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He pressed her back on the hard floor, shucked up her skirt and ripped off her soaking panties. Meaty fingers dug into her thighs, pushing them apart. She opened wide, arching her back against the cave floor, her hips bucking, desperate to feel that wide orc tongue diving between her wet folds.
This need, oh, it needed to be met. While she was no stranger to self-pleasure, it hadn’t been enough. Not really. Sure, she owned an array of different toys, and experimented with porn videos in her own secret boudoir of pleasure. Afterward, she would face the world again all buttoned up, neat and sophisticated in her designer suits, the ice princess with a fire of unquenched longing burning inside her.
But now… ahhh. This. Why had she never pleasured herself to orc porn before? Wow! What had she been missing all this time?
And then all cohesive thought deserted her, as Tor plundered her.
Shona squirmed and ground her pussy into that thick wet tongue as Tor lapped a relentless course along her seam, her thighs quivering around his head. And yes, she could feel those tusks just like she’d imagined, the points pricking at the sensitive skin, her soft inner thighs pressing against the hardness of them.
And then… juxtaposed against that hard ivory was the softness of his lips, and that foraging tongue. Truth was, everything was so obscenely wet down there, she had no idea where her own juices ended and his saliva began.
The scent of their shared arousal, pungent and sweet, mixed with the smell and sound of the rain, his growls of pleasure as he worked her clit faster and faster with his tongue, the slurps and sucking sounds in the darkness. The feel of his heavy head between her legs and the heat spreading out of his body, and those two powerful arms that bound her to his ministrations.
It all drove her higher and higher.
Shona’s fingers fluttered over Tor’s braids, pulling his head deeper as the pleasure built at her core. Soon she was tugging hard on his ponytail.
“Oh yeah, baby, pull as hard as you like,” he muttered from between her legs, and when she did, he worked her even faster, his whole tongue flicking from her clit, sucking it into his warm mouth, rolling it around his tongue, until she was cresting spectacularly, a bright white ball of light bursting behind her eyelids.
Outside, thunder crashed, drowning out her cries as Shona came hard, riding that thick orc tongue to completion.
It took her a while to float back down to earth, but as she gasped and panted, she was aware of his huge arms cradling her, his mouth nuzzling her neck as she lay there, wrung out and spent.
Except she wasn’t.
She needed to ride his cock.
“You’ve got to come too,” she protested. He grunted—an assent, she guessed, as she sensed him rearing up on his knees, heard the zrrrp of his zipper.
In the shadows she saw his huge arm bunching as he worked his cock, his other hand playing with one of her breasts. And sexy though watching him jerk off was, that wasn’t nearly enough. She reached out and folded her fingertips around his cock too. The warmth of the swollen head and his fingers covered in pre-cum made her salivate as she tried to reach lower, to the root. Almost harshly, he pushed her hand away.
Didn’t he get it? She wanted more. So much more.
“Please,” she begged, nearly sobbing now. “I want you inside me.”
“No, pet, I’ll hurt you.”
“Please—”
“I—fuck—no, Shona!” The big fist that had been moving roughly up and down his cock stilled and she sensed him pulling back into the shadows. She reached for him again. “Please—please Tor, I really want this.” She placed her hand over his again, felt his huge shaft pulsing under their combined grip. “I need this.” How could she explain that only with him buried inside her would she be fully satisfied. That when she made herself come, she had to thrust that dildo so high up inside herself to gain full release.
And right now, madness though this was between them, she needed to finish what they’d started.
“Please Tor,” she begged through tight teeth.
She tried to guide his cock toward her entrance, feeling the hot girth of it, the thick vein throbbing along its length, the head slippery with his pre-cum. Her fingers slid down and cupped that swollen bulge at the base and his hips canted wildly.
More harsh curses in orcish tongue. And then, oh joy, he positioned himself atop her and finally, she felt his cock nudge at her entrance.
Keening softly, Shona wrapped her thighs around his pelvis and locked on. And that was it. Tor bellowed almost triumphantly, and then she felt his girth sliding, hot and thick inside her, and her hips reared up to take him, and yes, gods it hurt, but it felt so good too.
He paused at her little cry, mistaking it maybe for distress, not pleasure. “Shona, I have a knot.”
“I know,” she panted. “I saw it earlier. I want?—”
He stopped still, rigid above her. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he gritted thickly.
“You won’t. I need all of you.” To emphasize that she meant it, she reached around and grabbed his buttocks hard with both hands, forcing him to go deeper.
