A berserker’s voyage (Closed for milkmaiden38, and Shadowlace)

Asbjorn did his best to please the virgin princess, he unleashed a torrent of cum all inside her mouth as she came on his face. His rod was even harder now as he fully undressed himself and her, he began groping her breasts as he he kissed her cheek.

“Lyra, can we fuck? I need to be inside you.” He said as his cock throbbed like crazy, as if it hadn’t been relieved. Lyra was a beautiful blonde, and him fucking his country’s princess drove him nuts. He held her nude body in a tight embrace as his cock was up against her pussy.
 
Lyra becomes a woman

Lyra repositioned Asbjorn on to his back on the bed. Then she straddled him and reached down and grabbed his cock

"My pussy will tame the monster between your legs. But Keep quiet," she said to him as they were now face to face. With the moonlight shining on Lyra, he could see her beauty. She was beautiful and her eyes and lips were smiling. She moved in closer to him and her breasts were now pushed against his chest. With her hand on his cock she guided him directly to her opening. She adjusted her body's angle and with the stiffness of his cock and the wet state of her vagina, he easily entered her.

“Oh” she gasped as he went deep inside her. Their pelvises kissed and there was an expression of pleasure on Lyra’s face. Asbjorn started to fuck her slowly.

She was also riding him. Using her pussy to pump his great cock. She leaned down and pressed her lips into his. She kissed him passionately.

“I’m no longer a virgin… and your great, potent, cock is pumping inside me” she whispered to him.
 
Asbjorn let Lyra take charge tonight, as he admired her beauty, she worked to reposition herself to get his cock in easily. When she finally sat on his cock, he felt the tightness, warmth, and squirming of her vaginal walls.

“You’re very tight, but that’s standard for a virgin.” He kissed her and let her control the pace. “You’ll do great Lyra.” His cock stayed ice and hard for her as he laid underneath her. He watched the princess work her hips on his dick.

She was a bit awkward at first but still felt good. Eventually she found her rhythm and rode Asbjorn’s cock using that rhythm for timing. “This feels great Lyra!” He moaned. He wrapped his arms around her waist.
 
Lyra

Her movements were quiet, but it still felt good. She picked up the pace slightly and it seemed to be making Asbjorn feel better. She was moaning quietly and her orgasm was building.

She felt a familiar feeling building up in her pussy, she broke their kiss to say, "Asbjorn, I'm about to..."

"Oh Shit” She gasped and her pussy came. Asbjorn was ready to explode too. Only a few more pumps and he would fill her womb with his seed. He counted them, one, two, three more pumps are all it took before the first rope of cum shot deep inside Lyra's pussy.

She must have felt his warm seed being released within her because she ended their kiss and squeaked out a flurry of soft moans. Her legs shook and her hips raised, humping into him. She was still orgasming and his cumming made her cum longer too.

Asbjorn continued to pump into her and with every twitch of his massive cock a new spurt of semen was being shot into her.
 
Asbjorn loved Lyra’s riding, it turned him on like crazy. As the petite princess rode him, he began thinking about impregnating Lyra, and putting a Skogmann in the royal family. He wrapped his arms around her and made her ride faster.

When she came, he did as well, firing an enormous load of cum straight into her womb. “Get pregnant for me Lyra, I want a Skogmann to rule one day.” Without pulling out, he got Lyra into a mating press and fucked her with the sole purpose of giving her his child.

Asbjorn fell back onto his basic instincts to procreate, and he was going to with Lyra. He blasted another massive load inside her as he kissed her passionately. Millions of his sperm were swimming towards her egg and they wouldn’t stop until one succeeded. He kept his cock inside, not wanting to ruin the bedsheets or his chance. He kissed her, “Can you carry our child? It’s all I want in return for everything.”
 
Lyra

“Oh Asbjorn… I hope you pumped many children in me” Lyra said and kissed him. Both of them soon fell asleep.

As the morning sunlight struck Asbjorn’s closed eyes, he heard Lyra talking to him.

“Asbjorn, I think I carry not one of your children… but two!” She told him. “I had a dream of giving birth to twins. Isn’t that great news!” She told him. Before he could answer she added “Now we’ll need to get married soon. The king will not be happy, but since I’m pregnant, he will have no choice. Can’t have the princess of the kingdom give birth to bastards” Lyra stated.
 
Asbjorn woke up and held Lyra, “I can do that but I have a mission to fulfill with my team and I never leave debts unpaid.” He kissed her cheek and held her tighter. He got out of bed and dressed. “I probably won’t be able to adapt to life in the court.” He said.

He left to go downstairs and have breakfast, and met up with Bilynn and kissed her on the lips. “Hey there beautiful. How did you sleep?” He asked, curious. He was worried that now with the possibility of Lyra carrying two of his children, he might never see his friends again.

He knew he wanted to knock Bilynn up so he had to bypass her weakened elf fertility. He cupped her ass cheek in his hand, and whispered in her pointy ear, “I wanna put a baby in you soon.” He planned to make her drink a strong fertility potion to make her eggs more compatible with his sperm.
 
Gilda and Jabnil

At a cozy corner table Asbjorn and Bilynn were enjoying a small breakfast as Gilda and Jabnil joined them.

“Well, that was some celebration last night” Jabnil commented.

“Yes, but I lost track of everyone after I went to my room with my two new friends” Gilda said with a big smile.

“So everything worked out?” Jabnil asked

“Yes, and thank you for setting me up.” Gilda thanked Jabnil

The waiter brought over hot tea for Gilda and Jabnil. Jabnil tasted her tea right away. “AHHH” she sighed in satisfaction. “You know, Gilda, I went to bed with the three nerdy, servants from the feast. Had a chance to suck off those three cocks at one sitting. I managed to get them to cum, all at the same time, squirting their loads in my open mouth.” she bragged with a naughty sparkle in her eyes.

“That is impressive!” Gilda complimented Jabnil “Asbjorn and Bilynn how was your night?”

“Lonely” Bilynn said looking over to Asbjorn.
 
Asbjorn looked to Bilynn, feeling bad for her knowing she was the only one not to have any fun. He enjoyed the small breakfast, before saying “I wanted to visit my tribe before we set sail, can we do that?” The moment they got off of the ship, Asbjorn had felt homesick, he wanted to be with his family and friends before he went off on this crusade for eggs.

Asbjorn stood from the table after finishing, then he went to the stables and started setting up the sleigh. He seemed more reserved than usual, and that was because Asbjorn knew his tribe would be thrilled to see him, but his father wouldn’t be as impressed.

When they came down and hopped in the sleigh, he gave Bilynn his cloak and then bellowed in his native tongue “Skÿnde hēst!” At his shout, the horse went into a full gallop, the sled ripping through the snow. He was silent for the whole ride, a serious look on his face.
 
Bilynn, Gilda, and Jabnil

“Asbjorn, don’t worry we’ll make you look good… and help warm your father heart” Gilda said with confidence.

“How are we going to do that?” Jabnil asked in a whisper.

“No idea” Gilda whispered back. “But we are awesome… so have a little faith.”

The sleigh ride was longer than the last one. It took most of the day to reach Asbjorn’s village.

“A whole village of Asbjorns…” Gilda whispered back to Jabnil. “This is going to be fun!”

“Just don’t embarrass Asbjorn” Jabnil reminded Gilda.

"Hey, Asbjorn... anything we should know about you and your father?" Gilda asked as they approached the village.
 
Asbjorn nodded, “There isn’t anything too different, just don’t bash our way of life.” He said, as he kept the horse going. A few hours later they arrived at Hötinbrung, the berserker tribe village. He exited the sleigh and entered town.

There were many tents and fireplaces littering the place. He waited for the girls to join him before he continued moving into the village. When the girls caught up he went in and stood before the biggest house, the chief’s hut. He went and knocked on the door.

The door opened and there stood a man bigger than Asbjorn, his hair white, many scars decorating his body and a wolf pelt cloak and headdress. “Asbjorn? What are you doing here?” Asbjorn stated, “Father, I wished to see you, a lot of things have happened recently.”

His father looked at the three women, before saying “I am Ulfar Skogmann, chieftain of the Skallkross Tribe and Asbjorn’s father. I see Asbjorn has a harem of women, though I can’t say I’m surprised. We Skogmanns get around.” Asbjorn entered the house with the girls in tow so they could warm up by the fire.
 
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