As the sun began to set in the mountains of western Europe, a band of warriors gathered up the animals they slaughtered. It was the last big hunt before winter would descend upon them. Leaving the village blanketed in snow and scarce crops. The band of warriors began to slowly make the trek back to the village. The village rang with excitement as the warriors returned home with the spoils of the hunt. The plethora of animals provided food through the harsh winter months.

Among the hunters was a younger warrior who had proven himself in combat and on prior hunts. Cuch was no stranger to this way of life. He was from a long line of warriors who bravely fought and hunted for the village. His skills were unmatched by any other warrior in the village, and his prowess attracted the attention of the female villagers.

Cuch was six feet tall, had piercing blue eyes and tan skin, and was covered in tattoos. All his tattoos told a story of his ferociousness in battle and on the hunt. However, in all his glory, Cuch had yet to bed a woman or pick a mate.

As the villagers celebrated, fires roared. Cuch found himself avoiding the attention of the young village maidens. Instead, he was transfixed on a widow who had lost her warrior three winters ago during a battle with a neighboring clan. Aine was almost considered a maid, but her long, curly brunette hair framed an aging but still beautiful face.

Cuch noticed Aine’s thick, curvy body caused a stir under his loincloth. Unlike the other females, Aine gave little notice to Cuch. The lack of her interest only spurred him on more.

As the fires dwindled, the villagers started to go to sleep. Cuch set out for another hunt, this time for the favors of sweet Aine. He walked through the dimming village as the fires were starting to die out, and the moon and stars lit up the terrain.

He spotted Aine sitting in front of her dwelling. As he approached, she said, “It took you long enough to find me. I expected more from a great warrior like you.”

Cuch was taken aback by her comment but said nothing in return. He reached out and pulled Aine into his arms. To his amazement, she pushed him back, and he tripped and fell to the ground. Aine quickly mounted him before he had the chance to get back up. With a devilish smile that stripped years off her face, she said, “ Now, young warrior, I am going to introduce you to the pleasure of a real woman.”

Cuch lay there as Aine leaned down, and her tits came in contact with his chest. He felt her hard nipples press into his chest as she began to grind on his rapidly growing cock. As she gyrated her hips and ground his cock, a moan escaped Cuch’s mouth. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist as he started to lick and kiss her neck.

Aine shivered with pleasure as he continued his assault on her neck. She reached down and slid his hands up to her large round tits. He quickly began to knead them and rolled her puff nipples between his fingertips. His enthusiasm was met with moans of pleasure as she ground harder on his throbbing cock.

Aine placed a hand around Cuch’s throat to break the embrace. She pushed back and stood up, leaving him sitting on the ground under the low light of dying fires and the moon. Aine slid her animal skin dress over her head and tossed it aside. Standing there in all her glory, Cuch finally admired her timeless beauty.

He admired her voluptuous curves as the dying flames flickered behind her. Her long, curly hair draped over one shoulder, masking one of her large, firm breasts. Her ivory skin glowed as he admired her raw sexuality. She looked down at him and said, “Lie back. “ Cuch did as he was told. Aine stepped forward, turned, and straddled his face as she lowered her pussy down until she felt his face make contact with her now dripping-wet pussy

As Cuch split her puffy pussy lips with his tongue, he placed long licks along her slit. She moaned in pleasure as his licks gradually became shorter and focused on her clit. Goosebumps formed across Aine’s skin as she moaned loudly.

She reached forward and removed his loincloth. As he sucked her clit into his mouth and twirled his tongue around it. Aine began to grind her pussy onto his face. As she ground faster, she wrapped her hands around his enlarged cock and began to stroke his cock slowly until his precum shimmered from the tip of his cock.

As she stroked his cock it elicited a moan from him that reverberated through her clit. She grasped his cock as she trembled and quivered as the waves of orgasms washed through her, soaking his face in her sweet, tangy juices. As her trembling subsided, Aine stood up and unstraddled Cuch’s face. She turned around and said, “Fuck me now. I so desperately need your large thick cock deep in my cunt. It’s been many winters since I have felt a hard cock.”

Cuch sat up as Aine turned around and kneeled in front of him on all fours. He slid up behind her big soft round ass. He stroked his rock-hard cock as he slapped her ass and watched it jiggle from the impact.

Cuch guided his cock through her puffy, swollen pussy lips. His throbbing cock head felt the moisture and heat from her beckoning pussy opening. As the head slipped with ease into her.

Aine moaned deep and guttural as the head began to stretch her pussy. Cuch continued to drive his cock into her as her pussy quivered and clenched his throbbing cock. With one final thrust, he buried his cock deep into her as his hips collided with her ass. It rippled from the impact of his hips.

Cuch finally whispered, “I have been waiting for this since my brother passed.”  He wrapped one hand in her hair and placed the other on her hip. He began to slide in and out of Aine’s pussy slowly and smoothly. Basking in the pure ecstasy of her tight pussy sliding around his throbbing cock.

He pulled back on her hair as he drove forward, increasing the pressure of each thrust. Cuch began to thrust harder and faster as her moans became louder and echoed through the night sky. He continued to plunge into her wet, dripping pussy as Aine erupted in orgasm after orgasm from his assault on her pussy.

As the last wave of orgasms subsided, Aine lunged forward, releasing Cuch’s still stiff and throbbing cock for her pussy. She turned around and slid his cock into her mouth. Aine sucked the head of his cock into her warm, waiting mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock as she sucked his throbbing cock.

As she continued to suck on the head of his cock. Cuch ran his hands down her back until he cupped her big round ass cheeks in his hands. He squeezed her ass as he began to thrust his cock deep into her mouth and throat. Aine gagged at first as his cock stretched her throat.

Aine quickly adjusted to Cuch’s battery on her mouth and throat. As he squeezed her ass harder on every thrust, she began to moan. Cuch, overwhelmed with the sensation, felt his balls tighten and erupted an endless stream of cum down her throat. As he twitched one last time, his cock slid out of Aine's mouth.

As Cuch’s cock slipped out of her mouth, Aine wiped a combination of his cum and her drool from her face. She looks into his eyes, smiles, and licks her lips. She said, “That was amazing. You used me in ways that your brother never could.” Cuch wrapped his arms around her buxom body as they drifted off to sleep.