah said, "you'd better not stop."
Aretta laughed softly and put her mouth against Tannah's. She kissed experimentally at first, letting their lips touch and then pulling away, but lingering a little longer each time until finally their mouths came together and remained pressed tight.
Tannah felt the tip of Aretta's tongue against her palate as the woman's fingers slid down into her panties and curled around her sex.
"Mmmm, our master says you like having your pussy licked, is that what you want?" she asked moving her tongue playfully across Tannah's upper lip, her forefinger sliding between Tannah's minora as it followed the valley of her cunt to its wet opening.
"You should get down on your knees and find out," Tannah purred, moving her hands down Aretta's bare thighs and rocking her hips as the girl's slick fingers rubbed between her labia.
Aretta smiled and withdrew her hand. She slid down Tannah's body, brushing a curious palm across her breast and caressing her stomach as she moved lower, hanging her fingers on Tannah's trousers and giving them a tug.
"Balter, the pleasure part of the money I gave you was for whores and mead, I didn't expect you to go out and buy a second wife with it," Tannah scolded as she allowed her pants to be pulled down over her hips exposing her dark haired cunt.
"Don't worry, you'll always be my favorite Tannah," Balter responded with a grin, his eyes on Aretta as she put her face in Tannah's bush. Tannah's mouth hung open as she watched Aretta grip her by the thighs, kissing and sucking at her naked sex.
"Ahhh," Tannah moaned, placing her hands on the girl's head, watching her smile as she ran the flat of her tongue across her pussy. "Ahhh, oh you're good," Tannah shuddered as Aretta wrapped her arms around Tannah's thighs, caressing her lower back and squeezing her butt while she licked.
Balter moved closer, placing a hand on his erect penis and stroking it while Aretta's head moved between Tannah's thighs. Tannah rocked her hips, running her fingers through the girl's short blonde hair and riding her mouth.
