WARNING! VIOLENCE AND GORE!
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Aretta watched her opponent step cautiously toward her, his shield raised, his training sword pointed at her cheek. She thrust the tip of her wooden greatsword at his exposed armpit but her enemy knocked it away with his shield.
She took a step backward as he lunged with the point of his weapon, and deflected the attack with her cross guard. This blade was still new to Aretta. She was accustomed to fighting with street weapons, sticks and knives that were small enough to conceal. Now she was training for war. Her opponents would be armored, possibly mounted, and ready for lethal combat at any range.
She swung the blunt edge of her weapon at her enemy's head, hoping to catch the top of his helmet above his shield. Instead her sword skidded off the top of it as he raised the wooden diamond to protect himself.
"Ahhg," Aretta groaned, feeling her opponent's weapon strike her thigh. Aretta lowered her guard, mentally cursing Tannah's name for making her wield this thing as her and her training partner reset.
When she was finished sparring Aretta had one of the men help remove her armor, then stripped herself naked to bathe with the others. The men stared at her body as she splashed spring water over her breasts, some of them becoming aroused as they watched.
Aretta tried not to look at their erect penises swaying between their legs as she ran her wet fingers through her bush. She sat back in the steamy waters and massaged her aching shoulders, dreading her return to the training yard the next morning.
Aretta wanted a back rub more than anything but she knew better than to ask a hard-cocked man for it. After a long soak Aretta stepped out of the warm pool and dried herself off, seeing them stare at her exposed cunt as she bent forward to dry her ankles.
Aretta went back to her tent. She went inside and dressed herself, pulling her strap-on harness up around her hips before putting her legs through her trousers.
She wore the thing everywhere ever since Tannah became her girlfriend. The woman was insatiable and the sex was often spontaneous. She could be sewing a tear in her leathers or tending to a cut on her leg and Tannah would suddenly creep up between her thighs, pull the phallus out, and be ready to fuck.
Just the smell of Tannah's pussy was enough to make Aretta horny though. She came in her pants once just from watching the woman's dark haired cunt slide down her shaft again and again. It felt good to have a penis she decided, a part of her wishing she could feel what Tannah's husband felt.
Aretta felt a strong hand on her shoulder and gasped.
"Oh, by the gods Tannah ..." she swore, turning her head and seeing her dark haired lover pulling her into an embrace, burying her face in the crook of her neck and inhaling the smell of her body.
"Did I scare you?" she asked, placing a kiss on Aretta's cheek and another on her mouth as Aretta twisted to face her girlfriend.
"Damn you," Aretta growled between touches of Tannah's soft lips. "I'm still mad at you Tannah," she said, feeling her hand travel downward and her fingertips slip under the harness of her strap-on.
"Oh? What for?" Tannah whispered, her breaths tickling Aretta's face as she reached into her pants and cupped her naked cunt.
"For talking me into this crap," she griped, feeling Tannah's middle finger stroke the opening of her womanhood, spreading her juices along the furrow of her sex. "I haven't been this sore in years, and why can't I learn to use a spear or something more like a staff?"
"Is the greatsword not working for you?" Tannah asked, curling her digits into Aretta's pussy and making her shudder as she drew them back across her stiffening clitoris.
"Ahhh," Aretta sighed as Tannah's slender fingers slid up her cunt. "I ... not exactly," she answered, surprised and distracted by how wet she was. "I think ... I think I'd be quite good with a ... uhhh," she moaned as Tannah stroked the slick flesh between her labia.
"With a spear?" Tannah said, finishing Aretta's sentence. Aretta nodded, feeling her cheeks burn and gripping the back of Tannah's neck as she rode her palm. "Very well, if that's what you want to use you're welcome to," she said, thrusting her pelvic bone up against Aretta's butt while fingering her pussy.
"Ahhh ahhhhh," Aretta moaned, her knees trembling while Tannah's hand moved between her legs, her other hand sliding up her tunic and surrounding her left breast. She felt her frustration begin to fade away, rocking her hips, her minora parting around Tannah's knuckles as the woman's wet fingers slid up her cunt.
"You must have had a long day, you seem pretty horny," Tannah whispered, dragging her slippery fingers along the valley of Aretta's sex, spreading her labia and pinching her erect clitoris gently between them. "So how do you wanna fuck me?" Tannah asked, her mons pushing up against Aretta's tailbone, her fingernails scratching painlessly against the opening of Aretta's pussy as they curled into her.
"Do you want to punish me for making you fight?" she asked, her lips warm against Aretta's earlobe as she pinched and squished her breast. "You could stick it in my ass," Tannah suggested, caressing the inside of Aretta's vagina with the tips of her fingers.
"Hahhahh," Aretta shuddered, her nipples firm as Tannah groped her chest, her juices flowing abundantly across Tannah's palm. Aretta felt her clitoris throb with arousal as Tannah stroked its hood with two slimy digits. She noticed the smell of her own arousal rising from her pants as Tannah's wrist moved between her waistband and stomach.
Aretta pulled Tannah's hand out of her trousers and put it to her mouth as she turned around to face her, surrounding Tannah's middle finger with her lips and sucking it clean. Tannah smiled as she watched Aretta eat her own nectar. She slipped a hand up the front of Aretta's tunic and massaged her right breast while Aretta tasted herself.
