Being a human who works at a mixed monster strip club was uncommon. However your presence there was what drew them in. To get a chance to feel your soft plush body. To the highest payers got the best part though. Taking them back to the rooms that were in the back letting them have their ways with you.
Vampires who were a bit softer towards you while they pounded into you. It would cost extra of course to drink from you but theyâd pay anything to be able to. Sinking their fangs into your neck as they came deep inside of you.
Groups of Imps taking their turns with you, all your holes were being filled at once. Their cum covered your body as others took their places. Fucking you over and over. They paid well when they came in.
Werewolves seeking you out even offering you double if they could bring you home while they were in a heat. Youâd be knotted at all times cum making your stomach expand.
Orcs who were taken back by how soft and fragile you were only to stuff their thick cocks in your tiny hole. They were ones that couldnât last long with you. The way stretched around them squeezing them so tightly had them cumming to quickly.
You say you do it just cause the moneys good well that might be true, being so sought after by these creatures gave you such a confidence boost not to mention how great the sex was.
Youâre a pretty little pixie-fairy unlucky enough to get snatched up by a band of roaming orcs.Â
Theyâre the crew of a traveling circus, or rather, a zoo, featuring all sorts of rarities ranging from high-elves to common fairies, as well as mermaids, harpies, nymphs, and hybrids of every and all kinds locked up in pretty gilded cages. But of course, itâs not like any old zoo. With attractions as rare and fuckable as such, it doubles as a brothel for those who come willing to pay a little extra.
And among all those sexy rarities, pixies are one of the most valued. Rumored to only be a myth, itâs rare enough to catch a glimpse of one, let alone have one on display. Itâs even said that seeing one will bring good fortune for the rest of oneâs life, and even more so for those who get to touch one.
So you can imagine the crowd surrounding you, each one rubbing you against their massive dick for good luck.
The chain on your ankle is heavy enough to make flying impossible, grounding you if it werenât for the massive paw wound tightly around you, all but squeezing you free of air while demanding you, âLick it.â
You have no choice but to protrude your tongue, even as the big brute angles you face first into his dickhole, wanting to use your little pink muscle to plug it. You very nearly drown in the pre-ooze pouring out. And when he finally blows, leaving you cum-drenched and wings soggy, you look no different from a bug someone sneezed out of their nose.
And still, the queue lining up is longer than your wee eyes can see, each one waiting for their turn. It goes on like that day in and day out for more days than you can keep track of, leaving you drunk off of cum with never a break to sober up.
Soon enough, youâre settled inâall gooey-headed and heart-eyed. Now, even able to fit a little finger inside you. Getting comfortable with it as it stretches you out, all the while sitting atop the mighty ballsack of the massive orc it belongs to. Roosting on the pillowy seat like itâs your own warm and comfy throne, butt-nude, with your thighs and legs wrapped tightly around the base, just barely able to lock your feet around the meat member, squeezing and humping it tight.Â
You do the same with your arms, of course, tits flush against the warm wrinkly skin as you hug the cleft of his cockhead snug. Squealing and moaning as you drink the yummy pre hot from the source, getting your womb pinky-fucked until you squeal all high-pitched while squirting, spasming like a little marionette puppet.Â
It doesnât stop you from tongue-kissing his urethra, though. Bobbing your head while your limbs all strangle his cock, keeping it tight until cume comes spurting out like a fountain and showers you in heavy, blanketing blissful warmth.Â
You bathe in it against his bulbous abdominal muscles, playing in it, making cum-angels under the spray until heâs all finished.Â
Half-orc bf x fem!readerâ groping, delicious sloppy sex, riding that dick, and some niiice after care
You honestly didnât know what life would be like living with your half-Orc, half-Giant, boyfriend. The two of you have been together for so long but never shared your space for more than a week long vacation or a weekend sleepover at each otherâs houses.
Of course, every part of his house was a little too big for you given his tall stature. But ever since the very first time youâve slept over at his place heâs had an abundance of step stools and other little tools to help you move around the place with ease.
Itâs been an adjustment but heâs done everything he can to make it an easy one for you.
There are many things you love about living your boyfriend but your favorite one is by easily by far watching him workout in his home gym. He has it all set up in the garage so itâs not exactly in the way of anything in the house. But accessible enough that even you can hear him in there if youâre downstairs.
At the first sign of his loud grunting your face brightens into an excited smile. You practically throw yourself off the couch and scramble your way through the house. Racing toward the doorway to the garage which always just so happens to be left open. Almost as if a certain someone wants you to hear him, wants you to watch him.
When you reach the doorway heâs right where you expect him to be, at the bench press machine looking way too good to handle. Your knees go weak at the sight of him and you have to lean against the door just to keep upright.
His large muscles ripple under the weight heâs pressing and saliva pools in your mouth, freaking drooling for your sexy hunk of a boyfriend. He grunts softly each time he lifts the weight and it does something to your insides. Making you hot and tingly all over, arousal gushing out of your pussy and soaking your panties.
You watch him work through his sets, your body growing hotter with each new machine he uses. You know he knows youâre there. And you know that heâs making all his work outs look even sexier because heâs trying to get you all hot and bothered. You hate how much itâs working. Youâre practically itching to jump his bones.
Itâs useless to try and fight it. The more he works out the more his light green skin glistens with sweat. You imagine yourself falling to your knees to lap it up, to kiss down his dark happy trail, and inhale deeply at that scent thatâs specifically his and his alone. Fuck, you wanna devour him and he knows it.
Heâs purposefully taunting you, egging you on, wanting to make a mess of you before he even gets his hands on your burning needy skin. You may be growing hazy with lust but you donât miss the sly glances he keeps throwing your way or that stupidly smug smirk heâs been sporting since he was curling those weights. It shouldnât make you hornier than you already are but it is.
Just as you think your pussy is throbbing so bad youâre about to cum untouched, he finally turns toward you with a raised brow and a classic âcome hitherâ look.
âCome over here and help me with these hip thrusts, pretty,â he says and you know itâs not a question. Itâs a demand. Letting you know heâs been wanting you just as badly as you want him.
Walking closer to him in the gym you can see just how true that is. The thick outline of his cock pushing against the fabric of his sweats and just begging to be released. Even seeing it twitch once you finally reach him.
âI said câmere,â he growls, claws gripping at your plush waist and dragging you against his sweaty stomach with a light smack.
The tension between the two of you is boiling as he swoops down and captures your lips in a ravenous kiss. You both groan as your lips meet in a sloppy needy dance, stumbling back until heâs lying down on the mat covered floor with you straddling his waist.
You press against him as hard as you can, hips already rocking, needing to grind against any part of him you can. He moans into the kiss, tongue dipping into your mouth just to get another taste of you. Claws run over your skin, making you shiver with anticipation as they dip lower and lower. Slowly pushing off all your clothes as they go.
âLook at you, humping me like a bitch in heat,â your bf rasps against your lips, pushing off your panties with a single claw and leaving your delicious curves open to him.
You gasp as your dripping folds are exposed to the cool air. He pushes you back down on top of him, his hands guiding you, rolling his abs all over your clit and causing your head to spin. Heâs just so much bigger than you that he can easily jerk you around like his own personal fuck doll. Your toes curl at how damn good it feels and your jaw drops in a silent moan.
âDonât act like you didnât do this on purpose,â you accuse.
He chuckles, watching you get wrecked before heâs had a chance to really touch you. You donât even realize when his hands drift off of you, too caught up in the pleasure rolling through your clit. He makes quick work of skillfully pulling his sweats down just enough to release his cock. It springs out of its confines, hitting your back with a fat smack.
âI canât help it that youâre such a fuckinâ slut for meâŠâ he purrs and you prove him right as you start grinding your ass along his length.
But it seems like itâs just enough to snap him into action. A feral glint passes over his eyes and his hands are on you in the next second. He pushes his massive pulsing tip through your folds, letting your slick coat his entire monster cock till heâs dripping with you.
He canât seem to look away from it. Mesmerized by the image of your arousal soaking him. He doesnât even care he just seems to want more and more of you. Low groans leaving him every time you flutter around his twitching head and make a bigger mess.
âGod, youâre so wet fâme. So needy for my cock, you should be ashamed,â he scolds playfully, his smirk widening at your gasp.
You know you should actually scold him and you totally plan on it to. Mouth gaping at him like youâre really trying. But he just doesnât give you the chance. On the next roll of his hips he catches his tip against your entrance, silencing you instantly.
After one more gloating chuckle your bf pushes you down and you go sinking onto his cock, letting out a pretty mewl as he stretches you to your limits. His cock splitting you open till you canât even think. Youâre a puddle by the time he bottoms out, your core squeezing him so tight like you never want him to leave.
âBabyâ nnghâ yes. Your pussy is being so good, sucking my cock in like sheâs missed it. Show me how much, ride me hard,â he demands again and youâre in no state of mind to refuse.
The two of you work in total sync, starting at a frantic pace as you ride his cock like itâs been days since youâve last got a taste instead of the hours itâs been. Meanwhile your boyfriend stays true to his workout, his hips thrusting out and plunging into your depths.
Your bf is entranced by the sight of you, completely lost in your pleasure. Head rolling back, your fucking perfect tits jiggling with the force of each thrust. His eyes trail down to where your bodies meet and his cock instantly jolts at the obscene way your fat cunt stretches around his giant cock. Itâs a miracle youâre able to take him.
As your sweet pussy throbs and flutters around his girth he groans, his claws tightening around the soft rolls of your hips. His hips then move on their own, picking up pace and ramming his hard pulsing dick as deep inside your core as he can go, swirling you around his length and rearranging your guts.
Your loud shrieks of pleasure fuel him to fuck up into even harder, barely giving you a moment to adjust to each new sensation. You try and lift up to take a moment to breathe but he growls and slams you back down on his shaft, making you scream.
âAh ah ah, donât run from my cock. Youâve been droolinâ for it so be the good slut I know you are and take it.â
His hips are a blur as they pound into your messy cunt. Obscene noises fill the room with every snap of his hips, the loud squelch of your bodies meeting only sends you closer to your peak. It only takes one brush of his finger over your clit and your orgasm crashes into you.
Your bf groans at the feeling of you clamping down on his cock and suddenly heâs shooting spurt after spurt of hot cum straight into your needy womb. Grinding his length as deep inside you he works you through it till you both sag on the mats in total exhaustion.
His hands caress your back, smirking as aftershocks wrack through your spent form. He grabs handfuls of you, loving how you fill out his big hands and he drags you closer to him.
âWhat a workout, huh?â He asks with a big sigh, feeling very pleased with himself for getting you so fucked out.
The room stills and your bf fails to stifle his laughter, which only grows as you soon join him. Your happy and sated laughter rings between you both and at this moment you swear thereâs nothing better than living with your bf.
Imagine slut training but with different monsters. Each one teaching you something different so you can become the perfect fuck toy the perfect flashlight for anyone and everyone to use
18+
DNI minors
Vampire trainer: they help you to get off from pain they scratch and slap but your favourite thing is when they bite deep into your shoulder while squeezing your chest the feeling of their teeth deep into you drinking your blood you know itâll leave a deep purple and red mark on your shoulder. After a few weeks of training, youâre able to cum from their brutal treatment alone the pleasure shot through you. After those sessions you always felt light headed from the intensity of your orgasm and the slight blood loss.
Werewolf trainer: youâve always struggled with anything knotted you can barely take the knotted toys they tested on you. You thought your teacher would be kind but you found yourself tied down with your ass in the air. At first he was somewhat gentle heâd grind his knot against your hole getting you more used to the idea of it being deep in you but after a few sessions, he couldnât resist how tight and warm it was inside so he toyed with you pumping quickly in and out making sure his knot was fully pushed in. The quick pace made your hole make a sloppy popping sound and while it was overwhelming and nearly painful you loved it too much knowing your teacher was crazy for your body.
Orc trainer: you felt afraid when you first had an orc as your teacher they staggered over you and their dicks looked larger than your former and thicker too you had no idea how something like that would fit in you but he made sure to take his time picking you apart. His favourite position was standing up and holding you like a fleshlight he loved the sounds youâd make as he stuffed everything inside of you. It was impossible to form a thought when he was that deep in you his dick pushed every thought out but left a lovely bump on your stomach. Sometimes youâd be bent over a high counter with your feet not touching the floor and heâd use you like the slut you where made to be making sure to stuff you round after round with him cum making sure to keep a slut like you satisfied and stuffed full
Every year, your village sacrifices a young woman to the orc tribe so they wonât raid them like theyâve done to so many other surrounding villages. To some, itâs a great honor to be chosen to ensure the safety of the village, but most go kicking and screaming. Nobody knows what happens to the young women because they are never seen again. Still, rumors persist. Some say the orcs slice them open and eat them right there on the altar. Others say they force them to become servants in the homes of the higher-ups. A few even whisper that they impregnate them.
That last one is what intrigues you, so while the village elders bicker among themselves over who to choose, you slip away into the forest and make your way to the sacrificial altar. Itâs a large stone table with runes carved into the sides and shackles at the four corners for the hands and feet. You strip down and lay yourself willingly upon it and wait.
Soon, you hear rustling. Your heart pounds in your chest. A moment later, orcs begin to emerge from the surrounding woods. Ten, twenty of them, all with green skin covering their bulky frames. Tusks protrude from their jaws. Their long black hair is pulled back into braids and ponytails. Some of them are shirtless and have tattoos inked into their skin, status symbols from their conquests, youâre sure.
They form a solid wall around you, and the biggest one with the most tattoos stands at your feet. He wears nothing but a loin cloth over his bulging crotch. He surveys you thoughtfully for a moment.
âThey have not retrained you?â he asks.
âI came by myself. They didnât force me,â you tell him.
He tilts his head curiously. âNo one from your village has ever offered themselves to us willingly.â
âAre you going to hurt me?â
âNo, no, little one,â he chuckles, running his large, calloused hand over your body from your breasts down to your thighs. âWeâve got something special in mind for you.â
He presses the heel of his other hand into his crotch, giving his bulge of firm squeeze, then he pulls his massive cock out and strokes himself to full hardness. Youâve never seen one so big before, much less taken one. With hands that completely encircle each leg, he pulls you closer to the edge of the altar and pushes them apart. He lets out a low growl when he sees that youâre already wet.
âSuch an eager little human,â he says as he strokes his thumb through your wetness, up to your clit, and back down again. You gasp when the thick digit slips inside you.
All around you, the others growl and paw at their crotches, leaning in for a better look, their hot breath on your face like a herd of bulls gearing up to charge. They canât wait to get their chance with you, but this one, who appears to be the leader, gets to go first.
You are completely unprepared for the size of him as he forces your legs further apart and plunges his massive cock inside you. A cry rips its way from your lungs as he relentlessly fucks you, reaching depths you never thought possible.
âThatâs it, little one, let them all know how good it feels. Show them how well you can take it.â
It hurts a bit at first, but your body adjusts and soon, you are arching up into him, clawing at his thick biceps and broad shoulders. His body is easily twice the width of yours. He makes you come faster than you ever have before, but he doesnât let up.
âSheâs such a sensitive little thing,â one of the others laughs.
âI bet sheâs never tasted orc cock before.â
âIâve got something she can taste.â You look towards the voice and see one of them with his cock out, slowly stroking it as he watches.
It isnât long before the leader lets out a roar as he empties himself inside you. After he pulls out, the orc to his right yanks you over to him and plunges into you before any of his come has a chance to escape.
They pass you in circle around the altar like a toy, each one taking their turn with you. Cock after huge cock filling you up, firm hands pinning you down, although thereâs hardly any need for it. Some of them toy with your clit just to watch the way you squirm and whimper. You lose track of how many times you come. Before long, youâre weak and trembling with oversensitivity, but you have no choice but to lay there and take it. You get pumped full of so much come that it drips down your thighs and some gets splattered across your stomach.
Once theyâve each had their turn, the leader takes a smooth stone from his pack. âYou wouldnât mind holding this for me, would you?â he says before shoving it inside you. You gasp softly. âStay here.â
As your breathing evens out, you watch them set up a fire a few feet away and the smell of roasting meat soon reaches your nostrils.
Just as your stomach is starting to rumble, one of the orcs gets up and comes over to you and holds his hand out between your legs. âGive me the stone,â he says. You obey and push it out, and it is immediately replaced by his cock.
Your cries of pleasure mix with cheers from the campfire.
âGive it to her good!â
âJust leave some for me.â
Several of them come back for seconds. For hours it seems like, it goes on like this. For hours, they feast and fuck, and in between rounds, they stuff the stone back inside you to keep their come from seeping out.
Finally, the leader gets up and comes back over, but instead of asking for the stone, he helps you up and wraps you in a blanket and carries you over to the fire, where he sits cross-legged and perches you in his lap. He passes you a leg from whatever beast theyâre roasting, and you chew into it ravenously.
âYou see, she has a good appetite, too. That bodes well for bearing our young,â he says proudly.
âSheâs a pretty one, too, isnât she?â asks another one of them.
âShe is. Very pretty,â says the leader, stroking your hair. âI think Iâll keep her.â
Your feet barely touched the ground before he had you inside his tent. One second you were speaking to him, the next his huge hand wrapped around your wrist, dragging you into the dim, musky space. The air smelled of leather, smoke, and male needâthick enough that your breath hitched.
He slammed the flap shut and turned, chest heaving, tusks bared in something that was not a smile. His eyes were glazed, pupils blown wide, his body trembling with the kind of hunger you could feel in your bones.
âNeed you,â he growled, voice rough like gravel grinding against stone. âNow.â
You had no time to answer. His massive hand fisted in your clothes and tore, fabric shredding like parchment. You gasped as cool air licked over your bare skin, nipples hardening instantly under his hungry gaze.
Then he was on youâpressing you down onto the furs, his weight a crushing, intoxicating force. His mouth found your neck, tusks scraping, teeth biting hard enough to bruise. You moaned as his tongue followed, hot and wet, marking you as his.
âMine,â he snarled into your throat, hips grinding against yours. You felt himâgods, you felt himâthick and hard, already leaking, straining against the rough hide pants that barely held him. The sheer size of him made your stomach twist with both fear and aching want.
He didnât bother undressing you gently. Your legs were spread wide by his hands, pinned apart as he ripped at his laces, freeing himself with a guttural sound that made your pulse stutter.
You glanced down and gasped. He was massive, thick veins bulging along his shaft, slick with precum that dripped down to his heavy balls. Your mouth went dry.
âToo bigââ you started, but he cut you off with a sharp kiss, teeth clashing against yours, his tongue invading your mouth until you were gasping against him.
âYou take me,â he grunted, voice low and shaking. âYou take all. Need to breed you, fill you, make you swollen with me.â
The words sent a jolt straight through you, heat pooling between your thighs. Your protest melted into a whimper as he pressed the broad head of his cock against your entrance, already slick from your arousal. He pushedâhard. The stretch was brutal, burning, tearing you open wider than you thought possible.
You clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into thick muscle. âFuckâitâsââ
âRelax,â he growled, forcing himself deeper, inch by merciless inch. âYou can take it. You will.â
The blunt crown popped inside with a shock of pain and pleasure that made your back arch. He didnât stop. He couldnât. He shoved forward until you were crying out, your walls fluttering helplessly around the sheer girth filling you. By the time his hips met yours, you were split wide, stuffed so full you swore you could feel him pressing against your stomach.
âPerfect,â he rasped, sweat dripping down his temple. âTight, hot⊠gods, youâre made for me.â
Then he moved.
The first thrust drove the air from your lungs, his hips slamming against yours with a wet, obscene slap. You screamed, nails dragging red lines down his back. He grunted in answer, rutting into you with animal desperation, each thrust deeper, harder, faster than the last. The furs beneath you grew damp with your slick as he used you, your body trembling from the force.
You could barely think, barely breathe. The stretch was overwhelming, the friction devastating, your clit grinding against the base of his cock with every savage thrust. Pleasure bloomed sharp and unbearable, your moans spilling loud and broken into the air.
âGonna fill you,â he panted, voice hoarse with need. âStuff you so full, youâll leak for days. Breed you till your belly round with my seed.â
The filth of it snapped something inside you. You came hard, body clenching down around him, milking him as stars burst behind your eyes. He roared, slamming deep, burying himself to the hilt as his cock pulsed violently inside you.
Hot, thick cum flooded your womb in heavy spurts, spilling past the seal of your stretched pussy to drip down your ass. You sobbed at the heat, at the fullness, at the way he kept thrusting through it, chasing more.
He didnât stop. Couldnât. Even as his seed leaked out, he growled and pulled back only to pound into you again, chasing another climax, another release. His rut had no endâonly need.
By the time his weight finally collapsed against you, your body was trembling, thighs sticky and soaked, cunt aching and stretched raw from being filled over and over. His cock still twitched inside you, stubbornly hard, as if ready to start all over again the moment he caught his breath.
His teeth scraped your ear, voice rough but softer now. âNot done. Gonna breed you all night.â
orc!husband fucking you from behind while youâre standing up and heâs got you pressed against the shower wall. heâs hitting the most insane spot inside of you that your knees almost buckle and he hefts you up into his arms, twists you around, and continues to piston you onto his cock like a doll!!!!!!
heâll never pass up an opportunity to shower with you and this is the reason why. the water plus all the sweet your pussy leaks out makes it so easy to pin your front to the porcelain and slide in. pressing his body into yours, he angles his thrust until he can see a bulge in your stomach while you watch. chin tucked and whimpering out moans as it pokes through with each cram inside your hole.
he fucks you, mesmerized at how he can barely fit. how wide your lips stretch and cream around his girth, squelching with a gathering slick. the water hits against his back, and drips across his shoulders and belly with messy splashes. haloing around his skin of scars and green.
your husband grunts and pants through his tusks at how taut you squeeze along the veins on his cock, mumbling praises at how deep youâre letting his cock dig inside you. he holds your hips and clutches the skin, arms moving you wrap you up when your legs force you to go limp.
pulling out, the orc shushes your pitiful whines by spinning and lifting you into the air. itâs as if you weigh absolutely nothing to him as he hoists you until your back hits his middle, and his tip splits you open with a slow thrust once more. using an arm to hang from his neck, you feel like youâre floating.
his cock is hitting even deeper inside you now, and you canât do anything about it except take him... jerking in his strong arms, planting slobbery kisses on his middle as he drags you up and down on his cock, stuffing you as full as youâve ever felt in your life.
you come with a sob and he comes with a roar. his cum leaks out to mix with the water and swirl down the drain, which he lets out a small growl at. keeping his cock buried inside you, he holds you secure as he trudges you both to your bed. he bends into a fold until you plush against the mattress and hovers over your spent body, a tender hand pressing you into the bed as he picks up right where he left off.
âgonna fill you up right this time,â he grunts, already feeling the twitching of his balls that signal heâs already close again.
the feeling of him sloshing in and out of you draws loud noises from your lips, and you already know that he knows youâll lose your mind if he stops. reading your thoughts without even trying, he pounds and fills you until youâre drooling and can barely breathe.
Orc! Boyfriend who helps you with your cramps.. (18+) fem/afab! Reader
Itâs that time of the month, again. He hates seeing you like this. Youâre curled up under a blanket, heating pad pressed firmly against your stomach. He cuddles you while you lay there, squirming every once in a while from the pain.
He hated his body in that moment, your hips pressing against him makes his cock twitch. He tries to will it away, but sadly it doesnât work. His bulge presses against your ass where you feel it twitch against you. You smirk a little, pushing your ass against him as he groans.
He reaches over and presses his fingers to your clit, rubbing small circles as you moan. He takes off your shorts quick, sliding inside of you slowly. He keeps his arms around you, keeping a slow pace with his hand pinching at your nipple. You canât feel the cramps anymore as he fucks you, lovingly pounding into you as he listens to your breathy moans.
He huffs and pulls your body closer, your back flush to his chest as he fucks into you harder. His other hand finds your clit again, making you moan and squirm against his grip. You can feel him coming close, he holds it as you cum, clenching around him so tight he couldnât help himself anymore. He pressed as deep as he could and fills you up with his cum. It spills out of you as he keeps going, slowly thrusting it deeper inside of you.
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