Spring had finally arrived. The green of Caledonia landscape held promise of fertility and rebirth. The sterile freezing winter had relented into the re-emergence of the fecund spring. Birds' songs filled the air and buds on trees promised to burst forth with lush greens. Tonight was the cultural celebration of spring. There was a humming vibration in the air that anticipated this night's festival.
Mara accompanied the wise woman to collect herbs for the cooking and flowers for the garlands that would adorn the heads of all the maidens. Suddenly horse hooves announced the approach of riders. They stopped before Mara. She recognized the chieftain of a neighboring clan as he dismounted. Gar was big and muscular with rich dark hair and green eyes that were startling at first glance. He took Mara's hand and pulled her to his stallion. Startled and frightened, Mara tried to resist. Gar picked her up and placed her on his horse. Quickly he mounted behind her. With his arm holding her to him, he and the other riders descended the hill and raced across the lands.
As they rode away from her clan lands, Mara tried to remember all she could about Gar, the chief of the northern clan. He was known for his fierceness in battle and fairness in governing his own clan. She knew that there was a chance that this would happen since she was the daughter of her clan's chief. Tonight was a celebration of re-birth and it included a fertility ritual that often involved the royalty of neighboring clans to solidify alliances. As far a mate was concerned, Mara considered herself fortunate.
When they arrived at the village, Gar helped Mara down from the horse. He stood in front of her and took her hands in his. "Mara, I spoke with your father a month ago. He gave his blessing to this union. Are you willing to join with me tonight?"
Looking up into his handsome face, Mara responded, "Aye, I am."
For the first time in her presence, Mara saw Gar's smile. It was an endearing and wonderful sight. It took her breath away.
Their eyes locked for several moments before he said, "Come. Join us for the feast. Afterwards, the women will take you to prepare for tonight." He took her hand and led her to tables that had been set up in the center of the green. They were laden with an assortment of meats and berries. Powerful whisky flowed freely and the clan grew more and more vivacious as the day advanced. Gar introduced her as his woman and the tribe cheered.
The afternoon grew long and the women of the tribe came to Mara to claim her for the preparations. They led her to a hot spring and gave her soap to wash with. They joined her in the spring and talked about Gar's prowess as a hunter, his bravery as a war chief and his passion as a lover. Some of the women had first hand experience with said passion and they couldn't stop smiling at her and telling her about Gar's prodigious cock and his prowess as a lover.
After the bath, the women painted symbols and patterns on her body, but especially her abdomen and genitals. The feel of the brush on her skin was arousing even if she was naked in front of strangers. Oda, one of the leaders of the woman brought a potion over to Mara. It was a stimulating potion. She rubbed it on Mara's nipples, clitoris, and vagina. She took her time rubbing it into the vagina. She wanted Mara to be primed and aroused before going to Gar. When Mara showed discomfort at being aroused by a woman in front of other women, they explained that everyone would be naked at the ritual and that she would see and experience a lot more than that tonight. Another woman suckled her breasts and taught her how good it could feel. It produced an electric current that traveled down to her clitoris and set it on fire. And yet another woman kissed her and made love to her mouth. Mara was anticipating some of these things to happen during the ritual with Gar, but she had no idea that she would experience so much before hand and with woman. It felt pleasurable, but also unnatural. The women passed the whisky around and heartily drank. They also ate some herbs that made Mara feel dizzy and free.
When the sun went down, the women walked Mara to the standing stones. In the middle of the stones was an altar that looked like a table. She knew that she would lie on it during the ritual. Drums were being played and men twirled large batons with fire on both ends. The clansmen were dancing and singing as they circled inside the stones.
Gar greeted her at the edge of the stones and took her hand to lead her to the altar. The shaman of the tribe stood at the altar and faced them. He handed Gar a wooden goblet. Gar drank from it and held it to Mara's lips as she drank from it as well. The shaman said words from the old language over them. He handed Gar an animal skin that Gar then draped over Mara's shoulders. It symbolized Gar taking Mara under his protection. Gar placed a garland on her head and kissed her. He led her to the alter and helped her sit on the edge. They proceeded to kiss and caress as the clansmen reveled around them.
Gar spread Mara's thighs, knelt down in front of her and started to explore her cunt lips. He kissed and sucked and nibbled at them. He ran his tongue up and down her slit paying particular attention to her clit. He sucked it until it became engorged and very sensitive. Mara's hips raised from the altar in excitement and longing for more. Gar then took a finger and slowly slid inside her. At first he rocked his finger up and down. Then he withdrew it only to penetrate her again and again. Mara moaned and bucked into his finger so Gar added a second finger to her cunt. She heaved a heavy sigh and started to whimper as Gar thrust in and out of her harder. When it looked like she was about to climax, he pulled his fingers out, positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly entered her. When he felt a resistance from her maidenhood, he thrust harder to push through it. The clan cheered as Mara winced in pain. Gar pressed a kiss on her lips and told her that the pain would leave soon.
Mara said, "That's alright. I expected it."
"I'm still sorry to have caused you pain though."
They kissed until Mara started to come alive under him. Gar began thrusting in and out of her cunt as he circled her clit with his thumb. Two hand maidens took Mara's legs, spread and held them further apart. Mara's and Gar's breathing became faster as the pleasure took over their bodies. The drums beat stronger and faster. The tribe began to partake in their own sexual pleasures. One hand maiden knelt in front of Gar's legs and began licking and sucking his balls. Men from the tribe came up to massage Mara's breasts, playing with her nipples and suckling them to add to her pleasure.
