Now you might think that huffing that girl's soft bulge is innocent and won't be a problem, that you'll be able to stop whenever you want, but its soft girl bulge smell is a gateway drug. Once you start, you won't be able to stop. Youll want it more and more, and eventually, it won't do anything for you. Youll need something else. Something... harder. And where will you find that? Well, if youre lucky, probably the same bulge
Imagine a pair of orcs fighting over the right to breed you.Â
Theyâd competed for the right and ended in a draw, so that naturally meant the tiebreaker was held in your room⌠on your bed⌠inside you.Â
Now your pleasure were their weapons, your body the battlefield, your orgasm the reward.Â
To say you were enjoying it would be putting it mildly.Â
They were grunting and snarling at one another as they fucked you whatever way they could. Your mouth, breasts and pussy were their primary focus points, though by no means were they restricting themselves.Â
As you were panting and moaning as one of them (Krom) pumped in and out of you, he was sucking on your fingers and petting your breasts. The other (Morax) was fucking your mouth, forcing you to slurp and drool all over his thick schlong â not that you minded.Â
It merely aroused you even more.Â
But just as you were getting into it, starting to really enjoy yourself, Morax suddenly pulled back with a furious noise. âEnough â my turn,â he snarled at Krom, shoving the other orc away from you.Â
You gave a cry of protest as Kromâs slick cock was dislodged from you â only to moan and shudder when Morax took his place, lining up his own cock and sinking it into you.Â
The sound you made then couldâve brought a seasoned prostitute to blush.Â
Morax obviously enjoyed it, too; he shivered, then caught your hips in a tight grip and began pumping you. His thrusts werenât as hard as you knew he could make them; no, he gave you long, deep dives that had your eyes rolling back in your head.Â
Not one to be denied, Krom barely waited a second, incensed at Moraxâs interruption, before he settled beside you. Your face was tugged towards him and then his tongue invaded your mouth, giving you sloppy kisses with his surprisingly thick tongue.Â
Your hand absently went for his erection to stroke it, loving the feel of your fluids drenching his flesh. He moaned, you moaned; Morax growled and gave you a sharper thrust, yanking your attention back to him with a yelp of pleasure.Â
Unable to focus on Kromâs kiss as Morax kicked up his speed, the former gave another annoyed growl, then dropped his head lower to lap at your breasts. He was a mixture of sloppy, focused and ravenous as he laved them with his tongue, sucking on them as best he could around his tusks.Â
Your body rocked with each thrust Morax gave you, his flesh slapping against your. Every last pound had bursts of pleasure exploding inside you, stirring up your heart, making you clench on him.Â
But Krom wasnât going to let him win. He wasnât going to let him bring you to orgasm so quickly.Â
He watched you as you moaned and bucked into Morax, your hand never pausing its stroking and squeezing of his throbbing manhood, until he saw you starting to crest. Then, rearing up, he shoved Morax back from you, making the other orc stumble and catch himself â and depriving you of the delicious cock that had been so damn close to finishing you off.Â
You whined, growing increasingly aggravated by the continued fighting, but didnât have to wait long. Krom moved quickly; while Morax was still finding his footing again Krom twisted you around, pinning you on your front, and settled over you. A single prod of his crown was your only warning before he sank into you all over again, both of you giving heady groans as you came together again.Â
He wasted no time giving it to you good, quicker and harder than Morax had â like heâd been assessing the situation the way a warrior ought to and decided to do better than him.Â
You were happy to have it, each sharp plap against your backside heralding another shot of pure ecstasy inside you. It was making you so damn hot, like your skin was on fire, and you did your best to arch your back for him and brace your knees to accept every inch of his gifted cock.Â
He gave it without hesitation, going balls-deep. It was so good and you were so caught up in it that you didnât notice Morax approaching until you felt four hands moving you, bringing you up on your hands and knees. Then a hand angled your chin â and another cock slid inside your mouth.Â
You moaned in pleasure, tasting yourself on his slick, velvety green flesh, and began sucking ravenously at him. The shout Morax gave said he very much appreciated it.Â
Being taken from both ends like this was a whole other kind of pleasure, keeping you panting, shuddering, and moaning. Your mind was going completely blank, and it only grew worse when they went back to battling via stroking your body.Â
Their big, warm, rough hands stroked your breasts, pet your back, palmed your rear. You had no idea whose was whose and didnât care; their competition was their own concern, you were just happy as a lark to be the recipient of it.Â
You were so close after all this and Krom was clearly trying to get you there, his thrusts only growing more firm and insistent with each one.Â
And then Morax pulled out of your mouth, growling, and tried to wrestle Krom off you, clearly wanting to be the one to actually make you come. Krom had to stop to fend off Morax, and you gave a disgruntled noise of your own, crawling away from them.Â
They were locked in a show of strength, hands interlocked as they were trying to push the other one back, and youâve had enough.Â
âStop it!â you shout. âBoth of you!âÂ
They pause, breaking away with lingering snarls at each other, but then theyâre both caught in a stalemate. They both want to breed you, their cocks throbbing visibly from the desire, but they know whoever moves first will just get tackled.Â
Annoyed, you reach out and grab Morax by the arm. âYou â get on your back, right now,â you order.Â
He follows your direction with visible confusion while Krom growls, watching impatiently, waiting to see where this was going. Once Morax is on his back and settled, you straddle him. He gets it, then, and his hands grip your hips to steady you as you sink down on his cock.Â
Moaning, your body writhes as you take him in all the way to the base, shuddering with pleasure once heâs there. A little breathless, you look over your shoulder at Krom, directing, âNow â you, get inside me. You can share.âÂ
Krom looks startled for a second, and then his expression darkens with lust and he gets into position behind you. You brace your hands on Morax as he waits, his cock throbbing inside you, angling your hips to allow Krom to enter your backside.Â
But he doesnât.Â
To your surprise, he doesnât aim for your ass â he aims for your pussy. You feel a flicker of shock and trepidation; theyâre both so thick you canât imagine this being easy, but before you can even shout for him to stop, his crown sinks into you, stretching your pussy wider.Â
A cry is torn from you, your body jolting and your throat closing from the sheer intensity of it all. Krom gives little, prodding thrusts, working his way into your pussy along with Morax, and somewhere outside of yourself, you understand.Â
Heâd mistook your directive, but in a way that made sense to him. They were fighting to breed you, so of course, this was the compromise that made the most sense to them.Â
The stretch burned like nothing else youâd ever felt, even with how slick you were from their attentions thus far. But there was also an incredible rush of pleasure, far more intense than what youâd received before now. Your eyelids flutter and and eyes roll back in your skull as the pleasure robs you of your faculties, your body spasming with every inch Krom gains inside you.Â
Heâs only halfway inside, his strokes growing longer as he works himself in, when you have your first orgasm. Aggressive, deep groans escape you as you shudder and shake uncontrollably, collapsing onto Moraxâs broad chest as the pleasure swamps your mind. Both of your lovers grunt and growl at the feeling of your pussy massaging and squeezing them, but they hold on, refusing to seed you just yet.Â
Your body is limp and oversensitive as the pleasure abates, rocking against Morax as Krom continues working his way inside you. You can breathe again, thankfully, but the pleasure is ensuring that your noises are limited to grunts, groans, moans â and screams of rapture.Â
Then, when Krom sinks all the way inside and you can feel his pelvis against your backside, both of them start to move.Â
Itâs slow at first. Theyâre clearly watching you, reading your reactions, ensuring that they donât hurt you with their dual thick cocks stretching you. And, as they see you moaning and convulsing with pleasure, losing yourself in it, they start to speed up, taking you faster and harder.Â
Youâre caught in a vortex of raw pleasure, your body a vessel for their sexual appetites and receptacle of their passions. You come twice more as they just work out a good pace and rhythm with each other, discovering along the way that you react best when they fuck you just a little out of sync with each other, keeping your walls stretched wide while letting you feel their crowns smacking into your cervix individually.Â
Their grunts are getting more aggressive as they get into it, the smack of their bodies against yours echoing in the room. You can only lay there and take it, already exhausted and so well-pleasured you doubt youâll ever need to orgasm again.Â
Moraxâs heartbeat is against your ear and it lets your know heâs at the edge right before he snarls loudly, his cock surging and throbbing inside you as he jets his cum into you. He holds himself fully inside you as he seeds you, his body convulsing in time with his cum flooding you, and you hear Krom give a roar as he starts to come, too.Â
The sensation of both of their monster cocks filling you at the same time throws you into a final, all-consuming orgasm. You utterly shatter for them, wracked with tremors, squirting from the pleasure and jolting uncontrollably.Â
You donât know how long it continues. Youâre caught in such an intense tidal wave of ecstasy that you canât focus like that. The only thing youâre aware of is your body quaking with pleasure, the two cocks pumping huge loads into you, and the big, heavy bodies above and below you.Â
More of their cum ends up outside of you than inside, their output so generous that theyâre still going long after theyâve flooded your womb and channel with their seed. You can feel it gushing out of you, pouring over Moraxâs groin and sticking to your spread thighs.Â
Then, with a heaving breath, Krom pulls out of you and flops over on his back, panting. Morax is panting, too, and you feel his cock slip out of you as it soften, shrinking significantly now that heâd successfully seeded you. His huge hand strokes your hair as if gentling you back down to Earth, and it helps you relax in the aftermath of that incredible explosion.Â
At length, Krom says heavily, âGood idea⌠to share.âÂ
You give a weak chuckle, too tired to move.Â
With a grunt, Morax agrees, âThis⌠much better than fighting.âÂ
You grin at his comment. It says something that he canât quite speak fully coherently, though you know very well that he can. Both men speak fluent English without trouble. Heâs just so blissed out that he canât fully speak his thoughts.Â
You wet your lips and weakly murmur, âI need⌠a nap. Then⌠a little later⌠we can try again⌠make sure it takes.âÂ
Both men groan, clearly loving that idea.Â
âRest,â Morax tells you, stroking your back. âWe will seed you again after you wake.âÂ
âWith pleasure,â Krom agrees. You can hear the grin on his face.
You gladly let yourself sleep like that, splayed over Moraxâs chest with his hands petting you, your cunt completely flooded with both menâs cum.Â
alpha father telling his omega son how beautiful he is, how well he's growing up, what an amazing omega he's becoming, how he probably has all the young alphas wrapped tightly around his finger x said omega son who doesn't care in the slightest about any alpha his age, whimpering "dad" whenever he's trying to help himself through his heat, spending hours fingering his wet hole while he watches his father sleeping, his bulge so visible through the thin layer of underwear, so desperate to just go into the room and get pinned down and knotted by his own dad
Alternatively alternatively, I want to be a powerful queen who kidnaps the neighboring kingdom's crown prince in an attempt to blackmail and end the war between our two kingdoms, but I treat the prince lavishly as a show of good faith and despite all of the horror stories of his enemies' "Ice Queen" he can't help but fall for my charms and become my political puppet
To add, I want to be a captive princess held by my enemy country's cruel king. As a joke, he gifts me one of my most loyal knights that he's tortured and broken. I nurse my knight back to health and we plot together to kill the king and escape back to our country. We also fuck nasty in the meanwhile.
A dryad luring humans deep into the woods to an endangered plant. She coaxâs the humans into drinking the plants aphrodisiac nectar and then opening their legs gently and working them open slowly.
Once theyâre prepared she brings a tentacle like vine to their entrance and helps the plant enter its new breeder. Once the plant learns its inside it gently begins to thrust into the human.
The dryad smiles and watches the humans moaning around her as theyâre fucked. Seeds slowly slide through the tentacle and into the moaning human, slowly bulging out their stomach.
Once the eggs are all laid inside the human the dryad pulls the tentacle out and replaces it with a flowering bud that releases its sap, successfully fertilizing the eggs.
Once the eggs are fertilized the dryad smiles and presses another vine into the human so they can recive another load.
Maybe after all her hard work the dryad will get to be seeded as well
A good King and his only son. A prosperous kingdom at peace which is past using marriage as an ironclad commitment to good trade relations and peace accords. That's not what princes should be for. He is a good King.
But he is a jealous King too, or at least he thinks it is jealousy.
When the prince discusses possible amours the King affects disinterest. It is not a matter of state, and my son may pursue who he pleases, he will say for he is a good King.
And then he will excuse himself to his chambers and think of what he would do if he were a bad King.
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