Alfheimr Renaissance

It turns out that Liv lives in a fairly large Longhouse on the outskirts of Skiringsalr, with a large herb and vegetable garden and a few animals behind. Her Longhouse has several rooms where the first apparently serves as a herb shop and preparation place, the whole place smells of lavender and much more. Looks and smells just like I expect. A young woman is working on grinding something when we come in, but we just sweep past with Liv saying that she is busy until tomorrow, and to not disturb as long as Jarl Skiringe doesn't demand it, or someone is dying, but to put forth good food and drink. Extra drink, then she's going to disappear until tomorrow morning.

We pass through the common room which is also a kitchen and into the bedroom, which has a fairly large bed, and also seems to function as an office and has a desk with a lot of paper and other things on. Alith quickly looks around for dangers, including under the bed, but then stands at the door.

"Alith, shouldn't you guard outside the room?" I say meaningfully.

"I can't protect Sir if I'm out there. I won't see if anything is about to happen, or there is a threat through the windows."

Uh-hum. Said with a neutral controlled face. A lot of logic in that but nothing like that was said when we got privacy for the meeting in the cabin. It feels like someone has a voyeuristic vein and have learned from Iselin's way of getting her will through. I have no such vein, but Liv has started kissing my neck and already snuck both hands under my shirt, and before I came up with a clever answer, Liv has managed to get my waistband buckled up and my pants have ended up on the floor. I give up on coming up with something ingenious, and focus on not losing my balance when I'm gently but determinedly taken towards to bed. Damn, she's enthusiastic and motivated, and Liv's hungry look has made my cylinders revving hard, and I drag her down with me.

It's a nice hour with Liv, and the whole time I only use my hands, fingers, lips and tongue to get her to orgasm a couple of times, and she me once. I'm happy it's only been oral so far, and feel quite satisfying that I shocked Liv and Alith when I methodically worked my way down and finally went down on Liv who absolutely did not complain. It just feels so wrong that Alith is in there with us, watching from a corner, which, however, made me try to focus on Liv more.

I'm sweaty and enjoying life with Liv in my arms, when Liv praises me:

"Do all Midgård men do that with their mouths and fingers, or just Sejdmann?"

Good guess from Liv, but Alith's shocked inhalation and face makes us both realise that she probably didn't know that I'm a human, and when I think about it, I've never told them. But they've only been in my service for three days, and I just recently told Iselin. So I confirm:

"Yes Alith, I'm human from Midgård. When the sky was colored a couple of weeks ago? That's when I came here to Alfheimr with Bifrost." Since it doesn't directly matter, I can answer Liv's question. "There are many cultures and different norms in Midgård, and some are very strict - stricter than here - while others like where I come from are more flexible and for example same-sex marriage is legal. No matter what the law and culture says, about one of forty people are what we call homosexual, ie want a partner of the same sex, and a similar amount are bisexual and like partners of both sexes. Then there is an equal amount as both together who can sometimes imagine a partner of the same sex, but primarily prefer the opposite sex. So it's about about one of ten to one in twenty humans in the regions where it is illegal and strict, who can't live the life they want. I myself am what we call heterosexual, I'm only interested in partners of the opposite sex - women."

Liv go on a tangent with an interesting monologue about how the law and men here are just focused on penetrating with their penis, and would never use their mouth the way I just did, and many wouldn't even use their fingers between a woman's legs. Liv helps me understand how man-woman sex in general is here, and it is an interesting consequence of the self-image of what is a man and a woman, and how it affects the sex life. A man penetrates and is of course not in a submissive position as a woman. Sex is always a man having sex with a woman, never the other way around. Most men and women will not even see sex between women as actual sex, because neither of them is a man. Sex is a man who uses his manhood to penetrate a woman. Period.

So a man can get oral sex regardless of the givers gender, and is male regardless of where or who he penetrates, but giving oral sex doesn't exist as an option in most men's brains. Because even to a woman, it's to kneel or lie in front of a woman and give satisfaction without penetration, or use the tongue where you yourself or another man has penetrated before.

A hand job is on the edge, because the man has been 'cheated' on a penetration, but can be given or received with married women as it's not legally a penetration of her body. Even if the married woman's husband often doesn't 'appreciate' it, it's usually just angry words, mostly against the woman who indicated she had wanted to be penetrated by the man, and being married is the only thing that stops it.

Liv confirms a suspicion that when Lova took the initiative and gave me a hand job in the bath, it was a way for Lova to say that she wanted us to have sex and I should penetrate her. Apparently I have misunderstood the scale, because it's enough for a woman to caress a man's leg or body near the penis for it to be an invitation to sex, and that she touched my penis was a wish that I would 'take her' there in the bathroom - which I didn't understand - and when I let her continue, I gave her an invitation to come to my bed, so I could 'take her' all night. I definitely gave her mixed signals when I sent her out of the room, and Astrid gave me the same invitation the next day.

Some women apparently have dildos to satisfy themselves, usually of carved wood or bone, but a man would never use any form of dildo to satisfy a woman, or allow it to be used at the same time, because it would be acknowledging he needs a replacement for his manhood and that he can't satisfy a woman without help. Telling a man that he does - or need to use a dildo - would be a terrible insult. Blood will be spilled.

So a woman here can't even suggest the use of dildos, to receive oral sex or the like, for men will take it as a deep insult to their masculinity, which can have major consequences with duels, feuds and other things. So the possibility doesn't exist in most women's brains either except possibly as a very sinful impossible fantasy. Several women would probably look down on a man who does it. The exception might be a Sejdmann, since it's just a too special status, and a man dedicated to Freya's aspects is just an unknown factor in their culture. Men have Odin or Thor as their primary role models, not Freya.

So for a dominant gay man, it somewhat works here, while a purely equal sexual relationship between gay men is impossible, and if it comes out, their reputations are ruined and they become social pariah. However, a lesbian woman doesn't seem to have problem with sexual intercourse and lifestyle, if she finds a woman who agrees to it. She can use dildos and both give and receive oral sex, especially if she keep it discreet. As long as she doesn't expect to get married, or most likely have to endure having sex with a man because it's the family that decides marriage.

I can imagine that bisexual married women have the easiest and most varied sex life if they have their own homosexual or bisexual female 'maid', which her husband and their marriage wouldn't be threatened by. Society simply wouldn't care.

I use the opportunity to see how women here react to my opinions, so I say that I consider the attitude here, especially among men, to be idiotic. There opinions are only restrictions on how enjoyable sex can be, especially for women, so why limit yourself in that way? How boring doesn't sex have to be here, if the only thing men do is penetration in a few positions, and especially in missionary positions or from behind? Why don't men instead see it as penetrating the woman in several ways at the same time?

I guarantee there are women here who have tried dildos in secret and like it, so why remove everything when a man comes into the picture? It must make sex quite boring and monotonous, especially if there are two women in bed with the same man. I know that both Iselin and Disa loved to sit on my face and have oral sex while I lay on my back so the other could ride me, and we all played with our hands on each other's bodies and breasts, and that was far from the only interesting combination we tried and none of them complained about anything. Iselin seem to really love riding me and getting oral sex.

It's completely silent when I stop talking and both Liv and Alith have blue screened. Syntax error; does not compute. Liv stammers out that it would absolutely be humiliating for an ordinary man here, but I've already done that to her and the others, so I guess I'm pretty much alone in doing it, and getting away with it. Yay for me.

It's quiet for a few minutes before there is a knock on the door and a voice says that the food is ready, and that she will spend the night with her parents and return tomorrow.

Liv asks us to go out and eat and that she will soon join us, so I put on my underwear and after I have washed myself off in a prepared bowl, I sit down at the table. It's a really good meal with fish, vegetables and fruit, with both mead, wine and some type of apple cider that I prefer to drink. I just take small samples, waiting for Liv, but the meal quickly becomes different when Liv a few minutes later come out and sits on my lap, completely naked, and begins to feed me with her fingers and mouth, while she seductively looks me in the eyes and plays with her hands in my hair and beard.

After the first distraction with justified reaction she likes, I can feel something hard pressing against the edge of my leg, and when I let my hand explore it I discover what feels and sounds like wood with something sticky on.... she has plug in the ass, and her smile has become diabolical. Ah. Unexpected. I guess she's trying to take advantage of my liberal attitude. Game On.

The meal turns into something else and during the next hour, food is used in many interesting ways, and apparently there is a use of something I think is olive or rapeseed oil or something, although it smells of something else as well, and Liv has a surprising collection of wooden sex toys, although she likes vegetables too. We return to bed and notice that Alith is finding it harder and harder to act as a guard, which both Liv and I find a bit of humour in, but it's not unexpected. I really wouldn't want to guard something like this. It would be so embarrassing.

A while later, Liv whispers that she needs to visit the toilet, and that she will wash herself properly and intimately so we can continue in the back without worry and protection. Our break causes us to see Alith standing leaning against the wall, eyes closed, sweating and red in the face with one hand massaging her breasts under her shirt and the other hand inside her pants and a wet spot along the inside of her legs. Her shield and spear leaned against the wall in the corner, and forgotten. Alith gets so embarrassed when she sees us looking at her, and she quickly pulls away her hands which she doesn't really know what to do with, but hides behind her back while locking her eyes on the roof.

Liv smiles devilishly as she passes by and says; "Robert, I don't mind if Alith join us, and she seems to need to experience your head between her legs." Then she closes the door.

I don't know how bad an idea it is to have sex with Alith, just that it is bad, but Alith's look makes it clear that she doesn't care about 'tomorrow', and neither do I, so for lack of something else I just say; "Alith, you're free from guard duty until we leave the house."