PORN AHOY!!!

Meara wondered if she had made a mistake. She had wanted them to have a fun time, to have a night on the town not caring about having to wake up in the morning. But Callani was always so reserved and shy. She always needed encouragement. Fortunately, the Eight Divines had provided a solution in liquid form. Alcohol, the great equalizer.

Unfortunately, Callani took to alcohol like a fish took to water.

Meara worried that she may have given the Altmer a bit too much. Then she saw the courier drop kick an Imperial into the ground and decided it was totally worth it. The Bannered Mare erupted into cheers and laughter. Callani was back on her feet almost at once while Imperial looked like her was going to be down for the rest of the evening. She stumbled towards her, a heavy blush on her face. With all the grace of a cow, she fell to her knees and placed her head on the seat of the chair next to Meara's, her arm dangling at her side.

“I think that Imperial likes me.” Callani giggled gleefully. “He's soooooooooooo cute to!”

Meara blinked once, then twice. The narrative in her head became confusing and befuddled, probably because of the wine she had consumed. She struggle for a few moments as she tried to think of reasons for Callani's behavior. In the end, she gave up and asked.

“Then why did you drop kick him?”

Callani looked up at her and then looked away.

“I panicked.”

The hunter decided that the explanation made sense, and went back to her drink. The night went on as any other when booze and Callani mixed. Much singing, dancing, stripping and jumping over the counter to forcefully make out with the owner of the inn. Meara still did not know how they received a room after that. Though the High Elf was a pretty good kisser once she got in the mood.

Picking up the last of her friends discarded clothing, Meara guided her to their room. Well tried to guide anyway, the floor kept shifting. Naked as her birth day, Callani stumbled next to her. She kept looking over her shoulder, a disappointed look on her face.

“Can we bring the Imperial?” She whined.

“I'm not carrying you, your clothes and him!” Meara slurred. “No, no, no, no, nope. Too drunk for that.”

The Imperial was still on the floor as far as she knew. Probably dead and no one noticed.

After what seemed like hours, they found their room. Falling in with all the grace their drunken stupors allowed, they made their way to the bed. Callani flopped on first because she already undressed. Meara began to undress herself when she felt a hand grab her butt.

The Altmer smiled and licked her lips before grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto the bed. In moments Callani's lips were on hers and her tongue was in her mouth. Meara had hoped they would end the night like this but she did not think it would Callani who would make the first move. Her hand and fingers worked quickly, undoing her corset with alarming speed. It was off in moments along with her shirt and their skin and breasts ground together.

Meara's tongue was being sucked as a hand grabbed her right breast roughly. Callani's fingers played with the hardening nipple, rubbing and pinching it. Then the Altmer released her tongue and lips and she watched her face and mouth descended on the nipple. She sighed happily at the sensation, even gasping as her nipple received a small bite.

Drunk Callani was truly best Callani.

The high elf moved to her other breast and began her work there. Meara kicked off her boots and started undoing her pants, wanting to feel all of her lover on her skin. With some delicate maneuvering, they both laid in the bed, naked. She rolled on top and began play with Callani the same way she had played with her. Her lips and tongue touched everything. They slid across her beautiful golden skin. They caressed her breasts and nipples as her hand moved down to the High Elf's womanhood, fingertips gliding across her stomach and navel.

Callani gasped quietly as Meara hand rubbed her vigorously, her nether lips moistening at the touch. She teased her lover for a while yet before she slipped a finger inside her. Another gasp and her hips swiveled. The hunter smiled and inserted another finger. She pumped slowly at first, enjoying the begging look her lover gave her. She pumped faster as Callani's hand found their way to her hair, entangling her fingers in it and forcing her face into her breasts.

The high elf's back arched suddenly in orgasm and she seemingly strained to breath for several long moments. Then her breath came out in weary gasps and she flopped back down onto the bed. Her juices oozed onto her fingers and Meara could not help but taste them. She licked her fingers clean and then kissed Callani, letting her taste herself. Their tongues twisted and turned in each others mouths for what seemed like hours. They stopped only to breath.

Callani smiled and twisted her around. For a one armed elf woman, she was quite strong when she wanted to be. Meara lay flat on her stomach for a moment, her alcohol addled brain trying to discern what the High Elf had planned. Her butt was light into the air and she received her answer in the form of lips and tongue pressed against her pussy.

A low moan escaped her throat as Callani greedily devoured her. She licked and sucked as if her life depended on it. A warmth began to well up in womanhood, slowly growing across her body. She licked her lips in anticipation.

Then Callani stuck a finger in her ass.

Her head bolted up seconds before an orgasm took her. There was no way to hold back the scream. Her arms and legs buckled and she fell to the bed with a loud thump. Callani lay down next to her and held her. Meara was sure the entire inn had heard her, if not all of Whiterun. But she did not care. In that moment they knew only the other.

That was all that mattered.

An awkward cough brought both of their attentions to the door. That was open and had a blushing Imperial standing in it's threshold. The Imperial from before. He wasn't dead after all.

“I...uh, I-I-I-I heard a scream.” He stammered, slowly backing away. “S-sorry, didn't mean to...sorry, I'll leave now.”

Once again, Callani surprised her. She jumped and forced the dark haired young man against the wall, her lips on his. Meara watched her lover's hand slide into the Imperial's trousers. Her own hands found their way to her sex and she began to play with herself, enjoying the show.

Callani released the pale stranger's lips and turned to her, her face wanting. Meara shrugged and motioned for her to bring him in. After all, the sun was still a couple hours away.

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