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Sweaty Orcs Full Rez
🕑 Added 2018-01-31 02:26:59 +0000 UTCZuuri the pretty half-orc femboy being doinked by his tribe's chief. <3
Story below:
Harbukk Halftooth was a ruthless orc chieftain as cunning as his shoulders were broad. He terrorised the lands around his ramshackle fortress and ruled with an iron will over his tribe. Harbrukk had styled his rule after his experience as a mercenary fighting for a hobgoblin legion. What had impressed him most was the destruction wrought by the hobgoblin devastators, powerful mages that have spent their whole lives mastering spells to annihilate the enemy in battle. More than anything else he'd witnessed, this tactic stuck with the orc. Now that he had a tribe to call his own, he sought to emulate their formidable use of the arcane arts. Unfortunately, he had to start effectively from scratch, but his malignant mind had already conjured a crude scheme.
He tasked his bands of marauders with abducting magic users from the nearby populace, those who demonstrated enough prowess were forcibly bred in the hopes of producing magically charged offspring. Naturally, such haphazard methods largely resulted in failure. Only a couple of viable candidates were produced, one of whom was the spawn of a beautiful young half-elven maiden: A diminutive, remarkably effete male named Zuuri.
The sun had long since dwindled in the sky, the flickering glow of torchlight illuminating earthen trails through the orc encampment as Zuuri hurried towards the chieftain's tent. Bored guards grunted boorish comments as he passed by them, though they knew better than to delay the young apprentice. He had been summoned, otherwise he wouldn't have dared show his face without an escort. He stuck out like a sore thumb, every bit as beautiful as the elf-blood mother that birthed him. Not even the hooded robes he wore did a good job of hiding his effeminate figure or the dainty features of his face.
He arrived at the crudely built stone structure in the centre of the camp, flashing two more burly bodyguards a nervous smile as he slipped through the hefty hide flap that served as a door. The large chamber was as empty as the throne that squatted atop a makeshift dais. It was to be expected. He was regularly summoned to display his progress, though it had quickly transpired that chief Harbrukk had ulterior motives. He paused only to murmur a soft incantation before heading to the bedchamber, the torches adorning the wall changing hues seemingly at random as intermittent rumbles ran through the floor to create the illusion of magical activity.
Stepping into the smaller room, he was greeted with the familiar sight of the giant orc sprawled on a pile of furs with an impatient expression and his thick, veined arousal already on display. The organ seemed to perk up as the young half-orc shirked his robes to reveal his svelte body, plump and curvy in all the right places just like his mother. Zuuri smiled through the flush on his cheeks as he approached the older male, settling into an embrace as the eager brute began to kiss and slobber at his slender neck. The affection was born of little more than lust, and he knew better than to trust it, but he was more than happy to indulge such attention. Being favoured by the tribe's leader was beneficial to his quality of life, keeping him safe from the mobs that had already promised him unimaginable debauchery.
He let out a soft grunt as he was toppled into the furs, torso and face pressing into pelt as a thick gobbet of spit slid between his spread cheeks before a calloused thumb massaged it into his tender, pink, rosebud. The knot of muscle yawned open slightly from overuse, offering glimpses of the pillowy depths beyond and bringing a premature end to the courteous act of lubrication. Powerful hands gripped his hips as the fat cockhead nudged against his ring, slowly but surely sinking into the tight embrace of Zuuri's ass.
The way that girth slithered hungrily into his depths forced a moan to the half-orc's unusually plush lips, his own member jolting as the stiff flesh eased over his prostate. Zuuri's ass seized around the intrusion, milking them both of the first trickles of dewy pre as the chief huffed with the effort required to stuff the final few inches inside the half-orc's silken innards. The satisfaction of feeling so full lasted scant seconds before it was stolen away from him. The sudden withdrawal felt like it sucked a sharp gasp of air right through his body only to have it knocked back out of him as the cock rammed home once again. So began the rough, self-serving lovemaking that was the hallmark of perhaps every orc on this plane and the next. The intense, bone-rattling pounding was at once torture and ecstasy. Whatever mischievous deity placed the male g-spot up a male's arse received every curse Zuuri could conjure in his lust-hazed mind. Whether he wanted it or not, the fat fuckmeat ploughing over the knot of nerves drove him wild.
After barely a minute or two he was reaching the limits of his endurance. Despite this being a near daily ritual, his stamina stubbornly refused to improve. Sweat made the two bodies gleam, mixing with other more viscous fluids to raise a chorus of obscenely wet smacks and squelches as their hips collided over and over. His entire body ached for release, the fur beneath his bouncing dick matted with cockdrool that danced like a gymnast's ribbon as it descended from the teen's arousal. Moans that would embarrass the cheapest tavern-whore echoed off the walls as he finally succumbed, hurling thick ropes of seed over stomach and pelt with carefree abandon. His velvet walls clamped around the swollen flesh spearing betwixt them, milking every inch of the mighty organ and coaxing the chief to follow the half-breed to the blissful shores of orgasm. The brutish warlord continued to ream that perfect fuckhole even as a primal groan heralded the beginning of the end. Zuuri felt the belly of the organ swell with each hefty throb, lashings of hot, glutinous jizz spilling into him. His vicelike grip on that cock ensuring there was nowhere for it to go but deeper inside. Powerful thrusts gave way to heavy, insistent grinding as the larger orc seemed intent on emptying everything he had into the blissful depths. Zuuri's expression remained one of glazed euphoria, the glow of his orgasm cradling him even as his stomach swelled with the sticky soup of his boorish lover.
Comments
Tara Jackson
This boy here is my fav. Can’t wait to see more of him!!
Toxxy
Glad ya liked it~ ♥
Damn, that was good
