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"The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (1 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

When the Giant finished, Ysolda noticed the bulge again from under the animal skins. She moved toward the edge of the slab, sitting right before the Giant. Ysolda then leaned back, parting her legs and tilting her pelvis, offering herself fully to the Giant. He looked at her parted sex and back to her face, but not making the connection. Ysolda, then reached under the skins, finding the erection in full bloom. With a slight hesitation, she put the head to her slit and moved toward the Giant, feeling the swollen knob pressingly intensely against her wet opening. The Giant growled a primitive growl of pleasure and put his hands around Ysolda’s hips, pulling her swiftly toward him. Her body tensed in pain, crying out mostly in fear.

The Giant stopped and looked at her, then as he pulled again he did so slowly and she began to moan with the exquisite feeling of immeasurable fullness. Each time he thrust, he thrust deeper into her. There was no way he could fit completely inside her, but would give as much as she could physically take, which was a surprising depth. The rough skin of his erection provided a delicious friction against the tender, fleshy walls within her, which were uncontrollably fluttering against the Giant’s immense rod. Ysolda moaned in rhythm to his plunges, bringing her fingers up to her hard nipples and pulling them fiercely, matching his thrusts. The visual delighted the Giant as he made a noise akin to a laugh and sped up his plowing, unrelenting in his pursuit. Ysolda felt her body ignite, the blood rushing to her face as she screamed out in utter ecstasy.

The Giant once again came inside her, the force of his cum in the vacuum of her womb pushed the Giant back, withdrawing his cock. Again, cum came like rain over the fertile landscape, rivets of cream over the mounds and valley of her shaking body. The amount was truly staggering. It pooled under her body on the stone slab, making sucking sounds when she moved her legs and ass, making it hard for her to gain any traction. She was sliding around in shallow puddles of cum when she finally regained her breath.

The Giant looked at her, his eyelids drooping, a look of fatigue and satisfaction lined his face. It looked as though he thought for a moment, then walked away from her. She could hear him messing about with something on the floor by the fire. Straining to see what was going on, Ysolda tried to sit up, but continued to slip in the cooling pools of cum. When the Giant returned, he presented her with a mammoth tusk, engraved with the same markings he carefully drew all over her body. As she took it, she looked into his black, glassy eyes, still regarding her. Ysolda could not help but smile.

Re: "The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (1 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

Well Damn.
This story? Amazing, thank you!
You are my favorite person right now.
~Much love from OP

Re: "The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (1 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

A/N
Yeah! So glad you enjoyed! This was one of my first forays into fanfic - great to get outside my comfort zone. Thanks for lovely feedback :)

Re: "The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (1 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

Any chance of getting the latter half of the epilogue, or is LiveJournal just messing up on my end?

Re: "The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (1 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

T-That was really hot anon, like wow! ... *fans self*

A!A here

[(Anonymous)]

thank you! so glad you liked ;)

"The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (2 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

Ysolda waited until the Giant was deep in slumber. She knew he would never just let her go now, not after the ritualized offer she made to him. He had picked her up from the stone slab and brought her over to the bed - a pile of sweet grasses covered by animal skins. She secretly thanked Kynareth that he had not restrained her.

She slowly and quietly crept from the cave, mammoth tusk in hand. Ysolda had to stop and wash the Giant's fluids and mud from her pale body before she re-entered the city. The last thing she wanted was some guard pestering her or worse, taking her into custody. She also found an abandoned house on the way - scorch marks and skeletons - a dragon attack. Unlucky for the family that once lived there, but lucky for her that the flames had not destroyed a crate on a shielded wall. She hastily dressed in the rough linen garments and boots, making her way to Whiterun and entering the city without incident.

She shut the door to her tiny house, leaning her body against the wood. She drew a long breath and slowly exhaled, looking around her meager abode. She dropped the tusk on her bed and went to the hearth to make a meal - she had not eaten since before entering the Giant's camp. To her dismay, her potatoes were molded and unfit for consumption. She quickly changed into one of her other dresses and headed to the Bannered Mare for supper.

The noise and smoke greeted her as it had done almost every night since she first arrived in Whiterun eight years ago. She sat by the fire, eating bread and stew, looking at the scene before her. Mikael grouping Carlotta, Sinmir rambling about the city guards, Uthgerd making eyes at her, trying to seduce her. Even Amren and Idolaf trying to catch her eye. Ysolda sighed and looked at her meal. Suddenly she felt different - she would normally love their advances, but they didn't look at her deeply, knowingly, with fascination. She remembered the dark, glassy eyes, the smell of moss. She abruptly ran from the inn - she needed air.

She ran straight to her house. What was wrong with her? She had everything she thought she ever wanted, her future secure now she had the tusk. She walked over to it, looking at the strange carvings. She could feel the Giant's finger on her skin, tracing the same patterns. Her stomach felt warm and her groin throbbed. She lifted her skirt and straddled the large tusk, laying flat on its side. She began to rub against it - the carvings providing a delicious friction against her warm, naked flesh. She sped her movements, moaning as the heat rose in her body, the tusk now slick with her wetness. She groped her own breasts through the fabric, kneading them. She slipped her hands into her bodice, finding her nipples hard. She pulled them as she had done for the Giant. She remembered how excited he became, thrusting so deeply into her. She groaned aloud remembering how his grey-black tongue had manipulated her taut nipples so sweetly. How it had probed her fleshy folds, the pink bud of her clit and the deeper reaches of her downy cleft, so wet from his attention. As she came, fiercely, she saw those dark black eyes boring into her own. Panting, she could feel the hot, wet breath of the Giant on her skin. She sobbed when the tension released, grasping the tusk for balance. She lowered her head, still atop the tusk, her hips slightly undulating from the afterglow of her orgasm. She breathed deeply, surveying the tiny room. A compulsion drove her from the house, mammoth tusk in hand.

The moon was almost setting as she stood outside the city gates, over looking the road leading west from Whiterun. The pale light cast long shadows over the land. She closed her eyes - she could hear a distant owl, feel a light breeze caressing her face, carrying the sweet scent of honey from the meadery. She ran her fingers over her arm, feeling the smooth heat of her own skin.

Ysolda opened her eyes and smiled. Her body heeding a deeper call - she had never been more alive.

Re: "The Mammoth Tusk - Epilogue" (2 of 2) [Giant/Ysolda, het]

[(Anonymous)]

I want a sequel.