Vianna woke the next morning feeling very sore between her thighs but she couldn't deny she was feeling very, very satisfied.
And, to her mutual amazement and alarm, very horny indeed.
She didn't think she could still feel such desire after what they had done to her last night but her body had evidently gotten used to the pounding and was now missing it. She fidgeted in her new bed, the furs feeling erotic against her bare skin. Each strand seemed to brush against her nipples, her thighs, her ass...
She squirmed a little more and slipped a hand under the covers, pinching a pert nipple between her fingers. She fought back a moan, knowing how much they would laugh at her for touching herself after all they did to her last night. Her other hand slipped lower, brushing over her labia before delving between her damp lips and rubbing her swelling clitoris slowly.
Then the door to her room burst open and the orc who had carried her came inside. He saw her and smirked.
"You fucking yourself, little Imperial?"
She heard laughter from inside the main room of the longhouse and her cheeks burned.
"Then we'd better sort you out, hadn't we?"
He pulled her out of bed and carried her over his shoulder into the main room, her ass and pussy on full display. She heard growls and grunts of lust and, when he set her down on the table again, she saw that they were all naked and hard, ready for her. She began to instinctively spread her legs, waiting for them to be strapped down but the orc shook his head, amused.
"That desperate for a rutting are you?" Some of the others laughed again. "Not like that today, little whore."
He picked up again and turned her over so her breasts were crushed into the table and her round ass was sticking up in the air. As they tied her wrists again, the orc hummed his appreciation.
"Now there's a view."
She felt him lean over her until she could feel his breath on her neck and his hard cock was pushing against her hip. He stroked a rough hand down her side, catching the side of her breasts, dipping at her small waist and flaring out a little at her hip. His hand stopped on her plump backside.
"The chief told us something interesting this morning. Something very interesting. He said that we can come inside you if we want, as long as it isn't in your cunt. And I definitely want to see my spunk dripping down your thighs."
Vianna had to bite her tongue to stop herself from saying that she wanted that too. Then he smacked her backside hard and she jumped, moaning.
"So you know what that means." One of his fingers began probing her ass, massaging the tight pucker.
She froze, anticipation fading to shock. "No! You can't! You won't fit."
The orc laughed. "I think we proved that wrong yesterday." His finger stopped for a moment and Vianna heard movement behind her. Then his finger continued its massage, now coated with slick oil. She moaned, unable to deny it was pleasurable. But then his finger pushed into her ass and the pleasure quickly mingled with pain. It stung for a moment before bliss returned and all of a sudden, her pussy was wet and throbbing with need. She began pushing back against his finger, the feeling of him inside her ass was strange but was becoming more enjoyable with each passing second.
She heard him chuckle smugly and she gasped when he pushed a second finger inside her tight ass. Once again, it was painful despite the warm oil on his fingers. But he kept the pace slow and after a few thrusts, she was whimpering, surprised by her own need.
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F!NPC/Orcs - 'A Fierce Hunger' 6/?
Date: 2013-09-23 11:32 am (UTC)Vianna woke the next morning feeling very sore between her thighs but she couldn't deny she was feeling very, very satisfied.
And, to her mutual amazement and alarm, very horny indeed.
She didn't think she could still feel such desire after what they had done to her last night but her body had evidently gotten used to the pounding and was now missing it. She fidgeted in her new bed, the furs feeling erotic against her bare skin. Each strand seemed to brush against her nipples, her thighs, her ass...
She squirmed a little more and slipped a hand under the covers, pinching a pert nipple between her fingers. She fought back a moan, knowing how much they would laugh at her for touching herself after all they did to her last night. Her other hand slipped lower, brushing over her labia before delving between her damp lips and rubbing her swelling clitoris slowly.
Then the door to her room burst open and the orc who had carried her came inside. He saw her and smirked.
"You fucking yourself, little Imperial?"
She heard laughter from inside the main room of the longhouse and her cheeks burned.
"Then we'd better sort you out, hadn't we?"
He pulled her out of bed and carried her over his shoulder into the main room, her ass and pussy on full display. She heard growls and grunts of lust and, when he set her down on the table again, she saw that they were all naked and hard, ready for her. She began to instinctively spread her legs, waiting for them to be strapped down but the orc shook his head, amused.
"That desperate for a rutting are you?" Some of the others laughed again. "Not like that today, little whore."
He picked up again and turned her over so her breasts were crushed into the table and her round ass was sticking up in the air. As they tied her wrists again, the orc hummed his appreciation.
"Now there's a view."
She felt him lean over her until she could feel his breath on her neck and his hard cock was pushing against her hip. He stroked a rough hand down her side, catching the side of her breasts, dipping at her small waist and flaring out a little at her hip. His hand stopped on her plump backside.
"The chief told us something interesting this morning. Something very interesting. He said that we can come inside you if we want, as long as it isn't in your cunt. And I definitely want to see my spunk dripping down your thighs."
Vianna had to bite her tongue to stop herself from saying that she wanted that too. Then he smacked her backside hard and she jumped, moaning.
"So you know what that means." One of his fingers began probing her ass, massaging the tight pucker.
She froze, anticipation fading to shock. "No! You can't! You won't fit."
The orc laughed. "I think we proved that wrong yesterday." His finger stopped for a moment and Vianna heard movement behind her. Then his finger continued its massage, now coated with slick oil. She moaned, unable to deny it was pleasurable. But then his finger pushed into her ass and the pleasure quickly mingled with pain. It stung for a moment before bliss returned and all of a sudden, her pussy was wet and throbbing with need. She began pushing back against his finger, the feeling of him inside her ass was strange but was becoming more enjoyable with each passing second.
She heard him chuckle smugly and she gasped when he pushed a second finger inside her tight ass. Once again, it was painful despite the warm oil on his fingers. But he kept the pace slow and after a few thrusts, she was whimpering, surprised by her own need.