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Ciri By The Campfire

I originally intended to write a series of fan fiction vignettes featuring Cirilla (the grown up Cirilla from the end of the game "The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt"), and possibly others, from The Witcher series by Andrzej Sapkowski. Later on I wasn't sure if I wanted the Ciri in my story to be the same one from the series and I still haven't really decided yet. But you can imagine this Ciri whichever way you prefer, as a young female swordswoman in a generic fantasy setting, or the young female witcher from the world of The Witcher. Either way Alwyn is still just some guy I made up. Yay first literotica submission!

All characters are 18 years or older.


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With the camp finally squared away for the night Ciri took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. She was weary from being in the saddle all day and felt eager to collapse by the campfire which by now was burning cheerily in the center of the camp.

With an unceremonious "oomph" she plopped down next to it. Her recently rescued companion, Alwyn, had already found a comfortable spot to sit on and seemed to be staring intently at the fire, lost deep in thought. The two sat in companionable silence for some time. Occasionally Ciri would poke and prod at the fire to stoke it, using the branch in her hand which she had broken off from the yew tree they were sitting under.

"So tell me about yourself." said Ciri.

"There's really nothin' to tell. Nothin' special..." replied Alwyn.

"Oh come on. There's got to be something. Where are you from? What were you doing on that battlefield?"

"It's a long story."

"We've got time."

"It's also a bit embarassin'."

"Come on! You can tell me. I won't laugh. I promise."

Alwyn was silent for a moment. "All right" he sighed. He'd already had his life saved by her. What further harm could it do?

"Well, there's this girl in my village..."

"Of course" Ciri quipped with a wry smile.

"Me and her have been sweethearts since we were children. I been planning to ask her to marry me, but I know that I'm just too damn poor to give her a good life. So I swore to meself that before I asked her to marry me I would find a way to provide her the kind o' life she deserves, you know? That's why I set out, joined the army, went to seek my fortune that way."

"Mmmm. That's noble of you." Ciri said softly "She's a lucky girl."

"Ah well...turns out I'm a lousy soldier. Not surprisin' really since I ain't got a lick o' combat trainin' to speak of. They just gave us a sword and shield and then sent us straight into battle." He paused, reliving those chaotic events in his mind's eye.

"That's how come you found me out on that battlefield blunderin' about like an idiot." Alwyn laughed half-heartedly.

The warm light from the fire danced on Ciri's face, covering half in shadow and highlighting her beautiful features in profile. She tucked a stray curl of ashen white hair behind her ear and turned to face Alwyn, "At least it's nice to see a man being so chivalrous for his lady."

Alwyn didn't reply, and Ciri felt a bit awkward as the thought hung in the air between them. Suddenly he put his head in his hands. "Oh gods! What am I to do now? I can't go back to my village like this." he lamented.

"Why not?" Ciri asked "I'm sure your lady misses you terribly and would love to see you again."

"But I can't go back to her empty handed! I just can't! I made an oath..."

Ciri wanted to go over and comfort him but somehow she didn't think that just giving him a hug would do the trick. "No" she thought "I've got to distract him, get his mind onto something else." At that moment a deliciously naughty idea forced itself into her head. Young as she was, she still knew the one thing that would be able to distract any male away from his present thoughts. And despite all the hardships Ciri had endured in her lifetime, she was still technically a virgin.

She had been intimate with a fellow swordswoman in her younger days and she always recalled with the greatest affection the time they spent together. Oh gods, how they would spend all night with limbs entwined, exploring, caressing, pleasuring each other to completion. The first time that Ciri had been brought to orgasm by having her soaking wet slit and clitoris tongued she thought she would pass out. She had bucked her hips uncontrollably; moaned and gasped until she was light headed and red in the face. Then, with her loins too sensitive to stimulate any further, they moved on to her modest breasts. And she learned just how erogenous her achingly hard nipples could be when licked, then sucked, then pinched. Over time they became so familiar with each other's bodies they knew just the right buttons to push, so to speak, just how many fingers to insert, and just how far to reach to find their most cherished spots.

But for all that Ciri had never been penetrated by a man, which she considered the true act of defloration. She was in no hurry to lose her virginity, but her curiosity about sex was beginning to overwhelm her inhibitions at the moment. "Oh what the hell?" she thought "Holding on to my virginity isn't making me any safer in this profession and he seems like an upstanding fellow."

"Say Alwyn? Have you and your special girl, ever... made love?" Ciri tried to ask as matter-of-factly as possible.

Alwyn quickly looked up and blushed "What? Of course not! What kind o' girl do you think she is?"

"She's as pure as a... um...." he searched his mind for just the right poetic metaphor.

Ciri half lowered her eyelids and made her voice slightly deeper, duskier "Well then I'm sure a pure girl like her must be saving her honor for you. Mustn't she?"

"Uh... well...." Alwyn was stunned.

"And the thing is, a pure girl like that...she would really appreciate her first time being in the hands of a man with some experience. Puts her at ease and makes her more comfortable." said Ciri at her most flirtatious.

She looked Alwyn directly in the eye.

"Would you like to gain some experience with me?"

Alwyn's heart started pounding, his breath came faster, and his mind was blank. Just as Ciri had anticipated, all previous thoughts about his sorrows were forgotten.

He swallowed hard and struggled to find his words "Umm... ah... Lady Ciri.... are... are you sayin', uh... what I think...?"

Ciri, who had been sitting on the ground with her legs spread rather provocatively instead of crossed, threw the stick she was holding into the woods. She got on her hands and knees and slunk like a cat in heat, figurative tail in the air, over to where Alwyn was sitting. She made sure to give him a good angle of her cleavage and pushed out her shapely rear end.

"Am I saying that this is your once-in-a-lifetime chance to have me... Any. Way. You. Want? Yes, I am." It was almost a whisper.

Alwyn had his mouth agape. All he could do was nod.

Ciri leaned forward and took his face in her hands. He closed his eyes in anticipation and drew in a deep breath, getting a strong whiff of Ciri's natural scent. She smelled sweet with a hint of tartness, like a mixture of fruits and berries he could not identify but knew he would never forget. She brought her lips to Alwyn's to share a full kiss between them. Ciri parted her lips oh-so-slightly so she could slip her tongue into his mouth. "But don't leave it there too long" she reminded herself. She took Alwyn's hands in hers and guided them to her breasts where her nipples eagerly hardened beneath the touch.

Ending the kiss, Ciri rocked back onto her knees and slowly unbuttoned her tunic, drawing out every moment. Alwyn stared, like a starving captive staring at his last meal, while unconsciously holding his breath. Button by button she exposed herself. After tossing the tunic aside she reached behind her with her left hand to undo the wrap she used to cover her breasts.

With Alwyn momentarily stunned by the topless beauty in front of him, Ciri took the initiative, leaning forward again to kiss him, but this time she kept one hand on his crotch so she could stroke his hardened cock through his breeches. Alwyn was already hard after the first kiss, but now he was positively swollen after being fondled. He didn't think he could take much more.

He started to untie his breeches so he could pull them down but was having trouble while kissing Ciri at the same time. Starting to feel quite aroused herself, Ciri gently pushed Alwyn down so he was lying on his back. She pulled his breeches down to his thighs, allowing his cock to finally spring free and erect. Then she stood up to untie and take off her own riding breeches so that she was now wearing only her simple cotton underwear. She could feel her panties were already damp and the wetness was spreading. Suddenly overcome with spontaneity and daring she got down on her knees and took Alwyn's cock in her mouth.

"Ah! Lady Ciri!" groaned Alwyn. "I can't... Ah... I'm goin' to come!"

With her free hand Ciri played with Alwyn's balls, used her tongue to push him yet higher, and prepared for him to come in her mouth.

"Arrrggghh!" With something between a groan and a cry Alwyn finally went over the edge. Ciri felt the warm, viscous, and salty liquid hit her in the back of the throat. Pulling her head off of Alwyn's cock, she looked him in the eye as she swallowed every last drop. He looked back at her with his eyes wide in shock.

"Ah, I'm sorry Lady Ciri! I couldn't control meself. It happened so fast! It felt too good..."

"Relax Alwyn it's ok. I wanted to do it."

Not the most pleasant experience, mused Ciri, but I could get used to it.

I must be dreaming, thought Alwyn, I can't believe what I just did.

"Now that I've gotten your cock nice and wet it's time for you to do the same to me. It's important to make sure your girl is good and soaked down there before entering her, especially the first time. Understand?"

Alwyn nodded. After stepping out of her conspicuously soaked underwear Ciri sat down in front of him and spread her legs so her sex was bared open to all.

"First, try using your hands to do it. Take two fingers and just insert them gently here... Ah... that's it..." Ciri started moaning. She could feel herself rapidly growing wetter as her juices started to run down his hand.

"Now this spot here" she said pointing to her clitoris "is the most sensitive and pleasurable spot on a woman... ohhhh... so make sure you pay special... oh gods... ah... attention to it, but don't... uhhhhhh... be too rough..." Ciri hissed and gasped as Alwyn immediately began to work on Ciri's swollen clit with his thumb. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to grind shamelessly against his hand.

"Ok enough!" Ciri felt herself close to coming but didn't want to just yet. She had Alwyn lie down again as she positioned her dripping wet slit over his face. "Women really enjoy having their man go down on them so use your mouth to lick and suck me until I come. Now when we come be prepared to get wet, but trust me, she'll be doubly aroused if you lick up all her juices and tell her she tastes delicious. Got it?"

Truthfully Ciri was plenty wet enough already for welcoming a cock inside her but she wanted to make sure Alwyn properly took care of his lady love. He couldn't comply fast enough and he took to licking Ciri's pussy with an impressive single-mindedness. He barely noticed that Ciri was also using both her hands to stroke his cock and her mouth to plant kisses up and down the shaft at the same time. And sure enough she soon forgot all about teaching Alwyn anything and could only focus on the pleasure between her thighs.

Ciri moaned even louder, no longer caring if anyone heard. "Ooooohhhhh" she purred. Alwyn was seized by a moment of daring himself and gave Ciri a gentle love bite next to her clit. "Aaagggggrrrr" she growled. Ciri knew she was close to coming.

"SO CLOSE... THIS IS IT..." she screamed in her mind.

Finally she cried out as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. It was a deep throated, guttural, primal cry. She bucked her hips as the rest of her body shuddered and she felt a rush of liquid flowing from her sex. As Ciri was coming down and the shuddering subsided, Alwyn eagerly lapped up all her juices and told her she tasted delicious.

"You taste so sweet Lady Ciri! Truly the sweetest nectar!"

"My my, what a poet you are." Ciri teased breathlessly "But it doesn't work if I told you to say that."

"No Lady Ciri! Tis' true! No one could ever force me to declare otherwise!"

"Well, I'll thank you not to go around declaring how sweet I taste to everyone you meet, sir."

Ciri eyed Alwyn's already rock hardened cock. She stood up and put her hands on her hips "Well, seems like we're both sufficiently good and wet, aroused, and ready to move on to the final act."

Alwyn thought his cock was already as hard as it could get, but after hearing Ciri's last comment it felt fit to burst.

"Lie back again." Ciri commanded "It will be easier for the lady if you allow her to mount you on top. Just let her lower herself onto you, and don't move until she feels comfortable enough to do so. Ok?"

Alwyn nodded as Ciri stood over his body and then lowered herself until she was straddling his engorged member. She rubbed her nether lips onto his cock to give it one last coating of moisture and took a deep breath. "This looks too big to fit in me" Ciri thought "But I'm sure every girl thinks that her first time."

Ever so slowly, Ciri aligned her opening with Alwyn's cock and lowered herself down, hands on his chest. "Ok, got the tip in." thought Ciri. Just past the tip she began to experience some real resistance. She felt the walls of her pussy being stretched to their limit. "Aaahhhh" groaned Ciri through gritted teeth. The deeper his cock penetrated, the deeper Ciri's voice became.

"Just gotta get through this first time" Ciri repeated to herself "It gets better after this."

Finally she had lowered herself all the way down, until his cock was sheathed to the hilt. She didn't realize at some point she had closed her eyes. Slowly opening them she took a tentative glance down and saw Alwyn's cock impaling her, disappearing into her body. "What a strange sight" was the first thought that popped into Ciri's mind.

Slowly she let out her breath and took stock. She could feel the new sensation of having something long, hard, white-hot, and throbbing filling her body. She felt impossibly stretched and didn't think she'd be able to move, but slowly got accustomed to the feeling. Next she took a glance at Alwyn and his own jaw was clenched tight.

She could see he was having trouble controlling himself. In fact he was being assailed by all kinds of new pleasurable sensations. Lady Ciri's sex was so warm and moist, like nothing he had ever felt before. His thoughts were racing as fast as his heart "She's-like-a-warm-pot-of-honey. Inviting-my-cock-in-and-not-letting-go." were the exact words that inexplicably rushed through his mind.

He was amazed he didn't come right away. But he was painfully aware of an urge, a dangerously growing urge, to begin thrusting his cock up at Lady Ciri. Alwyn was doing his dutiful best not to do just that, but he didn't know how much longer he could resist.

Fortunately for Alwyn, Ciri was just now gathering up her courage to begin cautiously moving herself up his shaft, and then slowly down again. It still hurt slightly, but pleasure was beginning to be the dominant feeling in her loins. Soon enough Ciri's impatience took over and she threw caution to the wind, pumping herself up and down with abandon.

"Ahhh... yessss... uhhhh... oh gods..." Ciri grunted. "AHHHHHHWWWWRRRRR"

Alwyn was at his limit. "Lady Ciri! Can I start moving n-?"

"YES ALWYN! PLEASE! FUCK ME! AS HARD AS YOU WANT!" shouted Ciri.

Alwyn finally had the sweet release that he was holding back for so long. He thought he must have died and gone to heaven. He even reached up to cup Ciri's breasts in his hands. However it was Ciri that was feeling the intense waves of pleasure crashing over her senses and blocking out everything else in the world. She was pushing herself down with as much force as she could to meet the upward force of Alwyn's thrusts. She wanted to impale herself on him as deep as she could go.

Ciri was rapidly approaching orgasm. Her slit was leaking juices uncontrollably around Alwyn's cock and finally it came. She threw her head back and gave another primal cry that came from deep within her. Her body shook uncontrollably as she collapsed forward on top of Alwyn.

He too, could feel that he would not last much longer. "A few more thrusts and that's it" thought Alwyn. Soon after Ciri, Alwyn also came with a roar that anyone within a thousand paces would have heard. The thick fluid inside his cock practically exploded into Ciri, which she felt as a viscous warmth spreading through her nether regions.

Alwyn's cock promptly softened and slid out of Ciri with a wet slurp. A mixture of fluids, sticky and warm, began to flow out of Ciri's raw pussy, pooling under her. She rolled off of Alwyn to lay silently next to him, both of them trying to catch their breath.

Never one to admit she had been bested, Ciri turned her head to look at Alwyn "Next round, I'm making you come first."

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The next morning Alwyn was feeling rather guilty about what they had done, and Ciri could see it on his face.

"Ye gods, cheer up man! A girl might get her feelings hurt if her man looked so gloomy after they made love."

But Alwyn wasn't in the mood for jokes. Ciri also wasn't sure if he noticed that he'd taken her virginity since she didn't bleed any and was sure he was also a virgin himself, but she certainly wasn't about to inform him of that. It would only add to his guilt.

Alwyn gamely tried to keep up with the lighthearted banter as they casually rode their horses along the road, but Ciri knew it was still bothering him. What bothered Ciri at the moment was the discomfort between her legs. Her loins were still a bit ginger from the night before, enough so that she was riding side saddle for the time being.

Coming upon a crossroads the time had come for them to part ways. They dismounted and Ciri took him by the shoulders to give him one last piece of advice:

"Look, you don't have to tell your lady about what we did, you know. But if your guilty conscience is such that you feel absolutely compelled to tell her, then tell her the truth. Tell her I was the one that manipulated and seduced you, which I actually did, and do feel a little guilty for." Ciri gave a crooked smile at that "But you only accepted because I offered to teach you how to satisfy a woman, and that it would make your girl's first time all the sweeter for her. She may not accept that right away, but when she finds out how talented you are in bed now, it will go a long way to soothing her displeasure."

Alwyn seemed to take heart and finally smiled for the first time all morning. The two embraced warmly and went their separate ways. Ciri turned around to watch Alwyn crest a hill and disappear over the other side. As she turned back toward her path she wondered if everything between Alwyn and his sweetheart really would turn out the way she had predicted. "Oh well." she smiled slightly "He'll find out soon enough."
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