My Futanari Spartan Warrior

CHAPTER 3

 Nysa was confused. When her father and brother had whisked her away to the chief's house for a contest she assumed she was there to be a pretty face. But as the smell of the sweet scented oils being rubbed into her skin filled her senses she realised she had just been given to Athenais.

Her brother and father had next to no luck when it came to the gambling they were so obsessed with. How was it that they had drawn the longest straw? It made no sense, even in a world where gods interfered in dealings and some things never made sense. This situation was too good to be true to Nysa.

She was left in front of Athenais' bed chamber, it was silent in the hallway and she shuddered at the light chill against her oiled skin.

It seemed mundane was over for her.

She quietly pushed open the large door and stepped into the quiet room. The room was moderately decorated. Some animal hides were hanged and a sword, spear and shield were arranged to look more like decoration than actual usable weaponry.

Nysa sat on the soft bed layed in the middle of the room. Large windows that led to a balcony finally revealed her betrothed.

Athenais had a smug smile on her face. She always had a smug smile but it seemed especially smug that night.

Nysa was quiet as the muscular warrior approached her, hard muscles beneath bronze skin moved with the elegance of those of Athens. Athenais' hair was cropped short in favour of her action packed career, it had grown a bit since Nysa had last seen her. A few braids were randomly in the chin length brown hair.

Nysa's heart accelerated when Athenais moved over her. She slowly laid back onto soft sheets as Athenais buried her face into her neck. It was custom to not speak during one's first night of coupling, but wasn't a hard rule. It seemed they were both people of custom.

Athenais kissed her neck softly, and she bit her lip to keep the majority of her panting at bay. The warrior pulled her lip from her teeth and began to suck hard, clearly intending to leave bruises. Marks of evidence of their night together no doubt.

Nysa couldn't contain her moan when Athenais began to rub her large cock against her. Their clothing was quite thin and Nysa could basically feel her bethrothed's cock against her pussy.

Athenais seemed to be in no hurry as she slowly trailed kisses down Nysa's body. The smaller woman squirmed and panted into the night.

Rough fingers teased her entrance and when the hot tongue of her lover swiped over her clit Nysa could do nothing to contain the moan that escaped her.

Athenais groaned in a satisfied way and lapped hungrily at Nysa's pussy. Slurping and sucking like she was possessed.

Nysa's things clenched around the warrior's head and her hips humped against Athenais' face. Athenais sucked with more passion and shoved two fingers into Nysa's tight pussy. The smaller woman cried out as she came.

The sudden intrusion sent her spiralling into an intense orgasm. Athenais hummed as she lifted her head and crawled over Nysa. Their lips met in a hard, bruising kiss that left Nysa panting for more.

Tasting herself against Athenais’ tongue made her whine as she wrapped her arms around the larger woman.

Athenais, seemingly ready to get her orgasm, lined her cock against Nysa’s puffy lips and pushed in slowly. Nysa cried out softly as her future wife pushed her throbbing erection into her tight confines.

She had no resistance, because she had broken her hymen when she was much younger, riding a horse with her brother. Athenais moaned into her ear once their hips met. A deep satisfied moan.

There was a pause as Nysa adjusted to the large almost painful length and Athenais breathed heavily, throbbing between spasming walls.

When she moved, they moaned simultaneously and gripped each other tighter. Athenais went slow at first, then gradually picked up speed, grunting each time their hips met.

Nysa couldn’t keep her moans contained as Athenais’ thick cock moved in and out of her. They came together. Nysa tightening almost painfully around Athenais, and the warrior pushing against her hips as strings of cum filled her womb.