Martial

"Magic is not for me i think" you say to Gorian. He smiles a little and nods "You would be supprised what Magic can do, but your skills are your own to master."

The next day is your thriteenth birthday and in the town you are now known as a man, you are sent by Gorian to a farm on the far side of the town to meet with the captian of the guard to be trained. As you run through town you hear someone call your name and you stop and look around. You see Imoen running up to you, her short brown hair waveing a little as she runs toward you, her tunic is too loose to show off her young body but as she runs her trowsers show off a little of her strong, long legs. She hugs you tightly and grins at you, being a year younger then you her body has only recently started to develop but already you have found yourslef starting to think about her in the dark nights, alone in your room.

You smile as she hugs you and you look at her, teaseing her a little "So where is my present?" She grins coyily and she tuggs you toward a small, empty building. "it's in here" you don't know if you should go, you are already late getting to the barn. You decide sence your already late it won't hurt to be later. You walk with her into the small building and look around, the plain walls and dirt floor look totally normal, and the whole place is empty so you start to wounder what Imoen has gotten you fro your birthday. You turn as you hear the door shut and lock. Imoen grins at you a little and pushes you against the wall gently and she wispers "Here is your present..." She slowly starts to unbutton the top of your dress and your eyes widen a little in shock, you have listened to stories the men tell late at night in the bars, so you know whas she is going to do but you simply can't beleave your friend sence you both were too young to remember would do such a thing.

She smiles up at you and lets your dress fall, leaveing you in your plain cotton panties and a small training bra for your breasts that have started to develope, she gently carresses your young slit through the panties, makeing you moan softly. She slowly pulls your underpants down and softly carresses your wet lips. Imoen gently leans in close to and licks at the top of your slit, at your young clit. You shudder gently at the fealing of her tongue licking at your hot clit and she licks down to the bottom of your pussy as her hands move up and gently carress at your breasts. Sence you are so young and the fealing is so intense you don't last too long and you let out a loud moan as you start to cum, Imoen pulls back as you start to cum, letting the fluid softly drift down your thighs.

You gasp for breath softly from the overwhelming orgasm and Imoen slowly stands up, licking her lips clean as she pulls your panties and dress back up and she grins a little, kissing you gently and mummering softly. "Maybe next year i'll clean you up" She winks and walks out, leaveing you against the wall, thoughts of your first real act of sex running through your mind, followed closely by the promiss of another one in only a year. You soon recover and finish running to the barn, where the captian of the guards sits smokeing a pipe, as you run up to him he stands up and lightning fast his hand flys out and hits you upsode the head, makeing you a little dazed. He lets you recover before nodding "That will have to do untill i can give you a better punishment, but now that your here you need to make a choice. We have some of the best trainers in this city and you need to choose one to learn from." He tilts his head and looks at you " I guess you could be a fighter... or maybe a rogue... and i guess... you might make it as a ranger..."