Jarl Mikkel Sathrose, 25 Of Mathia

The air is crisp and cool as your breath mists the morning air, you feel an immense warmth under your head, as the rest of your large naked body feels the chill of the now empty hearth. As your eyes open flashes of the night before come springing back, the laughter, the mead overflowing in the cups, the tall tales sang around the tables, and the naked woman you ended up fucking long and hard, much to the enjoyment of those in attendance. The reason for the celebration was the return of your uncle from a supply run to your southern neighbors kingdom. He had left well before the first snowfall and was trapped on the other side of the mountains when a storm blew in early and hard. The winter proceeded much the same, long snow falls and bitter cold. The supplies he was set to return missed during the roughest season Mathia had seen in several decades, but upon his return a merry feast was held not just for those of you that ruled but by everyone in the county. Barrels of wine and mead set at every corner and food stalls giving out roast pig and lamb as the city itself was turned into a celebration. Those of renown or kinship coming directly to your longhouse to celebrate alongside you and your advisors.

Movement from under your head draws you out of your reflection, as a set of glorious large round breasts are deposited in your face.

“Good morning Jarl Mikkel, up for round two?” Asks the beautiful Agnis Ericksdaughta, she has been a lifelong friend, and recent addition to your lovers. Standing at only 5’ 8” she has the curves of Freja herself. Round swollen breasts perfect for sucking and groping, nice large hips with a slender waist you can fit your hands around. Her long blonde hair is disheveled after last night's long hard romp, but it is usually set into a shield-maiden's braids. Her small apple shaped ass is her best feature in your mind, though you would never tell her that, she prides herself on her large firm breasts and has said many times it is her best feature. Her pale blue eyes are almost white and slim narrow lips that are eye-catching and very soft.

She removes your head from where it lay in her lap and quickly flips over to straddle you, your now hardening cock caught in between her narrow pussy lips as she sits on you. You can feel her juices already leaking onto the tip as she rocks her hips and grabs your head pulling you into her chest. “Come Mikkel, I want more of your giant cock, your mother keeps telling me that we need to produce you an heir, and I am more than happy to keep trying with you.” She whispers in your ear as you open your mouth to begin sucking on the small pink nub of her nipple.

A loud moan escapes her as you suckle on her teat, her hips sliding faster up and down the length of your hardening cock, still trapped between you. With large powerful hands you grab her waist and lift her, positioning your cock to finally enter her. The door to the outside opens on leather hinges and a very cold breeze whisks inside along with a figure hooded and cloaked. Agnis feeling the cold air shivers and sinks down on your manhood, you feel her velvet lips envelop you and sink down to the hilt. There is a stir among those others of your court that lie wherever the drink caught them, as she moans her pleasure at an increasing volume. Her head thrown back in ecstasy as you drive your cock into her, her hips matching your thrusts to your mutual pleasure.

“Yes, Yes, Yes Mikkel give it to me, breed me like a mare in heat.” She is almost screaming after a few minutes of your ministrations. Those closest to you hissing and cursing for some peace, as most of them surely have hangovers. Everyone in the longhouse main room is now stirring, some rising for the day's chores and others seeking a morning cup of mead to help their heads, more than a few are visibly aroused by your morning activities. You see your best friend and closest advisor Maith Williamson stroking his cock in time with your thrusts a look of envy in his eyes, you know that he has wanted to bed Agnis for years but she rejects his advances every time. His eyes are glued to her firm little ass as she takes your cock and climaxes, you feel powerful as you shoot your load deep into her womb, as his splashes harmlessly by the dead hearth. With a quick slap to the ass Agnis rolls off your cock and lays face up on the table beside you.

“Jarl Mikkel, I have important news from the South.” The cloaked figure who let the cold breeze in now steps up to you and pulls his hood back. He sinks to one knee as he addresses you.