Skyrim part 4: High Hrothgar

The Dragonborn arose from slumber next morning covered in his own cum. One of the servant girls giggled and peaked at him as he got up.

" You must've been completely out cold from the party last night" she giggled. "The greybeards have called the Dragonborn to High Hrothgar". She ran out snickering.

He borrowed one of the palace showers, suited up in the brand-new armor that the Jarl gave him, and marched out. Sven, the Dragonborn and Uthgerd started the long walk to High Hrothgar out from the city. While passing the stables, the Dragonborn stated "

"A horse would definetly make life easier to travel up the 7,000 steps".

However, the horse was far too expensive, and the owner, Skulvar, wasn't willing to negotiate. As he turned to leave he saw someone lying in the hay. She was obviously a nord, and a very pretty by the looks of it. Her wearing nothing but a red bikini attracted him most of all. He moved over to her and peered at her. Something must have disturbed her as she quickly rose and grabbed his sack. He moaned in pain as her nails gripped into his Dragonballs, but as quickly as she grabbed them, she let them go.

"Oh it's you. Oh wait I don't know who you are, or do I?" she asked. "I had way too much to drink last night".

"I have no idea who you are," he said, clutching his nuts.

"Well, I'm Sofia, oh, and stop staring at my body. It's like you've never seen a semi-naked lady before" Sofia responded as the Dragonborn stopped gazing at her tits. He started to walk off, but before he was out of earshot she cried out "Wait! I've been all over Skyrim, and no one has ever accepted me for being so weird. I would fight alongside you if you let me travel with you.

The Dragonborn peered up and down her body

"Yea, you'll do". he said

"Yes! thank you for your kindness stranger. I will make it worth your time" Sofia exclaimed.

Thus began the several-day march up the Throat of the World, the tallest mountain in Tamriel. Sofia chattered nonstop, and the Dragonborn wondered if he had made mistake. Several animals, including a pack of wolves and a frost troll, ambushed them along the way, but they were quickly slain by the three adventurers. When they got to the temple, Master Agneir helped the Dragonborn develop his shouting powers and explained what it meant to be a Dragonborn. As a final test for the way of the voice, the Greybeards asked the Dragonborn to retrieve the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller in Ustengrav. The group marched for several more days to the nordic burial near the city of Morthal.

When they finally arrived in the swamps, the team set up a camp.

"There are likely Draugr, bandits , or worse in there," Sven said. "We should move carefully".

"Yea yea yea. You know this Horn of Windcaller makes the guy sound really horny, kinda like you" Sofia said.

"you're not the one wench, but lets move" Sven replied.

Sven ignored her comment and moved to the entrance. They found several dead bandits strewn about inside. Farther up into the tomb, more bandits were fighting several hulking draugr. After slaying the undead, the bandits went back to work, apparently mining for something. There were three buff male men with only loincloths and a conjurer mage wearing tight reavealing robes. The four of them surged forward. Uthgerd took one-two of the men. Sofia took one, and Sven and the Dragonborn charged at the conjureress. She summoned a flame atronach, an elemental being from the planes of Oblivion, towards the Dragonborn. He stopped to admire the figure of the atronach. It took the form of a slender female humanoid, its body made of fire with armor pieces covering its breasts and groin. He gazed at how alien, yet beautiful, the daedra was. He couldn't react fast enough before the atronach launched a hot piece of metal toward his gonads. He buckled over from the the velocity of the object. The atronach hovered over to him, faster than he thought it could move, and stood above him. The Dragonborn's cloth covering his dick had been burnt away, leaving his growing hard-on and his balls exposed. The atronarch kneeled down and spread his legs apart before hammering his balls with its fists. After several punches, the Dragonborn felt completly humiliated by this summoned creature. As he lay there cupping his nuts, the Daedra rose and started laughing and speaking in some Daedric tongue that no mortal could speak. The Dragonborn saw his chance and used his shout that the Greybeards had taught him.

"FUS ROH DAH" he shouted as the flame atronach was launched away. She hit the ceiling of a wall, which brought down a piece of rubble onto her. She tried to move, but the rubble had landed on her back and trapped her. The Dragonborn waltzed over to her, admiring her fine ass. The daedra desperately attmpted to escape as he spread its legs and inserted himself into its curvy ass. The Dragonborn was surprised to feel that her body was rather comfortably warm, rather than the raging hot flame he had expected. He pumped in and out of the daedra as she wailed. Now it was his turn to laugh as he started to reach his climax. Her flames trickled in and out his dick, sucking out cum as he nutted harder than ever before in this summoned creature. His seed pierced every crevice of the atronach, and began to quench the flames that made up its body. The fires of the daedra were extinguished by his seed. After he finished, the daedra dissipated into a pile of dust.

Meanwhile, Sven was again being destroyed by a banditress. The Sorceress who summoned the daedra had launched her staff into his gonads and was crunching them apart. Sven moaned in agony as she went ham on his nuts. Moving quickly, the Dragonborn picked up a nord battleaxe from the dead draugr and ran towards the sorceress, bringing it down onto her skull.

As Sven got up, Sofia and Uthgerd were piling the rest of the bandits into a pile.

"You must be have a strong two-handed skill if you wield a weapon of your size so well." Sofia said as the Dragonborn walked over with his still oozing 7 incher out. He grabbed some pants from the rest of the bandits. The group continued down the dungeon, fighting the undead whenever they emerged. When they finally got to the central room, the Dragonborn went to the raised altar where he suspected the Horn would be, but he only found a mysterious note, telling him to go to the attic in Riverwood's inn.